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maybank-starkey-obx · 4 years

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The Start of Something New

Chapter 5 — Bonfire

Pairing: JJ x Reader

Synopsis: JJ and you have been best friends for years. JJ’s dad doesn’t care about him, and you’re emancipated neither of you really want to go to college, so you say fuck it, take all your life savings and move to yucatán and open a surf shop. Where things could get interesting between you two!

Warnings: Swearing, underage drinking, might be some spelling errors!!

“This has got to be the place,” JJ groans at you and you look at him.

“Why are you so... moody?” You ask him.

“(Y/N), we’ve been to over 6 houses in the last 4 hours. I’m tired, and I don’t understand how none of these satisfy you,” he tells you and you laugh. “Not funny dude.”

“I’m trying to find the right place for us J,” you tell him.

“Is this it!?” He asks.

“Ummmm,” you joke to get on his nerves a bit more. “I don’t know.”

“(Y/N)!” He groans and you laugh again.

“I’m kidding!” You push his shoulder. “I like this place,” you nod.

This place was right by the water, it had 2 floors and the bottom could definitely be your guys shop, and you guys could live upstairs. It was a fixer upper, but you could deal. It felt like the right place for you and JJ.

“I think it’s the one,” you tell him and he sighs.

“Thank god,” he says.

“Do you like it?” You ask. “I was thinking we set up the shop down here, live upstairs,” you add. “Like, there’s so much room here for surf gear,” you motion with your hands.

“Yeah I like it,” he nods. “I think it works.”

“We gotta work on it a bit...” you drift. “But hey, it’s a good deal.”

“I already want to buy it. Stop thinking too much, because you’re gonna want to see another place,” he puts a hand on your shoulder and you shrug.

“Just thinking about the logistics,” you state.

“Have you guys thought about it!?” The realtor walks in looking at you and JJ with a smile. “The views great, I was just looking at it.”

“Yeah,” you nod. “We actually think this might be the one,” you tell her and JJ nods vigorously and you roll your eyes at him.

“Really!?” She asks and you nod again.

“Yeah, we love it,” you say and she smiles.

“Great!” She says. We just gotta figure out payment arrangements and all,” she adds.

“Right,” you nod. You’ve never bought a house anywhere... so you didn’t know what you were doing.

“Well, you’re 2 kids...” she says. “I don’t think you really know how this works fully right?” She asks.

“Not at all,” JJ says and she laughs.

“Alright,” she nods. “This house is cheap already,” she says. “But how about we put a down payment of 1000,” she says. “And then you can start paying it off monthly, which is 1,800,” she tells you guys. “American money,” she adds.

“Oh that sounds great,” you nod looking at JJ and he shrugs. “So, I can give you the down payment and first month now,” I say and she nods.

“You guys plan to buy it out after right?” She asks.

“Yeah,” you reply. “That’s the plan, once we get settled.”

“Great,” she claps her hands with a grin. “That’s a deal then.”

“Yeah,” you say. “I only have American money, do I need to convert that?” You ask her.

“No,” she says. “I can take American,” she says. “Technically I’ll be your landlord,” she adds. “Since we’re doing monthly.”

“Okay,” you say and look at JJ. “Cool!”

“Dude... we just bought a house,” JJ says looking around the empty space of the downstairs. The walls were burnt orange and deep yellow, like most the houses here.

“Well, were technically renting it,” you shrug. “But still!” You squeal and he laughs.

“We’re moving fast bub,” he tells you. “Now we gotta get a shop open and we’re set!”

“Yeah,” you sigh. “Which that’s gonna take some time and effort,” you retort.

“We’ve got all the time, and some effort to put in,” he nudges you. “Now, I need a beer and I need to smoke... what do you say?” He asks.

“Well, we need to find beer, and then we can,” you nod. “Are we allowed to buy it here?”

“I don’t know, what the legal age?” He asks and you guys walk out of the house, back outside.

“How am I supposed to know?” You ask. “Maybe we can bribe soemone into buying it for us,” you look at him and he laughs.

“I like the sound of that,” he nods.

You guys walk off the beach, back into town... where everything was, which wasn’t too far from your new home!

“(Y/N)!” You bear and you turn confused as to who could know your name around here. Then you see Deacon jog over with a grin. “Hey.”

“Hey,” you reply.

“How’d the house hunting go?” He asks.

You ended up taking him up on his offer with his mom the realtor. She’s the one who sold it to you guys.

“Good, we found a place,” you tell him and grin.

“Nice,” he says and he looks at JJ. “Sorry, I didn’t introduce myself,” he laughs. “I’m Deacon,” he puts his hand out to JJ and JJ looks him up and down, probably analyzing him.

“Hi, JJ,” JJ replies shaking his hand with a cautious look.

“Well, you guys got any plans tonight?” He asks.

“Probably gonna fund soem beer somewhere,” you shrug. “Do you know if we’re allowed to buy beer here?” You ask.

“You’re 18?” He asks and you nod. “Yeah, that’s the legal age here,” he nods and you look at JJ.

“Guess we don’t need to bribe anyone,” you say and he chuckles.

“But hey!” Deacon catches your attention. “Me and some friends of mine are gonna have a kickback at the beach,” he says. “You guys are new, and if you wanna get to know some people, you should come.”

You look at JJ and then back to Deacon. “Really?” You ask and he nods and shrugs his shoulders. “What do you say J?”

“Free beer and I’m in,” JJ shrugs and you laugh.

“Yeah, a lot of free beer,” Deacon chuckles.

“Sure,” you answer. “Why not...” you add and Deacon nods.

“Cool,” he says. “Well, you know where the beach is, and there will be a small bonfire probably...” he tells you guys. “It starts at 8:00.”

“Okay, thanks,” you grin. Deacon was nice, no matter if he came off as a Yucatan kook.

“See you guys later,” he nods. “Text me if you have any questions,” he winks at you and you just nod.

“Bye,” you say and he leaves.

“That wink he just gave you,” JJ laughs and you nudge him but laugh also.

“Shut up,” you say.

“Also you have the guys number already? Nice job (Y/N),” he says.

“You’re not the only one who knows how to flirt Maybank,” you respond and he laughs.

“Challenge me (Y/L/N)?” He asks and you laugh now.

“Aren’t I always?”

You slip on your shoes and tie up your laces.

“You ready J?” You ask and he comes out of the bathroom.

“I’ve been ready, I was waiting for you,” he replies.

You guys were still in the hotel room, cause you had reserved it for a week, plus you need to find a bed for the new house to actually sleep on.

“Well I’m ready,” you stand up. “Look good?” You ask spinning around.

“As good as ever,” he nods.

You were wearing some loose denim shorts with a tank top and an open Hawaiian shirt you stole from John B... cause why not. He has many.

“I already know I look good,” he says and you roll your eyes, but let out a laugh.

“I’m sure you do,” you say. “Let’s go,” you grab his arm and pull him out of the hotel room.

“Excited to see your boyfriend?” He asks and you look at him and roll your eyes.

“Fuck off,” You tell him and he laughs.

“He’s clearly obsessed with you,” he says.

“No he’s not,” you retort. “Flirting with someone doesn’t make them obsessed with you JJ. If that’s the case... you much be obsessed with every girl ever,” you laugh at yourself as you get into the elevator.

“Ha-Ha,” he nudges you. “No, but... I know an obsessed guy when I see one,” He says and you sigh giving him your signature “stop fucking with me” look. “Don’t give me that look. He’s all like... “hey... your wanna have a drink with me?” ya know?” He mocks Deacon in a weird douche bag voice and you laugh.

“Is that not you?” You ask.

“NO!” He exclaims. “I’m smooth... I’m like... lemme take you to my bedroom and show you the poetry I write,” he smirks. “The poetry is my dick.”

“Wow JJ... you got me all flustered now,” you joke and he chuckles.

“Oh, you wanna see my poetry?” He asks and you laugh pushing his shoulder and the elevator dings and you guys get off.

“You wish,” you said.

“Oh I do,” he agrees and you shake your head walking ahead of him and he laughs. “Don’t spead walk! You know I don’t like when you do that!” He calls out.

“You should have a longer stride than me, I have shorter legs,” you tell him as he catches up.

“Yeah, I do have a longer stride,” he smirks and you sigh.

“I don’t think anything but sexual and sarcastic remarks is what goes through your mind,” you say.

“You’re not wrong.”

“I never am,” you nod.

When you guys get to the beach, you could see a small bonfire, with people around. It was just like the keggers you guys had back in OBX, just with less people around. You look at JJ.

“You better not ditch me on our first night out here,” You point a finger at him and he looks down at you.

“I would never,” he says.

“You say that now, but when a hot Latina passes by...” you shake your head and he laughs.

“I won’t leave you (Y/N)... I have no idea what these guys’ intentions are,” he motions toward the cluster of guys.

“Let’s go,” you said and walk toward the group of people. Deacon spots you almost immediately and he smiles.

“(Y/N)!” He waves. “And.. JJ,” he adds.

“Hey,” I say walking over to him and JJ follows.

“Welcome to my Island,” Deacon says and you notice JJ almost roll his eyes at the guy.

“Your Island?” A girl nudges him and laughs. “Nice job flirting Deac,” she adds and he laughs shaking his head. The girl look at us and smiles. She had long honey hair, with brown almond eyes, and she was latina. “Hi,” she says. “Deacon told me about you,” she adds with a slight Mexican accent. It was light though. “I’m Izza,” she says.

“Hi,” You reply and smile. “I’m (Y/N),” you introduce and she nods.

“I’m JJ!” JJ grins at the girl, knowing already that she would be weak from his charming smile. Classic JJ.

“Hi,” she says and nods at him.

“You guys want drinks?” Deacon looks at you.

“Yes,” you nod needing a drink.

“Let me get that for you,” Deacon grins and goes over. Izza laughs and looks at you.

“He’s been talking about the new mysterious girl he met all night,” she tells you. “Don’t tell him I told you though, he’ll get all embarrassed.”

You laugh and nod. “I won’t,” You reply.

“So, why’d you guys move down here?” She asks looking at you and JJ.

“We’re gonna start our own surf shop,” JJ answers and you nod.

“Really? that’s awesome,” she says. “When you guys become ruper rich business owners, wanna put me in on that too?” She jokes and JJ chuckles. This girl was cool, you thought to yourself. So you would be making friends sooner than you thought.

“Here,” Deacon comes back and hands you a drink, and he gives JJ one too.

“Thanks,” you say. “This beach is nice,” you add looking around and stepping aside from them. The ocean water was probably so nice. You start walking toward it. You always had a pull to water, it calmed you and made you less anxious.

“Wait up,” Deacon walks next to you. “You look nice tonight.”

“Thanks,” You reply with a shrug and he chuckles. “What?” You look at him and he shakes his head.

“You’re just different,” he said and you laugh a little.

“You’re gonna pull that one on me?” You ask and stop when you approach the water, the waves crashing onto the sand and on your feet.

“Pull what?” He asks.

“You’re not like other girls? You’re different?” You mock a deep voice and he laughs.

“I don’t sound like that... first of all,” he points out and you shrug. “And secondly, I just said you’re different. I didn’t mean from most girls... plus you are, you seem different,” he said.

“How? You just met me?” You ask sipping your drink.

“Well, moving to Yucatan randomoly with your friend isn’t exaclty normal,” he says. “And... you literally shrugged when I complimented you.”

You watch the waves and the water, as the sun sets nicely. It was beautiful.

“If you lived in OBX... you’d understand,” you tell him. “Plus, what would you like me to do? Squeal because you said I look nice?” You add and he laughs again. “Why do you keep laughing?” You laugh.

“Because, you intruige me,” he says.

“I intruige a lot of people,” you nod. “Get used to it,” You pat him on the shoulder and he looks at you and grins.

“Oh I’m getting used to it, and I’m liking it,” he responds. Oh Deacon.

“I think I’m gonna go for a swim,” you say putting your beer into the sand and you take youur shirt off.

“What?” He asks.

“I’m gonna swim,” you shrug and unbuckle your shorts and he watches you.

“Why?” He asks. “It might be cold.”

“It’s the ocean, of course it’s cold,” You say. “I’m the one doing it, so you shouldn’t worry,” you grin and step closer to the water, the waves washing up on your legs, and you walk deeper and deeper. It wasn’t cold, it was actually nice. Instead of walking, you decide to just dive in, the water surrounding you and it cooled your body and your nerves. You felt at home in the water. You pull yourself up and push your hair back and see Deacon watching you.

“You just proved my point, you’re... different,” he exclaims from the sand.

“Swimming isn’t different,” You retort and he chuckles.

“Oh (Y/N),” he sighs. “Do you recommend I join you?” He asks and you laugh.

“Do what you will Deacon,” You say moving your hands along the water. “It is nice though.”

“Seeing you swimming is enough of an invite,” he says and strips. He probablyh thought the moves he was pulling were so good and smooth, but something about them didn’t work on you. He was nice, and very good looking. But you weren’t feeling it. And he was having other ideas.

He walks into the water and walks over to you, the water up to his hips. “Here, I thought you’d want this,” he gives you your beer that was stuck in the sand.

“Thanks,” you grab it and take a sip. “Isn’t it so pretty?” You turn to the view. “I mean, you live here... so you’re probably used to it.”

“Yeah, I see this every night,” he nods. “But it never gets old.”

you turn back to him and he was much closer than before, so you step back a bit and step on something. “Ow!” You yelp lifting your foot.

“What’s wrong?” He looks confused and concerned.

“I just... shit, I just stepped on something,” you hiss at the pain. It felt like glass. Tip toe back to shore and you lift your foot to look at it, and it was coverec in blood. Your eyes widen, that was worse than you expected.

“Holy shit, are you okay?” Deacon shows up next to you and you nod.

“Yeah, I just need a bandage,” you say.

“I think you need more than a bandage,” he remarks. You dip it in the water to clean it, but it starts bleeding again, a lot. “Let’s go sit you down, I think I have something in my car,” he puts your arm around him and helps you walk back to everyone.

JJ see’s you and his eyes widen, and he jogs over.

“What’s wrong?” He asks as he see’s you limp on your foot.

“It’s fine, just a small cut,” you say.

“Not small,” Deacon helps you sit on the log.

“Let me see,” JJ grabs your foot when you sit down. “Shit (Y/N) what did you do?” He asks.

“I think I stepped on glass in the water,” you shrug. “It’s okay.”

“That’s deep,” JJ says. “Does it hurt?”

“A little,” you nod. “But I’ll be fine, I just need a bandage,” you say again and JJ gives you a look.

“(Y/N) how many times have you helped me with my cuts and bruises? This needs more than just a bandage, you need to wrap it,” He tells you.

“Deacon said he has something in his car,” You say.

“Dude, are you okay?” Izza says and looks at my foot. “Oh my god... that’s a lot of blood, I don’t do well with blood,” she puts a hand on her mouth and steps away.

Deacon comes back with a first aid kit. “Here, I should have some gauze to wrap that,” Deacon says. “Can you move?” He asks JJ and JJ looks at him with an annoyed expression but moves. Deacon sits and grabs your foot. “This might hurt a bit,” he tells you and dabs it with disinfectant wipe and I flinch a bit. “Sorry,” he says.

“It’s fine,” you mumble. After cleaning it he wraps it with gauze and you just sit there, like a little kid that just fell off her bike.

“There,” he says. “You good?” He asks looking at you.

“I’m great,” You nod. “I just need another drink,” you add and he laughs.

“And we’ll get you that!” He nods. “Just, be careful next time.”

“Yes sir,” you say with a salut and he chuckles.

“That’s gonna be an awesome scar,” JJ sits next to you and you laugh.

“I can’t wait,” you reply and he laughs with you.

“You good?” He asks.

“Yup,” you nod. “How about we smoke some?” You ask. “To ease the pain?” you laugh and he pulls out the joint from his pocket.

“That’s what I’m here for,” he says with a grin. “Ladies first,” he gives it to you and you take it.

You all sit around the bonfire, talking and laughing. You and JJ were making good friends and it was only your first week here. You guys were getting used to it already. You were loving it. This was really your new beginning.

You missed Kie, John B, Pope and Sarah... but they gone their own ways, and are doing their University thing. You no longer had your OBX family, besides JJ. But now it was time to find your guys’ Yucatan family, and you were ready and excited for the new change!

You look up at the night sky and sigh, the stars scattered along and it looked beautiful.

“Great view,” JJ says next to you and you glance at him.

“Yeah, the stars look so pretty,” you nod.

“I was talking about you, idiot,” he laughs and you roll your eyes.

“Shut up,” you say and he keeps laughing. “You’re so corny,” you retort sipping your drink.

“Just when I’m around you (Y/N)” he shakes his head and you push it to the side. “Oh back off, you love me.”

“Unfortunately I do, you’re my best friend,” you sigh and he grins.

“Love you too. Don’t worry,” he replies and you roll your eyes looking back at the stars.

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hwangdol · 5 years

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n.jm: where were you?

summary: y/n does not know what the fuck is going on half of the time.

pairing: highschool!fboi!jaemin x fem!reader

warning: a lot of cursing, drug usage reference, crackheadness, maybe a lot of grammer error. this is my first bullet-scenario au so yeah. also! this a collab with the lovely @huangsren in out nct dreamies alternate universe teehee. she has a lovely, fluffy renjun one up so go read it!

part two!

you okay let’s get this collab with @huangsren

so at NCT High if you don't know Na Jaemin who the hell are you? like everyone knows this kid from lunch ladies to the freaking janitors

its not a surprise since the dude is literally dead drop gorgeous and has a shit ton of social skills. like the boy deadass can swindle his way out of detention (which he did) with just a wink

typical fboi but instead of it being a huge turn-off, girls still throw themselves on him even when he WARNS them beforehand that he isn't looking for a serious thing

still, they get attached and heartbroken when he tells them “this isn’t working out”

his friends (aka art-hoe!renjun and student-athlete!jeno) always rolls their eyes when jaemin rolls up into the lunchroom with his arms wrapped around a new girl’s shoulder

“bet she’s not going to last two weeks”- renjun slapping down a 10$

“knowing him, this isn’t going to last more than a week”- jeno said but still sliding over a 10$ bill

AND SUPRISE it doesn’t

both renjun and jeno don’t approve of his philandering, but they stick w jaemin cause he’s still their best bud cause bros before hoes ya know what i mean?

this is especially true with jeno cause they’ve been bffl since they were like five but that doesn’t mean that jaemin is anything like jeno.

nah man they both are the complete opposite of each other

like jeno is a quiet reserved student-athlete boi but jaemin out here acting like a little thotty

nomin is like a package deal, no one can separate them

here where out little y/n comes in

surprisingly you’re childhood friends w nomin

both u and jeno are neighbors and your families have been friends since before you were even conceived

your moms’ have weekly tea times where they’d gossip about everything and anything while your dads would be watching the weekly soccer/football games drinking a cold one

you and jeno would be playing with some legos or barbies

jeno had a minor (major) barbie obsession which was probably induced by you

don’t tell anyone but jeno still binge-watches barbie movies;;;his favorite really be the princess charm school one

like i said nomin is a package deal so expect jaemin to be taging along to yours and jeno’s weekly playdate

imagine you being the princess while jaemin pretended to be the prince and jeno was the dragon,,,yeah man it was so lit

this isn’t a jeno fic btw keep in mind its still jaemin

all of that stuff before was when the three of you were like kids

once highschool came around all three of you found ur niches: jeno was the student-athlete, jaemin was well that guy that was wanted by all the girls

and you were just a regular mundane student ya know,,,you weren’t extremely talented nor smart you just floated around

u still hung around jeno tho but your friendship was really lowkey

like both of y'all would wait until the other one was completely alone or do some ridiculous actions to deliver the simplest messages

jeno would look both ways before slipping you a note in class that said “can your mom drive me home today?” and you would make sure no one was looking before nodding secretly

or the two of you would hide behind bushes to say that y'all parents wanted to have dinner together tonight

tbh yall could just text each other but where’s the fUN in that?

jaemin, on the other hand, was someone you haven’t a solid conversation with since sophomore year bc of an incident

basically, you had helped one of your friends into a relationship with jaemin that lasted for about two months,,, which was considerably a long time considering that it was jaemin.the two of them were a fat power couple

ur friend, let’s call her ella, was probably one of the more popular girls at school. she was well-known for being the prettiest, kindest girl that everyone LOVES

anyways, things didn’t end so well bc he stood her up at hoco even though he was gonna be crowned homecoming king and her queen.

no one knows why jaemin just ditched but he did.

didn’t stick well with your friend tho cause she stopped talking to you as well not really giving you an explanation

and this led to everyone in your friend group to kinda put all the blame onto you

this is also when jaemin picked up his heartbreaker reputation and began living up to that title

at first ur were hella mad and sad, but you got over it cause being outcasted and kicked out of that friend group led you to befriend the local stoner boi!haechan

honestly, you got over it but after ignoring and avoiding jaemin for a whole year it just stuck.

yall never talked again

here comes SENIOR YEARS BITS

u were so done w school at this point, you had suffered and labored through junior year,,, SAT and ACT were the biggest bitches you ever faced in your lifetime and this is coming from someone who was friends with the resident shithead lee haechan

so it’s lunchtime and you’re listening to haechan’s wild story about some shenanigan that he and his weed dealer/ older college friend mark had gotten up to the past weekend

“so like we were just hitting a blunt this weekend in mark’s car and this cop pulls up next to us.mark rolls down the window and all of the smoke just hits the cops in the face”

“you're a fucking idiot, haechan”

“listen bitch, i’m not done”

“so the cop is doing the regular illegal drugs bullshit and asked mark a question. understand at this point that mark is high as fuck so i kid you not the crackhead says quack. nothing else just quack. honestly, i still don’t know how we got out of that but we did and lee haechan is still in school.”

you want to slap your friend with a big smh at this point

but it so ridiculous and so haechan that you can’t say anything else

and you don’t have too! bc someone taps ur shoulder pulling you out of your convo and boom it’s ella

“hey, y/n” she starts out sweetly and you could feel haechan’s bitch face directed towards the girl, who seemed to just ignore the boy

“what’s up, ella?” you were hella fucking slightly irritated and highkey suspicious bc like this was the first time that she talked to you in like two years

“this out of the blue, but you know how prom is coming up soon? we need extra hands on the planning community,” ella explained with a bright smile “we need another person to work on making the centerpieces for each table, but we only have one person on that”

“okay, so what does this have to do with her?” haechan’s bitchy tone soaked in each word

ella’s smile faltered slightly at his words, but it was so subtle that only people with keen eyes could notice

“i hope that i’m not imposing anything on to you.” ella trying to reassure “but Mr. Moon told me that you still need some community service hours for our graduation requirement so I just assumed that this would be a good opportunity for you.”

oh shit

you completely forgot about that and you still needed like another 10 hours to complete

“ummmm”

“i wouldn’t ask you this but my workload is completely swamped” ella added “it would be a big help if you can help. haechan, you can help too!”

haechan let out a loud gag that seemed to baffle her

“oh hell no, i already got my community service hours done like freshmen year.”

you gave haechan the most incredulous face you could make cause like this druggie who gets high every other week and vapes in the bathroom really finished his community service hours before you????how??

“don’t look at me like that.” haechan kicked you underneath the table “it was before i learned how to roll a blunt”

“drugs aren’t good for you, haechan,” ella chided

haechan made a mocking face,,you know the one he does like that one,,”not all of us can be little miss goodie-two-shoes like you”

oKAy time to do some damage control before your shithead friend gets himself into more shit

“i’ll do it. just text me the details.”

“thank you so much y/n!” ella said before bouncing off

“i hate her” haechan stated

“you hate everyone”

CUE aFTerschool when you follow ella’s text to go to the art building where everyone was gathered

the minute you walked in you realized that you should have just said no and done some other community service activity cause jaemin was present standing in the corner and other people who you once called your close friends that turned out to be fat snakes

now you gotta deal with them again (aww shit here we go again)

ella is motioning you to come into the classroom which you obliged cause you figured that you possibly could survive w ur rbf on as you made your way to the other unoccupied corner

there was some whispering in the background but you ignored it cUASE like hyuk always says: “you just gotta get high and block out all the haters”

well, he was right about the second half, not so much the first.

“alright everyone! thank you so much for volunteering to help set up for our senior prom! we only have about three weeks so we have to get all of the decorations done as soon as possible!” ella said in a chirpy tone

a lot of people looked motived by the girl’s bubby short speech on how everyone needs to put in 100% of their effort. you zoned that out as you caught the sleeping figure at the teacher's desk

“goddamn you mr.moon forcing me to be here” you grumbled in your head almost missing your assigned duty,

“y/n!” your head snapped in the direction that your name was called

you saw ella standing with jaemin and the sirens go off in your head

FUCK THIS

you let out a loud sigh before trotting over to the two

ella gave you a piece of paper that had the centerpieces’ picture on them along with a long list of decorations “all you guys have to do is make about 300. all the directions are on the sheet and the supplies are in the other room. it’s really simple, just have it done by next friday.”

you nearly popped a blood vessel

300 by next friday? today was wednesday so that meant you only had ten days to finish all 300 of them

so you and jaemin are walking to the classroom next door to get the supplies y’all needed,,, in your head, you were just cursing everything in existence for putting you into this position especially mr. moon

“so how did she rope you into this?” you heard jaemin say from beside you as you both carried boxes out to the parking lot.

you two came to the good conclusion to split the load so that he would do half and you would do half

150 it’s not that bad

15 a day

hell yeah

it was so strange and foreign talking to him since it’s been about two whole years.

he had a nice voice tho ngl maybe that’s why he got out of that detention that one time

“she somehow found out that i still needed to complete my community service hours before graduation” you murmured, praying that haechan remembered you telling him to wait for you after school

he probably ditched you to get high or hang out with one girl he liked

all jaemin said was “oh” and the rest of the walk to the school’s parking lot was quiet

the tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife and the knife would break

“hey can i ask you a question?” jaemin asked when the two of you were about to go your separate ways

you could see mark’s old beat-down car meaning that haechan, in fact, did ditch you but had the decency to call up mark to pick you up

“yeah, go ahead”

“how come you still talk to jeno, but not me?”

i shit you not this was the quietest and deepest voice that you ever heard jaemin project

you didn’t know how to reply so you looked down at the large box in your hand, mumbling some incoherent excuse

“can you repeat that?”

“ i said, we don’t really have any other reasons to be friend's unlike me and jeno”

“is that all?” jaemin asked, probably catching onto your bullshit

you were probably delusional but you could’ve sworn you heard some sadness in the tone he used

you nodded quickly trying to get to mark’s car hoping to avoid further conversation

but boy was jaemin stubborn

“that wasn’t a good explanation,y/n! ” jaemin called out after you.

this time he sounded more lighthearted than before

you turn around to face jaemin who had a fatass smile on his face

damn was he good looking smiling like that

“give me a better reason tomorrow or else i’m taking you on a date!” his dazzling smile nearly blinding you as he made his way to his own car

inside your head little y/n is going whattheactualfuck?

“what’s with that shook face?” mark ask as you climbed into the passenger seat

“what the fuck?” you say

“huh?”

you look at mark “what the ACTUAL fuck?”

poor mark is like wtf is wrong with her,,,did haechan get her on some type of crack?

that night while you were making the little centerpieces you were still going over what jaemin said

you looked at the last centerpiece you finish making

was he flirting with me? or was he serious?

he sounded sad when i said that tho?

at the same, this was jaemin, a boy who is well-known for having flings left and right.

he’s probably just flirting

until next day! jaemin pops up next to you as while you get your shit from your locker for your first class

“did you come up with a good explanation yet?

his sudden appearance startled you causing you to subconsciously let out a yelp

“cute” he said, and you forced down the blush that was about to show

“i thought i told you already?” causing jaemin to shake his head like a cute little puppy

“i don’t accept it.i want a better one,” he said sounding like a spoiled toddler

you gave him the “wtf do you mean look” and he was about to reply until you saw haechan walking through the school doors with a pair of sunglasses on which can only mean one thing

that little shit head came to school high again

you pushed passed jaemin and stormed towards haechan pulling him to some vacant hallway to lecture him

leaving jaemin standing there staring at your backs as the two of you left

jaemin’s smile dropping significantly as he nearly glared over at the two of you leaving, specifically at the back of haechan’s head

“dude, why do you look like you’re going to murder someone?” jeno asked as jaemin sat next to him at their lab station

you weren’t in this chemistry class but haechan was,,,and it was his naptime

“how is y/n friends with him?” jaemin stared directly at a sleeping haechan

jeno follows his line of sight, letting out a sigh once he notices it was haehcan

“she never really told me, but i assume it was because she stopped being friends with ella and that group” jeno said honestly. he raised an eyebrow in question at his bffl “why do you need to know”

jaemin didn’t answer him, continuing to glaring at the sleeping male

jeno rolled his eyes at his friend's antics

but in a serious tone, he warns to his friend, “don’t pull your games with y/n.”

except jaemin’s head wasn’t registering this warning,,he was solely focused on how lee fucking haechan the biggest stoner of NCT High managed to take a girl’s attention from him, na jaemin....it was simply ridiculous

maybe he really was an attention seeker bc he made a beeline for your table during lunch instead of his regular one once he saw just how loud you were laughing at haechan’s joke

“what’s so funny?” jaemin asked sliding into the seat next to you

now both of you and our boy hyuk is like wtf

immediately you’re on defense, “what are you doing here?”

“you never gave me a good explanation!” jaemin pouted, giving you fat puppy eyes

those aLMost worked

“uhhhhhh” you try to find a good excuse but jaemin quickly cuts you off

“it’s okay if you don’t have a good explanation,” jaemin reaches over and steals a fry from haechan’s tray eliciting a hissing sound from the boy “you just have to go on a date with me”

then he winks

and he's gone

“what in the holy fuck just happened?”

the amount of time that y/n has said wtf is unbelievable

haechan’s sunglasses slip down the bridge of nose and you could see his red eyes giving you a look of disappointment, “and you say i have issues”

“stfu before i slit your throat”

the rest of the day wasn’t any easier on you tbh. you learned that jaemin was really really stubborn and very very clingy

the boy deadass scanned the whole hallway to find your face so he could tag along with you to your next class even though you could have sworn that his class was one the other side of the school

he kept on bombarding you with questions on what you wanted to get after school and if you like roller skating

by some means, you were able to hide in the library for the rest of the study hall period which meant that you could probably avoid jaemin until school ended

you spotted a familiar boy huddled in the corner reading a book that made you squint your eyes.

marching over to jeno, your eyes just say “explain”

jeno looked at you with like those wide eyes he does when he’s shookth bc the two of you never interacting in school so puBlicly

“what the hell is na jaemin trying to pull?” you whispered-yelled plopping down in the wooden seat next to the athlete

jeno is all like????wydm

and you explain your whole situation to him and he just lets out the biggest sigh

“he doesn’t like being left on read”

“what do you mean?”

“i mean, that’s what you basically did to him sophomore year. he was kinda depresso about how you just stopped talking to him out of nowhere. by the way, why did you do that?”

tbh you really didn’t know at first you were mad at him

was it bc his actions caused all your friends to blame you for his inability to commit to a relationship,,, but it’s been two years since that incident

you got over it, so why were you still avoiding jaemin?

“i dunno after him and ella broke up, i didn’t have a reason to talk to him.”

jeno looked at you like “really? is that your answer?”

“think about that question again because i’m sure that that's, not the whole answer.”

now you’re more confused but also very mad about how both of them weren’t accepting your reason as valid!

so as you were furiously making the stupid centerpieces that ella forced you into volunteering to do

angry y/n really got through a solid 50 of them

you pondered on jeno’s words and you thought back to sophomore year

you remembered still joking around lightheartedly w jaemin until he started dating ella

he actually spent a lot of time and effort even ditching jeno sometimes for her which was okay cause jeno would chill w renjun or even you (mostly bc he could watch barbie movies w no shame)

everything was alright until homecoming came around and jaemin flaked on ella leading them to breakup the next day

and ella to stop talking to you which made everyone mad you or think that you were the one that caused the breakup

WHICH YOU DIDN”T

you were the one that hooked the two of them up too! so it was really unfair!

it's like 2 am and you don’t know what came over to text jeno but you did

y/n: why didn’t jaemin go to hoco sophomore year?

you felt instant regret after sending that text bc like it probably made it seem like you were interested in jaemin,,,, which you were totally not!

seconds later jeno slaps you with the ”ask him yourself”

fattest facepalm

so that’s how you spent the entire night finishing all of your centerpieces that you were assigned to make cuz of your frustration

wow we love a productive y/n

alrighty this is where shit goes down

now that you were done with all of your centerpieces you took them to the art room the next day before school where ella was there doing her stoof

she looked up with a giant smile when you came in with a giant box

“you finished all of it?”

“nah just 150. jaemins finishing the other half” you set the box down

“oh okie,” ella nodded returning to whatever she was doing beforehand

since it was just the two of you in the classroom and you’ve been dying to know the answer since sophomore year

so fuck it

“hey ella, can i ask you a question?”

the said girl looked up with that same friendly smile that she gave everyone “of course!”

“why didn’t jaemin show up to hoco sophomore year?” you blurted out

in an instant, ella’s smile dropped and there was a sudden cold look in her eyes

“you already know the answer to that, y/n, you don’t need me to answer you. now if you excuse me, i have things i have to do” ella said in a very unlike-ella-way

her answer made you even more confused than ever bc how were you supposed to know the answer to THAT

confused!y/n is even more confused

however, all your questions were about to be answered, not really tho

you’re on your way to the third period with the same burning question in your head: why the hell did jaemin not show up to sophomore year hoco??? someone help?

tbh you didn’t even notice someone yanking you into the janitor’s closet until you were surrounded in darkness and someone's hands were clasp over your mouth

“it’s me, jaemin” his soft whisper sent tings down your spine

he let go of your mouth to switch on the light

“are you fucking insane?”

“yes, but it’s only cause i’m madly in love with you”

you rolled your eyes “cut the bullshit, jaemin, what do you want?”

“our date. you never gave me a solid explanation, so i want a date”

you were about to reject him but then an idea formed in your head

“fine”

and with that one-word jaemin’s eyes glowed 10x brighter with his smile almost blinding you

cheesy i know.

“let’s go now!”

the boy was really about to skip class just to go on this stupid date w you

is he that bored? did he really run out of girls to date?

but then again you really don’t want to go to math bc you’re pretty sure there's a test today that you haven’t studied for yet

so that’s how you found yourself with jaemin at the local ice cream parlor

jaemin INSISTED that y'all share a sundae, which he also fought you to pay for

there a silence that falls upon you for a little bit

jaemin breaks it though like he breaks heart (okay minnie that’s kinda mean)

“ella told me that you finished your half of the centerpieces in two days. that’s pretty impressive,” he comments

you nodded staring at the ice cream drowned in chocolate syrup

“to be honest, i haven’t gotten much done yet,” he admitted, continuing to ramble on “it’ll get done. i might even pay renjun to do it, but i’m pretty sure he’s too preoccupied with this girl that he’s been pining over for a while”

“speaking of which, are you seeing anyone right now?” jaemin asks out of nowhere.

“lol i could be doing other things with my time.”

jaemin observes your face closely taking in the faint blush on your cheeks from his direct gaze, “so what about that haechan dude?”

“what about him?”

“are the two of you a thing?”

you nearly gagged

“there no way in hell i’d ever get with haechan. besides, he’s having some of his own girl problems right now. he was being a little bitch about it too”

“good” jaemin says really contently.

“why didn’t you go to hoco sophomore year?” you finally asked

taken back slightly, jaemin softly smiles down at the half-eaten sundae

instead of answering you, he asked another question “why did you stop talking to me?”

you gulp, but eventually, you had to tell him the truth even though it was kinda dumb and immature

“because ella was mad at me after the two of you broke up.”

he shifted his gaze up to your own eyes

“do you know why she was mad at you?”

you shook your head

jaemin smiled again

this time it kinda looked sad :(

“because she knew that i was in love with you”

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P5R: Rebel Girl (A FeMC Story/P5R Rework) Chapter 57: Ducks in a Row

That night. Sae stood in front of a doorway. She knocked. Naoko answered. “Ah, Sae. What brings you here?”

“Don’t play dumb with me!” She shouted. She held up the manifesto. “Did you really think I wouldn’t know this was from you? I could turn you in, you know.”

Naoko looked at it. “Ah, I think I heard some of my buddies who are still on the force talking about this.”

“Cut the crap!” Sae said.

Naoko chuckled. “Sorry. But you can’t pin this on me with just this little note. Have you found any hard evidence that points this to me?” Sae glared at him. “Still, even if I was the one behind it, why bother coming to me at all?”

“I’m giving you a chance to stop,” Sae said. “As a courtesy to my father.”

“Heh,” Naoko said. “Classic Sae; always wanting to help others, but doesn’t know how to show it.”

“Forgive me for not be appreciative of premeditated murder” Sae shot back.

Naoko was impressed with Sae’s tenacity. But he was still unshaken from his new found path. “Tell me, is this manifesto the first new thing you’ve heard about Kaneshiro? At least for a while?”

“Why do you ask?” Sae responded.

“I’m just saying,” Naoko said. “Another trademark of Classic Sae is that you’re always so focused on everything else that you don’t know what’s going on in front of your own eyes.”

Sae got angrier. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

Naoko chuckled. “How IS Makoto doing these days?”

Sae grabbed Naoko. “You leave her out of this!”

“How can I when she’s already in so deep?!” Naoko retorted. The two stared at each other for a while.

Eventually, Sae let go, and proceeded to leave. “I can’t protect you if you get caught, you know” she threatened before she got out of earshot. Naoko had a blank look on his face as he closed the door.

The next day, Makoto met with the student council. She stood firm. “OK. We’ve been looking into the incidents of students being harassed by gang members, and we’ve gotten rather far. However, I think we’ve reached the end of our capacity to do anything.” There were some murmurs, while Kisa looked disheartened. “However,” Makoto continued, causing Kisa to perk up a little, “I have given the information to people who can help solve the problem. So we can rest assured that this will be resolved. When is a little ambiguous, but it will be before exams. With that, you are dismissed.” Everyone nodded and broke off. Well, almost.

Kisa stood still as everyone left. When the last person left, she told Makoto. “Thank you.” Makoto nodded. Kisa left.

After Kisa left. Makoto loosened up a litte, then got serious. “The real fight starts now.”

After school, Ren messaged Makoto.

Ren: You busy?

Makoto: Not really. Why?

Ren: I was thinking we could head out as a group to get our facts straight.

Ren: And since you’re part of the group now…

Makoto: I see.

Makoto: I’m glad to.

Ren: Great!

Ren: I guess just meet us outside.

They put their phones away and met up; heading toward the access panel hideout. Once they arrived, Ren said “So, here we are. I know it’s not much, but it is what it is.”

“Huh,” Makoto said. “Isn’t this a bit open?”

“Well, that’s sort of the point,” Sumire said, defending the choice. “We’re essentially hiding in plain sight.”

“Right, but if someone is looking for you, they might not have to look all too hard,” Makoto said. “Before all of this, I have followed you here a few times in my investigations of you.”

“Oh” Sumire said, dejected.

“However, I think I may have a solution!” Makoto said. “Oh, but I’m new here. I might be overstepping my bounds a bit.”

Ren smiled. “Not at all. We’re a team here. Everyone’s input is valid.”

“Well, in that case, ” Makoto said, “I have an ice cream shop with our name on it.”

“Ummmm” Sumire said. “It’s not that I don’t like that idea, but we did discuss this before, and we decided that maybe going to a food place for our hideout might be a bit of a distraction.”

“Oh. Yeah, I guess I can see that” Makoto said. “Well, does anyone mind the hideout being in Kichijoji then? I know of a place there that could work.”

“Well, it IS a fair distance away,” Yusuke noted. “And I only have so much money…”

“Um, we can just use the Metaverse funds,” Ryuji said.

“Wait, that place gives out real money?” Makoto said. “Isn’t that dangerous?”

“Well, if it is, it’s too late now,” Ren said. “But I haven’t had any problems. It’s almost as if the economy is taking this all into consideration.”

“Well, I haven’t heard about any big economic problems…” Makoto thought. “So, I guess it’ll be alright.”

“Hold on,” Ann said. “While money might not be an issue, we’d have to go from Shibuya to Kichijoji, then back to Shibuya for any missions..”

“Oh. Right” Makoto said.

“Well, maybe we can go to this place just to hang out sometime” Ryuji offered.

Makoto smiled. “I’d like that.”

“So, I guess we’re staying here then,” Jose said. “Unless we have any other ideas.”

“I think here is fine for now,” Yusuke said. “But this Kaneshiro person IS a rather big fish. Once we change his heart, it might be a good idea to find someplace else to meet up.”

“That’s a good point,” Makoto said. “And if and when Naoko’s note goes public, that’ll only further fan the flames.”

“Speaking of Kaneshiro though,” Morgana interjected, “that’s something else we need to discuss. Our previous two big targets are ones at least some of us were familiar with. This will be the first time we’re going in mostly blind.”

“Yeah,” Ren said. “On the one hand, that’s a sort of comfort. We’re not learning anything deep and disgusting about someone we know already.”

“But on the other hand, that doesn’t prepare us well for what’s to come,” Sumire countered. “Which is a difficulty of its own.”

“True” Yusuke agreed. “Sometimes when you roll the iron dice, you come up snake eyes. So maybe some knowledge would be beneficial in tipping that scale.”

“Well, from what Kisa has told me from her interaction, he’s really aggressive and belligerent,” Makoto explained. “He’s really more invested in his bottom line than anything, and he’ll do anything to get it.”

“You said you’ve done some research as well…” Ann added.

“Yes,” Makoto replied. “He’s a really big name in the criminal underworld. Although, from what I could tell, he’s a bit different from people you’d usually find down there.”

“How so?” Morgana asked.

“I’m not sure entirely, but from the looks of things, even some in the criminal underworld are afraid of him,” Makoto explained. “And those who aren’t seem almost disgusted with him.”

“Huh. Maybe this uniqueness might explain why HE’S the gangster with a palace” Jose rationalized.

“That’s not a bad assumption,” Ren said.

“Hm,” Ryuji grunted. “Sounds like this guy is gonna be coming at anyone who doesn’t like him with full force.”

“But at the same time, he sounds like he might have a few tricks up his sleeve,” Jose added.

“Yeah. Dude definitely fights dirty” Ryuji said.

“So we need a strong approach, but the ability to think on the fly,” Yusuke said. “Well, if that’s not Ren, I don’t know what is.”

“Aw, you’re making me blush” Ren said, grinning ear to ear. “But don’t just sing my praises.” She looked at Makoto. “Our newest recruit has that moxie in her too.”

Makoto was stunned. “Oh, well…”

“Don’t worry, it's a compliment” Ren said. “You’re one of us now.”

“Oh. Well then thank you” Makoto said, embarrassed about this for reasons she couldn’t explain.

“I think that’s everything we can surmise about Kaneshiro” Ann said. “So, what about Naoko?”

Makoto was surprised. “Oh, well, there’s a lot I know about him. In a lot of ways, he’s like a second father to me. He’s usually an affable person; that’s part of the reason he and my father worked so well together. My father was a little more reserved, but was always open to almost anything. They both knew when to take things seriously, but they also both knew when to crack jokes, or just have fun. Naoko was a bit more louder on that front though.

He’d come over sometimes, and we grew close. Eventually, we met his sister, and that’s when Kisa and I became friends. My father and Naoko would take us to the ice cream shop I mentioned earlier whenever they solved a big case. It was a nice little way of getting everyone in on the celebration.”

Makoto took a brief pause. “But when my father died in the line of duty, Naoko grew frustrated. He was upset not only by the loss of his partner and friend, but also that the police, the very institution he served, didn’t seem to take the investigation into it all that seriously. So, in a fury, he quit, and became a private investigator.”

“Woah,” Jose said.

“That’s quite a story…” Ann said.

After a moment of silence, Ryuji bursted out with “I’m sorry.” Everyone looked at him. “It’s just,” he sighed, “I told him about you, and Kisa, and then he figured it out, and it set him off on this crusade. If I hadn’t said anything…”

“Don’t beat yourself up, Sakamoto,” Makoto said. “Naoko is a brilliant detective. I’m sure he would have figured it out, especially if Kisa was involved.” Makoto grew serious again. “Naoko’s wife died of cancer four years into their marriage. So Kisa’s the closest thing he has to a child, so he’s very protective. My sister and I are the second closest, and he can be a bit protective with us too.”

“He’s lost his wife and his partner,” Yusuke remarked. “That’s...a lot to deal with…”

“But I get it,” Sumire said. “I’d hate to lose anyone else right now too…” Ren looked over, glanced around, and gave Sumire a gentle side-hug. Sumire smiled. “Thanks.”

“Right…” Makoto said, acknowledging she knows, but not actually saying anything.

After another silence, Jose summarized “So, Naoko is also bringing his full force to bear.”

“Yeah,” Makoto said. “Which means we need to swing for the fences ourselves. If we’re going to save Naoko and Kisa, and make Kaneshiro confess to his crimes, we CAN’T afford to slip up.”

Ren started up a slow clap. Pretty soon, the rest of the Phantom Thieves joined in, aside from Morgana because paws can’t clap, but he wanted to. “Spoken like a true leader,” Ren said.

“Oh” Makoto said, surprised and embarrassed. “But aren’t you the leader?”

“Of the Phantom Thieves, sure” Ren said. “But you’re the head of the student council, and I can see why now.”

“Speaking of, I should also apologize,” Ann said. “I was really frustrated with the whole Kamoshida thing, and I thought you were among the people who wouldn’t hear me when I was screaming, and I took out some of my frustration on you. But I realize now that you would. So, I’m sorry.”

Makoto walked up and gave Ann a hug. “It’s OK. I’m sure it wasn’t easy what you were going through. And I get it. You thought those things of me because someone wanted you to. But now I’m working on trying to find myself and stand up for who I am. If anything, I’m the one who’s sorry.”

Ann broke out in tears and hugged Makoto back. After she finished crying, Ann grew determined. “I forgive you. You had a lot of pressure on you too. I can’t be mad at that. I know what that's like.”

Makoto smiled. “I forgive you too, Takamaki.”

Ann giggled. “Thanks. But, um, could you just call me Ann? And could I just call you Makoto?”

Makoto giggled in response. “I don’t see why not.” She looked over the group. “I think the offer extends to everyone as well. We’re all friends, right?”

“Of course,” Yusuke said.

“Uh-huh,” Jose said.

“Yeah!” Ryuji exclaimed.

“I’d like that,” Sumire said.

“I’ve been kind of doing it anyway,” Ren admitted.

“Heh heh” Morgana chuckled. “Makoto’s good for this world… But what do we call you, shall we say, professionally?”

“What?” Ryuji said.

“Her thief name…” Morgana said. “I was trying to be discreet.”

“You could just say it outright,” Ryuji fired back. “Only we can hear you, ya know.”

“Well, it’s still cool…” Morgana retorted.

“Hm, that is a good question, regardless” Ren said. She turned to Makoto. “Well what do you want to be?”

“Oh, what about ‘Biker’?” Ryuji suggested.

“Pass!” Makoto said. “It’s too obvious.”

“I agree,” Yusuke said.

“Your name is FOX’ Ryuji said. “If that’s not obvious…”

“It is,” Yusuke agreed. “But my name is reflective of a bold stroke, and as an artist, I prefer that boldness. But Makoto is more elegant and tactical. She should have a name that reflects as such.”

“Thank you, Yusuke,” Makoto said, smiling.

Ryuji hung his head. “One of these days, I really need to learn to shut my mouth.”

“Why not ‘Prez’?” Ann suggested. “Since she’s the student council president.”

“Well, that’s also a bit obvious,” Makoto informed her. “Just in a different direction.”

“Oh” Ann said.

“Heh heh” Ren chuckled. “Elegant? Tactical? I have a name that’s all that AND more.”

“Oh? By all means” Makoto invited.

“‘Queen’” Ren suggested.

Makoto thought about it. She smiled. “Queen it is.”

“Heh heh” Morgana chuckled. “I was just about to suggest that as well.” Ren raised her first up. Morgana bumped it with his paw.

“So, now that that’s all settled” Sumire said, “all that’s left is to finalize the end date.”

“Right,” Makoto said. “The note Naoko left was fairly clear. He’s going to find and kill Kaneshiro by the 11th of July. So, we have until then.”

“Well then, I suggest we get prepared,” Ren said. Everyone nodded. “Dismissed.” Everyone smiled and headed off in their own direction.

That night, at the Niijima household, Makoto and Sae were eating dinner. Sae was glancing at Makoto. Makoto took notice of this. “Is something on your mind?” Makoto asked.

Sae looked deep into her eyes. “Is there anything going on I should know about?” she asked.

“What do you mean?” Makoto responded.

“Are you doing alright?” Sae continued. “Outside of school stuff?”

It took Makoto a second to realize. She read the manifesto too. Of course she would know Naoko wrote it. Does that mean she met with him? Makoto answered “Oh. Well, the truth is, there have been some incidents of gangsters harassing some of the students.”

Sae slammed the table. “What?”

“Ah,” Makoto yelped.

Sae glared at her, but slid her fist back down to her side. “Sorry. But why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well, I wanted to gather as much information as I could before I told you…” Makoto said. “But things got out of hand, and in a desperate move…”

Sae was concerned. “What?”

“...I posted a message asking the Phantom Thieves for help,” Makoto finished.

“WHAT?!” Sae said, surprised.

“I know,” Makoto said. “It was dumb, but I didn’t know what else to do. But I realized I shouldn’t, and deleted the post like 15 minutes after I made it. But the Phantom Thieves took notice of it anyway, and started messaging me.”

“They MESSAGED you?” Sae said, still in disbelief.

Makoto nodded. “And they’re using some sort of advanced programming, so the messages were deleted. They really don’t want to leave a trace. So, they agreed to help me, and I helped them out too by giving them the information I collected.”

Sae looked at Makoto, and then the table. This SOUNDS a bit suspicious, she looked back up, but I don’t think Makoto would lie about this kind of thing. Perhaps Naoko stumbled across the investigation the Phantom Thieves were making with Makoto’s information. If that’s the case, he might know who they are, or at least one of them. Still, I don’t think he’s in the mood to tell me right now. Sae sighed. “Well, I’m glad you told me the truth.”

Makoto sighed. “Thanks sis.”

“Just try to be more careful in the future,” Sae reminded her. “You might be safe now, but if things even remotely look like they might get out of hand, you come tell me right away. Or at least someone who can handle it.”

“Right…” Makoto said, feeling a sting that was unintended and unnoticed by Sae, but it hurt all the same.

Later, when Makoto was in her room, pondering her sister’s behavior and attitude, she thought aloud “Sis… You’ve changed too… I know the you I once knew is in there somewhere…” She glanced at her phone. Curious, she picked it up, loaded the Metaverse app, and gently whispered “Sae Niijima.”

“Match found” the phone responded. Makoto looked at it. Her sister’s name was in black, but unlike Kaneshiro’s the two following lines were also in black. Makoto was a little relieved, since no one was trying to actively kill her sister, but at the same time, she grew worried, since her sister had a palace of her own.

“Well… if no one’s trying to kill her…” Makoto said. “It might be better to hold onto this for now…” She set her phone down, changed into her pajamas, and got under her covers to go to sleep.

#persona fanfiction #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #p5 femc #p5r #p5r rework #p5 rework #p5 #FeMC #female ren #ren amamiya #makoto niijima #sae #morgana #ann takamaki #Ryuji Sakamoto #jose #Sumire #yusuke kitagawa

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razorblade180 · 4 years

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Twin Snowflakes pt6: A slow morning

Summer:.......

Shiva:*smiling* Aren’t you going to invite me in?

Summer:How is this happening?

Shiva:Come on, your are weak but not stupid. I’m sure you already have a few ideas. *skipping to the bed*

Summer:.....I’m still sleeping aren’t I?

Shiva:Bingoooo!!! *flops on bed* Gods I forgot how soft this bed was! It’s been ages since I layed here; reminds me of the real deal. Can’t wait to lay in it again.

Summer:*glares* Fat chance....

Shiva:Oh wipe that ridiculous look off your face and take a breather. No way I’m fighting you in this place. I just wanna talk.

The young woman layed back up and crossed her legs elegantly as she stared down Summer who was still in the door way. The smug smile that she wore was nothing new to her condescending attitude but it held a certain light hearted feature to it. Summer could tell that Shiva was telling the truth, so why did that only make her more anxious?

Shiva:There’s enough room in this bed for two you know?

Summer:I’m perfectly fine standing here. *tensing up*

Shiva:Whatever makes you less scared. Just when I thought you were getting more assertive. I guess it’s just desperation that made you steal those vials.

Summer:How....I was warm with that happened.

Shiva:Yeah but you’ve been thinking about it nonstop and obviously you’re cold enough for all this to happen. It’s only natural I find out; does natural even apply to us. Huh, something to ponder for later. Right now I’m way more interested in what exactly do you hope to accomplish. I tried digging deeper in that pretty head of yours but I can only get so deep, or maybe you’re winging it. *stands up*

Summer:Like I’d tell you. Just know your days are numbered.

Shiva:Funny, took the words right out my mouth. If anyone knows just how big the difference is from creating plan and executing it properly, it’s you. How many times has it been I wonder, since I left you freezing to death in your own mind? By now your friends and family have to be really tired of dealing with you.

Summer: Their problem is with you, not me!

Shiva:Now now Summer, do you really want to yell at me?

A chill ripped through her suddenly as her feet were frozen in place. The air itself started to get cooler to her discomfort. Despite her efforts, Summer started to shiver a little as Shiva walked closer. A piece of Summer really wanted to scream but refused to. The urge slowly growing though as her captors hand reached out to her. Nimble fingers on her left cheek caused the poor girl to nearly jump out her skin. Something told her that speaking wasn’t a good idea at the moment.

Shiva:That’s better, I really like this room the way it is. As I was saying, you’re nothing but a burden. The one’s you love wouldn’t be tired of me if you were strong enough to get rid of my from the start. Maybe then mommy dearest wouldn’t have a cute little scar that runs across the first one at the bottom. Man can she dodge like nobodies business. I wanted to leave a much bigger reminder of our meeting. If memory serves me well then it was diamond dust that caused the reaction and the whole apartment. History re-

Summer:*grabs wrist* That’s never happening again. You’re not catching anyone off gaurd by a long shot. We’ve learned many things in six years and you’ll feel like nothing but a bad dream in six more. My family will be just fine.

Shiva:Ah, there’s that little fire in your eyes. Always ready to come out whenever someone threatens mommy, daddy, or big brother. It’s the only time you are actually interesting. I wonder if it’ll keep you warm against me, or you’ll burn yourself by clinging to it?

..............

Shiva:Hmph, well I think I’ve had enough fun for the moment. I suppose I should let you rest while you still can; it’s only fair.

Summer:*lets go* Gee how thoughtful....

Shiva:Goodbye little one. I’m gonna enjoy this bed. *puts cover on the floor*

Summer:What are you-

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Her body jolts violently as her eyes open. The right side of her body aches and feels like it’s on something way less soft than she is used to. Slowly her senses come back and notices that she’s currently on floor next to a knocked over heater. Shiva’s surprise appearance started to make sense; just another precaution to add to the list. The dim light hit Summer’s face from the bedroom window told her it was still early. As much as she wanted to move back to her bed, all the strength she had was put into placing the heater back up right. Then she pulled the cover down to the floor with her and went back sleep.

xxx

Year round, Atlas always looked like a work out art at a museum in Nicholas eyes. Freshly fallen snow in the beginning of Winter though, that’s when Atlas becomes the center piece of it all. Crisp air tickles his nose as he walks down the quiet streets with two coffees in hand. Behind him the sound of snow crunching in his previous foot steps gets louder. He raises the coffee in his left hand for it to be promptly grabbed.

Valerie:Five sugars!?

Nick:With a small amount of cream for good measure.

Valerie:Man if there’s one thing I miss about school mornings, it’s this baby right here.

Nick:*chuckles* You do realize you could’ve gotten one of those at anytime you wanted right?

Valerie:Nah, they’re reserved for this moment every time or it feels less special. Coffee on the way to school is our thing; don’t want to abuse that.

Nick:If you say so. What happens when we eventually graduate then.

Valerie:I’ll get it once in a blue moon and remember all the good times of combat school.

Nick:Do good times and combat school even fit together like that?

Valerie:Now you sound like your sister. Speaking of which......

Nick:Doubt she’ll show up today.

Valerie:Such a shame. One of these days a teacher is gonna blow a fuse. I don’t even think the Prince of Atlas could stop them from expelling her.

Nick:They will as long as I make the school look good and please don’t call me that. “A prince is nothing compared to knight that chooses to defend him.”’ I’d rather be the knight.

Valerie:I don’t see why you can’t be both. Your parents might as well be kickass King and Queen but I digress. Can’t really blame Summer for wanting to skip the P.E. physical.

Nick:*eyes widened* Gods I’m stupid,m. Of course that’s why she’s not here. It skipped my mind the two of you have that today.

Valerie:Not surprising, you don’t wittiness the crap that goes down. One of these days I might just fight half the girls in that locker room.

Nick:That bad huh?

Valerie:It’s not like they’re even saying much either, but the way all of them stare. Silently judging and forming opinions about her scars makes me wanna drop kick all of them. *aggressively sips coffee*

He couldn’t help but smile at his oldest friend’s remark. Valerie definitely was never one to put someone in their place. She was typically open and blunt just like her mother. Frankly it was hard to tell if any of Ren’s mannerisms or genes; especially with her hair being short. He sort of missed seeing it long if he was honest with himself. She’s kept it short since the day she decided to start “exploring.” Nicholas took a long sip of his drink to avoid making a frown. Both of them would do anything for Summer; that’s his sister and Valerie is her closest friend as well, but he knows that friendship probably isn’t what compels her to help. He’d have to be naive to believe it was.

Valerie:Hmmm? What’s wrong Nicholas?

Nicholas:Nothing, just thinking about the test is all.

Valerie:Nice try, that’s not a “I’m afraid of a test look.” You’re way to smart and study hard. I bet that expression doesn’t even exist. Something else is up.

Nick:Well maybe this is the first time I’m worried about a test so you finally see the expression? *sips loudly*

Valerie:*pouts* I hope you know that you can tell me anything right? We’re best friends remember. *nudges him*

Nick:Yeah I know?(That’s the problem....)

Valerie:*smiles* So be straight with me instead of giving me the run around.

Nick:I just really want you to lo.........

Valerie:To....?

Nick:To....keep an extra good eye on Summer for the upcoming weeks. Classes are starting again, tournament preparation, the usual bullies, etc. It be a bit overwhelming for her in the beginning. Look after her if she needs any help.

Valerie:Of course! I’ll always be there for Summer!

Nick:Trust me, I know you will.

Valerie:That goes the same for y-

Nick:VAL!!!!. *grabs her arm*

He yanks her left arm to pull her in close to him The sudden movement causes her tense up as they see a car swerve onto the sidewalk at high speed before taking off moments from where she just stood. Her head is still processing the events that unfolded as her body is being held tightly against Nicholas’s shorter and slightly smaller frame. His body shaking with adrenaline. He began shouting at the car angrily.

Nick:LEARN HOW TO DRIVE IN THE SNOW DUMB ASS!!!!

Valerie:Wow, that was.....close.

Nick:*lets her go* Are you okay!? Nothing clipped you?

Valerie:......

Nick:Valerie!?

Valerie:*shakes head* Sorry, I’m alright. That was just ummmm, wow that was close. Lucky you were here. I guess it’s officially that time of the year again.

Nick:The only down side of all the ice and snow. Tsk, I gotta a deal with a whole season of this again. You sure you’re okay?

Valerie:*rotating shoulder* Yeah I’m good. Wasn’t expecting that yank but it’s better than a tire on my chest.

Nick:Oh, sorry about that. Guess I went full force.

A bluish bruise was left where he grabbed her arm. While he frowned at it, Valerie was actually a bit surprised and a bit impressed. Seeing Nicholas that serious outside of a match is a rare sight. Forever he’s cool, collected, and isn’t one to show up that much. She could count the number of times that he’s actually caught an attitude with somebody. Soon her aura kicked in and erased the bruise all together.

Valerie:Look, all better in no time at all. Also no need to apologize for saving my skin. *smirking* Been awhile since I’ve seen that level of pissed off from you.

Nick:*red* Well can you blame me!? Almost had a tragedy today.

Valerie:Oh but we still do...*points to the snow*

Both of them watch the white snow become dyed brown and melting from their spilled morning brew. Sadly they pick up the trash and continue to walk.

Valerie:Better the drinks than me but still a shame.

Nick:Sigh, Maybe I should’ve stayed in bed today too. Tomorrow let’s just ride the bus.

Valerie:*giggles* You’re the boss!

The two of them walked twice as fast to school until they ended up in front of the school. Nothing amazing about the building really. Just the regular combat/high school. Half the size of Beacon or Atlas maybe which makes since considering there’s no dorms. Just plenty of class rooms, a huge cafeteria, and a massive space in the back filled with multiple area’s designed for different sports. All in all the back had to be a least a couple of acres give or take but it’s mostly for the track and plenty of open space. They’ve arrived before most students even though they walked. Winter break must be making everyone a bit sluggish. Thes shiny white and gray hallways should have tons of people struggling to remember their locker combinations right now.

Valerie:Looks like most people are following your sister’s lead about school. Oh well, that just means science might be quiet for a change. Only one way to find out. *walking away* If I see you in between classes I’ll give you the inside scoop on the test.

Nick:I’d rather you just make sure you pass so all that studying wasn’t for nothing.

Valerie:Deal! Consider it my way of thanking you from earlier.

Nick:......

Nick:I don’t wanna be that guy but that gift doesn’t sound worth it.

Valerie:Hehehe, I guess you’re right. Give me some time to think about it. Love ya! *runs off*

Nick:.....Sigh, not the way I wish you would.

Valerie:(Hmmm for second I thought he had something in mind. Oh what to do? Maybe Summer can give me a couple ideas later; possibly even make a whole day out of it!) *grinning* Pfft wouldn’t that be nice?

Nick:*opening Locker* (Okay, Take notes in history for two, Ace a science test, lunch, free period, and then help organize the tournament. Should be a calm day.)

P.A. System:Would all members of the student council please meet in the auditorium during first period? Thank you...”

Nick:Okay, no notes I guess. I can always use free period. Still a calm day. *closes locker*

He turns around to see a middle aged black man dressed in a stylish black suit with a cyan tie and a black fedora with a ribbon around it that matches the tie. The man smiles at Nicholas who displays a neutral face that slowly turns into one of exhaustion, even though the day just started.

Nick:Hello Mr. Coal.

Flynt:Hello Nicholas, shall we talk in the courtyard or my office.

Nick:The principal’s office always has candy so I think you know my answer.

Flynt:Let’s mosy on then.

Nick:Sigh, I wish I still had my coffee.

Part 5

#rwby twin snowflakes #rwby #nicholas schnee #summer schnee #val valkyrie #flynt coal #rwby whiteknight

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enchantment1385 · 6 years

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OC interview meme ... Pt 2

I was tagged by @dickeybbqpit @keeperscompanionsdai and @shield-maiden-of-sherwood You guys are all beautiful and lovely for thinking of me ;) So, let’s ask post trespasser Faeron some questions, shall we?

1. What is your name? Faeron Tamlith Lavellan

2. What is your real name? Ummm... That... That is my real name...

3. Do you know why you were called that? My mother once told me it means "Bright in Mind and Spirit" *he giggles* I expect they really chose it because they liked it though.

4. Are you single or taken? *he almost winces at the question* I... WAS with someone... It... We... *he sighs sadly* Single.

5. Have any abilities or powers? Hmmm... I can cook? Although... The lack of arm hinders that somewhat. Need more help nowadays with the preparation and stuff. *A small sweet smile graces his face* Or.. did you mean stuff like this...? * He waves his hand and it begins to snow inside...*

7. What’s your eye colour? *he chuckles* Good question! You tell me *he winks* I once got told they were the colour of magic... That was very sweet. I’m honestly not sure if they’re periwinkle blue with golden flecks, OR, golden with periwinkle blue flecks?

8. How about your hair color? *He blows his hair in front of his face* From what’s left of it... Still looks to be blue black. Someone once called that ‘raven’. *he says sweeping his hair back again*

9. Have you any family members? Nico is well, if that’s what you’re asking? *he smiles* Father is still as strong as an ox... I... I have been a little... reserved as of late... There are people I should have visited now there’s time again... It’s just been... Difficult... * He seems to fade away for a moment staring at the floor* The clan is well. Varric keeps asking for a visit too! ...I should probably save him from the paperwork at some point...

10. Oh? What about pets? *sigh* No one let me keep the dragon egg we found *he says with a pout* I told everyone it would be fine, but... They still said no. I still have my Halla, Ghilas? He’s such a good boy! He likes it when I let him sleep near the fire when we are traveling and rub his tummy... Nico, doesn’t like that so much though... She just... glares at him, and mutters things like ‘Just try scaring me, you shit horse...’ ... It’s uncomfortable. Father says he’s not a ‘pet’, but he is! He likes to be spoilt. *he gives a big smile*

11. That’s cool I guess, now tell me about something you don’t like. That’s... A BIG question... Isn’t it? Do.. Do you mean big life things like, pain, and sadness? Or, more trivial? Like... The fact I don’t like wearing clothes?

12. Do you have any hobbies/activities you like doing? I feel like... *he clutches the stump of his missing arm.* Like, I’m relearning how to do everything at the moment. The first cake I made was... Lumpy and when I tried to dance and spin Harding... I lost my balance... and ended up in her arms! I still love Varric’s books?And can read them one handed! .... No, wait that sounded wrong... *he blushes*

13. Ever hurt anyone before? I... I hope not.

14. Ever… killed anyone before? *he looks ashamed of himself and looks at the floor.* Yes...

15. What kind of animal are you? Oooo! Ummm... Hmm... Maybe... Maybe a stag? Or a raven? Ooo! What about an owl?

16. Name your worst habits. I... I have been told I’m too soft, too kind, and too self sacrificing... *he give a humorless chuckle* I also cry a lot.

17. Do you look up to anyone at all? Oh yes! Nico, is strong and beautiful, clever, and brave. Varric is smooth and funny. Blackw- Thom, is Noble and kind. Cassandra is pure and wise. Josephine is sweet and friendly and soooo diplomatic! Bull is strong and unshakable. Cole is gentle as a breeze Lady viviane is... Well, she scares me... But, She is amazingly shrewd. Sera is brave and funny. We... We don’t talk about the others... It... It’s too fresh.

18. Gay, straight, or bisexual? *his eyes widen and he blushes bright red* I... I’m gay.

19. Do you go to school? Not... In... the traditional sense? Me and Nico were taught in many things though. Even when we didn’t want to be... Father, he... He wanted us to have every opportunity, so we learnt most of the trades of the camp.

20. Do you ever want to marry and have kids one day? *His face falls and it looks like someone has just ripped his heart out. He places a hand to his mouth and sits quietly for some time* More... More than anything... *he snuffles*

21. Do you have any fanboys/fangirls? Tut! Have you been talking to Nico? *he chuckles* Don’t pay any attention, it’s not true.

22. What are you most afraid of? I... I think the worst thing that could have happened, HAS... *he looks sad again* So now... Now I supposed I’m scared of pain... Loneliness... That my life will now be a void...

23. What do you usually wear? As little as possible. Clothes are always... Rough against my skin... I don’t like it... So, soft things?

24. Do you love someone? Of course. *He smiles* I love lots of people.

25. When was the last time you wet yourself? I have no idea... I expect when I was out with this? *he holds up what’s left of his arm* I mean... It’s not a regular thing, I can say that! *He smirks*

26. Well, it’s not over yet! Okay! *he smiles*

27. What class are you? (High class, middle class, low class) Ummmm... I... I’m an elf? I mean... I know people are nice enough to us now because we saved Thedas and everything, but... Still an elf. *he giggles*

28. How many friends do you have? Lots! I made friends with the soldiers... *his face contorts into confusion* Want to know something really weird? So many of them were call Jim... It got creepy!

29. What are your thoughts on pie? I have made many! Why? Did you want one? I can probably make you something if you’re hungry?

30. Favourite drink? Anything with apples and elderflower. Meed is yummy... and jasmine tea.

31. What’s your favourite place? There’s this little nook behind the waterfall in the undercroft... It’s nice there.

32. Are you interested in someone? I adore them... *he gives the saddest smile you’ve ever seen, his eyes glassy* But... Love isn’t always enough... so I have learned....

33. What’s your bra cup size and/or how big is your willy? *Faeron’s ears flick (which only happens when he gets realllllly flustered) and he goes beet red* I... Ummm... I.... I don’t know how to answer this... I’ve seen bigger... But no one has ever complained?

34. Would you rather swim in the lake or the ocean? Lakes. I love swimming in them.

35. What’s your type? I would say I don’t have one... Nico says I have a weakness for rogues and redheads...

36. Any fetishes? *He pouts and looks up thinking* Don’t think so... I mean, depends what you call a fetish I suppose? I LIKE certain things... But nothing ‘weird’. *he giggles*

37. Seme or uke? Top or Bottom? Dominant or Submissive? *he chokes and sputters going as red as ever* I ummm.... I’m not great at being dominant... Ever! As for... Ahem... I ... I like both...

38. Camping or indoors? I like both, but... Outdoors has the stars. *he smiles*

39. Are you wanting the interview to end? I don’t mind. *he gives a soft shrug and a smile*

40. Now it’s over! Oh. *he giggles* Okay! Was... Was it okay?

Tagging: @dreadhobo @tessa1972 @dinah-myles @queen-of-the-crows @john-cousland @long-liv-prairies @sassylavellen @hoehoehoelt @gugle1980 @inquisitorsmabari @inquisitor-julia @mamawolf0714

#faeron lavellan #post trespasser #dragon age #my OC #my poor boy

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lonelypond · 3 years

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No Shoes, No Shirt, You Service, Ch. 2

DiaYou, Love Live Sunshine, 1.2K, 2/?

You has some visitors and a sunset rendezvous to get to.

Confusions

Now that the door blockade was a morning memory, the post commute, pre lunch lull happened. You happily took the distraction of moving boxes, the exertion left her no mental space to review the morning’s weirdness. But it wasn’t over. The door opened and Chika and Kanan blasted in.

“There a new salvage crew in town.” Kanan slammed a hand onto the counter.

“And they stole our booty.” Chika whined.

“Don’t call it that.” Kanan pulled out her phone, “Look at this.”

You smiled apologetically at the surfer Kanan had shoved past, “I’m working. There's a line.”

Kanan frowned, “I’ll take a water.”

“Oooh, give me a...whatever that tall neon blue thing is…”

“I’m not paying.”

“You’ll give me the friends and family discount, right, You.” Chika’s outrageous wink led to grumbling in the line behind her.

“There is NO friends and family discount,” You announced loudly, “That will be five dollars and seventy three cents.”

Chika turned out the pocket of her mini overalls. She had a shell and a nickel, “Kanan?”

Kanan shoved the phone at Chika.

“Oh.”

“Here.” You shoved the blinding bright blue slush and sugar slurry at Chika and pulled six dollars out of her wallet. “Jade’s got your water at the end of the counter, Kanan.”

“Look at this.” Phone shoved in her face again, looked like gold things, but You pushed it back at Kanan, “Sit down. I’ll look on my break.”

Kanan grumbled, but with Chika pulling her toward a table, she decided not to resist. You gave Chika a grateful salute and turned on the charm for the disgruntled surfer Kanan had shoved aside.

“Didn’t I see you out on South Beach yesterday morning? Wasn’t that an awesome series of waves.”

Bad mood dissolved like morning mist, and You picked up a tip about which beach is best at the new moon.

###

“So what’s up?” You slid next to Chika.

“Someone stole our stash.” Kanan crumpled her cup.

“What stash?”

“Me and Kanan had been talking about taking the boat out and diving and now suddenly, someone sold Yama all this gold. It’s in the window.”

On Chika’s phone was a poorly lit picture of what looked like a large pile of doubloons and half a dozen marked and stamped silver Spanish treasure bars.

You whistled, “You knew where this was? Why didn’t you grab it?"

Kanan had her head in her hands, “We suspected. We were going to dive on our next free day….but…”

“Tourists.” Chika frowned, leaning back, arms crossed over her chest.

“But that’s good for business.”

Kanan, now face planted, seemed to nod.

“No appreciation for archeological value…” Kanan muttered, “Yama just cleans ‘em up and sells ‘em. I should just report him.”

“But he taught you how to dive…” You and Chika recited.

Kanan sat up, a hand on You’s shoulders, “You have to help me tonight. We’re going to go down and see if I was right and see if there’s anything left.”

“Sure…” then You had a vision of Dia, tall and regal, and shook her head, “Can’t. Have to show a tourist around town.”

“A diving, salvage stealing tourist?” Kanan hissed.

You laughed, “She doesn’t look like the kind of person who’d do anything to crack a nail.”

“Ooohh, when do we meet her?”

“Not tonight.” You stood up, “My break’s over. Get out of here. You make my boss nervous, Chika.”

“The lever on that machine was halfway off already.” Chika said, loudly enough to carry behind the counter, where Dany was glowering.

“I’ll call you later.”

“Behave yourself.” Kanan clipped You on the shoulder.

A cheeky salute was always the only answer to that.

###

You had rushed home to change. Dia...You paused, picturing the elegant beauty in her mind, hadn’t said anything about where they were going. Or what kind of places she wanted You to show her. But You couldn’t imagine Dia in anything casual. But it was summer...and touristy...and...You pulled out one of her favorite casual dresses she'd designed and sewn, with an open at the sides blue top that matched her eyes and a loose, floral skirt that carried the blue through it. Simple silver sandals completed the outfit. And then You rushed off to the pier before she changed her mind again.

Dia was standing, posed against the sunset, a sheath dress knitted from some kind of glimmering, metallic, silver green yarn falling straight from her shoulders. It caught every light source and the glints moved like water. You, realizing how underdressed she was, almost turned and ran. Dia spotted You, smiled, and pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind her back, all whites and blues and greens.

“Hello, You.”

“Dia.” You was breathless.

Dia grinned, “For you.”

“Ummmm…” You certainly didn’t have room for them in her purse, but she reached for them anyway, burying her face in them to cover a blush.

“I have reservations at the Coral Room at the Ohara.” Dia said smoothly.

You nearly dropped the flowers.

Dia picked up on You’s distress, “Is that all right?”

“No…”

Dia stepped back, surprised.

“The people there, they’re so...rich…” You winced at the word, hoping Dia wouldn’t be insulted, “It’s so fancy, everybody has designer dresses, I sewed this myself, they’re…” You paused, and then a little desperate, groaned, “so grown up.”

“You look lovely. No one will compare.” Dia opened a bag that looked like an actual clam, but mutant oversized, and clasped closed with delicately braided gold, “I have cash.”

You stared at the clutch filled with hundreds and began to get dizzy. She bolted for the bench at the end of the pier, sitting, wanting a bag to breathe into so she didn’t hyperventilate and drown in this weirdness.

Dia rushed over, concerned, “Mama said take you out to dinner, Ruby said go somewhere they knew me...is that not right?”

“Somewhere they know you?” You raised her head. “Who are you?”

“Dia. I told you.” Dia was starting to frown.

“I know that. Dia who? Dia Windsor, Dia the Duchess Of Atlantis, Dia the Goddess Who Fell From The Moon?”

Dia stared for a long time at You, then shook herself, “Wait here.”

Dia ran for the water, dove in, and disappeared. Duchess of Atlantis seemed to be winning, You thought, as she leaned her head back and stared into the sky, wispy clouds racing across a waxing moon as the wind picked up. You was sure she never wanted to be anywhere she couldn’t smell the sea on the air. And then cold water flecked her cheeks and You looked up and Dia was there, flipping her hair back over her shoulder, changed into board shorts and a green bikini top. She unzipped the top of a sling bag, pulling out a tan open weave linen cardigan and wrapping it around herself.

“Hi.”

Dia sounded nervous. It was kinda cute. ““Sorry to make you wait. Want to go to the movies?”

So that’s how they were doing this. Okay. You sat up. Time to take control of the date. And talk.

“There’s a little beach shack five minutes from here. They do cheddar bacon burgers you have to bite into to believe and their fry salt is divine and dilly. They only take cash. We can grab a bag, sit on a bench, listen to the ocean, and you can tell me about your family. Who’s Ruby?”

“Acceptable. But you have to tell me where you learned your design skills.” Dia reached out a hand to gently stroke You’s skirt with her fingertips, “This is flawless.”

Someone had finally noticed. You felt giddy.

A/N: MerMay continues

#MerMay #YouDia #DiaYou #watanabe you #kanan matsuura #kurosawa dia #takami chika #Coffee And Mermaids

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