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caramelmillktea · 2 years

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Pairing(s) : tattoo!artist!Vi x florist!fem!reader

proofread : Yes/no/semi

wordcount fic : 1.608 words

warnings : swearing

author's note : I have a feeling the vi x reader hashtag is dying slowely?? So I'm here to spice it up a bit. Anyhow I wanted say thank you for reading my story!! It brings a smile on my face to see y'all enjoying this story. This story has been so fun and comforting to write :)

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It was a Saturday afternoon. The sun rays shone through the windows creating a magical atmosphere. It was quiet in your flower shop, the only thing you could hear was the soft chimes of your wind chime. You could hear your cat meowing as she approached you. "Hey there whiskers" you squat down to her level and scratch her behind her ear. She meowed in response.

You heard the doorbell chime signaling someone has entered. Your cat ran quickly into the room at the back. You stood up to see who your next customer was. A young slim pale woman entered the shop, she had dark blue hair and blue eyes.

"Hi there Caitlyn!" You smiled and gave her a small wave. Caitlyn waved back to you as she made her way over to the counter. "What brings you in today?"

"I need your advice on something" You caught you by surprise. Has she really driven here just for your advice? She had your phone number so she could've texted you.

"Sure thing, what's up Cait?" God, you hated seeing Caitlyn so worried.

"I recall you saying that certain flowers have certain meanings"

"Yeah, why?" You saw that something was bothering her but you didn't know what it was. "Caitlyn, hey…. Are you ok?"

"...My father fell ill a few days ago" Caitlyn's voice seemed small.

"I'm so sorry to hear that, how is he holding up?"

"The doctor's said that it was just a fever but I can't help but worry." Caitlyn's gaze lowered to the counter.

"Don't worry about it." You put a hand on her shoulder. "Things will turn out to be fine. He'll be better before you know it. There is nothing to worry about."

Caitlyn was quiet before speaking up. "Maybe you're right. Maybe I'm just overthinking it." Caitlyn put a hand on yours. "Thanks Y/n."

"Anytime" you gave her a small smile. "So, what did you need my advice on-"

You were cut off by the front door slamming open, the little doorbell above flying off its place. You jumped and made a little noise of surprise. You and Caitlyn.

"Y/NNNNNN!" Jinx whined, standing in the doorway, an empty plastic box was in her fingerless gloved hand. "You promised you'd give me a batch of cookies around 1 pm but it's currently 1:01 pm.

"Hello to you too Jinx." you regained your posture again.

Jinx walked towards you but stopped in her tracks when she made eye contact with Caitlyn.

"Caitlyn." Jinx gave her a frosty look which Caitlyn returned.

"Powder "

You could feel the temperature getting cooler in the room. They knew each other? Guess it's a small world afterall. You looked between the females before speaking up.

"I'm sorry Jinx, but a friend of mine is visiting me and I lost track of time. I have the cookies ready upstairs but first I'm going to help my customer." You explained "you can wait and take a seat on the stool right over there if you want to sit." You gestured to the black stool where Vi would sit most of the time.

"Alright, I'll just wait right over there" she points her finger towards the stool. "Goodluck helping out your 'friend'" Jinx grins and sits down on the stool. Her legs stretched out in front of her.

"Now where were we?" You turned your attention back to Caitlyn.

"I recall you saying that certain flowers have certain meanings correct?"

"That's correct indeed."

"Is there a flower that means good health or something?"

"There indeed is. Should I make a get-well-soon bouquet?"

"That would be wonderful." You nodded and started working on a bouquet, grabbing the flowers you needed.

When you were done with the bouquet, you handed it to Caitlyn. "It's on the house Cait"

"I couldn't…" Cait humbling refused.

"Please, I insist. When I went to piltover for the first time your dad welcomed me with open arms, this is the least I could do." Cait nodded and thanked you.

"Send him my regards."

"I will." Cait gave you a grateful smile. She turned around to leave but froze as made eye contact with the tall, athletic form in front of her.

“Hey Vi! Here to sketch again?" You smiled but Vi didn't respond. Her attention was focused on Caitlyn.

"Vi?" "

“Caitlyn?”

“Y/n” The blue haired girl on the stool said. Vi and Catlyn looked at Jinx.

“ What? I thought we were saying each other's names. You two already said each other's name so I said Y/n.” Jinx petted Whiskers while looking at the three of you. Caitlyn gave Jinx a glare. Jinx ignored her glare and turned her attention back to Whiskers.

You looked at Caitlyn and Vi.6 You didn’t know they knew each other. Guess it's a small world afterall. Though you couldn’t quite figure out what their relationship was between the two of them.

“... I should get going,” Cailyn said after a while. “It was nice seeing you again…”

“... Likewise.” Vi mumbled and nodded. “Thank you again for the flowers.”

“Like I said, it was my pleasure.”

Caitlyn nodded before making her way towards the front door. Vi’s pale gray eyes met Caitlyn’s blue ones when she walked past her. Vi followed Caitlyn’s form with her eyes when she left the shop.

“Welp… That was awkward ” Jinx called out, breaking the silence. Vi glared at her little sister.

“What? It’s the truth!” Jinx threw her hands up in defense.

“I didn’t know you knew Caitlyn Vi. Was she a friend of yours?”

“Oh yeah, they were ‘very good’ friends” Jinx giggled.

Vi looked at Jinx. “Yeah, you could say that...”

“Cailtyn was Vi’s girlfriend.” Jinx said as the cat escaped from her grasp, she pouted.

“Powder!”

“What? What are you gonna do? Tell Vander I was being annoying?” Jinx said, daring.

“I don’t need to tell Vander when I can do it myself.” Vi said confidently.

“Oohhh so scary.” Jinx said sarcastically. “You’re gonna give me another lecture? Oh I’m so scared.”

“No arcade for a week!”

“I don’t go there anymore.” Jinx retorts.

“Fine! no more.. tv.”

“I can always draw or watch tv at someone else's place….” Jinx trailed off.

“No more going to Ekko again for a week.”

“What!? No!”

“If you keep this up I need to take precautions.”

“That’s cruel, even for you.”

“Don’t test me” Vi walked over to Jinx. “Also what are you doing here? Don’t you have homework to do or something at home?”

“Already did.” Jinx responded. “And to answer your first question, Toots here promised me a fresh batch of cookies.” Jinx turned to you. “Right Y/n?”

“Yup.” You shifted your focus to Jinx “Wait here Jinx, I’ll get the cookies from upstairs.” You said before disappearing into the backroom.

“Man, you should really get you a girlfriend like that Vi.” Jinx bowed forward, her elbows propped up on her thighs and her hand resting in her hands. “Imagine all the delicious pastries you can get for free.”

“Is that the only thing you like about her? Her baking?” Vi chuckled.

“No, but it's one of her many good qualities. I’d say go for her.”

“She’s taken and you know it.” Vi said.

“So? It’s time she’d get a partner who isn’t an asshole.”

“Language!”

“What?! I’m old enough to say words like that.” Jinx protested.

“Aren’t you like fourteen years old or something?” Vi teased.

“I’m seventeen, excuse you!”

You walked in with a plastic container filled with cookies. “ What were the two of you talking about? I could hear the banter from the second floor.” You chuckled.

“Nothing important, we were just talking.”

“Yeahhh” Jinx joined in. “We were just talking.”

You looked at the two sisters but shrugged. “Here Jinx.” You handed the plastic container. “The cookies.”

Jinx’s face lit up and hugged the container close to her. “Thank you so much!!” Jinx went up to you and gave you a quick hug. Jinx stuck out her tongue towards Vi and blew a raspberry before leaving the shop. Vi rolled her eyes at her little sister's antics. You giggled at the two sisters' interaction.

“Your sister really needs to slow down with those pastries.” You laughed.

“I mean, she isn’t the only one who eats them. Hell, even my dad eats them too.” Vi chuckled.

“I just realized you never talked about your dad.” You said before covering your mouth. Maybe she had a reason why she never talks about her parents. “You don’t have to tell me of course but I just realized it."

"Nah, I don't mind." Vi smiled and sat down on the black stool with a loud thund. "There isn't really anything interesting to tell. Vander runs a bar called the last drop. Even though he isn't my biological dad, he is the closest thing I've had to a father figure." Vi smiled a little at the thought.

"So what about you?" Vi looked up at you. "Why don't you talk much about your parents?"

You sucked in a breath. "Oh no reason, there isn't anything to tell really" your voice cracked a bit as you smiled. Your fingers playing with the scissors causing it to open and close.

"My parents are traveling a lot, they wanted to 'live their old days' to the fullest" You laughed weakly.

"Do you still talk to them?" You stopped playing with the scissors. "Yup! They sometimes call me every now and then, I believe they're currently in the Bahamas." You smiled.

Vi looked at you before saying. "That's nice." With a smile.

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yanban-san · 2 years

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Do you think demon!Emmet and Ingo would use the newly made subway to isolate their darling? Been watching a silent hill 3 playthrough, and I wonder if they’d try to bend reality into putting their darling into an abandoned version of the subway.

They don’t like to scare their darling, but maybe they feel like they’re losing you to somebody else. So they put you in a small closed off reality to make you nervous, wandering around, begging for help so they can be your rescuers. So when they assist you out of “time out” they can gaslight gatekeep girlboss you into thinking you were just in abandoned subway tunnels, having you cling to them so cutely.

(Anon thank you for the brain worm and also I'm baking you cookies)

Them using the Subway for such purposes would be quite nefarious- And absolutely. They may have comical brain cells and they’re very deredere but they’re like. One twig snap away from acting like the unhinged demonic creatures they were meant to be. That was so mean of you, you know- Hanging out with a young man and exchanging numbers with him- You even told your friends you were going to call him later! They needed to put a stop to this immediately. Remind you of who really cared about you, you know?

CW: Polyamory, Demon/Eldritch AU, Manipulation, Yandere, SFW, Reader is AFAB

Under the cut for space saving reasons as always!

You turned right. And then right again.

Tunnel R-5... R-4... And then a connector line.

That went right.

You studied your map. According to the map, the tunnel was supposed to- to turn left. Not right! That's right, it even showed it right here... R-5, then R-4, then... a left leaning connector line up to tunnel D-18.

Maybe the map was wrong?

And of course this had to happen right when you were done with training too- As fast as you'd gotten hired at Gear Station, you were going to get fired now, too! You turned down the connector line and-

Wait. F-25?

You looked at your map.

You looked at the tunnel marker.

There was no tunnel F-25.

Don't worry, you thought- you can just turn around, and there were emergency assist buttons back at the R-category tunnels. F-25 didn't exist. You looked around the tunnel and...

The railway track... looked awfully rusted, didn't it? And the tunnel- the paint markings were worn, faded- And there were no service bells nor cabling extending down here.

All of a sudden, it was deathly silent; The only sound was of wind blowing through the tunnels, howling terribly- Sounding more like a cacophony of eerie wails rather than air.

Your heart was thudding in your chest. Where had you ended up? You ran back down to the connector line and-

R-5. But- Did R-5 always bend off to the left?

Your head hurt.

You went walking down the tunnel- and found an emergency call signal. You pulled it forcefully.

Nothing. The signal light didn't come on, nor did the alarm start blaring-

Though you did hear something clunk violently in the distance.

You tried to dial your X-Transceiver.

Nothing.

Panic set in. Perhaps you could find a surface access tunnel- Just- Anything-

And strangely enough- It felt- somehow, like you were being watched in the darkness of the tunnel. But there was nothing there, whenever you looked.

"H-Hello?" You called out- Half hoping someone would answer, the other half terrified of what might answer. Your lantern shined down onto the rusted tracks of the tunnel-

Wait. Rusted? That couldn’t be right-

But it was. The tracks looked ancient. Worn away by corrosion-

This was not Gear Station; It couldn't be. The whole place looked like it hadn't been touched in decades- And where were the access stairs? There were plenty of points around the subway that just opened up to the City above- To Nimbasa-

"Hello!! Hello, I’m lost-!" You shouted into the darkness- “Is anyone there? Hello? Please Help!”

The wind was the only reply you got.

You kept walking.

And walking.

At least you had your lamp, you reassured yourself- And flashed it at the wall to read the tunnel identification marker.

L̶̪̋-̵͔͕͈̐Ѭ̵͔̮͛͗͗ͅሡ̸̰̖̋̌͘ჶ̸̯̱͒̚̕͜ሢ̵̹͊

Well that certainly wasn't a tunnel marker you recognized. The letters weren't in English, and you couldn't place them from anywhere- And they almost hurt to look at, in a way. Graffiti, probably. You turned your lamp away, scanning the wall again-

R-6, it read. In the place of the strange letters.

You blinked, and studied the mark under the lamp light for a minute- Before it suddenly gave out, and you were in the dark.

The wind seemed even louder now- as did your heartbeat and the rapidly increasing sound of your breath as an adrenaline rush kicked in. You hadn't noticed it, but there weren't any lights down here in the tunnels either.

A power outage. A full scale power outage.

"I-Is anybody there? Please- Help!" You cried out into the darkness.

There were strange sounds now, too. Not the normal, already eerie sounds of echoing train carts or machinery that could be heard through the tunnels- but stranger sounds. A deep, thudding, pulsing beat- metal scraping over metal- And you swore you heard whispering growls- Strange thumpings that sounded like something scuttling about behind you-

And your own heartbeat. Thudding harshly in your ears, and feeling like it was echoing around the imposing, towering walls of the subway tunnels- Unable to bear it, you took off running. Panic took over your senses, and tears tinged your eyes- No matter what direction you took, everything looked the same. You'd passed R-5 several times now- And the other tunnels all looked the same- Smelling of mold and grime and musty dirt. Finally, you collapsed; And cried. This was so idiotic, you thought. And frightening. You weren't so stupid- as to get lost on your first, actual day working! And everything had been going so well for you too... You'd even been planning to go on a date with a rather cute young man you'd met at the amusement park- Milton was his name.

Would you ever get out of here? You looked up into the darkness. Your eyes had long since adjusted, but it was still almost impossible to see anything of importance. Strangely, there was a light, though where exactly it was coming from you couldn't tell. You let yourself cry a little bit- You were so afraid, so terrified- and your feet hurt now.

“Please, anyone…” You cried- “Somebody, please- I’m lost-”

Your sobs quieted after a short while- and you heard the sound of footsteps.

A light appeared down one of the tunnels- and the familiar sounds of the Subway Station returned, as echoey and loud as ever.

"Is that-" You heard a familiar, deep voice call out-

"I believe so-" The other voice answered-

You probably looked a right mess- And shakily got up, and suddenly the maintenance lights came on with a dull thud that echoed through the tunnels- And the familiar, comforting hum of the fluorescent lights had never seemed so pleasant before.

You couldn't help yourself; You ran up to your two bosses and clung to their coats, sobbing lightly. Surprisingly, they didn't shake you off- And you felt one of their hands reach over your head and pet it affectionately.

"There, there- That must've been so frightening. How long have you been down here, dear?" Ingo took you over to the maintenance walkway, sitting you down against his leg and holding you. "I-I don't know," you gasped out. Emmet sat beside you, rubbing your other hand.

"It's a good thing we realized that the power got cut off over here, isn't it?" He said, looking into his brother's eyes for confirmation. Ingo nodded. "Yes, we didn't realize you'd been sent down here for a rail inspection... There's faulty wiring back at the main power station for this section of the rail and- We're so sorry you got lost down here. And on your first day, too..."

Emmet turned your face towards his, reaching in a smidgen too close; His silver eyes inspecting every inch of your face- Not that you noticed. "Are you sure you're alright?" He put a hand to your forehead, and another to your clavicle.

"She's feverish, brother... And her heart is verrrrry fast- Oh, I do not think you're okay at all!" Ingo's eyes flashed with worry at this revelation, and his arms moved around you to support you. You did feel kind of light headed, after your sudden run through the train tracks- and your feet hurt too.

You tried to recollect what exactly had happened in the tunnel; Your mind was hazy though. You had just- essentially been running in circles in the dark, from what you could tell. You felt like there'd been something strange about the whole experience, but you couldn't recall it. Like a bad nightmare. You refused to let them carry you, and so Emmet and Ingo supported you gingerly, taking both your arms in their own as they supported your back with their other hands, after you insisted on walking- Back into the light, and back to the main lobby of Gear Station. It was comforting, and without even really meaning to, you snuggled your hands into Ingo and Emmet's arms, pulling them against you.

"T-Thank you for helping me, Station Masters." You sheepishly answered. Your feet really did hurt- Maybe it would've been better to let one or the other carry you... No, what on Earth were you thinking? You felt Emmet squeeze your hand tightly. "Of course, it's our job to make sure everrryone is safe here! And you're verrry-" He stopped himself mid line, thinking- "You're... a new hire, so it's verrry important we watch out for you!" Ingo's hand pushed into your back. "Indeed, think nothing of this. It's our fault for not making sure you had a fully charged lamp light... and also for that power outage. That shouldn't have even been able to happen..." Ingo tapped your shoulder, drawing your attention to him. "Are you absolutely sure you're alright?"

"O-Of course, I'm fine! I'm just a little... shaken up, I guess." You let out a nervous laugh, and Emmet cocked his head at you. "Then how may we unshake you?" You snickered at your boss's joke, though Emmet was confused- Not that he'd show it based on your reaction. You were smiling at him, and that's all that mattered. "There's nothing to be done but for me to get some rest, I guess. Thank you, guys."

"Of course." Emmet beamed.

More- you were so cute, the way you smiled when you said "Thank you-" He wanted more-

"I'm verrry glad I decided to check again during the shift change. It would have been verrrry bad if we hadn't found you. Until later." You gulped, recalling the strange semi-lucid nightmare that had consumed you- "Y-yea, I guess... That would've been bad." Emmet interjected, his hand squeezing your own again- "Verrry bad. I'm verry happy we found you before then."

You smiled weakly back. Your headache may've been gone, but now that the adrenaline rush was wearing off, you felt weak and tired. "I am too. Thank you, Emmet- and Thanks, Ingo. I don't know what I would've done if you two hadn't shown up."

Yay! Emmet's heels clicked the floor aggressively as he walked with a more hurried pace- And Ingo took a second to adjust his hat, pulling it down. "I- You're welcome, I just hope you recover safely, dear." That was cute, you noted- The way he called you dear.

Neither of them would show it, but having you alone with them like this- So close, so perfectly, wonderfully close- And even that little praise drove them mad. You weren't aware of the many shadows moving against the falling light that stretched behind you, gently holding onto your clothing.

They returned you to the main lobby; It was already past your scheduled work hours, and so now you just needed to head home, after being checked over by an Audino and several of the Station nurses. You were fine; a little tired, a little stressed, nothing a good hot meal, bath, and rest wouldn't fix. Ingo and Emmet insisted on walking you back to your apartment- "It would put our minds at ease, please?" Ingo had asked you so gently- Oh, how could you refuse them when they'd been so nice already? And they lead you back, stopping to pick up some useful things for you and takeout-

Their treat, they insisted. Probably feeling bad that your first "unsupervised" day had gone so miserably.

You went up to your apartment, bidding farewell to your bosses- “And if you ever need anything else,” Ingo added as he leaned over you- “Please do not hesitate to ask us. You’re- er, one of our employees,” He finished, evidently finding what he said awkward himself, as he pulled his hat down. You giggled, and thanked them again, finally sitting down to enjoy your dinner- Your arms still strangely tingling from where Emmet and Ingo had held you- It was a curious feeling. And your heart was beating faster for a different reason now.

“That was very nice of them,” You muttered to yourself- Alone in your apartment. It felt wrong to call Milton to arrange your date now, strangely- Of course, your bosses- Neither of them, being famous trainers and Station Masters…would want to date you, right?

Unless-

You blushed as you thought back to how nicely they treated you just now- Surely that was more than they’d do for the average employee?

And Emmet smiled as both of them turned away from your apartment, returning to Gear Station.

You just needed a little bit of correcting, that was all. Ingo refused to just erase that foolish little Milton- and Emmet had to agree. If you ever found out- And they would be terrible about keeping secrets from you one day, If you ever found out- You’d be upset. And so Emmet devised another plan. You’d turn to them like the damsels in those hero movies did when they were saved from a scary situation. Thanking and praising them and turning those feelings into ones of admiration and love-

It was easy, of course. Twisting a dimension in on itself- There was a small problem when that… glitch in the distortion appeared. They hadn’t meant to frighten you so terribly. But still, it worked. Making you run around the subway for a few hours reminded you of the important things in life, and got those thoughts of that silly little human out of your head.

You clung so sweetly to them after they appeared to find you, pulling their arms into you- Emmet nearly burst with joy at your touch, so intimate- so close- And Ingo did the same. His shadows flinching intensely at your touch. And they adored your praise again- Emmet didn’t like having to weedle it out of you, but hearing you thank them- praise them for being so sweet, was the greatest thing he’d ever experienced - And one day, one day- you’d thank them with their true names. You’d look Emmet in his crown of eyes, stroking his wings- telling him how much you adored him- Calling out the names that held such power over them, and they’d give you a crown of light and shadow and call you their bride. Their soulbound beloved. Soon.

And he was so focused on his daydream, Emmet walked straight into a telephone poll with a resounding clang.

“What are you doing?!” Ingo hissed at him as he collapsed on the ground in pain. They were almost back to Gear Station.

“Daydreaming, Nobori.” Emmet hissed, his voice splitting into several as he tried to restore his human face- pain made parts of him snap into his “true” appearance by accident still. Something he needed to work on.

He rubbed the bridge of his nose. Infinite cosmic power, and somehow being a human still could make him feel pain. Ingo sighed at his brother, helping him up. Yes, a daydream indeed if it was capable of distracting him so to the point of losing his focus on physical reality.

Yes, just a daydream. For now.

#Demon AU #Monster AU #Demon Submas #Monster Submas #X Reader #Emmet X Reader #Ingo X Reader #Ingo/Reader #Emmet/Reader #seth.anon #seth.asks #Thank you for the brain worm anon this was fun <3 #seth.emmet #seth.ingo

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casspurrjoybell-26 · 10 days

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Too Old For This - Chapter 14 - Part 1

*Warning Adult Content*

When the two got it the driveway, they looked through the menu and after their time was up when the person in front of them was done ordering, Leroy got a McFlurry, which was essentially ice cream with chunks of chocolate cookies in it, while Zachary settled on an iced coffee flavored with just honey.

They ordered plain donuts together and when Leroy drove out of the drive-through, he parked the car in the nearby parking space before they started to eat.

"Hmm..." Zachary trailed, making Leroy pause to look at him.

The older man was staring down at the donut he'd taken a bite into with a weird frown on his face.

"This is good," he eventually said, nodding his head before taking another bite.

"It tastes like fried dough."

"I mean, it's a plain donut, there isn't much else it could be," Leroy commented, chuckling a little before taking a scope of the McFlurry.

"That looks like it could give you a heart attack," Zachary said, watching as Leroy took another spoon full of chocolate-dotted ice cream.

Leroy shrugged.

"It might but I think I'm fine with that."

Zachary chuckled, shaking his head.

The car fell into an awkward silence as the both of them ate and stared out into the distance.

The traffic was a bit much, considering it was rush hour, so Leroy wasn't in a hurry to start heading back.

He enjoyed Zachary's company, even if they weren't saying much and were just sitting next to each other.

"Thank you for taking me out today."

Leroy turned his head to look at Zachary who was turning a half-eaten donut between his fingers.

"I haven't been out much, so it was nice to move around," the man continued, licking his lips.

"Usually, it's just me on the lawn or looking out the window. Sometimes I have to take an Uber to the doctor but that's about it for the most part. I can count the number of times I cross the picket fence a year in my hands."

Leroy stayed silent, not really knowing what to say to that.

Zachary seemed to be oversharing but he couldn't just tell him to stop... he also really didn't want to.

There was something raw about his voice and expressions when he was honest and spoke freely.

It contrasted heavily with the tired demeanor he put up that just made him seem void of life and meek.

"You know, if there are things you want to do, I can take you..." Leroy said, breaking the silence.

"Remember I said we could go to the movies together, I meant that, you know."

Zachary bit his bottom lip, nibbling it a bit before letting out a sigh.

"You say that but trying to get a wheelchair into a cinema isn't as easy as rolling me into a grocery store."

Zachary chuckled a bit, looking down at his fingers as he sighed.

"I can't even remember the last time I was in a cinema. I think my parents were still together then."

Leroy's ears perked up.

"Your parents are divorced?"

Zachary nodded.

"Yeah."

He rested his back on the car seat, looking out into the distance as he curled his lips.

"In part due to me. They couldn't stop arguing about whose fault was what or how to split up childcare duties..."

"I'm sorry," Leroy said, cutting in.

"That must have been hard."

Zachary shook his head.

"Not really. Things were a lot easier when they weren't together. I didn't get the tail end of their fights anymore. No one took out shit on me when they started living separately."

Leroy could feel the air leave his lungs and his blood run cold when he processed what Zachary said.

"You got hit?"

Zachary blinked, frowning as if he was just thinking about it.

"No, no one hit me," he said, leaning forward and grabbing his coffee from the cup holder.

"That's not what I meant at all."

"Then what did you mean?" Leroy asked, watching Zachary take a few sips of his drink."

"Sometimes my dad would squeeze my arm so hard whenever he was taking care of me. Sometimes he would shake me and call me names..." Zachary trailed.

"But he was frustrated. I was always sick, always annoying, always needing help..."

"Zachary..."

"Any parent would lose their mind trying to take care of me. I get it. I don't blame them at all."

"I..." Leroy started but paused.

"I don't know what to say."

Zachary shrugged.

"That's okay, at least you're not trying to tell me it's not true."

The older man smiled a little but it disappeared a second later.

"I know I was difficult to take care of... I don't want anyone gaslighting me and telling me that's not true."

"It might be true, but you didn't ask to be born. They had you and were responsible for you," Leroy said and Zachary seemed to think about it for a bit before chuckling.

"You know, I don't like thinking of myself as a consequence my parents just had to deal with..." Zachary trailed and Leroy froze up a bit, not knowing what else to say.

The two sat in the car in silence, as Zachary drummed his fingers against his McCafé cup.

"I'm sorry for bringing all that up," Zachary mumbled.

"I don't really have the opportunity to talk like this and I just feel... safe? I think I feel safe around you," Zachary concluded and Leroy could feel his heart beating against his chest.

He wasn't sure why that made him so happy.

A smile crept up his lips as he nodded his head.

"I'm glad you feel that way," he mumbled, turning over to look at Zachary.

The older man's hazel eyes were holding his attention and Leroy noticed the twists in the man's hair were starting to drizzle.

"You know, if you want a more permanent hairstyle my sister's a hairstylist..." Leroy trailed, cocking his head a bit to look at the long curls that had been left untouched close to his hairline and sideburns.

"Do you do your own hair?" the younger man asked and Zachary nodded.

"Mostly, sometimes my sister does it..." Zachary trailed.

"I guess it's obvious that I don't have a wonderful grip. My hands hurt when I do them myself," he said, touching a twist with his fingers before dropping his hand and looking over at Leroy.

"Your sister's okay with curly hair?"

"I'll ask," Leroy said and Zachary nodded, taking another sip of his coffee.

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imagaintnerdwhosbored · 9 months

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Nightwing x Oc

I don't know how long I spent in what we would call 'housing' Month's years, I had no sense of time except when the alarms went off for lights out, and when I had to wake up. It was the same thing every day, woke up from that god awful alarm, went to the cafeteria for breakfast, with Lila, Owen, Jack, and Po, played at the toy room, had classes, and then came lunch, and then dinner. Everyone at 'housing' knew everyone else, at least a little, I knew everyone's names and talked to some of my dorm mates a little, but never a full-blown conversation. I had sat down at the table I always sat at with everyone else, in the morning. Are group had assigned jobs. Jack would grab the food, and black mailed the staff into giving us the extra cookies from yesterday's dessert. Thats what he was good at he knew everyone and almost everything. Po would grab orange juice with Owen, Po was the mother figure made sure Lila and Owen, always ate their vegetables and fruit. Patching us up so we didn't need to go to the medic. No one liked the medic, he was creepy, no kid that ever went in their remembered what the room or the doctor looked like. No one trusted him so we would use tape and some tissues as band aids, made sure none of the staff spotted us bleeding. And absolutely under no circumstances sneeze or cough in front of the staff stay. These are rules to survive housing, befriend a small number of people (only the people that you recognize the most,) staff always said that we all came in together and that how we know each other so well, never question anything no matter how long you have been their (The staff will always rat you out) you will be sent to the medic, Do not befriend staff (it means they're going to get thrown out and you're going to get punished) and for god's sake don't look for an exit (Even if there is one there is security cameras every were.)

Back to the thing, my job was to make sure Lila didn't do anything stupid. She had a bad habit of trying to befriend everyone she meets. I was sitting talking to her when there was screaming.

'NOO, PLEASE I'LL NEVER ASK AGAIN PLEA-' I had sighed sadly every so often someone was taken to the medic, Thia time it had seemed the kid asked to many questions. All staff knew what scared and antagonized us the most, they used it as a way of discipline, here you were never safe, I recognized the kid too, he was in one of my class's.

Everyone stopped everything as soon as the door slammed shut, taking a moment of silence for the kid. No one knew how long someone would be in there for sometimes it was an hour, sometimes it would be a housing 'day' sometimes it would be '2 days' sometimes more.

When everyone started walking back to their seats after getting the food, there was still a lot of tension. It was awkward, dark, and the air could be cut with a knife. People started eating but I just stared at the plate of food I was given. Before Po nudged me,

'He'll be fine I promise' I looked up at her, I always had a stone-cold gaze, as long as I could remember even in those dreams, before I was in housing. I liked Po, so much because of the light in her eyes, same thing with Lila, they enjoyed everything they did, no matter how sad things got she always had a soft smile and life like eyes, like with Jack and Owen. I didn't' I never felt sympathy for someone really, I just feed off of others' emotions. I was so envious of that, to be able to sleep peacefully, to be able to play games, and learn about history and wars, and not think of how or why we were learning about it, to be layed back and calm, to not wonder why were enclosed in those walls and what's outside to begin with, to never wonder why we were there in the first place.

I wasn't like that I couldn't get sleep because of those dreams, always waking up with a start, my senses were always on flight when I was outside my dorm room. I never felt safe except for when I was under Po's gaze, she calmed me like a mother would her daughter, and I cherished her for that.

#angst #fluff #nightwing x oc #nightwing x reader

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deepseavibez · 3 years

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A Star In Your Sky || JJK

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Genre - Dad!Jungkook; Angst; Sadness; Melancholy; Drabble:

Summary - Helpless as he was, 'what you didn't know couldn't hurt you'... it would have to do. There was nothing else he could do.

Warning - Angst; Sadness; Major Character Death;

Word Count - 1.7k

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Jungkook woke up with a start at the blaring alarm. 5am - his phone flashed in red numbers. Snoozing it, he left it back on the table.

The fog on the windows signifying a cold morning, the dreary grey clouds overcast, the edge of dawn.

Wiping the sleep out of his eyes he righted his shirt, pulling his sleeves over his cold hands, ruffling his hair as he stretched his limbs and swung them over the couch.

The cold hit his bare feet as he stood up and started his way down the hall, switching the lights on as he walked, to navigate his way to the room right next to his.

Door slightly ajar, he pushed on it, the slight creak a normal sound, a part of the surroundings, the many years behind the action of tuning it out.

His eyes fell past the threshold, items he knew by heart, colors he had committed to memory, the scent and the surroundings - his home.

The curtains in this room were purple, deep purple, the hue something akin to indigo, silver moons and stars shone at the catch of even the tiniest bit of light.

There were posters of cartoons, drawings in crayons and paints, a basket of toys in the corner of the room, and Cooky, the pink plush toy staring back on the made bed.

Eyes scanning the toy he remembered the day it came home.

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'Dad, look what Uncle Jinnie got me,' Moon ran up to him, as she giggled in excitement, eyes lighting up at the plush toy in her hand.

Turning toward the sound of his daughter, he bent down on one knee so she could hop into his waiting arms. He held her easily, her form tiny and stable in his muscled hands.

Her momentary glance to the tattoo on his skin, a second nature, something that made her smile, as her name had been carved into his forearm, stars surrounding it with a Saturn ring.

She was Daddy's little girl and she loved every moment of it.

Meeting her fathers eyes, she held up the pink bunny in her arms, a prize worth every drop of attention he could give.

Smiling bemused he asked her, 'What about all the other teddy's in your room, babygirl?'

He nosed at her cheek as he teased her.

Her eyes went as wide as saucers, 'Dad!' she exclaimed in a mock whisper, 'They aren't Teddy's, they all have names.'

'Yeah, Jk, how can you call them Teddy's,' Jin played along, just as scandalized at his dongsaengs choice of words.

Mouth twitching, the mole on his chin, shifting at the movement, he raised an eyebrow at his hyung, 'I'm surprised you didn't get her the RJ.'

'Now, now, I did explain the perks of having RJ, but she is Daddy's little girl.' They smiled, endeared with the toddler between them.

It was the last proper, happy outing they had, ice-cream, feeding the seagulls, playing in the sand, her best days with her father and her Uncle Jin.

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‘I don't care what happens to me, I don’t care about the money! Just please save my baby, please!’ Jungkook was enraged, angry at the world, helpless, desperate.

Stage 4. She was only a child, her tiny body fit in his arms, her form only half of him.

It came out of nowhere, severe bruising and bleeding when she fell down, or got cut. Trouble breathing when she ran, nausea when she ate and sometimes not wanting to eat at all. Waking up to her cries in the middle of the night, sniffling quietly, at the pains in her body.

Too many symptoms, too many blood tests later, too many restless, sleepless nights, she was diagnosed with leukemia.

There were weeks of waiting for results, test after test, of having to sit her in his lap, and explain why she needed to see countless doctors and that things would get better, that it was just for now.

But as he stood opposite her doctor, his hyung holding his shoulder, he had to go home and tell her he lied. He lied.

He'd have to tell her that there was no turning back, and if it was too late for his daughter, the love of his life, the very center of his world, for him, there would be no way forward.

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He stood at the doorway of her hospital room, having just gone home to change up and get her favorite mac and cheese. The sight he met every single time, not something he had gotten used to, despite the number of weeks he’d been at the forefront of it all.

The tubes along her face, her nose, in her arms, something a baby should never have to go through. A parent should never have to think about outliving their child. It wasn’t the cycle. It wasn’t fair.

She deserved, to hit double digits, to find love, to have him fight the need to protect her from every mistake, to always be there for her, she deserved friends, memories, the chance to discover hobbies, she deserved more time.

The saddest part was that she was too young to think of any of those things, and yet, maybe it could also be a blessing.

What you didn’t know couldn’t hurt you, right.

Blinking back tears he plastered a fake smile on his face, the brightest one he felt he could muster. ‘Hey, babygirl.’

She looked up, a small smile, slowly making its way up her cheeks, her face pale. Opening her mouth to speak, he shook his head at her. ‘No, no, shh, baby, don’t hurt your throat.’

Making his way over to her bed, he gingerly climbed in next to her, the nurses used to his presence, the doctors having no objection considering the care he had with her as he slotted himself protectively over her.

Pecking her on the head, he took note of the scrapbook in her hand. She looked at it everyday, pictures of her six loving uncles, Taehyung plaiting her hair, Jimin showing her tiny jewelry pieces, stick-ons for her ears, Namjoon with a bunch of block letters, a tower of it clearly having collapsed around them. Her Uncle Hobi always made her smile, as he had her on his back and his neck, walked her around the apartments like he was her personal chauffeur, Yooni holding her as she slept, light music playing in the background, and her Uncle Jin, her favourite Uncle Jin, always around, choosing school bags, spoiling her with anything she wanted, anything that caught her eye, especially morning blueberry waffles and her dad, Jungkook, her dad, the youngest, the one with the most time, the most allowance to make reckless decisions, the one who adapted his whole life around her inclusion in his life.

‘Hey, remember the story of your first birthday,’ His voice exuberant at her cake covered face,’when you didn’t want to wear the red jacket Uncle Tae gave you, and you cried for his instead,’ he petted her head as he searched her face for recognition.

She pouted at the mention of it, the story recounted so many times before,’Uncle Tae’s jacket was purple, Dad. How could I not want it,’ Her cheekiness earned her a light flick to her nose.

She upturned it crossly, a little zest in her eyes at the familiar chastising.

They paused, looking at each other, before the smile slowly disappeared from her face, the reaction apparently contagious as Jungkook sat up in concern. ‘Dad,’ she started softly, her eyes trained on the blanket covering her legs, ’are you gonna forget me?’

Jungkook’s breath caught in his throat at the innocent question, striving to show no reaction on his face. Moving swiftly, he worked his way around the cables and maneuvered her into his lap. They tried, he tried, and she had been so strong but even at her tender age she knew it, he knew it, the time for sugar coated words, and false hopes were over, acceptance was all that was left.

‘Close your eyes,’ he prompted, wiping tears he could no longer hold back, away from his eyes.‘Can you see me?’

‘My eyes-,’

‘No, keep them closed, can you see me,’ he reiterated, beside himself.

‘No, I can’t see you.’

‘But you can hear me right,’ taking note of her face, her nose, her cute cheeks, he waited for her answer.

‘Yes, I can hear you.’

‘Well,’ he sniffled, head falling against her forehead lightly, the contact needed, ’that’s what it will be like. I will always be here for you. I will always talk to you, and I promise,’ his hand found hers and squeezed it, ’I will never forget you. You may not see me and I may not see you, but you will always be the biggest part of me. And I promise, I will never, ever, forget you.’

He broke at his last words, pulling her into his embrace, holding his Moon, wishing with everything he had left, he would never have to let her go.

Moon passed that night, in her sleep, in his arms, as painless as it could possibly be. Knowing what was going to happen, couldn’t have prepared Jungkook for the real thing. But he knew he had to let go of her lifeless body, he knew he had to call the one person who could handle him or whatever came next for him, and as soon as he saw his Jin hyung, the one that named his perfect girl, he fell into his arms and cried, as his heart shattered into pieces.

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Standing at doorways were his thing these days, he thought, everything he did was not enough, not too much, like sitting on the fence, falling in the middle.

It had been a year, but he couldn’t clean out this room, he still woke up at 5am despite his flexible job because he had to take care of her routine, maybe someday he would have to stop coming in here, but right now, the made bed, the unused room, the stillness of it all, would remind him that even for a time, he had something beautiful, something worth all that pain, a human that he would meet someday again.

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#bts #bts jk #bts jungkook #jeon jungkook #bts jeon jungkook #jk #bts angst #bts drabble #bts writing #jungkook angst #bts sad #jungkook #bts au #bts au fic #bts aus #bts au fanfic #bts fic

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raiden-shogun-cult · 2 years

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CHAPTER 7

2005/5/30

//MITSUYA’S POV//

As I hit the hard damp ground it dawned on me just how much he liked her and I got angry. He was too caught up in his own imagination thinking that she was his and his only. I pulled out my phone and flipped it open, dialing Mikey's number furiously. It rang a couple times before it picked up “Yes?” I heard Mikey say through the phone obviously eating “Draken just ruined the plan,” I breathe out, getting up and dusting the dirt off of my pants, looking at the door one last time before walking off, resentful and wanting Drakens head.

//MIKEY’S POV//

As I hung up on Mitsuya I sighed shaking my head feeling betrayed that Draken acted on his own

Without even consulting me. I felt something drop into my lap and I looked down, startled, seeing my crumbled cookie in my lap and I realized that my hand was squeezing the life out of the poor cookie that I had in my hand and I sighed again in frustration, this time brushing off the crumbs to the concrete floor.

I got up and stretched my sore muscles, walking towards the garage door that led to the house and opened the door letting the artificial light flood the dark and dusty garage and walked in closing the door behind me.

//DRAKENS POV//

As she chewed on the chocolate, I couldn't help but feel guilty that I got with her without Mikey's permission but then again she wanted it didn't she? "Can I go upstairs to put up the rest?" She gulped already standing up and I did the same leading her up the stairs, her hand in mine trailing behind me. As I opened the door I felt her squeeze my hand and I walked into the room with her. I let go of her to close the door behind me secretly locking it.

She makes it over to her side of the bed putting the chocolate on the nightstand, turning on the lamp that was on top of the stand. She glanced at me before she went into the bathroom locking the door behind her for privacy. I wouldn't have been mad if we weren't dating but I don't understand why she locked the door if I was her boyfriend, the person who was obligated to see her naked.

I knocked on the door, irritated and hurt that she would lock herself away from me. "Open the door, Y/N. and she immediately opened the door, her eyebrows furrowed together while she was holding the towel to her chest "Yes Draken?" She sounded like she was irritated but I didn't care as long as she was obeying me.

"Why did you lock the door? What are you hiding from me?" I got closer to her and she stepped back "I'm not hiding anything but don't you think it's too early in the relationship to see me without c-" I cut her off "we've lived together since you were 8 so no I don't," and with that I stepped back not wanting to make her super uncomfortable.

//2011/5/30//

"NO STOP PLEASE I SWEAR I WON'T DO IT AGAIN! PLEASE DRAKEN I SWEAR-" She coughed when he brutally kicked her in the ribs surely bruising ribbing SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU WHORE!I KNOW YOU TRIED TO GET IN CONTACT WITH HIM! DON'T PLAY DUMB!" He stomped on her hips and grabbed a handful of her hair and slammed her head down hard into the concrete and she quickly put her hands in the way, almost breaking her hands with her face.

He slammed down again and again and her nose started gushing blood making her hands slippery with blood and she was dizzy from the constant shaking of her head, blood loss and pain. She couldn't cry out anymore. The only thing she could do was struggle to keep her face away from the concrete and hope that the only thing she got out of this was a bloody nose.

#tokyo revengers smut #tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers draken #tokyo revengers x reader #mikey #mitsuya #yandere tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo rev x reader #takemichi #takemichi x reader #tw gore #tw blood

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we-have-bangtan · 3 years

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Random One-shot.

Pairing: Jungkook x reader

Theme: Angst, fluff, pain.

Warning: mentions of alcohol and swear words.

A/n: pls imagine long hair Jungkook from winter package 2021.

“I want an answer, goddammit!” Jungkook yelled in his drunk stupor. His eyes looking up to the sky from the large rock he was standing on, he wanted an answer, he was tired of this.

"WHY AM I NOT A PRINCESS???" He yelled again when someone yelled at him. "Jesus Christ, can you not shut up, dumbass' like you don't get to be princesses!" a female voice snapped

"GOD??" he asked, terrified, he wasn't sure if he was ready to meet God yet, he was still so young and dumb, a sinner who hadn't done a single act of redemption yet.

"No you idiot, look down here!" the voice said again, this time much closer, Jungkook looked down as instructed to see Yn looking up at him from the foot of the rock, "You!!!" he yelled, jumping off the rock in an attempt to look cool only to stumble and fall to the ground.

"Aish what a loser!" she playfully sneered as she reached out to help him up, "You didn't get hurt, did you?" she asked, taking his hand as pulling him along with her.

"Why did you come here?" he asked, stumbling after her to where ever she was taking him, he didn't care where she was taking him, he was just happy that she was with him. "Why? am I not supposed to be here?" she demanded watching in amusement as Jungkook tried to correct himself.

"Could you not be nicer to me? I'm going through a tough time here" he groaned, putting all his body weight on her as she dragged him to his car.

"You're facing the consequences of your actions Koo, you bought these tough times upon your self" she mumbles softly, resting him against the car door before patting his pants.

"Yah, Yn! you're hot and all but not my type, this is harassment!" he yelled, hiccuping between each word. "Shut up and stay still, I'm trying to find your keys" she huffed as she finally pulled his keys out of his back pocket.

She successfully shoved him into the passenger seat before heading to the other side, "Here have some water" she said, opening the bottle of water he always kept in his car. He obeyed quietly, his eyes growing wider as he put his lips to the mouth of the bottle, taking a few sips. Her cooing and praise motivating him to finish the whole bottle.

He rested his head on her shoulder as she rived up the engine, she didn't seem to mind the weight of his head, calmly changing gears as they went down Namsan mountain. "How did you get here?" he asked, already half asleep. "Yoongi gave me a ride" she answered as she pulled up on the main road which was quite crowded for 1:00 a.m.

"Why did you come to get me? I've been horrible to you" he asked feeling a pang in his chest remembering all that he had done to her, to sweet, sweet Ynnie who never saw wrong in anyone.

"You weren't horrible Gukkie, you were just hurt, you didn't hurt me or anything" she said, her eyes on the road, she refused to look at him as he spoke.

"Stop saying that, I put too much effort into hurting you for you to say that" he whined as un-shed tears pooled in his eyes, she laughed at his words, it was true.

He had gone out of his way to hurt her one too many times, and it had hurt like a gun shot right through her chest, but she was okay now, she was doing fine and had forgiven this brat a long time ago, but he didn't seem to be able to forgive himself for the pain he had caused her.

"Go to sleep Jungkook-ah, I'm here with you, just sleep, I'll wake you up once we get home." she mumbled softly, her words giving Jungkook the green light to fall asleep.

Jungkook felt like he was seeing God when he woke up, a blinding light in his eyes, but blinking a few times proved to him that that was not the case. It wasn't God, just his bedroom curtain being drawn away and the sun shining in.

He groaned as he realized where he was, 'was it all a dream?' he thought as he pulled himself off his bed, his head felt like it had been bombed with a M67 grenade, an unpleasant taste settling in his mouth from all the alcohol last night only to realize that he was in the same clothes he had been wearing yesterday.

He really wished last night hadn't been a dream, that Yn had actually come to get him from Namsan mountain. It had been their spot before they had stopped going there due to the amount of drunkards who went there to drink and left beer bottles everywhere.

He never would have thought he'd join that category but his actions last night made him ashamed of himself.

A shower was up next, the scalding water hitting his skin made him hiss, but he refused to wait till the water cooled down, his mind stopped thinking for a while as he showered.

The thoughts flooding back once he got back, pulling on a t-shirt as he went into the living room.

"So you're awake!" Namjoon yelled when he saw Jungkook emerge from his room. "My head is killing me!" Jungkook groaned as he headed to the fridge, "Yn left a note and something else for you, it's on the kitchen counter" Jin yelled from his place on the couch.

Yn's sticky note stuck to a lunchbox which laid on the counter, he wiped his hair with a towel as he grabbed a bottle of cold water, going to read the note,

Jungkookie,

Please drink moderately from now on, being an alcoholic is so not cool and don't drink in public, you'll get arrested.

I know you're going through a tough time so I made kookies for you, enjoy them to the fullest and please try to get the closure that you deserve. Don't coop yourself up in your room, you're starting to get too pale.

Please be careful, tell the boys I love them <3.

Yn.

'tell the boys I love them', Jungkook read the same line over and over again, did this mean she didn't love him anymore? was he no longer existent to her?

He didn't know what that line meant, but it made him sad, sad that he wasn't part of the 'boys' that she was referring to, nope, he was no long one of her 'boys', she was someone who he'd never be able to face again.

A pang went through his chest as reality settled in once again. He had no redemption from this, no one should forgive him for the things he had done to her, not even him.

"Did you see her when she left?" he asked as he picked up the lunchbox, seeing the perfectly made kookies inside, tears welled up in his eyes as he looked down at them, kookies were Yn's version of dasik, a traditional Korean cookie that she made often.

Nostalgia hit him like a truck as he picked up the fragile dessert, the smell of sesame seeds bringing back memories of the two of them in her parents' kitchen, him teasing her while she toiled away at the counter, grinding, kneading and pressing.

He didn't help because she always yelled at him for making a mess but oh, the things he'd do to get her to yell at him again, even if it was for just one more time.

"Yn made dasik????" Jimin said, peering at the delicacy, Jungkook quickly wiped away his tears, trying to seem strong, he didn't want his hyungs seeing him cry over sweets.

Jimin's words had caught the attention of everyone else, making them all whine, "How come he gets sweets and I get nothing!!" Jin huffed as he pulled his phone out to dial Yn's number, a number Jungkook didn't have anymore.

"Yah, Jungkookie, sharing is caring you know" Namjoon said as he got up from his place when Yoongi stopped him, he knew how much the cookies meant to Jungkook now that he and Yn were no longer the same that they used to be.

Jungkook quietly walked back to his room with the box and water bottle, plopping down on the floor so he could lean his back against the bed, he opened the box again.

He picked one delicate kookie up, she had named it after him when things had still been fine, no, not fine, when things had been wonderful. He never thought these cookies would mean so much to him.

The tears that he had controlled so carefully in the kitchen flowed free as the memories flooded his mind, every memory of Yn fitting like the beautiful stained glass windows of churches, he rushed to pull out his phone, scrolling through the bin in search of pictures of the two of them.

He didn't know why Yn's presence had affected him so much, but it had affected him in a way no break up could. It had been an year since he and Yn had gone off the deep end, cutting off contact with each other. Jungkook had gone the extra mile to delete all the pictures he had of Yn and to make her life as horrible as he could.

He couldn't blame it on his, now, ex-girlfriend Minjoon who had encouraged him to cut her out, all he could do was blame himself for it, he had no reason for being like that, no excuse to make himself feel better, he never thought Yn leaving his life would be more painful than Minjoon leaving.

Fuck, he had never though Yn would leave his life, if someone had told that to 19 year old Jungkook, he would have laughed in their face. But now, here he was, crying over Yn's kookies and her photos.

He had been a terrible friend and he'd never forgive himself for it, he had done unmentionable things that had ripped Yn from him despite her trying to hold on for so long.

His tears turned into sobs as he remembered all the times she had just taken his abuse without a word while the rest of the boys had yelled at him.

He was a fool for choosing Minjoon over her, when he had broken up with Minjoon the day before yesterday, he hadn't been sad that they had broken up, he was sad that he had let go of Yn, that he had lost hold of the one constant in his life.

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Namjoon pressed his ear to the door, hoping to hear something, anything, that would indicate Jungkook was still alive in there. It had been 3 days since he had locked himself in, only coming out at the dead of night to grab more booze before going back inside.

He felt Jungkook deserved ever inch of pain he was going through for everything he had done to Yn, Namjoon pitied him, the kid was still young, supposed to be carefree and making merry, but here he was, drinking his life away.

While Namjoon definitely wouldn't mind leave Jungkook alone to get over it himself, he couldn't let the kid just die in there.

Jungkook jerked awake when a bucket of water was splashed on his face, his head and neck aching at the sudden movement, "What??" he thought as he looked around, empty bottles of alcohol scattered around his room.

He didn't think as he laid back down in the puddle of water, ready to go back to sleep when a sharp pain shot through his body, starting from his leg, he immediately jerked up again, his gaze on the chunky pair of shoes that had just caused him pain.

"I TOLD YOU TO DRINK MODERATELY" a voice yelled as his eyes traveled above the shoes till his eyes met Yn's dark ones, he didn't know what to do or say now that he was face to face with him.

"You need to get over Minjoon, she was a hoe for breaking your heart, but that doesn't mean you become an alcoholic, now go take a shower, you smell of garbage" she said, pulling Jungkook onto his feet. He swayed a little letting the words sink in.

"You think I'm this upset because of Minjoon?" he asked when his brain finally started working again, "Ummm... are you not?" she asked, seeming surprised at the revelation.

"No, I'm not" he said, stepping closer to her, quickly stopping when he saw her move away, "Go shower Jungkook, we'll talk once you've eaten something" she said softly, her concern for him evident in her tone.

He quietly left, heading to the bathroom, praying that she'd still be there by the time he came back. He washed his hair and body as quickly as possible, clumsily dropping the bottle of shampoo and bar of soap in the process.

He stepped out to a somewhat clean room, the puddle of water was gone, but the bottles remained the way they were before, he quickly gathered them up, using his foot to swing the door open as he head into the living room.

He saw Yn and Jimin chilling on the couch, giggling over something on Jimin's phone, oblivious to his presence. He loudly dropped the cans and bottles into the trash making the two of them turn towards him.

"All clean?" Yn asked, craning her neck so she could see him clearly. He nodded, he had freshened up although his hair was still wet. She beckoned him over to the couch, shoving Jimin out of his place next to her (it made him whine but he left eventually) .

A bowl of steaming hot ramyeon sat on the coffee table, the serving was enough for two people and Jungkook assumed it was both for him and Yn. She turned onto her side, facing him as he sat on the couch, he did the same, pulling his feet up and crossing them as she stared at him with a smile.

She picked up the bowl of ramyeon, handing it to him, "Eat." she demanded, giving him a pair of chopsticks as well. "Are you not eating?" he asked, digging his chopsticks in, "You haven't eaten in three days, Jungkook, you need to eat" she answered as he slurped the noodles, "this is good!!" he exclaimed.

Yn almost drooled at the noises he made while eating, her mouth watering at the thought of exactly how good that ramyeon was, "you want some?" Jungkook asked as he pulled up a piece of chicken from inside, hovering it within the reach of her mouth.

Yn gulped as she stared at the piece, no, no no, she should not, "go on, one bite" Jungkook tempted, his hand still infront of her mouth, "no? are you sure?" he teased, seeing right through her poker face.

Yn gave in when Jungkook made a huge show of pulling his chopsticks away, leaning forward and grabbing the piece of chicken with her mouth. "I'll go get you another pair of chopsticks" Jungkook aid as he got up, he felt better, maybe he and Yn would go back to how things were before.

He hopped back onto the couch, handing her the chopsticks. They passed the bowl back and forth, each of them taking a bite and passing it back. "Why did you come here anyway?" he asked as she slurped on the noodles.

"Why? should I not come?" she demanded as she passed the bowl back, he paused, looking up at her, "I just never thought you'd come back here after everything" he answered, taking a big bite before giving it back.

"want to order some jajangmeyoen? I don't think this ramen will be enough" he said, scrolling through his phone for the restaurant's phone number, Yn hummed in agreement as she passed the bowl back, "here order" he said, handing her his phone as he continued to eat.

"I came because Namjoon called me saying you drank yourself to death" she admitted as she dialed the number, ordering a variety of side dishes before hanging up.

"You were worried" he said, reframing the answer she gave, "I never stopped" she mumbled as she finished the last of the ramen in the bowl, the sauce getting on her upper lip as she drank the rest of the soup.

"Why did you care so much?" he mumbled as he pulled his long sleeve to wipe away the sauce o her face, like a parent tending to their messy child. "Because I love you" she huffed as she saw tears well up in Jungkook's eyes at her words.

She pulled him into her arms, holding him tight as he cried, 'poor Jungkook, he's been through so much' she thought as she hugged him tight, "I though you didn't love me anymore" he sobbed as he held on to her waist, refusing to let go.

"Aigoo, why did you think that, did I ever give you a reason to think that I don't love you anymore?" she coo'd, it was funny, how Jungkook was much bigger than she was in size, yet he tended to make himself as small as possible when she held him.

"But I hurt you so much, why would you still?" he sobbed, she held him tighter, letting him cry, "you were in love, I don't blame you, you didn't know any better" she assured, "That doesn't excuse everything I did" he mumbled.

It was true, it didn't excuse what he did but he was too precious for Yn to push away, he meant too much for her and she knew it wasn't totally Jungkook's fault that they had fallen apart in pieces.

She had put all her baggage on him, regardless of if he could carry it for her or not, it had been a key factor in driving him away. She had been too dependent on him, she basically revolved around him till they broke apart.

But Jungkook going away had made her better, more independent and more social. She stopped connecting comfort with Jungkook, he was not her comfort during those times, she had learnt to comfort herself, make herself happy.

During the time her and Jungkook had been fighting, her ego had flared up, she stopped trying with him, preferring to return the snarky attitude that he was giving her, his actions had hurt her pride but she was over it now, she had made peace with the past and with Jungkook's behavior.

She knew he was suffering and she hated seeing him like this, "don't cry, don't cry kook, it's okay, I'm fine, I'm over it" she mumbled as his sobs turned into silent tears.

She looked up to see Namjoon standing at the doorway, seeing awkward and uncomfortable. Yn gave him a small smile, he considered that as permission to sneak into his room quietly.

Jungkook's sobs turned into silent tears as he came to terms with reality, Yn was here with him again, she was the same, she didn't hate him, she still loved him the same. "Who the hell even told you that I don't love you anymore?" Yn demanded as she saw his tears subside, he just held on to her now, no more crying.

"You wrote 'tell the boys i love them' what else do you want me to think" he whined as buried his face in her neck, not wanting to see her eyes narrow at him, "yah, I didn’t write that note so you'd overthink and cry about it" she scolded as she squished his cheeks in her hand.

He pulled away, getting up to go drink some water, he just had the most satisfying cry of his life and he felt lighter, maybe it was the dehydration, he didn't know but he certainly felt lighter. His head was more clear than it had been in ages.

He was washing his face when the doorbell rang, "jajangmyeon!!" Yn exclaimed as she went to answer the door, taking the various boxes before grabbing his wallet, "where is your card?" She yelled as she dug through it. "Its on the desk in my room" he yelled back as he scrubbed the soap off.

He felt happy, hearing her shuffling around in the apartment after such a long time, it made him think that they could go back to how they were before. But for now, he was satisfied, happy, he'd take whatever she'd give him now. He had a lot of making up to do and he swore he'dtreat her better than he had. He'd make himself a better friend for her.

Even if they didn't become best friends right away, he swore he'd put in the effort and consideration to make himself deserving of her love again.

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monodreamin · 3 years

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Last Christmas I gave you my heart

Pairing: Hoseok x Reader, ex boyfriend Taehyung x Reader

Rated: M (18+)

Genre: smut, fluff, tiny bit of angst, one shot

Synopsis: Last Christmas was full of heartbreak when your Ex boyfriend Taehyung broke up with you on Christmas. You run into your ex boyfriend in a department store a year later and the stranger swoops in to save you.

Warnings: protected sex, sex with a stranger, a bit of jealous /possessive Hoseok, vaginal sex and not too many warning so it’s all I can think of for now.

Words: 2,351

I was doing some last minute Christmas shopping at a department store when I bumped into him. Him the man who broke my heart last Christmas he ripped my heart from out my chest and proceeded to stomp it out as it laid on the ground until it was mush and a bloody mess. That's exactly how it felt if I had to describe it.

Damn it why was he still so ethereal looking? but I knew better than that he was the devil. I watched from a safe distance he was so into whatever was in his hands. The Christmas lights from a nearby display cast light on his face.

The man and I dated for a year before we broke up. The saddest part was when I scrolled down my instagram feed and saw some photos of him with another woman on new year's eve. I was dating him for a year and he never once posted me. To be fair we both agreed not to post each other. We wanted our relationship to be private. But shortly after we broke up he posted his new girlfriend which had me thinking how long had he been with her? Did he cheat on me? It was only natural for me to think about these things with the timing.

It made me think that's probably why he didn't want us to post about our relationship to begin with. I agreed at the moment because I thought it was a great idea. I was always a private person and I didn't want anyone giving us their opinions on our relationship. it was easy for me to agree to these terms and maybe it was stupid of me too.

“Y/n???” Taehyung spotted me and walked my way. Shit I froze. My eyes stayed glued to his face as he made his way towards me.

“oh...hello Taehyung.” I croaked my eyes now looking down at the floor.

“It’s been so long. What has it been like a year?” he embraced me and I stiffened in his arms. Why was he treating me like I was his long lost friend? After we broke up we stopped communicating and I didn't know what I would do if I crossed paths with him again. This experience was awkward to say the least.

“Yea it has been exactly a year.” my eyes glanced over at a nearby rack. I wanted to look at anything but his face again. “Well it's good seeing you. I’m glad we ran into each other here.”

I pretended to be interested in an item in the nearby rack. “it was good seeing you too.” I lied through gritted teeth. I was trying to play nice and I didnt know how much longer I could keep this facade up.

“I just wanted to ask, did you change your phone number?”The nerve of him to ask me that.

“Yes I did once we broke up.”

“I’m sorry… that's what I wanted to tell you if I ever ran into you again. You did not deserve that. The way it happened it was just… “

“Yes I didn’t deserve to be broken up with on christmas day and i didnt deserve to scroll through my feed and see you with a new woman shortly after. Just say it Taehyung if you were really sorry you would be able to talk honestly about it and apologize sincerely but you're not. So let me guess things didn't work out with you two? ” I had reached my boiling point. I began to walk away before I let things get worse. Taehyung followed me.

“You know if you would just please give me a few minutes to explain myself. ”

“Taehyung I gave you a year that was more than enough. you hurt me and now when I see you it's like I’m reliving everything all over again and I rather not.”

“That’s why I want to make it right. I don’t want you to feel that way anymore.”

“ You shouldn’t care, I will be fine. it's none of your concern anymore so have a nice life” I said loudly.

“I didn’t cheat on you and it was wrong of me to post those photos so shortly after we split up.” Taehyung was now speaking loudly too.

A man who worked at the department store stepped between us. “The shoes you ordered I got them in the size you asked for” he looked at me speaking and I looked back at him confused for a brief second . I then figured out fairly quickly what the man was doing. “I have to go get my shoes. I played along as the man walked off and I followed him.

“I’m so sorry for getting loud in the store. Thank you for stepping in before it got worse.” The man turned to face me, his smile the brightest smile I ever witnessed. His smile was very infectious. My eyes scanning his features his perfectly shaped nose and beautiful

heart shaped lips. The man was gorgeous. Anybody with two eyes could see that.

“it's ok I felt I had to get your attention in some way before it got worse” he wanted to get my attention? My heart pounded loudly through my chest.

“Sorry again and I’m glad you did that, thank you.”

“My name is Hoseok. What is your name?” the clock by his head caught my attention. I was late for work and now in a rush. “My name is Y/N and I don't mean to be rude but I have to go right now or i'll be late. It was nice meeting you though.” I ran off in a hurry hoping I would one day see this man again.

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I finished my shift at the bakery. The day was a busy one. I was fulfilling many Christmas orders with cakes, pastries and cookies. I just got home locking the door and stepping into the shower to relax and get clean from all the icing and scent of cake off my hair. I was in the shower for a few minutes before I heard a knock on my door. I wasn’t expecting anyone to be over especially at this time. I grabbed a robe and wrapped it tightly around my body. My hair was wet from washing it so I also had a towel over my head. “who is it?” I asked as I looked through the peephole.

“It's me Hoseok. The man from the department store you left your wallet.” he brought up the familiar wallet close to the peephole. It was indeed my wallet and I didn’t even notice I had lost it until now. I opened the door letting him in.

“I’m sorry I just got in from work and was in the shower. Have a seat. Do you want something to drink?” The man handed me the wallet and his face turned red, so red I noticed it even spreaded to his pointy ears.

“I’m fine I should go home now, it's late and... “ he was going to leave. I didn't want him to go. I wanted him inside of me since I first saw him at the department store. I coudn’t get him out of my head at work and now that the man was here I wasn't letting him go easily. His words were soon cut off as I dropped my robe to the floor exposing my naked body. I walked over to him seductively making sure my breasts had an extra bounce to them.

“I…” he was speechless again, his eyes filled with a hunger only my body could satiate. “Come follow me.'' I said as he held my hand and interlocked his fingers with mine. I led him to my bedroom and looked for the brand new box of condoms I had purchased some months ago. “someone is a little too overdressed for my liking.” I began to remove some of his clothing and he joined in helping me do so.

We were both naked and wasting no time he slipped the condom on. “lay on the bed.” he instructed me and I quickly followed his instructions . I couldn't wait for the feeling of his cock deep inside of me stretching me out, he locked eyes with me and pressed his body against mine, kissing my lips long and deeply, he used his tongue so skillfully his hands roaming my body. I moaned into his mouth at the anticipation that was to come.

Hosek then started to rub his body against mine slowly at a tortuous pace. “ Hoseok I want you inside of me already.” I closed my eyes letting out a deep breath. “are you sure, are you ready for me?” Hoseok’s hand rubbed between my legs. “yes I’m ready.I’m

So ready for you.” I whined and I was getting impatient. Hoseok moves his hand up and down my warm heat “let me see how ready you are for me.” he smiled as he watched the way my body reacted to his touch.

“Hoseok please...” I began to moan as he switched techniques with his hand moving his hand in circular motion. “Hoseok please what? Talk to me Y/N” he smirked. The man knew exactly what he was doing and wanted to hear the words coming out my mouth.

“I want you to fuck me with your cock.” I smiled back at him. “Wow I never thought such dirty words would come from such a pretty girl.” Once those words escaped his mouth his cock slowly filled me. “This is what you wanted?” My lips opened in a perfect O shape at the feeling of his cock entering me.

Hoseok smacked my thigh “tell me do you do this often. Do you let other men into your bedroom and let them have their way with you like I am doing now ?” I let out a moan near his ear. “No just you… only you this is my first time.” My nails dug deep into his back. “Good now let’s keep it that way.” his eyes filled with possessiveness as he stroked deeper in me.

“Only you” was all I could mutter before my eyes screwed shut and the pleasure he was giving my body took over all my senses. My legs began to shake and I lost all control. I just let my body give into him the feeling was indelible.

Hoseok was great in bed the way his hips moved. It was like nothing I have ever encountered before. The combination of his girthy cock and effortless hip movements brought me to a climax.

After the pleasure subsided I opened my eyes to see Hoseok pull out of me laying by my side. “That was… amazing but now it’s my turn to make you feel good.” I grabbed his still erected cock and sank down on him but in reverse cowgirl to give him a good look at my ass.

I looked back at him as I began to bounce on his cock making sure my ass slapped against his balls as I rode him. “Fuck Y/N you look so sexy like this” his hands cupped my ass as I picked up the pace.

“You like that?” You began touching your breasts. “Fuck I love it” Hoseok’s head tilted back and the noises leaving his lips were like the sweetest music to your ears. You held on to his ankles for more balance and to give him a better look at the curve of your ass. You were about to reach the second orgasm of the night.

Hoseok grabbed your waist and started matching up your pace fucking into you, he was bringing even more pleasure into your warm wet heat. The sound of skin slapping on skin was the only loud sound to be heard in the room and soon after you both came together.

After the mind blowing sex you knew you wanted to continue to see Hoseok. The connection might have first started off as just sex but it grew into more, he loved you and you loved him once you both fucked it out of your systems that’s when the feelings became more than just sexual.

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Hoseok took you around his neighborhood to see the houses decorated for Christmas with lots of lights and outdoor Christmas decorations. It was a tradition started from years ago. “Here drink this, it's getting cold” Hoseok handed you a hot chocolate with marshmallows.

Hoseok hugged you from behind as you both drinked your hot chocolate and watched the lights. What a difference a year made.

“Y/N what are you doing here?” You turned to the sound of the voice and knew exactly who it belonged to Taehyung.

“I’m with my boyfriend.” you pointed to Hoseok.

“Boyfriend? When did this happen?”

“Excuse me but she is my girlfriend and it shouldn’t be any of your concern.” Hoseok put a protective arm over my shoulder bringing me closer to him.

“I’m her…” I cut Taehyung off before he could say anything that would make the situation worse.

“You are what? My ex boyfriend? Because that is what you are now Taehyung. I’m here with my boyfriend trying to have a good time so you should leave us alone.” I grabbed my boyfriend’s hand and walked away. I knew he had a temper on him and would hate to see him lose it on Taehyung.

I don’t know what happened with Taehyung but I didn’t care to find out. I just knew I was in a better place now so all of his attempts to try to get me back wouldn’t ever work. I thought I needed closure and answers from Taehyung but in the end I didn’t. I just didn’t care any longer.

Last Christmas was terrible but this Christmas was special as my favorite Christmas song goes.

Last Christmas I gave you my heart

But the very next day you gave it away

This year, to save me from tears

I'll give it to someone special.

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dumbass-mha-simp · 3 years

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Hawks x Reader: Bad Idea

Another self indulgent Hawks fic that I've literally had in my notes for months. He lives in my head rent free along with my other 22 fake boyfriend's because I'm ✨mentally unstable.✨ It is a song fic tho, Bad Idea ft. Shiloh Dynasty https://youtu.be/kH9hJnT7KkE

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Tw: food, depression, Hawks is honestly just feeling it bro- same dude,

Word count: almost 2k? I think

Requests are open! Honestly I'm probably terrible but the only things I can think to write are those imaginary situations I put myself in

(Y/L/N)- your last name

(Y/N)- your name

Thoughts or emphasized talk are in italics

Also idk why but I imagine he removes his feathers to shower since they probably need different cleaning conditions and also they just seem like a hassle in showers.

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Here he was, the number two prohero. Everyone assumed his life was perfect, anything he wanted served on a gold platter. He felt the guilt creep up into him.

I should be thankful. The thoughts ate away at his mind in the rare seconds he got alone. You shouldn't be so selfish. So annoying. So insufferable.

Takami pushed these thoughts back. "No one needs to know how you think, Keigo." He whispers out to himself in his office.

He scrawled at paper work, trying to not let the self depreciating thoughts feast away on his mind. Unfortunately for him, different thoughts came up.

His best friend, Rumi had this friend. (Y/L/N). Smart, attractive, sometimes a little rough around the edges, but amazing. He found his mind wandering to them all too often.

They were mostly unknown, despite their insanely strong quirk. They preferred to stay out of the lime-light, through that irritable exterior sat overwhelming anxiety and shyness. But they always denied it.

He stopped himself as he realized he's spent 10 minutes only thinking of them, a friend. Yeah right.

He lazily walked out of the office waving to all his employees as he made his way outside. His eyes slowly dragged to the darkly faded blue sky, dusted in clouds. Cold, tired, aching. Just how he felt.

He took a slow brisk flight to his house, feeling the wind bash his face and the air flow through his feathers. He gently placed a foot on the metal railing of his balcony, taking a deep step to the ground and opening the door.

The emptiness rung through his apartment like a blaring siren. You have everything. How can you still want more?

The voices in his head screamed and clawed their way out. You're nobody. No one ever loved you. You're so alone. You're nothing but a tool to the commission. You're actual character is useless.

He shed his coat, boots, and pants. Looking to himself in the mirror as he removed most of his feathers. He looked exhausted as he stumbled into the shower, numbly.

The next ten minutes seemed to elude him when he wondered how much time has gone by of him staring at the shower wall blankly.

He dried off a bit then looked around his kitchen for something to eat. Have I eaten today? The buzz and light of his phone on the counter startled him.

"Hey, Hawks." A single, simple message from (Y/L/N). Okay don't panic.

"What's up?" He replied swiftly.

"I had this feeling something was wrong and wanted to check up on you."

"Why would you think that?" He tried to play it off like it wasn't true without actually lying.

"I'm not sure. Do you maybe wanna join me?" You asked.

"Where?"

"Well, every once in awhile when I need a break I go and stargaze with a night picnic. It helps me relax, and if you think it might help I'd want to. I can tell something's off." You were always so convincing. It felt like you weren't too nosy or snoopy but you understood.

"Text me where to be and when?" He let out a gentle smile at his phone.

"The dollar store on 4th in 10 minutes? So we can choose some snacks together?"

"I'll be there."

Did Takami think any problems where going to be solved with some food in the dark? No. But would he skip the opportunity to be with you, to find out how he really felt when it was just you two? Absolutely not.

He landed down on the broken pavement outside of the old dollar store, scanning around to see you.

"Boo!" A bump from behind had him flinching to see the sound as you stood behind him giggling. "Got ya."

"Very funny (Y/L/N) the most amazing trick yet." He rolled his eyes with a slight smile.

"C'mon let's go grab a bunch of terrible snacks and call it a picnic, bird brain."

You two walked into the store and walked a large circle around it, choosing chips and candy and drinks at your leisure. Once you got to the counter, he fights you to his wallet.

"It's my picnic."

"And I'm the very special guest who was so generously invited. I'm paying." He grins as you pout at him.

Grabbing the bags you placed them in the back seat as you offered passenger side to him.

"I don't like cars."

"Why not?"

"Cramps my wings."

You look at him with the biggest puppy eyes you can manage. "You already agreed to keep me company and pay for the snacks, let me do something for you?"

"Fine, but only cause you're pouting kid."

He gently sits in your passenger seat as you strap yourself in and turn the car on. The car hums and the music playing softly on the radio are the only things heard. The peace feeling too good to break.

Once you pull your car up into the parking lot of a small park and grab your bags, you begin leading him to your usual place.

"Hold these." You hand him the bags as you jump and climb up on top of a big metal container. You peer over the side with big eyes and a smile as you say to him, "now hand me the bags and do what I did!"

He looks at you with a wide smirk before simply flying up to join you. "Or you can do it the cheater's way." You pouted and bumped his shoulder.

"It's not cheating, it's using my resources." He says with a triumphant smirk.

"Your cheating resources." You pull out your gummy candies and started eating as you leaned back till you were laying down.

"Do you like the stars, Hawks?" You say like your sleep talking, staring into the night sky.

"Keigo." He shifts to lay down about a foot away from you. "You can call me, Keigo. And... I don't think I've ever taken time to look at the stars."

"No sneaking out away from parents to sit on vans and stargaze? Or watching the sunrise with a partner while eating fast food?"

"What kinda date is sitting in a car for hours staring at the sky and eating?" He laughs.

"Ah one that never really happened, he just said he would. But never mind that repressed shit." A sad laugh forces itself out as you stare between the stars.

"Was he cute?" He tried to sound funny but it came out more sympathetic.

"Sometimes," you laugh with him. "But he had really nice hands."

"Hands? That's an odd thing to find attractive." He turned his head over to look at you as your eyes seemed to burn holes in the dark milky blue sky.

He continued laughing with you about this guy but couldn't help an overwhelming feeling of jealousy. Who was he? Did he look anything like him? Was this recent?

"Keigo?" A voice snapped at his train or thought, "Yes, (Y/L/N)?" He replied rushed.

"Do you want your mini cookies?" You ask looking to him with the bag.

"Oh, yeah. Thanks." He mentions grabbing the bag from your finger tips.

He ate his cookies and thought as you seemed either lost in your head, or lost in the stars.

Loving you would be selfish. As such a high ranking hero, he's made a target for himself and anyone around him. He's broken down, can't feel. You obviously have other people on your mind. Someone like you wouldn't be single long.

"When did he leave?" He blurts out without thinking. Maybe it's a sore subject-

"Long ago." You look lost, your eyes searching and wandering but never grabbing hold of exactly where you should be. "Why?" Well I guess if I'm gonna start prying might as well go all the way.

"He thought that maybe he could love me. But now that's just ridiculous," you laugh coldly. "Who would love me?"

"Falling in love with you seems like a really bad idea. But not on your part." He whispers into the wind, hoping it'll carry his words away from you.

"What do you mean?" You look completely confused, almost scattered.

"You're quiet, and I'm someone who puts a spotlight on practically anyone around me. You'd constantly be put in danger. Plus I'm arrogant and cocky, nothing at all like you." He acted like he could see the stars as you could. He stared into them finding any way he could to avoid your eyes.

"You could get hurt or I could annoy you." He whispers.

"I had no idea you felt that way, Keigo." You whisper back, shock keeping your voice quiet.

His eyes burned holes into the night sky, he felt he shouldn't look at you. The mental image of you already wouldn't go away.

"You wanna know something, Keigo? I can read people like books, I can read stars like stories, and I can read in-between lines like they were in bold font. But, you always catch me off guard. Reading you is like a mystery novel. Sometimes intense, sometimes peaceful, but always keeping me wondering." You smile into the stars, you can tell he desperately doesn't want to see your eyes. "You're always leaving everyone on the edge of their seat, and when you leave you can't stop thinking of the next time you'll come. What you'll bring."

"I....I don't think I understand (Y/L/N)-" Keigo's soon cut off.

"(Y/N)"

"Well, (Y/N)- I don't think I understand." He tries to sit up and look at you.

"You catch me off guard, something about you speaks to me in ways I know you never actually would. I can see it, the way you stumble or hesitate. I can tell somethings scared you into silence." You've never had much chance to talk about the ways you analyze people, you wanted to tell him how you could tell the way he acted wasn't always good.

"I think you might be reading too much into this, kid." He tries to intervene.

"I get if you don't want to tell me." You stared up at the stars, waiting for him to do the same. "You see there?" You pointed to a star. "That's a constellation."

"They just look like stars." He seemed a bit disappointed that he couldn't see stars the way you did, with such knowledge and wonder in your eyes.

"That's cause they are," you giggled to him, "it's not like I can actually see the pictures either."

"You.. you can't?" He looked to you confused but slightly hopeful, how could they look at them but not see too?

"That's the whole point, Keigo. It's being able to see what's not really there. Sometimes I stare into the sky hoping to see any semblance of hope, but that's not how it is. You have to teach yourself to look at what could be there." He stared to you, a small content smile graced your face. You were beautiful.

"(Y/N)?"

"Yes?"

"Maybe, loving you isn't such a bad idea.." he looked remorseful, staring into the stars. Maybe he could see it too one day.

"What do you mean?" You glace to him.

"You see so much, you can read and see the things I want to see. I want to learn, (Y/N). I want to see how you do."

The smile on your face spread.

"I'd love to show you."

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kozutenshi · 3 years

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𝙴𝚅𝙴𝚁𝙼𝙾𝚁𝙴— a @babythotshq WW piece.

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✉ hey bub! <3 happy holidays to you! may you have the patience in the future to handle me as I try to interact more with you👽 luvlots and I hope you enjoy the fic kith xx

WHO: KOUTAROU BOKUTO

PROMPT: hot chocolate and decorating cookies

GENRE: royal au, fluff, a very small but of angst

the first time the taste of hot chocolate and cookies made you feel at home was when bokuto found you on the ground, tired and almost losing warmth. he had only strayed far from his village to get more firewood to provide warmth for everyone but he had dropped his task almost immediately to get you to safety first.

you only remembered the cold, the loneliness of being thrown out of your once castle. the winter was harsh, the snow falling heavily as you struggled to keep your body temperature up. your skin already felt uncomfortably dry from the wind, the coat you had hurriedly picked up not warming you enough.

he treated you with a smile, something you thought was just common courtesy since you were once part of the royal family and you were too obvious about your identity.

but when he presented the same smile to different villagers, travelers, and traders, you knew it was his nature. he fooled around kuroo and played with the children, all the while helping the village and reaching out his hand to the needy.

it wasn't long after when the people recognized you, but the leader of the village, bokuto, insisted on keeping it a secret which they all strangely fulfilled. was it because they had a feeling that this was a way to repay him? you didn't know, but you slowly eased into a routine matching his pace and lifestyle.

you slowly learned simpler things, skills needed to live without the privileges of being of noble descent. his laughter filled your days, and the act of growing old with each other had never left his and your mind.

he became a part of your life as you did to his.

as years passed, the exiled royal became old news, and it was safe for you to roam as a normal villager. records of you had been erased, and the ruling family didn't seek for you or stir up trouble under your name. you got to meet his companions and got close to them, akaashi in particular, and got used to seeing bokuto's sleepy gold eyes first thing in the morning whenever you walked over to him at the dining table.

the light rays of the sun would hit his skin rather beautifully, as if the light was bending and showcasing the art that is him. the smell of coffee would fill the small house that the two of you now called home, an agreement that he sealed with a kiss.

the second time he gave you the same blend of marshmallows and cocoa, the cookies were missing. his hair hung a bit low, and he had a small pout as he apologized, admitting that he couldn't make enough for everyone that year since the supplies ran scarce.

indeed, you had noticed this. the number of traders that had stopped by decreased, not to mention the passing chariots and wagons. though you had expected cookies, you only tipped your drink to his, the clink of the mugs lightly clashing pleasantly hit your ears. you smiled at him gratefully, contented already by his presence.

he, almost immediately, smiled, but this time differently. full of love, adoration, and joy. it was an action that made your heart skip a beat, his old woolen jacket wrapped around you suddenly too warm to wear. he had kissed you tenderly under the mistletoe after, as he snickered at his cheeky (and sweet) move and cuddled you until you fell asleep.

that night, he couldn't sleep. he was staring at the ring on your finger, the small gem shining under the moonlight. and though problems had started to rise, the village fared well under your and his ruling, effectively keeping everyone safe and healthy.

"so what would you like to shape the next cookie to?" bokuto asked the child gleefully. snow trickled outside the window as his arms carried the small child carefully, supporting them as they reached for the snowflakes.

"a crown!" he sneaked a look at you, as if to say, "did you tell him?" as you shook your head subtly. "well then, y/n, you can do it!"

you placed the hot chocolate you were sipping on the table, ruffling the child's hair as you moved to the preparing table and started cutting the dough.

who knew those pastry classes would pay off?

you smiled triumphantly as you finished decorating the owl-shaped cookies which were baked first, brown and white carefully added for style. sneaking one in your mouth, you smiled even bigger as the right amount of sweetness made you feel cozy.

the fire in the chimney warmed the living room as he let the child down from his arms, sighing as they wobbled around with a candy cane in their mouth. bokuto only grinned and started stretching before chasing the kid for fun, careful enough to make sure that they wouldn't get hurt.

he caught sight of the sparkle in your eyes, the satisfied look on your face as you gazed down at the baked goods. you met his eyes briefly, sending a smile to him which made his heart beat even faster. happiness pumped through his veins as he returned your gesture, something that made you feel even warmer and more loved, before mouthing "love you" and chasing your child again.

as laughter rang through the dining area, trickling into the kitchen, the smell of cocoa and fresh cookies clung to the small home you now shared with your small family; the spring in your winter and evermore.

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danurso · 5 years

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Colorguard league AU

*in the middle of the night, at vale docks*

Thug 1: come on, can't you go any faster?

Thug 2: *loading a large truck* do you want me to damage the merchandise by accident so boss can break our spines? No? Thought so.

Thug 3: still, we should go as fast as possible, we don't want to face him.

Thug 4: are you talking about that crazy guy dressed as a bat? Heh, if he tries to show up i'll show him something *pumps shotgun*

Thug 3: he took an entire cartel by himself, you don't wanna end facing him do you?

Thug 4: i bet that's all made up, no one can do that.

Thug 3: still, we better not risk it.

Thug 4: risk what? We're five, we can take out an lunatic dressed as a bat.

Thug 1: yeah...speaking of witch, where is mark?

Thug 4: i thought he was helping you unload the boat?

Thug 1: he was, but he needed to take a piss and said that he would come back soon.

Thug 3: that was twenty minutes ago, where is he?

???: right here.

Thug 1/2/3/4: *looks back at the body of their unconscious friend that just fell between them*

Thug 1: what the fuck!?

Thug 4: *looking around aiming his shotgun* who did that!? Show up already!!

Thug 3: oh god, its him! We're doomed! HE'S HERE!!

Thug 4: SHUT UP!! *looks back at the group, unaware of the shadow that just landed behind him* THERE ISN'T ANY CRAZY BAT HERE!! IT'S PROBABLY THOSE GUYS FROM THE JOKER FACTION PLAYING WITH US!!

Thug 1/2/3: *terrified and pointing behind him*

Thug 4: WHAT IS IT NO- *turns around and freezes at the dark tall figure behind him* WHAT THE HE-

???: *punches thug 4 straight in the face knocking him out*

Thug 3: HE'S HERE!! HE'S REAL!!! *opens fire*

Thug 1/2: *open fire as well*

???: *throws a smoke bomb at the ground*

Thug 1: where the hell is he!?

Thug 3: i don't know! I can't see a thing!

Thug 2: AAAAHH!!!

Thug 3: what the hell!? David! David! Where the hell are you!?

Thug 1: AAAAAHH!!

Thug: mike! MIKE!! Come on guys this isn't funny!! Show up already!! *looking around but seeing nothing*

*thump*

Thug 3: *flinches looking back at his unconscious friends piled up* w-what? What the hell is thi- *starts to back away but bumps into something and starts to turn around facing a dark figure clad in black* WHAT THE HELL!? *tries to shot at him*

???: *grabs the barrel of the rifle and twists it, throwing away right after*

Thug 3: *falls back on the ground and starts to back up in panic* h-how!? W-WHO ARE YOU!?

???: *grabs him by the collar pulling him close* i'm batman. *headbuts thug 3 knocking him out and throwing him at the pile of thugs* done here. ozpin, send a message to commissioner ironwood, tell him to come investigate the docks.

Ozpin: *through the intercom* as you wish master jaune.

Jaune: now to the next area. *starts to walk away but its stopped by a red and yellow lightning*

???: im here!! Bad guys better get rea- *stares at the scene* ohh...am i late?

Jaune: *sighs* yes flash, you are late.

???: sorry jau-i-i mean batman! Sorry batman!

Jaune: *sighs again* its okay ruby, what are you doing here anyways?

Ruby: oh...well, i was passing by and thought you might need a extra hand here. you've been working a lot to keep vale in peace lately and you're probably tired and all, maybe if you're done here you could go back home, eat some cookies, watch a movie and rest for the night.

Jaune: *in a serious tone* i'm not done yet, there are still many other criminals around vale and someone needs to stop them.

Ruby: still...you're not the only hero around, can't you just take a day off and relax?

Jaune: the crime doesn't take 'days off', so i can't take any either.

Ruby: not even today?

Jaune: no, and if that's everything, i still need to scan the area, one of them said something about the joker faction and i need to check it out. *pulls grappling hook throwing at the top of a building and flying off to it*

Ruby: why are you always like this? *crosses her arms with a pout* can't take a day off even on your birthday.

*later*

Tyrian: HAHAHAHAHAHA!! well, well, well, what do we have here? If it's not vale's number one bat boy.

Jaune: *tied on a chair and with his hands handcuffed behind it* joker, i should have imagined that you were back. *looking around at the several barrels of laughing gas* and planning something big i suppose.

Tyrian: of course batman! I've been out for a year now, i need to do something special for when i get back to the show.

Jaune: and so you planted your laughing gas around the city so it falls into chaos while you stroll around it?

Tyrian: Ding! Ding! Ding! Ten points to batman for figuring out my plan! *raises a controller* All i need to do now is press this button and BOOM!! Everyone around vale will have the time of their lives!! And this time batman, i won't allow you to stop my fun like you always do, this time i will-

???: *red and blue blur crashes through the wall taking out joker and his henchmen in a few seconds before landing in front of jaune with several knocked bad guys on her shoulders* hello again batman.

Jaune: *deadpans at the red haired girl with green eyes in front of him* superwoman...what are you doing here?

Pyrrha: i heard the joker was back and i thought you might need help to defeat him.

Jaune: *sighs* you shouldn't have interfered, everything was under control.

Pyrrha: *sheepishly* well...it didn't looked like that to me.

Jaune: it's because you preferred to crash into the building before thinking about it. Joker was bragging about his plan just like i wanted, luckily he said everything before you showed up. *gets up massaging his wrists*

Pyrrha: wait, weren't you trapped?

Jaune: i let them capture me so i could find out joker's plan.

Pyrrha: b-but what if he used his gas on you!?

Jaune: *pulls out a shot from his belt* i have the antidote for his gas.

Pyrrha: b-b-but what if he used his gas on the city!?

Jaune: i already sent loads of the antidote to every hospital around vale, besides, the first thing i did when i got here was cut the signal of his transmissor, he couldn't trigger the gas around the city no matter how much he tried.

Pyrrha: oh...right...im sorry, i didn't wanted to get in the way, i just thought you might appreciate some help. You're always working alone and pushing yourself so much to protect the city, you should take a day off and relax, why don't you go home for tonight? You're probably tired after everything that happened.

Jaune: i'm not tired, i still need to patrol the area.

Pyrrha: why don't you let that to the others? You're not the only hero around here.

Jaune: vale is still my city, i can't just let the work for other peoples to do it. *walks away*

Pyrrha: *sigh* why don't you let us help you even on your birthday?

*later*

Hazel: im surprised to see you here batman.

Jaune: it wasn't hard to track you down after finding your subordinates at the docks bane.

Hazel: huff, i think it's like they say, if you want something well done *presses a button on his chest injecting dust on himself through green tubes* THEN DO IT YOURSELF!!! *charges at batman*

Jaune: *jumps over hazel and dodges his following attacks*

Hazel: stay still batman!! HRRHAAAHH!! *lands a punch on batman making him fly away and hit the wall* now be still *cracking his knuckles* i'll be qui- *gets punched in the face and flies back across two walls*

Jaune: *gets up and sighs* oh god, not again.

Yang: *winks* sup batboy!

Jaune: wonder woman, what are you doing in vale? Wasn't there an entire island in mistral needing your help?

Yang: it did, but after i finished there i thought, 'maybe my good friend batboy needs a hand' and so i'm here, and it looks like i came right in time.

Jaune: everything is under control.

Yang: *grins* really? Then why was bane kicking your ass?

Jaune: he wasn't, i let him hit me so i would get some distance.

Yang: *rolls her eyes* sure, and why did you needed to take distance?

Jaune: because of this.

Hazel: *charging at yang from behind* YOU-

Jaune: *presses a button on his belt, discharging a large amount of electricity on bane, frying his device and knocking bane out*

Yang: h-how did you-

Jaune: i placed a electric discharge on the device on his back when i dodged his first attack*

Yang: you're scary y'know?

Jaune: i just like to have a plan before jumping in the action, something you should start doing. *starts to walk away*

Yang: where are you going?

Jaune: patrol the area.

Yang: don't think you're good for today? I mean, there are other heroes around vale and you've been fighting a lot lately, why don't you take a day off?

Jaune: *stops and looks back at her* the day crime take a day off, i will think about it. *walks away*

Yang: geez, only you to avoid fun even on your birthday.

*later*

Cinder: *sitting on a large flower* well, well...look what do we have here.

Jaune: *lands a few meters from her* i see you redecorated since last time ivy.

Cinder: i'm glad you noticed batman, although i think these walls need a bit of red to it *raises a hand lifting several vines* mind helping me with that?

Jaune: i- *gets interrupted by a pair of girls coming through the rooftop* *sighs and facepalms* not again

???: *fires several arrows cutting the vines* NOW!

Cinder: wha- *gets hit by a giant white hand before getting trapped in a white bubble*

???: and done.

???: poison ivy neutralized.

Jaune: black arrow, white lantern, what in the world are you two doing here?

Weiss: *floats near him* we're helping you batman, try being a bit grateful for that.

Jaune: why would i be grateful? you two just got in the way.

Blake: hey, we know you have the lone wolf thing of yours, but don't you think that saying that we just got in the way is a bit too much?

Jaune: but it is the truth, this place used to be a water treatment station, ivy was using her plants to poison the water, even if you defeated her she could still release the poison on vale's water system.

Weiss/Blake: w-what!?

Cinder: *grins*

Jaune: good thing i blocked the pipes connecting this station to the city' water supply and also prepared a special something for your toxins and plants. *drops a small pill in the water making all plants wither*

Cinder: NO!! HOW DID YO-

Jaune: you can find poison for plants in any gardening store on vale, i just made a more concentrated version of it, now if you excuse me. *turns around and starts to walk away*

Blake: wait!

Weiss: where are you going!?

Jaune: patrol the area, who knows what other criminals are still around the city?

Blake: don't you think that-

Jaune: no, i didn't do enough for today, no, i'm not gonna take a day off and no, i don't need to relax, what i need to do now is stop criminals from hurting people, and if that's everything, i'll take my leave. *walks away*

Weiss/Blake: *sighs in defeat*

Cinder: pff, and here i was thinking to be the only woman he's cold with.

Weiss/Blake: SHUT IT!!

*a few minutes later*

Jaune: *driving his batmobile* what's next ozpin?

Ozpin: *in a small screen* master jaune, don't you think you're done for today?

Jaune: please don't start you too.

Ozpin: i know about your resent about taking days off, but don't you think that you should rest at least on this day.

Jaune: why does everyone keeps repeating that, what's so special about today?

Ozpin: *raises eyebrow but chuckles*

Jaune: what's so funny.

Ozpin: master jaune, could you please tell me what day is today.

Jaune: i believe its march thirty, but what is so... *sigh* its my birthday isn't it?

Ozpin: i believe it is master jaune.

Jaune: let me guess, the girls are waiting for me with a whole surprise party ready, and that's why they were trying to convince me to come home earlier.

Ozpin: correct as always master jaune.

Jaune: *sighs* im an idiot.

Ozpin: just a little bit sir.

Jaune: ozpin, what other heroes are on the area?

*on the arc mansion*

Weiss/Blake: *gets in the house with more casual clothes*

Ruby: *also in casual clothes, bolts from the couch to them in a split second* so?

Weiss/Blake: *shook heads*

Ruby: *whines* wha- b-but why?

Yang: *crosses her arms* cause work is more important to him then anything else apparently.

Pyrrha: i-it's not like that, he just want to make sure the city is safe.

Yang: there's a bunch of other heroes around it! The city is safer than ever!

P/RWB: *deflates*

Yang: face it, he just don't wanna spend time with us.

Jaune: that couldn't be farther from the truth.

P/RWBY: *flinches and jumps slightly*

Yang: holy shit!! Where the hell did you came from!?

Jaune: the elevator that connects the cave to the mansion is right here. *points to the clock behind him*

Weiss: why are you here? Shouldn't the batman be patrolling the city?

Jaune: yes he should *looking around at the decorations, balloons the presents and the huge (poorly done and probably handmade) cake* but jaune arc had an appointment here, one he was already getting lato to.

Yang: ohh, now you remember?

Jaune: yeah, but only because ozpin reminded me of it.

Ruby: what? What do you mean?

Jaune: i mean that i didn't even knew today was my birthday.

P/RWBY: *shocked*

Jaune: i only remembered because ozpin told me about it. *looking down slightly* im sorry girls, you all had the work to prepare this party for me but i just pushed you away... *sigh* i think i've been batman for so long that i don't even know if i can still be jaune arc anymore, i can't even remember about my own birthday...im really sorry girls...

Ruby: *bolts to him and hugs him tightly*

Jaune: err-

Pyrrha/Yang: *trapping him in a bone crushing hug*

Jaune: ugh...girls i can't-

Blake/Weiss: *Joins right after*

Jaune: girls-

Ruby: shhh...you need a hug.

Jaune: *getting blue* maybe, but oxygen would be really nice too.

P/RWBY: ooops. *let go*

Jaune: *taking deep breaths* thanks, so, when is this party going to start?

Ruby: *with a beaming smile* RIGHT NOW!!! *press play on the music*

Pyrrha: *flying to the table* should we begin with the presents?

Jaune: sure.

Yang: let him open only the ones on the table.

Jaune: there are others besides these?

Yang: *grins* yup, there are five other presents ready for you, but you can only unwrap and use them later on the bedroom.

Jaune: w-wha-

Yang: you've been neglecting your girlfriends for some time now ladykiller, so your last present for today is going to be a present for us as well, do you mind?

Jaune: *sighs* i don't have a choice on that matter do i?

Yang: nope.

Blake: no.

Pyrrha: *shooks head*

Ruby: nopey.

Weiss: no way.

*on the next morning*

Jaune: *sipping his morning coffee* so, how it was yesterday?

Sun: good, we stopped a gang from robbing a bank.

Neptune: yup.

Sage: we took out a small cartel in the docks.

Scarlet: they weren't expecting any surprises so it was quite easy.

Nora: and we broke the legs of some guys trying to attack a girl.

Ren: *nods*

Jaune: besides that?

Sun: nothing much, after your apparitions yesterday most criminals decided to take a day off and just a few were acting, but the cops took care of it mostly on their own, we barely had to help.

Jaune: so it was an uneventful night?

Neptune: Practically, what about yours?

Jaune: well-

Ruby: *lazily* yaaaang, i can't feel my leeegs.

Yang: *floating towards the bathroom with ruby on her back* me neither sis, me neither.

Weiss: *groans* how did he kept going for so long?

Blake: no idea...

Pyrrha: *floating towards the bathroom, carrying blake and weiss* oww...im sore in places i didn't even knew could get sore.

P/RWBY: *gets in the bathroom*

SSSN: *staring wide eyed at jaune*

Jaune: what?

Sun: what's happening to them?

Jaune: well...let's just say that i went a bit overboard after my party yesterday.

Neptune: dude, how did you do that?

Jaune: *raises eyebrow* Do what?

Neptune: do what!? You're a human being that managed to sleep with the superwoman, the wonder woman, the flash, the white lantern, the black arrow and survived, not only survived but got them all sore, how the hell did you do that!?

Jaune: it's simple *sips his coffee and grins at them* i'm batman.

Ren: yeah, he is.

Nora: *shrugg* can't discuss with that.

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rottengalzsworld · 5 years

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I'm Lost Without You.

"I'm sorry.." "Let's end this.."

I wonder when it started. When did we lost our spark? When did our relationship fell apart? When did we fall out of love? Or rather.. where did his love go?

We're childhood friends. We have been neighbors for who knows how long. My parents and his are the best of friends. Like literally. Both my mom and dad and his. They even want us to get married if only one of us is a girl. We couldn't careless over such things since we were still kids that time. I remember he always comes over to play everyday. Laughing, Sleeping, Eating.. we did that together. We went on the same elementary he was my saviour when I'm being bullied. At the same time I was his teacher and I taught him everything about academics.

High school started we went on the same school. Again. Same grade, Same section, and year. Since were always together our classmates teases us as husband and wife. It didn't seem to bother him so I just went on with it too. I forgot this is also the stage where we get curious about almost everything. Sexuality. Relationship. Love. Pleasure. One day while walking home after school he told me he wanna come over. I said "Yeah. Sure." I wasn't thinking of anything else since I'm use to him being always in our house. We went inside. No one's home. "Go on to my room first. I'll get us some snacks and drinks" I said. He nodded and went ahead. I brought some cookies and juice. As I went inside my room he's lying on my bed. Faced down. "Hey. I brought some cookies" he gave me a moan as an answer. I sat down on the floor and leaned my back against my bed. He suddenly got up took his bag and started rummaging inside. "Ah! Found it!" He took out a somewhat called a dvd. "DOJUN! let's watch this!" He showed me what that dvd was about and to my surprise.. It was an adult dvd. "Wha-- where did you even get that?!" I asked embarrassingly. He smiled at me "Hehehe.. I saw this from my father's closet and I figured we should watch it together! Hihihi" he immediately put the dvd on and I had no choice but to watch it with him. Then like any other guy in puberty we reacted naturally. We weren't talking nor even glancing at each other. Too embarrassed of the situation. Haaah.. seriously.. why did we end up like this? I glanced at him and his all red and sweaty. His face screams pain. He's covering his crotch. 'Hehehe.. how cute' I thought to myself. "Could you quit staring at me? I'm getting uncomfortable" he's blushing so hard.. 'cute.. cute.. cute..' This side of him makes me wanna tease him more. And so I did. I slowly touched his arms. He shivered. "Wha- what the hell dojun!" He said while still blushing.. "What? You look like your in pain.. just wanna help you out." I said.. aah. He's so cute when he's embarrassed. "S-stop it.." he said.. ugh! I held both of his hands up. Went in front of him.. kissed him while un-buckling his pants. I don't know what came over me. But I can't stop myself. He was.. He kept on saying no.. but why do I feel like he doesn't mean it? I looked at him and stared.. "wh-what?" He asked nervously. "Heesoo.." I called out his name.. with a tone of hunger. I want him. What? Why? Why do I want him? He chuckled looked back at me and said "we've already gone this far.. don't leave me hanging now." After that I kissed him passionately.. started jerking both of our thing. Up and down. Twists and turns. Until we both came.

I kept on apologizing.. but he said it was okay and that he didn't hated it. But it didn't just end there. It happened multiple more times. It became a routine. Every time he comes over. We do it. I realized my true feelings for him when were talking about what we wanted to be in the future and what school were going to. When he said he wants to go to another state for college.. it pierced me. Thinking that I'm not gonna able to see him everyday.. kills me. And so our graduation came. I confessed my feelings. I told him that wherever he goes.. I'll go and that I like him.. more than just a friend. He was shocked. I expected as much. But he answered my feelings right then and there. "I thought I will never hear that from you" he smiled and hugged me. Not long after our parents knew about our relationship and they're all supportive.

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and months turned into years. We graduated college and again together. After graduation we bought our own apartment and lived there. We both work and have separate but not so much different schedules. We see each other every weekends. Spend it like any other couple. After a year I was promoted as an executive. We celebrated it but things go downhill for the two of us after this. Higher rank means more work load. I come home late. Wake up early or sometimes too late. We see each other once per week or sometimes we don't. We haven't spent time with each other. And I think that's one of the reason why something changed. It was the night of our anniversary and I did whatever it takes to come home early. I brought flowers and his favorite sweets. As I arrived I saw his shoes. "He's here" I smiled and I looked at the time. I made it. "Heesoo? I'm ho-me.." I saw bags at the side of the entrance. What? Did someone came over? He was sitting on the couch. "Heesoo?" He stood up and came to me. Then I heard the words I have been wishing and hoping to never hear my entire life.

His head's down "I'm sorry.." his voice is shaking "L-let's end this.." That time my chest started burning. My back aches. My knees are losing strength. I'm getting lightheaded. I can't say anything. My voice won't come out. "Nothings wrong with you.. You.. did nothing wrong. It's.. it's me.." he said while still looking down. I wanna say something but my voice just won't come out. I want to ask him why? what's wrong? But none of those were heard. I was staring at him. Surprised. Hurt. Confused. "I'm going." He walked pass me. I can't move. My chest hurts. I can't breathe. He left. He really left. I don't understand what just happened. I can't process everything. I sat down and held my head. Trying to calm down and think. My heart beats so fast I can hear it. My vision is blurry. Tears started flowing.

2 weeks passed and I haven't heard anything from him. I tried calling his number but his phone's off. Messaging him but no reply. I've asked his mom where he could possibly be but she said she have no idea. Even his friends doesn't know where he is. Heesoo. Please. Come back to me.

6 months later.. I'm still working at the same company. And a horrible news came to me. Heesoo's mom called and told me that she know's where his son is. She said that heesoo is moving to another country. My heart is beating so fast. It's burning. My chest. The same sensation I had that day. She said that heesoo will be moving to America but she doesn't know where and that he's leaving today. I ran fast to my car. Drove to the airport. Ran inside. Looking for him. I'm out of breath but I didn't stop. Then I saw him. "HEESOO!" I shouted. He looked back to see where that voice came from. He saw me. I ran to him. "Dojun! What the hell are you doing here?!" I hugged him. Oh god. Thank you. I miss him so much. "Heesoo.. why are you leaving? Do you hate me that much?" I asked him tearfully. "No. Dojun. I don't hate you." He said. "Then why? Why are leaving? That time too. I'm sorry about everything. I promise.. I promise I'll make it up to you.. just.. just don't leave me.."

"I'm sorry.. but I can't" he said. "I have to do this dojun. We've always been together.. always behind each other's backs and coz of that I.. I grew to not live by myself anymore. And so when you got promoted and come home late I felt so lonely I could die." But isn't that a good thing? Atleast I know you can't live without me.

"I know what your thinking. It isn't a good thing dojun. I don't wanna be a hindrance for your growth.. your success.. specially.. I don't want to be a burden." What? What's he saying?

"Heesoo. You know your no--" I tried to say something but he cut me "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! Dojun.. this is not just a simple thing. I have to do this not just for me but for us. I don't want us to end up like my parents.." his parents?

"My dad can't live without my mom.. he became too clingy.. at first my mom finds it cute but as time goes it became troublesome. My dad gets jealous easily. Thinking every guy my mom talks to is her lover. I'm slowly being like that.. and I don't like it dojun!" He's starting to cry.. this is the first time I'm hearing this.. "I don't want our relationship to be like that.. That's why I ended it. After fixing myself I'm thinking of coming back to you. I know it's selfish. But for us to have a happily ever after.. I will do everything." Heesoo.. so he broke up with me because he wants to save.. us?

"I want to create a brand new story with you. Start a new relationship that'll last forever and for that to happen.. I have to reconstruct myself... *cries*" he caressed my face..

"I want to be a man that deserves to stand beside you.."

I'm horrible.. I made the person I love cry.

"Will you be able to wait for me?" He asked.. full of hope I'd say yes..

"Heesoo.." I took his hand off my face and held it.. then put it on my chest..

"Your the reason why this is still beating.. my heart will solely forever be yours." I said. My tears fell. One by one.

"I will wait for you.. no matter how long it takes. Just promise me you'll come back."

"I will. I promise. My love."

I kissed him. Hugged him. One last time.

I don't know how long it will take him. But that doesn't bother me. Coz I know he'll be back. Back to my arms.

As I stand here.. watching you go. Staring at your back walking further and further away.. Slowly being engulfed by the crowd of passengers. The burning in my chest fades away. It still stings but I know that this pain will turn into happiness. I just have to wait.

Heesoo.. The love of my life. My one and only. I'll always be here waiting for you. I love you.

#lost without you #love is an illusion #dojinshi #one shot #love story #boys love

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Part 1

"I already hate this place" I said more to myself than anyone. We were in the car on the freeway going up into Rhinebeck, New York. The part of New York nobody cares about. Cows, corn, apples, goats and strip malls full of nosey grandparents and an abysmally small number of pre-college age kids desperate to leave town for the city.

Worst of all, my cousin Jezzy had lived there with my mom and her immediate family. This was going to be a horrible weekend.

I scraped at the remainders of my chipped black nail polish while my dad whistled along to Nickleback on the radio. I couldn't tell if it was the song making me want to puke or the egregiously long drive.

"Come on Kaylie. What happened to enjoying your favorite season? Hayrides, pumpkins, and your favorite? Hot cider, but fresh, locally made" said dad, trying to cheer me up.

Maybe it worked. I couldn't stop the slight smile he inspired, but I could hide my face by turning it towards the window and watching the swaths of green land and prairie houses pass by. That's when he figured me out and I could see him smile from the corner of my eye.

"And don't worry. You can text me anytime. If you're bored, if you're upset. You know you can reach out" he continued on, as Nickleback faded to Daughtry.

"Ugh" was all I said. "Can we listen to something else? No offense"

"Here" dad replied, unhooking his phone from the mount on the AC vent. The phone was connected to the car speakers by bluetooth, but I did miss the days when we'd flip through a case full of CDs. I scrolled through his playlists with my band-aid wrapped right thumb until I settled on a stray AFI song, "girls not grey".

"Okay. We are almost there. I'm gonna pull into a drive through and order some coffee. Want anything?"

I knew he was talking about Dunkin Donuts. Dad was a police officer but he was on vacation. That didn't stop him from going to his favorite feed station.

"Oatmeal?" was all I said with a shrug. I was barely hungry, but if I wanted to survive entering Rhinebeck without a mental crash, I needed the sustenance.

"Of course honey" says dad as he pulls the car neatly into the drive thru. There were no other customers there. Upstate New York was so different from Queens. The pace was slower. Everything was monumentally more boring.

I picked at a loose thread hanging from the collar of my Tripp moto jacket, a hand-me-down from Jezzy of course. Remembering that fact made me want to hide it in my sleepaway bag. Did she even remember it anyway? She had a million jackets just like it. I placed my bets on her forgetting and sighed.

Dad and I ate quietly and sipped coffee and hot white chocolate respectively as we closed the distance between civilization and the family house. Well, mom's side of the family.

Pulling up onto the spacey car-addled drive-way lawn hybrid felt both familiar and strange. I finished my tasteless oatmeal and warm drink just as dad finished his doughnut and started on his breakfast sandwich. The smell of the maple sausage filled the car.

Immediately I saw my baby cousin Abby outside on the front steps of the big family house holding her American Girl doll and twirling one of her blond pigtails. My youngest aunt, Tabitha came out of the house and scooped Abby up into her arms and approached the car just as dad put it in park. Tabitha called back and soon Mom and my other aunt Jennifer and uncle Joe came outside. Uncle Joe was wearing oven mitts and had on his "Grill Sergeant" apron. He must have been flipping burgers in the backyard. I wondered if grandma was up too? She had dementia and needed constant care. But I found that I missed her anyway.

Dad opened my door after he got out of the car and I stepped out, unprepared for the borage of hugs and shoulder pats that soon followed.

"Hi" was all I said after the first hugs. When mom hugged me, I said "hey mom I missed you"

"I missed you too honey" she said and kissed my forehead. Abby squealed when she hugged me and hit me with her doll.

"Ow" I said.

"Come on inside Abby. Let's eat some cookies. Your aunt Madeline worked on them all day" said aunt Tabitha towing Abby inside. As I lugged my sleepaway bag over the few steps that led into the house, I watched in the corner of my eye as mom and dad talked quietly outside by the car. A part of me hoped dad would suggest they go get something to eat. In this fantasy, mom agreed and the two of them would go out and eat all day, and maybe dad would stay over too. But a girl can only dream.

The house smelled like pine scented Cheseapeake Bay candles and grilled beef.

"Hey there scout" said uncle Joe. "I'm making burgers. Feel free to have one if you're hungry from that long journey out of the city"

"Thanks uncle Joe" I mumble, heading straight upstairs for the guest room, hoping and hoping with all my heart that Jezzy wasn't in there. It was her room before she ran off and started living with some creep. It was around then that the family's wariness turned to me instead of her. She got off their plate. Me? I was the appetizer about to be upgraded to a dreaded entree.

I didn't even look up when I dropped my Nightmare Before Christmas sleepway bag on the floor by the door, but as soon as I did, my stomach dropped.

There was Jezzy sitting on what was to be my bed. She had the same long vibrant purple hair--- reminding me of all the times I enviously eyed the dye bottles she'd leave littering the bathtub and dining room table. She wore the same signature shade of autumn brown lipstick, one of her trademark moto jackets, ripped black jeans and shiny black chunky heel boots. I was taken aback by how amazing she looked, how it made me idolize and dislike her all at once. Nobody prepared me for this.

"Hey there cuz" she said, her voice raspy yet upbeat. "I'm so happy you like that jacket. I wore that to a few concerts when I used to go. Wow! you cut a bang? It looks so good, that layered teased look. Just a wait a few years and maybe Madeline will let you get highlights" she says crossing her legs.

"Do they know you're here?" I ask. No greetings. No manners. I was slightly ashamed.

"Of course not" she said. "Oh and by the way. Don't let anybody bully you here okay? You're not like some kind of spawn I spit out before running away. You're Madeline's kid. You're a good kid. My mom, as much as she likes to pretend she was, wasn't exactly a stellar child. The apple doesn't fall far from the tree I guess" she finishes it off by biting into a McIntosh apple I didn't even realize she had, if she had it at all before biting it. Her lipstick stayed perfectly intact afterwards.

"Okay" was all I could muster. "Well, I'll be fine"

"I know you will. Just stay safe. Stay away from bridges and all that. You know" she says with a smile. "Grandma would appreciate it. A little milk in a bowl. Don't step over the mushroom rings and such"

I clenched my jaw. Here we go again. I needed her to disappear. I needed her to leave. Even though I thought she was gorgeous, and wanted with every fiber of my being to be just like her. Run off with my own dark prince, go to any shows I wanted, get into clubs with a fake ID, meet bands and artists and directors, model for underground magazines and kiss boys behind the bleachers. Most of all get to know her. The real Jezzy. The brave, wayward girl. The only one in the family privy to grandma's whimsical insanity. The only one who could get her to speak a coherent sentence. It sat heavy on my bones, that desired that wish to know the world they shared, and the world Jezzy ran away for.

But I was just Kaylie. The ticking time bomb. The one that reminded everybody of Jezzy. And grandma's dementia. And everything that ever went wrong in the family.

"Don't you have somewhere to go?" I nearly spit.

"I'll see you around. Bye Kaylie" she says with a warm smile, standing up, long, reed thin, perfect. She looked like she could drift on the autumn air like a fallen leaf. Like her laughter brings the wolves to howl at the moon. Like her hands can tame the night. Like she dances with elves in the forests. And part of me ached for it. Ached for the life she chose. It was so physical I almost rushed to her. In my mind I fell at her feet and begged her to tell me how she did it.

But I'm Kaylie Scheifflin. I'm not Jesslyn Rivers.

When I turned to glance at the doorway to see if anyone was eavesdropping, I felt a slight draft of cool air and when I turned to look back at Jezzy, she was gone.

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