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angstysebfan · 3 years

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The Past Can Break You - 2

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

AU: Avengers

Summary: You and Bucky have been dating for aa few years. As far as you’re concerned he is the one. But what happens when a blast from the actual past shows up?

A/N: Ive seen a lot stories of Bucky getting his first love from the 40′s back. And I’ve always wondered... what would happen if he was dating someone already? Reader is from this time. Not proofread.

Warning: Smut 18+ only please

When Bucky made it up to your shared room he slowly and silently opened the door. You were sitting on your bed, your back facing the door, but he could tell you were crying by the shaking of your shoulders. It broke his heart to see you so upset.

He closed the door behind him and walked over to sit next to you. He wrapped his metal arm around your waist and pulled you into his embrace. You then openly sobbed into his chest. Bucky caressed your back and kissed you on the head, allowing you to cry.

When you started to calm down you sighed deeply, sniffed, and said, “Are you going to break up with me now?”

Bucky’s heart completely broke. He put his finger under your chin, forcing you to look at him. “No, baby. Of course not. I love you. I love you so much! Why would you think that?” He asks.

“Because before we started dating you told me about Dot and how much she meant to you. You were going to propose when you got home from the war. Well here is your chance to live the life you wanted with the girl you wanted,” you say as tears again start to leak from your eyes.

“Baby, I’m not the same man I was then. Yes, I still have love for Dot, but I’m so madly in love with you. I promise,” he said, kissing your forehead, nose, and then lips.

“I’m going to help Dot become acclimated to the world now, and help her settle. But I promise I will always be here for you, ok?” He asks.

You nod, feeling slightly better. “I love you,” you say.

“I love you too. I’ve gotta get down to the lab. I promised Dot I would be down there with her. But I won’t be long,” he says before kissing you again and then leaving.

You sit and wait for him, hoping it wouldn’t take too long. But after 4 hours you give up on him and go to sleep. You hope that he will keep his word on still loving you. You don’t want to lose him. You love him too much.

- -

1 month later

Over the last several weeks, you’ve only seen Bucky’s about a handful of times. He’s always off with Dot, helping her learn the ways of today, and helping her deal with her “trauma”. Every time he tries to give you a little time she always calls for him saying how upset she is or that she’s about to have a panic attack. You try and be understanding but at the same time it’s really starting to annoy you.

One of the worst things is that he barely even sleeps with you anymore. This morning you woke up to an empty bed, yet again, and head downstairs for breakfast. When you got down to the common room you heard the sound of Dot’s giggles and saw her sitting on the couch with Bucky, her feet on his lap. At that point you lost your appetite, so you went up to the roof instead.

After an hour you hear the door to the roof open as you’re staring off into the distance. You feel arms wrapped around your waist as a stubble chin rest on your shoulder. You decide to ignore him and continue staring off into the distance and several thoughts past of your mind.

“Was looking for you,” Bucky said as he kissed your shoulder. “Why you up here all alone?”

You sigh, “well I’m used to being alone a lot these days. And I guess I didn’t feel like sitting there watching you and Dot flirt in the common room,“ you say annoyed.

You hear him sigh behind you as he puts his forehead on your shoulder. “I know, and I’m so sorry that I haven’t been around much. I’m just trying to do my best to help her,” He said.

“I promise I’ll try and do better at managing my time so that I can spend more time with my girl,“ he says as he kisses the back of your head and trails kisses all the way down to your neck.

He turns you around in his arms and rests his forehead on yours. Before you know it you are both swaying to no music, until Bucky starts singing your song. You wrap your arms around his neck as you both slow dance to your song as Bucky sings. When he finishes you kiss him passionately.

“Tonight we will have date night. No Dot, no interruptions, just you, me, and that new lingerie you bought a few weeks ago,” he says as he continues to sway you.

You smile widely at the thought of spending a night alone with your boyfriend. “Oh Bucky, that sounds amazing! I’ve missed you so much, and I get what your doing, but it’s hard,” you say.

“I know. I’ve been neglecting you and it ends now. You are my priority, not Dot. And I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you. Tonight,” he says.

You kiss him in reply.

- -

Later that night, after dinner and another bout of dancing, you come out of the bathroom with your new lingerie set. You stand in the doorway staring at your half naked boyfriend. Bucky’s eyes darken with lust as he starts to stalk towards you like a lion about to pounce.

“You look good enough to eat, baby,” he says huskily. He then pulls you into his arms with a searing kiss.

He leads you to the bed and throws you on it, before jumping on top, connecting your lips again. His hand travels down to your core and he moves your panties to the side, putting pressure on your clit. He starts rubbing at an intensely fast pace, making you lose your breath. Very quickly he pulls your first orgasm from you.

Before you come back to earth you feel your new panties being ripped from you, as well as the bra. Bucky loved to rip your underwear all the time. He kissed his way down your stomach to your wet core and dove in. Your back arched off the bed.

“Oh my god, Bucky!” You moaned as your hand pulled his hair.

He then stuck two metal fingers into you and started pumping. You knew it wouldn’t be long now. You couldn’t stand the amazing sensation of his fingers and tongue. You started to feel the build up of pressure in your belly.

“Bucky! I’m going to cum,” you cry as you again orgasm on his face.

After a moment Bucky kisses his way back up your lips. You taste yourself on his tongue, which makes you wetter, if that’s possible. “You are the best thing I have ever tasted, Doll. Truly exquisite,” he says.

He then pulls off his pants and boxers before lining up with you. He slowly starts to push in, which feels amazing. After a moment he completely bottoms out in you. He kissed you, and just as he is about to thrust, you are both interrupted by FRIDAY.

“Sergeant Barnes, Ms. Jones is requesting to see you sir,” she says.

Bucky groans into your neck, “Tell her I’m busy and we’ll talk in the morning,” he says.

“I’m sorry sir, but she appears to be having a panic attack and having trouble breathing,” FRIDAY says.

“Shit,” Bucky says as he pulls out of you and grabs his sweats. He looks at you guiltily, “I’m sorry. I’ll be back in 10 minutes tops, and then we can finish what we started,” he says before running out the door.

You stare at the door as it closes in shock. He just left you in the middle of sex for his ex. What the hell! You lay there and wait, but after 2 hours you decide to get dressed in sweats and a t-shirt. You take your ruined lingerie and throw it out. You lay back on your bed thinking about how you will have a stern discussion when he comes back.

Before you know it, another 2 hours go by and it’s the middle of the night. You’re more than angry, now you are hurt. You grab your pillow and your blanket and leave your shared room with Bucky, and head to your old room. After locking the door, you inform FRIDAY not to let anyone, especially Bucky in. You climb into bed and allow a few tears before falling asleep.

- -

Bucky woke up the next morning disoriented. When he realized he was still in Dot’s room he panicked. After he finally got Dot to calm down last night he went to leave but Dot begged him to stay until she fell asleep. He must have dozed off too. He quickly got out of the bed and quietly exited the room.

Steve was coming down the hall and saw Bucky’s coming out of Dot’s room. “ why are you in Dot‘s room?” Steve asked.

“She had a panic attack last night and I came to calm her down and fell asleep. Y/N is going to be so pissed at me,” Bucky said.

“Wasn’t last night date night?” Steve asked.

Bucky nodded, “Yea and Dot interrupted right in the middle of sex. I left Y/N there naked on the bed like a jackass,” Bucky said angrily.

“You left her in the middle of sex to deal for your ex!? Why didn’t you ask me to deal with it?” Steve yelled.

“I don’t know. Dot says she only feel comfortable with me. I’m just trying to help her. But I’m going to lose my girl in the process. I’ll talk to Dot later about it, but things have to change. I can’t keep ignoring my girl,” Bucky said.

Steve nodded, “Yeah, we’ll good luck with talking to her after last night,” he said before slapping Bucky’s shoulder and leaving.

Bucky sighed and went to your shared room, only to see that you weren’t there. He checked the kitchen, common room, roof, gym, and lab but couldn’t find you. The last place he went was to your old bedroom. He found the door locked, which told him he found you.

“FRIDAY, can you please open the door?” He asked the AI.

“I’m sorry Sergeant Barnes. But I was requested by Agent Y/L/N to not let anyone, especially you in,” FRIDAY said.

Bucky’s heart dropped. He really messed up.

- -

Chapter 1 / Chapter 3

A lot happening in this chapter. Bucky being stupid, but at least he is aware. Now can he fix it? will the reader let him? And what else will Dot do? Feedback is appreciated!

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atlabeth · 3 years

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transferred part eight - atla smau

TRANSFERRED - zuko x fem!reader

masterlist | part 7 | part 9

summary: trying to run from your past is hard, but falling for your brother’s roommate is even harder. little do you know he’s falling for you as well.

wc: 4.5k

warning(s): alcohol, gross guys, cursing, ppl getting drunk, suggestive themes, some pining, y/n being dumb of ass

a/n: i’ve been in a weird place with my writing so that’s why this took longer, it was a combination of writers block and lacking confidence in my writing so sdkjfhs. also for the ending? im sorry. but also im not

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“SOKKA, WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN FIFTEEN MINUTES! NOW OPEN THE DOOR OR I WILL BREAK IT DOWN MYSELF!” You banged your fist against the door for what felt like the hundredth time, and it seemed to finally work. The door swung open and your brother came out holding his hands up placatingly. You had to give it to him, his hair looked good, but with all the time he had spent styling it in there you would be disappointed if it wasn’t a masterpiece.

“Calm down, Y/N! You just don’t appreciate the art that goes into this,” he said with an exaggerated gesture to himself. You rolled your eyes and pushed past him, closing and locking the door behind him to make sure that no one would disturb you while you got ready. One downside to rooming with all boys was that no one knew how to knock, so you had to be extremely vigilant in making sure that no one walked in on you.

You had spent a majority of your time picking out the perfect outfit for tonight after you and Zuko had gotten home. It was harder than you thought it was going to be to find something that said, ‘I’m available but not too available, I’m approachable but not too approachable, and also this is hot’, but after a lot of rifling through your closet you decided on a black backless top and navy blue jeans, something that looked good but did not warrant all the time spent searching.

It didn’t take nearly as long to do your hair and makeup, maybe because you were rapidly running out of time, but you decided to just go with a simple look that brought out your eye color and what you usually did for parties for your hair.

You nearly stabbed yourself in the eye with your mascara wand when you heard banging on the door. “Y/N, WE HAVE TO LEAVE IN FIVE MINUTES! NOW OPEN THE DOOR OR I WILL BREAK IT DOWN MYSELF!”

“Sokka, if you’re gonna yell at me then BE ORIGINAL!” You called back as you finished your eyes up. You shoved all the products back into your makeup bag then checked your hair one last time before leaving the bathroom.

“How do I look, boys?” You walked into the kitchen and grabbed your purse off the island, testing the waters with the heels you had decided to wear last minute. They were only a couple inches but it had been a while since you wore them, and you would prefer if you didn’t fall over in front of every hot person at this party.

Sokka followed you into the kitchen after nearly getting hit by the door, his tone somehow exasperated already. “You look fine. Now can we please get going? It’s one thing to be fashionably late, but we can’t be LATE late.”

“I love the heels, Y/N,” Aang gave you a grin and two thumbs up which you returned.

When you looked to Zuko for his reaction, you were surprised to see a faint blush dusting his cheeks and his eyes wider than usual as they lingered on you. “You look- um- wow. You look great. Are you sure you won’t get cold?”

You felt your face heat up and you smiled, subconsciously tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. “I guess I can just borrow your jacket if I need to,” you teased with a wink as you walked past him. “Come on Sokka, I’ll race you for shotgun!”

“Oh, that is so cheap—!” Before you knew it, the two of you were sprinting out the door, pushing each other

“Pick your jaw up off the floor, Zuko,” Aang said jokingly once you were out of the apartment, the distant yells of you and your brother bouncing through the hallway. “Y’know, you could probably make a move tonight. I think she’s into you!”

“I- that’s not- I wasn’t- we’re just friends!” Zuko stammered as he picked up his keys from the table, finally snapping out of his stupor.

“Whatever you say, Sifu Hotman!”

“I don’t— it’s not like that!”

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It was a quick ride over to the apartment with Sokka’s instructions — who had somehow beat you to the car winning shotgun (you blamed your heels) — and soon you were in front of Apartment B29 knocking on the door. A man about your age opened the door, and you blinked in surprise as you were hit by the wave of noise coming from inside. Sokka pushed past you and did a very complicated handshake with the guy before clapping him on the back.

“Kento, how are ya doin’? I brought my roommates with me, is that cool?”

“Of course, man! The more the merrier!” Sokka grinned and high-fived him and the four of you moved inside, all of your senses assaulted by a barrage of.. everything.

It was a surprisingly active party in a surprisingly big place, but you supposed that had to be the case for someone to throw something this size. Your eyes immediately started drifting around, searching for your friends that had arrived before you, and you started tugging on Aang’s shirt and pointing. “There they are! Come on!”

You practically dragged the poor boy behind you as your brother and Zuko followed behind in a less forced way, and you barreled into Suki, each knocking the air out of each other with the strength of your hugs.

“You’re here!” Suki looked at your outfit and whistled. “And you look fantastic? This is the Y/N that I have been missing!”

You laughed and pulled away from her, giving one armed hugs to both Katara and Toph before settling in while everyone else greeted each other. “Gotta make a good first impression on BSSU guys, right?”

“Oh, I think you already have,” Katara smirked, her eyes flicking over to Zuko for a second before training back on you.

You furrowed your brows, about to question Katara further, when Suki gasped and grabbed your hand.

“Oh, speaking of guys! There are a couple guys in my psych class tht are here that I think you’d really be into. Come on!” Suki started pulling you away and you looked back at the rest of the group with an amused expression before giving in and running away with her.

Katara groaned, looking at Toph with desperation that she couldn’t see. “That girl is hopeless. How am I supposed to do my matchmaking if she’s trying to set her up with random guys?”

“Guess you’ll either have to try harder or let it go, sugar queen.”

“You know I’m not letting this go.” Katara could’ve kept going on about it, but thankfully for Toph, Aang slung his arm around Katara’s shoulder and kissed her on the cheek.

“Come on, Katara! Let’s start this party off right.” The two of them grinned at each other and went off to the midst of everyone, no doubt to dance together.

“Zuko? You there?” Toph questioned.

“Yeah?” Parties were very much not Zuko’s thing, so he didn’t exactly know what he was going to do now that everyone had split up.

Toph elbowed him and started walking through the crowd, Zuko following hurriedly after her as he rubbed his shoulder. “What was that for?”

“It’s how I show affection.” Toph grabbed onto his hand so that she wouldn’t run into everything in her way, and continued walking. “Now come on, let’s do something! Sokka’s talking with his boys, Y/N is probably off hitting on some guys while Suki encourages her, and Katara and Aang are doing some dumb couple stuff. Which means that we have to do something.”

Zuko chuckled and shrugged. “Sure.” Hopefully Suki wasn’t serious about setting you up. Of course, he didn’t like you like that, but you were too good for the kind of guy that you would find at this kind of party. He supposed that he was that kind of guy because he was here, but he was different, right? You wouldn’t see him in that light—

“Ow! Why’d you do that again?” Zuko was sure he was going to have a bruise if he hung out with Toph for the rest of the night.

“Because I can tell that you’re thinking of something stupid.”

“I am not—

“Zuko, I can’t even see you and I know you’re lying.”

He was suddenly too distracted to focus on Toph calling him out because he saw you, talking animatedly with a couple of guys and Suki by your side. They all started laughing at whatever you said, and your smile, even from that far away, made his heart flutter. But for some reason, seeing you with those boys made him feel.. annoyed.

He didn’t even realize he was clenching his fists until Toph hit him, albeit softer, on the shoulder. “Lighten up on the grip, sparky!”

“Sorry,” he said, blinking a couple of times. “Let’s keep going.”

This was going to be a long night for Zuko.

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You had separated from the group to get another drink, having already finished your cup in the time it took to tell a couple stories. You pursed your lips and picked a beer up from the cooler, then placed the cap on the edge of the table and slammed down on top of it with your other hand. The bottle cap fell off and you took a sip, pleased that it worked. It was a party trick you had picked up when you first moved to Kyoshi, and though using a bottle opener was loads easier, this was more fun.

“Nice move.” You turned around, surprised when you heard a voice behind you, nearly spilling your drink in the process. It belonged to a tall, brown haired boy with some interesting eyebrows and a toothpick in his mouth.

“Thanks.” You smiled lightly and moved to walk away, but he blocked your path.

“What, do I not get a name?” His words had an air of cockiness to them, and he leaned against the wall next to the table. “I’m Jet.”

“Ohhhh, you’re Jet.” You took a sip of your drink to mask your grimace and rolled your eyes, already looking around for Suki to get away to. Your sister had told you about her experiences with this guy, and though there was some irony in him hitting on you all these years later, you weren’t into it. “Yeah, no thanks.”

You started to walk away but he wrapped his hand around your wrist and pulled you back to him, causing you to let out a small yelp. You were already kinda tipsy, so you got much closer than you would’ve liked (being in the same room with him was too close to be fair) and he smirked at you. Now this, this was definitely how you wanted your night to go.

“Come on darling, just give me a chance. I’m not that bad.” He was attractive, you would admit that, but the way he was acting was a red flag that you weren’t going to miss again.

“Oh, I’m sure you are.” You tried to pull your wrist out of his grip but he wasn’t budging. You glared up at him and set your jaw. “Do you really want to do this tonight? Because I’ve got time, buddy.”

“I’m just asking a pretty girl for her name, it’s not a crime. Of course, I’ll also go for your number.” He was smooth as ever, unfazed until another voice cut in.

“She said no. Now leave her alone, Jet.”

You felt his grip loosen on your wrist and you immediately pulled away, looking over to see who had saved you from the fight that you were sure was imminent. Your eyes lit up when you saw that it was Zuko, and you backed over so that you were on his side. You noticed he ever so slightly positioned himself in front of you.

“Ah.. You two a thing?” The confidence from before was replaced with what looked like anger with a hint of jealousy.

“No, he’s just a guy that knows what ‘no’ means,” you shot back. Now you wanted to fight, but Zuko took your hand and shook his head.

“He’s not worth it. Let’s go, Y/N.” He started walking away and you followed, but were unable to resist one more jab at that cocky jerk.

“I’m not into jerks that fuck over my sister!” You yelled over your shoulder as Zuko pulled you away. The two of you emerged out of the apartment onto the empty balcony, and you inhaled the fresh air.

“Thanks for that. I think I would’ve started a fight if I stayed there for another second.” You tipped back the rest of your beer and frowned, twirling the bottle between your fingers before setting it on the ground next to you. “God, this sucks. Why am I drinking it again?”

“Because you’re a broke college kid that wants to get drunk at a party thrown by other broke college kids?” Zuko offered helpfully.

You hummed in agreement and leaned your back against the railing, pointing your finger at him. “Right on the mark, mister.”

He smiled as he leaned against the wall, conveniently ignoring the chair right next to him. You figured it was for his ‘cool guy image’, but it was once again doing it for you. “He didn’t hurt you or anything, right?”

You snorted and shook your head, running a hand through your hair as you looked into the night. The party was still going on strong back inside, but it was nice to get away for a moment, especially with Zuko. “Nah. If he tried anything, he would be the one getting hurt.”

Zuko chuckled, pushing himself up from the wall and walking over to you. Another thing you had noticed from living with him and being his classmate — this boy could not sit still. “I believe that wholeheartedly.”

“Does Jet have something against you?” You questioned, casting a glance at him. “Because as soon as you showed up, he looked really angry.”

“We have some.. messy history. Some stuff that happened in high school that he can’t let go.” Zuko stared down at the ground and you nodded, taking that as a sign to not push further.

“It’s like the only guys I attract are douchebags,” you groaned, letting your head fall back to stare at the sky. “But seriously, thank you. You never know how guys like that get when you reject them.”

“Anything for you.” Zuko’s eyes widened when he realized what he said and he tried to cover it up with a cough, stammering to fix it. “B-because you’re one of my roommates! And my friend! And it’s not like I would just leave one of my friends to fend by themselves especially when they’re drunk—”

“Shhhhhh.” You waved your hand in front of his face, trying to get him to stop. “You, my good sir, talk too much.” You let out a laugh at his expression and mimicked his stance, resting your forearms against the railing and shivering a bit as a gust of wind blew by. “Just.. stand here for a little with me. Appreciate the stars,” you crooned with a flourish of your arm.

You both stood there in comfortable silence, the sounds of the party raging behind you reduced to mere background noise as you became lost in your surroundings. It was just you, Zuko, and the sky.

“It’s beautiful,” you mused.

“It is,” he agreed. When you glanced at him, you saw that Zuko’s eyes had never left you. Your face immediately heated up and you averted your gaze with a small smile, self-consciously brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. This time when you shivered you felt something being draped around your shoulders and your eyes widened in surprise when you saw it was Zuko giving you his jacket. You prayed to any god that would listen that he couldn’t see how flushed your cheeks were.

“What are you doing?”

“You did say you would borrow mine if you got cold, right?”

You hummed thoughtfully and slipped your arms into the sleeves, already feeling warmer. Whether it was from not having your whole back exposed or wearing something of Zuko’s though, you didn’t know. “I guess I did.”

When you met his gaze again, it was like some invisible force was stopping you from looking away. All of the sounds of the party faded away, and it was like the world around you had stopped. It was just you and Zuko, and you unconsciously started leaning forward.

You jumped and nearly screamed when you felt a buzz against your back pocket, letting out a relieved breath when you realized it was only your phone. You pulled out your phone and tried your hardest to look absorbed in it, trying to pretend like you weren’t just about to try and kiss Zuko right then. That moment was completely and wholly ruined.

“Ugh,” you rolled your eyes as you read the text on your phone and started to walk back inside. “Apparently Aang and Toph have gotten into a debate about… moral relativism? God, I have no idea why they’re talking about that at a party, or who they’re even arguing with, but apparently it’s getting heated. Wanna come with?”

Zuko chuckled and shook his head. “I think I’ll take a few more moments out here. Parties drain me sometimes.” In truth, he needed a while to process what just happened between the two of you, what he had done. He definitely hadn’t imagined that moment, and he knew he would be thinking of your eyes and how they sparkled in the moonlight for days to come.

“Ah, I totally get you, man. Take all the time you need, text me if you need anything!” You winked at him and ran back inside, which Zuko reciprocated with a light smile.

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You spent the rest of the night having a great time — drinking more shitty beer with Sokka, dancing with Katara and Toph, singing so badly to the music with Suki that you were amazed they hadn’t kicked you out, and telling stories to anyone who would listen with Aang’s assistance (you two made a great team). The only thing you needed was some time with Zuko - besides the time you spent together out on the balcony you had hardly seen him doing anything that wasn’t hanging on the outside of the party. The not-so-hushed conversations between three drunk girls and the designated driver about it went just as well as one might think.

“Look how sad he looks! Who comes to a party just to not party?” You caught Zuko’s eye again and waved, which he returned with a smile and a small wave of his own.

“Zuko does. He’s all ‘look at me! I’m going to show how cool and brooding I am by not doing anything. All the chicks dig it,’” Toph mocked, dropping her voice lower to imitate Zuko.

“Toph, that is so mean! You can’t even see him.” Suki placed her hands on each side of Toph’s face which Toph immediately slapped away. “You are so beautiful. You are a beautiful blind woman, and we need to dance.”

“Suki, why are your hands so cold- oh my GOD—” Suki grabbed Toph’s hand and pulled her into the fray, causing you to dissolve into giggles. You grabbed Katara’s shoulder and looked back over at Zuko.

“He looks so sad, Katara! I can’t stand it!” You stared your sister in the eyes and put your other hand on her shoulder. “I’m gonna ask him to dance. I’m going to pull that beautiful man out of the shadows of his angst and I’m going to make him dance to this trashy pop song with me and bring out his happiness.”

Katara snorted and placed her hand over yours on her shoulder, casting a glance at Zuko as well. “Are you sure? I mean, I’m pretty sure the only reason he’s here is because he has to drive you guys home.”

“My dear sister, I’m afraid to tell you that you are wrong. No one—” you gestured to yourself. “—can be sad around this.”

You clapped Katara on the shoulder then pushed your way through the crowd until you got to Zuko, not even giving him a chance to react before you grabbed his hand and started pulling him behind you back into the center of the party.

“What are you doing?” He yelled, having to raise his voice to be heard over the music and everyone around the two of you.

“I’m getting you to dance with me!” You grinned, letting go of his hand and facing him once you had gotten far enough in. He looked so out of his element that your eyes softened immediately and you put your hand on his shoulder.

“Zuko, if you’re uncomfortable then you can tell me and you can go back to what you were doing before. But please, just give this a chance for one minute. I think you’ll have fun.”

A beat of silence passed before he nodded, and your smile returned. “Y/N, you know I’ve danced before, right?”

“I don’t doubt it. But you haven’t danced the Y/N way.” The song conveniently changed to an upbeat, commercial pop song, and you gasped. “And this is the perfect song to start with! Come on, just follow my lead!”

You started to dance like no one was watching, jumping up and down, waving your arms around, and doing some truly ridiculous moves. Zuko stifled a laugh and you beckoned for him to come closer. “Get in on this, man! You promised me one minute, which means one minute of this.”

Zuko started to inch closer but you grabbed his hand once more and pulled him in, doing all of your moves from before but this time holding onto his hand. You looked so carefree, so happy, that Zuko couldn’t not do this with you. You were right that this wasn’t his scene, but he would do a lot of things if it meant seeing you like this.

Suki ran back to Katara, pulling a disheveled Toph behind her, and she gestured with her head at you and Zuko with a questioning look. “Is Zuko.. dancing? To a trashy pop song?”

Katara chuckled and nodded. “Yep.”

“Oh my god, is she wearing his jacket?”

“Yep.”

“Zuko doing things at a party and not just brooding in the corner? I think the world’s about to end,” Toph said.

“I think my sister just has that effect on him, somehow.” Katara sighed happily, looking back at her two friends with a twinkle in her eye. You grabbed onto Zuko’s hands and pulled him closer, swinging your hands back and forth between the two of you as the song changed to a more chill beat. “I haven’t seen him smile this much in ages.”

You ended up dancing together for a whole lot more than one minute.

~~~~~~

“I just- I want you guys to know how much I love you. Sokka brought us to this cool ass party, Aang is a ball of literal sunshine, my girls always got my back, and Zuko gave me his jacket because I was cold. Not that I could be cold around you, because you. Are. Hot.” Your words were slightly slurred as you and your friends walked through the parking lot. and your eyes widened as you started taking it off. “Oh shit, do you want this back? I totally forgot that I was wearing it.”

“No- no, you can keep it! I don’t mind.” Tonight had definitely changed something between you and Zuko. Your time on the balcony together, him giving you his jacket, somehow roping him into dancing like an idiot, and all these compliments that you were just throwing around? His feelings were all over the place, but it was just the party getting to him, right? You two were friends. Nothing else. But the more you flashed that smile at him, the harder it got to convince himself that was all you two were. That it was all he wanted you two to be.

“Alright, so let me get this straight. Toph and Y/N are coming home with me to our dorm, Zuko is driving the boys back to their apartment, and Suki is abandoning us to get it on with my brother?” Katara questioned, clicking the button on her keys a few times to unlock her car.

“I’m not abandoning you if I told you about it before we came here!” Suki and Sokka were holding hands, constantly whispering and laughing to each other the entire way out of the apartment. “You know that every party there’s a very real possibility of us going home together.”

“Yeah, and I try not to think about it,” she said wryly as she helped Toph into the passenger seat. “Make sure they don’t do anything stupid, Zuko?”

“I can’t make any promises. You know how they are.”

“Hey! We are two adults in a loving relationship and we are allowed to do whatever we want—” Sokka protested, leaning against Suki for support.

“We don’t want to hear about that, Sokka! Just— don’t mess up my part of the room, okay? And if you do anything on my bed I will ruin you.” You pointed at him accusingly and Suki gave him a big kiss.

“Don’t worry, Y/N! It’s all gonna be fine,” Suki grinned at you and poked Sokka’s cheek, and you shook your head.

“I’m too drunk and too sleep deprived to deal with this,” you grumbled as you climbed into the back seat of Katara’s car, nearly falling over as soon as you sat down.

“Take care of her, okay?” Zuko muttered to Katara as he walked past her. She mock saluted and grinned.

“As if I’m capable of anything else.”

Through the window you could see Aang and Zuko talking about something while you left the parking lot, but you couldn’t hear them. “Whaddya think they’re talking about?”

“It’s probably nothing,” Katara said with a smile.

~~~~~~

Soon, you, Katara, and Toph were all back at the dorm, sitting on the floor talking together. It had been a long time since you had gotten some girl time, and no other time was better than after partying your heart out.

You pulled out your phone and stared at it, tuning out Katara and Toph as they started going on about one of their classes. You had an internal conversation with yourself, then unlocked it and went to your messages. Drunk you was taking control, and drunk you was not the smartest.

#avatar #avatar the last airbender #avatar smau #atla smau #atla #smau #social media au #zuko #zuko smau #zuko x y/n #zuko x reader #avatar the last airbender smau #fic #writing #sadie writes

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yet-another-fan-girl9 · 3 years

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Blackouts at the Bank

Summary: You get locked into a bank along with Captain America during a city-wide blackout.

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Language

Word Count: 1348

Square Filled: Locked In with a Cute Stranger

A/N: This *is* a F.R.I.E.N.D.S. plot, buuuut it’s not an AU and therefore this will fill another square.

For @star-spangled-bingo 2021.

Star Spangled Bingo 2021 Masterlist

The bank sucked. Well, you weren’t even really in the bank, just the ATM room. Was there a better name for it? Probably. Your mind drifted off while you waited for the grey haired woman in front of you to withdraw some cash. Did people really use cash anymore? You were only here because you had to pay your grandmother back, and God forbid that she learns how to use Venmo or PayPal.

A glance around the room told you that the majority of the five people, the woman ahead of you and a couple at the ATM next to the right, were at least fifty or older. The only outliers were you and a tall man in the back, his cap casting a shadow over his face, his jacket collar pulled up as well. Oh, God, you hoped he didn’t have any malicious intentions. Tall, broad shouldered, good posture (albeit his efforts to make himself smaller), he, most likely, did not fall into the category of the others in the room.

He shifted and you realized that you may have been staring at him for a bit too long. You turned your gaze back to the woman in front of you and then to the window. It was already getting dark outside, the New York City lights flashing along with the chorus of cars honking.

The grey haired woman finished her withdrawal and you stepped up to the machine. Now, the problem with not using cash is that you don’t really know what you’re doing. Sure, the ATM gives you instructions, but you took your time. By the time you finished, the couple had left and the tall man was reading the directions on his ATM. You had gotten used to his presence and was pretty sure that he wasn’t going to cause any trouble, but you sure as hell weren’t going to be left alone with a strange man.

You walked to the exit, but the moment before you touched the door, the lights went out and you heard the bank’s locks engage. Oh, shit. You pushed on the door, just in case, but it didn’t budge. Great. This was fan-fucking-tastic.

The man you were trapped with was silent, save for the soft muttering. Your eyes adjusted to the dim room and you saw the man leaning against a wall. You moved over to the opposite wall and busied yourself with fishing your phone out of your pocket. You kept glancing at the man. Should you say something? Neither of you knew how long you were going to be trapped in here. Would it make things more or less awkward if you spoke? Luckily you didn’t have to make that decision.

“I guess we’re stuck, huh?” the man said. He had taken off his hat and it took you a moment to place his face, but when the realization hit, you almost evaporated. You were stuck in a goddamned ATM room with Captain fucking America.

“Yep,” you replied after enough seconds to make it weird and nodded. “Stuck.” Why did you have to be so fucking awkward? You fiddled with your jewelry and looked around the room, anywhere except directly at the Avenger.

The sound of a phone ringing startled you and you hoped the Captain didn’t notice. He answered and in an attempt to not eavesdrop, you looked at a poster hanging on the wall next to you. Unfortunately, it was too dark to actually make out the words, but you kept staring at it.

“Yes, I’m okay. I’m just trapped in an ATM vestibule.”

Vestibule. Was that a word? If Captain America said so, then yes. You brought your attention back to your phone when it vibrated in your hand.

Thing 1: u good?

You: yes. just trapped at the bank

Thing 2: We got lots of candles lit. Might cast a funky little spell

A photo of your two roommates with a shit ton of candles followed.

“No, I’m not alone, there’s a girl here,” you heard Captain America say. It was hard to not eavesdrop. “No, Buck, I can’t just break out, it’s a bank. Yeah, okay, bye.”

You: im not alone tho. im stuck with captain america

Thing 2: oMG really?

Thing 1: pics plz

Thing 2: That’s so lucky.

Thing 1: get his #

Thing 2: We’ll cast a spell to help you get his number.

Thing 1: im calling u

You: oh no

“Hello?” you answered your phone ready for the onslaught of questions from your roommates.

“We need proof,” they yelled through the phone. “Talk to him! Get a pic!”

Even though you were on the other side of the vestibule and your volume was relatively low, the Captain glanced at you. Doesn’t he have enhanced hearing or something? Ah, fuck.

“I’m ignoring you now, bye,” you said into the phone before hanging up, completely shutting it off, and shoving it into your pocket.

“So do you want a photo?” He grinned.

“Oh, no, I don’t need a photo,” you chuckled and looked at your feet.

You absolute fucking idiot. Of course you need a photo. You would die for a photo. If Captain fucking America offers you a photo, you say yes, goddamn it. But, of course, you said no. You could always change your mind. If you came out of this without even a photo, no one would believe you.

“Actually, a photo would be wonder-awe-great. A photo would be great, please.” Fuck, fuck, fuck. Stop being so awkward. Please.

He walked over to your side of the room and you heard your rapid heartbeats in your ears. You hoped you looked okay. It’s not like you dressed up to withdraw some cash.

“Uh, sorry, I turned off my phone because, roomies, you know,” you explained and rubbed your palms on your jeans.

“That’s alright. I can always send them to you.”

You nodded and smiled for the photo, trying to not focus on his close proximity.

“Where am I sending the picture?” You gave him your number and began to fidget with your jewelry again. “You know,” he said with a smile. “One would think this was an elaborate way to get my number.”

“What? Oh, no, I-I’m not,” you stopped yourself with a sigh.

“Don’t worry about it,” the Captain laughed. “So,” he paused for your name and you quickly gave it to him. “What brought you here?”

“I needed some cash for something completely legal.”

“Cash is kinda going out of fashion, isn’t it?”

You shrugged and leaned against the wall. “I need to pay my grandmother back, hence the cash.”

Captain America was, what? Technically in his nineties? Older? He would still be used to cash right? But why did he have to come out here? Didn’t Tony Stark have plenty of resources at the Avengers Tower?

“Well, Tony’s birthday is coming up,” he explained when you asked. “And he’s actually quite good at figuring out what you got for him. We all have to be sneaky, some of us have even gotten decoy gifts.”

***

“My aim sucks,” you laugh at yourself and go to retrieve the hair tie that you had flicked at a poster.

“Well,” the Captain, or as he repeatedly told you to call him Steve, said, drawing out the word.

“It’s fine.”

“Here, let me show you.”

He moved behind you and put his arms around you to help you position the hair tie.

“See, if you place the band higher up, it flies off easier,” he whispered, his breath tickling your neck. “So we aim and we release.”

As the band flew off your finger, the lights flickered back on.

“Oh, well I guess we’re free to go,” you sighed. “I hope we see each other again.”

Steve opened the door, the crisp spring air washing over you. “I have your number anyway.”

He waved as he walked the other way. You got your phone out and turned it back on. The first thing you did was update your phone’s wallpaper to the picture with a giddy smile.

#ssb2021 #Steve Rogers #steve rogers x reader #marvel #mcu

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randaccidents · 4 years

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Fractured (part one)

So I have fallen into another fandom! @mine-sara-sp‘s shadow people au is just so good though!

A while ago she posted a fic of a vexed Paladin and it got me thinking. This is where that thinking went.

TW: Blood, fighting, panic attacks (somewhat), manipulation

Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Epilogue

The morning sun had just risen over the horizon and everything was quiet for once on Hermitcraft. With the recent glow ups in New Hermitville – literally, there was glowstone everywhere now – not even the sound of zombies could be heard, allowing all hermits who thought to find the comfort of their beds to have a peaceful awakening.

At least, for most of the sleeping hermits on the server, this was the case. For Wels, not so much.

The buzzing of his communicator woke Wels from his peaceful sleep. Groaning, Wels rolled over in his bed and blearily groped for the infernal device. Rubbing his eyes, Wels’ eyes flicked over the main chat to the two personal message chats that were blowing up his communicator.

Personal message from GoodTimesWithScar

[Scar] Wels vex alert!

[Scar] bnghyt67sdzfgtyuopgtfjgkadsfxgchvjbknlm;,;lkjhaghjkl;’

[Scar] sorry Keloid licked my communicator

[Scar] where are you Keloid wants you

[Scar] I think Paladin died again

[Scar] youre sleeping arent you?

[Scar] please wake up

[Scar]Keloid is gonna melt me in lava please wake up

[Scar] wake up

[Scar] pls this jrt is hgh they took my elytea

[Scar] wake up

Personal message from Cubfan135

[Cub] Wels vex alert!

[Cub] Avarice is looking for you

[Cub] ohno your asleep arent you

[Cub] Wels wake up

[Cub] Avarice is destroying my villager center

[Cub] Wels

[Cub] Wels my poor villagers

[Cub] How are you still asleep?

[Cub] If I know Scar, and I know Scar, he is spamming you right now

[Cub] Wels please if not for me then do it for the villagers

[Cub] … Wels I know youre awake answer me where are you

There goes his opportunity to pretend to be asleep. Grumbling, Wels rolled out of bed and began preparing for his day. He wasn't in the mood for anything in particular at the moment. If anything, he wanted to go back to sleep. Grabbing his tool set and weapons, Wels headed for the door. Yawning, he almost forgot to put on his armour before he left his mansion.

Shuddering at the memory of his last round trip flight, he quickly doubled back to grab the most important piece; the helmet. Looking at the rest of his armour set, he shrugged. Where he was going, and especially who he was going to meet, he wouldn't need any armour. Shrugging on his elytra, Wels jumped from the highest window in his mansion, gliding lazily towards the portal tower.

As he flew, Wels opened his communicator and idly flipped through the general chat, trying to pinpoint what needed to face his wrath for waking him up so early (the zombies weren't even burning yet!)

Hermitgang

*Welsknight's shadow fell from a high place

[Zedaph] its vex time boys

[BDubs] CUB SCAR YOU GOT INCOMING

[BDubs] AND TELL THEM TO STOP FLYING OVER NEW NEW HERMITVILLE

[Iskall] I dont think they heard you

[Impulse] I think their working on Concorp things right now

[Grian] Keloid and Avarice just flew past at mach speed and knocked me out of the sky like some kinda vex aeroplane what did I miss

[Iskall] read up

[Grian] oh

[Grian] well their heading the wrong direction we can still warn them

[Impulse] there is no way this chat hasnt warned them yet

[Zedaph] is that Keloid holding Scar up there on the jet?

[Impulse] ...I stand corrected

[BDubs] GET WELS

[Grian] isnt today his sleep day

[Impulse] what

[Impulse ] aw man he sleeps like a rock!

[Tango] you know what this means?

[BDubs] NO TIME FOR THAT INITIATE OPERATION WAKE WELS

[BDubs] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] how do you want to do that man hes unshakable

[Zedaph] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Tango] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ WAKE UP WELS

[Impulse] ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ WAKE UP WELS

[Mumbo] Guys stop I cant afk in peace like this

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[Grian] Mumbo? Woken from afk? Impossible

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] and here is proof that Wels cannot be woken

[BDubs] DOESNT MEAN WE CANT TRY

[BDubs] WAKE UP WELS

[Iskall] yo bdubs you alright? been using a lot of caps there

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[BDubs] I DRANK 5 MONSTER ENERGY AND 7 COFFEE IM GREAT

[Keralis] hes not alright

[Keralis] send help

[Impulse] WAKE UP WELS

[Doc] Alright Im headed over right now dont you run from me

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[BDubs] NO IM FINE YOU WONT FIND ME ANYWAY

[Keralis] hurry I cant hold him forever

[Tango] WAKE UP WELS

[Doc] I know where everyone is on this server

[Bdubs] CRAP HOW IS HE ALREADY HERE

[Keralis] WE HAVE A RUNNER FOLKS

[Zedaph] WAKE UP WELS

[Mumbo] How did you find my witch farm?

[Mumbo] How did you even get here???

[Cub] Wels I swear I know you're awake answer me where are you

[Impulse] WAKE UP oh

[Grian] ooo busted

[Impulse] I cant believe that did it

[Grian] my work here is done

[BDubs] YOULL NEVER CATCH ME ALIVE HAHAHAHA

[Tango] but you didnt do anything?

[Grian] exactly

[Cub] Wels hurry up Avarice saw the chat it is this close to smashing me

[Zedaph] did I just see grian flip his elytra like a cape while flying and not die

[Doc] GOT HIM

[Mumbo] Please get out of here

[Scar] please

Any other day he would feel guilty for leaving the Concorp with their shadows. But today he was tired and feeling a tad bit petty. Landing before the portal, he shot a quick message into the chat.

[Wels] Tell them to meet me in the sand mesa temple. They know which

Not bothering to wait for a reply, Wels set his communicator on silent and strode into the portal, heading towards the 'meeting place'. Preoccupied as he was, Wels never saw the stray shadow on the floor that detached itself to follow after him.

~~~

Closing the door of the shadow temple, Wels began preparations to resummon Paladin. Reaching into the chest he had left, he pulled out an armour stand and climbed the podium, humming a sea shanty as he went. Placing the armour stand on the podium, he stepped back to make sure Paladin wasn't summoned quite that fast. He was not in the mood to deal with his ego today. Suddenly, he heard the door open and close behind him. That was fast. “Wait just a bit I’ll have your Shiny for you,” he yelled over his shoulder. Stepping forward, he prepared to summon Paladin and-

Wait. Keloid and Avarice don’t just, open and close doors. They smash them. The person behind him was not Keloid or Avarice. He turned-

and something slid across his throat, cutting off his breath.

Choking, Wels stumbled back, falling onto the stairs. Hands scrabbling at his throat, trying to close the wound, to breathe. Tilting his head to the side, he found an angle that let him breathe shallowly.

“Well, that wasn't what I intended, but it works great for my frustrations.”

Gasping, he looked up and met his bright blue eyed ambusher, idly tracing shapes in the air with its sword. Wels knew this shadow. He was so dead. Shakily, he drew his sword from his tool belt. His ambusher looked down at him through his visor and grinned, stalking forward.

“You think you can fight me as you are now? You make me laugh.” A snarl, and Apex was upon him, sword screeching against his own. Wels found himself struggling to push Apex away, to breathe, breath stolen in the face of a predator. “Good thing I need a laugh right now.”

Apex made a quick movement with its hand, sending Wels’ sword skittering up the stairs onto the podium. Wels barely managed to bring his arms up to block the next sword strike, wheezing in pain as it skittered off something hard. Pain ignored in the adrenaline, in the need to stay alive, Wels scrabbled backwards up the steps, forgetting his injuries, forgetting to breathe, anything to grab the precious sword that would give him a chance. Apex was advancing on him, he can't breathe, where is his sword?

His hand reached back, and he grabbed hold of something made of sticks.

His shadow bubbled, rising out of the floor to become 3D. Yellow eyes flickered open.

*Welsknight’s shadow has been summoned

Paladin stretched lazily, unaware of their surroundings. “Wels hey so about that death I...”

Apex stood before them, Wels on the floor at their feet. This was not normal. “What are you doing Apex?”

The shadow grinned at them lazily, sword in a resting position at their hip. “Why, just releasing some pent up frustrations on unsuspecting players. This doesn't concern you at all. Go back to those creatures you call shadows.”

They almost did. They didn't want to keep Keloid and Avarice waiting too long. But then they made the mistake of looking down.

Wels looked horrible. Paladin could see open wounds on his neck and arms, fresh from the fight. Wels’ breathing was shallow, but his eyes were hyper aware, shuddering between Apex and Paladin.

He looked cornered. Paladin took a step towards him, something tugging at the back of their mind. What was this emotion?

Apex snarled at them threateningly. “Are you challenging me little blacksmith? You’re nothing without your guard dogs following you.” Paladin’s shoulders hiked upwards at the nickname and they hissed in the way that Keloid and Avarice would when angry. Apex flinched at the noise, stabbing their sword downwards towards the floor to mask it, Wels’ whimper of pain going unnoticed in the tension. “You can fight me if you want blacksmith. But I’m not afraid of you.” The sword came back up to point at Paladin’s exposed chest. “You are nothing without those vex, and I will end you.”

They couldn't take those insults to his ability. Their ego did not want to allow it. But Paladin had survived this long with fewer deaths than expected because they knew when to quit. This was not a fight they could win, even if the pulsing knot in their chest rebelled. They stepped away from Wels.

Apex grinned, yellow smile flashing through the impossible corners of the temple. “Smart choice.” They moved, and Paladin’s eyes trailed downwards, locking onto Wels’ panicked ones. The knot in their chest grew tighter-

And in one stroke, they had grabbed a sword from the floor and stabbed Apex through the back with it.

Apex snarled in surprise, whirling around to face them. A clashing screech, and they were locked in combat. Paladin could see Wels dragging himself away from the corner of their eye and a strange relief filled them. Giving a threatening hiss-chirp back, blocked Apex’s blows, looking for an opening to exploit as their training with Wels kicked in.

Parry, parry, thrust, parry, parry, thrust

The rhythm kept them in the fight, preventing Apex from advancing while also retaliating. So it came as a surprise when Apex suddenly twisted its wrist and sent their sword flying to the opposite side of the room. Not wasting a beat, Apex leapt at them, sword swinging in a large arc that sliced across their neck. Paladin staggered backwards at the pain, only barely moving their head to the side to avoid a sword in their skull, sending a straight gash of light across their face. They click-snarled at Apex, whose grin only turned more predatory.

The next swing was intercepted by an axe, followed by a pickaxe which sliced across their chest. Apex barely stumbled as they charged forward yet again, pinning Paladin’s off-handed axe to the floor with one hand. Raising a foot, it was brought down with a snap!, breaking the weapon. A pickaxe at its shoulder brought their attention back to Paladin, and the cycle began anew.

Parry, parry, parRY, PARRY, PARRY

Slices on their arms, light and triangular particles spinning away. Paladin could feel panic start to settle deep in their bones as they fought. They had barely managed to keep themselves between Wels and Apex, but they knew this was a losing fight. A pickaxe was never meant to be a strong weapon against a sword, but they were determined. The knot in their chest would be too painful to bear otherwise they knew. They kept swinging and parrying, what choice did they have?

There is one choice for you dark one.

Bells and tinkling laughter. They knew who this was. The world around them paused, glowing a light blue like a badly rendered photo. They closed their eyes.

The sound of wings, of bells and tinkling laughter grew nearer. The intense sensation of being watched crawled beneath their skin, but they stood firm. They were made for the spotlight, it did not scare them one bit. Not even as the Vex arrived to speak to them again.

We can help you dark one. All you need to do is make a deal.

Keloid and Avarice had warned them more than enough for them to know that this was a bad idea. They snarl-growled at the unseeable entity before them. “No. Haven't I said this enough times? Go away.”

Ah, but you need help don’t you? Look at your summoner, so weak and fragile. We know that he won’t last once you go down.

That made Paladin falter slightly. “But he’ll respawn!”

Humming. But what if this time he doesn't? What then dark one, what then?

They were not thinking straight, they knew that, knew it in the shaking of their hands and the rush of adrenaline, the cold in their bones and the knot in their chest- no, the emotions in their chest that they didn't understand, emotions for their summoner; care? worry? They didn't know, everything was going so wrong-

Calm dark one. We can help. All you need to do, is ASK.

Paladin considered, actually thought about what was being offered. They needed help, they knew. They also knew that the Vex were strong and ancient. But the warnings…

“If I ask for your help, I want to know what I’m getting into first. No sneaky dealings of any sort.”

Laughing bells. If you insist. All we want is a chance to make a deal with your summoner. You will be the conduit to bring him to us.

“And if I don’t?”

You both won’t have a choice. One way or another we will find you.

Paladin ducked their head, opening yellow eyes to glance sideways at Wels. The man had pulled himself to a column. His shirt was ripped, used as makeshift bandages. Red. So much red. They made their decision.

“Alright, I’ll take your deal. Help me.”

Shattering music notes. What do you want us to give you, dark one?

There was no hesitation, the words drawn upwards out from him. “Power. I’ve been the damsel for long enough. Give me the power to protect my family.” They would have hesitated more, but that glance at Wels earlier had solidified a fiery resolve. They wanted to protect their family, and that included Wels whether he liked it or not.

Tinkling glass shards mixed with laughter as power stabbed its way into Paladin. Of course. Now, wake and face your opponent dark one, and remember our deal.

The blue fog faded, the staring spotlights died, the glass was swept away. It was as if the Vex were never there. But Paladin could feel the power rising in their chest, competing with guilt and worry and panic. With a roar, they released it into the air.

Apex stumbled backwards, the roar resonating through memories of darkness, birds, blue. Its grin became more of a grimace as they launched itself at Paladin again, only to be stopped by a sword. Where had they-?

Looking around, Apex noticed the glowing blue gauntlets floating in the air around Paladin. The gauntlets moved quickly, each hand grabbing the closest weapon. A blue cloak of the same colour had spawned out of nowhere and draped upon Paladin’s shoulders. Apex’s grimace flipped back into a feral grin. This was what a real challenge looked like.

They sprung into action, hacking away at each weaponed hand. With every hand that fell, another took its place. Every hit that did land bounced off the hard plating of the seemingly cloth-made cloak. But it soon began to tire, invisible strings softening its blows. No one else on the server had kept up with it this long, not even Killjoy. But shadows didn't tire, someone must be helping Paladin. Looking up, Apex met Paladin’s angered glare. But that didn't faze them at all.

What did faze them was the softly glowing blue streaks where they had sliced Paladin earlier. Apex hissed. Vex. That's where the blacksmith’s help had come from. They shuddered as the invisible threads cut deeper. Now that it knew what to look for, they could feel the Vex on its shoulders, weighing it down. It was time to cut their losses.

Apex faked a lunge at Paladin, taking the split second of Paladin being off-balance to make a run for the door. Turning back inside the doorframe, Apex took in the scene they had left. Red on the floor, pillars sliced into, Paladin running towards them.

And Wels was finally open. Apex grinned. Mechanically, they raised their arm, bringing out Biffa’s spare iron sword and threw it, slamming the door behind them.

Paladin howled, jumping to grab the sword. They knew they were too far away, but something carried their momentum forward and they grabbed the sword out of the air, tumbling onto the steps of the podium. They could feel the cloak folding behind them as it smoothed back out from whatever form it took. In that moment, all Paladin could do was breathe.

“Pal-adi-n?” The halting gasp of their name brought them back to the source of their current problem. Prying themselves off the floor, they hurried to Wels’ side, checking on his wounds. Wels was more concerned about other things, physically recoiling at the sight of the blue scars.

“Wha- di-you do?” The question came out gurgled, but understandable. Paladin could only helplessly reach for their summoner, voice pleading for understanding.

“I made a mistake so I could save you.”

Wels seemed to understand, allowing Paladin close to check on him even as fear swam in his eyes. “Vex” he hissed, before coughing painfully into Paladin’s chest. Paladin chirped soothingly as Avarice always did for them, even as the now known panic rose up yet again. Wels was in no condition to move right now. They could look for help, but what if Apex came back? They could try Wels’ communicator, but they had no idea which temple this was. They could be anywhere! What to do what to do what to do

A pricking in their arm brought them back to reality, grounding them. They cooed at Wels in confusion; they could sense no danger here.

Until they saw the lone Vex mob, sitting on the centre podium where shadows were summoned. It cocked its head at the bloodied knights below them, grin permanently stretched wide.

We told you we would find you. Tinkling bells, shattering laughter, a hundred gazes combined as one.

It's time to fulfill your end of the deal.

Blue particles, broken bells, the room bathed in a blue-purple glow as the knights held tight to each other; one protectively and one in fear. The bell tolled.

Not minutes later, Keloid and Avarice burst down the door to find the temple empty, clean of all signs of struggle and missing two fractured knights.

#abandoned shadows au #paladin #wels #apex #keloid #avarice #vex #also WEREVEX #they are in for one hell of a ride #literally 3 pages in docs is dedicated to the hermit chat #alright trigger tags time #blood #panic attacks #fighting #manipulation #violence #MY WRITING TAG #DO I HAVE ONE #my writing

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Photographs (Jimin x You ONESHOT)

A/N: So... Jimin's birthday is coming up so I'm gonna try do more Jimin's fic. Hahaha. and im sorry if the angst is rally not quite up there :(

MASTERLIST

"I cant believe I'm late again!" Jimin grumbled. "And they didnt even bother to wake me up! What a bunch of useless hyungs!" Jimin ran to the venue the moment the tinted window van dropped him off. For the millionth time, Park Jimin is late to his own concert again. And he is extremely late this time. The front entrance is already crowded with fans and Jimin pulled his mask and hoodie tighter to cover his face. He will be dead if the fans found out he is here, right behind them, at his own concert. Even if he survived them, Namjoon and management will surely kill him after.

As he safely managed to reached the backdoor a girl wearing all black, black cap, black hoodie, black jeans, black everything and shielding her face knocks into him. Before he can say anything she grabbed his hand in panic and pushed him inside the door, making Jimin stumbled in. She then closed the door with a bang in a hurry and leans her back on the door, blocking it from anyone else who might want to try to open it. Jimin was shocked. What is going on? Is she a crazy fan? Is he being kidnapped right now? Should he scream for help?

"Sorry I had to do that. The security is just right there at the corner. He might have seen us. Are you sneaking in too?" She looks at him curiously.

Sneaking in?

Jimin finally take a good look at the girl who finally pushed down her hoodie and mask, revealing her face. Shes wearing black everything. Is she actually really sneaking in into his concert? And she thinks he is sneaking in too? Does this happen a lot at all his concert before? Is this like a thing right now?

Still, despite all his confusion, Jimin cant help but to notice that shes very beautiful, making him stare at her in awe for a moment.

"Are you telling me that you are sneaking in?" He finally find his vpice and asks her.

"Uh yeah. Arent you?" She eyed him skeptically. "If you arent, then what are you doing back there?"

"I-uh yeah. I sneaked in," Jimin quickly agreed. Its better than saying who he actually is and why he is dpinf back here right now.

The girl smiles in relieved. "I knew there must be someone else who will be doing this," she laughs. "Their ticket prices is ridiculous. Who has that kind of money just to watch them sing anyway? Do you like them?" She looks at him curious.

"Y-Yeah. I do. I guess?" How is he supposed to answer that? "But from the sound of it, it seems like you dont? Why are you even here?"

"To be honest. I dont know them. But I heard they are big though,"

Oh, she doesnt know who we are. No wonder she didnt recognized me.

Jimin slowly opens up his disguise and the girl didnt even bat an eye at him, which intrigues him to no end. She might not know who he is, bit his looks will usually make any girl look twice, but apparently no this girl. "I'm Jimin. Park Jimin," he looks at her face for a reaction as he said his name, but nothing. "Whats your name?"

"I'm Y/N," she takes his hand and Jimin felt electricity in their touch. His phone is buzzing, most probably from his band mates,asking him where he is, but he doesnt want this moment to end right now. He wants to know this Y/N more. There is just something about her that attracts Jimin very strongly.

"If you dont mind me asking, if you dont know them at all, then why are you even here? And even sneaking in just to see them?"

"I need to see who they are for work purposes," that is all the explanation she gave Jimin and even though he is curious, he didnt get to ask more when one of his manager appeared.

"Park Jimin! You are late!" He yells from the corner of the hallway.

"I'm sorry hyung, I'm coming now!" Jimin takes a glance at Y/N who is panicking and trying to hide.

"And whos that?" He eyed Y/N who is still panicking, now standing still like a statue besides him.

"Uh m-my friend. I let her in with me," Jimin came out with an excuse fast and the manager nodded, walking away, motioning for Jimin to follow him. Jimin looks back at Y/N who was confused with the whole exchange. "I-I have to go. I'm sorry but I hope I will see you again," he looks at her hopeful. "Can I? Please?"

Y/N looks at him with suspicion in her eyes. "Wait! Dont go yet! Who are you? W-why does that man knows you? And why arent you in trouble for sneaking in?"

"I dont have time to explain. Here," he plucked her phone from her hands and quickly keyed in his number, making sure to call his phone for her number. "Stick around to watch the concert and you will know the answer to your question," Jimin winks and rans off, leaving Y/N dumbfounded.

Y/N gathered herself and managed to sneaked into the concert hall, and once the band is introduced, she finally knows what that strange Park Jimin meant. Oh, she found out alright. She found out exactly who he is.

Park Jimin of BTS.

A member of the band shes supposed to work with starting tomorrow.

Oh how shes screwed.

/////

Struggling for years trying to find a job as a photographer, Y/N is finally offered a job from her friend. A boy band is launching a new campaign and they need a new photographer. Overjoyed with the chance of finally earning some money and being able to eat something else other than just instant noodles for months, she said yes immediately, only realizing too late that she dont even know who the band is. So when it was mentioned that the band is holding a concert somewhere close, Y/N decided to sneaked in and take a glimpse, there is no way she can afford to buy their ticket anyway. How would she know that the band member himself would be sneaking around at the backdoor just a few minutes before the show?

Watching the concert, Y/N finally realizes why the band is so well known and why their too expensive tickets are often sold out. She watches in awe as they inyeract with their fans, laughing, singing and dancing. Their talent is amazing and its very fascinating to her.

She also knows that she can definitely say goodbye to her job if that Park Jimin ever opens his mouth.

And as she saw he flashed his sweet, innocent smile on stage, she really hopes he doesnt.

/////

"I heard we have a new photographer for this comeback. She will cover everything, from our campaign, concept shoots, concerts, behind the scene of music vudeos, fan meets, everything!" Jin suddenly said as they entered the company building. "And I heard its a young girl,"

"Really?" Taehyung 's ears perked up. "I hope its not one of those crazy fans again. Its hard to work with someone who fan girls over us more than she does working. I mean I appreciate the attention but work is work you know. The last one scares Kookie to death with her obsession," Taehyung laughs, remembering the incident.

"Yah! I was not scared!" Jungkook pouts.

"Oh come on. You make a fuss every single time and locked yourself in the room, not wanting to go to any photoshoots or even practice if shes around. You call that not being scared?" Taehyung laughs out loud at the memory.

"Shut up hyung!"

It has been an unspoken rule for quite some time in their company, to not hire young unmarried females as staff for their band. This rule is made after multiple incident where the staff turns out to be a crazy fan who applied for the job in order to be close to the boys. Their popularity is increasing and the level their fans are willing to go to get closer to them are sometimes beyond their imagination. So when Jin said their photographer is a young girl, all of them are intrigued. Who is this girl who passes the interview with their management?

"Ow! What the hell?! Dont you have eyes!" A voice screeched as she falls on the floor, hard.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didnt look where I was going," Jimin who was absorbed with the conversation bumped into one of the staff. Atleast he hope it is a staff. He hold out a hand to help her up and the girl took it.

"Y-Y/N?"

Y/N was shocked and wide eyed. She knows the boys must be lurkimg somewhere in the building. Its their work place after all, but she didnt expect to meet the boys this soon. She thought she would have more time to think of what to say to this Park Jimin. She also definitely did not think she would meet them in this situation either, sprawled on the floor.

"Why didnt you answer any of my calls and text?" Was the first question that comes out from Jimin's mouth, making the rest of the boys look at each other. Jimin is texting with a girl? How come they dont know about it? "A-and what are you doing here?"

"I-uh-" Y/N didnt get to answer when one of the staff members came up behind her and answer instead.

"Oh boys. You have met each other then. This is Y/N, your new photographer for this comeback,"

Upon hearing that, Jimin cant help but to give her a huge smile. All those weeks he has been ignored, not a single reply to his texts and calls and now, she has no where to run. Jimin smirked at her restless expression. She can ignore him all she wants, but Jimin has made it his life mission, that no matter what, Jimin will make sure he will get to know her better.

/////

"Hey, wait up!" Jimin jogged slowly towards her once he saw her rushed out from the meeting room once it was adjourned. "Where are you going in sucb a rush? We dont have a shoot today,"

Y/N rolled her eyes.

"My life doesnt only revolves around you and your team members Park Jimin," she scoffed and keeps walking.

"You know, as much as its nice to hear you say my full name, I think I will like it better if you call me Chim or maybe Chimchim. Preferably oppa if you want," he pushed his hair back and winks at her. There was never a girl who was able to resist his charms when he does that, but Y/N just look at him with a weirded and bored expression.

"First of all no thank you. Jimin is fine. And second of all, whats wrong with you? Is something wrong with you eye? Do you have a sty or something?" She looks at him weirdly. Jimin felt embarassed and taken aback. That was a respond he never expect he will get from a girl before.

"Uh n-no. I'm perfectly fine," he straightened himself, all self confidence went out the window. "But really, where are you going?"

Y/N sighed. "Not that its any of your business, but if you really must know, I'm going to go and have something to eat,"

"Really? Can I come with you? I have nothing to do right now anyway," Jimin's eyes sparkles in excitement. "I- uh I mean, we are somewhat friends right? Sneaking in friends?" He smirks, knowing theres no way she will say no if he blackmails her like this.

"Uh fine! But I dont think its somewhere you idols would go," she stalked off and Jimin ran after her, nit caring where she is headed. All he kmows is he needs to come with her.

Out of all the places, Y/N took Jimin to a convenience store. Where she took two cups of instant noodles and sat at the seats provided. Jimin took a seat beside her and stare at her.

"Is that all you are eating? For dinner?" He eyed the cup noodles and can coffee in front of her.

"Breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper maybe?" She giggles and stir her now already cooked noodle.

"What?!" Jimin was surprised. "You havent eaten all day?"

"Well Mr Idol, not everyone can afford a fancy meal for every time shes hungry. I'm thankful enough for being able to buy two packets right now," she turns to look at Jimin, her face turns serious. "And because of that, I want to thank you for not telling on me. About the sneaking in thing I mean. I could have lose my job if you did. And as you can clearly see here, I reaaally need that job. So thanks," Y/N smile and turn back to her noodle, slurping and inhaling it like she is just sitting with an old friend. As if Jimin is not an attractive man that is sought after by million of girls all over the world. Like Jimin is not someone well known. Like Jimin is not an idol.

And somehow, Jimin likes that feeling. That feeling of being treated like a normal human being.

He likes it so much. He loves it.

/////

They finally figured out why Y/N gets the job. Unlike any other girls her age, Y/N never showed any sign of interest in any of them. She did her job professionally, and to be honest, for someone with not much experience, she is extremely good at what she is doing. She finished all their shoots on time, sometimes even with extra time to spare, she means business, she doesnt flirt around and she knows what she wants from them and how to get it. The boys like her. She has become their favorite staff to work with, and Jimin... well, Jimin is getting attracted to her more than ever.

His insane attraction to her makes him crazy because she never gives him any extra attention outside of their shoot. The kind of attention that he craves. Replying to his calls and texts? That definitely didnt happen either. She gives him a polite smile, a hello and goodbye here and there like a colleague should, and that was it. Jimin wants more. He needs more. He wants her laughter. He wants to hear her talking and joking about stupid things. He wants her telling him about what she ate yesterday, about ehats happening is her life. Just like he always saw her do with the other staff. If she can do that with them, why cant she do it with him?

How is he different from the other staff? He is a colleague too, isnt he not?

Jimin starts to double up his effort in trying to get her attention after feeling frustrated by her lack of attention towards him. If the only time Y/N will even look at him is during his shoots that he will make sure she will really looks at him. Jimin made sure he looks the best. He made sure he gets the best outfits and costumes during the shoots. The one that makes all his features stands out. He made sure his make up is impeccable and every strand of his hair is in place. He made sure to give a more flirtatious pose, winking, smiling, trying his best to show her his charms. There are even a tine or two where he "accidentally" flipped his shirt on purpose but Y/N didnt bat an eye. Instead the photos came out great and the fans are the one who goes crazy instead. Jimin has given his all, subtle and obvious hints about his feelings, but all he ever received from her are "good work" and "more please", the same comment given to the other members.

Desperate to find a way to get Y/N to notice him, he shamelessly invites himself to walk her home every day, eat lunch with her during her break and sometimes even invites himself to her weekend activity. He would follow her to do her grocery shopping, the bookstore, the park, the movies, everywhere, where he learn all the little traits about her. Little traits that makes her seems more interesting than ever to him. Although she resists and tried to stay away from him at first, as time passes by, Y/N gets used to his presence and Jimin managed to somehow be friends with Y/N and every little thing she do fascinates him even more.

Y/N is just... simple. But perfect in every way Jimin could have possibly think of. She is his dream girl, something he never even thought before. But if people were to ask him what would his dream girl be like, its Y/N.

He is sure of it.

Shes beautiful. Thats a fact. Everybody with a working eye can agree to that. But what attracts Jimin more than her beauty is who she is. He loves seeing how passionate she is when shes working. How she bite her lips when shes trying to get the best shot, how serious she looks when shes giving art directions to the crew and coming up with a plan for a perfect photoshoot. Jimin loves the way shes friendly and nice to everyone, never looking down or worshipping someone solely because of their status. She is humble, modest and pure and Jimin loves that the most about her. By spending time with her,eventhough he self invites himself most of the time, Y/N taught ans remind him again about many things that he has forgotten ever since fame took over his life. He forgot how delicious the street food at the corner stall taste like, since all they do is order takeout and eat at restaurants, he forgot what it feels like to go watch a late night movie with hundreds other people crammed in the same cinema, he forgot the thrill of being at the common section and jumping along with the crowds at a concert instead of being in a secluded private VIP booth, swirling their drink. He forgot how free it is to just talk to someone about anything that comes to mind, without being afraid that he will be jjdged or it wont fit his celebrity status He forgot a lot of things, the simple things, but Y/N reminds him about all that all over again.

Jimin is losing his mind. The more he gets to know her, the more he feels, no he knows he is falling in love with her. He has never met a girl like her and it still make him wonder everyday how could such a simple girl like her makes him fall head over heels like a fool. He cant stop himself from smiling whenever he looks at her and his mood will be better immediately whenever Y/N is around and plummeted the moment shes gone. He wants her all to himself, to be his, to not touch some other guy's arm when shes laughing or go out for lunch with the male crew members. Jimin wants her attention to be only on him, for him. He wants her to want him.

And hes going to make sure she will.

"Date me," Jimin looks at her from across the table as she slurped her noodles, again, like he is nobody special, not feeling shy or pretending to be a girly girl like most girls do when they are with him.

"Huh, what?" Y/N looks at him funny, wiping her the stain around her mouth fomrom the soup. Jimin leans over and used his thumb to wipe a spot she missed, casually stroking her lips, her beautiful plump lips along the way, smiling. Urgh, how he would give everything to feel those lips on his right now.

"Date me. Be my girlfriend. Please?" He smiles at her, cocking his head to the side, hoping his cuteness could finally charm her.

"Are you serious right now Jimin?" Y/N eyed him, letting out a nervous laugh.

"Dead serious. Do I look like I'm laughing right now Y/N?" He cocked his head at look straight into her eyes.

"Where is this even coming from? Why so sudden? Do you need my help to make someone jealous or something?" She looks at him. The seriousness in her eyes makes him irritated. How can she thinks he is using her to make someone jealous? He is not that petty!

"Sudden?! Are you telling me you dont know how I feel about you all this time? I thought I had made myself pretty clear," Jimin huffed, not backing down from her stare, making Y/N look away. "I'm serious right now Y/N. Date me. Be my girl, and I will be your man. Only yours, I promise,"

"You can say you are serious all you want. I'm still ignoring that," she averted her eyes from him and continue to eat.

"Why? Date me. At least try! Give me a chance! I promise I will make you fall in love with me too," Jimin is almost begging. How can she be rejecting him so nonchalantly? Like all of this is a joke?

"In love with you?! Too?! Wait. Are you saying you are in love with me?" Y/N looked up from her noodle and look at his face, shocked and surprised.

"Yes. Isnt that obvious?" Jimin rolled his eyes. "Everyone with eyes can see how in love I am with you L/N Y/N!"

"No. Thats not obvious at all! Stop joking around Jimin!" Y/N is freaking out. What is Park Jimin doing right now?

"I'm not joking! Why wont you believe me? Date me Y/N. Be my girlfriend and I promise I will love you and cherish you and make you happy forever," Jimin reached out to across the table and take her hand, carressing it softly. He has been wanting to touch her for so long, and now that he does, her skin feels just as soft as he had imagined.

"No! And stop being weird!" Y/N pulled back her hands and stood up, ready to walk out. Jimin pull her back.

"I'm serious and I'm not joking. And I will make sure you will fall in love with me too Y/N," he winks before releasing her hand, and Y/N ran out from the break room, far away from Jimin as she could go.

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"You were referred to us by someone we highly respected, so it is safe to assumed that you are a professional and is able to deliver the job?"

"Y-Yes sir," Y/N nodded as all eyes in the room looks at her, judging her from head to toe.

"But you are quite young..."

"No! I might be young Sir, but I can promise you that I will do a great job in making this campaign a reality. You have seen my portfolio before and I am very professional," Y/N tries to convinced the people in the room. Its true, shes young. Only 21 years old and without a proper qualification too. But thats only because she cant afford to continue her studies but she swear she has the talent and she really really need this job.

"Thats not the issue. Its more because young girls who work here usually will, what do you say, fawn over the boys and we dont want that," the lady who said it looks at her with a serious face.

"I-I wont do that. To be honest Ma'am, I am not their fan. I dont really know who they are and I promise you that I take my job very very seriously. You dont have to worry about me fangirling or giving them trouble,"

"Alright. We will give you a chance. Your work looks amazing too. But one word regarding any relationship between you and the boys and we have to let you go. Okay? We dont need another crazy fan around here," the highest ranking man in there said and the rest laugh while Y/N nodded politely before walking out. A job secured in her hand.

She never thought it would be a problem. Her job is too precious for her to risk for silly things like a crush. A crush. Thats all she thought it coukd be. If it ever could be between her and the boys. She thought a relationship is most probably unlikely to happen since there is no way an idol group member as big as they were would show even the slightest interest in a simple girl like her. This is not a fairy tale. This is real life and things like that dont happen to her in real life.

But whats happening now?

What is Park Jimin doing?

What is he even thinking?

There is no way he is in love with her. He must be playing. Isnt that what celebrities do? There is no such thing as love. He is just playing and his obsession will be gone in a matter of time. Y/N is sure of it. Jimin is just playing. He must be.

/////

True to his word, Jimin is relentless in his effort to get Y/N to date him. He follows her around, getting more shameless in his flirting, openly calling her his girl, winking and smirking, texting her every chance he gets, asking where she is, if she has eaten, who she is with, getting jealous for absolutely no reason at all, asking whats shes doing and of course, asking her everyday without miss if shes ready to be his girlfriend yet.

Y/N tried to ignore every little effort Jimin puts in but it has been weeks, almost months, but Jimin doesnt seem to know the meaning of giving up. In fact, he is becoming more shameless and flirtatious.

"Seriously Y/N, just date me already! We are already practically dating!" Jimin walks beside her as she makes her way home, walking back after work, and like its a normal routine for him,Jimin walks besides her.

"We are not practically dating! We are not practically anything!" Y/N huffed and picks up the pace but Jimin grabbed her hands and held it tight, smiling at her.

"Not so fast baby. Its rude to leave your boyfriend behind ya know," he walks along her, swinging their interlaced hands together, as if they are one happy couple.

"You are not my boyfriend! And I am definitely not your baby!" Y/N hissed but it didnt affect Jimin at all.

"You will soon be,"

"Thats not going to happen! Why arent you getting this through your head?! Jimin, we cant be together!" Y/N yelled and stops walking, feeling frustrated as hell. Jimin finally turns and looks at her with a serious face, hands still clasped tightly with hers.

"Finally. Now you are talking to me," he said softly, eyes boring into her soul. "Y/N, I've been trying for months to try to get your attention, to get you to notice me, talk to me, anything. You are always ignoring me and you never told me why or explain your reasons. And today, for the first time ever, I finally heard you say we cant be together. You didnt say you dont like me, or you dont love me, or you hate me, but you said we cant be together," he peered into her eyes, softly looking at her. "Y/N talk to me. Make me understand. Why? Why are you saying we cant be together when all I do everyday is trying to make you see that we can and we will?"

"I-uh," Y/N realized she has screwed up when he screamed out those words. She was trying so hard to keep the reason a secret from Jimin. She was too frustrated with her own jumbled up feelings, and Jimin doing what he is doing to get her to love him is definitely not helping much either.

"Please. Tell me. I will make it right," Jimin's voice is so soft, Y/N feels like she can spill everything she is feeling to him right then and there. "Y/N... do you love me? Or at least like me?"

Y/N is speechless. He has been chasing her for months. Constantly saying that she will love him back and confessed his feelings. Those are something he said everyday to her, but never once he asked her if she loves him before.

"Y/N... do you?"

"I-I do..." Y/N finally answered after a long moment of hesitation. "I do love you Jimin. I dont want to, but I do..." And thats the truth. Along the way, she herself has fallen head over heels for Park Jimin, but who is she kidding? Who is she to even think about being with him? They will never be, no matter how much he keeps telling her that he loves her.

Jimin felt like his soul has left his body. He cant believe those words finally comes out from Y/N's mouth. His dream girl. The only girl he ever wants, loves him back. There is nothing going to stop him to get her now.

"T-then why? Why do you say we cant be together Y/N? Why? I love you and you love me. What more do you need?" Jimin reached out for her hand and tilt his head to the side, waiting for her answer.

"Its not that simple Jimin.." Y/N sighed and closes his eyes. Someone like Jimin will never understand. He is used to getting what he wants. No one ever say no to him. Could he even understand what heart break is? How can she explained the whole to him?

"Then make it simple for me. Make me understand why you think we cant be together?"

"Its because I am me. And you are you. You are Park Jimin. Is that simple enough to understand?" Y/N raised her eyes to meet his, hoping he gets what she means, but of course he didnt as he look back with confusion clear in his eyes.

"I'm reaaally not understanding what you are getting at Y/N. You being you is what makes me falls in love with you in the first place. You are simple, weird, honest and humble. You say whatever you are thinking. You are beautiful inside out, kind, soft, respectful. You are everything I want in a girl. You being you only means perfection Y/N," Jimin reason to her with wide eyes.

"You dont get it," she sighed. "Thats exactly it. I'm me. I'm Y/N. I'm simple Jimin. I wake up, I go to work and I go home. I tried to make as much money as I can just so I could finally eat a decent meal three times a day. If I'm lucky, maybe I could save enough to actually apply for college. I dont wear make up when I go out, I dont care how I look. I dont care what other people thinks of me. I dont need to. I dont meet new people everyday. Important people too. I dont have a thousand pair of eyes watching me, looking at my every move. Thinking I'm perfect, worshipping the ground that I walked on. I dont have any other talent other than eating six cup of noodles in one go, I live a simple boring life Jimin,and its everything yours is not. How can we even compare?"

"What are you trying to say?" Jimin's face is already changing. Into what, Y/N cant really understand.

"What I'm saying is... you are Park Jimin. BTS' Park Jimin. Worldwide favorite's mochi. Heart breaker. Loved by many. Adored and worshipped by millions. All eyes are on you. Jimin, someone like me dont deserve to be with someone like BTS' Park Jimin. Do you get it now?"

"So I'm BTS' Park Jimin?" Jimin's face is etched with anger, an emotion Y/N didnt expect. "Is that all you see me as? An idol? A member of the worldwide famous group BTS? Is that all you think I'm good for? Singing and dancing on stage?!"

"N-No Jimin. Thats not what I'm trying to say!" Y/N panics. Jimin has got it all wrong!

"I thought you were different Y/N. I thought you, of all people would see me for me. See right through those facade I put up for the public. That you will see how I really am beneath all that. That is the main reason why I even fall in love with you! But if all you see me as is BTS' Park Jimin, then I was definitely wrong about you. You are just the same. Just like all the others. Seeing me as nothing more than an eye candy who entertain people on stage. Do you even really love me?!" Jimin's chest heaved up and down in anger. "You said BTS' Park Jimin is too good for you, and since him is all I ever will be in your eyes, then I will show you how too good for you I really am!" Jimin sent her the coldest glare and before she could say anything to defend herself or to calm him down, Jimin had stalked off, not taking even a single glanced back.

Y/N was left standing there in shocked. What in the world just happened? That is nor what shes trying to tell him at all! In the process of breaking Jimin's heart, her own heart is broken too pieces too.

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Jimin is no longer the same sweet fluffy Jimin she knew after that incident. There is no more friendly hellos and greetings, no more warm smile and happy laughter from him. Jimin came in, do his part in the shoot or anything else he needs to do and leave. No more trying to walk her home, no more sitting besides her, flashing his smiling face and talking about his day while she slurped on her noodles. The cold and obnixious way he even looks at her makes her feel small. He finally shows that he is a celebrity and Y/N is just one of the crew working hard under contract to make him look even more better to the public. Y/N sighed as she picks up her things as the photoshoot for the day ended. Maybe its better this way. Maybe now it would be easier for her to actually forget about him and is able to stop smiling to herself at night whenever she thought about him. Maybe now she can go back to focus solely on her work, no more need to pretend like shes not affected with Jimin's charm all day.

Maybe.

"Uh Y/N?" An intern rushed over to her, lookong nervous and scared.

"Yes?"

"Mr Bang wants to see you now. Its urgent and he is very unhappy,"

"W-What? Uh okay," Y/N quickly finished up packing and rushed to the main office. She didnt think she screwed up on any of the job. All of the photos came out perfect. Amazing in fact. Everybody seems to like it. What could have possibly goes wrong?

With heavy steps she enters the office, and meet the blazing eyes of the PD, and she knows her fate is sealed.

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"Jimin! I need to talk to you. Please?" Y/N waited for him in front of the company for hours and he finally came out from the building after hours of dance practice. Although his heart skipped a beat to hear her voice calling out his name again, his ego and pride took over and he looked the other way, slipping on his dark sunglasses and face mask, ignoring her

"Jimin, please. I need to tell you something. I might not be able to see you again if I dont tell you now!" She grabbed his hand and Jimin turns around, oushing his sunglasses uo to his head and looking at her coldly. He shakes his arm off from her grip.

"I'm sorry, but I dont think you are simply allowed to hold my hand like this. Dont you know who I am?" He eyed her hands and Y/N immediately take a step back, shocked by his coldness.

"Jimin... please..." Y/N is begging. Almost crying. She knows he is only pretending. This is not who he is. He was never cold or unfriendly. Not to anyone. He is not that kind of a celebrity. He never was.

"Sorry. I'm busy. A lot of things to do, and like you said, a lot of important people to see too," he scoffed and walked off. Y/N just stood there, tears that she had try so hard to hide finally makes it way down, truly realizing and accepting the fact that maybe, she and Jimin were really never meant to be after all.

Goodbye Park Jimin. Its nice knowing you while it lasted.

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The boys had a break for a week before they have another shoot. Although he doesnt want to admit it, Jimin still feels excited and giddy everytime there is a shoot because it still means he gets to see Y/N, although all he does is gives her angry glares and cold shoulders. His heart still hurt from what she said that day. He never expected her to see him that way. The way she acts around him, making his heart feel... How could she, of all people see him as Park Jimin, the idol? The celebrity?

Talking to the others about it makes him realized that maybe Y/N has a point. They were right. Y/N is just a simple girl, who is struggling to even find a job and enough money to eat daily where he wears Gucci on the daily. Jimin should have given her time to process his confession. Given her time to realize that what he feels for her are real feelings, not just some silly crush. That he really loves her for real, not just attracted to her because shes a challenge. Of course Y/N would be scared. Stories about how being together and breaking up in a matter of weeks are normal for celebrities like him. In fact, Jimin should have been happy. Other girls would have jump in excitement and accepted him right away. Not wasting the opportunity to date a celebrity but Y/N didnt. That just shows that she really does loves him for real. That is why she is cautious and scared. Scared that he will break her heart He should have understand. Jimin should have convinced her of his feelings, not lashed out.

"Hello," a male stands behind the camera, smiling at them and bow as they enter the studio, ready to give directions and start the shoot, puzzling the boys.

"H-hello. Are you our photographer?" Jimin bowed back and looks around the studio.

"Yes I am. Now if you will go and get into hair and makeup, we will get started soon," he smile and start to fiddle with his camera, adjusting what is needed with the rest of the crew.

Just like Jimin, the boys are confused too. Where is Y/N? They like her. They like how she works, they like the vibe she gave out while they are working and she always makes them comfortable while shooting.

"I'll go ask around," Namjoon volunteered upon looking at Jimin's restless face, as he had finished his hair and make up first, and Jimin nods, his mind spinning. Is this what Y/N meant when she said she might not be able to see him ever again? Oh why did he ignored her? She had warned him. Now what is he supposed to do? Even after everything, Jimin's feelings for her didnt change. In fact, it grows. He loves her even more as he thinks about what happened and he misses her. He miss her a lot.

"Uh Jimin?" Namjoon came back, rushing to his side.

"Hyung! Did you find out where Y/N went?" Jimin turns from the mirror and stare at his hyung. Namjoon's reaction does not look good.

"Kinda... but I dont think you will like the answer Chim,"

"Why?" Jimin panics and stood up to stand closer to Namjoon. "Is she okay? What happened to her?"

"Shes uh fired,"

"What?! Why?! She did a good job with our shoots! Why would she even be fired?! Did they tell you why hyung?" Jimin rans his hand over his hair, worried and helpless. Not knowing what to do. He knows how much this job means to Y/N. How much she needed it. What would it meant for her now that she lost it?

"You will hate the reason more Chim..."

"Just tell me hyung!"

"Shes fired because the company thinks she is one of the crazy fans chasing after you. She was fired for your own safety Jimin,"

"What the- what do you mean?! She dont even want to be my girlfriend! You know this!" Jimin raised his voice in panic.

"I do know that. We all do Jimin, but they dont. Especially not after this video leaked out," Namjoon shoved his phone for Jimin to see. It was a recording of their conversation on the streets. When Jimin confesses to her. A fan must have took and recorded the whole thing.

"I was confessing to her! How does that makes her a crazy fan?!" He took one look at the video and back to his hyung.

"Watch the video first Jimin!" Namjoon warned him and Jimin kept quiet, watching the video till the end. Jimin realized that the video is not what he thinks it is at all. Its a scene from their conversation, yes. But it was chopped, cut and edited and it was made to look as if Y/N was begging him and Jimin was trying to stay away from her.

"Hyung! This is not it at all!" Jimin was mortified. "I was the one who was confessing to her!" Will Y/N be okay? Her face is shown quite clearly in the video. His fans will surely attacks her. And now shes even fired because of it? Urghhh no wonder she didnt want anything to do with him. Dating an idol, a celebrity never brings any good for anyone. Especially someone so simple, pure and innocent like Y/N. She deserves bettter. Its not him who is too good for her. It never was. Its the other way around. Jimin doesnt deserves her at all.

"I know that Jimin. But what can we do about it?" Namjoon looks at him sadly. "Lets just all hope that she will be okay... okay Chim? And lets talk to management for a way to delete this video and offer a clear explanation. Thats the only thing we can do for now,"

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Jimin dragged his feet to practice that day. Feeling lost and lifeless. He spent all weekend trying to get a hold of Y/N but failed. The only thing he can do now is hope and pray that Y/N is okay. Jimin had told management the truth, and although they are not happy, the band is not under a dating ban, so Jimin is free to date anyone, as long as he is not involves with a crazy fan. Jimin prays hard that wherever Y/N is, she is okay. That she isnt crying. Thats shes happy and forgotten about a useless prick like him. Its hard for him to let her go, Jimin still loves her very much. But he rather be in pain and let her be happy than the other way around. That is how much he loves her.

"Why is it dark? Where are the others?" Jimin wondered out loud as he enters the dancing studio. The other members has left earlier, its something normal for them to do because Jimin is always late. But where are they? Is practiced cancelled and they didnt inform him? Did they went out to eat and left him? Again?! Shrugging and figured that he would just wait for them for a little while before leaving, he enters and flicked the light switch on.

Jimin was taken by surprise when all four walls of the studio is littered with photographs. Photos of him. In every sitiation he cant even imagined. And standing in the middle of the room is Y/N, looking sadly at him.

"Y/N!" Jimin wants to run to her. To held her tight in his arms and never let her go again. He wants to kiss away all her pain and her tears. He wants to see her smile again. Hear her laughter again. He is so happy to see her standing there he feels as if he is dreaming.

"Wait Jimin," Y/N said before he could say anything, his smile dissappearing at once at her tone. "I know you hate me and dont want to see me-"

"What?! Y/N, I-"

"Just let me finish. Please," Y/N looks at him with such sad eyes that Jimin obliged. His heart hurt so much to see the only girl who has managed to own his heart looks so sad. Its okay. He will listen. And then he will tell her that he doesnt hate her. He loves her. He loves her very much and he will do anything to make it right again.

"Jimin... I'm sorry if what I said the other day hurts your feelings. Maybe it came out wrong, I dont know..." she looks down before raising her eyes again. "But thats not what I meant. What I meant is, BTS' Park Jimin is a part of you, and it will always be. And I know that. And I didnt mean it as a bad thing. Never..." she explained sadly. "Jimin-ah, these here are photos of you that I have taken," she motioned to the room and Jimin looks around. "These are photos of you that I have taken during all your shoots and fan meets. Concerts and recordings," Y/N explained softly. Jimin grazed his hand on the photographs that lined the walls. They are all photos of him in his best suits and outfits, hair and makeup ready to perfection. Smiling, smirking, waving, winking and flirting with the fans and the cameras. Jimin looks back up at Y/N. What is she trying to say? Why is rubbing the fact that he is a celebrity even more to him? Where is she going with this? "And these are photos of you... in your private moments. Where you didnt know theres a camera. Where a part of you that you didnt want to show anyone is shown," she softly motioned to one side and looks down, afraid. Jimin feast his eyes on the photos. Each and every one of it captured him, so beautifully. There are photos of him before he did his makeup, yawning and looking sleepy as hell, there are some of him sweaty and tired from practice, sleeping in the break room, laughing with his hyungs, some of when he is playing around with the two maknaes, leaning back against a chair, looking bored, playing with his phone and so much more. He dont know when she managed to do this, but Y/N managed to capture who he really is in those photos and Jimin is amazed and in awed. "I'm sorry I took these without your permission. But sometimes you look so peaceful and happy, so at ease when you are just being yourself with the people that you trust that I just need to capture those moments," Jimin looks at her, waiting for further explanation. Why is she doing this?

"Jimin-ah... I didnt want to fall in love... I thought love would only distract me. That love wont bring anything good for me. I was too focus on trying to live that I forgot that love is a part of living too. I didnt want to fall in love, and I definitely didnt plan to fall in love with someone like you,"

"S-Someone like me?" Jimin looks down sadly and Y/N smile.

"Someone so perfect and amazing. Sometimes I even wonder if you could even be real. How can someone like you even exists? But you do. And you are so far out from my world that I was scared. I'm scared that if I fall too deep, and reality hits, the hurt would be unbearable and I would never recover,"

"But Y/N... I would never ever hurt you..." Jimin flickered his eyes to her.

"I know Jimin... and I should have known that. You are such an angel I dont think you are capable of hurting anyone. But still... I was scared. I used to think that loving you means loving only this part of you," she motioned to the photos of him posing and acting for the cameras. "And I cant handle that. I never thought that part of you would ever really like me for real. How could you? Especially with how I am. A nobody. Then I realized there is another part of you thats hidden. The softer side, the vulnerable side. The side that people who are lucky enough, people who you choose gets to see and I'm lucky to get this chance to actually see this moment, let alone captured it," she looks at his candid photos and smiles softly.

"I finally realized that these two sides makes who you are Park Jimin. You are not one or the other, you are everything both sides have to offer. And that Park Jimin is the one that makes me fall in love with him," she looks at him softly. "I'm sorry I said that you are only BTS' Park Jimin, thats not true. You are BTS' Park Jimin, but you are also more than that. You dont just sing and dance on stage Jimin, you make people happy with your smile, you share your talent with the world in hopes it could make their life feels better, you care about everyone and you love. You are so much more than just a celebrity Jimin. You are a lot of things. Things that I still dont understand, things that I wish I can get to know, to explore... and I really wish I didnt screwed it up and take the chance to spend my life figuring it out. But..." she smiles at him sadly, "you are right. You dont have to show me how much you are too good for me, I already know. So, this is my apology to you and doesnt matter if you acceot it or not, I just hope you will always remember that you are all of this," she motions to the photographs that littered the whole room. "I hope you will atleast accept my apology before I go. I'm sorry Jimin-ah and thankyou for your time. I'll get going now," she bend down to picked up and her things, bowed to him and start to walked out.

Jimin pulls her hand before she could exit and turns her around, making Y/N stumble into her chest. Jimin smile and hug her tight.

"Do you seriously think I would just let you go like that?" He laughs.

"What?" Y/N was confused but her voice is muffled by his chest as he keeps hugging her and stroking her hair.

"Y/N, baby, I have wanted you to be mine from that moment you ask me if I was sneaking in," he laughs. "I made a mistake Y/N. I should have understand where you were coming from," he pulls her back to look her in the eyes. He take her towards the pictures of him on stage and posing for the shoots at stare at it, "Looking at this... I would be scared too if I were you Y/N. You are going to be giving up a lot of things if you choose me, and I didnt think about that. You were not meant for this world," he points to the photos. "You are too innocent, beautiful, pure... being with me would have ruined you. I have already prove that by acting like an asshole since that day and with what my fans did to you after the video... well, it just proves that I'm right. You are just too good for my world baby. I finally have come to terms that you are right, I dont deserve you. But Y/N... you said so yourself, I am not only BTS' Park Jimin. These photos, these are what I showed the world. A facade I put up. And these," he points to the candid photos, "is who I really am. I am Park Jimin. Park Jimin who is head over heels in love with a normal, simple girl like you who had managed to shake up my world. Y/N, I need you. I need you to live, I need you to always reminds me who I am. That I am more than some piece of meat for girls to oogle at. That I'm mkre than just some entertaining clown. I need you to keep seeing through me like you did. To keep me grounded. To remind me of who I am. Of who I could be. Just like you did with these photographs," he plucked one of the photos of him laughing out loud at one of his hyungs.

"I need you Y/N. I love you. Pick me, choose me, love me, accept me, and I promise you that I will show you all of Park Jimin, the good, the bad, everything, because no matter which side it is, Park Jimin is just," he leans in closer, touching their foreheads together, "so," he nuzzle his nose wirh hers,"in," his lips grazed her and Y/N's breath hitched, "love with you, L/N Y/N," he closes the gap and his lips hungrily captured hers.

Y/N closes her eyes and lets Jimin kiss her, slowly easing in into the kiss, finally releasing all her feelings for him. Because right now she believes that, it doesnt matter how different she and Jimin is, just as long as he is Park Jimin and he loves her.

Because just like the photographs, Y/N loves every little thing about him.

And that is all that matters.

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istheresomebodywhocanimagine · 5 years

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Hey I saw your ships are open again. I wanted to ask I f you could make me one for Queen and the boharp cast? I am 5’0 black curly locks that go to my mid back, green eyes pale skin and I have lots of earrings and piercings in my ear. I love to play the guitar, singing, listening to music and watching tv shows and movies. I am quite the sassy person, also sarcastic at times but I am also a very good listener and I love to smile and just goof around. Well yeah that’s it I suppose.

Hello!!! Hi sorry this took so long but im HERE NOW gosh i had so many requests before this and i already knew who i wanted to ship you with from the moment I saw this ahhhh

Anyways here goes (it’s all below the cut hehe i dont wanna clog anyones dash)

For BoRhap, I 100% ship you with Joe Mazzello!

Joe is the perfect match for you, just because he can keep up with your wit and humor so well! He loves how sassy and sarcastic you are, and his energy fuels your sharp tongue and goofy sense of humor.

He loves goofing off more than anything (see above gif), so he’s always trying to embarrass you in public, but you just end up outdoing him anyways.

“Hey, babe, look!” he’d yell almost tauntingly, daring you to look up at him from your phone as you tried to post your picture with Lucy. When you’d look up, he’d be break-dancing rather terribly to the music playing, Ben cheering him on and recording it while simultaneously trying to not die from laughter.

But you wouldn’t be embarrassed - in fact, you’d go in and show him up, stepping between him and Ben’s phone so that you were the main focus instead. He’d try to have a dance battle with you, but would quickly give up once he realized that you were a superior dancer/master at silliness.

Ben’s video would end with Joe picking you up, pretending to be mad and storming off with you as you squealed and laughed in his arms, begging Lucy or Ben, or really anyone to help you.

Speaking of helping, you love helping him catch up on TV shows and movies once he’s been away for a while. Filming takes up a lot of his life once he’s got a job, so he misses out on a lot of good movies and shows when he’s away, which prompted you to start keeping lists of everything he needs to watch once he returns from whatever he’s working on.

He loves this. A lot.

What else does he love? You in baseball caps. Whether or not you like baseball, Joe is a big baseball guy, so seeing you in a baseball cap, seated next to him in Yankee or Dodger Stadium? That’s heaven to him.

He sneaks cute little pictures of you during the game, too. A lot of them. He won’t stop until you’re grinning and trying to take his phone, and even then, he’ll sneak a few more.

They’re his favorite pictures of you - but he doesn’t post them on social media, preferring to keep them for himself. While Joe Mazzello is no stranger to social media, he feels oddly protective about his pictures of you. He instead saves them for himself, then looks back on them all the time when he’s been away from you for a while.

While we’re on the topic of being away for a while, Joe also has a tendency to ask you for videos of you singing/playing the guitar when he’s been away. Your favorite time was when he was working on BoRhap.

“Just one!” he’d begged, his voice pleading with you over the phone to send him a video of you playing a song, any song. He didn’t even care if it was Wonderwall, or some other overplayed song. “I just want to hear your voice, babe.”

“You are hearing my voice, right now,” you’d giggle, and Joe would groan melodramatically at your cheeky way of turning it around on him. “Alright, alright, give me a minute,” you’d finally assented, Joe cheering on the other side of the phone as you grinned, shaking your head.

Once you’d sent the video, it was a moment before you’d heard back from him, but he also sent a video in response. Clicking on it, you were immediately greeted with the loud sound of him practically yelling in excitement, his face taking up the screen as he situated the phone in his hand so it was easier to hold.

“You’re a natural!” he’d yelled, and then he’d received a small flick on the ear from an unknown person, who turned out to be Ben once you’d heard his voice admonishing Joe for being so loud while they were filming.

The camera had then turned to Ben, who’d waved and blew a kiss once he realized he was being recorded.

Joe quickly took the phone back, focusing it on his face again with a faux stern look. “Don’t catch that kiss, babe. Let it fly. Okay, wait, catch this one. I love you. Bye!” He’d then blown you a kiss himself, and the video cut off as you’d seen Ben’s hand come into the frame, grabbing the ‘kiss’ and laughing as Joe yelled in protest.

When it comes to looks, Joe is absolutely obsessed with you. The first time he’d went on a date with you, he’d accidentally admitted that he first noticed you because of your hair and eyes.

“It was just so striking, I had to get to know you,” he’d said, almost blushing as he recalled the first time he’d met you. You were both at a mutual friend’s party in NYC, and he’d actually gone above and beyond to come talk to you - meaning he nearly tripped over a rug on his way over.

But he thought you hadn’t noticed, so he wouldn’t tell you that, and you’d never admit that you actually had seen his stumble. You thought his clumsiness was endearing, and it’s the reason you’d entertained his attention in the first place.

“What do you mean by that?” you’d asked, hiding your pleased smile behind your glass of wine as you watched him over the rim.

“I mean, look at you,” he chuckled, gesturing to you and smiling widely. His eyes, which were always so animated, looked positively enchanted as he looked over you for a second. “You’re beautiful, how could I not be blown away when I saw you? That curly black hair...“ he’d trailed off, dramatically clutching at his chest as he feigned breathlessness.

That had provoked a delighted giggle out of you, and he’d grinned goofily as he also took a drink of his wine, chuckling at himself.

And that’s how you spend most of your time together. Laughing, because nothing is better for the two of you than the feeling of making each other laugh.

Plus, Joe is damn funny, and so are you. Win-win.

For Queen, I ship you with.... drumroll please.... crickets.... Brian May!

My reasoning? Well, Brian is a bit more reserved than you, and it took him a minute to warm up to you in the beginning. Your sense of humor was a bit more advanced than his was, and he could hardly keep up with your banter, which got him flustered.

“Brian, can you help us out here a bit? You’ve been tuning Red for a fucking hour now, I think it’s good,” Roger had complained, you and him struggling to figure something out on one of the amps in the studio since John had stepped out.

Brian had shrugged, setting Red aside and joining you two in your pondering of what the hell was going wrong. Brian almost jumped when you spoke, it was so quiet between the three of you.

“She, Rog,” you’d chastised, giving Brian a knowing look. But Brian had no idea what the hell you were talking about, and he cocked his head to the side as he looked at you curiously. “It’s a she.”

“What’s a she?” Brian had asked, completely forgetting about what Roger had just said moments ago. “The amp?”

“No, silly, Red,” you’d laughed, making Brian blush lightly as he felt like an idiot once he remembered Red, sitting back on the couch. “I reckon Red is a she, just like boats are shes. I call my guitar a she. You’ve got to treat your women right, Rog.”

“Um, yeah,” Brian stuttered out, almost confused by what was taking place. He wasn’t quite on your level, but that was okay, because Roger wasn’t either.

“What are you on about?” Roger had asked, shaking his head and not really wanting an answer.

But he got one anyways.

“Oh, I guess you wouldn’t know about that, would you? Treating women with care?” you’d taunted. Brian snorted and covered his mouth as Roger had protested weakly, but from then on, Brian began to appreciate your quick comebacks and seemingly unending stream of jokes.

On the other hand, he really loves that you can sit back and listen to his rants when he needed to vent. Brian is an emotional type of man, but he’s not great at expressing his frustrations in the heat of the moment, which makes him even more frustrated with himself and leads to the bottling up of his feelings until his breaking point.

The night he’d realized he’d fancied you, he was at one of those breaking points. You were both hanging around the van, the other boys still fooling around at the pub after the gig. Brian had left early, annoyed by a spat with Roger earlier that hadn’t been resolved due to poor communication. You were already on the van, sleeping in the backseat up against the opposite window when he’d climbed in.

“Oh, sorry, love, did I wake you? Shit,” he’d muttered, sitting seat across the row of seats from you when you sat up halfway to rub your eyes, still drowsy and bleary with sleep. It was awkwardly cramped in the back, and his knees were almost up to his chest as he sat there, not sure how to position himself. You remained draped across the seat, your feet resting just next to his side

“No, no, it’s alright,” you’d murmured, stretching before looking over at him and finding that he looked a bit annoyed. “You alright?” you’d asked, turning on your side and patting the seat in front of you, offering a more comfortable spot for him.

He’d obliged, laying down in front of you and letting you be the big spoon as he sighed. “I’m just pissed off, Roger doesn’t understand what I’m trying to say half of the time...”

And from there, he’d ranted for at least an hour, barely pausing to hear your input before going on. You’d listened the entire time, nodding and playing with his hair as you did so. And when he’d run out of words to say, he finally noticed that you were braiding his hair, still attentively waiting for him to speak.

“I’m sorry if I bored you,” he’d almost cringed, biting his lip as he turned on his side so he was looking up at you. You laughed softly, readjusting so that you were comfortable laying on your side next to him, and you’d dropped the braid as you’d propped your head up on your hand.

“Well, you want to know what I think?” you’d asked, Brian nodding quickly and staring up at you as you started in with your advice for him.

The entire time you’d spoke, he’d been staring at different things, admiring you.

He admired the way your green eyes flitted around the van as you spoke, as if you were looking for the right words to say, then plucking them out of the air in that small, cramped van and putting them to use.

Also, he admired the glint of the moonlight on your piercings. Although he wasn’t a big piercing man himself, he loved them on you. In that moment, he’d realized that they only added to your beauty, which was already very present.

He’d taken a small strand of your hair in his hand as you spoke, admiring the way your skin contrasted so greatly with your hair, and he also appreciated that he wasn’t the only person having to deal with curly hair.

Once you were done speaking, he’d smiled toothily. “You know, for someone who’s always got something sarcastic on the tip of their tongue, you sure do give good advice.”

You’d smiled at that, and that smile was what had gotten him, hook, line, and sinker.

“Hey, no making out in the van unless it’s me!” Roger had yelled suddenly, throwing open the door as he crawled in, making his way on top of you two, and you’d both laughed loudly as a drunk Roger shoved his way between the two of you, making Brian nearly fall to the floor.

What a shit.

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bucky-bear-barnes · 6 years

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Left At The Altar - Part 3? (Bucky x Reader, Steve x Reader)

Title: Left At The Altar (Part 3?)

Pairing: Bucky X Reader, Steve Rogers X Reader

Genre: Angst?

Summary: Steve and (Y/N) are both working on what could potentially be a blossoming relationship between them whilst Bucky’s sees tiny cracks.

MASTERLIST

Part 1 Part 2 Part 4 Part 5

“… Tony and Sam, you two will keep a lookout up on air. Wheels up in 30 mins. Dismissed.” Steve ordered.

The group of Avengers pushed themselves off the chairs and started making their way to get ready for yet another mission. It was a pretty routine mission, information extraction and ultimately shutting down the base they were raiding. It wasn’t complicated but the grounds they had to cover was pretty massive and so the entire team is involved.

Steve has sort of made (Y/N)’s room his over the past couple of months but still kept his own space located right opposite her room. It was more because of space constraint than anything. The 100-year-old super soldier enjoyed collecting keepsakes and the extra room was needed to hold them, even though he was pretty much permanent resident in (Y/N)’s.

He made his way into his room and reached for the stealth suit in his closet. Heaving a sigh at the thought of having to leave (Y/N) behind yet again because of his job, Steve failed to notice the girl opening his room door.

“Hey, captain. Why the long face?” came (Y/N)’s soft voice.

Steve turned around and his smile widened as his eyes landed on her.

“Not too excited about leaving you home alone doll,” he answered, moving closer to her.

A soft smile broke on her face as she stepped into Steve’s embrace. Mumbling into his chest, she said, “I’m not too excited about having you go risk your life either, Cap.”

The two was developing a sort of more than friendship, less than love kind of relationship. For (Y/N), she felt conflicted about her growing interest in her ex-fiance's best friend. For Steve, he just didn’t have the confidence that (Y/N) would ever return his feelings. But the two reveled in this current comfortable relationship they have right now. Not too fast, not too slow. And it felt just right for the both of them.

Bucky stepped out of his room, geared up and ready to go but stopped short when his gaze fell to (Y/N) in Steve’s embrace. The slightly opened door hid nothing from Bucky’s view. His super soldier hearing didn’t help lessen the blow either.

“Come back safe. Promise me, Steve. Don’t go doing foolish things like jumping off a plane. I’m right here waiting for you to come home, alright?” (Y/N) said, her eyes meeting with Steve’s blue ones.

“Yes, ma’am. We still have got that art exhibition to go together. I’ll make it back right in time for it, I promise.” came Steve’s answer, as he landed a peck on her forehead, his lips lingering.

Bucky was no stranger to this new sort-of affection going on between his captain and (Y/N). (Y/N)’s reaction towards him surprised him immensely. The anger and spite he anticipated from (Y/N) did not happen. She was civil, polite, almost too polite to him and Jenny. She kept their contact to a minimum but never purposefully avoiding him. But Bucky would honestly feel so much better if she yelled at him or threw some spiteful comments here and there. This civil and polite girl was new to him. Ever since day 1, (Y/N) was welcoming, warm and friendly. This almost feels painful to him, like Bucky is nothing but a stranger along the streets to her.

His thoughts halted when he heard a laughter bubbling from (Y/N). Looking up, he sees (Y/N) walking around Steve’s room, gathering the essentials he would need for the mission and putting them in his go-bag. This scene of pure domestic bliss was what hurt him the most.

He couldn’t understand why this would hurt. He chose to walk away from this, didn’t he? He was the one that didn’t think (Y/N) and he was right together.

Shaking his head in an attempt to push these thoughts away, Buck threw one last glance into the room and stomped his way to quinjet.

“Where’s Cap? He’s usually all geared up and ready to leave before any of us.” Wanda questioned, as she helped lug Natasha and Clint weapons up the quinjet.

Bucky frowned at the question, his mind wandering to the scene before. He couldn’t help but mumble under his breath, “He’s too busy and pre-occupied with my girl to actually do his captain duties.” The thought startled him, why did he still label (Y/N) as his girl - she wasn’t anymore, and would probably never be again.

“Is everyone gathered?” Steve’s voice came and broke Bucky’s thoughts.

“We’re waiting for you Capiscle,” Tony replied, his face held a knowing smirk.

“I’m here. So, let’s go.” Steve replied, rolling his eyes at the billionaire.

Just as Steve was about to make his way to the controls, two voices sounded.

“Steve!”

“Bucky!”

The lot turned and saw (Y/N) and Jenny making their way to the quinjet the former calling for the captain and the latter calling for the sergeant.

An awkward silence enveloped the quinjet as the rest of the heroes scattered around to make themselves seem busy but kept their ears peeled for the conversation that was to take place.

The look in Steve’s eyes warmed when he spotted (Y/N). Holding her by her hand, he led her away from Jenny and closer to himself, his large frame shadowing the girl as if trying to protect her.

“Uhm, I know you shouldn’t be wearing anything that isn’t part of your suit but would you please just bring this along? You don’t have to wear it just leave it in your go-bag. It’ll make me feel less jittery about you leaving.” (Y/N) said, her face flushing as she handed him the necklace she always wore. It was a long chain with an intricate ring strung through it - her mum’s wedding ring, a sort-of family heirloom that the girl treasured.

Bending to meet (Y/N) eye to eye, Steve gave her a breathtaking smile and lowered his head, requesting for (Y/N) to help him put it on.

“I’ll take good care of it doll,” Steve said, as he straightened his posture, thumbing the ring around his neck.

Bucky’s couldn’t tear his eyes from what was happening in front of him. That necklace was (Y/N)’s. That necklace was his. (Y/N) would always make him wear it when he was leaving for a mission, said it gave her a peace of mind. Bucky’s eyes narrowed at the scene and couldn’t help the low growl he let out.

The only other super soldier picked up the sound and met Bucky’s eyes. Steve saw the look Bucky was giving him and pulled (Y/N) in for a hug, his eyes locked on Bucky’s for a long moment, before he pulled away and caressed the side of (Y/N)’s face.

Jenny tapped on Bucky’s arm and jumped when he turned and glared at her in an instant. Seeing the started girl, Bucky’s gazed softened slightly and gruffly questioned her, “Yeah?” 

“You didn’t say bye. So I, I just thought I should come say bye.” Jenny replied, her eyes fleeting between Bucky and what he was previously staring at.

“Yeah okay. I’ll be back soon.” came his reply.

“It would be good if you could tell me where you’re heading to and when you’re leaving and coming back next time, Bucky. I’m your girlfriend. I have the right to want to know where you are and what you are doing.” Jenny grumbled.

“Fine,” Bucky replied, walking away from the fifth argument they’ve had this week.

Jenny stomped off the quinjet, anger radiating from her. The moment of awkward silence was saved (Y/N) yelling out “goodbyes” and “stay safes” to everyone. She met Bucky’s eyes and gave him a small reassuring smile, “Stay safe sergeant.” and a polite nod of her head, before turning to Steve.

“Come back to me soon, Steve. I’ll be looking forward to our art exhibition date,” she said, her eyes turning into crescents from her wide smile.

“Date, doll?” Steve questioned with a teasing tone.

(Y/N) face turned red when she noticed what she has said and lightly shoved the soldier towards the quinjet control.

“I’ll be back for our date doll.” Steve teased, a smirk forming on his face, (Y/N) hurried off the quinjet, not before stopping to wave at the team before heading into the compound.

Tony took one look at Bucky and rolled his eyes at the kicked puppy dog look he was giving the girl.

“Hey! You don’t get to feel sorry for yourself, Manchurian Candidate. You let her go the worst way possible. So suck it up, live with your misery while she gets the man she deserves. Capsicle gave her up to you once, don’t expect him to do it twice.” Tony scoffed with a roll of his eyes and left Bucky on his own with his loud and unforgiving thoughts.

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JinJin-Birthmark Soulmate AU

Word count: 4,680

Note: Sorry it’s a bit lengthy. Excuse my grammar and spelling mistakes please! It’s my first time writing something like this but I hope you enjoy it!

Globally everyone knew that soulmates were real, but everyone also knew how rare it would be to find their soulmate. During the early 1900’s was when the idea of soulmates was discovered to be real. In the following decades only one or two soulmates found each other. After traveling had become more convenient did that number rise but only slightly. In the past decade, only five couples had found there soulmates. (Of course those were the known ones). Since so few soulmates actually found each other little was known about it and some even thought it to be a hoax.

“Y/n! I found Astro’s new episode of Weekly Idol with english subs for you! Stop staring at your birth mark!” Mae yelled at you. With Astro’s newest comeback and the most recent events to happen you imagined what if JinJin was your soulmate! “As if that would happen. Especially with an idol thats never happened” you laugh to yourself as you hide the birthmark on your left shoulder.

“Did you hear about the soulmates that found each a few years ago?” Mae asked. You gave her a look to say “no duh~”. You and Mae have been friends since first year of high school and it wasn’t till senior year that you both became best friends. By some string of fate you both ended up attending the same college and your friendship has only grown stronger. She introduced Running Man to you and after that even introduced kpop to you. (well technically you got into kpop because you discovered a group after watching a web drama) “Well..” she continued “… apparently they finally agreed to talk to the scientists and the press! Do you know what this means?? Its finally confirmed what happens when soulmates meet each other!” Mae was not one for sappy, cliche, cheesy love stories but she did find the idea of soulmates an interesting topic to discover. You raised yours brows and went wide eyed. She continued to skim the article and finally spoke. “Ok so we all know every soulmate has matching birthmarks but on opposite sides of the body… Apparently they said the first time they met it was like static and all of a sudden both their birthmarks began to hurt and when they checked for their birthmark on their hands it had gone away!” You laughed in amusement at her excitement and brought your attention to your own laptop to continue the subbed episode she had found for you.

You completely fell in love with Astro. When Mae had realized you were more open to the world of Kpop when you had discovered the new rookie group so she began to show you videos of a group she liked, KNK. But all the videos she ever showed you included a cheerful, hyper and bright group… Astro. Once you checked out their MVs on youtube and listened to their debut song “Hide and Seek” you fell for them… HARD; and continued to watch videos on your own. “y/n, did you check your status on the study abroad? I just checked mine and I got accepted to the Seoul, Korea program!” You and Mae had been planning to do study abroad at the same time but had differences in interests. You, Japan. Her, Korea. But due to her constant begging and persuasion, you also applied for the Seoul, Korea program. You sighed as you checked your email. “I didn’t get accepted to the Japan program… BUT! I got into the Seoul!” You both began to jump up and down and started planning the details.

After the long flight the two of you were finally getting off the plane. Even with the jet lag and all the delays, you were both completely awake and excited. “I can’t believe we’re finally here!” Mae was jumping up and down with glee as the two of you walked to customs. “I can’t believe both Astro AND Seventeen will have concerts while we’re here!” “What if you ran into your U/B~?” You sang in a sing-song voice and laughed. As you quickly dodge her slap to your arm, you take a step back and accidentally bump back-to-back with someone and feel a slight shock.

Immediately, you turn around and slightly bow as you apologize. “Ah… Sumimasen… I mean! I’m sorry!… I mean… ah…” As you continued to forget how to say sorry in Korean your face and ears began to turn completely red. You quickly glance at the person but in embarrassment look back down to the floor. The man had a mask and black baseball cap on and in your opinion had good fashion sense.

He giggled and with a deep voice and accent said “It’s ok.” The two of you turn around and walk opposite ways. Mae continues to tease you and laugh at the run in but your mind was off in the clouds as you try to rub away the shocking feeling on your shoulder and the odd feeling that you had met the person before.

“Jin Jin Hyung! Hyung! Hyung! Jin Jin Ah!” “Ya!” Jin Jin yelled as he hit his annoying maknae. Jin Jin and the rest of Astro (along with some of the staff) were on the way to the gate for their flight for an overseas concert and as usual Sanha was annoying Jin Jin.

“I can’t believe we’re on our way to another overseas concert. It feels like we just had our Dream Pt.1 concert not long ago.” Eunwoo continued to reminisce aloud. Everyone began to mess with him and laugh. Jin Jin began to laugh hard and lost balance causing him to take a step back. Running into someone. As he turned around he immediately said sorry but began to laugh at the girl’s reaction. “Ah… Sumimasen… I mean! I’m sorry!… I mean… ah…” Seeing how she reacted he figured she did not recognize him and began to laugh at how flustered she was. “It’s ok.” He replied and turned to continue walking. Without the rest of the group noticing he looked back at the girl and caught a quick glimpse of her face.

“She’s cute” he thought as he turned back to the rest of the group and rubbed the pain in his right shoulder.

The six weeks of classes and field trips was coming to an end. You and Mae were busy studying for finals and planning the next three weeks before you go back home.  “Ok so I already bought the tickets for the Seventeen concert and Astro concert. We didn’t get into the fan signing event for Seventeen, but we got into the Astro one!” Mae was sad that we couldn’t go to the Seventeen fan sign event but was excited for you. “How’s your shoulder doing by the way?” she asked as she went back to her studying. For the past six weeks your shoulder had an uncomfortable numbness to it ever since that run in at the airport.

“WAIT! What if that was your soulmate! What if the guy you bumped into at the airport was your soulmate? Maybe thats why he was so familiar to you?” Mae suddenly jumped up causing you to fall off your chair in shock. “Ha! As if that would happen. You know its rare to find your soulmate and even if it was him I doubt I’d ever see him again.” You calmly respond as you get back on your chair. “Maybe its still hurting because he’s nearby. I’m telling you! Before we leave Korea you’ll meet your soulmate again.” Ignoring her comment you both go back to studying.

“Hyung can you check my shoulder again? The pain is still there.” Jin Jin asked MJ as he pulled the right side of his shirt down. “Jin Jin the doctors said there was nothing wrong with it. Maybe you’re working out too much or adding too much weight to the bars.” “No I’m not! I haven’t even gotten the chance to work out that much these past few weeks.”

MJ quickly ran out their shared bedroom door and checked the rest of the dorm if the other members were there. “JIN JIN!” he yelled as he ran back in shutting the door and locking it. Jin Jin was shocked as MJ suddenly forced Jin Jin’s shirt off “Hyung! What are you doing!?” “Look at your shoulder!” Jin Jin did just as his hyung told him to do. His eyes opened wide and his mouth agape. “My birthmark! Its faded!”

“Do you know what this means? It means that you’ve run into your soulmate! Do you know when the pain started?” MJ began to jump up and down the room. “Hyung! Hyung! Calm down! I think it started when I ran into that girl at the airport on our way to the overseas concert… We don’t know if this is for sure because of my soulmate. It could just look like it’s faded…” Still in disbelief he sat there in shock. MJ noticing his friend’s reaction quietly sat down next to him. “What’s wrong?” He asked calmly.

“I don’t know hyung… What if this affects our popularity? What if the others get disappointed in me? What if I get kicked out of Astro? What if I ruin her life with the publicity? What if it doesn’t work out? I mean we’re idols we have busy lives. What if she doesn’t like me or want to see me? I mean its not like I’d be able to see her again anyways right?…” He took a deep breath and sighed. “Hyung I don’t know what do. Theres so much going through my mind right now… Can we keep this a secret from the rest of the group?” MJ nodded as he placed Jin Jin’s head on his shoulder and hugged him.

“I’m so excited! Aren’t you excited y/n????” Mae asked hitting your arm. “Ow! You know my shoulder is hurting yet you keep hitting me.” You cried. It was the week before you leave to go home and the two of you were counting down the days. You had gone to both Seventeen and Astro’s concerts and now it was the final day you were really excited about. Astro’s fan signing event. She apologized and and looked at you with worry. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about it. It’s just hurting a lot more than usual for some reason.” You sighed and finally got excited. “Look they’re finally letting us in!”

“Hyung~ are you sure you’re ok?” Sanha continued to whine. “For the tenth time, IM FINE SANHA!” Jin Jin yelled as he rubbed his shoulder. “Don’t worry. I can smile to the fans.” he calmly told his manager. They went out on the stage with smiles on their faces as they waved to the screaming crowd. After taking their seats (from youngest to oldest), the manager got the crowd to calm down and get in a line. One girl caught Jin Jin’s eye. You. But he didn’t know why and just went back to greeting and talking to the fans currently in front of him.

You began to fan girl as you got closer and closer to the members. “What if i forget what I’m gonna say to them?? Or if I forget to give my gift??” You began to panic and Mae laughed in amusement. “Thats why you have the note cards to read it or to show it to them if they don’t understand you and I doubt you’ll forget to give your gift. If anything I’ll be right after you to remind you.” As you got closer and closer your nerves got stronger and so did the pain in your shoulder.

Finally you got to Sanha. He was amused with how hard you tried to speak in Korean and he tried to respond to english which made both of you laugh. Rocky was confused so he read your note card and laughed and helped teach you how to pronounce each word. Moonbin was so happy when you gave him a box of chocolate from back home. Eunwoo told you to be comfortable and just talk in english so that “he could practice” (but you know he was just being considerate. Finally it was Jin Jin’s turn. You felt your heart beating uncontrollably as the nerves got multiplied by a 100.

Jin Jin watched as the girl came closer and closer and suddenly she was right in front of him. He couldn’t help but smile larger than he had with the other fans. He noticed the note cards in his hand and silently laughed to himself. He didn’t understand why but this girl amused him so much.

“Hi!” He smiled at you. “It’s ok. You can speak english.” A part of you was relieved and you began to talk to him calmly. “Mianhae. I was here for study abroad but my Korean is still bad.” You said shyly barely able to look at him. “My name is y/n.” He just continued to smile and stare at you as he finished signing your album. For some reason he was so happy and star struck by you he couldn’t speak. “It was nice to meet you y/n. Thank you for coming.” He finally said as he reached his hand out to you for a high-five. “I’m really glad I got to meet you in person” You said with a smile as you got up reached your hand out. As the two of you interlocked hands a sudden pain shot through the both of you. Both of you let go causing you to pass out and fall to the ground. Jin Jin was scream in pain as he held his shoulder trying to stay in his chair.

You slowly wake up. As your vision and hearing becomes clear you notice you are lying down on a couch. Clothes, make up kits, snacks, and other equipment fill the room you are in. “Oh y/n, you’re awake!” Mae comes running up to you from the snacks table and hands you bottled water. “Where are we? What happened?” you ask as you drink the water. “We’re in the dressing room. You passed out after you and Jin Jin suddenly started to cry out in pain… Don’t worry about Jin Jin. They brought him back here when they brought you and checked his shoulder… Y/n… I overheard them say his birthmark disappeared.” You opened your eyes wide and rushed to check your shoulder. Mae gasped and you opened your mouth in shock. Your birthmark was gone too. You could not believe this was happening. The fact that not only did you find your soulmate but that your soulmate was your ultimate bias was unfathomable. Just as you were about to say something Astro’s manager walked into the room with a person wearing a “Translator” badge.

“Was your birthmark on your left shoulder?” You nodded. “I don’t know if your friend told you but, Jin Jin’s was on his shoulder too and it disappeared after the scene the two of you caused.” He sighed and scratched the back of his neck. “Since this is the first time this has happened to an idol we honestly don’t know what to do. While I am contacting the CEO about the incident the two of you will wait here. Jin Jin will come after the fan signing has ended.” After the two of you nod your heads, both the manager and the translator walk out of the room, leaving the two of you to process what has happened.

The event was finally over. You could tell because all the staff were rushing around packing and cleaning. You could hear the faint cheers coming from the other side of the door. You and Mae sat in silence, as she figured from your expression that you needed it.

Finally, everything was quiet. All the staff had packed up the equipment and make up leaving the clothes and other random things in the room and left. Past the door was silent for what seemed like forever. Until finally you could hear faint whispers in Korean which Mae also heard and whispered the translation to you, “Just go in there already!… I’m sure she’s just as nervous as you are but don’t you realize how exciting this is? How happy you would be and how happy all of us would be for you??” The whispers became louder as he continued to talk. “But hyung…” “No! No buts! For once don’t worry about what will happen and just take this chance to be happy for yourself. If its the universe’s work then I’m sure the universe will make sure everything will work out.”

You were moved by MJ’s advice to Jin Jin. (and yes you know it’s MJ cuz of course he can’t keep his voice down haha) You take a deep breath as you hear them open the door. Jin Jin is first through the door and as you make eye contact it was like all your nerves and worries faded away. He walks in, MJ following behind him, and walks towards you. By some odd reason you got up from the couch and ran into his embrace. He twirled you giggling and when he finally set you down the two of you make eye contact again both smiling happily. Your faces slowly (by the same odd force that made you get up and run to him) got closer. Lips almost touching until…

“Eh hem” both Mae and MJ cleared their throats. You both suddenly realized what had happened, took a step back from each other with heads bowed to the ground and ears and face completely red. Mae and MJ began to laugh at the two of you. “HYUNG!” “MAE!” you both yelled at the same time you look at each other and began to laugh.

After all four of you had calmed down, Jin Jin went up to you and politely reached his hand out to you for a handshake. “I’m Jinwoo…” he laughed awkwardly. “I’m y/n” you giggled back as you shook his hand. The two of you smiled at each other staring into the other’s eyes, still holding hands. “Um… I can somewhat translate for you guys if you have trouble saying something in the other’s language…” Mae suggested to the both of you in English and Korean.

The two of you sat on the couch next to each other with an awkward distance in-between. MJ and Mae pulled up chairs to sit in front of the two of you. Jin Jin just stared at you with his puppy dog eyes making you blush and look away. MJ (feeling awkward by Jin Jin’s actions decides to speak up “um… It’s a little late to say this but… Hi! I’m MyungJun… How much longer will the two of you be here in Korea?” Mae surprised by the question answers it herself after translating it. “We leave Friday of next week…”

“EHHHH???” Jin Jin snapped out of his stare and went into panic causing him to speak faster than Mae can understand. He jumped up and pulled you up into his embrace. “We just met and you already leave next week???” You could feel the blood rush to his face and the small drops of tears forming in his eyes. “y/n, I have so many worries and responsibilities and stress with being part of Astro and meeting you. I just want to tell of them to you. Rant to you. Figure out how to make things work. I don’t even know if you like me to begin with.”

You strengthened your embrace and told him “Of course I like you! You’ve always been my ultimate bias!” you chuckled. “It’s ok. Don’t worry about everything else. We’ll figure it out over time.” Your warm voice caused him to almost break into tears. You look up and notice that MJ and Mae had been looking at the two of you in shock. You gave Mae a confused face. In turn she responded “y/n… You just spoke in fluent Korean…” “Jin Jin you spoke in English!” MJ exclaimed. You two take a step back from your embrace unsure why but both happily accept what had happened. You could not only completely speak and understand Korean but most importantly be able to communicate with Jin Jin and the same was for him.

Suddenly the door slammed wide open. The other four members of Astro came rushing in. Jin Jin suddenly pulled you and Mae behind him and MJ and bowed to them. Suddenly he went from being happy to sad. His whole body shaking as he struggled to speak. “I’m sorry…” He began to shake more tears flowing down his cheeks. He continued to apologize over and over. The others said nothing. Eunwoo, followed by Moonbin and then the rest surrounded him and hugged him. Eunwoo broke the silence with a shaky voice “Hyung! Why are you crying! You’ll make the rest of us cry.” “Ya! Jin Jin hyung, your supposed to be happy! We’re happy for you!” Moonbin said as he jokingly hit Jin Jin’s arm. “Like I told you before dummy! Don’t worry about what will happen. We’re all happy for you and whatever happens happens. We’ll all get through this. You’ll get through this and now you have another special person in your life to be there for you… Jin Jin, stop putting all the pressure on yourself. We’re all here for you.” Jin Jin cried in their embrace for a good 10 min.

Jin Jin finally calmed down. Eunwoo hit him on the arm as they dispersed from their huddle. “Hyung! Introduce us to her!” All of their attention suddenly went to you. Sanha suddenly ran up right to your face and started to wave at you. “Hi, I’m Sanha!… Ah! I remember you!” Rocky pulled Sanha back to give you space and said “Hi I’m Minhyuk but you can keep calling me Rocky if you want.” Moonbin and Eunwoo walked up next to Rocky. “I’m Dongmin but you can keep calling me Eunwoo if you want.” “I’m Moonbin! Thank you for the chocolates again!” Moonbin hugged you. “YA! That’s my soulmate! Give her some space.” Jin Jin began to nag at them as he pulled them to the other side of the room.

All their love and care for each other that you watched from your computer screen was happening right in front of you and it made you happy. You began to laugh making them move their attention to you once again. “It’s nice to meet all of you. I’m y/n” you smiled at them. They were shocked hy your sudden fluency in Korean so Jin Jin explained what happened.

“Waaaah! NOONA IS SO NICE! You don’t deserve her hyung. Your the opposite. Your mean.” Sanha stuck his tung out playfully at Jin Jin earning him a punch and a kick from him. “See noona! Jin Jin hyung is mean to me!” he yelled as he ran behind you.

The eight of you became comfortable after that talking and laughing. You felt all your worries go away until… “Noona, when do you leave?” Eunwoo asked you sitting on the couch. “Oh… We leave next week Friday…” Everyone suddenly became quiet when they heard your response. Moonbin looked over to Jin Jin with concern. “Hyung…” He was interrupted by a knock on the door. All the members of Astro stopped what they were doing and politely greeted their manager and those that filed in after him; the translator and another person, the CEO of Fantagio. MJ, who was standing near you, whispered to you and Mae who he was, causing the two of you to quickly get up and properly greet him. Jin Jin went up to their manager and explained that you no longer needed the translator and Mae could understand enough that she didn’t need it either.

After the translator left, their manager and CEO sat down at the table in the middle of the room and asked you and Jin Jin to sit in the last two seats. The rest of Astro sat down on the couch behind you and brought over a stool for Mae to sit on next to them. The atmosphere was suffocating. You could feel the tension and worries on everyones’ mind.

Finally, the CEO faced your direction and asked in an intimidating tone; “What is your name?” “y/n sir” “Do you understand the situation the two of you are in?” This time is question was aimed to both of you. “Yes. We know its complicated especially because this is the first time it has happened to an idol.” Jin Jin quickly stated and then bowed his head down. The CEO sighed and scratched the back of his head. “What do you think should happen?” he asked. Confidently you tell him “I leave next week friday to go home. If possible… I think we would both want to spend as much time together as possible before then… I don’t want Jin Jin to give up or be kicked out of Astro. He has a lot of fans and Astro wouldn’t be the same without him. If thats what being together means then… I’d rather sacrifice being together so he can stay in Astro and shine like the star I know he is.” You just looked at the manager and the CEO both with poker faces on. Jin Jin looked at you with admiration and affection. He couldn’t believe you had said that with confidence.

“For now our priority is to avoid a scandal. Obviously after the scene the two of you created earlier, the internet is already spreading with curiosity and rumors. While we wait for that incident to calm down, we will be thinking over all the possibilities.” He sighed and said with full sincerity in his voice. “To be honest, removing Jin Jin from Astro is the worst thing we would want to do. Until we make a decision we will allow the two of you to spend time together while you are here but, with our approval as to avoid scandal. Also, until we make a decision we will allow you to keep in contact after you leave.” Jin Jin takes your hand and smiles to you making you smile back. “y/n. Jinwoo. You must agree that you understand whatever our decision ends up being that both of you will accept it. y/n. You must also acknowledge that you understand whatever may happen will for sure change your life. Are you willing to accept it?” You and Jin Jin look to each other. “Yes I am acknowledging and accepting.” “If y/n is willing to accept it then… Yes.”

Happy with the outcome of the talk the CEO and manager get up and walk out the door. Jin Jin faced you and took both of your hands in his as he stared into your eyes. “Y/n… I don’t know what will happen. But, I do know I want to make the most the time we have together right now and no matter what may happen. I want you to know that I love you.” You couldn’t help but giggle. “I love you too!” He leaned in to kiss you but was cut short. “EEEEEEWWWWW!” “Jin Jin hyung there’s an innocent baby here!” One by one the members continued to add to their complaints. As Jin Jin went to go get mad at his younger brothers you went over to Mae both of you giggling. “I’m happy I didn’t get accepted into the Japan program… I guess it is possible to find a soulmate huh?” She laughed and nudged her shoulder to yours. “I told you it was.”

You both giggle and walk over to join the fun starting to make the most of the time you have with Jinwoo.

#jinjin #jinwoo #astro imagines #jinjin imagine #jinwoo imagine #soulmate au #astro scenarios #astro fanfic #jinjin scenario

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One night in a strange city

Chapter 4 Take me to the sky

In all the time you’d stayed at this hotel you never really looked at the lift you used every day. It was huge, with glass mirrored panels on three sides, leaving only the doors plain metal sheets. You didn’t see the mans face as you entered, you only caught a glimpse skin as you took your place behind him in the lift. He was tall, light brown hair poked from underneath his cap and tanned skin crept from under his loose blue shirt. The pattern on his collar made it look like snakes were dancing along his neck, intertwined and colourful. His white trousers were very loose, almost pooling at his feet where you saw his red and green stripped slippers. You could see nothing of his face as he wore big dark shades and an equally dark mask across his mouth. His white headphones trailed down his chest, blasting sounds you weren’t familiar with. You noticed how good he smelt, coconut and peach, you decided. You checked your phone, only 10 minutes until you left and Alicia and Zarena were already in the lobby waiting for you. The lift started it’s descent to the lobby floor and your thoughts fell on the mans hands. Something about them was so familiar to you but you couldn’t pin point it. Just as things were clicking in your head the lifts lights flickered and then died as it jolted to a stop, throwing both you and the man to the floor.

Fuck.

You grappled in the dark until you found your phone, panic quickly setting in. You dialled Alicia’s number and prayed you still had service. The man started to speak in the foreign tongue you had gotten familiar with over the past couple years however all familiarity was over shadowed by fear as your best friend finally picked up.

“Hey where are you? We’re gonna leave soon.”

“I’m - I’m stuck in the lift.” You spoke, trying to hold back the inevitable tears from falling.

“What do you mean stuck? Like the lift is broke?”

You nodded before you realised you were on the phone. “Y-yes.”

The panic on your voice evident, Alicia told you to calm, breathe and that she’ll do what she can and you’ll be out soon. You listened without really listening, tears now falling in a steady stream and the attack pushing you into the corner of the lift.

“Erm- hi? Sorry I, only know a little, erm English.”

You looked up into the dark as the man spoke to you, his deep voice and broken English somehow soothing you.

“Are you, okay?” You could hear him shuffle closer till his hands were around your shoulders, stroking down the length of your arms to stop you shaking, you regretted just leaving your jacket and not changing it.

You nodded, not able to trust your voice.

“It will, will be good. Okay. Will be okay.” You could hear the smile in his voice. “What is your name?”

“R-” you coughed to clear your throat. “Rhii.”

“Rhii?? Aw so pretty. Im Kim tae- erm Taehyung Kim.” He hummed to himself, his voice still slightly muffled by his mask.

“What?”

“Taehyung, just call me T.” He laughed. It was so melodic, so beautiful and full. It was then it all finally clicked. It really was him. Him. The love of your life. Kim Taehyung. In the flesh.

“I- I know who y-you are.”

“Ah you know BTS?” His voice smiled again.

“Y-yeah. A lot.” You could feel the tears turning from fear to joy. You couldn’t believe what was happening.

“Ah good.” He laughed again. “Me your favourite?” He laughed, louder and clearer this time so you gathered he had removed his mask.

You nodded fast, shocked and confused, sure you were dreaming.

“Good. Mmm.” He kept humming to himself as his fingers made small calming circles on your shoulders.

“RHII???!?!? CAN YOU HEAR ME?!!!”

“.온 세상이 너의 말을 들을 수 있어!” (The whole world can hear you!) Tae said to himself.

“들었어요, 꼬마 아가씨!” (I heard that, brat!) Alicia shouted back.

“와, 무례해요.” (Wow, so rude.) Tae bit back.

“Alicia?” You said weakly.

“Rhii?!? Rhii oh my god are you okay? They are sending a fire service out now to come set you free. How many of you are in there?!?” Her voice was cloaked slightly by the metal doors but you could hear her enough.

“It’s just me and Tae.” You replied, but your voice failed.

“이 엘리베이터 안에는 우리 둘이 갇혀 있습니다.” (There are two of us stuck in here.) Tae shouted for you.

“와우 괜찮아요 둘 다 괜찮아요? 그녀는 잘 지내니? 정말로.??” (Wow okay. Are you both okay? How is she doing? Actually??) Alicia spoke loud and confidently, thank god one of you knew enough Korean to get by, you knew enough to understand the main points of what they were saying tho.

“나는 그녀가 잘 지내고 있다고 생각한다.” (I think she is doing okay.) Tae smiled down at you, you couldn’t make out any features but you had spent so much time looking at his unreal face you knew exactly what was looking back at you.

“They are here. They’re coming up now.” You could hear Zarena, panting slightly as she’d probably ran.

“Ah, see. Everything is okay.” He hummed a smile and you realised then you had stopped crying. You felt safe. Perhaps safer than you’d ever felt before.

“뒤로 물러서라!”(stand back!!) You heard a new voice yell.

“He says stand back!! Don’t be near the doors!!” Alicia yelled in translation but you already understood and yourself and Tae had huddled further into the back corner of the lift.

Loud bangs and crashes followed as they tried to pull open the doors. You could hear machines and more yelling, mainly alicia yelling.

In fact completely alicia yelling.

“She’s, eh, loud.” Tae laughed, his body vibrating against you, his face so close to you now you could feel his breath on your neck.

Finally the fire service managed to wedge these two giant claws inbetween the lift doors and the booming sounds of mechanics told you that they were starting to move, to pull apart the doors and set you and the man you love unconditionally free.

“JUST HOLD STILL IT WONT BE LONG NOW!!” Alicia yelled and you felt yourself be calm for the first time so you allowed yourself to sink into Tae’s arms and breathe in his scent, his beautiful warm scent. His arms felt like they wrapped around you a million times, making you feel protected.

The claws moved the doors open further and further, light flooding in and almost blinding you. You lifted an arm to cover your eyes from the intrusive lights as Tae started to stand and pull you up with him.

“They said to, climb over the, erm space.” Tae pointed to the gap the claws had made. The lift must have stopped between the first and bottom floor so you’d have to climb in order to get on the first floor. You nodded and made your way towards them, still not able to fully see. Tae placed a hand on the small of your back to stop you from falling and help you keep balance. You got to the gap and started to climb through, taes hand slid from the small of your back to under your thigh, helping you climb over the small ledge to freedom. The feeling of his skin on yours made you gasp and freeze, but Tae didn’t seem to notice or if he did he pretended he didn’t as he pushed you up and through the gap, his hand slowly sliding up your thigh as he did so. The strong hands of the firemen lifted you the rest of the way and you felt yourself fall into Alicia and Zarenas awaiting arms. You looked down at yourself, your dress was covered in dust and you’d managed to rip the hem as you climbed out. Fuck.

“Oh shit, I loved this dress!” You moaned.

“감사합니다.(thank you).” You heads a familiar voice say roughly and turned to see him being pulled out of the lift, dust now covering his blue gucci shirt.

You looked at him, unable to speak as you still didn’t believe it was real. He locked eyes with you and visibly took a breath. His eyes slowly raked up and down you, catching his bottom lip in between his teeth as he finally brought his eyes back up to yours.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you felt your legs walking towards him without you asking them to.

“Hi.” Tae spoke deeply, smiling like an idiot, not able to look you in the eyes now you were so close to him.

“H-hi.” You cleared your throat. “Hi.” You spoke clearer.

“Wait wait wait. You were stuck in a lift with kIM TAEHYUNG?!?” Zarena screamed, following me and standing next to your side.

You turned to face her. “I erm yeah. Apparently.” You laughed, still in shock.

“Hi.” Tae said to her and then turned to alicia. “Thank you for, eh the help.”

“천만에요. 네 영어실력은 훌륭하다..( you’re welcome. Your English is very good).” Alicia spoke to him, surprisingly you found yourself understanding.

“감사합니다. 한국어는 매우 잘합니다. (Thank you. Your Korean is very good).” Tae answered her warmly.

“감사합니다. (Thank you).” Alicia seemed to finally click who was in front of her bc you noticed she got very shy all of a sudden.

“야, 무슨 일이야?. (Yah, what happened to you?)” you heard a voice behind you yell and you turned to see non other than the bangtan boys themselves in all their glory.

“나는 엘리베이터 안에 갇혔다. 우리는 방금 해방됐어요.(I got stuck in the lift. We just got set free).” Tae replied, appearing next to you. Namjoons eyes flicked to you and then back to Tae.

“우린?(we?).” He asked, cocking his head to the side.

“Oh! This is, erm, name is Rhii.” Tae said smiling proudly.

“Hello.” You spoke softly.

“Hi.” Namjoon eyed you warily. “Are you okay?” He asked you.

“Yes I’m okay thank you.” You replied, still taking it all in.

“그럼 너는? 당신 괜찮아요?(and you? Are you OK?).” Namjoon asked turning back to Tae who nodded enthusiastically. “Good.”

“어떻게 공짜로 얻었나요?(how did you get free?).” Jimin spoke up this time, stepping forward from the bunch.

“그녀의 큰 친구들은 우리를 구하기 위해 소방관들을 구했다.(her loud friends got the firemen to come save us).” Tae explained to him.

“저는 그렇게 크지 않아요.(I’m not that loud).” Alicia moaned to herself.

“한국 말 할 줄 아세요?(you can speak Korean?).” It was Jin this time who stepped forward.

“우리 모두는 약간의 한국어를 말할 수 있다.(we all can speak a little Korean).” Alicia explained to them, slowly gaining confidence again but not even slightly looking at Jungkook.

“정말?(really?).” Tae asked looking at you.

“조금만 더요.(a little).” You replied. His eyes went wide and he looked impressed. “만약 우리가 여기에 온다면 우리는 적어도 기본적으로 기초를 배워야 한다고 생각했다.(We thought we should at least learn the basics if we were going to come here).” You continued.

“우와(whoa).” Tae looked at you in amazement, his eyes boring into your soul.

“Well, we actually need to get to practice so, it was nice meeting you girls.” Namjoon spoke loudly and with authority, gesturing for Tae to come stand with the rest of the group so they could leave.

“Oh.” All of a sudden Tae looked deflated. He looked down at his hands, intertwining his fingers nervously. “I erm, have to go now. It was lovely, eh seeing you.” His smile was full but only of sadness. You frowned at him and your eyes flickered to Alicia who was staring suspiciously at Jimin who cleared his throat and quickly looked away. Taes hands flew out to capture yours. “Are you, okay?”

“Y-yes.” You replied staring at his giant hands engulfing your small ones. “Thank you Tae.”

His cheeks swallowed his eyes as his beamed at you with his famous square smile, quietly humming to himself. “Good bye Rhii.”

His hands were gone from yours before you even knew it. You spun on your heel and saw as the boys disappeared.

Then it kicked in. The tears.

You slid down to your knees and let your hands cover your face.

“Oh Hun are you okay?” You hear zarena try to comfort you but you couldn’t respond.

“It’s okay, it’s ok-”

Your head snapped up and you screamed. “I JUST MET BTS.” You looked at alicia. “I JUST MET KIM TAEHYUNG.” You turned to zarena. “KIM TAE FUCKING HYUNG. FUCK.” You started to laugh, still in disbelief. “HA I can’t breATHE!” You clutched your stomach and fell on your back. “Fuck…”

“eh, rhii? You’re gonna wanna stand up there babes.” Alicia spoke softly, almost like she was distracted by something. You looked up curiously and there stood, none other than Kim Tae mother fucking Hyung.

“Hi?”

earlier in the lobby

•it’s all in Korean but I cba to get it all ekk•

“Hey, are you really okay?” Jimin asked as they walked towards the van that takes them to their nightly practice.

“Yes.” Was all Tae could reply. Truth be told he was heart broken. Something about you pulled at him, like he had no control over it. In some weird way Tae reasoned it was destiny that you met, all month his mother had been asking about his relationship status and when she was going to be graced with grandkids, and if it wasn’t for leaving his charger behind in the hotel, then he would never have been in that lift when it broke, with you. You were so perfect, so small and quaint in appearance but your eyes were what lingered on his brain. They were so full of life, of wonder, and they way you looked at him- wow. It was heavenly.

“You really like her don’t you?” Jimin broke his train of thought. “I’ve never heard you speak of someone so passionately. It was beautiful.”

Wait?

“I was talking aloud?” His eyes widened in disbelief. What a fool.

Jimin just laughed. “Don’t worry it was cute. I think you should have given her your number though. Or at least gotten hers.” He started to stride towards to others, leaving Tae dumbfounded and in place. He watched the group turn and look at him expectantly.

“You coming Tae? Or did you forget something?” It was Namjoon who spoke in unspoken meaning. He smiled a dimpled smile and gestured for him to go. “Hurry up before we leave though.” He added as he made his way into the van.

Jimin smiled encouragingly at him and silently wished him good luck.

And boy was he gonna need it…

Chapter 5 coming soon…

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