#I feel like I’m going to just shatter into a million pieces from the stress of it all

[yok00k]

coming down

pairing: non-idoloc! x idol!jk

genre: angst

“i always want you when i’m coming down”

sypnosis: although you sleep next to jungkook every single night, it feels like you’re million miles away from him.

wordcount: around 1,000

warning: in 1st pov, it’s a little sad (for me), open ended ending, one sided love, allusion of cheating, oc’s world revolves around jk (don’t be like her)(lowkey im her), toxic relationship, lack of communication

author’s note: this did not go as I initially planned help-_- i was gonna make light jealousy oc/jk drabble idk how I ended up with this. i hope yall sob w/ me or lmk ur thoughts

an absolute ideal.

his performance. the concept. the way he sang his new released songs flawlessly. how smooth his dancing movements were. how the stage composition and development were so sumptuous.

and most importantly, how romantic the live performance was, given the fact that there was an actress involved in the show.

calling Jungkook an amazing artist would be an understatement. He’s creative, unique, and original in his masterpieces. Everything he does, no matter what, is just mesmerizing and astounding. He’s indeed a true performer.

Jungkook dedicated several months to work on his solo album. The time and effort he had put to his work is just admirable. On most days, he stays up late, trying to come up with so many possible ideas and options he can add on his album.

and I was there by his side. I chose to be.

I was there, waiting for him to come home every single night, or usually midnight, in our noiseless living room, wrapped with a thick blanket and loneliness. He would arrive home, but as night by night goes, I was accompanied by nothing but solitude. it feels like it’s taking over me.

I was there, in bad days where Jungkook is focusing on the negatives and having doubts in himself. Days where his standards for himself weren’t being met. both of my shoulders were closely next to him if he needed something to lean into. Reminding him that it’s okay and he’s doing wonderful.

I was there, even in times when he didn't want or need me to be there. times where he just wanted to be by his own with no distraction. but here I am, continuously showing him my undying love and support for him.

I chose to stay there. on nights where he stopped saying “i love you” back before going to dreamland. I hugged him closer as I convinced myself to believe that he just didn’t feel like saying those three words at those moment because of all the stress he undergoes through day to day.

I gave all of myself, I’ve done my part as his other half. Just like how Jungkook produces his works, I poured all my love and time to him, leaving not a thing for myself. It sounds foolish, but that’s just how I love

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we’re both lying on the massive bed, only inches apart from one another’s body yet it feels like he’s millions of miles away from me as I stare at his cold, broad back that’s facing me.

I’ve got to used to this upsetting scenario at this point but that doesn’t mean it hurt less.

The whole bedroom feels chilly. I’m freezing, solely due to the fact that his warm arms weren’t wrapped around me like they used to be. as i’m not hearing his snores, I know that he’s still awake

“Do you still love me?” I manage to ask out loud and clear, immediately regretting the words that came out of my mouth even though it’s simply an inquiry.

a question that’s been going around my head for quite some time now. a question that i’m afraid to know the answer to because his response might be the response my heart doesn’t wish to hear or else it will shatter into millions of pieces.

my hope for an answer rapidly decreased as seconds went by filled with silence. The absence of noise that surrounded me was deafening; abundantly mocked the emotions I was feeling at the moment, screaming at me that my feelings didn't matter.

It's alright.

I did nothing but wipe the single tear that uncontrollably rolled down my cheek.

it’s stupid. I should’ve just kept it to myself. maybe that would be less embarrassing. less problematic. less painful than I was feeling minutes ago.

I turned my back against his as I accepted my defeat. maybe I’m just tired. maybe drifting to sleep will make me feel okay although I know deep inside that I won’t take the pain away. this is not some type of feeling i’m unfamiliar with to begin with.

I shut my eyes, as I try to put myself to sleep. but in that process, i felt his body moving, turning around, and finally snakes his warm arms around me. a pair of arms, the same ones I longed for so many nights.

“____, why would you ask that?” he giggly asked, sounding like he just heard a silly question. as if i was just being clingy and wanted some piece of his attention.

‘because i don’t feel like you love me anymore’

the man waited for a response, waiting to see if I was just fooling around or that was really genuine. the noiselessness, just like all times, answers the question we both interrogate to each other.

the heavy feelings just got worse, if not heavier. even so when he talks more. “i won’t be laying next to you if i wasn’t.” as if that makes me feel better.

indeed, he’s physically here by my side yet distant. Jungkook is so far off that I’ve lost him. numbness was all I felt as I heard his words. I couldn’t be more content now that I have my answers.

his indirect answer to a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ question is enough for me to know where we stand.

I can’t help but to turn my body to face him, just to stare at his doe eyes that I easily get lost in due to the fact that they hold thousands of stars, if not a whole world in them.

regretfully, my eyes should’ve just maintained contact with doe-like eyelids. but rather, they drop their focus on the side of his neck, detecting a foreign lipstick shade that he might have forgotten to wipe off. a shade that will be tattooed in my brain and will forever hate.

Inhale. Exhale. I chose to shrug it off, bringing my attention back to his worn out face.

“I love you” truthfully and whole-heartedly confessed to him once more just like I always do. although this was a little bit different because I don’t expect him to say it back anymore.

and with that in mind, this was also the last night that I will to express my love for him.

#jungkook fanfiction #jungkook fic #jungkook imagine #jungkook x reader #jungkookxreader #jungkook angst #jungkook ff #jjk angst #bts angst #bts ff #jeon jk #jungkook #bts jk #angst #emocore

[boots-with-the-fur-club]

Another angst prompt, someone stop me from getting random ideas from crazy places.

17. Accident.

@that-0n3-shr00mi3-guy

@daboyau

Raph sits up in a panic. He puts his head in his hands to try to get a grip back on reality. The nightmares have mostly subsided, but every so often he gets one that leaves him unable to sleep for the rest of the night. Whenever this happens, he leaves his bed and goes to make sure the contents of the dream didn’t happen.

First, he goes to Mikey’s train car. Raph opens the door and sees him curled up in his hammock. A blanket is hanging off the side. He picks it up and wraps it around him. Mikey snuggles into it, making Raph smile before he leaves and shuts the door behind him.

Donnie is next. Raph makes doubly sure he’s not passed out somewhere in his lab before checking his room. He’s happily surprised to see him actually there for once. Raph closes the doors once and again and goes to Leo’s train car next.

His heart nearly stops at seeing the doors already open and the bed being empty.

He tears apart the room as if he’d find Leo under Jupiter Jim comics or a basketball. His brother shouldn’t be up about. The injuries he got are still healing. Raph’s brain finally starts working and he races off to check the other parts of their home.

Raph eventually gets to the living room where he sees glowing blue. Ever since that day, the one where he thought he allowed his brother to end his own life, he hasn’t been able to see it the same.

He’s unable to think about anything else when he sees the back of Leo’s arm and body partially sticking out. Raph grabs his wrist and pulls him back. The anxiety and stress he’s feeling gets to him.

“What are you’re doing!? Using portals again when you’re not even supposed to be out of bed!? Did you even think at all before you-!?” Something suddenly slams into his face.

He stumbles back, still not letting go of Leo. Raph uses his other hand to try to wipe it off. There’s….icing on it? Something crumbly….cake?

Raph looks back at Leo and immediately let’s go this time. His brother is trembling, badly. He’s clearly fighting back tears which means that Raph has messed up catastrophically. Leo only ever cries for two reasons, dramatic effect, and when he’s so upset he can’t control it.

Leo drops to his knees, eyes focused on the dropped pieces of food on the ground. The tears start coming. Raph’s heart shatters into a million pieces. Leo looks so fragile. It feels like he popped an orphan’s balloon then kicked his puppy for good measure.

Raph shakes off the rest of the cake on his face and kneels down.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay! I can get you another cake! A better cake! You want a blue one? One shaped like a basketball!?” He tries to reach out, only for Leo to flinch.

Raph’s world almost blurts when he realizes what might be going on. He grabbed him and yelled so suddenly, did he….did he think he was kraangified again?

Or maybe he could just never fully trust him again.

He’d always be scared

Raph didn’t mean to be so rough. It was an accident. He was just so scared and worried. He didn’t want to lose Leo again. Maybe he already did in a way, though.

Leo suddenly starts crying a lot harder.

“I-I’m sorry! I just….I just wanted to get you that cake…..it wasn’t for me….!”

Raph frowns deeply. He didn’t know he could feel so bad so very quickly. It’s painful.

“Why….were you getting me cake?”

Leo’s tears drench his gloves as he tries to wipe them with his fists.

“Your birthday was two weeks ago and nobody remembered because you were busy taking care of me! You didn’t even remember! It was your birthday!”

Raph blinks in surprise.

Everything has been so busy for so long he could hardly tell what day of the week it is, let alone the date.

“….Leo, buddy-“

“And now I can’t even get grabbed without it feeling like I’m going to die because I got smashed into a wall! I hurt you! I saw it in your eyes! You think I’m afraid of you when I’m just a coward!”

“Leo, you went through a lot, this isn’t your fault-“

“You only roughhouse with me! It was our thing! You already feel like I’m going to break! And now you’re going to be scared that I hate you! Blame you! When am I going to stop taking things from you!?” He sobs.

Raph takes the absolute most care he can to be as gentle as possible as he pulls Leo into a close hug.

“You don’t. You don’t take anything. You give me so much. You’re here. That’s all I need. I’d trade every birthday, all the wrestling, even my bears to have ya. That’s a promise.”

Leo clings to him and keeps sobbing until he passes out in Raph’s arms. Raph lifts him up, placing his head on his shoulder. He takes him with him back to his room and sits on the bed.

He knew that he wouldn’t be able to sleep. He knows that things wouldn’t magically be better in the morning. He knows that his legs will cramp up and that he won’t be able to move for a long time.

It doesn’t matter.

At all.

Leo’s there.

That’s more than enough.

#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rottmnt #2018 tmnt #rise of the tmnt #tw angst #rottmnt angst #rise fanfiction

[jaehyunnie77]

hi!! i hope you’re doing well 😊 i saw your requests were open and i’m hoping you could write something about reader overhearing jaehyun talking/admitting to friends that the reader fell first but he fell harder. it could purely be fluff but i won’t be opposed to it being angst to fluff hahaha — anyway, i hope this is alright with you! thank youuu

pairing: Jaehyun x fem!reader

genre: angst + fluff | childhood best friends to lovers

word count: 3.8k

tw: mention of food + pregnancy

a/n: may or may not be inspired by dear.m lol there's a bit (a lot) of angst because i've been going through it and let's face it, it's me haha. enjoy! thank you anon who sent this ❤

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Five years ago.

“I really don’t know how to say this so I’m just going to say it. I like you Jaehyun. A lot. More than a best friend.”

Jaehyun stood in front of you shock with eyes wide. “What? Why are you saying this?”

“I can’t help the way I feel about –“

“Stop. Stop saying nonsense. We’ve been friends for a long time Y/N.”

“I know and I don’t know how or when it change, but all I know is it did. I can’t stand the feeling I get when you look at someone else like they’re your entire world and that you don’t look at me the same way.”

“Y/N stop. Please stop joking.” Jaehyun backs away from you, trying to wrap his mind around your confession. This was all too much for him. You couldn’t like him. There isn’t a reason in the world why you would like him more than a friend. It just couldn’t happen. Period.

“I’m not joking. Jaehyun please.”

He looks at you to see your eyes filled with tears. The expression on your face shatters him to pieces because he has seen it one too many times when you cried over your cheating ex.

“I don’t know what to say Y/N. This – this is too much right now.”

“You’re telling me you don’t feel anything for me? Not even an ounce?”

Jaehyun just stares at you and shakes his head.

“Think over what you think these feelings are because I’m telling you, it’s not what you think. I’m sorry Y/N. I can’t do this right now.”

He turns around to walk away leaving you there as tears start to fall down your face and your heart breaking into millions of pieces.

The next couple of days, neither of you reach out to each other. You would see each other in classes and in the hallways, but never for a second to talk. Even if you wanted to talk to him, what would you say? Days turned into two months of avoiding each other and you still couldn’t understand why he was so persistent that you couldn’t like him. That it couldn’t happen. Truth of the matter is, you only confessed because Jaehyun was giving you vibes that he may like you too. Then again, he was notoriously a big flirt especially being captain of the varsity basketball team.

Just as you were about to pass the library, you see him walk out of another building and look directly your way. You inhale deeply and walk over to him, in hopes it wouldn’t be too awkward.

“Hey.” You say quietly.

He returns a small smile, “Hi.” You both stand there for what feels like an eternity until he finally breaks the tension, “Do you need a ride back to your dorm?”

You nod and you both walk quietly back to his car. It’s an unnerving quiet drive to your dorm. You’re pretty much telling yourself it was a mistake to talk to him today, because you’re not sure what to say to him exactly. All you know is, you had two months apart and two months to think about everything.

“Look, about what I said –“

“Y/N it’s fine. You were just stressed out with back to back exams and we had a little bit to drink that night. You didn’t know what you were saying.” Jaehyun says.

You sit there, your heart slowly tearing apart again as the rise of anger surfaces.

“It wasn’t the exams or the alcohol Jaehyun.”

“I don’t know what to tell you. All I know is … you can’t like me.” he says the last part quietly.

Frustrated. That’s what you feel as you sit in his car and wanting to scream at him. “Why can’t I?”

He huffs like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, “Because we’re just friends and we’ve been friends for fourteen years.”

“So just because we’ve been friends for a long time, I’m in no way allowed to have feelings for you?”

“Exactly.”

“Seriously? I can’t believe you right now. I tell you how I feel and you shut it down like it’s nothing. I’m not one of your fuck buddies or flings you can just dismiss Jaehyun! I’m your best friend! And who the hell are you to tell me not to have these feelings for you when I can’t even help it!?”

Jaehyun felt like his world was crumbling around him. He doesn’t want to look like an asshole, but if it meant for you to stop liking him, then that’s all he can hope for. All he knows is, he couldn’t accept your confession.

“Y/N as your best friend, I am telling you that you can’t have feelings for me.”

“And why the hell not?! Stop beating around the bush!”

“Because you deserve someone who is better than me.” he finally says looking at you as you come to a stop in front of your dorm. You both sit there not knowing what to do next or where to go from here. Jaehyun turns off the engine and looks straight at the parked car in front of him.

“Y/N I care about you and that’s why I’m telling you this. If you continue to have these feelings for me, then there is no way I can continue being your friend. I’m sorry, but I can’t risk losing our friendship when it means so much to me.”

He force his eyes to look at you, only to see the back of your head as you look away from him. Your heart shreds in pieces once again and you know what you need to do. For the last two months, you were preparing yourself for this outcome. It’s just sad that it had to come to this. Mustering up any courage and energy you had left, you wipe your tears and put on a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes and turn to him.

“You’re my best friend and this is why I’m telling you this.” You use his words against him. Inhaling deeply, you try to say the next words without your voice breaking. “I thought about what you said about how these feelings I have for you are not what it seems, but truth is, I can’t just shut it off. I’ve tried before and it doesn’t work because they’ve been accumulating throughout all these years. I’m sorry if you can’t see it that way and I’m sorry if you can’t be friends anymore.”

“Y/N, don’t –“

“So I guess this is where we part ways. I won’t leave here with any regrets because at least I did my part and told you the truth. Instead, I’ll leave happy knowing that I got to spend half of my life with the only person who truly made me the happiest.

“Y/N-“

“I wish you luck in everything you do in the future Jaehyun. Goodbye.” You feel the tears prick your eyes, but you push them down in order to be strong in front of him. You give him one last smile before stepping out of the car and walking away.

Jaehyun wants to grab your arm, pull you back into the car and sing car karaoke while you get dinner. He wants you to say you were joking and he should’ve seen his face. He wants to hold you one last time and try to remember how small your body is next to his. In reality though, all he did was watch you walk away as he forces himself to drive away from you.

Two year ago

“I’m just saying that it’s stupid that I have to go with you to this party when you know your co-worker gives me the creeps.” You tell your cousin Mark, who as always asked you last minute to accompany him to his work party.

“He’s not creepy. He just really likes you.” Mark chuckles, low-key knowing what you mean.

“Seriously? He talks about feet Mark. Feet! Who talks about feet out of all subjects in the world?”

“Well I guess now we know he has a foot fetish.”

You shove him as you walk out of his apartment into his car making him laugh uncontrollably. “That’s disgusting. You’re really enjoying this aren’t you?” All you get in response is his laugh. “You owe me big time jerk.”

You arrive to the hotel lobby where the party is being held, and immediately grab a glass of champagne. You follow behind Mark as he walks through bodies of people saying hello to them. You finally spot Mark’s six-foot human best friend talking to someone whose back faces you. As you get closer to Johnny, his precious smile grows bigger and bigger.

“Mark! You’re finally here dude. Hi Y/N.” He engulfs you into an embrace as you hug him back. “Oh, before I get too drunk, let me introduce you guys to someone. This is my cousin who just moved here a couple of months ago.” He pats the man next to him as he turns around.

“Mark, Y/N, this is Jaehyun. Jaehyun, these are my coolest friends.”

You swear you stop breathing because how is he in front of you after all these years? There he is, your ex best friend and the first man you loved, Jeong Jaehyun. If he looked surprise to see you, he didn’t show it. Then again Jaehyun is good at masking his emotions. He extends a hand out for Mark to shake, while his eyes are lock onto yours. You see his lips moving, but can’t hear anything at all. All you know is you need to get out of here now.

“Dumbass, he’s talking to you.” Mark elbows you hard on your side making you come back to reality.

Instantly, you reach out your hand to shake his. The familiar warmth of his big hands and slender fingers embrace you. It felt like you were home again in the comfort of Jaehyun’s presence.

“Nice to meet you Jaehyun.” You finally say. His eyes widen a little at your words. He figured he’d play along with your game for right now.

The rest of the night, you do your best to avoid talking to him especially being anywhere close to him. No matter what you did though, he was always right next to you and trying to engage in your conversations. You couldn’t handle it anymore and excused yourself to get a breath of fresh air. You somehow knowingly knew he would follow you out.

The night air is chilly and makes you wrap your arms around yourself for warmth. You look up at the night sky and see the twinkling stars shining brightly. Jaehyun approaches you and looks up at the sky as well.

“It’s a beautiful night isn’t it?” he says quietly. All you could do is hum in response.

A short silence takes over before, “I remember when we were ten, we used to lay in the grass and wait for a shooting star so we could make a wish. Then we would freeze our asses off because we never thought to bring a blanket with us. I also remember when –“

“What are you doing here?” you say turning to him. Jaehyun shut up and looks directly at you taken a back.

“I’m here as Johnny’s plus one.” He smirks trying to lift the mood.

“I mean what are you doing in the same city as me?”

He gulp, he couldn’t directly say that he talked to your parents and wondered where you relocated to. Instead he shrugs, “I had a job promotion out here and couldn’t turn it down. It just a coincidence that we live in the same city.” That part is true, because even though he knew what city you lived in, he didn’t think he would ever run into you. Yet, here you are in front of him.

“How have you been?” he dares to ask.

You hate how your body gives in and give him a response. “Good, how are you?”

“Good, but I could be doing better.” He boldly states.

Your mind races of what he could mean by that. You’d ask him, but you didn’t have it in yourself to do it.

Another silence takes over and you both can’t stand this tension between you two. Things used to be so easy as conversations just kept on going, but now, it’s like you’re walking on eggshells.

“I miss you.” he finally admits.

You look into his eyes and find them sincere with a mixture of hurt and regret. “Can we talk –“

“What is there to talk about Jaehyun? I’m pretty sure we said everything we needed to say that day.” you say coldly. Defense is the only way you can protect your heart, especially seeing how handsome he’s gotten over the years.

“You may have, but I haven’t. Please Y/N.”

“I don’t want to hear it Jaehyun. What’s in the past is in the past and I’d like to move forward.” That’s a lie. You want to hear what he has to say, but you really need to protect your heart.

“Okay.” He shakes his head, “How about a fresh start then?” he suggested.

He furrow your eyebrows together, not understanding him. “What do you mean?”

“You said the past is in the past and you’d like to move forward, so why don’t we do that. Mark and Johnny are practically brothers and attach to the hip, so it wouldn’t make sense why we couldn’t be civil around them. Plus from what I gather, they don’t know that we know each other.”

You mull over his words and it does make sense to be civil with each other since Mark and Johnny are planning of going to brunch this weekend. “I guess you’re right, but don’t think that just because we may talk, doesn’t mean that we’re good.” You tell him pointedly.

Jaehyun gives you his famous dimple smile and you couldn’t help but feel the warmth in your heart returning.

"Fine by me."

One year ago.

Time works in funny ways because ever since that night of “starting over” you and Jaehyun end up being attach to the hip once again. Who knew after a year and a cold shoulder start from you, you would be in his apartment having a movie night of High School Musical. Yeah, even at the age of 28 you both are still watching Disney movies.

“Hey Gabriella, can I have this dance?” Jaehyun asks you getting into character as Troy Bolton. You couldn’t help but laugh and take his hand to dance with him and sing along.

After movie night, you decide to head out for a late night dinner take-out at your favorite restaurant. Little did either of you know this would be a turning point in your new friendship. As you walk around the city nightlife, you couldn’t help but feel somewhat at ease. The night is a little chilly and Jaehyun takes off his jacket and wraps it around you.

“You’re going to get cold Jae.” You try to take off his jacket to give it back, but damn him and his strength.

“It’s okay. I’d rather get sick than have to be the one to watch you sneeze and cough up a storm.” He jokes. You lightly push into him as he grabs your shoulders to keep you beside him.

“Actually I have something to say.” He says quietly as you stop in front of a lake fountain. Jaehyun can practically hear his heart beat out of his chest from the nerves catching up. So this is what you must have felt like that night.

“You’re lowkey an alien?” you joke.

“Ha. Everyone knows I am. Wonder why I always space out.” He smirks. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes.

Jaehyun exhales deeply and looks into your eyes. “I don’t know exactly how to say this, but I’m just going to say it. I like you – no, scratch that. I love you Y/N. I always have ever since we were kids and I know we agreed on starting over our friendship, but truth is you make me crazy.”

You blink a couple of times to make sure this isn’t a dream.

“When you told me you liked me, I couldn’t accept it because I was in denial about my own feelings. Ever since you walked away, I’ve tried to list out reasons why we could never work and in the end it was because I was scared. Scared because you’re my best friend and the only person who knows all my secrets and fears. I didn’t want to jeopardize that especially when I knew I was lying to myself. You could always see through my bullshit when everybody else went along with it.”

“In the years you’ve been gone, I’ve tried to convince myself it was for the best, that you deserve someone better than me, but I was wrong. If there was a song on the radio, it would remind me of our car karaokes. If there was a meme, I wanted to send it to you and we laugh about it together. If there was a song recommendation, I wanted to add it to your playlist. If I was in a crowded room, I wanted you to be next to me. I know I hurt you and I hate myself for doing that. I was stupid and immature before, but I’m not that guy anymore.”

“Jaehyun –“

“Please let me finish. The night we met again, I lied to you about being in the same city as you. Truth is, ever since you moved states in college, I always talked to your parents and brother because I just wanted to have a little bit of you still in my life even if I wasn’t in yours. Never did I think in a million years that we’d see each other at a work party as our cousin’s plus one. The past year has been amazing and I’ve never felt this happy since forever. I know what I want now and I know I just can’t pour all this out and expect you to be okay with it, especially the possibility that you may not even have feelings for me anymore and –“

“You’re ranting Jae.” You smile at him trying to contain your laughter.

Jaehyun chuckles and puts a hand behind his nape, “Sorry.” He puts his hand down and looks at you once more, “What I’m saying is, I’m willing to make it work because truth of the matter is, I’ve realized a lot of things and one of them is how I'm madly deeply in love with you.”

You stand there trying to form words, but nothing comes out. Jaehyun starts to think you really don’t have feelings for him anymore with how long it’s taking you to give him an answer.

“Y/N, please say something. If you don’t have feelings anymore, then I understand and I –“

“I love you.”

“will just leave – wait what?”

You laugh and wrap your arms around his neck as Jaehyun wraps his arms around your waist. “I said I love you. I’ve tried to fight it all these years especially after our goodbye, but I just couldn’t. You’re the only man I love and the only one I want to be with.”

“Really?”

“Unfortunately so, you dork.” You laugh as he picks you up and twirls you around. Once you’re back on your feet you couldn’t help but pull him down to kiss him. Kissing him felt like fireworks exploding everywhere.

Present

Throwing a party is always hectic, especially when are you five months pregnant. You look around the room for your fiancé, but he was nowhere to be found. You decide to check the back porch in case he was there and behold, there he is with his friends and your nephew on his lap. You were about to approach him when you heard Doyoung ask him how did he know you were the one.

“Honestly, it took me a while to realize it, but I think I’ve always known she was the one. When we were growing up, I never thought of her differently other than she’s my best friend and we do everything together. Then when we were in college, things changed for her. She confessed to me she liked me, but being an immature jerk back then, I rejected her.”

“You rejected auntie?” your nephew asks with his cute little pout.

Jaehyun chuckles, “Yeah, how foolish of me right.” He gives your nephew a tight squeeze. “When she left, I thought I would be okay because friendships can be started anywhere, but as days turn into weeks into months, I started to realize that I couldn’t stand the thought of going through life without her. She was my everything and knew every little thing about me. She loved me for me and not just the jock who played on the varsity basketball team.”

Jaehyun sighs, probably to add a bit of dramatic in his storytelling. “It was when I went on a date with a girl I met and everything that night just reminded me of her. The girl ordered spaghetti, but only took four bites. I remember thinking Y/N would be chowing that down like nobody’s business.” Everyone laughs including you. He wasn’t wrong. You do not mess around when it comes to food.

“I promised myself that night that I would find her, no matter what, even if she had a boyfriend or husband or a kid or didn’t want anything to do with me, that I would try to win her back into my life. Of course, that was much easier said than done, but if it wasn’t for Johnny’s work party he dragged me to or Mark dragging her, then I wouldn’t have been able to reconnect with the love of my life.”

You didn’t realize you were crying until your nephew walks up to you to hold your hand. “Don’t cry auntie. The baby is going to be sad too.” He said as he points to your belly.

“These are happy tears baby.” You say to both your unborn child and nephew.

The boys turn around and you could only see Jaehyun. You still can’t believe that he is yours and the life you two are building together. He gets up from the chair and walks over to you. His arm around your lower back as you lean into him, eyes getting ready to start their stream again.

“She fell for me first, but I fell harder in love with her and I will always fall deeper and deeper.” He gives you a kiss on top of your head as the boys whoop, whistle, and clap. Some even muttering, “That’s some real love shit right there. Straight out of a damn movie.”

“Not just any movie. A Disney movie.” Johnny says.

Everybody nods along in agreement.

You look up at your fiancé and you couldn’t be any more happier, “I love you.”

“And I love you for all eternity.”  

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Enough

Chuck Taylor X Fem reader (Chuck is referred to as Dustin)

You taught me how to love, I was broken, shattered into a million pieces and you put me back together. I don’t want to be with anyone else but you. You are enough, more than enough.  

Word count: 2215

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Every now and then I would get asked why I married Chuck Taylor? What was it that I saw in him? How was I still with him? The internet was a ruthless place, I would see the comments, people were always shocked to find out that not only Dustin and I were married but we shared a son. People would say that I deserved better, that it was a miracle that he pulled someone like me and I hated it. Everytime someone said he was undeserving of my love it honestly broke me. 

I know for a fact that Dustin saw what was being said of him online, and as much as he pretended it didn’t bother him I knew it did, because I knew it bothered me.

Today was All In, in London. Dustin and I decided to take our son Damian along for the ride, wanting him to experience the historical event. We flew straight from dynamite to London, arriving a few days before the event in order to prepare. On the card Dustin would be a part of the stadium stampede and I would be defending my AEW women’s world championship in four way. Before the show I did a press conference, talking about the difference between the first All In all those years ago and now. 

***** 

“So, Y/n. You will be defending your AEW Women’s championship in a fatal four way. How is today different from the first All In all those years ago?” A reporter asked me. 

“Well, something that is different is that I have a kid now” I told the reporter truthfully 

“Um, well, I have been honored to be a part of the ever growing womens division in AEW. Kenny, Matt, Nick and I had this vision back in Japan to create our own wrestling promotion and to see what it is today is something I would have never believed if you told me five years ago” 

“As you said, something that is different is that you have a kid now. How do you balance being a mother and a wrestler?” 

“It’s difficult, especially since we are traveling more now that everything has opened back up. In all honesty it’s not too bad, some shows I will bring my son with me but other times he’s staying with my parents or someone. It’s like you said balance, when I’m gone for weeks at a time then I would bring him, where as if it were a few days I probably wouldn't” 

“ How do you feel about your match tonight? Walking in ready to face three other opponents has your chances of winning smaller.” 

  “Well for starters I don’t think that this being a four way puts me at a higher chance of losing. Statistically speaking I have a good track record with these kinds of matches. If you look back at the first All In I successfully defended my ROH Women's championship in a fatal four way. One of which was Britt Baker. I will be going into this match like I do all my other matches, cool, calm and collected. Although this is a huge match and I have a lot of pressure on me, it’s nothing I haven’t felt before.” 

“One last question Y/n  your husband will be a part of the stadium stampede match, what are your thoughts on the match?”

“I personally love a good bloody brawl.  Anarchy in the arena, stadium stampede, blood and guts, they are my favorite. I know Mox is going to do some insane things and I’ll be on the edge of my seat watching this amazing murder scene unfold before my eyes. That being said, as much as I adore the Blackpool Combat Club I will be on the side of Best Friends tonight. I know people think that Best Friends are all hugs and rainbows but I think they have proved time and time again that they have a dark side. The parking lot brawl being a perfect example, Chuck and Trent have bathed in their own blood before and can be just as ruthless as the BCC. I do hope, for the sake of my mind, that I have my match before theirs so I can watch it and not stress about my match. Regardless it’s going to be a great match and I hope nobody gets hurt too bad” 

**** 

Soon it was the final hours before we went on air and for once I began to grow nervous. Not nervous about my match but Dustins. This wasn’t anything new, Dustin has had bloody brawls in the past but something about this one felt different. 

“How ya feeling Champ?” I didn’t even hear Dustin enter the room. I only noticed him when he wrapped his arms around my waist, hugging me from behind. 

“Nervous” I replied 

“How so?” Dustin asked

“Not sure, I know my match and I’m genuinely really happy that Saraya is going to get her moment and all but…” 

“But what?” 

“I’m more nervous for you” I told Dustin before turning around so I could bury my face in his chest, holding him in a tight embrace 

“Why are you nervous for me doll? It’s nothing I haven’t done a dozen times over?” 

Truthfully I didn’t know why I was so nervous, the match itself didn’t worry me too much but it was what came after. This would be a bloodbath and right now I was questioning that bringing Damian along was a good idea. Did I really want him to witness his father bloodied and bruised? Imagine trying to explain that to a 3 year old. 

“I know, but I just have this feeling. It’s hard to explain, I just have this gut feeling that somethings going down tonight. I’m not necessarily talking about you, Dusty,  but in general I just have this feeling” 

***

Well boy was that feeling right. Other than the backstage beef that went down, as I expected I knew the people would talk. Dustin’s match went great, no bad falls, no stitches needed but for some reason no matter how good the match was you would always have those negative people. 

I returned to the hotel around 1am, exhausted. All I wanted to do was have a hot shower and sleep. Although Dustin and I both washed up at the arena after our matches you still are left feeling a bit gross. That final shower before bed calming your burning muscles. 

As Dustin was In the shower I put Damian to bed, just then I got a text on my phone. 

I looked and saw a message from Matt. Looking at the text I noticed it was just a link to which I clicked and ended up on a chain of tweets. 

I guess an old image resurfaced of me and an ex boyfriend of mine. I read the messages and they all said the same thing. “Y/n should have stayed with him” “They were perfect together” “She settled for Chuck” just to name a few. 

Looking back at the image I could feel the tears start to form in my eyes. That Ex boyfriend of mine was none other than Tyler Black. Tyler and I had been together when we were teenagers. We were dumb kids trying to make it in the industry. The people loved us not only as our characters but as us as a couple, the thing was all of that quick fame can get to your head. Yet we never broke up, that was until I found out he had been cheating on me for months. I remember when I found out, oddly enough it was Chuck Taylor himself and Dalton Castle who told me about it. But that was years and years ago, since then so much had changed. 

Dustin and I got together later on in 2009 when he debuted in Pro Wrestling Guerrilla. I fell in love with him 14 years ago so why is it now that all of a sudden people have a problem with it? 

My brain just couldn't seem to comprehend it. Yeah of course people change, everyone has changed, in 14 years we have both changed. Physically that is, through it all Dustin still had that sense of humor and smile that would light up a room. 

Just then I heard the shower turn off. I quickly hid my phone pretending like nothing happened. 

I then quickly grabbed my things and headed for a shower, Dustin could tell something was up I knew he did. “Is everything alright? You seem on edge” He asked, blocking me from entering the washroom to escape. “yeah , everything is fine, I’m just tired that’s all” I responded. Dustin knew I was lying straight to his face but decided to leave it. 

***

The hot water felt perfect against my sore muscles, that match was definitely a brawl. Although I lost I was happy Saraya won. I remember when she got injured all those years ago, being able to help her get back in the ring after seeing what had happened made me happy. During the match I did not get pinned, Toni did which meant that I would get my rematch at some point and who knows maybe become a 2-time champion? 

After I noticed the tips of my fingers becoming a bit pruney I got out, wrapping myself in a fluffy towel and finishing getting ready for bed. 

When I returned, I saw Dustin under the covers, scrolling on his phone. 

“Whatcha looking at?” I asked, as I jumped on top of the bed, joining him under the warm covers

“Nothing” He said, trying to hide the screen 

“Okay then” 

“By the way Matt was texting you when you were in the shower” 

Shit, do you think he saw the texts from Matt? Looking at my phone I saw more messages from Matt. ‘What is wrong with people’, ‘I can’t believe this is still going on’, ‘I’m sorry that you have to deal with this Y/n’ 

I only now realized the sad look on Dustin’s face, he definitely saw them. 

“What’s wrong honey?” I asked in a gentle tone, being cautious  of my next words

No response

“You know you can tell me anything right? Whatever it is that’s bothering you, I can help you”   I hated seeing him down like this. Tonight was supposed to be a night of celebration, not pity. 

“Can I ask you something?” Dustin asked, with a sad puppy dog look in his eyes 

“Of course, anything” 

“Why do you love me? Why are you still with me when you could be with someone else. They can treat you better, what about Matt, you should be with someone like him but your stuck with me” 

His words felt like daggers, it killed me. 

“Well, I love you for many different reasons Dusty. You are kind, loving, you're really funny, I love everything about you. I think you forget just how long we have been together. You have been with me through everything. You were there when I got signed to New Japan, you were there when I founded bullet club. I remember how scared I was to move to Japan by myself, you were there for me, supporting me through it all even on the other side of the world. You are always so supportive of me and my crazy ideas. Heck, you believed in me when I said I wanted to start my own wrestling company. Do you know how ridiculous that sounds?” 

“14 years is a long time” 

“It sure is, and I wouldn't trade any of it. You are always looking out for me, protecting me, without you I would probably be in some Psych ward trying to get clean or let’s be honest dead. Do you remember that you saved my life, quite literally. You never once judged me for my problems, instead you helped me through them, every single one. You taught me how to love, I was broken, shattered into a million pieces and you put me back together. I don’t want to be with anyone else but you Dustin. I love you so much.” 

“I love you too Y/n” 

“Just look at us, sure yeah we have changed but to loved is to be changed. We have a son, I never wanted kids before you changed my mind. We have accomplished so much together. I love you for you, always have, always will. So stop reading that stupid stuff online, it doesn’t matter what they say. You are enough, don’t you ever forget it” 

“Even if I’m fat now?” asked laughing to lighten the mood

“Shut the hell up boy, you are not and plus I love me a dad bod” I said laughing 

“Thank you Y/n, sometimes I just need that reassurance” Dustin said as he shifted in the bed, laying his head on my lap. 

“Anything for you my love. I will always love you” 

“Always?” 

“Always” 

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[10:34 PM] note : Fighting [verbal] , I swore 3 times.

“What happened to our ‘forever’, Sungchan?!” You yelled out, unable to control any more of the fury boiling up inside you. 

An hour had passed, but the argument continued to escalate showing no signs of stopping. 

It didn’t start as serious; when Sungchan invited you to hang out with him and his roommate Chenle, you were more than excited to finally spend time with your beloved boyfriend. The last thing you had in mind was to be standing in his bedroom with such a tense atmosphere. 

University had caught up to you and you needed a well-deserved break from everything that was happening, and Sungchan could say the same. Things might have been a little bit easier for the both of you if you had been going to the same universities, but you were attending a university which was hours away from his. In all honesty, Sungchan was trying his best to give you time by sending you ‘good morning’ and ‘good night’ texts every day or trying to call you whenever he got the time, but it just wasn’t the same as being physically together. Naturally, the frustrations had to manifest in some form. 

Sungchan had never been one of the people who got angry over a slight disagreement. He understood that everyone had their own opinions and he respected that, especially when it came to you. Even if you said the sky was green, he would laugh and completely agree. Alas, stress can take over the best of us. 

Poor Chenle was hiding in the living room. He could hear every word coming from the bedroom’s direction but he didn't want to come between the two of you. Of course, he wanted to stop you, but it was just too confusing for him. What would he even say? It’s not like either of you would listen to him and stop fighting. So, all that he could do for now, was to pray for the fuss to end. 

“Y/n, please stop being so impossible!” Sungchan sighed in frustration, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

“Me?? I’m the one being impossible? Jung Sungchan, do you even hear yourself?” You asked him bitterly.

“I’m trying, okay? I’m trying my best to keep in touch with you. I’m trying my best to make up for the time we don’t get to spend together. I’m trying to make this relationship work, even though I barely have enough time to breathe. I’m trying to balance this relationship so it doesn’t end up going very wrong!” His words slipped out of his mouth before he could even think about them.

“Oh, so is this relationship just a burden to you?” You could feel your heart throbbing in your head, your mouth going completely dry at the thought of where all of this was heading.

 “N-no, Y/n– that’s not what I meant–” His stomach did several flips when he heard what you said. 

He tried to step closer to you but you only inched back, tears threatening to spill out. 

“No Sungchan, I think you’re right–” You said in a hushed tone, as a tear rolled down your cheek, “I– I think we need a break.” 

The sentence which left your mouth shattered his heart into a million pieces as if someone had slammed a hammer against a mirror. And with the knowledge that you deeply loathed crying in front of people, he realised that he had fucked up. Badly. The silence that followed was deafening.

“Y-you don’t mean that, right?” His voice trembled, filled with disbelief. He did hope that you didn’t mean the sentence that was tormenting his ears. He could hear it repeating over and over in his head, each time breaking his heart even more.

You didn’t answer. Tears continued to trail their way down your face as you looked at him with guilt. Maybe you had gone overboard. Maybe this was just stupid. Maybe you didn’t have any reason to fight. Maybe… You were wrong. 

But before you could take your statement back, you heard Sungchan sniffle. 

Wait– Fuck, did I make Sungchan cry?

“I-I’m sorry Sungchan I didn’t–'' Yet, before you could finish your sentence, Sungchan wrapped his arms around you, engulfing you in a much-needed hug. 

“P-Please don’t leave, “ he sobbed against your shoulder, “I d-don’t want to l-lose you.”

Guilt took over you. Of course, you had been frustrated, but you should’ve also thought about him. He was right, he had been trying. You were the one who had been lacking the effort.

“No-no, I’m sorry… I shouldn't have been so s-selfish. You had been trying. Oh my God, I’m so fucking stupid- I’m s-sorry.” 

All he did was tighten his hold around you to pull you closer than ever as if you’d leave the second he let go of you. 

Both of you felt extremely stupid, dragging out such a little thing and making it such a big mess. The tense air started to subside as you both stood there feeling each other’s touch, making up for the prior events. 

He finally let go after a while, still keeping you right in front of him, so close he could feel the warmth radiating from you. He took one of your hands in his, as the other reached out to wipe away the tear streaks on your face. 

“Let’s never do this again, babe. I don’t want to see you go. Ever.” he sniffled for the last time.

“Don’t worry, love. I’m never leaving your side.” You said bumping your nose against his, making him smile a little. 

Outside the bedroom door, stood a very relieved Chenle, plotting about when he would clown his best friend for crying over his girlfriend. 

Title : [10:34 PM] || Word count: 957 || Genre: Angst, but fluff in the end || Pairing: Sungchan x Fem!Reader [ft. Chenle] || Thank you @tyuniiz for beta reading this mess ily <3

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[2012wannabe]

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wc: 1658

cw: f!reader x abusive bf, physical/emotional abuse, Abby takes care of reader

an: tbh I don’t really like this nor do I have a title. I might add some pics like I usually do later but all in all not that great 🥴🥴 if y’all have feedback or a title feel free to lmk

Notes for my fanfiction

“Hey- what’s that on your neck?” Abby asked. Your mind flailed for something to say, you weren’t expecting her to show up at your door.

“It’s nothing. What happened? Did someone drop out of night patrol?”

“That’s unimportant now. It looks like you have bruises on your neck.”

“Just from fighting.” Please buy it, please buy it. Abby’s eyes narrowed.

“You don’t look so good, can I just check it?” You swallowed and let her in, hands shaking slightly.

“It’s all good I promise.” Abby moved the cloth of your sweater to reveal more bruising forming handprints.

“Fuck you have literal hand prints on your neck, why didn’t you go to the infirmary for this?”

“It’s nothing.” You said weakly.

“Did someone hurt you?”

“No.” Your brain was spiraling, the stress, sleep deprivation, and your injury all starting to compound at once.

“If it was infected, why didn’t you just go get it checked out? No one would have questioned it, but you hid it.” Abby pressed, her worry growing.

“He didn’t mean it, okay!” You snapped. Oh fuck.

“He didn’t mean it?” She said incredulously, immediately figuring out who ‘he’ was. Her heart was in her shoes and she fought the urge to just scoop you up in her arms.

“Yeah, we’re fine now.”

“Fine? Have you seen yourself?”

“Yup.” You said weakly.

“At least let me look at it, get you ice and pain meds.”

“Ok.” You sighed. Abby examined the bruising,

“When did this happen?”

“Last night.”

“I can tell. Let me get some stuff, don’t leave.” You trembled as she left, wanting to cry. She returned just as quick as she left, applying ice to the worst of the bruises.

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it, now tell me about this person who left those marks on your neck.”

“I think you know.”

“Yeah, I do. But I’m asking anyway. Why are you still with him?”

“He’s fine, it was my fault anyway. I’m trying to be better.”

“It’s not your fault!” Abby said raising her voice suddenly. You flinched causing her heart to drop even more. Muttering an apology, she continued.

“He’s been putting you through hell and here you are trying to be better for him. He doesn’t deserve you.” You stuttered and searched for words but could only come up with a pathetic sounding,

“Really?”

“Yes, really. So please stop blaming yourself for his actions. They are all on him.”

“He always says it my fault.”

“And that’s what he wants you to believe. Because deep down inside he knows he messed up big time.” You blushed and muttered a thanks feeling embarrassed. She fixed your hair behind your ear and gently held your face.

“He hurt you, and he needs to pay for that.” Abby said sweetly.

“Can you stay with me a little bit?”

“Of course.” She said, looking at you love with overwhelming love in her eyes. Abby loved you with her whole heart and soul and though she would never admit it she despised your boyfriend and achingly wished it was her you were with. She kept her feelings to herself because she valued your friendship too much and seeing what he did to you just made her heart shatter into a million pieces. She knew she couldn’t make you leave him, that that had to be a decision you made on your own but she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to be holding your hand every step of the way. You reached forward and hugged her, sinking into her embrace.

“I’ll take care of you today, okay.” Abby said sweetly. You nodded.

“I don’t deserve your kindness.” You said softly and quietly.

“Oh honey, you deserve more. But seriously, you need to leave him. And if there’s anything at all you need help with, I’ll help you. Just let me know okay?” You nodded and thanked her.

“It’s nothing really, you should go lay down and rest.” Abby said.

“He’s going to be back from his assignment soon, can I stay the night with you?” You said, biting your lip.

“Absolutely.” Abby said. She brought you back to her room and showed you where everything was. You started to walk toward her bedroom but stopped to say,

“This might sound dumb but can you lay with me?” You asked with your head down. Your mind chastised you for wanting affection, being so needy as to ask. But Abby wasn’t like him.

“Of course, whatever you need.” She said following you into bed. Slipping off her shoes, she laid next you hooking her strong arm around your waist and holding you close. Using her other hand, Abby stroked your hair and admired you. You looked so peaceful sleeping. It wasn’t long before you both drifted to sleep.

When morning came, Abby awoke to an empty bed and worry started to form in her chest. She looked around for you and her heart dropped again when she realized you must have gone back to where you and your boyfriend lived.

Approaching your door, she winced hearing him yell through the door. Raising her hand to bang on the door she braced herself for what was going on behind the door. You opened the door and her heart broke again. You were disheveled and quite frankly looked like you were about to cry.

“Are you okay? What happened?”

“I just didn’t want him to worry when he came home to an empty room. He’s a little upset right now but it’ll be okay.” Abby knew it wouldn’t be okay and forced herself through the doorway. One of the perks of being Issac’s right hand man, no one wanted to fuck with you. He approached the both of you and asked,

“Hey Abby. What’s going on?”

“Nothing… I just wanted to check on the both of you.” His features morphed into a confused expression and you could immediately tell what he was thinking.

“Well everything is fine.” He said grabbing you by your side, pretending you didn’t wince when he did so.

“Do you mind if I grab her for a bit? Just need some help downstairs. Got a few people at the wall.” She lied. There were people at the wall but getting you out was her priority. He looked like he wanted to decline but he couldn’t say no so he reluctantly let you go. Leaving down the hall going into her room she said,

“Did he hit you again? You winced when he grabbed your side.” You looked down to avoid her eyes and she said,

“I think you know what I’m going to say.”

“I don’t know, it’s just a lot and I really do care about him.”

“He tried to strangle you. What if he didn’t stop and he killed you?

“I want to say he would never do that but I can’t. He was always so kind to me, you know? And then all of a sudden he wasn’t. He started to yell at me, and then he started to hit me. I tried talking to him about it but he won’t stop.”

“You realize that that’s abuse right?”

“Yeah but-“

“There are no buts.” Abby said trying to contain her anger. You deserved so much better than that disgusting man.

“But he says he loves me and that I mean the world to him. I can’t give that up.”

“Would you hit someone you love?” She asked.

“Well,” you tried to respond.

“Would you?”

“No.” You said quietly.

“You’re going to have to break up with him then.” She said firmly.

“What if I love him?”

“Do you want to spend the rest of your life with someone who hurts you?”

“No.” You say, your voice getting even smaller.

“Then you know what you need to do. You deserve someone who’ll never even think about putting their hands on you. Never ever.” You smiled a small smile and let your hand interlock with hers.

“I’ll make sure you’ll never see him again, okay?”

“Thank you Abs.”

“Always. Is it okay if I get Mel or Nora for your side?”

“Mel, please.” You said, sitting on her couch.

“Okay.” Abby turned to leave but you stopped her suddenly.

“What happened?”

“Can I show you something?” You said suddenly getting very nervous and picking at the skin on your thumb.

“Yeah, of course.” You nod and start to take off your pants to reveal horrendously dark bruising on your legs going up to your crotch with cuts littering the space. Abby gasped and was so horrified she could cry.

“Oh my god…” You looked down.

“Hey, it’s okay. We’ll get you all the help you need, okay?” Before you can respond, there is a knock on the door and you jump. You scramble to decide whether to show Mel or not but the look on Abby’s face gives you your answer. You go to talk but you just burst into tears uncontrollably. You slump on the couch and hide your face as she lets Mel in. You look up at Abby and Mel and Mel’s jaw just drops looking at you. You start to cry again as Mel starts to work on your wounds and Abby holds your hand the entire time.

“What happened to her?” Mel asks going to get more supplies. Abby explains and Mel’s face drops. Mel continues to treat your injuries and Abby stays by your side the entire time. When Mel eventually leaves, you and Abby sit in silence for a bit.

“You okay?”

“I will be.” You say as Abby gives you a comforting hug.

“I’m gonna break up with him.” You whisper in her ear still hugging her muscular body.

“I’m so fucking proud of you.”

“Thank you. So much. For everything.”

“Still it’s nothing. I love you.” You smile.

“I love you too.” She releases you from her embrace and asks,

“Want to stay here again tonight?”

“Please.”

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DIABOLIK LOVERS LOST EDEN Imajin Webshop Tokuten Drama CD “Goldfish Paradise: The Disaster of the Magic Goldfish” Part 2

Original title: ゴールドフィッシュパラダイス★魔金魚の災い」後篇

Source: Diabolik Lovers LOST EDEN Imajin Webshop Tokuten Drama CD

Audio: Here

Seiyuu: Hirakawa Daisuke, Tatsuhisa Suzuki & Tomoaki Maeno

Translator’s note: I honestly felt so bad for Yuma throughout most of this CD. The poor guy was so serious and genuine about the competition, but he’s over there with barely any fish biting while the two guys just fucking around are getting one after the other. Sometimes it’d be like that in life though. The Magic Goldfish showing up was so random though, but tokuten CDs are known for being quite chaotic and unpredictable, so I can’t complain. 

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Laito: Aha~ Seems like the strawberry flavored ones are more effective than the lemon ones. They just keep on coming!

Kino: Honestly, fishing is proving to be quite the effective strategy to vent off any pent-up stress. 

Laito: Kino-kun! How many do you have so far? 

Kino: Good question. I haven’t been counting, but I’m pretty sure I’ve got at least more than twenty right now. At this rate, I’ll easily win this thing. …So, how many has Mr. Big Talk caught so far~? 

Yuma: Only…three. 

Laito: Eeh~? I can’t believe you’ve only caught three when a whole thirty minutes has passed already~ 

Yuma: Shut up! …Fuck! At this rate, these fuckers will run away with my prize money! I have to avoid that at all costs…!!

Laito: You say that, but I can’t picture you walking around with any sweets on you, so what will you use as bait? 

Yuma: Actually…I do have somethin’ sweet on me…

Laito: Eh? Really? 

*Rustle* 

Yuma: This thing from the packed lunch Ruki made me take with meー It’s sweet, isn’t it? 

Kino: Eh? What’s that? Could it be…warabi mochi? (1) 

Laito: Pfftー! Geez, Yuma~ I can’t believe you’ve got warabi mochi in your packed lunch. Talk about lame!

Yuma: S-Shut up! Ruki’s been really into traditional Japanese cuisine as of late, includin’ sweets and such as well…It’s not like I’m the one who asked him to put that shit in there!

Kino: I don’t really care about the backstory but…I doubt any fish will want a bite of that. Well, I’ll watch closely as all of your hopes shatter into a million pieces, so go ahead and use it. 

Yuma: Fuck off! Run yer mouth all ya want!

*Plop* 

Laito: Nfu~ You’re not getting a bite at all. 

Kino: I don’t even see any ripples in the water. I guess these fish aren’t particularly fond of sweets. 

Yuma: Why…!? Come on, can’t some random-ass miracle happen to me as well!? 

Laito: I can’t believe he’s trying to threaten these goldfish…Fufu, how embarrassing. 

Kino: Haha! This is painful to watch. Honestly, I feel for the guy. 

*Ding ding ding* 

Kino: Woah there, seems like now isn’t the time to be distracted by some guy trying to pray to the God of all Goldfish. I suppose it’s time for the final spurt to victory!

Laito: I shall do that too~ Actually, fishing is surprisingly easy, don’t you think? 

Yuma: Ya bastards…Ya really think ya can just say whatever ya want, huh? Hah! Just watch me! The true battle starts now!

*Rustle rustle* 

Laito: Oh~? What are you going to use as bait next? A rice cake filled with red bean paste, perhaps? 

Yuma: Hell nah! I’m bringin’ out the big guns this time! Imma throw in Sugar-chan! This one’s special, straight from the Demon World as well so it should be super effective! 

*Plop*

Yuma: Oh come on…Why won’t any of these fuckers bite!? 

Laito: You know…Maybe it doesn’t work on regular animals because it’s a product from the Demon World? 

Kino: I mean…using a sugar cube as bait is just bad taste, don’t you think? 

Yuma: Why didn’t ya stop me then if ya knew that!? I totally wasted it now!!

Kino: Ahー Sorry, my bad. I didn’t think you were that stupid, you wouldn’t even be able to figure out such an obvious thing. 

Yuma: Fuck…My Sugar-chan…

*Bubble bubble bubble* 

Laito: Huh? I think I saw a shadow in the water just now? 

*Bubble bubble bubble*

Kino: I think you’re right. But…It didn’t look tiny like a goldfish…

*SPLASH*

Yuma: O-Oi…What was that huge, black fin just now…? It was two meters long, at least.

Laito: I don’t know but…Since this place is called ‘Goldfish Paradise’, it must be a goldfish as well, right…? 

Kino: Haah!? No way there’s a goldfish so ridiculously big! It has to be a mistake of some sort.

*Creaak* 

Laito: Hey! Something’s tugging strongly onto Yuma’s rod! Could it be that he has that monstrous Goldfish from earlier on the hook!? 

Kino: I’m pretty sure he does. Since it went for the sugar cube from the Demon World…Perhaps it’s a goldfish native to that world as well? 

Yuma: Haah!? And what is that monster doin’ inside this run-down-the-mill fishin’ pond!? Ugh…

Laito: Don’t tell me…Could this place be connected to the Demon World somehow? …Anyway, now that you’ve got it on the hook, you better do something about it!

Yuma tries to reel in the goldfish. 

Yuma: That’s…easier than said…It’s seriously strong…I’m pretty sure I’ll end up in the water with it if I dare loosen my grip for even a split second…!

Kino: Hah…? I mean, can’t you hurry up and either reel it in or let it pull you in instead. That’ll fix the problem, right?

Yuma: Ugh…What do you mean…let it pull me in…!? We’re talkin’ ‘bout a freakin’ monster over here!

Laito: I doubt one sugar cube is enough to satisfy something of such a size! But if it gobbles you up whole, it might just still its hunger for now!

Yuma: Fuck off…! But seriously, it’s no joke how strong this thing is! Damnit…Oi! Help me out!!

Kino: Haah…?

Yuma: I can’t do this on my own, but if we combine our forces, we might just be able to reel it in! Now quit yappin’ and grab hold of my fishin’ rod! 

Laito: Eeh!? Ah, god, guess I have no other choice!

Kino: And why exactly should I get close to this sweaty, smelly guy? I can’t believe this. 

*Rustle* 

Yuma: ‘Kay, don’t let go now, got it? We’ll pull at the count of three! Three, two…one!!

They start pulling the fish in. 

Laito, Yuma & Kino: Ughーー!

*Creaaak* 

Yuma: We’ve almost got him! Give it everythin’ you’ve got, fuckers! Aaaahーーー!

*SPLASH*

*Boing* 

Yuma: Uwah…What’s this enormous, disgustin’ thing? I guess it’s a creature from the Demon World after all…? 

Laito: I think it’s about as big as our entire manor? Also…Its stench is out of this world… (hurls) 

Kino: I believe this could be a…a Magic Goldfish like the ones at Rotigenberg. 

Yuma: Ya know ‘bout these!?

Kino: They’re infamous in the Demon World for causing disaster. Never heard of them? You’ll often see them at goldfish scooping games at festivals and such. …The only downside to them is that they have a huge appetite, causing them to quickly grow incredibly large. 

Laito: Heeh…Well, if they only grow large without much more, I guess we can just let it do its thing? 

Yuma: Yeah.

Kino: Ah, right. I forgot to mention but…Its favorite food is humans. 

Yuma: Ah…? …Which means… ーー !! This is bad…!!

The fish starts cracking its teeth. 

Laito: Uwah…This guy is ready to chow down…What are we going to do about this? 

The people in the shop start freaking out.

Yuma: Oi! Doesn’t it have a weakness or somethin’...!? 

Kino: Let me think…It’s highly resistant to fire and hitting it from the outside won’t have much effect either.

Yuma: Which means we gotta hit from the inside, huh? …Oi, Mr. Fedora! Go and get yerself swallowed by it!

Laito: Eh!? Why me!? No way! Besides, I’m not a human, so it won’t eat me, will it? 

Kino: Then why not randomly pick one of those humans running around over there to feed it? 

Yuma: You can’t do that! The competition will get canceled! 

Laito: Eh!? You still haven’t given up on taking that prize money home!? 

Yuma: ‘Course not! Not only the prize money either, but the 10 kg of salt given as a bonus prize will be mine as well!

Kino: Ah. …That’s it!

Laito: Eh? 

Kino: I’m pretty sure…salt is the Magic Goldfish’ greatest enemy…? I’ve heard that if you sprinkle it on top, it’ll shrink down just like a sea slug does. 

Laito: Then we can just use the salt over there, right? Well then, Yuma…You’re our man when it comes to physical work!

Yuma: …No.

Laito: Eh? 

Yuma: I refuse to give up the prize! That salt is mine!!

*Wriggle wriggle* 

*Thud thud* 

Laito: Uwah! Could it be…Is it reacting to the word ‘salt’...!? 

*THUD* 

Yuma: Uwah! Hey! Don’t run away towards the prize money! …Ah, fine!! I really want that salt but I guess I’ve got no other choice, I’ll do it!!

Yuma runs up to the salt. 

Yuma: Aaaaah…!!

*Rustle* 

Yuma: Take this…!!

Yuma sprinkles the salt on top of the giant goldfish. 

*Woosh* 

Laito: Wow! Amazing! It shrunk in the blink of an eye!

Kino: Haah…My amazing memory saved lives this time. 

Yuma: But the competition is completely ruined…With everythin’ thrown ‘round, we can’t even tell who caught how many goldfish…Ahー …Which means, just fuck it, right? 

Laito: Eh? What do you mean? 

Yuma: I’ll be claimin’ the prize money in return for takin’ care of the Magic Goldfish. See ya!

Yuma runs off. 

Kino: Hah!? Excuse me!? How am I supposed to pay for my microtransactions then!? 

Kino chases after him. 

*Wriggle wriggle* 

Laito: Ahー Oh well, I guess this helped me kill some time. Besides, it could be quite interesting to take this Magic Goldfish home and let it free in the bathtub. …Nfu~ With that settled, I better head home right away!

ーー THE END ーー

#diabolik lovers #dialovers #laito sakamaki #yuma mukami #kino #diabolik lovers translation #diabolik lovers drama cd #drama cd

[satinsatan420]

Down the Drain Pt.5

BACK AT IT AGAIN! I’m really enjoying writing this. I’ve had writers block for day now lmfao. I hope y’all like it 😌

TW: Fem!MC, My MC (MC!Melissa), Cussing

Lmk if I missed anything!

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Everyone was silent. All you could hear was Diavolo’s heavy breathing. "I am very disappointed in all of you." Diavolo said as he shook his head. I laid my head in Diavolos' chest as he pulled me close. I was crying. I was so confused. 

"Please. She's been jealous since the minute I got here." Ellie rolled her eyes. Barbatos shot her a deathly look, and she shrunk into her seat. "My lord, surely this mere human did not set your standards. Ellie's performance has been absolutely flawless." Lucifer says. Diavolo rolled his eyes. He leaned down into my ear and whispered. "Let's go back to the castle. You do not need any more stress today." I nodded and lifted my head.

"Simeon, Solomon. Please escort her back to the castle. I will be right behind." He smiled. They both nodded and walked towards me. Simeon wrapped his arm around mine, and Solomon did the same. It felt like a walk of shame. The looks of complete hatred shattered my heart into a million pieces. Once we were outside of the Council room doors, I started sobbing. If it wasn't for Simeon and Solomon, I would've dropped.

“Seriously, what the fuck is going on with them?” Solomon asked. Simeon shook his head. “I do not know. But something is very off here.” Simeon replies. As we walked to the castle, I felt uneasy. All I wanted to do was just sleep.

Once we got to the castle, Simeon and Solomon said their goodbyes and left. I went into one of the guest rooms and laid down. My head was pounding from all the crying, my throat was sore from the yelling, I was just done for the day. At this point, I just wanted to go back home. Diavolo and everyone were very sweet after everything with the brothers, but I just felt unwelcomed. All of the thoughts were racing through my head. Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

I wake up feeling the bed dip. I jumped up cause I was scared of who it was, forgetting I was in the castle. “Hey, it’s okay, darling. It’s just me. I wanted to come check on you earlier, but you were sleeping. How are you feeling?” Diavolo asks. I take a deep breath to calm my racing heart down. I shrugged and looked up at him. “I don’t know how to feel, honestly.” I mumbled. He pulled me into his chest and held me close. “I understand. I’m so very sorry for all of this. We will figure it out together, I promise.” He whispered as he rubbed his fingers through my hair. We sat in silence until Barbatos came and got us for dinner. 

“Why the hell did they switch up like that? One minute, they hate you, then another they love you and are worried, then they go back to being the assholes they are.” Solomon said with a mouth full of food. Barbatos had invited them for dinner. I shrugged my shoulders, and kept playing with the food on my plate. I have no appetite at all. “I believe they are being controlled by some type of magic, but I cannot put my finger on it. Someone has put a cloaking spell on whatever magic they are using.” Barbatos replied. We all shot our heads towards him in surprise. “Controlled? You think someone is using magic to make them dislike Melissa?” Simeon questions. Barbatos nodded his head. “Indeed. Something is very off, but I can feel the magic. I just can’t tell what kind of spell it is.” Diavolo smiled and looked towards Barbatos. He was up to something, I noticed his smirk. We all finished up dinner, and headed to one of the many living rooms in the castle. 

“Okay. So what you’re saying is, that even though they have a spell on them, me being hurt or something temporarily stops it? That’s confusing.” I said to Barb, rubbing my temples. “Precisely. When Lord Diavolo grabbed your waist and you winced, that is why they all stood up to protect you. The magic from the spell is very powerful, but their love for you helps break the spell temporarily.” This is all so confusing. “Wait…. Do you think it was… Ellie?” Simeon asked Barb. He thought for a second, then his eyes went wide. “Melissa, when Ellie first arrived, how did they act towards the both of you?” I furrowed my brows. “Well, everything was still normal between all of us. They kinda ignored her, they said that she was really touchy and annoying. Then after a couple of months they started spending more time with her, blowing me off. Then it just turned into them being extremely hostile towards me, like I was an inconvenience to them.” Barbatos nodded. “I believe I know a way to break this spell. My Lord, could we talk somewhere private?” Diavolo looked towards me, and smiled. “I’ll be back soon, darling. Enjoy some time with them. We’ll talk more later tonight.” I smiled back, and they both walked out of the room.

“Ha! Now give me all your money, Magic Man!” I yelled in excitement. Solomon had brought over the human monopoly, because the Devildom version was extremely dangerous for humans to play. “Come on, that’s the third time! You’re cheating!” He yelled back. Luke was sitting next to me, taking his turn. “Stop that, Solomon! She would never do that! She’s pretty much an angel!” He yells at him. Everyone started laughing. This was the first time in a while that I had actually had fun. We sat for hours playing board games, listening to music, and just talking. Luke was so excited telling me about this new recipe he learned from Barbatos to replicate one of Madam Screams cookies. Before we knew it, it was very late, and according to Simeon, way past Lukes’ bed time. “Just go ahead and head back to Purgatory hall. I promise I’ll call if something happens.” None of them wanted to leave in case something happened. It was sweet, really. I wish I would’ve been spending more time with them, Barb and Diavolo instead of being with the brothers all the time. I gave them all a hug, and they left.

It had been a few hours since Barb and Diavolo had left to talk. I figured they were busy, so I went ahead and went into the guest room. I was scrolling through Devilgram, seeing all the brothers posting pictures of them and Ellie. Even Lucifer posted a picture of them together. That’s when I knew for a fact that they were under a spell. Lucifer has rarely ever posted on there, only pictures of a few sights he took when we had gone to the human realm together. I unfollowed each of them, then put my D.D.D on the charger and laid down. After a few minutes of tossing and turning, I hear a knock on the door. “Melissa? Are you awake?” Barb asked from behind the door. “Yeah, come on in!” He opened the door and smiled. He could tell I was in a better mood after spending some time with the Purgatory Hall boys, and getting everything off of my mind.  “Lord Diavolo and I have spoken about the spell. Would you mind coming with me? Diavolo has asked for you to meet him in his room.” I nodded and got up. I put my shoes on, and started walking with him.

Barbatos didn’t say anything on our walk to Diavolo’s room, he just had a small smile on his face. Once we arrived, Barbatos let me in. “Thank you, Barbatos. You can retire for the night. I hope you rest well.” Diavolo said. Barbatos bowed, and left the room. “How are you feeling, darling?” I gave him a small smile. “I’m okay. I just think this whole situation is stupid to be honest.” I sat down on the couch in his room, and he followed behind. He wrapped his arm around the back of my neck, and I leaned into him. “Well, Barbatos and I were speaking about a way to break this spell. We figured out it was coming from Ellie. We’re not sure how she has that kind of power.” I rolled my eyes. I should’ve figured. She tried so hard to get the brothers’ attention when she first arrived. 

“I’m sorry, love. This is my fault. I shouldn’t have brought another exchange student here.” He whispered into my ear. I turned and looked at him wide eyed. He’s blaming himself for this? “Diavolo, none of this is your fault. It’s not like you knew this would happen!” I felt terrible. I never wanted any of this to happen. As much as I loved the brothers, I wish that I had never been chosen for this program. Now I’m sitting here with the future King of the Devildom, blaming himself because I was humiliated and beaten. He offered a smile, and pulled my head into his chest. We sat in silence for a while. I ran my hand up and down his arm, while he rubbed circles into my back. 

“I wanted to ask you a question.” Diavolo broke the silence. I hummed. He stopped rubbing my back, and wrapped his arms around me. “The spell was broken for a moment when the brothers thought you were hurt. The easiest way to break it, is with you.” I kinda froze. I was really hoping I wouldn’t have to be a part of it. It might be a spell, but we’re talking about the 7 lords of hell. They are the strongest demons in the entire Devildom, aside from Diavolo. How could they be so gullible and let themselves be tricked? They may have came out of it when they thought I was hurt, but hurting me did nothing for them. Diavolo let out a booming laugh. “Believe me, darling. It does not involve you getting hurt. I will never let anything or anyone hurt you ever again.” I relaxed into him, knowing he was telling the truth. That’s the great thing about him, he can never lie. “Well… To be honest, I don’t know if I even want anything to do with them anymore.” Diavolo hummed and agreed. “I don’t blame you one bit.” 

“So, what do I need to do to help?” I questioned. Diavolo stood up and offered me his hand. He pulled me towards his bed. I looked at him a little confused, and he nodded at me, telling me it was okay. I crawled up onto his bed, and he joined me. He again pulled me into his chest. I wrapped one leg around him and got comfortable. I can’t believe I'm laying here, cuddling with the future King of Hell. “Well, I do want to start off by saying that I have always had feelings for you. I have never said anything, I wanted the brothers to be happy.” I was shocked. Me? Just some human? “I’m nothing special at all.” I giggled. He lightly grabbed my chin and made me look at him. “You are more than special, my love.” We looked into each others eyes for a moment. I reached up and grabbed his cheek, slightly rubbing it with my thumb. I felt so safe and so much love in this moment. Before I knew it, he the back of my neck, and pulled me in for a kiss. It was passionate, and full of love. After a few seconds, we parted. We both were blushing and smiling. I gave him one more small kiss, then laid my head back down on his chest. 

“Now, with this plan, I want you to know that this isn’t just to help them with the spell. This is something that I have wanted to do since the day you were teleported here.” He said as he held me tight. “Well, what is it?”

“I would like for you to become my Queen.”

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[ghostussy]

Stress Relief 

Copia x Anxious/Traumatized Reader (Gender Neutral) 

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Copia being a worried lil dad. 

Trigger Warning! Mentions of anxiety, past abuse, and trauma. 

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I will be using some prompts in this fic! (2,3, 17, 22, 23) Of course, feel free to drop some prompts in my askbox! 

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     Augh, seriously? 

     You were standing on your tip toes, trying to reach a glass on the top shelf. You never understood how everyone in the Ministry could be so tall; well, taller than you, at least. After a few more seconds of reaching to no avail, you gave up and looked around the kitchen for a step stool. There must be one somewhere, right? Sister Imperator wasn’t much taller than you, after all. You knew that Terzo struggled to reach things sometimes as well; f course there would be a step stool somewhere.

     After spending about ten minutes searching for a step stool that obviously did not exist, you gave up and walked back over to the cabinet. You stood on your tip toes again, stretching your arms as far as they could possibly go. You leaned some of your weight on the counter, and finally managed to grab a glass cup on the edge of the cabinet shelf. 

     Victorious, you placed the cup on the counter and grabbed the pitcher of iced tea you had pulled from the fridge earlier. Unfortunately, you overshot with the pitcher in your hand and knocked the glass cup off of the counter and onto the floor, where it shattered into a million pieces.

     You froze in place, staring at the broken glass. You were unable to move. You were eight years old again; standing in your mother’s kitchen while she screamed obscenities at you. You could hear your desperate sobs; “please, I’ll never do it again, I’m sorry-” your pleas fell on deaf ears. There was more screaming, some of it from you, much of it from her. You could hear the sounds of kitchen utensils being thrown throughout the room in her fit of rage. Finally, she turned back to you, raising her hand threateningly. Just before she made contact, you heard footsteps enter the room behind you, pulling you out of your memories.

     “Shit. Are you okay?” You jumped as Copia walked in behind you. He placed a hand on your shoulder, looking concerned when you flinched away. “Tesoro, what happened?” 

     You stumbled over your words, offering panicked apologies. “I- I’m so sorry, Papa. I don’t- I’m sorry, it was an accident, it won’t happen again, I promise. I’m so- I’m sorry.” 

      “Woah, woah, hey, slow down. Look at me.” He kept his voice low, and he stood in front of you now. “Look at me, cara mia. It’s okay. It’s just one glass, no? We have plenty others to replace it.” 

     Your breathing was still quick, though you weren’t sure why. After all, it was just one glass; all you needed to do was sweep up the shards. Why were you so upset? 

     Copia reached out and set his hand on your shoulder. “Take a deep breath. It’s okay, Tesoro, you’re okay.”

     You flinched at his touch, then relaxed. “I’m sorry, Copia, I don’t know why- know why I’m acting like this.” You cringed at the return of your stutter. 

     “It’s alright, mia dolce. You didn’t do anything wrong.” He turned to look at the mess. “Let’s clean this up.” 

. . .

     A few minutes later, you were seated on the couch in the living room; Copia had brought you another cup of tea, though this one was plastic; it sat on the table next to the couch. The glass in the kitchen had been swept clean, and the floor vacuumed for good measure. He could tell you were still worked up, however. He was worried for you; he had seen the fear in your eyes, though he wasn’t sure what had caused it. Maybe it was the sound of the glass shattering? 

     “Feel better now?” he asked, sitting next to you on the couch. He grabbed a blanket and draped it over the two of you, trapping his warmth inside. 

     “I- yes, yes. I do. Thank you, Papa.”

     “You didn’t do anything wrong, child.”

     His words caught you off guard. Of course you hadn’t done anything wrong; it was just a glass after all. You weren’t sure why, after all these years, your body still responded the way it did. It was like your body was stuck on auto-pilot, almost as a way of self-preservation; of course, nothing could have spared you from your mother’s wrath. 

     “Do you mind explaining what happened in there?” 

     “O-oh. I suppose I should.” You looked away from him, unable to look him in the eyes. “I’m really clumsy. When I was a kid, it made my mom upset. There were several times that she-” you paused, looking at the floor in shame. “It’s not like she was abusive, you know. She was a really good mom. Just angry sometimes, I guess. If that makes sense.” 

     “So she would hit you?”

     You flinched at the word. “Y-yeah. I guess. But she was really nice most of the time. She only did it if I was being stupid. Or if I deserved it.” Your voice shook now.

     Suddenly, Copia brought a gentle hand underneath your chin, moving your face to look at him. You noticed tears in his eyes, and his voice shook as well. “Amore... you never deserved any of that. It wasn’t your fault.” 

     Hot tears began to escape from your eyes now, dripping down your face. He wiped them away with a gloved hand. You broke eye contact, pulling your face away as you tried to muffle a sob. 

     “Hey, hey. It’s okay, cara mia. Come here.” He opened his arms and pulled you into his chest. “It’s going to be okay, tesoro. I promise. Shh.” He continued to hold you as the sobs came out more forcefully, shaking your entire body. You tried to stop them, but the sadness that now filled your entire being as well as the comfort he offered was too much for you. 

     He rubbed soft circles into your back with one hand, while petting your hair with the other. The blanket had fallen off of the two of you, but it didn’t matter; he was warm enough without it, and his heat spread onto you as well. “It’s okay, child, It’s alright. We can stay here until you’ve run those awful feelings out. It’s okay.” 

     “I’m...sorry...” You managed in between sobs; you kept repeating this phrase, using it as a grounding technique. Your head hurt terribly now, mostly from the forceful sobs that just kept coming. You also noticed the exhaustion setting in from crying so much. Why did you cry so much? It wasn’t that big of a deal, was it?

     After several moments, you pulled away. Copia allowed you to do so easily, but sat awaiting your return with his arms wide open. You rubbed the last few tears from your eyes, finally able to get a grip on yourself. You took a deep breath. “Thank you, Papa. Thank you.”

     “Any time, Tesoro. Now,” he laid down on the couch, stretching out and leaving almost no room for you to sit. He set the blanket off to the side, still within his reach. “why don’t you lay down with your Papa. Such big emotions also require naps, no?”

     Bleary eyed and now exhausted, you obliged without another word. You laid on top of him, resting your head against his chest. He pulled the blanket over you both, trapping his heat underneath once more. Then he wrapped his big, loving arms around you, providing a sense of safety and security. You brought a closed fist up to your face, rubbing your eyes. They burned from so many tears. You listened to his heartbeat; it was slow, calm. Hearing it made you feel sleepy. 

     “Ah, there we go. Nice and cozy. We are doing much better now, yes?”

     You hummed in response, lacking the energy to say anything else. He seemed to sense this, and chuckled. Hearing his voice echo through his chest was so comforting to you. He realized this and hummed in response, the vibrations traveling through his chest. It was a familiar tune; though you couldn’t quite tell what it was. 

     He ran his hand up and down your arm now. You were finding it difficult to keep your eyes open, with them fluttering open and closed. “Copia?” You mumbled. 

     “Yes, Tesoro?”

     “Love you.”

     He felt his heart melt. “Ti amo, amore. Now rest your eyes.” You quickly fell asleep, with him following not long after. 

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     A few days later, Copia found two pictures left lying on his desk. One was a picture of you two, asleep and tangled within each other’s arms. The other had Aether and Swiss in the foreground, making kissy faces and peace signs with the two of you in the background, still asleep on the couch. 

     “Motherfuckers.” He framed the photos.

. . .

Prompts used: 

2. “Are you okay?”

3. “Take a deep breath.”

17. “Feel better now?”

22. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

23. “It wasn’t your fault.”

#ghost band #drabbles #cuddles #ghost band cuddles #the ghost band #copia #hurt/comfort #tw: panic attack #tw child abuse #tw: child abuse #tw panic attack #tw panic mention #tw panicking #copia x reader #copia comfort #papa emeritus iv #ghost fanfiction #ghost band x reader

[leandreandyael]

5

The Queen pays the trio a visit...

“Little angel, I’ve told you, I shall not leave you alone.”  Leandre’s voice was deep and soft as he reassured her once more that she had nothing to fear.  He wanted her to have confidence that no matter what came in the future, she would not have to face it alone again.  Deacon was quick to offer similar reassurances as well.  Both men knew what it was like to feel alone in facing darkness, which is why Abriella had asked them to help Yael, and why they had agreed. “You have no reason to worry.”

After more upset, stress, and commotion, Yael began to feel tired.  She supposed that it had something to do with the crash of adrenaline after all that had happened.  She didn’t want to let go of Leandre’s hand though, although she supposed Deacon’s would work if he’d tired of having to be her babysitter.  He seemed calm and warm, and Leandre seemed to trust him, and of course Abriella did.  Why was she doubting, he was the Horseman of Famine!  HORSEMAN. OF. FAMINE!  Like he was going to be untrustworthy, yet still nerves swirled like her brain was a blender set on high.  It was still hard to add one more person to her current trust list after so many centuries under Gabriel. 

“I…I’m not feeling too well.  Do you mind if I lay down?  I think maybe a nap?  Or just a rest?  I just feel kind of out of sorts.  But I don’t want to be alone, if you want you can go get my sister.  She’s used to having to keep me company.”  Her eyes fell to her tears as her voice got faster and faster with each word; and she fought letting the tears that were welling in her eyes fall as well.  She was a burden to everyone that knew her.  Abriella had to make room for her here. Phaedra had to keep her company and chase nightmares when she slept.  Cruz had stood in for Abriella or Phaedra if they had other business to take care of when they’d been at the Nephilim Sanctuary.  And then there was Arch, who was working tirelessly to find something to help quell her fears and anxiety, but nothing seemed to help.  “I’m sorry, I know I’m a bother.” Her head dropped and those tears she’d been fighting won their battle.

“Now, don’t start that.”  Deacon’s voice was warm, yet a bit teasing at the same time.  His hand gently went uner her chin to bring their eyes to meet one another.  So much like a scared kitten, no wonder Cruz was about to behead people, he reminded her of the Abriella from years prior as well, and she wasn’t his sister.  For Cruz it had to be like watching it all unfold again.   “It’s no bother.  I have had a bunch of excitement this morning, I could use one myself.  I’ll keep you company and Lee here can go get some fresh tater tots for both of us, and maybe something sweet?” Deacon’s brow rose as a smile tugged at his lips.  “He can also get caught up with his Captain on everything.  How’s that sound?”  He knew what it was like to feel like you were dragging everyone down.  Before he’d met Talon he had felt the same way except when around Abriella alone, but he’d also learned he’d been wrong.

“You don’t mind?”  Yael looked back and forth between Deacon and Leandre, not sure if she should really believe that it was okay and not just him trying to make her feel better. He was new to the room, again her brain trying to tell her that as soon as Leandre was gone that she’d be in trouble with the newcomer. Her hand tightened on Leandre’s without even thinking about it.

“Asshole doesn’t say what he doesn’t mean, angel.  I will vouch for him.”  Leandre gave her a wink and squeezed the hand still in his softly which seemed to help her relax the renewed vice grip she had on him.  She reminded him of those Christmas ornaments that Abriella had brought down the first year in Imperium.  She called them Mercury Glass and he swore if you breathed on them wrong they shattered into a million tiny pieces that looked like glitter.  Needless to say, many were lost the first year.  Yael’s confidence was that fragile, and possibly even her psyche, but she was captivatingly beautiful to look at and he found it hard to tear himself away.  Both he and Deacon would have to be gentle and patient, something at least Deacon was known for.  “If you need me to, I can stay.  It’s your first day and you’ve already had a rough one.”  Leander took the hand that had been gently soothing her back and gently grasped her shoulder to pull her against him in a half-hug.  “I swear not all are so eventful here.  Our dear Queen sees to it.  But best call her Brie, she doesn’t like being reminded of her station.”

“No, I’ve been a big enough bo-” Yael’s words were cut off by Deacon’s finger gently pressing against her lips and keeping her from continuing.

“None. Of. That.” His voice was quiet and soft as Deacon cut her off, his heart almost breaking in sympathy with the woman.

Just then a soft knock was at the door.  “Speaking of our fair and lovely Queen.” Deacon said with an amused smile as he rose to go to the door. “I heard that!” Abriella’s voice could be heard from the other side, along with a laugh.  She rarely snooped or used her powers to eavesdrop on her friends, however she had just been trying to make sure that they actually WERE in there, since she was looking for Leandre. Once Deacon had opened the door and they’d exchanged hugs, Abriella made her way over to Yael to give her one as well, then to Lee.  “I hate to do this, but I need to borrow your night, Leandre, for a bit.  I need to take a trip and I’m afraid he is the best one to accompany me.  I promise, he’ll make it back in the same condition I borrowed him in.”  Abriella’s smile belied the seriousness of the visit she was about to make.

Lee quirked a brow as he looked up at her, his eyes darkening, there were few places that Abriella would ask him and not her brother, Arch, or another of the Horsemen to accompany her.  None of those places were good, and all of those places meant that the situation was tenuous at best, and she was trying not to provoke war.  Given the news Deacon had brought, he had a feeling that he knew just where they were going.

“Again?  I demand being able to bring back treats this time.”  Leandre said, not loosening his hold on Yael in any way, as he could feel the slight tremble already starting.  If the two of them could convince the delicate Nephilim it was nothing more than a mundane visit, then he hoped she would relax.  Deacon being there might help as well.

“If you must.  We can stop for shopping after my meeting.  That way the sweets that I am sure you are thinking of won’t go stale if a certain someone decides he just cannot shut up.”  Again her smile hid her fears and was doing a good job of convincing Yael all was well. “You have to go again?” There was no again, but Deacon had figured out the game that Leandre and Abriella were playing. 

“Unfortunately.  I promise, it won’t be long.  Just a quick word,” she looked over at Leandre, “sweet shopping of some kind,” she looked over at Yael, “and I’ll have your knight back to you before you have even realized he’s gone.”

“I bet he’ll be back before we wake up.”  Deacon winked at her, and her smile told everyone they’d pulled it off. 

#the imperium chronicles #my writing #chapter 5 #new chapter #original writing #original world #original fiction #original story #original character #original fantasy #fiction #fantasy #dark fantasy #writing #demon #nephilim #women writers #female writers #writeblr #fantasy fiction #fantasy novel #my story

[d0ughb0y315]

Creative Writing 4.4.23 part 2

Why do I love? I have been hurt by what I thought was love over and over and over again and yet I always come back. Even when I say ‘this time I won’t. I can’t. I wouldn’t survive it.’ Even though the vase that carries my heart has been shattered into a million pieces and scattered amongst the stars. I look at those pieces and smile because within them is still the potential to love. Each individual sliver of my heart is brimming with new possibilities. The more I am broken the more love I am able to give. But what happens when the pieces become so small that I begin to lose myself? How do I live when I do not know who I am supposed to be? I know my name, my face, my body; but I do not know me. I don’t think I’ve known for a long time. I have become friends with the cave in my chest, I hide within the shadows knowing that I may not be able to bear the light. I feel the walls of that cave grow and begin to collapse with every heartbreak, every blow to my love. 

But now that cave is feeling small. Something has begun to change, I can feel it. I no longer feel small, I am shedding the old me and blossoming into abundance. I’m not afraid to love anymore, I don’t give to survive. I am welcome, I am loved, I am beginning to be whole. And within that, I am learning new ways to love. Human beings are complex creatures, we are not made for one type of anything. We are made to be ever-changing, adapting to the world around us. And for the longest time, I fought that change. It was easier to die than to change. Now I look at the stars and smile again, this time because I see their beauty and elegance; their boldness against the deep blues and purples of the night sky. I want to be a star. Not to be seen, but to be able to shine. I am not afraid of the light anymore, to be honest? I’m kind of tired of the dark. 

I am tired. I’m tired of being a failure, of being a disappointment, of making mistakes. I know it makes me human but why must being human only come with one day of reprieve, if even that? I want to experience joy as consistently as I experience stress or pain or heartbreak. I’m not saying we get rid of the negative experiences, we must have them to know when the good experiences occur. What I am asking is for whatever God exists to give me a fucking break. I am so grateful for the experiences I have and have had, I wouldn’t change them for the world. I love the life I live, but I don’t want to go through it feeling like a burden. I want to be able to bask in the good moments, take a stretch and actually enjoy it without the fear of it ending abruptly. I want to fall into the arms of those who love me without bracing myself for the crash. I don’t want to watch for patterns, worrying that ‘these ones will leave too’. 

Not every day is like this, but more often than not I am left alone in my room, worrying again. Were it within my power I would put a swift halt to the worry, telling myself ‘it’s okay. You’re safe this time.’ But alas, I need reassurance from someone without my brain, without my voice. 

I’m beginning to feel good again, and for once I am not scared of how long this will last. I am not cowering within myself, just waiting for things to go poorly, for something to go wrong. Instead I am living within these moments, grinning ear to ear because my prayers have been answered. I have been gifted with the opportunity of happiness and I refuse to waste it this time. I will be happy.

#creative writing

[baltimorejust]

I am bread game markiplier

I am bread game markiplier license#

All the pent up angry was gone in an instant and instead replaced with disgust in what had just happened. Mark watched in horror as Jack straightened up from the wall with tears in his eyes and a black and blue already forming on the side of his arm where Mark slammed him into the wall. Jack was staring at him with a look Mark had never seen on his lover's face. Not only had he shoved Jack, apparently he had slammed him into the corner of a wall. Mark spun around and saw what he had done. "God just get away!" Mark said shoving Jack roughly out of his way to leave when Jack yelped. He wasn't even really mad at Jack but he was mad and taking it out on Jack helped. Why wouldn't Jack fucking leave him alone? "You! Why do you always have to be up my ass? Leave me the fuck alone! Sometimes, Jack, I want to be alone and I don't need to hear your annoying voice! You never just shut up and even when you are quiet you are always moving around! Just get the hell away for once!" Jack stuck out a hand to stop him from leaving, "Mark what's wrong?" "No," Mark said standing making a move to leave the room. "Are you even listen?" Jack questioned, snapping Mark out his raging mind. He could feel his blood pressure rising with each second Jack told him about this god damn bird. Usually, Jack's child-like wonder at the world would make him smile but all it was doing currently was making him madder. "Yep," Mark said glaring at his boyfriend. Just came right up and started following me." Right? It's not all that exciting but the bird walked over to me. "Mark! You wouldn't believe the amazing thing that just happened!" Just as his ass was about to make contact with the comfy couch Jack burst in. After putting on a band-aid, which he had gotten suck on his fingers, he went to sit. Mark let out an angry scream and dropped the glass. Mark went to clean the glass and ended up gripping it too right and sliced his hand. "Fucking hell!" Mark shouted as the cup broke. But right now? Right now Mark picked up the cup and hurled it into the sink shattering it into a million pieces. Just as he was getting ready to stop filling the cup a loud sound from the garage startled him and he knocked over his cup along with all the water.Īny other time none of this would have mattered, honest it wouldn't. Mark poured himself some water and tried to calm down. That fucking game was so fucking stupid he fucking would never play it again. He let out a final scream of frustration before leaving his room and going into the kitchen to drink something. Mark sat for a few minutes simmering, he was so fucking mad. WHO THE FUCKING HELL MADE THIS GOD DAMN GAME!" "FUCK THIS GOD DAMN PIECE OF SHIT BREAD! IM GOING TO," Mark didn't finish his sentence instead he slammed his controller against the table and flung it across the room along with his keyboard. EVER play this again but I was checking around and Jack did I hell of a lot better at this game than me so I'm giving it a shot to try and beat him. I Am Bread, Bossa Studios and its respective logos and marks are trademarks of Bossa Studios Ltd."Hello everybody and my name is Markiplier and this is I Am Bread," Mark said to the camera, "I know I said I would never ever ever.

I am bread game markiplier license#

Online activity subject to Terms of Services and User Agreement (One-time license fee for play on account’s designated primary PS4™ system and other PS4™ systems when signed in with that account. Software subject to license (us./softwarelicense). Oh, and did we mention bread goes into space too?Īdditional hardware required for Remote Play. Additional game modes and other types of bread will cater for all tastes! Set speed records racing across the levels as a bagel realize your destiny as crispbread in cheese hunt mode relieve your stress as the baguette and smash everything in sight in rampage mode. In addition to the deepest story ever seen in a videogame, about a slice of bread, there are a wealth of baked options to sink your teeth into. the unsuspecting owner: from the kitchen, through the house, to the lounge, and then venture outside into the garden and beyond. Embark on an epic journey to become toast! Take on all hazards to deliciousness as you embark on your adventure throughout the home of Bob.

#I am bread game markiplier

[raeathnos]

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#I feel like I’m just stuck in limbo- waiting waiting waiting #nothing is going to change until we move but that’s still at least a year away #I have a list of things to do but I’m struggling #it’s stressful constantly being treated like a five year old and yelled at and manipulated and blamed for everything #I’m so so tired and I’m stuck #progress is slow and I feel like I can’t change anything for the better #so I wait and I hope and I dream #things will be better soon I tell myself over and over and over #I feel like I’m going to just shatter into a million pieces from the stress of it all #the pandemic is hard too- before I would just leave the house to get away but now I can’t because there’s nowhere to go #we’re terrible and still do it on saturdays #say we’re just going for coffee- but then neither of us wants to go back to this hell #so we’re bad and go shopping or for a drive #anything to not be back here #anything to stop the yelling and feeling like I’m never going to be enough #I feel like I’m drowning here- I wasn’t what they wanted I’m just a burden Im not good enough #that post about lady bird going around hits such a chord #because that’s how we are too- they like the idea of me but not who I am #and it goes deeper because I’ve been told they regretted having me #I think it hurts more because I always fucking suspected it but I loved them so much still because that’s what a kid is supposed to do #and it still wasn’t enough #they had me and instantly regretted it #I suspected it my whole childhood and pushed it aside because I loved them and I thought if I love them then they must love me too #and then a few years ago just in passing conversion so casually so nonchalantly #oh hey yeah we regretted having you #my world had already shattered from earlier abuse as a teenager #but that broke me anew #and I feel like I never fully recovered from that one #maybe it just kidding myself and never really fully recovered from any of it #whatever this is it hurts and it’s lonely

[snowcandyz]

Idiots in Love [Part 2]

Genre: Hurt/comfort

Pairing: Satan/F!MC

| First Chapter |

Satan is just a friend; nothing more, nothing less.

Sure, you had a rocky start when you first arrived in Devildom.

Considering he threatened to murder you, or sliced off your nose and ears, or ripped off your arms and fed it to demons of lower levels, it’s not an understatement to say that you fear this man. All because he couldn’t accept that you didn’t want to make a pact with him in the first place.

But the more you spent time with him, the more you realised he’s much more than his sin.

Satan is a gentle demon who loves innocent animals, especially cats.

In fact, the first time he made you laugh amidst the stress of living with Seven Rulers of Hell was when you accidentally caught him smuggling a kitten back home. To which he only blushed while his jacket pocket mewled innocently.

You ended up being friends with him by taking care of the kitten together. And also hiding its existence in Satan’s room from the Avatar of Pride—which didn’t last very long considering Lucifer could practically sense anything and everything that was out of place inside the house.

Not only that, Satan is the most intelligent demon you’ve ever come across. Yes, Belphie is clever too. But the level between these two wasn’t the same.

Belphie may score the highest in tests but he could ever do so much to teach you for these tests without falling asleep first.

Satan, on the other hand, could teach you the subjects as easy as he made it sounds like. And surprisingly, you did pass the tests with his help.

He’s really amazing.

Satan also took care of you the most. In silence.

What does that mean?

You might have noticed the small notes he placed on your textbooks, filled with supportive and encouragement words.

Or the drinks and snacks he bought you when you’re stuck in the Council Room with Diavolo and Lucifer during lunch time.

Or that time when he cooked another dinner especially for you, considering you couldn’t eat what Mammon cooked you.

Or the regular silence he offered in his room after having to face the most noisiest demons of all Devildom.

Or the times when he gave up his bed for you to sleep or nap when you accidentally slept in his room.

Or the sweet greetings in letters that he gave you every month, filled with praises; and handwritten by Satan himself.

Honestly, he’s the best. And you’re really proud to have him as your best friend.

Leviathan might not like it if he knew his Henry had another best friend but Satan is different.

He made you feel different.

So it made sense why your heart shattered into million pieces when you heard him say he didn’t want to continue the friendship you two shared any longer.

Maybe you were too used to having him by your side until you forgot he is a demon with his own opinions and feelings.

Maybe you were too close with him to even realise he could keep secrets from you if he wanted to.

Yes, Satan can disagree with you. You’re just a friend; nothing more, nothing less.

So why?

Why did it hurt this bad?

Why did it hurt when he said he didn’t want to be friends anymore?

Why did it hurt to not have him by your side every day like you used to?

Why did it hurt to learn that Satan had a crush on someone?

Why?

You spent the night crying because of the pain.

The pain of a broken heart.

Imagine Mammon’s reaction the next day when he went to your room and wake you up; only to find you a complete mess with puffy eyes.

“I’m alright, Mammon… I’ll go shower now.”

“Ya don’t look alright, Human! Take a day off or somethin’. I’ll tell Lucifer you’re not well.”

“No, it’s fine. I can go to R.A.D. Don’t worry.” You tried giving him the best smile you could ever give in that situation.

But of course, you both knew you’re not alright.

But it’s fine. You had to keep going. You just had to.

Because there’s no point sitting in your room and moping around.

After all, you need to apologise to Satan.

You hurt him. You disrespected him. And you crossed the line by asking him things he’s not comfortable enough to share.

——————

“Hey, wake up. Go back to your room if you want to sleep.”

Your eyelids fluttered open from the familiar voice calling to you. You woke up and saw the familiar blond demon staring at you with a straight face.

“…Satan?”

“You can’t sleep like this. You’ll hurt your neck,” he said, already helping you to gather your stationeries and books.

You lifted your head from the table and sure enough, your neck started stinging from pain. The pain made you hissed.

“I told you.” Satan sighed.

He then walked you back to your room and handed you the books he helped carry.

“Thanks, Satan.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

There was a long silence between you two before he added, “You should go to bed now. Goodnight,” Satan said before turning his back against you and walking away.

The sight of his back only made your mood sombre than it already had.

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“You look really tired. Get some rest, MC.” Satan smiled before patting your head softly.

“Goodnight,” he said, glancing over his shoulder to look at you one last time before closing your bedroom door.

.

Satan must be really mad at you.

You closed the door with a heavy heart, forcing yourself not to let the tears fall down to your cheeks. You wouldn’t want to worry Mammon again the next day.

—————–

“Sweetie, are you okay? Oh goodness!”

You found yourself finding solace in Asmo’s hug. You weren’t sure why he invited you to his room in the first place but you really needed this comfort.

“Come here, sit beside me.” Asmo patted a spot beside him on his bed. To which you complied.

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” The look on Asmo’s face was filled with concerns.

You felt really bad for worrying him with your troubles.

The brothers had noticed your unusual behaviours these past few days and they’ve been working hard to cheer you up. There’s nothing more you wanted than to let them rest at ease.

So you decided to take up the chance he gave you, “I’m sorry for causing troubles to you, Asmo.”

“Nonsense, my dear. You know you can always talk to me, right? I’ll always be by your side.” Asmo gave you a smile and gently rubbed your back to give you some comfort.

“So tell me, what do you think of Satan?”

Taking a deep breath, you started speaking, “Satan is really kind. I don’t know, there’s something about him that really gets me. Maybe because we both like cats.” You giggled when you reminisced the incident with him and the kitten in his pocket.

“Or maybe because we both enjoyed gaining knowledge. Or maybe…” you played with your fingers, “Maybe because he gets me. I feel like… I feel like his presence calms me down. I don’t know, I’m not making any sense.”

“It’s okay, sweetie. You’re definitely making sense. I felt that too, you know? Satan always lends me his ears whenever I want to rant about something. I know he’s annoyed, but he never really pushed me off. That’s why I’m comfortable with him. And that’s why I rely on him the most,” Asmo replied.

You smiled at his comment.

Yes, Satan has always been like that.

His kindness showed no boundaries. Although he kept acting annoyed and irritated by his brothers’ antics, never once had you questioned his love for them.

Thinking about this made you feel sad again, "Yeah… But now he hates me. I’m the one who’s at fault here.”

You grabbed Asmo’s pillow and hugged it close, finding his usual perfume comforting and relaxing, “I’m being rude to him for asking about his crush. I really crossed the line. He must have felt uncomfortable sharing his secrets with me. I feel so bad.”

“Sweetie, tell me the truth. What do you think you would do if you found out who Satan’s crush is?” Asmo gave a small smile at you.

To be honest, you had not think that far ahead, “Umm… congratulate them? I guess?”

“So you’re not gonna be jealous?”

Asmo’s words made you drew in a sharp breath.

Jealous?

Is this it?

Is this what this pain is?

This constant feeling you get everytime you ponder who Satan’s crush might be?

Hugging your knees close and hiding your face in his pillow, you replied, “A little… maybe?”

The grip on your own hand tightened as you realised what you’re feeling.

When did you feel this way?

How?

Why?

Satan is just a friend, right? Nothing more, nothing less?

Then, when did it all start to change?

Beside you, Asmo was trying his best to breathe. Finally exhaling, he continued, “Will you tell me why you’re jealous?”

"I don’t know… Sometimes I get this heartache whenever I’m near Satan,” you looked over to him while still laying your head on his pillow, “And sometimes I feel like I’m bre–”

Suddenly, you heard the door creaked. Your heart almost jumped out of your chest as both of you looked over to the source of the noise.

There, before you, stood Beel with a very guilty expression on his face. And beside him was Satan, equally shocked as you and Asmo.

You didn’t know what had possessed into you because you found yourself exchanging stares with Satan.

Maybe talking to Asmo really helped.

And maybe saying it out loud really made you learn.

And maybe finally looking at Satan face-to-face like this finally made it clear.

You love him, more than as a friend.

| Next Chapter |

| Masterlist |

#obey me #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me satan #om satan #f!mc #obey me fics #obey me writing #han writes #obey me fluff #obey me satan x you #obey me satan x mc

[1111jenx]

PICK A CARLA BRUNI

—JENX TAROT READING

@What do you urgently need to hear right now?

check out my previous PAC I & II & III & IV & V & VI.

Hi love its your girl Jenx back at it again with another PAC reading. Last few weeks were glazed with love yet a lot of them are for others, this week we'll focus on the love from within. Please keep in mind that since I’m reading for a lot of y'all, some would resonate more while the others might not with some specific details as I’m channeling certain images and different things💗 This week was so different because I didn't get separate messaged like I usually do, rather than that they all came to me collectively, so I want you all to read through whichever pile you feel the most connected with, there will be only 2 today:) I promise I won't disappoint you.

Pick one of the images above & scroll down to read your tailored reading. As you pick between the images, think about yourself and yourself only, about all the past you you can recall, focus in the you in the moment and your highest potentials, then use your intuition to pick one.

Pile 1

Pile 1💗 Welcome loves. I'm seeing a lot of Gemini/Mercury energy along with Sun energy and Aquarius energy too. I'm also seeing some Neptune energy along with earth energy for some reason haha, yet I love it. Lets get into your reading. I won't beat around the bush with you. I know someone broke your heart in the past. Recent for some of you, not so for the others. Someone who you thought could have been your soulmate, the love of your life, some how managed to shatter your heart into a million of pieces. They lied to you. They had you in their little palms. Controlled the situations and manipulated it, hurting you so so much. They have very intense eyes and I think they might be pretty wealthy. Or they have some money somewhere. They're surrounded by the colour red, dark red. So I think they were driven by lust. They have very intense eyes, beautiful ones but very dark. The number "25" might be very significant. They lied to you and not only broke your relationship, but also your trust. They chose lust in the end when they should have chose love. I'm so sorry my love. You did not deserve that one bit. I just heard "3rd party situation" but this is only for VERY specific people. Some of them could have wrote very long explanation to you, yet its all to cover up the fact that they were flighty and were not committed enough. And so they left, but they didn't take all of you within. Something in you changed that day my love. And that thing that they forgot to take, was hope. The one thing you didn't even realize you still have to this day.

Your energy was really hard to channel in love. I'm not going to lie to you. My cards felt like they wanted to cry during yours and I was too. Are there anything hidden in your heart that you're yet to be ready to expose others to? Perhaps even to yourself. I'm just seeing that you're taking these memories and put them into your bag, one by one slowly. I can feel that something happened recently that just felt very sudden in general. You may yet to understand why it's happening but trust me, this was meant to happen. This realization is going to be the light that guides you through your journey. Your guides are certain of this. K names just popped up. R names and B names too. H names.

I'm also seeing tea. It looks like a little tea party? Theres children for some reason. Theres also a group of 4 people giggling and chatting. Theres also a horse and a green field.

I'm also seeing tea. It looks like a little tea party? Theres children for some reason. Theres also a group of 4 people giggling and chatting. Theres also a horse and a green field.

I think for others of you you guys are feeling very stressed because of work? Suddenly I'm also sensing major Aries energy and I feel that its possible a male in your life maybe a bit bossy? This person can be an authority figure or just someone you have a lot of respect for. They care fo you a lot and they genuinely want you to go far in life, yet in order to so that they know you'll be forced to face with many difficult decision. You and this person shared some fond memories and while they truly treasure it, they feel that you're made for bigger and better things in life. They know that you're someone who's very resilient and can get through almost anything, since you have soon familiarized yourself to that. I'm seeing a beard. A man who doesn't smile that often. But he gives off such good and warm energy. I'm also seeing that you recently must have received some kind of news that wasn't necessary the best and you haven beaten yourself up a lot about it. Perhaps that you even tried to run around and find the solution to it yet you feel like nothing works, like you're in the middle holding the end of 2 strings? I'm so sorry love. You do need a hug today don't you? Lemme assure you with this. You soon will come to a solution that would even shock you yourself and you'll realize that life doesn't just end here. You're not meant to be an ordinary person. And I say that with my entire heart. You are not. You are anything but ordinary dear. Please go and escape the darkness thats your doubt and fear and open your mind to the beautiful moonlight(?!) and opportunities ahead. I'm also feeling a lot of Moon energy so something exciting might come up this Full Moon for you. Tell me that you're not going to stop here, tell me that you're going to trust yourself and pursue your dreams. Your guide want me to make sure that they see everything. They know you didn't have the easiest childhood, your so-called friends weren't the best now were they? But they promise you, this is not where you're meant to be. Push it through with me love. We got this always. I love you and you're appreciated.

Pile 2

Hi Pile 2! Welcome to your reading:) Thank you for choosing to tune in today loves. First and foremost, I'm seeing a lot of Leo/Sun energy along with Sagittarius, Capricorn and Cancer energy. Also sensing a lot of Neptune energy and Pisces too!! Welcome loves. As I was shuffling your card one thing I kept hearing was how urgent you guys need to hear this. Like I keep hearing SOS SOS and I had to pause to catch my breath. Haha so I knew from the get go that you guys seriously needed this. For some of you I'm also seeing some 4th house placements and some minor Virgo/Mercury energy. Also 9th house placements too. (Taurus energy popped out at the end for some of you too loves)

I think you guys have been doing a lot of thinking recently, this can be about something that will ultimately change your life professionally or romantically. I'm feeling that you are feeling very stressed, and I also head "butterflies in my stomach" as I was thinking about you guys. Your energy feels very gentle and serene. You guys recently had some kind of courage to speak up and to finally make a decision. I think you guys felt very determined with your choice. But something happened that seriously brought you down now didn't it? I think your ego took a blow because of this event and you can't help but blame yourself. That you had made the wrong choice. But is it really? You just opened yourself up to such unconventional experiences and you've been receiving informations and unique opportunities that you had yet to realize. I know that right now, it might feel like you're being pushed off a cliff, and you're just hanging there, waiting for someone to show up and help you. But I promise you, the only person that will come is you. Only you can be your own knight in shining armour. Only you can be your own savior baby. Count on no one. You're so much stronger than you know. I'm also seeing that we have some 2nd house placements here in the house, or some 2nd house matters (self-esteem, financial resources, one's resources in general) here. It seems to me that you guys are feeling as if you can't open yourself up to the utmost of intimacy? Along with some kind of creativity block. Baby I don't blame you. Lately it is not only you that has been going through this. And no before you say another word, you did not dig your own hole. You did not make a mistake. Theres no such thing as mistakes. Only experiences that promised to build you up and assure you about tomorrow.

You give me the vibes of someone who look very serious on the outside or just very "no bs" in general, people feel drawn to you yet they secretly fear your power. Deep down, you give me the vibes of a goddess. Moon goddess for a lot of you. Regardless the light that you radiate is very special. You have a softer side to you, a more nurturing side if I may. You guys probably have 2 very close friends that you hold close to heart. They have somewhat different hair colours though, one has lighter and the others is darker leaning brown/black. One of them might play an instrument and might be very seductive haha, that one cares for you so much. I'm sorry if this message doesn't resonate for everyone but it just came out so strong. I'm also seeing a man thats supposed to be resting and focusing on themselves yet they're restless and just tryna go out there to be go-getter vibes?? Number 7 might be significant. The colour white. Some of you are surrounded in some kind of gold-brown colours. I'm also seeing a Virgo placements or Earth/Air dominant coming up to you with some kind of offer. They told me "the show must go on" right now haha so that must mean something. They're going to tell you something that will ignite the fire in you once again. Don't push them away loves. They mean well.

Something big is coming. And you can feel this. You can feel that some kind of truth will be brought to light. Someone that had been doing you so wrong will finally be outed and they'll have to face the consequences. But sadly, so will you. This experience will make you take a hard look at yourself and ask the one question we all are afraid of. Am I on the right path?

I asked your guides for permission to dig deeper into your energy and I saw something I'm not sure you wanted me to see. For some of you, I'm seriously sorry for the shits that happened when you were a kid. You were young. And knowing that much, seeing that much was unfair. I know that as a child there were certain financial constrains for a lot of you. And this obsession with the material world stays, til this very day didnt it. For the rest of you, I think you guys lost a lot of hope this world very early on. I'm sorry, that was unfair. You guys were lied to, distracted by others and you just felt as if you're not even in control of your own emotions? So you box yourself up. You cover your pain and sufferings by burying yourself in work. Listen to me right now, never underestimate your own power. Within you and your heart I see strength. I see power and spectacular business capabilities. You guys will go far in life and you have an insatiable need for success, which you will get. But that doesn't mean you should block out your feels. That doesn't mean you can distract yourself loves. Its okay to just feel things sometimes. Also another big messages coming out is that I'm seeing there will be some kind of decision need to be made. You must not be lost in the choices and must ground yourself to make this decision. Theres gonna be times where you will literally want to run away. But promise me, you won't give in. Promise me you won't give up because you're not there yet. You have a big heart my love. Don't be afraid of past wounds which cause you to hide it🤍

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[seohwang]

Tears.

Ateez reaction to making you cry / you making them cry during an argument

Genre: angst

Word count: 5 582 (does this even count as a reaction anymore?? lmao)

Warnings: lots of crying (obviously), swearing, slightly suggestive themes in Yeosang’s reaction, also Mingi gets waaay into his head, and it’s just frustrating to read

A/N: So, with this type of reactions, I don’t like how it’s usually just them making you cry, so I decided to switch it up a bit with some of the members and make it your fault as well in some cases. Also I wrote Mingi’s while I had pretty bad cramps so sorry if his is worse than the other ones :( 

A/N 2: Yunho and Jongho’s version here!

Part 2: HERE

Hongjoong

You wouldn't consider yourself a slow person, not under most circumstances

It's just that, sometimes, you liked to take your time with the things you cared about, because you wanted them to be perfect

And Hongjoong, for the most part, was very understanding of this, being quite the perfectionist himself

But today, things just weren't meant to work out, you guess

For Hongjoong, it started at work

Nothing seemed to go right that day

A giant chunk of his work had gotten corrupted, meaning he had to stay at work extra hours today to fix the entire mess

On top of that, everyone he was working with today somehow seemed slower and more uncooperative than usual, making him that much more frustrated

(they were actually working completely fine, just as any other day, but for Hongjoong, who was stressed out already and trying to speed through everything, it felt unbearable)

So when he came home late, frustrated but relieved that he'd finally get to wind down and spend some time with you, he was "let down" once again

"Where's dinner?" He asked, poking his head out of the kitchen to ask you

"Oh, sorry, I didn't know when you'd be back from work, so I decided to wait until then. I'll go make us something now, okay?" You responded, a bit irked by the tone in his voice as he talked to you

"Oh...alright. Yeah, that's fine, I'll just wait." He said, trying not to seem too angry with you as he sat down on the couch

He really didn't want to be mean to you, and it wasn't even that big of a deal that he'd have to wait, really

But after everything that had happened today, he just couldn't help but get impatient with everyone

So when he checked on you 30 minutes later and you were still in the kitchen, leisurely cutting the vegetables (what seemed as leisurely to Hongjoong, at least), he was starting to get annoyed

15 minutes later, he found himself in the kitchen yet again

Not helping you out, though, of course not

All of the ingredients laid forgotten on the cutting board as you two stood on the cold tiled floor, fighting

"No, Hongjoong! I'm saying that if you really loved me, you'd try to be at least a little more patient sometimes! You’re not the only one who’s had a hard day, you know!" You yelled at him, starting to feel exhausted from this whole ordeal

"Says who?" Hongjoong asked

Suddenly, everything fell silent as you looked at him in confusion

"What do you mean?" You asked in a quiet voice

"Who says I love you?" He clarifies, and the cold look on his face is enough to make your stomach churn

After a beat of silence from the pure shock at his words, you spoke again, trying not to get choked up in the process

"...How can you say that?" You ask, and had it not been for the startled state you were in, you would have noticed how his eyes softened at your expression

At this point, Hongjoong already knew that he fucked up, and pretty badly at that

But, being the stubborn idiot person he was, his pride couldn't let him back down now

"I, uh, just- so what? What did you- what else did you expect? For me to just k-keep pretending, or-"

You couldn't believe the things you were hearing right now, feeling like your heart had shattered into a million pieces as tears welled up in your eyes

But unbeknownst to you, Hongjoong was feeling the exact same way

He couldn't fathom how he even came up with this, when he knew he loved you so much it made his heart hurt sometimes

It was just something he blurted out in the heat of the moment, trying to attack where it hurt most

(Which, judging by the look on your face, he did perfectly)

There was no way of saving himself now, however, as you were already storming down the hall before he could even finish his sentence

You had no other choice anyway, feeling like you were going to break down if you stayed with him in the same room even a second longer

"Y/N..." He whispered, mostly to himself at this point

He flinched at the loud sound of the bedroom door slamming, followed by silence

Well, fuck.

Seonghwa

Seonghwa, oh Seonghwa

Your lovely boyfriend that you cherished so dearly

The one person you enjoyed spending time with the most

Especially when it came to dates

How could you not, after all?

In your relationship, it was primarily up to him to decide what kind of date you two would be going on next

Not because you were lazy or anything! Of course not

It’s just that Seonghwa always loved to surprise you, which mostly took form in fun and interesting dates for the two of you

Somehow, no matter how many times you’d gone out together, he’d always manage to find yet another hidden nook in the city to show you

Just last week, the two of you hopped onto the subway, traveling to yet another unexplored part of the city

Only to be met with a small crafts workshop where you got to make little gifts for each other (with the occasional help from the shop’s owner)

Everything seemed to be going great after that, and you’d often find yourself looking at your creation from that day, remembering your time together with a fond smile on your face

But then, things started slowly going south as you became busier and busier at work

The project you were supposed to be working on for a few more weeks was suddenly due in just 10 days, which meant that all of your plans of how you’d split the work were completely shattered

To say that you were stressed out of your mind would be a big understatement

With each passing day and the due date nearing, you could feel the anxiety and stress within you steadily rising

Seonghwa had no idea, however

Well, yes, he did know about your situation, but you didn’t allow yourself to show him just how much you were freaking out over it

You figured that he probably had enough on his plate already, so you didn’t want to be a bother

Which meant that Seonghwa, seeing his partner just a little stressed, had a genius idea pop into his mind

What could possibly ease your worries the best? A cute little date, of course!

So, he began planning, searching for some fun places around you that you could visit, until he found this adorable cat café that had just opened nearby

Excited, he went into your study that very evening, calling out to you from the doorway with a smile on his face

“Y/N~”

You hummed in response, too busy doing the project

“Guess what?” He asked in a sing-song voice, slowly coming closer to you and resting an arm on the back of your chair

“What,” you muttered, trying not to lose focus on what you were doing

“Aw, what’s with that tone? I had a surprise prepared for you, but I guess you don’t deserve to see it now,” he spoke, and you could hear the pout in his voice

Any other time, you would have found him adorable right now, but you just weren’t in the mood at all that day

“I’m busy, baby, sorry,” you responded absent-mindedly

You started to feel a bit bad about the way you were talking to him, but you just couldn’t help it in the moment

“Ah, Y/N, what is this? Can’t you pay attention to me for even just a minute? I found this new place I wanted to take you since you’ve been so busy, but it looks like you don’t appreciate it at all...” Seonghwa trailed off, feeling disappointed (and maybe even a bit embarrassed) from your lack of enthusiasm

Yes, you were trying to hide your worries from Seonghwa, but did you ever stop to consider that, maybe, he could have been doing the same?

Did you notice the way he’s been watching you all week, concerned about your sudden change in attitude, wondering what was wrong?

Of course not, too busy worrying about yourself to pay any attention to your sulking boyfriend

Even now, as you sat there, listening to what sounded to you like unnecessary self-pitying, the only thing you were focused on was your work

Well, that, and the sudden burst of stress and anxiety as you realized you’d just lost track of what you were doing because of him

The stress quickly turned to anger as you whipped around in your chair to face Seonghwa

“Well, have you maybe considered that I just don’t want to go?” You suddenly exclaimed, taking Seonghwa by surprise

But it seemed like the damage you’ve already done wasn’t enough for you, as you just kept going

“‘Oh, look at me, I’m Seonghwa and I’m feeling kinda bored, let me go ahead and rob Y/N off of her precious time again! Who cares if she barely has any to even function, let’s just invite her on another stupid date to waste her time when she already doesn’t have any!’“ You mocked him, yelling by the end of your speech

Done with your outburst, you finally got the chance to get a proper look at Seonghwa

Which immediately made you regret everything you’d just said

There he was, standing in front of you, bottom lip trembling as tears filled his eyes

He lowered his head, letting out a loud sniffle as the first teardrops finally started falling

With a shaky breath, he looked you in the eyes as he spoke

“W-well, if my dates bother you that much, the-then I guess I’ll just go.”

Barely finishing the last part of his sentence, he brought one of his hands up to shield his face as the sobs wracked through his body

Before you could even try to explain yourself, he was already turning around, walking out of the room, and, assuming by what he’d just said, out of your apartment

Yeosang

You hated to admit it, but something had been bothering you about Yeosang recently

I mean, it wasn't anything too bad, right?

He was still his lovely and supportive self, giving you all the love and attention you needed without ever having to ask

Well, except for one specific form of love and attention...

At first, you didn't dwell on it too much, thinking that your boyfriend was probably just busy or tired, or simply just not in the mood as he gently refused all of your advances

You decided to ask some of his friends about him, worried if everything was okay

But they were all puzzled since Yeosang apparently seemed completely fine to them

Still, you didn't want to question it too much

Maybe he just wanted to have some space for a bit?

You knew that he could get a bit standoffish when he was overwhelmed or nervous about something, so you decided to just be patient and reminded him that if he ever needed you, you'd be there for him

But he looked at you all confused when you told him that, brushing it off by saying that there was nothing wrong before changing the topic

So, internally sighing to yourself, you just nodded with a smile, waiting some more

But as more days passed by, you started to hear a voice in the back of your mind, whispering to you another possible answer to your questions

The answer that maybe, just maybe, it was because of you

What if you had done something? What if you weren't attractive to him anymore? What if he fell out of love and just didn't know how to tell you?

You knew you shouldn’t think about it too much, since even just the idea of it being true hurt, but it was impossible not to

With every stopped make out session, with every "Sorry, love, I'm not really feeling it today.", with every single attempt he shut down, no matter how gentle he was about it

You felt the voices growing louder and louder, until it was all you could think about every time you saw him, yourself, your empty bedroom, or just about everything around you

Which brought you to tonight, when you decided to give it a try one last time, so you'd be able to say that you really tried everything you could

With 30 minutes until Yeosang would arrive home, you changed into the prettiest lingerie you owned (which also happened to be Yeosang's absolute favorite), freshened yourself up, and sat on the freshly changed bedsheets, waiting

The only light in the room were the two small, dimmed-down lamps at each of your nightstands, along with a few candles lined up on the window sill

With bated breath and your heart thumping loudly in your chest, you listened to the sounds of the door unlocking, opening, and closing as Yeosang finally arrived home

"Baby, I'm home!" You heard him call out, and couldn't stop the grin from making its way onto your face as you answered

"I'm in the bedroom, come here!"

Maybe it was your mind playing tricks on you, but you could swear you heard a short pause in his movement, as if hesitating

Hearing the pads of feet slowly walking down the hallway to your bedroom, you sat up straight as you waited expectantly, albeit very nervously as well

The door finally opened, revealing your boyfriend's tired figure as he stopped in the doorway, looking at you with big eyes

"Hey," you said in a timid voice, feeling the blush creeping onto your cheeks as he kept his eyes on you, flitting between your eyes and your body with a surprised expression

"Oh, um, hi. I, uh, didn't really expect you to be like...this." He mumbled, flustered

"Well, it was meant to be a surprise, after all," you said with a small giggle, trying to ease the weird tension in the room, "do you not like it?"

As light-heartedly as you tried to pose the question, there was a lot more weight behind those words than you let on

A weight that had been tugging on your heart for the past three weeks now

Dreading the thought that your doubts about yourself were right, that once again, he'd reject your-

"I, um, I'm really sorry honey, but I-I'm not really in the mood today..." He said, looking down as he fidgeted with his hands, probably aware of how much he'd upset you by this

"Yeosang..." You muttered, feeling your eyes watering at the realization that yet again, you had been rejected, and that your last attempt had officially failed

He just stayed in the entrance, lightly shuffling his weight from one foot to the other

And it was at this moment that you realized you couldn't do this anymore

You felt embarrassed, unwanted, unattractive, and guilty for pressuring Yeosang into something he clearly wasn't interested in doing (with you, at least)

Before you knew it, you broke down in tears, only faintly hearing the gasp coming from your boyfriend

He quickly ran over to you, sitting on the edge of the bed as he asked you what’s wrong

"What do you mean, what's wrong?" You cried, looking into his guilty eyes with your teary ones

"I tried to be patient and give you your space, I really did. I even asked you if anything was wrong, but apparently, everything's fine. Why don't you want me anymore, then? Did I do something to you? Am I not attractive to you? Do you not love me anymore?" You rambled on, finally letting Yeosang hear all of your insecurities

"No, of course not! How could you even think that?!" He spoke, startled by your sudden outburst

"Then what is it? Why has it been 3 weeks since we've done anything? Why do you always reject me when I try to initiate something?" You questioned, wiping away the tears as you looked into his eyes.

Silence.

You stared at Yeosang as he opened his mouth, closed it, then opened it again as he tried to come up with an answer

But nothing came.

You could feel the humiliation running through you as you stood up, quickly walking out of the bedroom and shutting the door

Yeosang, who was still frozen on the bed, let out a defeated sigh

He had no idea how he was going to fix this, but one thing was for sure

He fucked up, and he fucked up bad.

San

San was by no means a jealous person

He knew that you loved him, and you knew that he loved you

Quite simple, really

Which is why when you excitedly told San about the friendly new intern at your job and how you had been hanging out together

He didn't even bat an eye

Not even when he found out that the new intern was a guy

A friendly, young, good-looking guy who loved spending time with you at work

A bit weird now?

No, not really

Not to San, at least

But to his friends, absolutely

They tried to tell him, to warn him about keeping an eye on you just in case

San knew they were doing it purely out of love and care for him, but he couldn't help but think they were overanalyzing it a bit

Until a few weeks ago, that was

Ever since then, San had noticed how you've started to become more and more distant

He saw you less than before, and when he did, he couldn't help but feel awkward when you were telling him everything about your latest adventures with your new friend

He didn't want to be jealous, he really didn't

He trusted you with his life, after all

And you would never betray that trust, right?

Not even after you'd started canceling dates with him to be with your friend, right?

Right?

It was getting late now, and you were still nowhere to be found

You promised to be back by 10 PM, but here San was, sitting on the couch as the time neared midnight, desperately (and unsuccessfully) trying to get in contact with you

As he was watching the cars pass by on the dark streets below your apartment, his friends' words came back to his mind

He tried to ignore the thought, but he couldn't help the anxious twisting in his gut at the idea that maybe, just maybe

They were right

Were you really cheating on him?

Would you really do that to him?

Would you-

The sound of the door unlocking brought him out of his thoughts as he basically ran to the front door

"S-San? What are you doing up so late?" You asked, surprised to see him still up when he was clearly tired

"Are you okay? Did something happen?" He asked, voice laced with worry as he helped you put away your things and shut the door behind you

"Um, yeah? Why wouldn't I be okay?" You asked back, confused

"What do you mean? It's past midnight! You promised to be here by ten, I was so worried about you! And you didn't even answer any of my calls!" San exclaimed, letting out the pent-up stress from the 2 long hours of waiting

"Shoot, is it that late already?" You asked, surprised. You looked at the time on your phone, and sure enough, it was 12:31 AM. You also didn't fail to notice the missed calls from San displayed right below it. Twelve, to be precise

"W-wait, your phone didn't die or anything? Why didn't you answer my calls then?" San looked at you, confused

"I must have not heard it over the loud music, sorry, baby," you said, sighing as you finally took off your heels after the long night

"Loud music? You went to a club with him?!" San almost yelled, but quickly toned his voice down as you shushed him, reminding him of the late hour

"Yeah? Don't worry though, I called myself a taxi afterwards, I didn't walk all the way back home alone," you replied with a chuckle as you started to make your way into the bedroom

"Y-Y/N, I don't think you're seeing the problem here. You went to a club, alone, with a guy you've been hanging out with for a while now, 'forgot’ to tell me, didn't pick up the phone, came home late, and now you're pretending like it's nothing?" San asked incredulously, following after you down the hallway

"What do you mean, pretending? Sunghoon is a friend, first of all," you stopped walking, turning around to face him, "secondly, I told you I’d just lost track of the time and didn't hear my phone ringing. And thirdly, what does that have to do with you? I'm back home, I'm safe and sound, and now we get to be together again, so what's the big deal?"

You were honestly perplexed as to why he was suddenly freaking out over this

He was fine with everything else before, so why was this so different?

"The big deal is that my girlfriend’s cheating on me!" San sobbed, barely getting his words out before he started to fully cry

You were completely stunned, never expecting a reaction like this from him

"San, I-" you began, only to be quickly interrupted by him

"Save it," he whispered bitterly, wiping away the tears, but more just kept coming. "I've trusted you enough to not question your decisions, but after today, all I'm seeing is that I was just a complete fool for believing you all this time. I'm done, Y/N, a-and I really mean it."

Your mouth opened in shock as you stared at him, not believing what you’d just heard

He started to walk back to the front door, still sniffling

And as much as you wanted to run after him, you knew it was pointless when he was this upset

The only choice left for you now was to wait

Wait for him to calm down and allow you to explain yourself

Only then would you be able to at least attempt to fix things again

Mingi

Today was a very special day

You’ve been looking forward to it for a while now, actually

What day is that, you ask?

Your and Mingi’s one-year anniversary, of course!!

And while you both let each other know how dearly you cherish the other every chance you got

You couldn’t wait to celebrate this day together and look back at all of the nice memories you’ve made already

And from what you could tell, Mingi looked very excited as well, which made you even happier

As the date slowly neared, you began preparing

You talked with Mingi in advance, letting him know that you wanted to take it upon yourself to make the program for the day

Which Mingi, albeit a bit reluctantly, agreed to

And so you began with the organizations, preparing everything in advance

After a few fun and casual activities to fill the day, you just needed one last thing to end the night with

Which, of course, ended up being a dinner at a very classy and famous restaurant, which you made sure to make a reservation for weeks in advance

It was on both your and Mingi’s wishlist to go there for a while, so you really didn’t want to miss the opportunity to go

But while you were excitedly planning out everything, Mingi, on the other hand, could feel a strange feeling creeping into his heart

At first, he didn’t really know what it was, so he just tried his best to brush it off and move on

But as the days passed by and he was trying to come up with a gift to give you on your anniversary, he finally realized what has been bothering him for the past few days

It was guilt 

As he was reminiscing on the past year, remembering all of the things you two did to figure out what would be the thing you’d appreciate the most

He realized that there weren’t really that many memorable things, actually

Well, no, that wasn’t true

There was a lot of fun things you’d done together

But still...To Mingi, it just all felt...not good enough?

Obviously, he’d put a lot of thought and love into your relationship, trying to dedicate as much of his time and energy to the one person he loved the most

But looking back at it, he wasn’t sure if his love towards you really “came through”, so to say

He’d never really made any grand gestures or given you any big or expensive gifts, like some might expect from a boyfriend

So now, as he watched you put so much effort into planning everything perfectly, he couldn’t help but feel bad

Like he ruined everything before it even began

How could he enjoy your anniversary when he’s been lacking as your boyfriend for a whole year now?

As the date crept closer, he started to feel more and more anxious about it, too preoccupied with his newfound worries and insecurities to really do much

So when the day of your anniversary came, he, uh...

...He had nothing

It was already noon, and here he was, still lying in his bed, looking at the ceiling with an empty look in his eyes

Meanwhile, his phone next to his head kept ringing and beeping every now and then, and he didn’t even have to look at the screen to know it was you

He felt a lot of things, but most of all, he just felt so horrible

Not only did he do a lackluster job as your partner for a whole year, but now, he even managed to ruin your anniversary as a whole with his self-loathing

...

For the rest of the day, Mingi just kind of...existed

He didn’t dare to look at his messages, he didn’t want to see just how hurt and worried you were because of him

He knew that he was making it worse with each passing second that he didn’t respond to you, but honestly, he was too anxious and scared to even face you

Because at this point? He was pretty sure you were going to break up with him

And he just couldn’t deal with that happening right now

So he kept on avoiding you and your attempts of reaching him all day

Until, just as he was about to go back to bed after making himself some food in the kitchen

He heard the doorbell ring

And he completely froze in his spot, somehow not expecting this to happen at all

It wasn’t until the bell started to ring for the second time, followed by a set of knocks, that he finally broke out of his trance

With weak legs and trembling hands, he walked to his front door, terrified of what was waiting for him on the other side

It was too late to do anything about it now, he admitted to himself with a deep sigh

Mentally preparing for your wrath, he slowly opened the door

Only to find you, dressed up in a beautiful dress, looking up at him with tears running down your cheeks

He felt like his brain short-circuited, suddenly unable to react at all

He just kept looking at you with wide eyes, watching the look of hurt on your face as you sniffled

“Mingi...why?”

Wooyoung

The door slammed shut as you stepped into your apartment, your boyfriend trailing quietly after you

Though you took the elevator, it still felt like you were out of breath, the anger pumping through your veins

You set down your shoes and handbag with a loud thud, basically throwing your coat on the hanger right after

Wooyoung just watched you silently, flinching at your harsh movements as you stomped further into the apartment

He hesitated at the door, now feeling nervous along with the guilt from before

But knowing he had no other choice, he took a deep breath and followed after you, ready to give you the apology you very much deserved

It wasn't his fault, really!

Well, it kind of was

But he tried really hard to keep his mouth shut, believe him!

Walking down the hallway and into your bedroom, he already began apologizing on his way to you

"Babe, I'm really, really sorry about what happened. I know you specifically told me to not speak about it, but I just couldn't help it! It completely slipped my mind, I promi-"

His words died in his throat when he met your gaze as you sat on the bed, glaring at him with fire in your eyes

"B-baby?" He asked, feeling his chest tighten from the anxiety

"So now you're sorry, huh? Now you're fucking sorry? After you've done the one single fucking thing I very explicitly told you not to do?" You question, the venom seeping through each of your words

Though Wooyoung was taken aback by your harsh tone (and, admittedly, terrified), he tried to calm down at least a little bit

"I-I already told you, it just slipped my mind! I was having so much fun with your friends that I completely forgot. I just wanted to share the good news with them, that's all!" He retorted, raising his voice in frustration

Which, of course, made your voice raise in turn as well

"Oh, I see, you were having so much fun that you just needed to ruin the whole evening, is that it? Do you even know how bad (F/N) is probably feeling right now? Huh? How would you feel if your friend took your spot on a project you've been dreaming of working on for months?" You yelled at him, standing up from the bed and making your way towards him

"Y/N, p-please, let's not do this right now...You know she had to find out about it one day anyway, you work in the same company!" He tried to reason with you, but to no avail

He really didn't want to admit it, but in that moment, he was genuinely scared of you

He'd never seen you this angry, let alone at him

His hands were starting to sweat, trembling slightly as he nervously fumbled with the edge of his shirt

You didn't seem to notice, though, too angry about what he did earlier that night

"Of course I know that, I'm not an idiot! But I wanted to tell her alone and explain it to her, you know, in my own words, instead of embarrassing her in front of the whole group like you did!" You cried out in frustration, suddenly remembering the look of betrayal on your friend's face when Wooyoung told the whole table

"Look, Y/N, I know you're mad right now, but just- I'm sorry, okay? It wasn't my fault, but I'm really, truly sorry." He said, trying to end the fight as soon as possible

"Not your fault? What do you mean, not your fault? Was it me that told her? No, it was you, Wooyoung! If you didn't have to be so fucking obnoxious all the time, this would have never happened!"

And with that, you had officially done it

You broke Wooyoung's heart

You knew you shouldn't have said it, you didn't mean it in the slightest

You were just blinded by your anger, trying to attack where it hurt most

And hurt it did

You could see the pain in Wooyoung's eyes as he looked at you, mouth agape, clearly shocked by what you'd just said

"Do- do you really think that about me? Y-you really think that I'm obnoxious?" He stuttered, tears already starting to cloud his vision

You stopped in your tracks, not expecting your boyfriend to start crying at all

"W-Wooyoung, I-" You fumbled over your words, too startled to say anything meaningful

You watched as he averted his gaze, embarrassed to cry in front of you

He waited a few more seconds for you to respond, to say anything

But when you didn't, he just sighed shakily, wiping away his tears and turning away from you

"Forget it," he said as he left the bedroom, leaving you behind to think about what you just did.

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