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nareul · 6 months

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𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐚𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 — a playlist of songs tae-o has on repeat since serin's departure. expand below for a more detailed commentary (aka a mess of thoughts and ideas that i will attempt to make them make sense. hopefully)

most, if not all songs here are in korean and ranges between alt r&b and alt rock / hip hop because i think taeo still favors his mother tongue more than anything, and i hate some translations don't bring out the actual feelings and depth to the original lyrics, so i may attempt to rewrite some of those translations here just because i'm extra

𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗵 — 𝗼𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗳𝗳

honestly this entire song is just very taeo in the early stages when serin's first left. he's confused, he's sad, he misses her, and he just doesn't really know what to do?

How's the weather there? In my sky at night Memories keep coming back to me

you see, this song is undoubtedly one of the very first that he's started to have repeat once it becomes more evident that she's not coming back. like at first it wouldn't feel too weird when she's gone. it's like she's just gone for a while for a trip. he knows she'll always be back but now she's not and he's left having to face his own feelings and thinking about all their memories together because he wonders about her, how she's doing and all but at the same time, he's also trying to deal with feelings that he tries not to think about too much when he's around her in fear of ruining their friendship, right? so at this point he's just, realizing all over again that he does love her more than he even thinks.

I miss you I miss you so much That I'm like this I miss you If I miss you like this Is that love? Is this love?

taeo is pretty much a responsible guy, like he always gets his things done and looks after himself pretty good but in the first few weeks--months even when serin's gone and he's still coming to terms with the fact that she hadn't even told him until the very last, he's just. not coping well. like in the thread i mentioned that he still calls out her name every now and then, playing it off as a joke when people tease him for it. but how long could that last before someone starts to notice and could no longer excuse his slowly declining work performance for losing a valuable team member? or how he's also been skipping his meals more often now? food has always been a big thing to him, especially with how he knows serin could get so focused with her work sometimes so i imagine that when they were in school or during office lunch breaks, he'd make it a thing to bring her food or get her out for some fresh air. now? he's just busy trying to catch up with work.

𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 — 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝗸 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵 𝗳𝘁 𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗵𝗶 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗲𝗻

okay it's an epik high song which means i'm going to go crazy because i love them so much and taeo does too, especially with how poetic their lyrics can be and taeo would have been an art kid if he hadn't chosen stem and he's such a big epik high fan, probably collects all their albums and would always try to attend their concerts whenever he could T _ T the context of this song is also kinda different from theirs, but parts of the song does fit well with whatever that's in taeo's mind so! particularly when the more upset feelings start to slip in and fade in and out more frequently? it follows right behind the previous song, bath because if you look at both the lyrics, you can imagine the story and taeo's pov pretty easily.

How have you been? How are things? I worry about you Day in, day out I can't stop checking up on you Is work going well? Are you taking care of yourself? Do you have any regrets? I'm just so-so

he's curious how she's been doing, but she's giving him radio silence and he's already felt like she's left him behind and that alone is making him have second thoughts about reaching out. her city is right on his phone's home screen, and so many unsent messages of "weather app says it's sunny, go get some air" "it's said to rain today, bring an umbrella" "i made your favorite noodles today, idk why it tastes like shit somehow but at least you don't have to eat it" and of course, the million dollar question: if she misses him and if she has any regrets. he hopes she doesn't, but if she does, is it really that selfish for him to hope that he's the reason why?

if she ever asks him any of those things that are similar to the lyrics above, he would want to say he's so-so. but he probably wouldn't.

But you're living as if nothing happened You're colder than I thought From your words and happy photographs It's clear that my worries were in vain I'm actually relieved

since they aren't exactly actively talking, so he'd be getting all his updates and news from her from her social media page? (hence the song choice here, because the song is about getting curious how a past lover is doing and the only way to know is through a screen) or at least whatever he could get from when she does update, that is. and then from what he could tell, she seems to be doing alright and while he's happy for her, he's once again feeling like he's just being immature that he's not? especially with the pics for monaco and she's looking good in red and she looks like she fits in well with her team and whatnot.

Your smile was once an arrow that guided me Now it pierces my heart

i think taeo prides himself on able to make her happy or proud of him if he does something that could mirror even a little of her achievements? or just genuinely having a good time together? like, he probably strives for her approval and wants to please her even if neither of them would realize it right away, and now that she isn't right by his side and not a standard and a role model of some sort that he could immediately look up to and turn to, he just doesn't quite know how to act sometimes. and he's just sad. that's the only main thing honestly. he's sad.

How have you been? Are you taking care of yourself? Are you broken like me? I wonder what you're eating, drinking these days And finding happiness in I wonder what you're wearing today And where you are headed I wonder who makes you laugh And holds you instead of me I'm just curious I'm just sorry This is how I've been

an insane thing is that he knows very well that serin doesn't exactly actively make friends and keeps in touch with them, but he's still worried that she's going to replace him?? can't really blame him for thinking that but then, she's the one who left without a word.

if i were to draw some sort of connection to stages of grief or something with this song and taeo's feelings, this would be anger? the more i read the song lyrics to screen time, the more i think that there's an underlying hint of anger in it behind all the questions that don't have easy answers to right away. and then taeo is definitely upset, very much still does even if he's slowly come to terms with it.

𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘆 𝗼𝗻𝗲 — 𝗷𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗺

i will admit that i didn't pay much attention to age when i was creating taeo and apparently he's a year older than serin? the context of this song is that apparently the singer wrote this song for a past lover for unfortunately passed just before her debut or something (a story that i've heard everywhere but idk if it's true) and they were both 25, 21 respectively when their love story was forever frozen in time and death and this doesn't fit with whatever taeo and serin are going through right now, but the undying longing and yearning and reminiscing the past in the song is very much taeo when it comes to serin, and also the age yes because, like, early adulthood things.

and not at me trying to link this to some stage of grief again but this would probably be acceptance, as this song is nothing but cries of longing and the calmness of accepting that things wouldn't change. however, taeo does believe that they'll get through this eventually, but when or how? or what happens in the end? he wouldn't know.

I thought it would last forever Twenty-five, twenty-one

I thought it would last forever You and I in the past

it's hinted a bit in the thread, that she's always been so present in all aspects of his life, something that he's very much content with and until she's left now and he's just left thinking that what he thought would be forever isn't going to be forever. he hasn't really let himself think about it, but there's always going to be some regret looking back in hindsight.

The morе I remember, thе more they fade I can't hold you back from disappearing

what if he's told her how much he loves her, would she stay? he wouldn't make her stay for him; he has faith in what she could do and achieve, probably more than he even believes in himself, but it'd be nice to know that he could be a reason.

(honorable mention: kim sejeong's cover of this song too because that cover is much more desperate than the original somehow. the original is just sad but calmer cries of longing and looking back fondly and helplessly, while the cover is just pure desperation and pain and i think both are just taeo's favorites.)

𝗺𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝘂𝗹𝘁 — 𝗯𝗮𝗲𝗸 𝘆𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻

this entire song drives me a little insane too whenever i think about taerin and tmi is that i never quite appreciated this song until lately when we started writing taerin.

To be honest I don't really know Where this troubled heart started to form And came in between us It bloomed while I wasn't aware And grew into a big scar between us Maybe it's not our fault

this song just very much reminds me of the bargaining stage in the 5 stages of grief and taeo would have been feeling so at first when he's still trying to cope and make himself understand just what could drive her to not tell him, and it's just how in the monaco thread where i wrote that he's just finding excuses for her.

That's why we need to hold hands So we don't drown into the ocean We need to continuously look for each other So that when we become too familiar We don't lose each other

the third line please!! the entire 'don't go where i can't follow' and 'i always find you, don't stop looking for me' parallels!! this part very strongly reminds me of taeyeon's set myself on fire too, a song that i almost added into the playlist where one of the lines is 'so we don't get farther apart, we must hold each other'

The hurt feelings that have become familiar It will never disappear between us Can we become happy together

now i think taeo will def get over this at one point, like both of them are going to get through this rough patch somehow as i've mentioned before but who can tell there wouldn't be a tiny bit of bitterness still left at the end?

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸, 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗶 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 — 𝗮𝗸𝗺𝘂

this song is just pure depression at this point, it's so sad and it just reflects taerin at this point now with this entire thing between them since in the monaco thread now (and for the foreseeable near future), they still couldn't bring themselves to talk about her leaving? not the usual 'how're you doing?' pleasantries and small talk but 'do you regret leaving? do you regret leaving me behind?'

this song is written and sung from one person's pov which is the person being left's perspective, right, yet if you look at the lyrics more deeply in taerin's context, each verse feels like a back and forth conversation for them?

I purposefully take a few steps back I look at you walking without me There is a void beside you Upon the gray road you look back

the first verse feels just like taeo imagining how serin would be like without him in his life, he's always just been close enough, a few steps behind or right beside her, and the 'gray road' that i pictured here is actually of one that how taeo's path would be like without her: dull. the more literal translation of how i would give the original korean lyrics is actually 'the empty space next to you in your view, at the center of the black and white street, you look back' compared to genius's as in this is how taeo (or to be more exact, a more selfish part of him) thinks how it's gonna be for their lives without each other? nothing vibrant and exciting in this life and in the center of his, it's still gonna be her and it's always empty beside her because that's where he should, and wants to be. and then in his dreams, she always looks back. and comes back.

I knew just then That I can’t leave you No matter how many problems we face It’s easier to withstand, than breaking up

i have no words except for this but this just reminds me of serin so much to me

Should I turn back a couple of times We walk along together upon the desolate road Conversation lacking substance We look out into the distance where the light shines

we didn't quite plot out what actually happened on their last time seeing each other before serin left but what i imagine is basically just as what the lyrics say, or just both trying to act normal and talk about usual stuff and/or both, just never address how she's kept him in the dark for so long.

(𝘂𝗻𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲𝗱) 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗳𝘂𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 — 𝘄𝗼𝗼𝘇𝗶

the way that this song has not been released and probably will not be released is one of the many reasons i'd never get to rest in peace, and this song!! drives me !! insane!! someone get our producer uji to release this, i am begging. taeo always listens to this song and twenty five twenty one together because it just provides him some peace somehow, both songs contain stories that just ended without proper explanation and/or closure and since he isn't sure if his and serin's would end that way (he kinda knows it won't, but let him be emo shh), he just easily finds himself relating to these two and for what it's worth, these songs are beautiful especially 2521's story telling and the imagery that it paints!

and with what kind of future, the! entire! song! just makes me think of the few stages of grief like: acceptance and denial and i'm just so sad every time i think about how taeo both wants to be happy for her but also couldn't help that he doesn't feel like he wants to. he's mad at himself for thinking like that every time tbh.

As if nothing happened I told myself that this was all a dream When I closed my eyes and opened them again I hoped that it would be a morning of relief I would wake to

you see, taeo forgets that serin is not around anymore sometimes in their office so this is pretty much self explanatory. he kind of just doesn't want to believe so tbh.

We aren't over yet Desperately holding onto the end of a string You left go of me as I refused

the way that this song was never released so there's never an official translation so i kind of rephrased some that people posted here especially the last part but yeah, can't elaborate further now but this is just taeo, especially the next part!

Although I don't want to see you, I miss you Although I hate you, I miss you I don't understand myself as well

basically just what i've been saying over and over again, he is upset but he still misses her a lot and he's upset that he's upset and maybe he wants her to know he's upset but then he also doesn't want to hurt her so it's just. a mess.

What kind of future is to come before us? Because the sky doesn't give us an answer Or because I'm too stupid There's no way to know

just tears. actually there is a way and probably the only way to know and we all know the way and even taeo and serin both would know but neither is willing to do anything that they're probably thinking could either mend or break this friendship of theirs even further.

anyway i'd come back and elaborate more on these when i have more braincells hopefully. i'm too sad now as what kind of future has been on repeat for the past 30 minutes now.

#playlist / taeo #this entire thing is just me repeating myself like a broken record but i love it when i could find songs that completely Fit #i am illiterate and uncultured so most of these prob don't even make sense :(

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gucciwins · 3 years

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Are you Angel?

Harry gets hurt while on the job and Y/N gets a phone call she was not prepared for.

Word count: 7413

A/N: hello friends, it's been a while :) this is a continuation to my story Trouble Follows. You don't have to read but it will give you an insight of how Y/N and Harry met. I am thrilled to share more of firefighter harry with you. I adore him and I hope you do as well.

please do let me know what you thought of the story and please reblog! <333

Warnings: angst, breakups, hospitals

A firefighter will always run into a burning building with not a hint of hesitation. All their focus is on saving the people stuck inside.

Running towards trouble is second nature to them.

She knew that.

She also knew what it meant to date a firefighter.

The unreliable hours, the non-frequent communication, the many failed dinner dates. The twenty-four hours shifts when he would then arrive home to just sleep.

Harry had begun to give her a constant comfort that he would eventually come home and climb into bed behind her. He would then gently nuzzle his face in her neck, taking in her sweet honey scent. In contrast, she took in the woody ashy smell that seems to be permanently stained on him.

So trust her when she said she knew what she was in for when Harry asked her to be his girlfriend.

Four months in, she knew she would be here for a long time, maybe forever, if life would allow it.

She was sure; she knew what to expect.

But she didn't, not until she got the call.

The call that would shatter her heart.

The call that would lead her to be sitting in this uncomfortable, ugly brown hospital chair, holding tightly onto his ashy hand. As she prayed on and on to a God, she no longer held close but wished for Harry they were real and would bring Harry back to her.

Y/N prayed for Harry to finally open his eyes and give her a reassuring smile that he would be okay.

That they would be okay.

Until then, she'll wait.

Harry being Lieutenant allowed him to have a consistent schedule. That did not mean there weren't days where he had to pull a double shift or stay back to finish paperwork; he let it pile up.

The one day that was Y/N's was Sunday.

She got him an entire day to lay in bed together and eat all the baked goods she baked for him to try. It was becoming their day. Everyone at the station knew Harry could not be disturbed on Sundays unless it was the end of the world, and even then, they'd have to pry him away from Y/N.

He feels safe in her arms. Harry had never felt that before. Sure, he was surrounded by his firehouse family, but he had never felt so loved in two arms as if she could take all his problems and stresses away. Still, she did exactly that when she would flash him her gorgeous smile and hold her arms open for him to fall into at the end of every day.

Harry knows he's never felt this way, and he won't ever take it for granted.

This Sunday will be different, and she feels it as soon as she wakes up because, in her queen-sized bed, she's alone. No arms wrapped around her waist; no head tucked into her necks as he places soft open kisses to wake her from her sleep gently.

Already, she knows this is going to be a bad day. She feels it in her bones. Having been around trouble for so long, she knows the difference between good and bad. The feelings she has made her want to find Harry and pull him back into bed where she can keep him safe.

Y/N gets out of bed, throwing the warm sheets off her body going to the bathroom to do her morning skin routine, wanting to feel refreshed for when Harry breaks the news; he's going to leave her alone on their day. She knows him well enough; he's cooking her breakfast to make up for leaving her so early in the morning.

She walks out of her bathroom, going straight to her closet and taking out the first sweater she saw. It's a baby blue color and stitched on the left side on top of her heart is: "love me please?" It's Harry's favorite sweater of hers because it's an oversized sweater that fits him well. The only reason she has it back is that he wanted her to wash it and wear it until it got her smell again. Y/N kissed him silly when he told her that, plus she loves that it smells like him now.

Y/N takes one look at her unmade bed and walks away, knowing she's going to crawl back in after Harry leaves her. She walks out and, from the hallway, can hear Harry humming away. If she's honest, she doesn't recognize the song. As she has come to learn, Harry has an interesting taste in music; he has basically heard every song ever to exist. It's a reason they are so good at Four Clovers Thursday Trivia night. She dominates pop culture and films, and Harry takes on music. She's also better at history than him. Their friends love trivia night because their winning always gets them free drinks. It's something she looks forward to each week.

"Morning, H," Y/N says as she approaches him from behind and wraps her arms around his waist. Harry smiles, instantly feeling warm with her arms around him.

"Morning, firebug. Sleep well?"

She mumbles a no, causing Harry to laugh, and she feels it vibrate through her.

"Awe, upset I wasn't wrapped around you." He teases. "I'm making up to you by making breakfast."

She pulls away, spotting blackberries on the counter. "Sure, Jan."

Harry can hear the change in her tone and knows she's still goofing off with him but knows she's upset.

"Angel, come sit. Coffee is ready."

She shakes her head but makes her way over to the chair he pulled out for her. "No coffee. I'll be going back to bed soon." Y/N waits to see if he'll correct her, but he doesn't.

"I'm sorry." He begins.

"No apologies."

"Please let me. I'm leaving you on our day." He pouts.

"As much as I don't want you to go, I'm sure they need you more than I do."

Harry frowns, "I hope you'll never stop needing me." He whispers against her lips before closing the gap. Y/N hums against his soft lips allowing herself to get lost in the moment; she loves his kisses, soft and gentle just as he is despite what his sharp eyes might have one believe.

Harry pulls away after pressing one final kiss on her pouted lips. "I'm sorry I have to go to work, but I know for certain that I can meet you for a late lunch."

"Lunch?" She repeats, arms wrapped around his waist, hoping he was serious with his offer.

He hums. "Yes, 2:30, that bistro with that avocado dressing you like for your sandwich."

"It's a date." She grins, laying her head on his chest letting him hold her tight. He unwraps his arms, letting her go.

"I've got to get going, firebug, but I'll see you later."

"Stay safe, Styles." She tells him as she does every time he leaves.

"Try my best, angel."

With that, he slips his beat-up white Vans with lilac laces and walks out the door; it shuts it behind him. Just as Y/N steps towards it to lock up, it opens back up, startling her. Harry steps back in, and before she can question him, he places both faces on the side of her face and kisses her breathless. Y/N is quick to react, allowing their lips to move in perfect harmony, not as smooth but perfect, nonetheless.

"I--" Harry begins before he clears his throat. "I'll miss you, angel."

Y/N feels the heat rush to her cheeks because, for a moment, she thought he'd say another three words. "And I'll miss you, H. Now get out of here; I don't need you showing up late to our lunch date."

Harry smiles, dimples on full display, hugging her before walking out a skip in his step. She peaks her head out, making sure he gets in the car safely before he drives off. He sits there for a moment, and she knows he is letting his Bluetooth connect as he waits for his drive-to-work playlist titled "it's time" to start playing. He takes a look at his mirrors before backing out and driving. That's when Y/N closes and locks the door.

Time to go back to bed for a few more hours; what else is there to do on a Sunday when she's left alone.

Harry genuinely did not want to go to work today, but it's not like he could say no to his Chief. His Chief was never one to call in favor unless it was an emergency. He didn't ask, knowing he'd get the full story Monday, but for now, he gets on his pants, t-shirt, and boots and hopes there are no fires today.

The only thing is that Harry isn't used to working with the B-shift, sure he knows everyone's name and a little of their lives, but they aren't his usual team. He shakes that off because he knows he would do anything to help a team member and knows they would do the same in return.

Harry is lost in thought, wondering what Y/N was going to do today. He knows she planned to take him to a butterfly pavilion today even told him the outfit she had planned out for it. A pair of jeans that had flowers embroidered all over something she added, saying she thought they looked a bit plain, pairing it with a pastel pink top. Harry was surprised with her style after meeting her various times in different outfits. He was surprised at how soft she dressed in pastels. She may have a bold personality, but her fashion was delicate and warm. It was a nice balance.

He nearly runs into Carols as he made his way to his office, too busy thinking of the girl he left at home. "Sorry, bud."

"No problem, Harry. Surprised to see you here," Carols tells him, everyone knowing Sunday was Harry's day off.

"Chief had something come up and asked me to come in. I should be out of here by eight tonight if we're lucky."

Carlos smiles, "with you around, we usually are."

Harry chuckles, telling him he'll be in his office if he needs anything. He looks around his desk and sighs at how much has piled up already.

Might as well get ahead.

It's a few hours when Harry realizes the house is quiet. He peaks around the window and figures they are all in the common room. It's only one, and thankfully there have been no calls, and if it continues, then he will make it to lunch with his angel.

He shoots her a text.

Angel

13:24 PM

I miss you. Counting down the minutes until I get to see you xxx

Harry clicks send and smiles down at his phone. 2:30 couldn't come fast enough.

As he gets up to stretch and go for a snack in the kitchen, he takes a deep breath because as confident as he may seem, he isn't around the second shift. They don't know him so well, and Harry ultimately is shy. He may be able to hide it, but he has small quicks that others pick up on. Something he knows Y/N spotted quickly, like when he toes his foot into the ground or when he begins to chip at his nails, and Y/N's favorite is when he moves his hands behind his back and sways side to side. She finds it endearing, but others might not think it's leadership material.

He walks into the lounge to cross to the kitchen when a few heads turn to him, but before they can say a word, the alarm rings, and Harry is literally saved by the bell.

Not a second to waste, everyone heads over to the rig and quickly suits up. Harry is Lieutenant meaning he's in charge of the scene today, seeing as their captain and Chief aren't here today. Harry respects all the firefighters and knows this will go well if everyone carries out their job.

It's a factory fire, and as soon as they arrive, Harry can see it's burning fast. He's not sure how many people are there, but he calls in for reinforcements knowing they will need all the manpower they can get.

"This is House 102; please send more units available. The factory fire is burning at a faster rate than we can control. My team is going in now. There are five people unaccounted for; the left side of the building is clear." Harry speaks into his two-way radio.

"Carlos," the young firefighter jogs over, eyes on Harry, no longer staring at the roaring fire. "You're going in with Baz. Stay close and don't go up the second floor; you need to be quick in and out."

"Who's going with you, Lieutenant?" Carlos asks, clearly worried.

"Jameson and Rey are coming with me; stay safe, and if anything happens, just radio in."

"You got it!" Harry pats his shoulder and walks off towards the two waiting men.

Harry knows the men well, he trained them when they came into the house, but they preferred B-shift instead of being with him. One spot was available, and he knew they didn't want to be separated. Rey and Jameson have been dating for two years, but that's a secret only very few know. It's not prohibited, but if it gets more serious, one will have to relocate to a new station. They simply aren't ready for that, and indeed Harry would be sad not to have them around the house or hearing their stories. It just adds a more considerable risk because, at the end of the day, the job is first.

Rey walks towards the entrance with Harry following right behind. Jameson, a few feet back, calling out for anyone in there that needs help.

"Fire department, call out." Echoes out as much as it can as the fire begins to roar louder.

The heat gets worse the further they walk in; they turn right at the edge of a desk labeled "Torres."

"H, there!" Rey shouts, rushing over to a man knocked unconscious and had heavy storage struck over his legs, pinning him down. Harry and Jameson run over, assessing the man before making any sudden moves.

Jameson finds a pulse, weak but there. He gets the extra mask over the man's face hoping it'll wake him up soon.

"On the count of three, we lift," Harry tells the two men standing to a stand as the others do the same.

They nod. "One, two, three." They grunt in unison, pushing the container to a standing position. Harry looks over the man's legs and is thankful there is no blood, but there will be swelling and bruises. "Right, Rey, take him out. We'll keep searching."

Rey nods, lifting the man over his shoulder as he was trained to do, and rushes out of the burning building. Harry and Jameson have just learned a new area when the radio comes on. "Lieutenant Styles, it's Carlos. We found two men; only one remains unaccounted for."

Harry nods. "Got it, no one comes back in. We'll be out soon."

He now leads the way, making his way towards a stairway. There's no fire here, but it's moving faster, and smoke is thick. Whoever is in here might not last much longer without oxygen.

"Fire department, call out," Harry shouts, voice firm.

"Here.." a whisper is heard, both Harry and Jameson freeze. Once more, "here" is yelled but sounds muffled.

Harry looks around, not seeing anything but fire, and fears the structure will collapse soon. Just as he was about to yell again, he sees a can knocked, and a man hidden under a black rag is seen. Jameson rushes over, helping the man sit up. He's older, well into his sixties. He doesn't look too well; he has a few scapes.

"Right, we need to head out," Jameson tells Harry, helping the man stand up who is fighting consciousness.

"This is Lieutenant Styles; on our way out found the last man. Have paramedics on standby."

"Got it, Styles. Get out quick."

Jameson and Harry get the man up and head to exit. Harry can see the light of day and knows he will be late for lunch, but thankful Y/N is understanding and very forgiving. He'll make it up to her by buying dessert.

Just as they almost reach the door, a piece of dry wood comes falling down, separating Harry and Jameson; luckily, it did not hit them, but now Harry has to find a new way out. It's not looking good.

"Harry," Jameson looks panicked, but Harry stays calm.

"Get him out, now," Harry tells him, looking in every direction for what to do.

"No, I won't-" Harry cuts him off.

"Jameson, get this man out. He needs medical attention. That's an order." Voice full of authority with no room to argue.

Jameson nods and heads out. "I'm coming back for you."

Harry chuckles. He sees a small path, but it'd be a more extended way out. He debates what to do. He could wait, but the longer he stays, the quicker this building is beginning to collapse.

It takes him two seconds to decide to go right and find a new route out instead of staying put. He walks and only gets hotter as the fire begins to surround him. He's good at not panicking, always thinks better under pressure, but this is getting intense. Harry climbs over a crate and bends low to go through this tight space. He sees the exit, it's still a bit away, but he knows he is in the clear.

That's when he hears a big explosion knocking him forward. His oxygen masks flys off, landing a few feet away. As Harry reaches his hand out to get it, he's pulled back. He looks behind and sees he's stuck. There are crates stacked on top of him. The air is thick of smoke, and with no oxygen, it seems like the fire will soon enough engulf him.

Shit.

He's really in trouble now.

Harry presses his radio, holding it, hoping it's still working. "This is Harry," He coughs. "I'm trapped under a few crates. I can't reach my ask. I'm west of the building."

"Harry, hold on. We're going in." Harry hears Jameson reply, but he's fading quickly.

He shakes his head. "Can't go to sleep, but this smoke is too thick to actually see anything, let alone for his team to find him.

"Tell…" He coughs again, and this time doesn't stop for what feels like five minutes but is only a few seconds. "Tell angel, I'm sorry."

A voice comes over the speaker, but Harry's eyelids are fluttering shut, the weight of the crates is too much, and the smoke only gets deeper in his lungs if he keeps speaking.

Harry welcomes the darkness as he sees the one person he was supposed to meet for lunch. She's holding an outstretched hand for him to take and who is he to ever say no to her.

Real or not, he goes to her, and soon enough, he falls unconscious, not feeling when his team lifts him out and puts him in the back of an ambulance.

Y/N decided to show up a bit earlier for their lunch date, putting in their order early, wanting to maximize all their time together. She wouldn't see him until late that night, and honestly, she wasn't a fan of being separated on her favorite day of the week.

She sits on a bench right outside, both sandwiches wrapped tucked away in a brown paper bag and a lemonade sitting next to her untouched. It was his favorite, too sweet in her opinion. Still, Harry loved it, especially since he wasn't one to indulge in sweets unless they were hers.

Knowing Harry could be running late, she pulls out a book from her orange tote bag that Harry gifted to her. The book was Beach Read, Frankie recommended it to her then gave her the book saying she needed to read more romance books and not just poetry and nonfiction books. She actually enjoyed it, which surprised her, but even if she didn't, she's too invested to not find out the ending.

She was just starting chapter five when she feels too much time has passed and glances down at her phone.

2:55

25 minutes late isn't bad or unusual even; she decides to put the book away and keep an eye out for him. Usually, when he keeps her waiting, he makes up for it with a long kiss that never fails to take her breath away; she's excited about it now.

Time seems to go slower when she just sits waiting. She debates beginning to eat her sandwich when her stomach starts to growl. It's low, but she would feel bad if she began to eat, and that's when he shows up. She settles for waiting and instead takes a drink of the sweet lemonade.

As Y/N sits waiting for Harry, her phone begins to ring and displays an unknown number but the city's area code. Every bone in her body tells her to prepare for the worst but hopes she's paranoid.

She takes a deep breath before answering and bringing the phone up to her ear.

"Hello, are you angel?" A deep voice man asks.

"It's Y/N. Actually, can I ask who's calling?" She's holding her breath; only one person calls her angel.

"I'm calling on behalf of Lieutenant Harry Styles. Harry has been in an accident and was taken to the hospital. He asked us to call an angel on his way to the hospital. We assumed you were one of his emergency contacts."

Y/N feels her hands begin to shake. "What hospital?"

The man on the phone rattles the information, and she lets it all sink in. He hangs up, and she sits there waiting on the bench for her date that will not be showing up.

Her phone rings again, she answers without looking at the caller.

"Y/N," she recognized the voice; it's Mitch, and if he's calling, then it must be true.

"Mitch," she whispers, not recognizing her own voice. It's shaky, tears beginning to well up.

"Where are you?"

"At the bistro a street down from the station." She replies, hoping he's coming for her.

"I'm close; we'll pick you up and go see him, darling." She nods but remembers he can't see her.

Y/N isn't sure why she's not crying. She feels the tears, but it's like they are stuck; her heart hurts, and she knows that says enough. "We were supposed to meet for lunch. I got worried when he didn't show up, but I didn't think--" he interrupts her.

"Harry is going to be fine, trust me. He's okay, and he needs us there."

Y/N doesn't reply because she sees him pulling in. Mitch is in the passenger seat, Sarah is driving. She doesn't say a word as she swings open the door and settles in the back.

She sets her hands in her lap; she can feel herself trembling. She can feel herself breaking because she won't know if he's okay until she sees him. Mitch can say he's fine, but she needs to see for herself.

Sarah and Mitch share a concerned look; Y/N doesn't notice her eyes looking out the window.

"Y/N?" Mitch begins, voice full of concern. "Do you- are you okay to go see him?"

"Of course." She replies quickly. "He needs me; well, I hope he does."

"Course he needs you. Needs his angel by his side." Sarah tells her calmly, wanting to see her smile, but it doesn't work because only Harry should be calling her that. She shouldn't be on her way to see him in a hospital bed. She should have seen him next to her on that bench as he ate his sandwich and gave her kiss and kiss as she told him stories.

They are silent the rest of the way. Sarah pulls into an empty parking space, and she rushes after Mitch, who seems to know exactly where Harry is as he rushes past the front desk. The only thing that slows them down is waiting for the elevator; she gladly would have taken the stairs if Mitch didn't tell her that he's on the sixth floor. Instead, she waits impatiently for the old elevator that will take her to see her love.

He is going to be okay. He has to be okay. Y/N keeps those thoughts running through her head as Mitch and Sarah guide her to room 613.

Mitch walks in first, holding the door open, Sarah places a comforting hand on her back, and Y/N feels supported and loved, but nothing prepares her for what she is about to walk into.

The constant beep of Harry's heart monitor is the only thing that can be heard in his private room. The beep is steady; it makes her let out a deep breath. The monitor already calming her down, she approaches slowly as if he'd wake if she'd walk any faster.

She sits in the uncomfortable chair next to his bed and pulls it as close as she can.

Y/N just stares at him, taking it all in. He looks like he's resting peacefully like he should originally have been when they started this day together. His curls are disheveled, his face dirty with smoke stains and a few gauzes wrapped around his arms. She can't see much else but knows he's got a road of recovery still ahead of him.

"Hi, Harry," she whispers, her hand slowly reaching under the white sheet to grab hold of his right hand. "I'm right here, okay. Take your time waking up; there's no rush. Just know that I'm not going anywhere."

She pauses, hoping for a reply even though she knows she won't get one. "We can also discuss how I'm sort of one of your emergency contacts."

Y/N presses her lips to his hand. "Need you to wake up, want to see those Rapunzal eyes." She sits back, not removing her hand from his. Sarah has not taken her eyes off of her, Sarah might feel like she might blow up soon, but being at his side, she has begun to feel better.

"Harry, we're here for you. The whole team is outside in the lobby, probably why they sent us to the floor with the biggest waiting area. Even young Carlos is out there, saying you gave them a scare but really hopes you never pick up another B-shift again." Mitch sniffles before stepping out of the room. Sarah walks over to where he was standing.

"Hey Harold, it's trivia night in a few days, and kind of counting on you to get us those free drinks." Sarah chuckles. "It's been a while since we've been in the hospital. I think it was when I made you all donate blood for that ambulance competition. Fun times, now you rest and get better. The good thing is you have the best nurse looking out for you." Sarah glances at Y/N, sending her a small smile.

Y/N sits back in her chair as Sarah sits in one by the window. She knows she's in for a long afternoon and an even longer night.

Harry's head is throbbing.

He's not sure why. The last he remembers is leaving Y/N's house to go for his shift at the station.

They were meeting for lunch; he's sure she wouldn't let him drink any alcohol on the job.

Harry slowly opens his eyes and is blinded by the bright light. He sees a photo of the sunset right in front of him, and a tv hung up; if he's not mistaken, he's in a hospital room, primarily due to being in an uncomfortable bed. The oxygen mask over his face is also a dead giveaway he was in an accident.

He looks around, and he sees he is not alone. His angel is sleeping, a tight grip on his right hand; she looks exhausted. Mitch walks in just as Harry was about to wake her. Y/N mumbles and sits up, pulling her hand away from his to rub the sleep away. Harry wants to tell her to stop knowing how much it actually irritates her eyes, especially when she tubs a little harsher than usual.

"Were you able to find tea, Mitch?" Y/N asks, looking over at him.

"Sarah's bringing it over." Mitch's gaze never turns to her staying on Harry; this confuses Y/N and turns back around in her seat to look at a resting Harry but instead finds his eyes on her.

"Harry!" Y/N scoots forward, grasps his hand in hers. "You're awake. Mitch, the nurse, please."

Harry raises his free hand to take off the mask. He wants to speak, but this won't allow him. "No, love. Got to keep it on."

Harry's eyes close, then flutter open. He stares at Y/N, his eyes kind but defiant. He takes the mask off, coughing a bit; it makes Y/N feel nauseous, knowing he's not doing so well.

"I think you need to keep it on, Harry." She says, "the nurse needs to see it when she comes in soon."

"Hey, angel," he says in a raspy voice. It sounds like he's in pain when he talks.

"Yes?" She asks.

"I'm sorry for scaring you."

Y/N shrugs, "no big deal. I wasn't even scared."

Harry smiles, showering her his dimples since she last saw him this morning. He begins to laugh but stops when it causes him to cough. Y/N lets him settle down before bending down to gently kiss him.

"Now, let that hold you over, and put the mask pack on."

Harry nods. "Anything for you, my angel."

It's a half-hour before the doctor comes in, and by that time, Harry had fallen back asleep, only just waking up a few minutes before the man walked through the door. Mitch alerted everyone outside he was awake and doing good.

Dr. Vazquez walked white coat open, displaying a purple button-up and a bright yellow tie. It puts a smile on Y/N's face.

"Hello, Mr. Styles. Glad you're awake."

"Me too, Doc. Nice tie."

Dr. Vaquez smiles, looking down at himself, "Thank you, my wife picks out my tie every morning before she heads off to work."

"Lucky man," Harry tells him.

"That I am." Dr. Vazquez replies. "You've got a mild concussion, nothing serious, but you are allowed to sleep while you're here. We've got a good team looking out for you. You've got a few burns, but those will heal nicely if properly cared for. A few deep bruises on your leg and one on your rib cage, no blood clots. It will hurt to walk for a few days."

"Nothing too bad, then," Harry sighs, relaxing in bed.

"I've looked at your charts, and it looks like you will be making a full recovery and should be back on the job in three or four weeks. In the meantime, you will need to stay overnight and keep taking in oxygen. I see the nurse changed your mask. Please don't remove this one." Harry nods. "Any questions?"

Harry shakes his head no, "Not at the moment."

"Alright, I'll be off then. I'll come to see you tomorrow midday, and we'll talk about going home. I hear you have a waiting room full of people dying to see; just be aware that visiting hours end at nine, but if you're kind to Nurse Lucy, she'll be lenient to ten."

"Thank you, Dr. Vazquez." Mitch and Y/N say in unison as the man exits the room.

"That's the quietest I've ever seen you, firebug." Harry teases.

"You hush." She lightly pats his arm.

Mitch laughs, "going to go tell them you're allowed, visitors."

Y/N and Harry sit in silence. He can tell she has something on her mind, a slight frown on her face. He wonders if it's about him if she won't be able to handle dating someone who can be hurt by the job. Harry honestly does not want to lose her.

"I'm going to step out," Y/N tells him, looking down at their joined hands, not wanting to meet his eyes.

"Y/N," Harry sighs.

"You've got lots of people waiting to see you and roughly have an hour to see them all. I'll be close by." She leans down, presses a kiss to his cheek, and walks out before he can reach out to stop her.

She steps out while a few members of his team come in to see him offering her a smile as she passes them. As much as she didn't want to leave him, she needed a moment away, and he needed a moment with his family.

God, Y/N has never felt so scared, and now a minute alone, everything is beginning to set in. She has no idea where the restroom is, and the next thing she knows, she's running into someone, but it seems they recognize her because they say her name, and the next thing she knows, she's crying, sinking to the floor. She feels arms wrap around her.

Shushes in her ear, brushing the ends of her hair. It's calming, but she needs to let all the tears she's been holding in.

"Y/N," she can now recognize the voice as Sarah's, "I'm going to help you stand and sit you in the chair.

Y/N feels herself nod.

She begins taking deep breaths, never letting Sarah pull her hand away. It is the only thing keeping her grounded.

"I got her some water." Y/N hears Frankie whisper handing it to Sarah before taking the seat to the left of her.

"I'm okay," she repeats. "I'm okay."

"Y/N," Sarah begins.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, sweetie." Frankie brushes her hair back.

"I'm supposed to be strong; I have to be strong to do this to stand by his side," Y/N tells them, beginning to let her emotions out.

"No one is expecting you not to cry."

"Bu-" Sarah interrupts her.

"No. stop. Accidents happen, and so do injuries. It's okay to be scared and hurt."

"I want to be strong for him." She whispers.

"You are. You never left his side; you talked to him. You're crying now because you care."

She wipes her eyes with her sweater sleeves. "I love him, and I was so scared that when I got the call, I'd never get to tell Harry."

"Then you tell him as soon as you walk back into his room."

"Thank you."

"Nothing to thank, I care about you, and I know Harry would be grateful to know you're not alone. You've always got us. Now let's grab something to eat, and we'll come back in an hour once all of them go home."

She chuckles. "Alright."

"Text me where you're sitting. I'll pop in to see Harry, then meet you."

"You don't have to," Y/N tells Frankie because she knows she is just as concerned about her friend.

"Are you kidding me? You're my friend first, always."

Sarah and Y/N walk down to the cafeteria. She knows she isn't okay but is feeling better, finally letting emotion out. It was only a matter of time before she let the dam break; she's just happy it was not in front of Harry.

The girls sit in the cafeteria munching on snacks for well over an hour. Mitch sends them a message letting them know all the crew has left and it's time to say goodbye for the night. Frankie wishes her goodnight downstairs with promises to come to see her tomorrow and bring her a change of clothes.

"Let's walk you back," Sarah tells her, linking their arms together.

"Do you think he'll know?" Sarah takes a good look at her and grimaces. "I'll just say I tripped, and it made me cry." Y/N jokes.

"I don't think he'll believe that."

"Yeah, me either." The girls walk out of the elevator as their laughter dies down.

They settle in silence as they make their way to his room, Sarah holding her hand leading the way. Mitch is in the chair she was in for so many hours before waiting for him to wake up. Mitch hears their footsteps and turns his head, but Harry is frowning, looking out the window at the dark sky.

Y/N doesn't know what to say, but one look at him has her heart filling up with relief; he's okay.

He's fine, and he gets to go home soon, and she gets to love him all she wants.

Harry turns his head as she steps forward. "Angel," he breathes out.

It makes her eyes well up with tears again. "I love you," she just lets it out, as if she's told Harry this every day as if she never went a moment not saying it.

"Oh my angel," Harry begins to cry, feeling overwhelmed and incredibly happy. His angel loves him, and although this isn't a perfect day, the moment is.

Mitch and Sarah sneak out quietly, shutting the door behind them to give them their privacy.

"I love you so much. Please come here." Harry replies, voice shaky.

In the next second, she's moving forward, pulling the chair as close as she can as he grabs her hands, squeezing them tightly. She leans down and presses her lips to his chapped pink lips. They move gently, pouring all their love and fears into the kiss. Telling each other that the worst is over and they are together, and they are fine. Y/N pulls back, knowing she can't kiss him as long as she'd like due to his sensitive lungs.

"Harry, I love you, and I was so scared I'd never get to say it."

"I'm sorry, angel; I never wanted you to get a call like this, at least not before talking about it."

"Me either," She sniffles, no longer able to control her tears, "but it happened, and I'm just happy you're okay."

"I'm okay," he repeats. She smiles, taking one of her hands out of his hold to wipe his tears away; Harry can't help but lean his head into her gentle touch. "I'm okay because my angel is always looking after me.

"Harry."

"It's true. I've never been luckier and safer since you came into my life." She smiles. "But there's something we have to talk about." He continues, and by the tone of his voice, it's going to be serious.

"Are you okay?"

"What? I'm fine. You're the one in a hospital bed." Her tone is defensive.

"There's something wrong. I can see it."

Y/n sighs, taking a deep breath. She takes her hand out of his hold.

Harry is quick to mask his hurt.

"I don't like that you're hurt. I hate that we aren't at home in the kitchen dancing around to your Sunday playlist as I bake you a new treat." She says in a rush.

"Hey, love, relax," he says and gestures for her to move in closer. She does so, allowing him to take hold of her hands with a firm grip this time.

"You're upset because I got hurt?" She nods in reply to his question. It's stupid because, of course, he's going to get hurt; it'd be naive to think he wouldn't in his job.

"It's part of the job." He says simply. It's something he wants her to accept and remember. She thinks back to a month into dating when he told her about his ex-girlfriend and how she couldn't handle the unknown of the job each day he left her. Y/N thought she'd be fine, but she loves him, and losing him would be something she could never recover from.

"I know. It's just not easy to see." Her voice was quiet and defeated.

"What do we do?" Harry asks, and Y/N freezes; she can feel her heart beating in her ears.

What do we do?

"What do you mean?" She can feel her hands begin to shake.

"This can happen again." He gestures to him in the hospital bed.

"I know." She says softly.

"Is this something you can handle or not?" He asks very direct. She knows this might not be the first time he's had the conversation, but she just told him she loved him, and he's questioning her. She's allowed to feel this way, but it doesn't mean she can't handle it.

"Y/N," he begins, "I'm incredibly happy with you. I see you and me together for a long time. You're it for me, but this job is my life."

"I know," she repeats. "I would never ask you to give up your job."

Harry stares at her; heartbreak passes through his eyes. "Are you asking me to give you up?

She shakes her and begs for the tears not to fall, but it's no use. She feels them falling and can't wipe them as Harry has a hold of her hands.

"Harry, I love you." He frowns as if fearing the worst. "I love you, and I'd rather love you every moment I have you than let you go now and never know what could have been."

"Oh, thank god." Harry lets out a deep breath. She giggles. "I'm sorry we couldn't have this conversation earlier; honestly, I feared if I brought it up, you could possibly break up with me, and I selfishly wanted to have you longer."

"Well, I'm not going anywhere, not if it's up to me. Seeing you laid up is hard but knowing I get to be there for you makes up for it. Also helps that I'm a nurse."

"That it does."

Y/n grins at Harry, leaning in to kiss him, short and sweet for now. Each kiss never fails to make her heart race, and due to Harry's heart monitor, she knows it does the same to him. They sit in silence, staring at each other as Harry traces small shapes against Y/N's cheeks, loving the feeling of her in his hand. Especially when she lets out a soft giggle when he hits a sensitive spot.

"Move in with me," Y/N blurts out after a while of silence.

It shocks Harry. "What?"

"Until you're better. That way, I can be your in-home nurse."

"Only until I'm better?" She nods. "So, you'll give me the boot after." Harry teases.

Y/N can feel her cheeks warming up but pushes through, "Only if you're a bad patient."

Harry smiles, dimples on full display for her, always for her. "Okay, I can be good and naughty only when you ask."

"Harry!" She gasps.

He throws his head back, laughing.

"God, I'm so lucky to love you." His words warm her heart, and she promises to tell him every day from now on.

"Now get up here and cuddle me. I got Mitch to cue up Netflix."

"Are you sure?" She stands slipping her shoes off, knowing he won't be taking no for an answer.

"Going to deprive an injured man of what he wants most?"

"Guess not."

"Good."

Y/N crawls on and lays on his side, carefully resting her head on his chest. Harry presses kiss after kiss for his comfort, knowing he will be okay and has his favorite person by his side. She chooses Legally Blonde knowing it's Harry's comfort movie as much as he tries to deny it.

For an unusual start to their Sunday, it ends right; together in bed, a hospital bed but nonetheless a bed, together arms wrapped tight around each other.

Y/N might not have liked that Harry got hurt, but he's okay, and he will recover.

That's all she could ever ask for.

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MINJI’S RELATION WITH THE DREAMIES

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MINJI + HAECHAN = MINCHAN

nct dream's jokesters, clowning/pranking everyone. If they planned some scene and they get caught, no hesitance, they both would blame the other. no one is safe from them, like literally nct dream are intimated by them both. To the point that when they're playing a game the dream members would fight and argue that minchan shouldn't be allowed together in a team

Hyuck would make minji cry from laughter (would even make her smile on her lowest days) She knows that she could tell him everything because she could count on him to fix it as well as she trust him.

Minji is always caught whipped for hyuck’s aegyo but she pretends to hate it. Minji loves getting his affection and also loves giving it to him. like most of the videos you'll either a) she her cuddling with haechan b) sitting on markhyuck's laps or c) back hugging markhyuck. To the point haechan likes to call her a koala.

They are like two peas in a pod; always together.

MINJI + MARK = MINMARK

minji sees him as an older brother figure. she has so much admiration as well as respect for him. They are each other's pillar. Since mark is the leader he has so much stress and pressure pilling up on his shoulder, so minji would always offer him and all the member a shoulder to cry on. she would listen to his for hours and vice versa. She loves mark to bits.

He would always compliment her to raise her confidence. saying small but meaningful things. Literally if he gets a call from her asking for help he would drop whatever is in his hand and go running to minji.

Mark would wanna protect her from everything!! When she gets hurt he’ll be one of the first people to check on her. Okay, so when minji’s sick he would TRY cook minji a meal. he would always sleep in the room till he knows she won’t wake up when she’s sick. he's on her emergency contact.

Very very clingy. They would cuddle while watching movies. He would also spoil her with love. She’s whipped for him. she's literally in the I love mark fanclub. He always would brush her hair and try to braid it. he likes pinching her cheeks because it's soft. he takes care of her a lot but like without her knowing; forgot her water, he'll gently place it next to her

MINJI + CHENLE = MINLE

The Tom and Jerry of NCT Dream, arguing 247 about literally anything. They teases each other all the time esp chenle. Lele calling Minji short is a must! Also exposing each other is normal. (Mostly chenle) So it’s an older brother and younger sister scenario. Chenle acts like an older brother towards minji.

Chenle adores minji so much like he finds her adorable. In his eyes, he is her father. He finds her so cute, like literally she'll be doing anything and you'll hear him call her cute. He would teach her Chinese and would get so proud of her whenever she says anything in Chinese

He has a habit of ruffling her hair. Like when she’s scolding him, he would sometimes say okay and ruffle her hair which annoys her so fucking much.He lowkey finds her the cutest.

He would laugh whenever she does anything cute He never called her nonna before instead, he would say “minji-ya” despite her being older by 6 months. She told him before he can be friends with her instead of always saying Noona.

MINJI + RENJUN = MINJUN

minji loves renjun so much like literally they go way back. he takes really good care of her and she as well takes great care of him. they do thing without the other knowing. for example, minji if she cold he'll give her his jacket. sm would overwork her to the point of exhaustion. Recently at the dream concert, minji was at the point of nearly fainting and she had to put most of her weight on renjunnie. they see each other as they're soulmates.

MINJUN is one of the most popular ships in nct. Very into skinship. well its one-sided. minji is the one usually indicating the hugs and cuddles. sm would always try to give minji more work as in modeling, acting or something even as a solo-artist to avoid her working with nct dream. im not saying all the time but during we young era as well as a few times in ridin. like she wouldn't be in most of the content and promotions. and renjun would usually mention her and make some off-handed comment about how she's everywhere and doesn't have time for herself and as well as for the members

minji really does admire renjun as well as adore him. when her mother died it was extremely hard for minji. The dream members were there for her but renjun really helped her go passed that hard time in her life. she's forever in debt to him

you know that TikTok trend lalala & okokok; minji would be lalalala, and renjun would be okokokok. he would stare at her with love eyes like he adores her so much. renjun acts if he's older then her by years even though its only 1 year difference

MINJI + JENO = MINO

literally this man spoils minji to death, both by money and affections. like he's always carrying her or her things. Usually for her birthday he would go all out with his gifts. They get each other like no need to talk they can just sit there silently and they wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Jeno and Minji would always have deep conversations and enjoy each other presence.

Jeno sometimes would carry her around since a) she enjoys it and b) the stylist would give her killer heels and she wouldn't be able to walk around in it without it hurting. most of the behind the scene would be him carrying minji around

Jeno sees minji as a daughter more than a little sister. He finds her so cute. Babies her 247. Minji had a difficult time during 2022 with the amount of schedules they had, she would go rant to jeno and he would listen to every word and would let her finish before giving her advice.

he loves to listen to her talk about things that she loves. like minji loves talking about scientifically things, jeno doesn't know much but he would listen since it would make her happy as well as when she's passionate about something he get so happy. He loves watching her talk her tiny heart away about anything even if he doesn't understand or enjoys it.

MINJI + JAEMIN = 2MIN

minji finds him the funniest mf in the group. literally she would be sobbing from laughter. she would like to rile him up to see his reaction both her and haechan. minji loves hates his aegyo she cringys so badly during the moment but when she rewatches it later she finds him adorable.

jaemin would always nag minji, telling her to eat and drink water. since she would literally always forget. He gets stressed from her habits of forgetting to the point he'll pack some snacks for her. multiple times minji had gone into diet because of the company and jaemin would literally force her to eat.

her mother, he's literally her mother. jaemin would alway cook for her and play with her. like he finds her so cute as if she's a child. he's so affectionate with minji. always hugging her, bitting her and kissing her.

she likes to talk with him about deep personal matter, things that would bother her. He doesn't reply only listens, because he knows that she wants a listening ear. He would literally walk over fire for her happiness since he saw the lowest shes ever been (during her mother's death) and that caused him to always watch out for the girl.

MINJI + JISUNG = MINSUNG

minji spoils this boy so much. Like literally she cooks, buys and babies him. Jisung finds minji adorable and always tells her that he should have been older. Jisung feels so comfortable around minji, her presence is relaxing.

Jisung loves to compare their heights, but he always get shock by the results. Like he can't comprehend that she's shorter than him by a lot. Minji would alway get sulky and he would find that so cute. He's always leaning on her and comparing their hands.

He calls her noona, since minji wanted him too. at first he was upset but lately he got used to it. Minji always says that jisung feels like her son, like when he does something she feels so proud. She loves to take care of him by doing literally anything. Minji loves to hug jisung and kiss him even though he pushes her away she still tries.

He soft for minji and minji is soft for him. whenever jisung is talking about something or saying some nonsense, minji would always look at him with stars in her eyes, literally she's heads over heels for jisung

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A ranking of all the TTT stories in order of how much I liked them.

(Oh god this is so long)

1 My Mother's Axe

BABY ANDYYYYYYYYYYYY. Honestly this one had the trifecta of developing a character's motivations, developing a character's backstory, & developing their personality. The story starting out with Andy teaching Nile to use the axe was so charming and fun, and you could feel that chemistry they had in Opening Fire, the way they teased and bickered with each other so naturally. I loved the wedge between them on the subject of the axe, how Nile was perhaps a little too young to understand Andy's feelings about whether or not its the 'same' axe. I also love how the axe is obviously the symbol of the franchise and hugely important, but you never get a sense of exactly how important it is to Andy until you read the story.

I love the entire Ship of Theseus theme, and how it feels so natural that for Andy she has to get attached to the idea of things rather than the things themselves because she'll always outlive the things themselves-- the axe is symbolically her mom's axe, even if physically it isn't. And I love how she clearly clings to that concept so tightly. "This is the labrys she held in her hands...." IT GETS ME.

And the fact that this sense of BELONGING, of FAMILY, of CULTURE is so important to Andy that she clings to it (figuratively and literally) with both hands. And of course it's important to her, she spent so long alone that the woman doesn't even remember her birth name. That axe (or the idea of that axe) is all she has left of her mother and that family/culture she was born into.

PLUS on that note I love how Andy doesn't remember if her mom was her actual biological mother, but it doesn't matter to her. This woman was her mother in all the ways that counted. And how her mom BETRAYED AND KILLED Andy but Andy loved her so much that she avenged her and carried her axe for thousands of years. THOUSANDS OF YEARS!!!!!!

I also loved how the story transcends the timeline of the whole franchise and seeing Andy through the years. Loved seeing her with the varying squads and with varying axes. Also baby Andy was so cute. It was cool seeing her so young. like holy fuck. Andromache The Scythian, Immortal Warrior (but smol). Love that.

Also I think this one is one of the few ttt stories that doesn't suffer from length problems.

tldr: goddammit greg you've done it again.

2 Zanzibar and Other Harbors

Zanzibar my beloved. I've said before, but it's downright comedic how little regard there was for Joe and Nicky's character designs in this story. The same person who does the colors for the regular comic did the colors for this one too, and you can tell, every panel of this story was Beautiful.

Ik there was A Lot of criticism of this one (lmao @ how the fandom had no idea what was to come) but I thought a lot of The Discourse was a bit dramatic. I did think Nicky came off as a little oblivious to Joe's feelings in this story, but I've said before, I honestly think that was a 'tone not translating' thing. It felt like Nicky was nagging Joe for [checks notes] saving innocent people, but Joe was so amused by Nicky's complaints I really do think it was supposed to come off as teasing.

Plus I know the 'Joe running off into danger and Nicky reluctantly following' dynamic wasn't popular (I'm a pretty meh on it meself) but I did love how Joe's impulsiveness (if you want to call it that) was interpreted as heroism and not hot-hotheadedness. All of the examples Nicky and Joe talked about included Joe explicitly saving people. (and it also took A Lot for the nazi to actually provoke Joe).

I also feel like their characterization here was closest to the movie canon-- the bit where they hear the woman scream and Joe goes running in to save her while Nicky swoops in on Joe's heels to comfort her while Joe and the nazi were fighting reminds me of the train car scene. Joe had suggested First that they go find Nile because she needed to be protected, and Nicky later added that Nile probably also needed emotional support. Similar reactions.

But it was So Good, the themes of queer community and the enduring nature of queer culture are Not themes you see in media that often and it was such a delight how it was done. Also it's one of the few more modern TTT stories that has a completely valid excuse for taking place when it did. Chef's kiss.

3 Passchendaele

I love the Duality between seeing baby Andy and then seeing Mama Andy in the very next issue. This story doesn't have a ton of meat to it, but the entire concept of Andy adopting a war orphan straight off the battlefield PLUCKS MY TENDER LITTLE HEARTSTRINGS, and I think it's especially poignant for comic!Andy. I think most people wouldn't think twice about movie!Andy doing something like that but comic Andy is so hardened and almost cruel sometimes, and seeing that even for her the world hasn't beaten all of the compassion from her yet is SO!!!!!!! this woman contains MULTITUDES okay, she's violent and angry and tired and Done but she's also so kind and compassionate and THE STRENGTH OF HER!!!!! Also the idea of her and Yitzhak co-raising a kid together is so damn cute. It was #mysterious pre-Yitzhak-story but now it's cute. holy fuck. It's cute.

& the headbonk panel of her and Zeus lives in my heart. anyways.

4 Many Happy Returns

I Know people weren't thrilled about Booker being in this one, but I've developed a pet-peeve about that: this story was *not* booker-centric. Booker only exists in this story to the extent required to explain the importance of the gesture Nile makes towards him. If there was a story about Booker making some grand gesture of kindness to Nile no one would be saying it was Nile-centric. bc it wouldn't be! Booker exists in this story to explore Nile's kindness, its not about him. I saw that a couple times and it bothered me. anyways.

AAAAAAAAAA I loved this one, the art was beautiful, I loved how Andy Nile and Booker were drawn (like their comic selves but.. more looking like actual people). I loved Andy and Nile's Bants, how Andy wanted to jump right in and Do Violence but Nile was basically telling her to hold her horses.

I feel like I'm just repeating the post I made on this story a few days ago, but I LOVED how Nile's plan revolves not around violence or Cool Mercenary Skills but on Nile's own life skills (as she canonly did a lot of minimum wage job-hopping before the marines in comics canon). Her plan used her skills, not the skills of an immortal warrior, and HER SKILLS were in fact more useful for the situation! lov to see Nile's resourcefulness and planning skills.

AND HOW NILE WAS PROBABLY WATCHING BOOKER??? it's so Much bc 1.) nile knew booker A SINGLE DAY and yet he made such an impression on her emotionally that she had to keep an eye on him and 2.) she said in the movie she wanted Booker to get off free with an apology. Yes she's a member of the team but that doesn't mean she's necessarily going to follow orders like a good little soldier. I also love how she convinced Andy to go along with it. her HEART, her KINDNESS, her THOUGHTFULNESS, UGH.

5 The Bear

Honestly I have like no negative things to say about this one other than a.) character design issues which is less about the story itself and is more of a 'tog comic in general' criticism and b.) too short, but it was supposed to be a tease, so.

But I loved Yitzhak, I wasn't expecting to really like him at all but like I said in my other post, he tickled me. I love characters who are Kind™, especially if they have little reason to be so given their backgrounds. Chef's kiss. Lov him.

6 Bonsai Shokunin

I know this one was a little controversial bc of the outsider POV but whenever I see people upset about that they never point out that the Outsider Guy (the samurai) existed as a reflection on Noriko. His ideas are explained in the text to develop hers. The whole story follows how she gave mercy to a scared young man and in response he murdered Noriko, repeatedly! Who gave him the right to inflict such pain and suffering on the world? In his opinion, the lack of response from the gods was his permission. And for Noriko-- over and over again she dies and suffers because she gave mercy, which lines up with her ideas in FM about how it's their fate to rule mortals and if they don't align with that plan/fate/whatever then they suffer. It shows some background to those ideas and how they developed in her mind outside of Ocean Madness™. Additionally, his idea of 'the Gods have done nothing to strike me down so it's fine if I do these things' kind of explains how Noriko may justify her own morally corrupt actions-- she's died so many times and it's never stuck. Maybe if she did die any of those times, or while she was in the water, maybe that would've been a sign she was doing something right, or at least doing something normal. But she hasn't died. Fate isn't done with Noriko yet. And maybe there's a reason for that. In her mind, it's just not a very pleasant reason, is all.

There were things I was kind of meh about tho. I did kind of wish we saw something of Noriko and the team, or smth explaining the way she was before her dip in the pool-- personality, likes dislikes, etc. but it wasn't bad or anything. It was super vague tho, I had to read it a few times before I got what it was going for. Liked the art. Liked the bonsai metaphor. And of course I Respect the decision to use the 1300s (1200s? I don't remember off the top of my head) rather than using the last 200 years.

7 Strong Medicine

Honestly looking back, this one made me kind of sad because both this one and Bonsai Shokunin explored character's ideas on Fate and The Divine and how that intersects with immortality and I totally thought that theme would be continued, especially with Love Letters. But Then It Wasn't™.

Admittedly.... I had to re-read this one to remember most of it. I liked Booker's ideas on God, 'The conductor of the symphony just may not be very good at his trade' but the plot itself was kind of forgettable. Some fuckin cowboys try to kill a doctor (their second) because he couldn't save their sickly brother. Book tries to stop them, gets killed, and then comes back and kills them all before they get the doctor. Alright. I liked the artstyle because the characters were ugly in a similar way that leandro's are, but way more bearable.

I love the Irony of Booker concluding that there is no such thing as fate or destiny and nothing has meaning, AS HE UNKNOWINGLY SAVES MERRICK'S GRANDFATHER FROM BEING KILLED. Booker getting fucked over by life/god/destiny yet again. It also kind of explains about where the fuck hell Merrick's interest in immortal mercenaries even came from.

I originally had this one a lot higher and then I thought about it and moved it down like two spots.

8 Never Gets Old

I liked seeing Booker interact with his kid. And we got a name for the kid! Philippe was a little bitch though, he was a little obnoxious. I liked how Booker was so thrilled to experience a restaurant with his kid (and since we know he was there before, it can be assumed he went with all of his kids and yet he was so charmed each time). It fits with his line to Nicky in the moon landing story about how you don't appreciate beautiful things 'unless you have someone to share them with'. It was charming to see Booker interact with his kid, and to see him so happy. Also lmao @ Booker's big fat Ye Olde Crush on Andy.

However at the same time it was like.. of all the things to write about,,, I guess? Booker's Night Out...... alright. Especially since Book had so many stories.

I don't know, it was alright. The old man killing him really came out of nowhere, (but the 'Salut, asshole!' panel was funny tho).

9 How To Make a Ghost Town

I've hit a point where talking about these stories has gotten less fun. I liked this one but I felt like Achilles getting lynched was not really necessary for a story that was already tragic (a story that already involved Achilles doing a lot of suffering at the hand of bigots). When we first got the blurb for this story I thought it would be about Andy returning to the squad and making friends with Booker after losing Achilles and them butting heads on the idea of family and when to cut off ties. So a little bit of my underwhelmedness about this one might be just my expectations being different.

Honestly I was pretty interested in Andy and Achilles' relationship and I would've liked to see more of them-- like, what was their dynamic like? What did they love about each other?

But anyways Andy leaving and Achilles getting killed anyways feels so pointlessly tragic (which I suppose is the point..... I don't like tragedies) she left to save him and yet people killed him anyway. Meh.

I did love the bits about Andy wanting to have a domestic life (Andy and her multitudes again) and the little detail about how she buried her axe near the road but he buried his guns under his bed-- he was an escaped slave, he never had the luxury of assuredness like Andy did. It was a sad story.

10 Lacus Solitudinis

'You put this one above love letters crim??? how could you???' easy, lmao.

There was stuff in this one I liked. But to talk about stuff I didn't like: (I'll keep it brief, I know ragging on this story has been done time and time again)

UH, setting aside the 6 year cold shoulder between Joe and Nicky, I thought their chosen method of conflict resolution was... bad at best. Nicky's inability to talk about his feelings was also annoying, especially since the entire point of this story is a fight Joe and Nicky had, and yet we don't get both sides to the story, which is...... important? That fact is especially annoying bc in the absence of Nicky explaining his side of the story, it's absolutely a possible (and admittedly probably unintentional) interpretation of the text that we do get that Joe routinely resolves conflict between him and Nicky by simply cutting Nicky out of his life entirely until Nicky just. caves? Even if it takes years?

WHICH i could get into that interpretation and how fucked up i find it. but im not going to. out of restraint.

I don't know, I think there are a lot of interesting ways to go about this conflict but 'Nicky wants to kill a guy and Joe refuses to acknowledge his existence until he stops because he thinks Nicky is too much of a Good Boy to get his hands dirty like that' ('I wont watch as the world turns his (...) compassion into something ugly'. ) wasn't.. how I would've done it. (I mean you know Joe doesn't give a shit about what Nicky is doing in a moral way, because Joe doesn't even care or mention that Booker is killing those cops too. Joe only cares because he doesn't like the idea of Nicky changing in a way he finds undesirable.)

admittedly I've said before, I do like the emphasis Joe's reaction puts on Nicky's kindness. Joe has a complete inability to cope with Nicky simply Not Being Kind. It speaks to the steadiness of Nicky's compassion all those years. but still that fact doesn't make it the conflict feel worth it

hm. I said I would be brief and I wasn't.

oh well. basically I thought there was interesting conflict potential there but it wasn't done the way I would've liked, and the way it was done leaves a lot of disturbing (and again probably unintended) interpretations to lie.

What I did like? Andy and Joe having that pessimist/optimist dynamic. Joe nerding out about science. Andy not being impressed by The Achievements Of Man. I loved Booker needling at Nicky about his outdated slang and also trying to give him Older Brother advice practically in the same breath. I loved Booker giving The Worst relationship advice ever and Nicky being like 'I Will Not Do That, Ever, Thanks.' the family vibes were so good. The Joenicky vibes left a lot to be desired tho.

11 Love Letters

I talked about my problems with Nicky in this story (and Lacus Solitudinis). I don't know, the story isn't bad but I do hold a little bit of a grudge towards it because its very existence begs the existence of a solo Joe story and we didn't get one. If we never got this story, then we could happily count Lacus Solitudinis and Zanzibar as The Joenicky Stories™ and move on with our lives. sigh.

I remember when we first got the blurb for this story I was really curious about why Nicky specifically + the setting, and the answer kind of feels like 'the author had an idea for a story like this and saw ttt as a good enough place to utilize that idea'. Plus I was really underwhelmed by the Romantic Sentiment in the letter. If you look at it line-by-line, the majority of the letter is actually Nicky talking about how lonely and disturbed he is, rather than actual,, yknow,,, Romantic Sentiment. I mean, compare the van speech and this letter and this letter is just kind of meh in comparison. I liked nicky calling joe wise! and I liked the brief sun/moon metaphor! and otherwise it was eh. It didn't even have cute squad banter, which is why Lacus Solitudinis is above this one.

12 An Old Soul

Nun orgy. Nun orgy?????? Nun orgy.......

The whole story felt like a setup to have a nun orgy. Why did Booker have abs? Why did they do that to Andy's nose? ?????? the art was good at least.

nun orgy.

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SILK-Should I Let him Know[EN]:Chapter 1

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Three individuals...

Neither one of them knows what was bound to happen.

They're enrolled as sixth grade students, they are not very close to each other even though they are classmates. They all went quiet when Mrs. Dowager came in...

"Guys! Do you know what date it is today?" The teacher asked them.

"Uhm... July-XX-XXX?" One student asked.

The most enigmatic and boy-mannered female...

Phoebe.

"Good. Then, we all need to greet Zack today since it's his birthday!" Mrs. Dowager explained.

Greetings filled the room, you can't even seem to understand it anymore.

They even sang him a birthday song.

"Oh boy..." Phoebe did not sing along and covered her ears.

She was annoyed with the perky voices of her classmates.

When the song was over Phoebe stopped covering her ears...

"Glad that's over..." She whispered.

Just then, Mrs. Dowager went to the front to show something to the class...

"By the way, class I have a surprise for you! Tada!!!" The teacher pulled up the sheets of that's covering the big glass container.

"Eww!!! Frogs?!!!" One said. Her name was Zoriah...

The class muse.

"What are we gonna do with them?" The other one asked...

His name was Zack.

The popular one.

He's a midget level athlete.

Member of the school's soccer team.

"We're gonna dissect them! Isn't it great?" The teacher said.

"Dissect?" The fat one asked.

He was the school bully named Josh.

"We're gonna cut them by method. Don't be afraid kids, we're gonna teach you. We'll do it by Friday." The teacher said.

"First of all, we're not afraid. Secondly, we're not kids anymore, most of us are 12, and last thing is that, I think we need to let them go for we should not cut anything that's not food." Phoebe said while chewing gum.

"Phoebe... The gum please." The teacher laid her palm and she spit the gum into Mrs. Dowager's hands.

After class...

Phoebe sneaked into the Laboratory to let go of the frogs.

Ever since she saw the frogs, it has been her mission.

When she went broke into the window, she was about to scream when a boy held her mouth quiet.

It was Zack.

"I don't know what you're trying to prove but it's easier if you went through the unlocked door over there." He pointed at the door of the Lab.

"Here to steal the frogs too?" Asked Phoebe.

When they got to the empty Aquarium, they saw another one who was about to scream but they both held her mouth shut...

It was Zoriah.

"Mmm!!!" They let go when they remembered that their hands are still blocking Zoriah's mouth.

"Sorry..." Both said in unison.

They looked at Zoriah.

"What? Is it a crime to be beautiful and a pet-lover at the same time?" Zoriah asked.

Zack was stunned.

Ever since, he already got a huge crush on the girl but doesn't know how to bring it up.

Phoebe looked at Zack.

She was crushed when she saw her crush, crushing his crush.

Hope this made sense.

Well, somehow, she always asked the question at the top of her head...

Should I let him know?

She shook her head and opened her mouth again...

"No Zoriah. What we're doing now is THE CRIME." Phoebe reiterated.

When they got a hold of the frogs, they went at the back of the school to let go of them, they found a well and Zoriah had an idea.

"If we let them go, they'll just be caught again and be dissected. The well, we need to throw them in there." She said.

"No, there's no way out of the deep well..." Phoebe said.

"Hey!!! What are you geeks up to?! I'll tell on you!!!" When the class bully Josh chased them, all three frogs jumped into the well.

"Darn!" Phoebe pulled Zack and Zoriah by the hand and they ran as fast as they could.

Josh did what he needed to do.

They all went to detention by letting go of the frogs for dissection.

After the sulking hours of detention, they decided to meet in an All-dessert Restaurant called The Cookie Jar.

"We have to get those frogs out of there." Said Phoebe.

"Yeah, but how?" Zoriah asked.

"The only way is to... Go down the well." Zack suggested something so dangerous.

The next day... The class was over and they have decided to go ahead with their plan.

They made a long net using the school mop and their tied handkerchiefs to catch the frogs from the well.

Zack was trying to bend over for the net to reach the bottom part of the well.

But... The rod fell and Zack slipped from the mouth of the well...

As quickly as they could... The two girls tried to pull Zack's legs but... They all fell down... Inside the deep, dark well.

After a few minutes... All of them woke up. They're okay. Well, sort of. Zoriah has a few bruises. Zack has a little arm injury. But the worse of all... Phoebe. She suffered a severe leg injury.

The weird thing is that, she never cried even when she can no longer stand.

"Phoebe!!!" Zoriah screamed when she saw Phoebe's leg bleeding.

"A-are you okay Phoebe?! Help! Somebody let us out of here!" Zack asked for help...

After hours of screaming for help and trying to get out, they were able to pile all the rocks and three-feet more and they'll be out of there.

"Guys, go, I'll give you a lift! Rescue me after you both got out." Zoriah and Zack was shocked when Phoebe tried to stand with one feet.

"B-but?" Zoriah said.

Zack held Zoriah's hand.

"Y-you heard her. We'll get her out don't worry." Zack said.

Even though Phoebe wanted to throw up...

She just doesn't have time to meddle with their puppy love right now.

Both Zack and Zoriah got out of the well...

Then, they sought help from the school personnel they saw.

At the end of the day... They we're able to rescue Phoebe but... Phoebe was badly injured.

Little did they know... Phoebe still saved the frogs and kept it from school. She did not want them to get hurt and be dissected. One way or the other. So while she was inside the well, she kept them safe and warm in her pocket.

The doctors said she will not be able to walk anymore.

Zoriah and Zack tried to visit her but their parents won't let them. Phoebe's parents was so angry because of what happened... They ended up transferring Phoebe to another school and moving to another city...

The connection between the three broke... They have lived sepearate lives...

Even Zoriah went overseas to continue her studies there.

Zack... The same trouble maker turned popular High School jock... Stayed in the same neighborhood and studied in a school just few blocks away from his street.

Phoebe has been through surgery and therapy but... Her right leg is not getting any better. She's not in a wheelchair anymore. She's now using a crutch. Atleast, there's an improvement.

Although, she was a late bloomer, she became prettier with still the same boyish attitude that she's known for. Good thing she had souvenirs from their deed that's pretty much keeping her occupied.

One: Her leg injury.

Two: The frogs.

She did not let go of it. They are keeping her busy as she kept the three frogs inside an empty glass aquarium.

She treats them as pets. As she has a very unique taste when it comes to pets. Hell. She will baby-sit an Anaconda if it's possible. Too fearless.

The moment that Zack graduated highschool... It was already an achievement for him. Because he's not really an over-achiever. He's just your average athlete. He still enrolled at the nearest University...

"Zack... You're mom said you enrolled alone yesterday. What course did you sign up for?" His Dad asked.

"Biology." He answered. He took up Biology as he was reminded of someone when the topic is caring about life-forms.

"Bat-shit crazy and weird girl. Hell. She'll take care of a fly if she has too." He whispered.

"What's that son? Did you say something?" His dad asked.

"Nothing Dad." He said smiling.

As Zack is on his way to school... On the other hand... Little did he know that Phoebe and her family came back to the city. Phoebe also enrolled in a nearby University. Phoebe was preparing her things inside the car. She took up the course Biology for she just loves the type of Science and how fascinated she is about it. She was an excellent student and graduated with honors. As she was preparing her things she muttered under her breath...

"I've missed you home-town... I'm looking forward for the things you will throw at me... I'm not scared anymore." Phoebe whispered.

"What's that honey?" Her mom said.

"Nothing." Phoebe answered. A glint of anticipation in her eyes to begin her new chapter.

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Characters/Cast/Face Claims (But feel free to think of your own):

Vanessa Hudgens as Phoebe

Robert Pattinson as Zack

Emma Stone as Zoriah

Jamie Dornan as Josh/Joshua

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[Insinuation 2.7]

(Sorry about posting these out of chronological order; I didn't have a Tumblr blog yet when I first posted this one. Also, consider my liveblogs of 1.1 -> 2.6 lost to the ether.) [Insinuation 2.7] Brian and Alec were good looking guys, in very different ways. Lisa was, on the sliding scale between plain and pretty, more pretty than not. So Taylor admits to checking all of them out and also to finding them all attractive. Undersider harem when? Bug Please don't stick please don't stick I still want her name to be something cool like Myriad, but there's bound to be something of a joke to it. Lisa, though, put one of her arms around my shoulders and gave me a one-armed squeeze of a hug. She was a little older than I was, so she was just tall enough to be at the perfect height to do it. What caught me off guard was how nice the gesture felt. Taylor is attracted to girls theory: Confirmed?????? Actually, I get the impression that Lisa is supposed to be this but it's not quite coming across right and makes it seem like she has a thing for Taylor. We passed a twenty-something artist and his girlfriend, sitting on the sidewalk with paintings propped up around them. The girl waved at Lisa as we walked by, and Lisa waved back. Guessing she's an important character, a cape probably, but not one of the Undersiders. Circus? Spitfire? IDK I know too few names at this point. Alternatively, that was Uber and Leet. If that's the case, Leet was probably the girl and Uber the artist. If Tattletale's really a hacker, it'd make sense for her to be friends with someone named Leet. I supposed they might have a TiVo, though I’d never seen one. TiVo?????? Seriously, though, the Undersiders have a pretty fucking sweet loft. Also, Alec's an artist apparently. Knowing young fiction, this will either be the only thing he talks about ever or he'll never mention it again. ```“I’m jealous,” I admitted, meaning it.

“Dork,” Alec said, “What are you jealous for?”

“I meant it’s cool,” I protested, a touch defensively.

Lisa spoke before Alec could reply, “I think what Alec means is that this is your place now too. This is the team’s space, and you’re a member of the team, now.”How all great friendships start.“Last time he went up against Shadow Stalker, he came back here and bled all over a white couch,” Lisa groused, “nine hundred dollar couch and we had to replace it.”

“Fucking Shadow Stalker,” Alec commiserated.OOOH! Shadow Stalker sounds like they might be a rival villain. (Part of Faultline's group, maybe? Or perhaps the Empire, though the Undersiders don't seem to have major issues with them yet.) Can't wait to see them.Brian came back from the other end of the loft, raising his voice to be heard as he approached, “Rache’s not here, and neither are her dogs. She must be walking them or working. Dammit. I get stressed when she’s out.” He approached the couches and saw Alec sprawled on the one.OK now I'm 99% percent sure Brian and this Rachel girl are a couple, or he wants them to be. Or alternatively, she really is a mass-murderer with a dog fetish and that's why he's worried. Either way, isn't her identity public? If so, _why_ does she walk her own dogs, instead of having the other Undersiders do it for her? Indication of obsession? Possessiveness? Or maybe they have someone who can disguise people; Regent, maybe? Not sure if it would fit with his name, though. Regent, to me, suggests he might be part of some sort of Parahuman lineage (not sure how far back it could possibly go, since didn't Scion only appear in the 80s?) and that his power is _really fucking good_. He's their heavy hitter, the one who packs the most punches. Maybe he's a mini-Superman, complete with the "powers as the plot demands".“We’ll get you one,” he said, like it wasn’t even a concern. It probably wasn’t. “We generally haul in anywhere from ten grand to thirty-five grand for a job. That gets divided four ways… five ways now that you’re on the team.”Sounds like Taylor will be rich very quickly; she'll probably be against spending the money at first but give in after a little. She is the Queen Of Slippery Slopes, after all. In fact, I suspect the Undersiders are aware of that, b/c of Tattletale and are actively baiting her into falling all the way down and becoming a villain. However, they probably won't like the new, unrestricted Taylor Hebert.“I do know everything,” Lisa said, “It’s my power.”Still thinking superpowered hacker, possibly with some sort of tinkery flavor to it, with a probable focus on spying on and tracking people.“What?” I said, interrupting Brian. My heartbeat quickened, though I hadn’t exactly been relaxed to begin with, “You’re omniscient?”

Lisa laughed, “No, no. I do know things though. My power tells me stuff.”

Swallowing hard, hoping I wasn’t drawing attention by doing so, I asked, “Like?” Like why I was joining their team?

Lisa sat forward and put her elbows on her knees, “Like how I knew you were at the library when I sent me the messages. If I felt like it, and if I had the know how, I’m sure I could have figured it out by breaking into the website database and digging through the logs to find the address you connected from, but my power just let me skip that step like that.” She snapped her fingers.Damn it. I was wrong, wasn't I? But honestly that's a _horrifying_ power; she just _knows_ things she shouldn't. Like "everything about everyone ever", apparently. Perhaps it's some sort of weird form of clairvoyance; her power sees everything going on at once, but she can focus it on a specific person/area and it'll relay whatever it finds to her for her to make sense of with her deductive skills. Like having an omnipresent, invisible and intangible drone. Heck, maybe she's lying and she's just a Tinker with a specialty in surveillance and cloaking; would certainly explain how Rachel's able to regularly go outside, seemingly.Not giving him a chance to reply, she turned to me and explained, “My power fills in the gaps in my knowledge. I generally need some info to start from, but I can use details my power feeds me to figure out more stuff, and it all sort of compounds itself, giving me a steady flow of info.”Honestly I'm not entirely sure what she means by this, but it definitely seems like _every single one_ of my guesses as to her power was wrong.Lisa’s smile widened, “I’ll admit I cheated there. Figuring out passwords is pretty easy with my power. I dig through the PHQ’s digital paperwork and enjoy a little reality TV by way of their surveillance cameras when I’m bored. It’s useful because I’m not only getting the dirt from what I see, hear and read, but my power fills in the details on stuff like changes in their routine and the team politics.”At least I was right about her tendency to spy on people. And the PHQ's the _Protectorate_ ENE HQ, right? So essentially where the heroes work, and possibly live. Makes sense that Taylor wouldn't want to join the Wards if it's actually like that; she rather seems to enjoy having _something_ of a normal life and the ability to just go home and get away from this, to just be her father's daughter for a while. (Angsty plot twist: He's actually her stepdad, in addition to being a cape (maybe Armsmaster if he isn't a villain; tinkers seem sufficiently bullshit for that to work, and he was relatively nice to Taylor, if a bit businesslike-- _just like her father_.) and she learns both of these secrets at an inopportune time (perhaps after her first mission with the Undersiders?) and ends up leaving him and her civilian ID behind and moving in with the Undersiders full-time.)she grinned her vulpine smileNo way this isn't a fandom meme. Honestly, this just feels like such a memetic phrase and Wildbow _just keeps using it_. There are other ways to call someone sly and mischevious that don't involve how foxlike their smile is. Still thinking she's going to end up with Taylor, eventually and probably only temporarily. Unless she's also a double-agent. Would explain why she hasn't been the nicest to Taylor (she went out of her way to mess with her...), despite seemingly wanting her to join the team and seemingly caring about her. Grue, Alec and Rachel probably aren't going to double-cross the team, however. They seem like they're actually villains, albeit probably sympathetic ones. I can't wait to hear how despite seeming to only be in it for the money, they all have tragic backstories. Actually, perhaps having a tragic backstory is part of gaining powers; Taylor's got a lot of trauma and the Danny interlude did suggest that things turned from idyllic to tragic rather fast. And logically speaking, it makes sense that the villains would all have a lot of mental trauma; they're the people who society has chewed up and spat right out. Calling it right now that every Undersider is some kind of minority or other oppressed group: Brian: Black, possibly not straight. Possibly a single (adoptive?) parent? He seems close to the other Undersiders, so it doesn't seem like he'd live away from them by choice. If he's got a kid who he's desperately trying to keep away from this, things suddenly make sense. Or maybe a little sister/brother (I'm leaning towards sister), if he's too young to even be adopting children? Either way, he's definitely doing this for someone else's sake. If said person is old enough (i.e. 13+; I don't think the Undersiders would employ such a small child), they'll probably join the Undersiders after a few arcs of melodrama. Or if they're not, they'll do it (complete with the melodrama) after they grow up. Which Wildbow may only do so they can be paired with whichever Undersider doesn't get paired up, since I'm 100% sure they're going to end up a set of three couples, instead of a proper team of five. Bonus points if this hypothetical sister thinks Brian's a hero before learning the considerably more unsavory truth. Alec: He's definitely either gay or bi. There is no way that boy is straight. Also, he's got a French name, which is a pretty good sign he's going to be a Flamboyant Gay, especially if he picked it for himself. Lisa: A woman, also gay (probably). Possibly asexual, maybe? (She's definitely not aromantic, though; there needs to be at least something to use for shipping bait and "will-they-or-won't-they" tension, as Worm is basically YA.) Rachel: Maybe she's transgender? I'm guessing here. Didn't Taylor describe her as unladylike in appearance or something like that? Also possibly a butch lesbian* / gender non-conforming in some other way. *If she's a lesbian, Tattletale isn't one. It's a rule of how these things work. Though in that case, Tattletale wouldn't be a proper token character and would instead exist as a plot device / excuse for exposition and probably only exists to avert the Smurfette principle.They didn’t get a chance to tell me. I heard barking from downstairs. A matter of heartbeats later I was standing, three paces from the couch. Three snarling dogs had me backed against the wall, drool flying from their mouths as their teeth gnashed and snapped for my hands and face.``` Rachel can't control her dogs = confirmed? Or maybe she's a bit more unhinged than I was thinking, or both? I'm currently thinking that she's actually the sweetest and most innocent of the Undersiders, appearances be damned (it also makes her alias of "Bitch" rather ironic), but I could be extremely wrong. Since she works with dogs, she also probably has some skill as a vet, and probably acts as the Undersiders' medic as well.

I'm also starting to think that the Undersiders are using their actual names, and that they really do trust Taylor. Unless they're all lying about their names to each other as well as to Taylor, though they seem too much like fire-forged friends for that.

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