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#The bows are cute tho and I always enjoy trying out different clothing
sysig · 3 years
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TFW you don’t know how to draw your own sona
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bkfics · 3 years
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The next morning you wake up earlier, so you go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for everyone, but after a while Ryota wakes up too with Kazuhiko on his back.
‘Ohāyo Okāsan.’ your baby boy tells you with a raspy typical morning voice.
After you greet them, you wonder where your baby girl is, but then she runs with her open arms to you.
‘OKĀSAN!!!’ She screams with a worried tone, so you pick her up as soon she reaches you.
‘What’s wrong honey??’ You ask her with a comforting voice.
‘Okāsan…’ then she starts crying. Ryota starts worrying too and comes to you two and tries to get Kisara from you, but she refuses.
‘O-okāsan my… I can’t find my gel for hands.’ She cries harder.
‘Kisara it’s okay. Niichan will give Kisara his gel for hands okay?’ Kazuhiko tries to comfort her, but she shakes her head.
‘NOOO I WANT MINE! MINE HAD EEVEE ON TOP!’ She yells this time.
‘Yea.. about that.. I might.. hmm.. gave it to Sakusa yesterday…sorry.’ Ryota tells you scratching the back of his head.
‘Why would y-… nevermind’ You tell him sighing.
‘Kisa-chan, Otōsan will buy you a new. With an eevee one, or whatever you want ok?’
This time she nods and goes to Ryota to let herself get pick up.
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[Sakusa Kiyoomi POV]
After having breakfast I go to the bathroom to take a shower.
As the hot water starts hitting my head, I start thinking about her, and memories of when we were together in high school. I start smiling and laughing as I remember how I was the first one that fell for her and the first time I talked to her I said ‘Use this mask and stay away from boys... except me or else you’ll get sick.’
‘Why did I even leave you? If I could only go back time. I would go back to 4 years ago and tell you how much I love you.’
‘Whatever Kiyoomi, she already has a family, it’s time to move on.’
I start getting frustrated so I quickly finish showering and go run around the neighbourhood to clear my mind.
Time passes by and parents with their kids keep popping up left and right of my view, so I start running faster, but my shoes are so worn out that the soles are so consumed that a hole is formed.
‘Great! Now I have to go buy another pair. This day couldn't get any better UGH!’ I start yelling in my head as I make my way back home and start getting ready, putting on the necklace I can’t seem to let go of…
[at the mall]
I now just parked my car, making my way inside the mall and going straight at the sport centre, making sure I have my spray disinfectant and hand sanitizer-
‘What is this?.. A hand sanitizer with a Pokemon in it? Why do I have this? Ah right.. Y/N husband gave it to me.. Tch, whatever.’
I go inside and I hear three familiar voices, too familiar for my liking, they are: Atsumu, Hinata and Bokuto.
‘Shopping with my friends!’ Atsumu says taking a video to post it on his story.
‘Wait, you have friends?’ Hinata says with a mocking face while Bokuto tries not to laugh.
I seriously don’t wanna deal with them right now so I turn around, going to the opposite direction, hoping that they don’t notice me. Arriving at the running shoes isle, I grab their new released one, it’s even in our jersey’s color, it’s all black and there's a little stripe in gold, so I ask the employee if they could give me my size of this model. After she gives it to me, I go and pay for it and right at the exit, I get stopped by a woman and a man.
‘Hello sir! Our pharmacy has a new cleaning product and even a new hand sanitizer! It’s better than the previous one, it’s less stickier and has different scents! The new cleaning product cleans better than any other! We’ll be so grateful if you could at least have a look at it! Have a good day sir!’ The man tells me.
I just nod, those new products don’t sound bad, might as well have a look.
The mall’s big and after walking for a good 5 minutes, I see the pharmacy but I bump into someone.
‘Oh, nice to see you again Sakusa.’
‘Same here Wakatoshi-kun and Kageyama.’
‘Are you here to go to the pharmacy too Sakusa-san?’ Kageyama asks me as we start walking.
‘Yes, what about you two?’
‘We were bored so we decided to come here at the mall.. hmm what about having lunch together Sakusa?’ Wakatoshi asks me.
‘Hmm sure, why not.’ I answer him.
We arrive at the pharmacy and get in line.
‘Wow this guy’s so tall’ Kageyama says amaze by the man with purple hair in front of us, eating snacks as he was waiting to enter the pharmacy with his friend too, me and Wakatoshi-kun agree with him.
We then decide to eat first and come later as the line was long.
After finding for a good restaurant not packed of costumers, we order our meals and few minutes later we start eating.
‘Itadakimasu.’ we say at the same time.
While we’re eating, we start hearing whisperings from the people eating inside the restaurant.
‘They are so hot, omg.’
‘I know right!’
‘Let’s sit on the table beside them.’
‘Wait girls, aren't those Sakusa Kiyoomi, Ushijima Wakatoshi and Kageyama Tobio?’
‘OMG you’re right!’
‘Look! Sakusa-san is so handsome!’
‘I agree, but wait.. look at his necklace.. Isn’t that a ring?’
‘Oh.. maybe he has a girlfriend already…’
As they keep on whispering, we finish our meals and make our way to the cashier, then we go around the Mall to buy new clothes or things we need for our places. It‘s getting late, so I offer them a ride home since we live close to each other, Wakatoshi-kun is beside me in the passenger seat and Kageyama is in the back seat.
‘Sakusa-san, I’m curios too.. why do you have a necklace with a ring? Do you have a girlfriend?’ Kageyama starts a conversation.
‘Hmm no.. this ring belongs to my first love.. even if we aren't together anymore. I just can’t seem to throw it away and i wearing it became a habit.’
‘If it really means a lot to you, just keep it.’ Wakatoshi-kun adds.
‘Yea.. but, how are you guys doing?’ I ask, wanting to change the subject.
‘We’re doing good, tho our manager took a week of to spend time with Kise-san, since he just came back and will be going back to the States in 2 weeks for the NBA preliminaries.’ Wakatoshi-kun answers.
‘NBA? That’s cool, also who’s Kise-san?’ I ask.
‘He’s that blonde haired guy who was with her and the kids.’ Kageyama answers.
‘Ahh.. the father of that cute little boy.’ I say with a normal expression but feeling sad inside.
‘Ah no, he’s not the father.. he’s just Y/N-chan’s best friend..’ Wakatoshi-kun says..
‘The father left Y/N-chan..’ Kageyama continues.
‘The father left Y/N? He really left her to raise a son alone?’ I ask, irritated by the fact that a man left her alone.
‘A son? She has two kids. They’re twins. A girl and a boy.’ Says Kageyama.
‘Twins? D*mn, he still left them? He’s not a man. He’s a b*stard.’
After some time, I proceed to drop Wakatoshi-kun to his place first, then I drop Kageyama, but before he could open the door, I stop him and ask:
‘Kageyama, can I ask you for something before you go? ‘Cuz I feel like I won’t be able to do it if I don’t..’
‘Sure, what is it?’
‘Can I ask you for Y/N’s phone number?’
‘WOW. So you’re that type of guy, huh? That goes after women with kids..’
‘HUH?! It’s not, you weirdo. I have something to talk with her in person, so I need her phone number to set up a rendezvous.’
‘I’m just playing, no need to get so worked up, chill.. alright, it’s …’
‘Thank you, see you later.’ I say after getting the phone number.
‘Hey, don’t try doing something stupid, ‘cuz you’re not the only one with your head on the line. Also thank you for dropping me off. Bye and drive safely!’ He says while he enters through the door without looking back.
Well, now.. How should I even start a conversation…
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[Back to normal POV]
[2 weeks later. Kansai International Airport]
‘Well, I guess it’s time to board. I already checked-in..’
‘Otosan.. are you going away?’ Kazuhiko asks with tears in his eyes.
‘Are you coming back?’ Adds Kisara
‘Of course.. I’ll be back in no time and you won’t be able to notice that I’m back. I’ll be gone for a while, it’s not a long time.’ He tells the twins with a comforting voice while he’s on his knees hugging both of them.
‘So, while I’m away, I want you two to eat healthy, grow up faster, always help Okasan and always smile, alright?’ He adds before letting go of the hug.
‘Hai, Otosan.’ The twins answer simultaneously while crying and hugging him tighter.
‘Alright, alright. Kazu-chan, Kisa-chan. Stop crying or he’s going to be late. We don’t want that, right?’ Kuroko takes the kids with Momoi.
‘Kise-kun, good luck for the tournament. Also, say hi to the others from me. Have a nice flight!’ Kuroko says with Kazuhiko on his arms crying.
‘Say hi to them from me too! See you later!’ Adds Momoi with Kisara crying on her shirt behind her.
‘Ryota-kun, say hi to the others from me too, also, thank you for your help at the house and for the kids too. I hope you enjoyed your rest time here.’ You tell him with a little bow and a smile.
‘Of course I enjoyed it! Also, I’ll always be here for the kids, I’m their “Dad” after all.’ He says jokingly with a big smile.
‘You’re right! Then, see you later, Ryota-kun. Have a nice trip, call me after you land, alright?’
‘Alright, Y/N-cchi, stay safe when you’re going back. Kazu-chan, you’re the man of the house while I’m not here, alright? Kisa-chan, don’t cry and smile a lot, you’re beautiful eyes and smile need to be shown more!’ He tells the twin before he turns and goes to the departure gate.
You’re all still there watching his back between the crowds of people passing left and right in front of you. Before Kise makes his way to the gate, he turns one last time and stops to look for you. Once he finds you, he says something that really shocks the shiz outta you.
‘I-love-you, Y/N.’ He says it like a whisper and smiles at you, not knowing that you understood what he said, then he goes straight to the gate.
You keep thinking of what he just said, while your face shows how surprised you are, it’s probably something not important.. but you know what he said. You read his lips even though there’s an ocean of people you could read his lips once both of your sight met each other.
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masterpost | III. | V.
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FACTS: 
Sakusa was pissed that a guy left you with two kids alone, but was also relieved that you don’t have a man in your life.. but he’s now hoping that you and Kise are just best friends.
Kuroko and Momoi are dating. 
Kuroko Tetsuya:
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Kise is in a NBA team with Aomine Daiki, Murasakibara Atsushi and Kagami Taiga. 
Murasakibara Atsushi: 
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Kagami Taiga:
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todorokitops · 4 years
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By any chance do you have any Momo head canons? I've been trying to come up with some, but I'm struggling and was wondering what you thought-
Okay so this ended up being Momo hcs + ‘Momo takes class 1a to visit her estate’ so enjoy! This is super long as usual! :D
[hints of kirikami, momojirou and todobakudeku just bc, though y’all know I slurp that multishipper shit like it’s cold water at 3am]
Momo used to have maids braid her hair for her when she was little, but then she grew older and felt it a little embarrassing so she told them not to worry about that - for a long time after that though, she didn’t bother learning and just wore her hair either up or down - dw tho bc the other girls eventually see her brushing out her hair and are unable to resist blurting out “CAN WE PLEASE BRAID YOUR HAIR?” - she drops her brush and instantly nods in excitement, and they begin making a queen a queen - she also gets braiding practice by practising on Ochako while Tsuyu instructs her and Mina and Tooru watch in jealousy (invisible hair and short hair solidarity) - so now, even tho she knows how to do complex braids like fishtails, the others still insist on braiding her hair for her
Mina: [whining as she runs her hands through her hair] “how did you get it this silky?” Momo: “oh! I’d be happy to recommend some brands to you! [names several ridiculously expensive haircare brands]” The girls: [silence] Mina: “ah” Momo: [confused] “is there something wrong? Ochako: [muttering while crying internally] “these fucking rich people…”
Bonus - Todo across the room hearing the brands as he pulls out his AirPods and going “oh, I use those too. They’re really good” “damn it…”
Also, not as relevant, but I’m constantly conflicted between Shouto knowing how to braid hair and him not understanding the point and just being like “??? Just tie it up?? What’s the problem??”
Also not as relevant but Katsuki can’t tie his laces or his tie so fuck learning how to do a braid lol (in one of my fics tho, he does learn eventually how to braid hair uwu)
A total bookworm - on that notch she has on the back of her hero suit, she always carries around the book she’s currently reading - her fave genre is medieval fantasy, though the other people in the class are always introducing her to new things - she’s always thankful when someone lends her a book and often thinks of them while reading it
The first few times, she used to write whole book reports/reviews for them before someone pointed out that no, that wasn’t something people usually did (she’d just been brought up that way, to be critical of literature) - it’s chill tho bc Izuku reads every last word bc he didn’t expect someone to invest so much time into a comic book he’d just recommended to her one day and was so impressed with her in-depth analysis of one of his favourite characters that he cried - ever since, they’ve constantly bonded over comics and poetry, which no one saw coming tbh
Y’all the girl is rich, don’t tell me she doesn’t have at least one secret room in her entire estate - there’s several ways to get into one - pulling a candlestick on the wall down, pulling out a book, twisting the head of a gargoyle etc - on class 1a’s first tour there, Denki was the first to accidentally come across one because he leaned too far back in a chair and saw an old, unused emergency button under the table, only for it to drop him into a panic room in the basement - he had to short out the electricity for the others to come running to where he’d been and seeing the fallen-over chair and for Momo to realise what happened
As soon as they came down to the basement, he was running sobbing into Eijirou’s arms bc it was dark down there (it had been out of use bc of its impracticality) - again, dw bc Momo instantly apologises profusely and offers to let him get cleaned up in the jacuzzi, and he’s instantly excited again and everyone’s like “WE WOULD LIKE TO GO SIT IN THE JACUZZI TOO”
So that’s how they all end up in the massive jacuzzi… and Denki’s more than content bc of the cute maids who keep asking him if he’d like more to drink, even tho Eijirou squints at him bc “excuse me casanova I’m your boyfriend” but ye old habits die hard lmao “relax, you know I love you more than anything, babe” - Momo’s contented with his and Mina’s attitudes of not worrying about asking for more things and is very confused by Kyouka and Izuku constantly rejecting things because it’s just too much and they feel so guilty for indulging in her riches, even tho she doesn’t mind one bit
Also Ochako spends 1/7th of the entire evening sobbing and clenching her fists, going “these fucking rich people…” for the 300th time
Even Momo gets lost on her own estate bc there are just too many rooms - her fave area tho is the outdoor greenhouse (I GOT INSPIRED BY THIS FANART PLEASE CHECK IT OUT IT’S SO PRETTY), which is about the size of a regular house in itself - plenty of opportunities here for members of the class to be cute I mean excuse me??
Just consider… Shouto peacefully smelling a flower like the pretty boy he is and Katsuki quietly snapping a pic of his bf before stowing away his phone + Izuku tugging at his sleeve with puppy eyes bc he wants him to send the pic of their bf to him too (ofc he does, who can resist Izuku’s puppy eyes? Not Bakugou fucking Katsuki)
Denki sneakily plucking a red rose to gift Eijirou with a wink and a low bow while the others walk on ahead (whether he has it in his mouth or in his hands in your choice - whether he spits it out a second later bc bleh the stalk tastes na s ty and thorny is your choice too lol)
Momo herself almost having a heart attack from sheer beauty when she sees Kyouka spotting a watering can and watering some of the tulips she noticed weren’t doing too well, tucking hair behind her ear and humming a little tune - man, so she’s gay gay huh
Izuku lifting up several tiny cacti and almost pricking himself but still grinning so wide as he shows them to Katsuki, already tearing up “they’re so small, Kacchan!!!” Katsuki: “Jesus, are you really crying because of some fucking tiny plants?” “[sniffles] m-maybe??” Katsuki: [snorts and ruffles his hair playfully] “crybaby” Hanta: [teasingly] “spiky… prickly… hmm… Bakugou, I think we found your real family” aaaaaand he’s dead oops
Momo sees Tsuyu practically vibrating when she spots the waterlily pond and ofc lets her go in and promises to have a spare change of clothes in her size ready for her courtesy of the Yaoyorozu household when she wants to get out - Tsuyu is literally having the time of her life as she sits in the pond and Ochako coos at her from the side - Shouto and Izuku watch on in interest (Katsuki’s still off somewhere murdering Hanta)
Momo’s friendship with Tenya actually blossoms even more because he has more tact regarding the differences between The Rich Kid Squad (the both of them and Shouto bc please) and… well… regular people lol, so she often sits and listens to him talking between lessons about what may be seen as normal by her is actually privilege to many, so she starts to become a lot more aware about these things and is a lot more conscientious when talking to Ochako in the future - tbh since realising, she has on more than one occasion offered to transfer an insane sum of money to her bank account, but Ochako has refused bc it would hurt her pride
Shouto leaning over boredly, sipping his milk box through a straw like “Yeah, I didn’t have much luck giving Midoriya my entire inheritance either” Tenya: “COULD YOU TWO PLEASE STOP SPENDING UNREASONABLE AMOUNTS OF MONEY ON YOUR FRIENDS” Momo and Shouto: [look at him dead in the eye] “no”
Listen, hun, the only reason why she doesn’t whip out a gun and ammo half the time is because she has amazing self-control, though there have been several times she’s been tried
But there was one time when she snapped - Mineta made a comment about Kyouka that was just too damn far and she pulled out a whole ass dagger from her chest and held it under his throat in a definitely threatening, not sexy way “say that again, and lose your vocal cords, bitch boy” - Kyouka, who’s watching this, has never felt gayer, so yeah
This is very long and I am very hungry and eager for dinner so! That’s all for today :D I hope you liked it
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Hey uh- could i request another barley x reader? the previous one was so cute! maybe some sort of date night one-shot? whatever you chose!❤️
Thank you so much for requesting!! I’m gonna become the CEO of Barley fanfics LOL! (I’d gratefully take that title tho)
To put you on a bit of context, this takes place AFTER the movie unlike my previous one-shot, of course I’ll try to keep it as spoiler free as possible considering the movie is going to come out to Disney + in just a few days and some of you haven’t seen it yet, but maybe I slip something so, please beware.
Also, I have been reading more fanfics in English recently and noticed they are written in a you-did-this-and-said-that way instead of how we do them in Spanish; I’ll be continuing to them in my way unless you guys tell me it annoys you or something.
WELL, SORRY FOR KEEPING YOU WAITING, LET’S GET TO IT! ALSO THIS IS SO LONG SORRY--
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(Y/N) definitely had no idea how she ended up on the Lightfoot’s home. Now, listen, it’s not that she didn’t like them ‘cause she as hell did it was just confusing considering a few hours prior to that she was just walking around the neighborhood.
“Ian, come on! Show her your magic!” Barley was having a hard time since he was trying so hard to make his little brother show the girl how his magic worked and poor Ian was shy about it, sure his confidence had been boosted but, come on, that was way too much pressure.
“Barley it’s okay, really, I believe you. I bet it’s amazing and you guys make an incredible team together. Let Ian go.” the girl chuckled seeing as the smaller elf smiled thankful and made his way out of the room feeling relieved.
“What? No! Ian get back here!!” see, the boy with a cast on his arm was hoping to use his brother as an excuse to have the female the longest time possible by his side, he was definitely going to ask her on a date but needed that boost of confidence being in a room with people gave.
Although now that they were alone he wouldn’t lie saying it wasn’t enjoyable, but soon that intimate moment of piece was to be broken by the young girl standing up making the bed rigid on the side she had been sitting on.
“This was... fun. But I really should get going home, my family would be worried plus it’s lunch time and... You know.” (Y/N) tried to excuse herself as politely as possible seeing as how she didn’t want to give the impression she wasn’t having fun and didn’t enjoy the presence of the older son of the Lightfoot’s family. Barley soon realized he had to jump now and ask her out or he’d never get the chance to. “Would you like to meet me? Alone? Maybe drive around, have dinner...” the boy put on his widest smile as if that were going to make her accept his invitation.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait. Are you... Asking me out? On a date? Tonight?” the girl replied trying to hide her grin while putting a strand of her voluminous hair behind her pointy ear which had efficiently caught the male’s attention. “I wouldn’t call it a date, more like a quest to make you fall in love with me because I totally am and it would be pretty cool if you did as well? But, you could always call it a date, I wouldn’t correct you even though you’re completely wrong.” that was enough to make the small elf chuckle which made Barley’s heart skip a few beats.
“It’d be a pleasure to help you complete this quest oh-so-awesome Barley Lightfoot. How about 8? No need for formal clothes, quests don’t require suits or dresses.” now it was him who was chuckling, how couldn’t he? His friend had never ever ever played his favourite roleplaying game yet always tried her best to make as much references to it without completely failing at the process, it was adorable. “8 sounds amazing. Farewell, oh-so-cool-to-play-games (Y/N) (S/N).”
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And so the time came and the bell started ringing; one, two, three, four times and just as the fifth was about to made itself present the girl rushed to the door “Okay, okay got it! I’m coming!” grabbing the door handle she opened it revealing the young elf wearing a suit -well, a modified one since the sleeves of his jacket were completely gone and decided to wear jeans with the suit, formal for sure- contrasting with her usual clothing. “We said no dressing up!” the boy just shrugged and clearing his throat he moved to the side revealing Guinevere 2 in all its glory. “Shall we get going?” the girl smiled and gladly accepted getting out and making sure to close the door.
They made their way to the van and Barley hurried to open the door of the passenger seat bowing as his friend got inside and closed the door trying -and failing- to hide his smile. As soon as they were both seated the boy opened her mouth and took a folded piece of paper from his pocket. “So, (Y/N)... I hope your ready for our quest because I’ve been planning this all day!” slowly the boy opened the folded paper showing a drawn map of different places in Mushroomton that he thought would be of interest and appropriate for a date surprising his companion in the process. “Did you realy do that? That’s so impressive…” the male just smiled and motioned for her to hold the map and turned on the engine.
“Now my incredible partner, tell me, which is the first stop?” he couldn’t help the excitement his tone glad everything was going according to plan at the moment.
“Uhm, well, the exciting-full-of-teenagers house of fun?” what kind of name was that? The drawing didn’t really gave much about the place either, not only because his art skills weren’t exactly… Clear?
But because he modified them to be fitting on the Quests of Yore world. “Heading there!” and just like that the car drive began. They both were constantly talking and joking, it may have been a date-quest thing but after all they were still friends, why would they be quiet?
When they finally arrived to the place she got out the car excited to see what it was about and found a luminous neon sign indicating the entry to the arcade.
“The arcade was the exciting-full-of-teenagers house?” again the elf just shrugged grinning which made the female roll her eyes. “Amazing! I’m actually thinking this is going to be the greatest day of my life…”
What can I say? Videogames were definitely something they both were extremely good at and that sparked a tiny competition between them. Driving games? You bet! That knock the clown game that’s always typically seen in carnivals at those cheesy romantic movies? Yup! In the end they decided to count the tickets each one got to decide a winner.
“I’ve got… 238 tickets, how about you, Lightfoot?” the boy didn’t seem happy and (Y/N) soon knew he was dreading his defeat. “I got 197....” mockery could be heard from the female’s lips before they cut off the rivalry and decided to combine both of their tickets getting 435 tickets which were enough for…
“A unicorn rubber?!” the girl sighed as they were gettin in the car again. “I hate this stupid games, they’re fun but you alway have to win around a billion tickets to actually WIN something.” she continued ranting, something Barley found really entertaining but cut her off mid sentence as they were running out of time. “When did you have to get home?” it effectively cut her off. There was a small silence
before she could respond “Around 10 I believe, you know how they are…” he just nodded and looked at his watch; it was 9:17 meaning they had to do a shortcut on their plans.
“Okay, we’re runnin out of time, skip the following two places and tell me the next one after them.” she did as asked and traced the drawn road with her fingers. “It says brainwash.” an odd name for sure.
“Brainwash it is.”
Of course, brainwash was referring to movies, they were going to watch a movie specifically a drive in movie, is there anything more romantic than that? No.
“Barley… This is so sweet, thank you! What movie are they playing?” turning her head towards the giggly boy she asked nothing but amusement in her face. “No idea. I’m gonna go grab popcorn, make yourself comfortable on top of Guinevere 2, please.” just like that he was gone and (Y/N) had a new adventure, finding the way she could get on the van’s roof.
After a while Barley got back with a huge stack of popcorn finding her loved one on the roof, smiling to himself he admired all of her features. Soon he got on top shaking the oh-so-special van on the process. “Here’s the popcoooorn!” he announced with an excited tone and put them between him and the girl.
The movie was ten minutes in and no noise was heard but the sound of chewing popcorn. Leaning in the female asked in the boy’s ear “Do you like this movie?” he replied in a whisper “No it’s so boring.” that’s when they both started laughing being shushed by the cars around them. “Let’s get out of here. We still have twenty minutes left.” Without bothering to take the popcorn they both walked north finding a calm forest where they laid on the grass looking at the sky. “So, Barley, is it true? That you like me?”
That was a very direct question he definitely wasn’t prepared for “Well, of course it is! You’re an incredible girl, an incredible friend and I bet you’d be an incredible girlfriend!” the girl chuckled making Barley’s heart melt. And then, he asked “Do you like me?”. Silence hurts, so much, but before any assumption could be made she replied “Yes, of course I do.”
Silence again.
“So, have you completed your quest now?” (Y/N) curiously asked. “I still have one more thing to do.” and, the kiss came.
QUEST COMPLETED.
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Oh boy was that long... Hope you enjoyed your request and for everyone else, request! Don't be shy!
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smokingtomas · 5 years
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Could you make a headcanon on the girls and boys (you can make them in couple directly) of Shokugeki who go to pick up their children at school? I personally see Erina draw all the attention to herself when she walks elegantly to school and Megumi bring cakes or food for the other children, I also see Alice a little in the same case as Erina, but more extreme... Thank you if you do it ^^
Awww this is such a cute request! Thank you so much for requesting it  ❤️ I think as I go along writing this, I’m going to focus as well on what they are like as parents and their parenting styles from my perspective as a teacher. Well, a preschool teacher.
Sorina:
Soma is the one who is seen often dropping off and picking up their kid at school.
Would say, “’Sup kiddo!” to greet his kid when he picks them up.
He has an adorable secret handshake with their kid and will hold up his palm or fist which his kid would respond to each time they separate or meet at the door of the class.
Soma is very interactive with the kid’s teacher. Would even crack a joke or two. He also knows their names, but wouldn’t bother attending a parents workshop bcs his schedule doesn’t allow him to. And lbr here, he would sleep through it.
Erina, on the other hand, rarely drop off or pick up their kid. But boy, when she shows up, the world stops. Everyone at school would stare in awe of her presence and grace (If you’ve seen Blake Lively on A Simple Favor, you’d know her vibe).
Makes people wonder how someone as poise as her would settle down with Soma who is the opposite.
Often smiles and thank the teachers, also hopes their kid hasn’t cause any trouble.
Lol you think her schedule would allow her to attend parents workshop?
If their kid is performing at school though, Soma and Erina would take a half-day off to see it and be proud parents. They would take adorable pictures together with their kid dressed in elephant costume.
They too would take a half-day off for Parent-Teacher Conference to see how their kid has developed through the semester.
From these events, people know that Soma and Erina actually complement each other.
Oh, and have I mentioned their kid always has the best lunch?
Takumegu:
Despite being a CEO of her successful ryokan and restaurants, when dropping off and picking up their kids, Megumi looks just like a humble housewife who is lovely to everyone around her
Bows to teachers a lot of times, saying thank you a million times for looking after their kid
Megumi is a very generous parent. Would bring extra homemade cookies or onigiri for their kid to share to the whole class– she always teaches their kid the good of sharing the love.
She sometimes invite the teachers to her and Takumi’s restaurants’ event or a complimentary stay at her ryokan during summer break.
Takumi drops off and picks up their kid equally often, sometimes they do it together (this kid is surrounded with so much love it’s insane).
Nearly every female teachers have a lowkey adoration for him because of how gentle, polite, and soft spoken he is. And to top those things off, he is G O R G E O U S.
Takumi likes to give their kid a piggyback ride to class, while Megumi simply hold their kid’s hand and give them a kiss on the cheek.
They would basically do anything for their kid. If their kid is performing, Takumi would bring out his camera,  take gorgeous pics and record a video of their kid. Unlike Sorina who only take half-day, takumegu would take a day off, shut of their phones, and just enjoy a proper family day.
They also take turn attending parents workshop regularly, though they occasionally go outside to make a phone call or two, they are trying to make a good parenting team.
Eirin:
Guess who is the worrywart parent? Yep, you all know it.
Eishi drops their kid at school with a big kid’s backpack filled with all the necessities like jacket, sunscreen, meds, extra snacks, two sets of clothes, a pair of sandals, a pack of diapers, and a drop of Jesus’ blood, obviously.
He never forgets to tell the teacher, “Can you please make sure to apply an extra layer of mosquito repellent before he plays outside and if he’s got a mosquito bite make sure to apply the essential oil I’ve put in his bag. Please don’t forget to peel off his apple before he eats them but please leave 0.5 centimeter of the stalk so he can–”
Eishi also takes parents workshop seriously. Always sits in the front row and actively asking a lot of question also shares parenting tip to the other parents.
Meanwhile, Rindou besides being the chill parent, is unbothered about parents workshop. “Google exists for a reason??”
And if she’s the one dropping their kid to school, all the teacher would find in his bag is a lunchbox and an extra t-shirt.
She would be the one encouraging their kid to play in the mud and jumping really high on the trampoline. She sometimes would leave him hanging on a monkey bar while she plays Candy Crush. Yes, she would want their kid to grow up fearless and take risks.
Eishi always has the urge to protect their kid. He’d want their kid to grow up cautious with precision.
This different parenting style caused them to argue in front of the teacher during Parent-Teacher Conference, blaming each other for her carelessness and his overprotectiveness.
But oh, they were so proud when they see their kid perform and took on a leading role as a little Indiana Jones.
Ryoali:
Alice is that mom who would insta-story their kid walking out of the class and reaching out to her arm when school’s out.
“Cmooon, say bye to your teacher, sweetheart! We’re not going to the grocery shop until you do so~”
Yes, she may show up at their kid’s school looking all flashy with faux fur coat and gold hoop earrings, but she’s actually pretty down to earth.
Despite her tight schedule, Alice is actually the class/PTA mom. She spreads information to the other moms, and will happily reply to teachers’ chat with emojis and calling them ‘Loves’.
She would follow their kid’s teacher on Instagram and tag them in their kid’s pictures or videos.
She skips PTA meetings most of the time and would rely on other PTA mom though.
Also wouldn’t bother attending parents workshop because she thinks she got it all handled.
Ryo is the dad that only shows up when their kids perform on a larger scale and during Parent-Teacher Conference.
If it was Ryo who drops off their kid tho, he doesn’t bother socializing with the teachers. He would just be rustling their kid’s head and said, “Bye. Mommy will pick you up.”
But behind his cold exterior, he would be the one helping their kid with homeworks or practicing the dance or the song before the kid’s performance.
He also always make sure their kid eats well and balanced with delicious bentos he has packed.
Akisako:
Hisako is PTA mom #2 Alice always rely on because Hisako always attend the meetings.
No one knows how she managed to do PTA responsibilities while having businesses to run, but she does it so well.
Often times, if Akira is the one to drop off their kid, Hisako would be the one to pick her up and vice versa. It all depends on their schedules.
Akira would teach their kid to be independent. He would encourage their kid to walk to class from the front gate on their own at a very young age. Hisako would at least say bye at the stairs.
Akira doesn’t interact much with the teacher, but would converse every now and then if being asked if it concerns their kid.
Hisako is generally more warm and would tell the teachers if their kid has been telling stories about them.
But if their kid comes home with a scar, she could panic and text the teacher a bunch of question like what/who caused it, if it had been treated, and if their kid shows any signs of other discomfort, etc.
She’ll shut up if she has got a satisfying answer though.
Akira would be the one attending parents workshops and actually pays attention. Not that Hisako wouldn’t, but she gets distracted easily when her phone beeps once. They often attend it together.
They love watching their kid performs. Hisako would sit in front of the stage with other mom and recording every move while Akira just stand or sit proudly in the back enjoying how cute their kid is.
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Tagged by: @kimchi-fried-ice (feel free to say hi whenever! I LOVE your blog, and you seem very nice I’d love to be friends!:))
Nickname: it’s practically my actual name, but it’s tidge. When I was little my basketball coach would always say my name as tish lol. Then my family started calling me that because they thought it was hilarious, and my mom said it in front of my theatre friends and they started doing it too. It’s honestly grown on me, and I let just about everyone call me tidge BC it usually leads to me telling them where it came from. Also I think it’s cute:):)
Height: 5’5?? 5’6? People always say I should know this but I just never do🤷🏾‍♀️🤷🏾‍♀️.(side note: if you’re taller than me and also a girl who likes girls HMU😚)
Hogwarts house: I’m like the only one of every person I know who’s consumed 4 Harry Potter things( read first book, watched first 3 movies) but I took a quiz and got slytherin? Sounds about right from what I know lol. I’m nice, but I’ve got major RBF and I’m ALWAYS down for a little drama
Last thing I googled: “where to catch dreepy in Pokémon sword” that elusive motherfucker has a 2% chance of spawning in the wild area and I almost exploded after 2 hours of running in and out of like 3 different tall grass areas. Didn’t find one BUT I found it’s evolved form, which was fine because looking any longer may have killed me
Song stuck in my head: From Eden by Hozier and high five by Sigrid. They are both bangers in their own respect, and the are playing ln my head at the same time right now. It’s kinda nice!
Following:253! Though a few of those are inactive now, I’ve had this account since middle school
Followers: 27 total but 10 are inactive, and I’m pretty sure one is just a spam account that was VERY convincing
Amount of sleep I get: I try for 7-8 and get it most of the time, but some nights I get hit with that good self hate™️™️ and stay up later because why not? Or I’ll be up till 3 in fugue state trying to finish homework/ projects that I procrastinated on lol. I take lots of naps too BC they are soooo great
Lucky number:13! I have no basis behind this, other than because I want it to be, and because people say it’s bad luck. So far it’s been pretty great to me!!
Dream job: 😬😬😬 welll over the past 2 years, especially since I transferred colleges and had a bit of an unexpected major chance( technical theatre> studio art) My career path has been pretty unclear and I’m still not really sure what I wanna do. I’d love to get back into something theatre related because I’m pretty good at it, but lately the art I’ve been doing makes me very happy and gives me a personal sense of accomplishment that theatre never gave me. I’m hoping to find some sort of intersection between the two, so I can be able to make something for either a play or musical, then when I’m done just go chill somewhere for a little while and take a nap. Or like make some cool painting or drawing, make some money from it, then take a few weeks off of doing sutff, repeat. So I guess the short answer is: make art that I enjoy, get paid, not work every day:)
Wearing: what am I wearing?My, my, how sexual!! Just kidding;);). Black boots, high waisted skinny jeans, an button up shirt with a stranger things demegoron pattern, tan cardigan, and a little trans pride pendant I made to remind myself I am valid, and to signal other trans people!
Favorite song: (TAZ balance spoilers) idk if this counts but any version of lucetia’s theme from taz, written by one GRIFFIN TEAR MY HEART OUT ANDREW MCELROY. It’s just so beautiful, and it always makes me feel such strong emotions because every time it plays on the podcast there’s like a major plot development or moment of growth for lucetia, and I JUST. I literally ascend when it plays during the finale when she’s about to stop the hunger, just ugh so good
Instruments: I played the baritone for like a year in middle school. To summarize how that went: I was not very good:/:/
Random fact: I’m always telling myself that this probably isn’t something I should be so casual and open about, but then I tell people anyways. When I was 3-4, my sister was getting on my nerves and we were both on the kitchen counter for some reason. So to get her to stop, I took a knife and cut almost completely through her finger. Needless to say that got me in a bit of trouble with my dad, and to this day most of my family gets on edge when they see me with a knife. Which I find funny because In my teen years and now, I’ve gotten really into buying knifes and swords like some sort of blade gremlin. All of that probably made me sound very unstable, but I promise I’m not, just like sharp things. Im like 30% unhinged at all times AT MOST.
Aesthetics:????? I’m really into symmetry and matching colors of that counts as an aesthetic. My room is probably the best example, because everything in it is organized in a weird messy kinda way. I know where it is but it’s not where you’d think(ex: The sword I have hung next to my window) again I am very much a gremlin girl, and while I keep a lot of weird stuff, Im also very organized and creative so I end up using some broken things to make something new(ex: the bow and arrow I made out of a walking stick, some rubber bands and a 5 mechanical pencils). This description is probably also a good example of my aesthetic, which is to say messy, and slightly incoherent, but prepared and practical. In terms of clothing, it’s a sliding scale between “ For all intents and purposes I was not planning on leaving my room or being perceived physically by others today, but a friend wanted to hang out, and I love my friends so here I am looking like this” And “ I am an ethereal being of pure beauty and elegance, but watered down a bit so I’m still very well dressed, but minus the elegance, and plus a lil slut and probably some black boots”. It should also be stated that my gayness is part of both of these in varying degrees of intensity
I tag: @rosebudyke @negative-ghostriderr @sunshine-nb @severedned @seraphlesbian (y’all don’t have to if you don’t want to tho,but if you want message me! You all also seem very nice☺️)
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okay been thinking about how I would’ve written a more general Varric romance into DA:I, which was the original goal of my story here but it became more specific to him and my character so here’s how I would’ve set it up for anyone, had I been given the honor of doing so. Which never would’ve happened. But my husband now works in the video game industry SO YOU NEVER KNOW. HMU EA or Bioware or whoever handles that now. Anyway here’s my pitch, PART 1 (I haven’t planned the rest out yet, bear with me):
1. Flirt options, obviously, just after the first cutscene convo at Haven. To these Varric will generally humor the Inquisitor and flirt back because at the earliest point it’s harmless fun. Maybe some dialogue like,
Inquisitor: Do you always leave your chest exposed during battle? Seems dangerous. 
Varric: Sure. You see it, kinda hard to contain, so I don’t bother.
Inquisitor: Oh, I’m not complaining, just making sure what’s eye candy for the rest of us isn’t a death sentence for you.
Varric: I’ve come this far, haven’t I? Gaze to your heart’s content, my ego feeds on it. 
And/or maybe when he mentions he’s written a romance series;
Inquisitor: So...bodice-ripper, smut pieces, then? 
Varric: Not all of it, but yeah, you could say things get a little heated in parts. 
Inquisitor: Do you...write from experience? 
Varric: Well, you know what they say, write what you know...which I rarely do, but when it comes to heaving bosoms and all of that it seems only appropriate. 
Inquisitor: I’ll definitely have to give Swords and Shields a try then.  
Varric: Try one of my better sellers before you do. Not saying the writing is much better, but I’d rather have Hard in Hightown be the first impression. 
Maybe more, but you get the idea. The flirting is just kind of fun and easy at that point, but I’m thinking things should ramp up a bit at Skyhold if the player is keen to pursue. I think at this point there’d be a dialogue option during the first encounter at Skyhold, maybe something like;
Inquisitor: I’m glad we all made it out of there in one piece...you especially. 
Varric: Why me especially? I’m probably the most useless addition to this rag-tag band of misfits. 
Inquisitor: I enjoy your company./You make me laugh, that’s just as important as anything else./ (backing out) Yeah...now that I think about it, maybe you’re right. 
Varric: -laughs- I’m glad to hear someone does./ -teasing- Why not try a court jester then?/ Whoa...didn’t need to own that so quickly. I’m an extra pair of hands with a good crossbow, let’s not forget. 
Inquisitor: (continuing the laugh dialogue option) I can get you a jingly hat if it makes you feel more at home.
Varric: (continuing the laugh dialogue option) It might. I’m gonna hold you to that. 
Varric continues to deflect with humor a bit at this point, but I think there’ll still be flirtation options in the meanwhile, like maybe at his greeting of, “Did you need something or did you just come to admire the Dwarf?” which might only be accessible if you had been flirting successfully with him to this point the Inquisitor could have the option to say, “Maybe a little bit of both.” 
Things more or less stay as they are until the ‘Well, Shit’ quest pops up along with the infamous Bianca. An Inquisitor that has been pursuing to this point could get some extra dialogue options in the course of things. I’m thinking especially at the end where something could be said in the cut scene like,
Inquisitor: You deserve better, Varric. 
Varric: Do I though? 
Inquisitor: I think so. And I don’t speak just out of personal interest. 
Varric:....shit. That makes things a lot more complicated. Maybe not a bad complicated, but...I don’t know. I guess I thought we were joking around, if I knew it was more than that for you-...
Inquisitor: Isn’t it for you? We’ve been through a lot together already.
Varric: I’m not saying it isn’t. There’s no bluff to call here, I like you...okay, I like you a lot, but shit’s complicated. You’ve got the end of the world to think about and I’m obviously a mess. Bianca and I have been going around in these circles forever, I wouldn’t really know how to put a stop to it. I’m still not sure I want to. But yes, since you’re asking, the feeling is probably mutual. I just don’t know what’s the right thing to do here. 
Inquisitor: Maybe you’ll have to make a choice. A difficult one, but we’re all doing that, aren’t we? /  If it really is the end of the world then we only have today. Maybe we should make the most of it instead of thinking so hard about a future that may or may not come. / (backing out) You’re probably right, there’s too much in the way. 
Varric: (to the first two choices) Yeah...it’s tough to admit, but you’re right. / If it’s any consolation, I am sorry. If things were different...well, who knows? I’m glad you understand and, for what it’s worth, I really enjoy being your friend. Maybe, at least for now, that’s enough. 
Varric: (to the first two choices) Listen, I have a lot to think about right now, but...I’ll try not to keep you waiting too long for an answer. 
So, some time goes by. Things would be set up so that ‘Well, Shit’ would happen before the Winter Palace quest, so if the first two dialogue options were chosen and the romance not shut down, in true love-interest fashion Varric would join you on the balcony after everything, after Morrigan sashays away. Dialogue could go something like this;
Varric: Some party, huh? I was almost glad for the venatori, that shit I can handle. 
There would be options here to deflect with other subjects, like about the Inquisitor’s choices, etc, but I’ll just follow through with the positive romance stuff here
Inquisitor: Are we...going to have the talk? 
Varric: -sighs- Yeah. I said I wouldn’t keep you waiting, hopefully it wasn’t too long. I...wrote Bianca. Not so much because I’m convinced I deserve better, but after the shit at Valammar...I don’t know. I can’t risk Inquisition secrets and Thedas’ security and your time for her. Not if I’m going to be here for the foreseeable future. 
Inquisitor: I appreciate that. Any...other reason? 
Varric: -coughs out a nervous laugh- I’m not...really good at this sort of thing. Maybe that’s why my romance serials bombed so hard. You know how I feel, I just...don’t know about jumping from one thing into another so fast. 
Inquisitor: So, you’re asking for space and time to figure it out? 
Varric: We only have so much of that...but yeah, if I can be so selfish. Maybe we can just take things slow and see where it goes? 
You’ll have the option here of course to be like ‘that doesn’t work for me’ and put an end to it, but as I’m writing the positive stuff,
Inquisitor: Slow and steady...works for me./ Whatever you need, I’ll go at your pace. 
Varric: Glad to hear it. I do really want to see where this goes. 
He’ll then look back at the ballroom and get an idea, to which he’ll offer,
Varric: A dance seems as good a start as any, and since we’re here...
Inquisitor: I’d like that. / I’m not much of a dancer, but since you’re the one offering...
Varric: Let’s uh...let’s keep it out here though. I’ve been trying to make myself scarce from the Merchants Guild.
(Player and Varric come together for a dance)
Inquisitor: I think you’re afraid you’ll make a fool of yourself in front of the Orlesians. 
Varric:...there is that. 
Some more time will pass, The Wicked Grace game will be slated to come after the Winter Palace quest (tho not much farther in the future since the main plot accelerates pretty quickly). Maybe just to be cute in the meantime your traveling group might occasionally tease you about what’s going on with you and Varric, idk something like that. Anyway, he invites you to a game of Wicked Grace and the whole cut scene there is basically the same until the end, after everyone leaves and you get some extra dialogue options;
Varric: The night’s still young, we could try to play another round, or...
Inquisitor: Or...?
Varric: I...don’t know how to suggest it tactfully, but I figure since we’re exploring this whole thing, and if you’re keen...maybe we could spend some time together, just you and me?
The Inquisitor can then suggest they go ahead with another game OR they can get DOWN TO BUSINESS. The latter of which is what I will write;
Inquisitor: Are you sure...? It’s a big step. 
Varric: Yeah. We trust each other, don’t we? Some big steps will have to be taken eventually if we’re going to feel our way through this. 
Inquisitor: (seductively) Then what are we waiting for? I’ll meet you in my quarters. / LAST ONE TO MY QUARTERS IS A ROTTEN EGG. (zooms off)
(cue scene of drunk Sera under the table before cutting to sexy tiems, etc)
Scene will open on Varric and Inquisitor having a heated make out in front of the fire in their room. THEDAS LOVE THEME PLAYS BECAUSE OF COURSE. 
Varric: (breaking away for a second) If I’d known it’d be this good I would’ve been kissing you first thing at the Temple. I kinda wanted to, after you pointed out Bianca. I always hope my bow will be the first thing people notice about me. 
Inquisitor: Is that what you think I noticed first? Not, y’know...this chest? 
Varric: I give, it’s hard to miss.
(MORE KISSING EEE...before he breaks away again)
Varric: I have to be honest for a second though...after this, I don’t know if I can go back to how things were. I understand that now. I’m in too deep with you. This can’t just be a one-off.
Again, the player will have a chance to back out at this point, but if they go ahead this will be the definitive relationship moment. 
Inquisitor: I don’t intend for it to be. 
Varric: Good...then we’re on the same page.  
Varric rolls on top of the Inquisitor as make out increases and the sound of clothes shuffling can be heard, but close up fade-out on the fire unfortunately because this isn’t a PR0N GAME OK.
Player wakes up the next morning to find Varric writing letters or doing some kind of work at the nearby desk. 
Inquisitor: I’m not that boring, am I? / I have something more exciting than ink and quill over here, if you’re interested. / What, no breakfast?
Varric: (looking up from his work) -teasing- When you’re asleep? Yeah, maybe a little, unless you want me to just stare creepily at you and wait for you to stir. / You know I am. / Joke’s on you, I already sent down for it. Just wasn’t sure when you were going to get your ass up. 
He comes over to join the Inquisitor on the makeshift bed/pile of blankets in front of the fire. Inquisitor sits up and they share a lingering kiss. 
Inquisitor: Did you mean what you said last night? 
Varric: I wouldn’t say something like that for shits and giggles. I know it puts everything in fast motion, maybe faster than we planned, but...with you, it’s different. I’m willing to dive into this head first. 
Inquisitor: I’ll try to make it worth the risk then. 
(They kiss some more until a foreign cough interrupts them. The advisors are there because I find that trope way too funny. Cullen has his eyes covered lmao)
Leiliana: (hiding her amusement from the stairwell) Apologies, we should have knocked. 
Inquisitor: Ideally. 
Josephine: (uncomfortable) Perhaps we should come back later...?
Varric: Well, you can go or you can stay, but I don’t think we were planning to stop, so-
(Josephine ushers the other two quickly back towards the staircase) 
Josephine: Yes, yes, later then! Knocking in future, will make a note of that. 
(Amused, Varric and Inquisitor continue to kiss and maybe suggestion of something MORE before fade-out)
TO BE CONTINUED ONCE I FIGURE OUT THE REST 
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winryofresembool · 6 years
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Love Can Melt the Ice, ch 14
Aka EdWin ice skating AU continues.
Summary: Ed and Winry’s friends relentlessly teasing them x)
A/N: I don’t really know what I should say other than that this is just a silly little (or not so little, as it’s somehow the longest yet) chapter before the most important part. Getting back to sports again in the next chapter (I’m excited and frightened). Still a few more chapters left, stay tuned :3 Once again, please enjoy and Review!
Previous chapters:  1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 5.5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13
Companion pieces (note: these are all post Olympics happenings so reading the main fic first is recommended): 1, 2, 3, 4, 5
Next chapter: [x]
Words: 3100+ (what is life?)
Genre: cotton candy, humor in this chapter
Warnings: swearing, some suggestive themes (tried to keep it p clean tho. DON’T GET TOO EXCITED! It’s not what you think it is) 
The locker room was suddenly empty. Ed could have sworn his teammates had been there a moment ago, but now they were nowhere to be seen; not even Mustang, who was always the last to go, being the life of the room. Before he had time to start looking for them, though, Ed heard a door opening and saw a familiar blonde-haired young woman approaching him. She was wearing her usual outfit, jeans and a white hoodie with Amestris’ logo on it, and her hair was in its usual ponytail. Something still seemed different.
Winry was smiling in a way Ed didn’t remember seeing earlier. Warmth rushed all the way to his crotch when he wondered what it might mean, and he tried to quickly focus on something else, failing badly. How hadn’t he noticed earlier that she had the cutest lips, pink and soft looking, demanding to be kissed? And her eyes sparkled like two sapphires?
“Hi,” she greeted him a bit shyly, stopping in front of his locker.
“Hi. What are you doing here? I thought no outsiders were allowed inside?” Ed asked, still a bit distracted by his earlier thoughts.
“I don’t know about that.” She shrugged. “But I know no one was there to keep watch. As for why I’m here… I guess I just wanted to see you.” She blushed cutely and Ed had to resist the urge to kiss her then and there.
Suddenly the girl took the jersey Ed had left lying on the bench and put it on her.
“What do you think? Doesn’t it suit me?” she spun around in it and made a graceful curtsy when she stopped, reminding Ed of the move she had done when he first saw her at the Olympic venue.
“It… looks nice.” Ed resisted the urge to rub the back of his neck, feeling a bit awkward.
“Thank you.” Winry smiled brightly and bowed down to give him a quick kiss on the cheek. “You look so cute when you blush.”
She poked his nose lightly and moved her mouth close to his ear, so she could whisper:
“Would you like to know what I look like when I wear nothing but this?”
“Winry!” Ed yelped in shock. Since when had she been so straightforward? They weren’t even dating (or that was at least what he kept telling himself), why did she suddenly act like that? He would have been lying, though, had he claimed a part of him didn’t enjoy this side of her.
“I… I think I wouldn’t mind that,” he added quietly when she kept staring at him, looking slightly disappointed. Her expression brightened, and she told him to wait for a moment before disappearing from his view…
But he never got to know what for, because a voice woke him up.
”Morning, sunshine.”
Ed slowly opened his eyes when he heard a female voice talking next to him. His heart rate suddenly jumped from 70 to 150 when he registered that he was sharing a bed with a woman. And not just any woman… the same woman who had just been very cute in his dream. He tried to remember if they had done anything other than talking and sighed of relief when he realized he still had his T-shirt and boxers on. Good. They probably hadn’t done anything. He couldn’t let himself get that out of control, although he had to admit it was getting harder and harder to deny he was damn attracted to her. His dreams were getting more intense as well, and he hated himself for it.
“Morning, gearhead,” he answered, rubbing his eyes before getting a better look at the person next to him. She was sitting on the other side of the bed, already wearing her day clothes (the very same hoodie and jeans as in the dream), ready to go to that meeting of hers she had mentioned the day before.
“Did you sleep well?” she asked nonchalantly while brushing her shining blonde hair. “I thought I’d wake you up before I leave but it turned out to be harder than I thought.”
“Yeah, I did… Actually, I don’t remember…”
“Remember what?”
Ed hesitated before answering, blushing slightly. “When was the last time I slept so well… I usually wake several times a night.”
“Oh. Well, I slept pretty well myself.” She didn’t add she had been even more reluctant than usual to get up when it was way more comfortable to rest there in his warmth, listening to his heartbeat and soft snores. Sure, her shoulder had been sore from sleeping in such position, but who cared? It had felt right, and she would be lying if she claimed she wouldn’t want to repeat this in the future.
The thought ‘you never know what might happen to you tomorrow’ had crossed her mind too many times after her parents’ accident, but waking up next to Ed, she realized she wasn’t scared of it anymore. She was looking forward to finding out even more about this mysterious man and spending more time with him. She only hoped he wouldn’t freak out if she admitted it out loud.
Thus she simply answered: “Good.”
There was an awkward silence, neither knowing what to say next. They knew they should talk about last night, about how this would affect their relationship… but it was so hard to bring up.
“So, I’ll probably be gone for a few hours, but would you like to get some lunch later today?” Winry finally asked.
“Al said he wants to hang out with me today, but you can of course join us later on if you don’t mind. We’re also gonna go to the game this evening.”
“Of course I don’t, he seems great! By the way, he told me some awesome stories about you yesterday.” Winry winked, letting Ed know exactly what kind of stories those were.
“That asshole! He’s gonna get his ass kicked today, you can trust me on that.”
“How do you plan to do that with a broken leg?” She asked innocently.
“Oh, ha, ha, are you taunting an injured man?”
“What if I am?”
Winry climbed on the bed and pushed him down to the laying position, sitting on his lap dangerously close to the area Ed was trying to avoid her seeing (a result of the dream he still hadn’t gotten in control).
“You are playing dangerous games, woman,” Ed growled, pretending to be annoyed.
“You think so?”
“Mhhhm”
“Well, I admit I can play!” she exclaimed and “attacked” Ed with her fingers. However, he wouldn’t have been Edward Elric if he hadn’t fought back as well as he could his hands finding her sides. Both of them tried to tickle the other, squirmed and laughed until finally got tired of the game. Winry rested her head against the crook of Ed’s neck for a moment, taking in the earthy scent. For some reason it felt very comforting, she admitted in her mind. Ed stroke her hair absentmindedly, smiling softly at the girl despite still feeling slightly uncomfortable. Just as Winry was rising for her spot, they heard the lock of the door making a ‘click’ sound.
“Winry, are you here?”
Gracia Goode wasn’t prepared to see what she found on Winry’s bed. What she saw was Winry kneeling on top of Ed, their hairs messy, clothes disheveled, cheeks blushed and eyes guilty when they turned to look at her.
“This… isn’t what it looks like!” Winry said immediately and stood up as fast as she could.
“Oh? Then what is it?” Gracia asked teasingly.
“Ed accidentally left her card key with his teammate Havoc last night so he spent the night here… you know, since you don’t sleep here,” Winry babbled faster than necessary, the red spots on her cheeks brightening with every word she uttered.
“And that’s clearly the reason why it’s necessary you guys were in the same bed, doing something that clearly looked like…”
“Um… we… we were just having a tickling contest.” Winry mumbled.
“Besides, you came here without a warning,” Ed added, still upset about the interruption.
“Ed! You don’t have to be rude. Technically, this is her room too,” Winry scolded angrily.
“It’s OK,” Gracia shook her head, “Don’t worry Ed, I was just teasing you guys.” The playful smirk returned to her face soon, however. “You should have seen yourselves, though, you are just like I and Maes were a few years ago…”
The two youngsters groaned and hid their faces into their hands in embarrassment. Finally, Winry remembered to ask:
“Why did you come here in the first place? Did you forget something here?”
“Oh no, I just came to see you, thinking we’d go to the meeting together. Maybe get a chance to catch up, and stuff. You did remember about the meeting, right?” She eyed her messy look suspiciously.
“Of course I did!” Winry said defensively. “I know Garfiel would kill me if I missed it.”
“He wouldn’t do that to you, he’s completely smitten over you. I swear, when we are alone, he always praises you to the moon and back.”
“Oh? I didn’t know that. Uhm, guess I’ll brush my hair and… then we can go. Edward,” Winry turned to him seriously. “I don’t mind you staying here after I go but if I ever find out you’ve touched any of my stuff… you’ll regret it.” “Wouldn’t dream of doing anything like that!” he grinned innocently and earned a light punch on his shoulder. “What? I’m telling the truth!”
“OK, OK. I trust you.” Winry sighed and straightened her hoodie. “I’ll text you when I’m done with everything.”
“Great. Later!” he waved his hand lazily, settling back into Winry’s bed once he heard the door closing.
One part of him wished, the other part didn’t, that the earlier dream would return…
“Winry, your doctor just dropped in and said he wanted to make the final check-up before the big competition. How’s your foot feeling right now?” Garfiel asked when the women showed up at the arena where the rest of their figure skating team was already waiting.
“It’s much better now, I don’t really feel anything weird in it anymore,” Winry reassured him, making some moves with it to prove her point.
“That sounds very promising! If the doctor gives you a green light, you might even get to practice a bit before the short program.”
“Awesome! I can’t wait to get back to the ice,” Winry said with excitement. She felt a tiny twinge of guilt when she remembered that Ed wasn’t as lucky, but she had learned to read him well enough to know he wouldn’t want her to worry about him when she was about to compete in her biggest competition yet.
“Hey, how did things go with your little boyfriend last night?” Paninya asked when Garfiel left the room for a moment to get something.
“He’s still not my boyfriend, Pan, but I’d say the things are… progressing.” Winry’s face went adorably pink when she remembered the moments they shared in her room.
“What do you mean? Please tell me you guys have smooched already.”
“N-no, we haven’t! But I think there were a couple of moments when he was going to…”
“I think Maes needs to have a little talk with him. The boy slept in your bed and he still hasn’t kissed you?! Tsk tsk,” Gracia gave her input.
“Gracia! Like I said, it wasn’t what it looked like! He just… comforted me because I was upset about something and then we just sort of… fell asleep… in my bed… and we were just goofing around before you arrived… Gosh, that sounds so bad!”
“Winry, what have I missed?” Paninya asked immediately. “Why was he in your room?”
“Paninya, please, keep quiet! He was in my room because he had left his card key with one of his teammates and I wouldn’t just leave him there in the hallway.”
“But what if he had taken advantage of you or something?”
“He has a broken leg, do you think I wouldn’t be able to deal with him if it came down to it?” Winry pretended to be offended that her friend had so little faith in her. “Besides, he’s not like that… I trust him. He wouldn’t do anything like that. I was telling the truth earlier, he hasn’t even kissed me even though I’ve been giving him signs.”
“Is it just me or did you just sound upset when you said that final part?” Paninya continued her taunting. She hadn’t ever seen Winry this into someone and she wouldn’t waste the opportunity to tease her. Winry had done the same to her when she had had a huge crush on Rose but neither had dared to make the first move.
“Uh… don’t be ridiculous, Pan. I respect his choice and won’t rush him into anything.”
“You still want to get into his pants. Oh man, I hope he’s gonna make his first move soon because you look like you are going to explode from all the tension any minute now.”
“Can we please change the topic now?” Winry pleaded, raising her hand in the air in defeat.
“Give her a break, Pan,” Rose, the only person would get her quiet, finally said. “Hey, let’s talk about the Olympics instead. I overheard Mei Chang talking with a reporter the other day, she seemed really confident about winning a medal in the individual competition.”
“Huh, that little brat? Winry, you have to promise you’ll beat her, I can’t take another fourth place like in the team event… She beat our Gracia by only 0,1 points!”
“Paninya, you are over dramatic. I’ve talked to her a few times and she’s fine. Her team was simply better this time. As for the next competition… I’ll do my best. But so will you! I don’t understand why you all are raising me on the pedestal when you guys are just as good and have been able to train unlike me!”
“Pffft, you know you are better than us, there’s no need to pretend.”
“Nope.” Winry refused to accept Paninya’s compliments. “Repeat after me: I will do my best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others.”
“Fine. I will do my best no matter what, and I will not compare myself to others. But you owe me now, you’ll have to tell me all the juicy details about Edward afterwards.”
“Pan!!!”
“Hey, Mustang, have you seen Havoc?” Ed asked when he and Al showed up in team Amestris’ locker room later that day.
“Think he’s loitering in the coffee room, he was just complaining about a huge headache or something.”
“Leave it for him to get shitdrunk a night before the important match…” Ed sighed. “If you guys are ever gonna throw me a party again, either don’t invite him, or at least make sure it’s not right before you’re supposed to play team Xing.”
“Duly noted. Although I seem to recall your preparation for some of your previous games wasn’t always the epitome of professional either.”
“Hey! At least they weren’t the Olympic games! I take this stuff seriously, Captain Bastard.”
“Chill out, Fullmetal. Why did you want to see Havoc anyway?”
“I left something with him last night…” Ed didn’t want to reveal anything about the night with Winry to him, but he should have known he wouldn’t get off with it so easily. Especially not with Al around.
“Brother, you’re hiding something. What did you leave with him?” the younger brother asked curiously.
“Just my card key!” The “just” in his sentence didn’t sound convincing at all.
“OK? But… how did you get into your room then?” Al asked.
Ed cursed himself for not making up a story about the hotel receptionist giving him a spare one or anything like that. Now it was too late to do that. Al could see right through him. Besides, Gracia knew, and if Gracia knew, it meant also…
“Yo, Edward! I heard you had some lady company last night!”
Ed swore that the stitches in his leg were ripped open in that moment simply from the shock. Maes looked extremely happy, Roy looked like he was about to burst any minute now, and Al was having that mischievous smile of his that never knew anything good.
“Gracia told you?” Ed mumbled through his hands, trying to cover his embarrassed face.
“You have a good taste Ed, figure skaters are fantastic in…”
“STOP! I don’t want to hear any more!” Ed yelled before Maes managed to finish his sentence.
“Wait a second…” Roy finally found his voice. “Did I understand correctly that you spent a night with the lovely Ms. Rockbell?”
“So what if I did? How many times do I need to tell you it’s none of your fucking business, Mustang?”
“And how many times do I need to tell you to watch your language, Edward?”
Al finally saw his chance to participate in the discussion: “Brother, I didn’t think you’d have it in you. Congratulations! One question, though: how the hell did you woo her?”
“I didn’t ‘woo’ her, we didn’t do anything!”
“Just when I thought you had gained some balls… Disappointing, Fullmetal.” Roy shook his head.
“Ugh, can I explain what happened? We were getting into our own rooms when I noticed I was missing my key. I had forgotten it with Havoc who had used it earlier to get my crutches. I knew there was no way I could have contacted him at that time, so Winry suggested I sleep in the extra bed in her room since Gracia doesn’t use it.”
“Bleh, I don’t believe that’s all there is to it. You did get into her bed, didn’t you?”
“And why the fuck does this interest all of you?”
Ed seemed to be very close to throw his crutches to the closest person’s head so Roy decided to calm the situation down.
“I’m gonna be honest, for once, Ed. I really don’t want to hear what happened between you and Winry. It’s just too much fun to see you that flustered. But believe it or not, I am happy that you are making progress with her because I’ve seen her make you smile during this short time more than you have smiled in probably ten years. Tell her my regards to keep on doing whatever she’s doing with you.”
“What’s going on here? Why is everyone being so loud?” Havoc entered the room, still holding a bag of ice on his head.
“Look, it’s our hero, Jean Havoc, whom we can thank for Edward’s latest adventure.” Hughes laughed.
“Huh?” the blonde-haired man asked in confusion, having not heard about what had happened to Ed yet.
“Edward spent a night with a lady friend thanks to you having his key.”
Havoc burst out laughing and only stopped to say:
“That almost makes this headache worth it!”
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jaeminlore · 7 years
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johnny as a boyfriend
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oh daddy
there i did it @jisoodrinkssopretty are you happy
anyway here's johnny!!!
he's literally so soft like i've never seen someone so tol and dorky and precious i just love johnny okay
johnny as a boyfriend would probably start awkward
like johnny is rlly friendly so i think he'd be the type to have a lot of really close friends
but when it comes to relationships he's actually clueless like he has no idea how to ask you out or treat you the way he wants to
you work around nct as a translator and hang out w them whenever they go to other countries
johnny loves talking to you in english because it's almost like you two have a secret the others don't know abt
except jaehyun and mark but johnny ignores them anyways lol
so the closer you and johnny get the more he realizes how much he likes you ,,,,, and it's a lot my dude
so once nct aren't rookies anymore and can comfortably date he knows he has to ask you out
and his hands are probably sweating like he probably wiped them on his jeans 54 times while talking to you ddkjdjd
but when he does he decides to ask you in english??? bc he's afraid that people might hear if he says it in korean and he doesn't want them to laugh if you reject him
a proactive thinker really
but ???? you don't even think about rejecting him ???? bc you've had a crush on johnny for ages and now that you know he likes you too your heart is just a zooOoOoOoOmmming right out of the sm building
okay so once you guys are an actual couple
during lots of your dates you'll go to the park to just sit and talk bc i know lots of you forget but johnny is actually pretty deep and i bet he has a lot to say if someone would just listen
LOVES giving you piggyback rides around places
literally doesn't care about the pictures or the gossip or the articles bc he just loves being with you and he trusts your relationship enough that he won't believe anything an article says to him
bc of his it's a lot easier for you to ignore any hate that comes your way like nct all love you and so do most nctzens so everything's cool
he likes to do your hair
idc what length, style, or color of your hair: johnny is going to try and put a bow in it
you could be bald/have a shaved head and johnny is going to find you a cute headband or flower crown like idk he just thinks you look nice in hair accessories
you are his stylist for the airport and nct night night and stuff bc most of the time he has no idea what he's doing and you have to step in like no johnny a lime green bucket hat will not look good with a yellow sweater,,,, you'll look like the sprite logo
sends you very cringey voice memos and videos and sometimes he's just doing it to make you cringe but other times he actually means it????
and if you make fun of one that he actually meant he gets so sad like babe,,,, but i would pick you first if you were a booger,,,, i meant that
sends you rlly bizarre pics/vids of any two things and captions it "us"
two parakeets screeching at each other?
"us"
two old people napping together?
"us"
two dogs barking at a shadow?
"us"
and like that's just how he shows you that no matter what he's doing he wants you to be right by his side
YO YO YO
okay tbh i see johnny with a chubby s/o or maybe someone that isn't like up to society's norms
and like if you're insecure abt your body johnny literally doesn't get it??
to him you're a goddess and he's absolutely befuddled bc all this time he was thinking that you thought the same way as him
always knows how to make you feel better tho like it could be tummy kisses or showers of praise or simply popping in your favorite movie and cuddling the heck out of you
johnny is just good at that i feel
also
i truly believe almost all of nct are this way but johnny probably is v passionate when it comes to loving someone??
like probably takes his time but once he's in he's in and there's no going back like he plans to love you until he dies and in the afterlife
it would break his heart if you two fought
and it's usually over something stupid like miscommunications or dirty clothes on the floor but like johnny is pretty sensitive i bet he takes it to heart
you guys never go to bed angry though that's a rule
even if you have to stay up until one of you finally admits that you're wrong
buys you a lot of stuff
like if you guys are just walking around and you point to something like "that's cute" or "i might come back and get that after my paycheck"
he's like already pushing you in the store like "get it"
and then while you're in the changing room he's found like two more outfits he thinks would look amazing on you
basically if johnny gets you one thing he has to get you more like it's very hard for him to leave a shop with just one gift for you
you always return the favor by sneaking him and the boys junk food or homemade meals while they're on diets
probably creep into the dorm wearing all back w some canvas bag over your shoulder like "shh don't tell your manager!!!"
and johnnys like "y/n you just brought what looks to be the entire walmart chip aisle and possible a restaurants worth of seasoned chicken"
nd you just back out of the dorm waving your arms like a ghost "just enjoy it ,,, nd tell the dreamies i said hi ,,,, give mark and donghyuck extra they work too hard,,,,"
that's another thing
he loves to see you take care of the other boys esp the dreamies
you're with them a lot bc of translating and they all feel extremely comfortable w you
and johnny thinks it's awesome bc even though you haven't met his actual family in chicago yet you've met his nct family and they all can't get enough of you
you guys go grocery shopping together all the time
mostly because taeyong wants you two to stop making out in the dorm where any of the dreamies could just walk in
sneaks stuff into the cart when he isn't supposed to and pouts when you put it back
like y'all have a budget!!!! you don't need eight boxes of pocky okay!!! you just don't!! pUT THE LOBTSTER DOWN
when he met your parents for the first time he wasn't nervous at all like don't sweat !!!! i've got this !!!!! i'm a lovable harmless boy !!!!!
but you're freaking out like imagining all the things that could go wrong
johnny probably charms himself into your family like they fall in love with him and you're like thank goodness now let's go before you do something stupid
but johnny is ignoring you and has decided to show your parents his wonderful parent impression
yeah,,,, good luck w him ,,,,
loves hugging you and pulling you into his arms
uses his height as a way to tease you like even if you're one inch shorter than him he's like "shorty!!! my smol s/o!!! i can't believe how tiny you are!!! you can't even reach the cereal!!!!"
"that's bc you stuck it on top of the fridge you giANT"
slaps your butt and pretends he doesn't
you guys don't really share clothes but sometimes you'll steal his blanket/pillow bc it's like sleeping next to him
esp if he's away and has a different translator
tbh you probably only translate for the dreamies now bc it'd be unprofessional to do it w 127 aka the unit your boyfriend is in
but it's no prob bc the dreamies are cooler than johnny anyways
johnny would disagree but we know the truth
mentions you on the night night show all the time
"yeah y/n loves this song"
"if i get these dance moves wrong y/n will kill me"
"y/n put together my outfit for today isn't it cute"
nd the guests are like "pls shut up johnny we're here to talk about me"
jaehyun w his fingers on his temples looking like he's ready to end it all "it's worse,,, in the dorms,,, at least you get to go home,,,"
okay so basically johnny is just a soft playful bf like pls protect him
he cares abt you a lot and he'd never even think of hurting you
i don't know how to end this
bye
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eris0330 · 7 years
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The human weapon | Part five
Pairing: JungkookxReader
AU: Robot!Cyborg, Sci-fi
Genre: Angst - Romance
Word count: 5.2k
A/N: A/N: Yes, two parts is up, since I thought one part was a little too long so I cut it in half. Enjoy!
☽M. List☾ ; 1 // 2 // 3 // 4 // 5 // 6 // 7 // 8 // 9 // 10 [END]
“Maybe something with more cleavage?”
You huffed out of the black dress, supressing another defeat of finding the right one. Your eyes glaring towards the tall handsome man behind the curtains, separating you from killing him with his next suggestion.
“For the last time…. I AM NOT ABOUT HOOKING UP WITH SOMEONE”
“Come on Y/N. Don’t tell me, spending time with ‘Mr. Busan boy’ didn’t give you a tickle in the Venus?”
“YOU’RE SO GROSS! DON’T!”
“If you didn’t want to hear about it, why did you invite me to shop then?”
Jin was right, you knew what you stepped into when texting him this morning. But Jungkook wouldn’t understand the meaning of looking like a million, and Namjoon was too practical in his own way. The two of them could use the day on training with his weapons, while you finally got the time to find the right dress, to impress your sister at her wedding. Being caught up with your career ever since you were in high school, you didn’t get to make a lot of friends. Namjoon was the only one, to see the potential inside and didn’t mind not seeing each other for weeks. Winning an award or a game, felt like winning the lottery. It was the only thing that mattered.
“Because I miss spending time with my friend” You muttered in exhaustion, putting on your tight jeans while cursing under your breath of the choice of clothing for the day. Pulling away the curtain, you were met with an interesting but lazy look from your shopping partner. Shrugging it off, you walked towards the exit to destroy another dress shop.
“This, is probably the first time in years. You called me your friend, strange.” You ignored the comment, but realised how little you took him for granted. Jin was your manager, but also a companion. He knew when you were down, or just needed a full day to hit the boxing mattress out of anger. Even letting you crash on the couch, when Taehyung decided to flee. He was always there, you were just too busy with yourself.
“You were always my friend.” Entering the pink shaded shop, with pretty females and clothing racks collecting the new and on-sale dresses caught your eyes. Jin was rather occupied, watching the cute blonde flee to the backroom, gulping in the sight of the strands covering her back.
“Hey, Casanova! I could use some help here”
“Sure…”
Holding up different kind of dresses, from princess to gothic queen, Jin walked over to stand behind. The size difference was perfect, making him look over, getting the same view of what exactly you looked at.
“How about the pink one?”
“Pink doesn’t suit me.”
“Have you tried?”
His fingers lingered on a white dress, with a pink tint covering the whole fabric. Diamonds along the cleavage line, as a corset held the whole body in an hourglass form. A slit in the skirt, revealing your skin under it with a flirtatious skill. You weren’t the kind to choose dresses, or rather, skirts. You were fine in your sweat pants, jeans or shorts. It was comfortable and dolling up with everything, didn’t seem necessary inside your apartment all day long.
“No, I haven’t.”
“Then scoot away Princess, and put this on”
A pair of big hands comforting your shoulders, you were escorted towards the mini rooms filled with mirrors. The outstanding dress warming your arms, while almost giving up trying it on.
“Jiiiin…. Pink isn’t my colour!”
“Come on Y/N, just try. If you don’t, we will never know!”
It was like having a big brother, pushing you to do things you didn’t want, or protection from any evil. He only wished for the best, when you begged him to choose the right dress. Getting told that your ex-boyfriend would be there, he wished for his eyeballs to pop when you entered the room. The heartbreak he created, would make him regret every decision through his years together with that obnoxious woman. Sipping up the dress, and undoing your high pony tail, letting the freshly dried strands fall upon your collarbones. A last smile and twirl in front of the mirror, taking in the shaded pink fading in on the honey delicate skin.
“Please don’t tell me you’re going to take this long putting it on, for the wedding. You’re like a sloth, so slow” Jin’s mocking comment, hearing his impatient vocals rush through the curtains, you revealed yourself from the blocking piece of fabric, leaving the man speechless. His eyes glowing with sparkles and the sound of his throat, trying to create a simple word. It amused you, seeing him like this as if you had won a competition.
“What do you think? Mr. Impatient”
“…Wow….”
“Really, that’s all?” Your hands finding place upon your hips, while swinging them from side to side. His pupils following every movement, as if he was in a trance.
“I-I mea-n-n …. Wow”
“Spit it out dork” You hurried with a smile, trying not to take the opportunity for granted.
“You look beautiful.” Finally collecting a solid sentence of compliment, you felt better in putting on the dress. Jin wasn’t so bad shopping with, the pink shade with white underneath, did wonders to your skin. The shape of the corset, giving you a banging body along with the slit on the skirt, revealing your toned legs.
“Thanks, Jin. You did well”
“Hell yeah I did” He laughed, making your eyes roll. It didn’t matter for how long you knew him, there was no doubt he would let his own ego skydive for your sake.
“I bet Taehyung won’t be able to take his eyes off you.”
“I guess…” Pouting upon the comment, you looked into the mirror with the dazzling girl in a pink dress looking back. The diamonds lingering along the edge of the top, your fingers stroked to feel the pricks poke along the skin. Imagining the facial expression on Taehyung from the other side of the room, gave you butterflies, but reminded of Jungkook made your heart skip a beat. Was it really Taehyung you wised a reaction from?
“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO MY APARTMENT!!!”
Clothes, burnt spots on the wall, pillow fluff sticking everywhere and furniture in ruins. Namjoon hiding behind the nearest plant, Jungkook stood oblivious in the centre of the whole room. Your shopping bag and Jin following along behind, making his mouth gap in surprise watching the mess.
“What in the world happened in here…?”
Jin closed the door behind, while stomping your way towards the glassed man. The fear in his eyes growing, as you grabbed the collar of his shirt, dragging him along the floor as he prayed.
“I swear- I didn’t know it would come this far… HE WAS SO GOOD THO” Throwing him in front of yourself on the floor, he was positioned in a bow. His nose only a few millimetres from the burnt spot and Jin collecting himself, to what to do. Your hands forming into fists, trying to keep your anger at bay.
“Why… inside…. Kim… Namjoon.” Within gritted teeth, you heard the snorts of Jin from the entrance. Namjoon mumbling towards the floor, making it unable to hear what he was saying.
“I-I was the problem… It started raining and I didn’t want him to get a cold…” From your right, you watched Jungkook come closer with fiddling fingers. Turning your attention towards the boy, you walked further. His eyes growing at each step of intimidation and feeling your anger linger on the shoulders.
“Don’t be mad at him, be mad at me…”
Eyes locked with his hazel eyes and sweat drops forming on his forehead, you took in a deep inhale. The exhale watching his breathing slow down and his sight turning softer. He could sense it, the way the anger disappeared. The black coal spots on the carpet and any furniture your eyes pointed towards, your anger build quicker. But the sight of Jungkook, it was erased in seconds. His significant smile growing, while you gave up on trying.
“I’m not mad at you, it’s okay, you tried to protect him.”
“Okay?! Okay?!” Namjoon stood up from his position in protest, while brushing off the dust from his pants. A sight of defeat and confusion, while walking towards you for innocence.
“Don’t push it science guy.” You glared, making him pout in defeat. His arms falling to his side, while hearing footsteps coming closer.
“You must be the mysterious boy, that Y/N told me about. It’s nice to FINALLY meet you, my name is Jin, a friend.” A kind bow, receiving the same back. Jungkook looked at you, searching for an answer. Nodding in agreement, you smiled in assurance of that Jin wasn’t an enemy.
“I’m Jungkook”
“Jin?” Namjoon questioned, examining the taller pretty boy. Adjusting his glasses, he looked again while watching the smile grow on Jin.
“It’s been a long time Namjoon. I thought you were working in a different country, I haven’t seen you for months.” He laughed, hugging each other in a familiar way. Namjoon was always with you, during tournaments, watching you from afar while standing with your manager, Jin. They grew a love for music and passion for work, while developing a special relationship. It was creeping along their spines, but they both knew, you were the root of it all. When you disappeared from the field, they didn’t know if they should keep in contact or not.
“I have been working a lot”
“Me too, Namjoon. Me too.” Jin chuckled, clapping a hand on Namjoon’s shoulder.
“So, has the men found their clothes for the wedding?” He continued, while watching the facial expression fall on Namjoon.
“Oh no….”
“Please tell me you found a tux…” You pleaded, watching Jungkook’s eyebrows scrunch together. Namjoon shaking his head in denial, realising the one task on his list, that he hasn’t completed.
“THE WEDDING IS TOMORROW NAMJOON” You yelled, watching the clock to be shown that the shops have already closed.
“I FORGOT! WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO NOW???” Chaos and panicked abrupted the delightful atmosphere, trying to find a way to get a tux for the boys. You didn’t have any nice clothing for a guy, and neither did Namjoon.
“Now, now kids. Take a deep breath and let me take care of it. Let me borrow the boys and I will take them to one of my good friends, who owns a shop. He got everything, and always has his style on point. Also saved my ass, when I had to go to prom a few years back. They don’t call him “J-hope” for nothing.” Jin interrupted with hands in defence, trying to calm the down the situation. Your anger pulse dangling at its highest, waving your hand to the boys.
“Go. I’ll clean up the apartment. Do whatever” You exhaustingly spoke, making Jin walk first. Namjoon following afterwards, while Jungkook hesitantly walked with effortless steps around, as you cleaned up the pillow fluffs.
“I…. Will you be here when I come back?” Turning around to the face boy, you tilted your head to the side.
“Yes, I think I will have to clean up this mess the whole night” You huffed, looking at the pieces of wood flowing on the floor. Everything was a mess, and a good night sleep didn’t seem too enlightening at the sight of it. A chest blocking your sight, feeling his arms wrap your tired body against him. Listening his heart beat follow along with your own, while trying to understand what is happening.
“I’m sorry for making a mess… You can be mad at me.” He whispered on the top of your hair, feeling his exhales against your skin. Your legs feeling like spaghetti, trying to adjust the warmth growing in your body. Shaking your head and fondly stroking his muscular arms, the chills on his skin tickling your palm.
“I can’t be mad at you…. Just, do it outside next time, okay?”
“Okay..”
It felt like an eternity within his arms, swaying you from side to side, but you didn’t mind. The feel of his heart thumbing against your cheek and his breathing hitting your skin like a summer breeze.
“Jungkook, are you coming?” Jin barged in, making your interactions break apart. The frigid air flowing over the places he burned with his touch, while giving you one last look before turning his heel. Jin raised an eyebrow, watching your flushed cheeks in the dim light.
“Yeah, Mr. Busan boy totally doesn’t do anything to your wild hormones” He chuckled, before closing the door behind him. The sound of a car driving away, you continued to clean up the mess. Your hands feeling cold, but your cheeks burning. It was an odd combination of confusion, happiness or regret.
“Y/N..?” Jungkook pushed the front door, to be entering a dark apartment. Only the sound of wind hitting the leaves of the tress outside, made a living inside. With slow steps and care, he proceeded to walk further inside. Calling your name with such delicate whisper, unaware where you were. Jungkook could never imagine it wold be so much fun, spending time with Namjoon and Jin. They both told stories about you in high school, and how stubborn you were when climbing a tree to get the perfect red apple for them, falling in the process. He loved hearing about you, when he wasn’t around. Imagining the smile, he loved to see every day, in a prior version of a smaller face and same delight. They even taught about flirting and bad pick-up lines. Even found out, that Jungkook couldn’t react to alcohol. Jungkook had to walk home alone, hoping that they wouldn’t get a scare when putting the adults to sleep in the single bed. He could barely keep himself in his own skin, waiting to see your face again.
Putting the bag aside on the kitchen counter, he noticed a familiar light snore close by. Following the sound in curiosity, he spotted a blanket shaped like a ball on the couch. It moved, or rather, breathed. You were asleep, snoring at the exhaustion for the day as for cleaning up most of the dirt in the apartment. He chuckled, finding it rather cute to see such a thing. But you were right, you would be here when he came back. Locking the door and securing the apartment, he joined along the messy couch to feel your body press against him. Your head falling into place onto his chest, getting him to stop breathing for a few seconds. He wouldn’t dare to wake you, but realised how tired he was for himself. Wrapping another blanket around you, his arm found place upon your hip tucking you closer. Feeling your blood rush and heartbeat against his skin, flowed along his own towards his cheeks. It was warm, and fuzzy.
“Good night, Y/N.” A shy kiss planted on the top of your head, making you mumble in the state of a dream. Closing his own eyes, to arrive at the same dream land as you, he hoped that the nightmares would disappear forever being with you and in fact, he didn’t mind the idea.
“Hey, sleeping beauty, if you don’t get your ass up from the couch you will never be ready for the wedding!”
“Huh? Jin?” Your eyes fluttered open at the sound of his strong voice colliding with your ear drums, making your perfect slumber come to an end. Stretching your limbs, the time has disappeared but it felt like you had slept for ages and have had the most amazing night, despite the lousy burned couch. Your hand fondled upon a different blanket, than the one you remembered from last night. There was no memory of anything after having a break down over the amount of burnt floor pieces and most reliably fell asleep in the process.
“Did you give me this blanket?” You muttered, trying to adjust at the sunlight coming through the curtains. There were a few hours before you had to go see your sister, at her wedding. Newer people to see and older friends to greet.
“No, and I asked Jungkook to come over to my place with Namjoon. I’ll have them to get ready and prepared, before we come and get you too.” Jin chuckled, unveiling the sunny Saturday morning to your puffy face.
“Are you invited to the wedding too?” You yawned while looking sceptic at him, not remembering that your sister has met your previous manager.
“I have my ways…. Namjoon asked.” He mumbled, folding your blankets while walking towards the exit.
“By the way, I have someone you should meet. Not only is he great at dancing, but he is amazing in fashion too. Mr. J-Hope” Opening the door, a taller and much more defined guy walked in. His hair was styled in a flirtatious style, just showing enough forehead in the middle while parted. A blinding smile, which was like walking into the sun. A pair of light denim jeans with a black belt, while his loose white T-shirt was tucked inside.
“Call me Hoseok. You must be Y/N? Jin proposed you needed a stylist for today and since I don’t have any clients, I thought why not?” His voice was even more impressive, and it was like receiving a Christmas gift earlier than expected.
“Thanks… I’m sorry to trouble you” You shyly spoke, trying to keep your excitement down. It was like he could read any emotion hidden inside, as you bowed politely.
“No worries. Jin told me about your dress and I think I can make a great makeup look fit perfectly!” He chimed, while clapping his hands in enjoyment. Hoseok was a huge ball of sunshine, and you didn’t mind putting your ‘look’ into his hands.
“Well, kids. I’m going now, be ready at 5pm because we will be right outside. At least you got a few hours, so I hope it won’t stress you too much” Jin claimed, waving goodbye to retreat to his own apartment.
Stuck together with Hoseok, he didn’t seem to mind that it was the first time meeting each other. Chirpy and in delight, he put out his bag filled with makeup tools and look books. Taking in your unwashed face and natural beauty, he smiled while thinking of a perfect look.
“Subtle and delicate. Or, Flirty and sexy?” He questioned, making you shrug on the shoulders.
“Maybe we can mix… But first off, go take a shower. You will feel more refreshed after a clean wash and I’ll get right into the facial products. If I make you feel uncomfortable, please tell me.” He smiled, making your knees weak of his kindness. Nodding in agreement you went towards your single bathroom, to a take a morning wash. The water was washing off the morning eagerness of dullness, as you felt like a new-born baby in seconds. After some time of cleaning up, you went towards the kitchen where Hoseok had set up his ‘studio’.
“You already look beautiful, I doubt we can do much more to it!” He chimed, making you flushed while taking a seat at the counter island.
“So, have you thought about the boys in a tux? Been ages since prom” He commented, trying to ease your nerves about having to see a lot of ‘old friends’.
“I have never seen them in a tux. I’m quite impressed that Jin got Namjoon into one…” You chuckled, feeling Hoseok’s fingers run through the strands of your silky hair.
“Yeah… Jin was actually the one client I was struggling with about a tux. When he reached out to me for prom, he seemed so helpless but was insecure about the idea. I could understand him, it didn’t seem like that his classmates would wear one then, why would he?” You wondered what Jin was like, back when you weren’t in his life. There wasn’t a lot of small talk, while working together, but old high school fuck ups wasn’t one of them.
“Though, he ended up being the most handsome man at prom. The girls could barely keep their fingers to themselves, literally. He realised, that he enjoyed the spotlight. More of all, he got the face, so I don’t see a problem with it”
“I understand, his looks are no joke” You chuckled, feeling the freshly warm curls land on your shoulders.
“Well, your hair is done, what do you think?”  Hoseok spoke determent, holding up a mirror for you to see. Within minutes, he had already strived to get a subtle hairstyle. Light waves that goes the right way, while making your face seem smaller than regular.
“I like it” You spoke, making him clap in victory.
“Right, now it’s time for makeup. I’m thinking a bit of a mix with gentle, innocent look, with flirtatious lashes and sexy eyes” He visualised it all in his head, while stroking your cheek in delight. Feeling the plush flesh, you couldn’t help but smile at the professionalism and openminded person.
“Besides, a little bird told me about this one guy you need to impress at the wedding?” Picking the right shade of foundation, he spiked up another conversation. You pondered on the question, before determinedly answered.
“Yeah. I’m really curious what his reaction is going to be”
“Understandable. I was told he looked really good, but you need to look better” He snapped, while tapping the foundation into the skin with a beauty blender.
“He does look really good, he has such an amazing smile” You blurted out, not even trying to cover up your blushed cheeks.
“Oh girl. I don’t need any blush for you, since you got that taken well care of already. I don’t blame you, he is fit and looks healthy. I’m surprised he doesn’t have a girlfriend” You felt slightly embarrassed, but it didn’t matter when Hoseok didn’t mind about it.
“He must mean a lot to you, since you react this way?” He chuckled, making you close your eyes of all the memories together.
“Yeah…” You mumbled, feeling your toes curl of the thought about him.
“What was his name again…?” His eyebrows scrunching while putting your smokey eye shadow on the lids, letting care take over. Opening your mouth for the certain answer, the next thing could only shut you up.
“Jun-“
“Taehyung? Kim Taehyung, right?” Moving away to find the next shade, you were speechless of what to say. Taehyung was going to the wedding, your first love. Your mind didn’t spare a piece of him, while Hoseok probably talked about him all along. Jungkook was the first person, that were popping underneath your lids at the thought of anyone special.
“Did I do something wrong?” Being taken out of spacing off, you were met with a worried look. Shaking your head lightly, you smiled softly at him.
“No, you didn’t.”
“Good, I would hate myself if I made you feel uncomfortable” He chimed yet again, making you smile fondly at his personality.
Even though putting make up and doing your hair didn’t take a long time, there was still a few hours before the others would arrive. Setting up a nice talk in your kitchen, Hoseok was your next friend to let inside. He was witty, friendly and positive. Sharing a bottle of wine together, went down before you could put your dress on. Changing in front of Hoseok and letting him help zip up the dress, didn’t feel weird with the professionalism that lingered in the air. A pair of heels, that might make you regret even buying them in the first place after a while. You looked stunning, and Hoseok was proud of his achievement. The timing was right, as you heard a honk from the outside. Checking the last details, you were escorted down the stairs to the exit.
“Ready to blow their minds?” He chuckled, getting a hold of the door handle.
“Definitely”
In a swift movement, the door was opened to be revealing three handsome guys in tux at the end of the stairs on the side walk. Each of them in black and white, different combinations but your eyes fell on Jungkook, with his sleek dark-brown hair parted the way like Hoseok’s. A simple black tux and a bowtie matching, with an amazed expression seeing you walk down the stairs. You felt intimidated, by the way he stared. He was speechless, making it unable for you to not blush for a reaction.
“Wow Y/N, you should wear a dress more” Namjoon commented with a smile, rubbing the back of his neck. His light brown hair giving him a cool look, combed back to reveal his flawless skin and without glasses. Hoseok was right, Jin looked stunning in a tux. Manly and with a sleek smirk making him look cooler, and less of a dork if you knew him beforehand.
“Hand me the money then, so I can buy more dresses like this” You joked, making him chuckle back.
“I’m impressed. Hoseok did an excellent job on you” Jin spoke, guiding towards the back of the car.
“I didn’t do much. Most of it, is something that was already there” Turning around you noticed the quick wink that you received, feeling bubbles rise in the bottom of your stomach. Giving him a hug while thanking him in silence, you were then seated in the back of the car. Hoseok was the driver and ‘luckily’, you were seated beside Jungkook. There was about a 20-min drive, before arriving at the wedding and Jungkook were silent most of the time. You bit on your lip in nervousness, unsure if you should comment or let it go. But, he was the only one, you wished a clear reaction from, just a word.
“Hey…” You heard the silent whisper from your side, looking into his brown doe eyes. Gulping at the caught of the contact, you felt the heat rise in your cheeks.
“Hey” You smiled lightly, but exhaled in response of finally getting him to talk.
“You look…” You waited, but he couldn’t proceed. Jungkook looked confused, but wanted to say it straight. Putting your hand on top of his, you assured him with your expression that “It’s okay”.
“Beautiful. You look beautiful…. But, it doesn’t seem satisfying enough. I want to say you look amazing, excellent, beautiful, magnificent, like an angel, but it’s hard to come up with just one word…”
You were taken aback by the way he tried to detail everything, making your heart thumb harder in your chest. Squeezing his hand as a thank you, you gave him a sly kiss on his cheek. It felt warm and fuzzy, like the way he does to you, when just holding hands.
“You look amazing too, Jungkook” You commented, making his smile grow in the sight of your eyes. You loved the way he smiled, it was so clear and delicate. Small or big, but the best part, he scrunched his nose sometimes. The way he showed true happiness, was through his scrunches.
“Should I drop you off here, or?” Hoseok asked the crowd, before pulling up on the sidewalk.
“Yeah, thanks Buddy.” Jin spoke from the side, clapping the back of Hoseok’s shoulder. Giving each other a reassuring smile, he requested to all of you, to call him if you needed a ride home. Hoseok, was a true angel.
Stepping outside, you noticed the crowd of multiple people standing along the entrance. Everyone was waiting for the bride, that you were going to see very soon. Trying to scan the wave of people, Jungkook took your hand in his. Out of all, he didn’t know what to do in these kinds of situations. Wrapping your arm around his, you walked together inside the church finding the right seats. It didn’t take long to see your sister walk down the aisle, waiting for her groom, Jimin almost crying at the sight of her. You never met your brother in law, but according to Jaein, he was a real softie. Jungkook seemed amazed from the most parts, memorising the steps, movements and words exchanged in front. The commitment, that he has never tried.
“You may now kiss the bride”
Even though it was a beautiful moment, for your family and friends, specially your sister. Your eyes still tried to find the culprit hidden between people, but never caught him. Did she really invite him?
Walking outside to see them take off, you have never seen her so happy about becoming someone with a new last name. The way her eyes sparkled and unforgettable smile along with her soul mate, touched something in your heart. Maybe this will happen to you, one day. There was transport from the church to the ball room, where the wedding would be celebrated. You and Namjoon had to explain to Jungkook the traditional about a wedding. The flower throwing and dancing, or other things with the groom’s socks and bride’s veil. He seemed genuinely interested, but you and Namjoon couldn’t help but feel a little anxious. Letting him outside with people, that he didn’t know and things he didn’t know about. It was dangerous, but you both knew, it was something he had to learn one day.
“Y/N YOU’RE REALLY HERE??” Not even a single step inside the ball room, you were hugged tightly by your sister.
“Of course, I came Jaein. I would never miss such a big event, by the way, you look absolutely stunning”
“Thank you. I’m finally Mrs. Jaein Park”
“Who’s your new friend? I don’t think I have seen him before” She added, while giving a sight towards Jungkook. His body frozen at the intimidating eyes, you firmly wrapped an arm around his.
“This is Jungkook, he’s from Busan” You responded, making him bow politely as if it was necessary. She couldn’t help but smile at the boy, while pulling you closer to whisper.
“Is he your date?? He’s really cute”
“Jaein!!” You blurted out, making your sister giggle. Jin wished her the best, but it all ended with a clarification of how they knew each other. Apparently, Jaein had a huge crush on Jin back in High school. In fact, Jaein was his date but he was swarmed by girls most of the night, they never really got to have a dance together. They seemed like close friends, but now that Jaein was married, she couldn’t help but show off.
“See, you could have gotten all of this, if you just took your time to dance with me~” She joked, while assigning to Namjoon how everything went that night. It was nice, to finally be together. There wasn’t a lot of people you knew, but you didn’t care. This would be the last time, you would ever see them again, aside from your friends. Jungkook seemed to adjust, getting a lot of questions from Jaein about how you and Jungkook met. But at least, Namjoon had your back about all of this. Possibly, would be a good idea to get a hold of what Namjoon have explained.
“Y/N?”
Not even turning around, you remembered that voice. The voice, that made your heart race by just a simple name calling. Even months after the break, he could still do the same.
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