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PAC/ Your future self wants to tell you... 🔮

-Reuploaded and reedited old PAC-

Hi my loves and welcome to this new Pac, today you'll receive a message from your future self. This is an old pac I decided to correct, rewrite and add some more information. Take a deep breath before choosing your pile and choose the one that makes you laugh, take only what resonates and leave what doesn't. You can choose more than 1 pile if you feel drawn to. Hope you like it, I love you all 💕

Decks I used: Goddes guidance oracle, moonology oracle, shadows and lights oracle, ethereal visions tarot, astrodices and my lucky charms.

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Pile 1:

Oracle:

Things will become a lot more easy in your future, I see you very happy with how things will move in your life in every aspect. There's a massive shift in your reality from what you curently have going on, you'll be making a bold move that will lead you to success very fast, this energy is fiery and rush so surely everything will move at speed of light for you once you give that step. I feel that this success is estremely close, like this could happen in any given moment, it's like you have the door, you have the key and everything ready but nothing moves until you open the door you have right in front of you. I feel that what is keeping you looking at the door and not moving forward is a wound related to your confidence, this wound is caused by other people who judged you and treat you unfairly in your past, they made you think you weren't capable of doing great things and they hurt you so much that you ended up believing their lies. Don't let cruel people's actions hold you back or repress you from doing what you really want to do, be unique, be original and don't be afraid to show yourself.

There's a karmic person coming back to your life, you know this person and you probably have bad a good memories with them but things ended up un bad terms. They are the same as you remember them, with their positive and negative traits but you have changed a lot since this person left your life. Your future self warns you about them, not because they have bad intentions but for you to not repeat a past situation with them. You'll need to listen your intuition to proceed with this person, keep a safety distance if they have hurt you or made you feel bad about yourself, I hear something about hero complex so try not to save someone who feels right being as they are, no matter if you know how to help them, if they don't need or want your help or advice don't waste your energies, there are a lot of people in the world that will really need and appreaciate your help, but this person from your past doesn't. Your future self tells you that you need to pass this karmic test, this situation will help you realize your inner power and recognize all your personal progress and growth, it will also be helpful for your confidence.

Take as divine signs when you see blue butterflies, horses or an orange cat, the goddess Freyja, something related to Avalon and pink flowers.

Tarot:

(Cards: Ace of pentacles rev, king of pentacles rev, 4 of pentacles rev, 8 of wand rev, the Temperance/ 6 of cups)

The tarot cards talk about money issues you have been dealing with in your recent past, but if it's not about money it's about your sense of stability or physical safety, something has made you feel insecure or this feeling of uncertainty is something you carry from a young age, you might have felt like doesn't matter how hard you work, the ressults of your work are taking longer to reach you. Don't worry or doubt about your manifestations, sweetheart, I know waiting can be exasperating sometimes and can make you think you are in the wrong path or things don't work for you, but your future self wants you to know that this is not your case, you are doing things the best you can so avoid being so hard on yourself, some things take more time to materialize in your reality but that doesn't mean they are not going to manifest, it might sound cliché but it's true, good things take time and the more time they take the more wonderful the rewards will be, every seed need its proper time to grow and become a tree..

Your future self ask you to stay more in your present moment and work in your feeling of deserving, your future self is perfectly fine but you are forgetting about enjoying your current life. You really need and deserve a break and have more fun, you deserve to live a happy life, you deserve love and you deserve success just for being you, start believing in yourself and all your worth. You are also in a healing moment of your life and that's why your past situation is coming back to finally end up with this cycle, you really need to leave this behind because new golden doors are opening for you. This past situation that is repeating has something to do with an emotional wound you haven't solved yet and this comeback of someone will be the perfect chance to make peaces with your past and turn the page into the new chapter, your future self is telling you that is your moment to heal and Universe will be giving you the opportunities to do so.

Temperance and 6 of cups tell you to enjoy the simplicity of life, these cards invite you to take things with calm and work on your inner peace. Take this moment of healing as a gift from Universe, let the Divine guide you and show you what you couldn't see by yourself, everything will end up better than you expected. Also, don't doubt to ask for help to your spirit guides, they are there to help you whenever you need them.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Taurus, Jupiter, 5th house/ agate, aventurine, rose quartz, golden leaf, shell)

Well... There's love and romance on their way to you, for the most of you this is the person you are going to marry and have kids or pets with, I hear something about a legacy so you will surely have an abundant future with this person, also I see this upcoming relationship will be very healing for both of you, you two will feel your relationship as a wish fulfilled. The agate and 5th house have the message of wealth created by following your true passion and heart's desires, the golden leaf also talks about prosperity and abundance. As an advice, your future self asks you to work on your sensibility and your intuition, you also can be developing psychic abillities

Pile 2:

Oracle:

My spiritual pile 😊, It's time to take a leap of faith honey, trust yourself and your potential because you are capable of great things and you know it, you just need to believe and remind it more. You are bold and powerful, my love but your mindset is playing you a bad trick by making you think about all the things that could go wrong, remember that it's just your brain predicting things that probably will never happen. We know we are brave after facing something that scare us, so do it babe, jump to the unknown with fear but do it, chase your dreams and shine like the star you are because the loving hands of Universe will be there to hold you.

You have a vision of something you want to achieve, you want to success in a very specific area of your life, maybe it's related to career, love, a glow up, money... Whatever it is you are going to get it sooner than you imagine but you need to stop rushing ressults by now and take the strategic steps you need to take because your goal is almost here but excessive control over things can be delaying your success. You'll reach your goal love, your future self assures you that, but you need a time to see what you really want and what works best for you, don't try to fit in a box that's not made for you, do things your own and unique way and you'll see how fast you manifest your desired reality. Also, your future self wants you to release the weight of fitting into other people's expectations of you, don't betray yourself to make someone else happy.

Your future self asks you to improve your intuition and your connection with your spirit guides, you have angelic precense in your life by the moment, they'll show themselves in the form of moths. Ask your angels for help with self confidence and releasing behavior patterns that are no longer useful for you, they are very present in your life because you are energetically ascending and overcoming a lot of emotional baggage, you might feel over emotional for the next few weeks but it's a needed process to cleanse your energies and your soul, let your emotions guide you and give you the answers to your blockages, and rest if you need it.

Tarot:

(Cards: Chariot rev, sun rev, queen of cups, justice rev, wheel of fortune/ High priestess)

You are or have been waiting for the perfect circumstances to do something you really want to do, it's something that when you think about this, your heart jumps with joy and excitement. You know this can make you really happy but you are waiting for the outside circumstances to change instead of looking within to see what's blocking you, you are being unfair with yourself by forcing you to stand still and wait when something that makes you happy is at your hands and is calling you so loudly, your future self is telling you to check yourself to see what's holding you back and why you are expecting a chage from the outside when you are needing a change on the inside, that's why this reflection moment is so important, there's nothing outside blocking you, this comes from withing yourself but remember that taking a leap of faith will be very rewarding. This emotional issue might be related to the fear of being judged or rejected, maybe your dream is something unconventional or the way you want to make it is, but keep always in mind that Universe is aligning everything for you to reach the best outcome possible.

You know the solution to it, you got the high priestess at the bottom of the deck and the queen of cups to represent you, you are wiser than you want to admit. Your intuition is really powerful, make use of that wonderful gift you have more often honey and believe it when your 6th sense talk to you. By the moment your future self tells you to let the Universe put things into place while you heal that part of yourself that holds you back from chasing your dreams. You can check pile 1 if you felt called too.

Embody the energy of the queen of cups by entering in your femenine energy, rest more, meditate, pamper yourself with things that makes you feel beautiful and comfortble, be kind with yourself, eat that ice cream you love etc. I hear something about a crystal ball, maybe you can get one to help you with your intuition and to communicate with your guides, you can also be having lucid dreams so try to keep a dream journal next to your bed to write your dreams when you wake up, dreams and the oniric realm will be very significant for you.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Taurus, the sun, 7th house/ white heart, rose quartz, shell, spike)

There's a love interest appearing soon in your life and this person is going to be very straight forward with you since the moment they meet you, you are attracting a lot of attention and people who wants to spend time with you. The shell fell next to the spike, telling you that not every person that comes into your life is good intentioned, your intuition will tell you who you can trust and who you have to keep away. You are going to receive tons of love, not just romantic love but true friendships, you surely will be reuniting with your soul tribe.

Pile 3:

Oracle:

My dear pile 3, you might not be in the best moment of your life and I'm really sorry for that, but the good thing is that there's divine intervention currently happpening in your life. You are being helped by higher realms to help you heal some wounds that you have been trying to solve and you could't by yourself or to help you deal with that situation that got you out of balance. It's something that's giving you a lot of anxiety and maybe even sleep problems. Your future self wants you to release control and surrender to the divine and a release, some things are put of your control and you can'tdo much about it, if you are not yet in that process of healing it will start soon. You got Eireen and Ixchel, both goddesses related to healing and inner peace, there's this really high vibrational energy focused on you and many times, when we get this energetic downloads we get overwhelmed by past memories or experiences so we can eatch them with a new perspective, the bad thing about this is the anxiety we get from this too. When you feel overwhelmed with this just call your spirit team, they will lead you to the answer of the problem, this will also make tou feel supoorted and protected.

Whoever chose this pile, you are a very brave and strong person, you have overcome some obstacles very hard to deal with in your past and most of you, just by yourself. This makes you feel powerful and confident but also distant and stoic with other people, you know you don't need anyone to solve your problems but we are still humans and we are social animals, our hearts will always feel called to create connections with others. You had difficult circumstances over life that might led you to create a protective shield around you to avoid getting hurt again, it's good to have healthy boundaries but avoid making your heart a feelingless rock. Your future self wants you to know that this is the moment for a deep dive in your feelings to heal and find inner peace, you need to release negativity my love, and if you can't do it by yourself, just ask for help to your spiritual guides, they wil be there for you but stop being so closed off with the world, also, your heart chakra is needing some attention.

Your future self tells you that there are new doors opening for you in your future that will lead you to success and maybe a position of autorithy/power for some of you, but you can't walk through them until you let go all that weight you have in your back that is keeping you in a negative mindset. Be careful with your pride playing a bad trick on you and try to use this time to release negative energies, you can wear a protective symbol to keep low energies away from you, I see specificly an Egyptian cross. You can also burn rosemary and smudge yourself with its smoke (please don't use white sage, it's in danger of extintion and it needs a ritual to be used correctly, use rosemary, it has exorcising properties and it's useful for almost everything)

Tarot:

(Cards: 2 of pentacles, knight of wands rev, emperor rev, hierophant rev, 4 of wands/ 8 of pentacles)

Mmm I see you are being a little reckless or moody with those reversed emperor and hierophant, are you allowing yourself to have fun? or at least do things because you want to make them and not because you have to? I feel you are repressing your happiness for something outside of you, I even feel that your muscles are tense. Maybe you are trying to fit in a enviroment you don't feel comfortable in or the people you have around make you feel lonely but you still hold on to them, idk what the situation is but it involves more people, for some of you this has to be about a toxic work enviroment. If this is the case, your future self tells that you don't have to cut them from your life if you don't want to but you should ask yourself why you feel like you need to repress yourself to make them happy, your happiness also matters and now you should be focusing on that.

Analyze the way you treat yourself or what you demand from you, your inner voice might be too hard and you have to be more gentle and caring with yourself. Honestly honey, I feel you are in a little toxic envorioment and that's why the need of a protective symbol, to keep the negative energies far from you, so an stone like tiger eye or tourmaline can be helpful to be energetically protected. You are an intelligent person but you are listening to the voice or opinions of other people instead of yours, by the moment let outter circumstances evolve at their own rythm and focus on what you can do for yourself and nurture your inner world.

Your tarot spread ends up with the 4 of wands, a card of celebration and happiness, so don't worry, you will have your happy ending. By the moment, your future self asks you to put the focus on the 8 of pentacles, to be progressively moving torwards your desires without listening to others, just do what you feel called to do. Also, think about the things you really want to do, fulfill your desires more often at the same time you acomplish your tasks, fun and duty can coexist if you allow them to.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Aries, Venus, 1st house/ infinite, golden leaf, star, shell, aventurine)

You need a big dose of self love, to put love and care into the things that make you passionate and you feel driven to make. Everything will end up good for you, stop for a while with overdoing or overthinking and invest more time in your wellbeing and emotional balance, you also need more silence to listen your inner voice and intuition more clearly. The overall message from your future self is that you need to think less and enjoy more your life, it's good to be ambitious but it's important we don't forget about ourselves in the process, we owe ourselves love, protection and care. The golden leaf tells you that wealth and abundance are flowing to you and the star is reminding you that you are moving into success and recognition for your talents, keep going and don't let anybody mess with you. Also with the aventurine and the shell you got the message of allowing this divine healing energy enter your life, light a candle for your guides, make a gratitude journal, etc. Whatever helps you develop your spirituality will make you feel a lot more peaceful and will make you trust more your instinct. I'm also getting something about eating more fruits and do some grounding excersices.

Pile 4:

Oracle:

Mmmm I see you excited for something new you are doing or something you really want to do, maybe it's a new hobby, activity, course or job, you know this involves some changes in your habits in order to do this new thing the best way possible. Even though you know the change can be difficult or uncomfortable, this new oportunity makes you very happy. This new dream of yours is going to bring you abundance and success in your future, I literally see golden sparks falling from the sky and being poured over you, so don't let your insecurities or anything hold you back from this because it's a golden oportunity for you, release any attachment and move into that direction, your future self assures you it's going to be worthy.

You can be through a period where you'll be very emotional, allow your emotions flow so you can understand better what your emotional world is trying to tell you, maybe you can discover the root of an insecurity you needed to let go so you can feel lighter. I'm hearing that you are used to your comfort zone and you don't manage well sudden changes, but babe, all your cards tell that this change will bring so much happiness and abundance to your life, don't miss this wonderful chance.

Trust yourself and your desires honey, if you are feeling that excitement within you about that new idea or offer you want to manifest is because you are receiving information from higher realms to lead you to your happiest and most fullfiling outcome. The change can feel weird at first but after a while you'll feel great for making that decition and have taken the risk.

Tarot:

(Cards: Page of cups, 3 of pentacles, 5 of pentacles rev, ace of swords rev, justice, 9 of pentacles/ Temperance, star)

Your future self wants you to take this offer/opportunity that is going to come to you or take the step to move into that path you feel excited for, it will take effort from you but you'll have good people around willing to help you in anything you need. This opportunity will also help you financially if you were struggling in this aspect, a lot of pentacles cards fell in your reading, 9 of pentacles wasn't supposed to be on the spread but the card wanted to fell anyway by the justice's side, like you will surely will get a contract, promotion or a formal salary, however it is, money will flow into your life.

Again, at first you can feel overwhelmed and exausted but the enviroment will be healthy enough for you to fit fast and easilly, if you are not used to team work the people you are going to be with will be super nice and helpful with you in every moment. If you are going to have a boss or a mentor of some kind they will surely be very polite, respectful and fair, they will be very trustworthy and will pay fairly for your work, this is a very trustworthy and healthy enviroment to move in. If you have any court case going on or an issue related to the law it's going to resolve at your favor.

You will have extra money to invest in yourself, maybe to start a project by your own or just to buy something you'be been waiting for the moment you could afford it. Maybe that's why this wonderful offer comes to you, because this can give you the resources you need to start creating something by your own. You'll harvest the fruits of your labor and you will enjoy the ressults and also being so proud of yourself, after a while you'll look back so proud of how far you've gone through. As an extra message I'm hearing something about being careful with sharp objects.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Cancer, Mercury, 5th house/ ruby, bouquet, white heart, agate, star)

There are mixed messages here, for some this can mean that there's a pregnancy happening soon, for others this can also mean the planning and success of a personal project, for others I hear a massive glow up too. The overall message of your future self is that you need to apply logic and love in your life to achieve your goals, give the needed steps torwards your dreams and think more about your desires and plan to get them. The star and the ruby are signs of success, authority and recognition, for some even some level of fame. There's also a gift that will make you very happy coming from someone you love and appreciate, I see this gift will mean something important for you.

Pile 5:

Oracle:

This is my other spiritual pile, you can read pile 2 if you felt drawn too 🥰, you are highly protected by your spirit guides if you were wondering about it, you are in a beautiful process of transformation and evolution. Your psychic abillities are also getting stronger or you are finding new abillities you didn't know you had, whatever you are doing with your spiritual journey you are doing it great honey, and your future self wants to congrat you for the work you are currently making. You are becoming wiser and more powerful, you are also releasing generational karma and aligning with your soul purpose, you are making a fantastic work, be proud of yourself.

You might not know clearly where you are leading or what you are doing, you are just letting Universe and your spiritual team guide you with all the faith of your heart and doing what's best for you meanwhile, maybe you are trying to create a career out your spirituality (I encourage you to do so). Don't worry about your path, with your knowledge and the divine guidance you have you'll lead to a beautiful place, just go step by step for the moment. Your future self tells you that luck is on your side, just trust the process and everything will be fine, also there's a message here about a soulmate or even a twin flame, soon you'll be meeting them but be careful because your glow up will attract bees but also flies, be selective with the people you let in.

I see here some kind of codependency or bad habit you are breaking or you are aware that you need to break it at some point, there's something you are attached to and you are trying to undo the knot, just know that your guides are helping you with this and you are not alone, even a little step forward is still an step. Give yourself more credit for what you have overcome and what you are dealing with to get over, your path is unique and this will make you feel more powerful and confdent.

Tarot:

(Cards: Fool rev, 4of pentacles, king of pentacles, judgement, emperor/ star rev, strenght)

You are taking a more logical and structured perspective of your life, trying to focus your energies and intentions torwards a goal and planning an strategy to get it. Your future self wants to tells you that you are doing fine by being more grounded and having a more logical approach to your desires, maybe you've been moving through your gut feeling jumping to the unknown with faith instead of strategy and you've realized you need more organization and planning. You know what you want to manifest in your life but you also know that you need consistency and discipline and that's what you are trying to embody, your future self tells you that you'll be doing great, just be perseverant.

You are going to get the stability you've been looking for but first you have to find a balance between your spiritual and material life, you'll get all the answers you've been needing to keep progressing but don't let everything in hands of divine desings. It's great to be in touch with the spirit but you are still living a human life and you need to take terrenal action too. This is like a test for you too, of how much you can do if you really accept the challenge, adult life and responsabilities can be boring or exhausting but are part of life too, your future self wants you to befriend with your earthly life now that your spiritual life is on point and the communication with your guides is clear, consistency and perseverance will be your major keys.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Virgo, north node, 3rd house/ white heart, pink heart, swallow, diamond)

I see that you are aligned with your soul purpose and everything is moving correctly in your life path, the diamond and north node are signs that you are aligned with Universe. Try to help you by being more organized with an schedule of some kind, help yourself to embrace a more grounded energy in your daily life. Even the little day by day routines can be improved to guide us to better places, like a more healthy diet, waking up earlier, spending less time with the phone, etc. Details make difference. For some of you there's a relocating, maybe you are moving into a new home or neighbor, for others you might have to travel soon. You got both hearts with the charms so a love offer (I hear multiple offers tbh) is going to arrive soon in your life, I see your soulmate/twin flame is on their way but also a lot of amazing friendships will arrive too. The swallow is the omen of the ancestors' precense, they are by ypur side guiding and helping you, if you are into witchcraft they invite you to work with them.

Pile 6:

Oracle:

My sensitive souls pile 🥹 I'm getting something related to self worth issues, I feel a really loving energy from you but it hides sadness or melancholy behind it, like you are always trying your best to make everyone happy and you don't see that good intentions reciprocated. There's a lot of pain related to past relationships/friendships, whatever you have been through has left a mark in you that keeps you looking back thinking about what you could have done differently. You have very nurturing and motherly energy, like you really enjoy helping and taking care of others, you are a benevolent soul who sees no evil in others because you don't have that within you.

Your future self wants to warn you about someone in your life that has not good intentions at heart with you, I see a very weird situation here with a lot of anxiety and mental fog, this might be a romantic interest that is making you feel badly. This may be a pattern, a situation you've lived before but with different people or it's the same person and circumstance over and over again, Idk what it is but surely you do know because there are a lot of cards that says that you have seen and feel something worriying about this specific person but you did't knew clearly what it was. Your future self tells you that this situation has to end for your mental health and wellbeing in general, you have the wisdom to see what this person has to teach you and then let them go, you will end a tough cycle too. If you are not willing, for whatever reason, to take this person out of your life just learn how to set healthy boundaries. For some of you, I see someone very obsessed with you and with a very dark energy around them, they want to consume you somehow, I see this person has nothing to do with you, I don't like to say this kind of things but it gives me the feel that you are completely out of your league. The energy of this person is disgusting, so for the ones who resonate with this, please stay safe and do what you can to keep this person away from you.

Your future self wants you to work on your self worth and self esteem to make you feel safe in your own skin, give yourself more love and compassion, remind yourself that you are loved, guided and protected from highwr realms, though I see you are very conscious about your spirit team and their precense in ypur life. If you were having financial issues your future self wants you to know that it won't last too long, be grateful with what you have meanwhile and trust that abundance is close to you. There's also a message here about stepping out of your comfort zone more often, try new things to do or do something you've been wishing to do for a while and you haven't done yet, unleash your adventurous side a little more often and allow yourself to feel free.

Tarot:

(Cards: 10 of cups rev, page of swords rev, hierophant, queen of wands rev, moon/ knight of swords)

If you resonated with pile 3 I recommend you to read it too. This energy is so confusing I don't know how to channel and simplify it, I recommend you to cleanse your energies regularly. Whatever your situation has been it was really painful, I even feel like a void in my chest and can't barely hold the tears (I'm really sorry you have felt this way 😔), here I feel a heartbreak of some kind. Even though your past pain, your heart is still full of love to share and that's such a lovely and admirable trait, your future self guarantee that in the future you will look back with a completely different pespective and many things you don't understand now will have a reason to be.

You are an honest and genuine soul, you don't hide who you are or bend your values to appear nice in other people's eyes and this autenthicity sometimes end up with being misunderstood and feeling lonely, it's part of the journey and the polarity of life. There's this situation with someone that your future self warns about and it's telling you that this situation is draining your personal power and making your fears bigger than they really are. You really need to break this negative cycle and somehow you are aware that you have to but you are giving more chances for this person to change or you are being naive when it comes to them, don't let anyone use your sensibility as a weakness because it's not.

Your future self wants you to be honest with yourself and make an analysis of what's going on in your life, to check what's out of balance and start working on that, the key word here would be empowerment. It's your time to claim your power and energy back, to say goodbye to the past and close the chapter, the thing about past is that we can turn back time in our heads but nothing can be changed, being held by this is exhausting and worthless if it's not used to analyze the situation to evolve and bloom. You just need to shift your perspective and keep in the present moment, don't go too far on the future but also avoid staying too much in the past.

Astrodices and lucky charms:

(Sagittarius, Venus, 7th house/ swallow, golden leaf, bouquet, ruby, trisquelion)

I see you focusing on the things you enjoy and love doing, maybe even implying adventurous plans in your routine or do something completely new. I see you being brave and opening to new experiences and new people, the golden leaf and the bouquet talks about benevolent energies and abundance. You can also be entering into a new chapter in your love life and not just meet your soul family but your twin flame too, so be open for tue love because is entering your life to stay forever, true connections are very close. The ruby talks again about confidence and power, you' ll be feeling a lot more empowered and confortable taking the reins of your life. Finally, the swallow and trisquelion are signs of a huge spiritual team guarding your back, you are being guided and protected by ancestors and ascended masters, get closer to them because they are leading you to a wonderful place.

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lxverss · 9 months

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— ɪʀʀᴇꜱɪꜱᴛɪʙʟᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴍ | hhj

✰ ᴘᴀɪʀɪɴɢ: h.hyunjin x afab reader

✰ ɢᴇɴʀᴇ: smut, fluff, newly established relationship, non-idol au

✰ ᴡᴄ: 1k

✰ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢꜱ: 18+, female masturbation, reader fantasizes about hyunjin, orgasm denial, dirty talk, pussy slapping, oral sex (f. recieving), heavy making out, etc.

✰ ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ: you go on a date with your boyfriend to a fancy diner but you both can't keep your hands off of eachother all night. Which, ends up in you both going at it in the backseat of his car.

p/s: pics aren't mine, credits to the respective owners! + This story isn't proofread so please bear with me :')

You and hyunjin haven't been spending too much time together recently. Which is why, he had planned the perfect dinner date for you both with reservations at a fancy diner down the street. You were more than excited for tonight, having planned a sinful surprise for him after the date. You also couldn't wait to try the new perfume you recently bought solely for this occasion. It wasn't too strong, it had a charismatic, flowery and feminine scent. Just how he liked it.

You checked yourself in the mirror, making sure your makeup looks perfect. You went for a soft feminine look with a complementing tight black dress falling right above your knees. You decorated your neck and hands with jewelry that you got as a gift from your boyfriend on your first date. He was supposed to pick you up at 8 pm and it was currently 7:50 pm. You checked the time, then spritzed a generous amount of the perfume onto your neck and collarbones. Right as you were done, you heard your doorbell ring. That must be him, you thought. You quickly fixed your hair and hurried downstairs to get the door.

When you opened the door, hyunjin was hit with a wonderful fragrance that filled his nostrils. "Hey, beautiful" he said with a smirk, leaning against the doorframe. He had a bouquet of crimson red roses in his free hand. He was wearing a black blazer with a white t-shirt underneath. God, it was like god favoured him. No, he looked like god himself at that moment. His perfect dark brown eyes locking with yours. You both shared eye contact for what felt like forever. Until you cleared your throat, and he seemed to notice your flustered state. "These are for you" he finally broke the silence, handing you the bouquet. "Thanks" you shyly said as you sniffed the flowers. You moved away from the doorframe, motioning for him to come inside. He looked around your apartment, as it was his first time there.

You put the flowers in a vase and poured some water in it to keep it alive. "Ready to go?" You heard as hyunjin stepped into the kitchen. "Yeah, shall we?" You held your hand out for him to take. He took your hand with a giddy smile, "we shall".

He then lead you over to his parked car and held the door open for you. "Ladies first" he said with a playful smile and a small bow. You playfully hit his shoulder but still got in nonetheless, thankful for his kind gesture. He got in slowly after you, making himself comfortable in the driver's seat. He leaned over you to put your seatbelt on for you. Your heart pounded in your chest as you felt your cheeks heat up at the close proximity. After putting on your seatbelt, he gave you a small smile and returned to his seat to put his own seatbelt on.

It was a 30-minute drive to the diner he got reservations at. You nearly fell asleep because, well, you barely had any sleep last night. You stayed up humping your pillow, your thoughts engulfed by nothing but hyunjin. You even woke up from a wet dream at 5 something, having to relieve your horniness with your pink dildo. Even then, all you could think about was hyunjin, hyunjin, hyunjin. In your dream he was making love to you, letting out the most heavenly moan anyone could ever let out.

You both arrived at your designated place. Though, he was resisting the urge to touch you the whole ride there. Getting out of the car, he held the door open for you. You carefully stepped out, not wanting to trip on your wobbly legs. Yes, he made your knees weak so now your legs felt like jelly. For fucks sake, hwang. It hadn't been entirely his fault though, considering you made love to yourself almost all night.

You both made your way over to the diner in utter silence, hand in hand. When you made it to the door, he held it open for you with a charming smile like the gentleman he is. You smiled giddily at this. You both made your way over to your reserved seat and put your orders in. The whole time you were teasing him and driving him nuts. Leaning over to grab the salt and he could clearly see your cleavage with the necklace he gave you dangling from your neck. You gave him a teasing smile and grabbed the salt you 'needed' when you very much could have asked him for it. Brushing your foot up his leg, giving the spoon extra attention licking it, and so many more.

You didn't know your teasing could end up in his mouth on your pussy and your hands tangled in his hair, chanting his name like a mantra. Apparently all that teasing had fueled something inside him as he grabbed your wrist and dragged you across the diner back to his car. You couldn't even make it all the way inside as he slammed his lips into yours and slamming your back against the car door. He roughly made out with you, as you played with and pulled his soft black locks. You both were moaning into eachother like two horny dogs. He then clicked his door open and shoved you inside backseats, reaching his hand over to the front to lock the door not breaking the kiss.

Which brings you to the present, his face buried into your cunt and your hands desperately pulling on his hair. He slurped, sucked, licked your pussy until you were on the brink of your release. Then he suddenly stopped everything, leaving you to whine in frustration. "P-please, I'm sorry!" You cried out but to no avail. "You think I'd go easy on you after you've been bad all evening?" He said landing a slap on your delicious cunt. "Ah! Im— sorry, please! You begged and went to touch your own clit, desperate for some relief. He grabbed your wrist and pinned them above your head, slamming his lips into yours for the nth time that night. He only broke the kiss to whisper in your ear, "you're not cumming until I fucking say so."

It was going to be a long, long night.

A/N: feedbacks and reblogs are highly appreciated!! I enjoyed writing this fic a lot so I hope you enjoyed reading it as well <33

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im-a-marvel-ous-hoe · 4 months

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Dashing Through the Snow | Bucky Barnes (9th Day of 🎄)

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We’re nearing the end of my 12 days of Christmas! I hope you guys are enjoying them!

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So many people ran past me with boxes and bags of gifts in their hands, surely doing some last minute Christmas shopping. The hustling and bustling to get home surely makes it look like that’s one way to get into the holiday spirit. The snow falling definitely makes New York look a little more… I don’t know, cleaner? Fresher? I can’t really place my finger on it, but it sure is nice though.

It looks like it might start snowing again. The wind hitting my face and cloudy skies are a definite tell sign that it’s bound to happen within the next hour or so. I quickly secured my scarf around my neck so I don’t get hit with the gust of cold air that I’m sure is making my nose and cheeks turn pink.

I guess I wasn’t paying attention because instead of looking at the people around me, my attention was now facing the cloudy sky. “Whoah!” I yelped as I lost my balance and slipped onto the cold cement. I felt the wind get knocked out of me as I let out a cough, the people of New York just casually walking straight past me to get where they needed to be. “Ow…”

“Oh my gosh, are you okay?”

I heard a woman’s voice ask me as I sat up. She had stopped and stood right in front of me, gift bags in her hands as she looked at me worriedly. “Argh, yeah I’m fine. Just.. slipped.” I chuckled. She placed down her bags and held out her hand in front of me. “Oh, no you don’t have to – ”

“Yes, I do. No one else seems to think of helping.” She flashed her pearly whites and I reached up, taking her hand with mine and pulled myself up. “That was quite a fall. Are you sure you’re okay?” I nodded and felt the wind get knocked out of me for a different reason when I really looked at her. She wore a red coat with black lining. Her hair was slightly disheveled from the wind and she had the prettiest smile I’ve ever seen.

She looked.. adorable.

“No no yeah, I’m – I’m fine. Just.. wasn’t paying attention.” She leaned down to start picking up her boxes and bags as I bent down to help her. “You seem a little red.” She stated. “Am I?” She nodded and paused to look at me. “It’s probably nothin’. Just cold.” I chuckled as she laughed along with me. “Thank you for helpin’ me and no, nothing’s broken. I’m okay, really.”

“If you say so.” She picked up her bags from the floor and stood right in front of me. “Can I return the favor? Help you carry those bags or..?” I offered and she shook her head. “Thanks, but I have a lot of places to head to and I don’t want to drag you around all day.”

“Ahh..” I nodded my head. “But if you could please direct me to where the flower shop is, I’d be extremely grateful.”

“Yeah, of course. So all you gotta do, is head straight up this way and keep goin’ for about three blocks and turn left on Miller Street. It should be the fourth or fifth shop on the right, you can’t miss it.”

I looked over to the right side of her head and saw someone practically running with so many boxes in their hands, heading straight for the two of us. “Hey! You should – ”

I couldn’t move her out of the way quick enough. They bumped straight into her and left without saying a word, making her drop all of her boxes and bags and herself along the way. I turned to look at what kind of knuckle-brained-idiot just did a driveby. “What the hell?! Watch where you’re goin’! Fuck, man..” I looked back at her and saw her sitting on the floor.

Well, this sure looks familiar.

“Here, let me help you up this time.” I chuckled and extended my hand and helped her to her feet. “Are you alright? That was quite a fall.” She chuckled and nodded her head. “I guess I just wasn’t paying attention.”

I smiled and bent down once again to help her with her gifts. “Thank you.”

“Ahh, it’s nothin’. You would’ve done the same for me.” She smiled. I put the items that slipped out back into her bags. “I think that’s everything.. Well, uh.. here ya go.” I handed her the bags in my hand and she took them. “Thank you, once again.” I fixed my scarf and put my hands inside the pockets of my jacket. “It’s no problem, and thank you for helping me.”

“I um.. I better get going.” I cleared my throat and nodded. “Oh yeah.. don’t want you running late. Alright uh th – thanks again.” We smiled at each other as she turned and walked away. She was absolutely gorgeous. A woman like her will never be able to leave my mind now. I hope I get to see her again someday, but this is a huge city with lots of people so… maybe not. The chances of seeing her again is slim.

I was about to walk away when I noticed a box off to the side where we just where. “Oh no… it looks like we missed this one.” It was nicely wrapped like the rest of her boxes and bags. It’s probably for someone special.

I need to get this to her.

I looked around and tried to spot that red coat of hers, but it was like she had vanished into thin air. I looked back and forth and couldn’t find where she was. How fast was she walking? She couldn’t have gotten that far so quickly, right?

I remembered telling her somethin’ about a flower shop nearby, so that’s where she’s got to be. I have to run back into her eventually. I quickly made my way past the people walking opposite of me as they gave me weird looks when I pushed my way through. I just got to find her. I can’t even call out to her – I didn’t even catch her name. She’s just my mystery girl.

After a few minutes, I found the flower shop I directed her to a few moments before. I hope she’s still in there.

The little bell rang when I opened the door, indicating that someone had just come in or just left. I took a quick glance around and didn’t see the girl I was looking for. Disappointment settled into my once before hopeful one before walking up to the lady at the front desk as she greeted me with a smile.

“Hello, how can I help you?” She asked. “Hi uh did someone with a bunch of boxes and bags come in here?”

“Sir, everyone is carrying boxes and bags. You might wanna be a little more specific.”

“She was wearing a red coat?..” It came out more like a question than a statement. “She dropped something and I’m just trying to return it back to her.” She thought for a moment and I felt my hope start to dwindle down before she slowly nodded her head. “There was a woman in here a few minutes ago.”

I sighed and looked down at the box in my hand. “Can you please direct me to where she went?”

“Why should I do that? How do I know you didn’t just take it?”

“Well if I wanted it, I wouldn’t try to return it, now would I?”

She raised an eyebrow, not quite sure if she should tell me where my mystery girl went. “Just, please? Look at the wrapping on the box and think back to what she had in her hands. She accidentally dropped this when someone bumped into her and I just want to give it back.”

She stayed silent for a few moments before sighing, pointing straight at the door. “Alright, alright… she came in here to pick up an order. She looked like she was in a hurry and turned right after leaving the store.”

“Okay, thank you.” She waved me off and went to help out the next person behind me. I walked out the door and followed exactly where she had pointed me to. The cold gust of wind almost pushing me backwards. I kept up my pace and kept a lookout to where she could have gone.

I looked around until… is that..? I think it is! Oh, don’t lose sight of her now, Buck. I smiled as I finally found her among this big group of people. “Excuse me. Excuse me, just trying to get through.” I tried pushing my way in and evidently, people were pushing me back.

“Wait your turn like everybody else, buddy!”

“I’m not trying to cut the line! I’m just trying to – ”

“Get to the back! I was here first!”

“I don’t even know what this store is! Just let me through! I’m trying to get to someone!”

“Everythin’ alright?” I heard someone’s voice right beside me. I turned to look at who it was and low and behind, it just had to be him. “Yooo! Bucknasty, what are you doin’ here?” Sam smiled as he held a couple of bags in his hand. “You trynna get an espresso or somethin’?”

The smell of coffee made me instantly realize what shop I pushed my way into. I shook my head and sighed. “No, I’m just trying to find someone.”

“Ain’t we all?” I heard a guy laugh out as he listened in on our conversation. “Can you not?” I replied, furrowing my eyebrows as he shrugged his shoulders and looked at the crowd in front of us. “Who you lookin’ for?”

I reached up and scratched the back of my neck. “I uh.. I didn’t catch her name, but she’s wearing a red coat.” Sam leaned his head back and rolled his eyes, a little smile forming on his lips. “Are you actually serious right now? You were cutting in line to see a girl you have no clue who she is to what? Get her number?”

“No! I was..” I held up the box and showed him. “She accidentally dropped this and I just want to give it back.”

“Mhmm.”

“It’s the truth! Why doesn’t anybody believe me?”

“I don’t know man! I’d be a little apprehensive if someone told me that they were looking for a girl, who they don’t even know her name, and expect me to just wanna help the guy! C’mon, it sounds – ”

“Yeah, I know.. I know, okay? Just, you gotta help me. She had a lot of boxes and bags, I’m sure she’d be upset if she lost something.”

He sighed and leaned on his side. “Okay look, just because you looked like you wanted to cry when you saw the crowd – ”

“I didn’t look like I wanted to cry.” I mumbled angrily.

“Yeah, you did!” The guy from before spoke out as I turned to look at him. “Will you cut that out?”

“You gotta forgive him, he gets nervous when talking about pretty girls.”

“Sam!”

“I’m just jokin’, man!” He laughed. “She’s around here somewhere, so just calm down.” I tried to look for her in this crowd but to my avail, she was nowhere to be seen. Just my luck. I finally meet a pretty girl only for her to just disappear and slip through my fingers. “Hey, Buck?”

“Yeah?”

“What color did you say her coat was?”

“Red.. why?”

I look at him and see him pointing out the window across the street. “Is that her?” My eyes immediately spotted her coat and multiple bags in her hands. The wind blew her hair out of her face and sure enough, it was my mystery girl. “Looks like she wanted some baked goods. She probably didn’t wanna wait in line and just left this place.” She began walking away from the bakery and a rush of adrenaline ran through my body. “Shit, I can see her leaving. I gotta go.”

“Aye! Let me know how it goes!” I heard him yell out to me as I pushed my way past people, once again, to leave through the doors.

“Excuse me – ”

“Hey!”

“Sorry!”

After the constant shoving, I finally made it outside. I quickly glanced up at where I last saw her and there she was, waiting her turn to walk across the street. “H.. H – Hey!” I called out and practically ran to where she stood. “Hey! Wait up!” She turned her head towards to see who was yelling out for someone and finally noticed me. I jogged up to her and breathed a sigh of relief.

“Hey, it’s me from – woah!” I slipped and landed right in front of her. “Oh my – are you alright?” I nodded and pushed myself up so she couldn’t put her things down to help me once again. “Yeah, yeah I’m okay.” I chuckled and rubbed the side of my body. She smiled at me as she recognized who I was.

“We have got to stop meeting like this.” She laughed. “Yeah well uh..” I looked down at the gift box in my hand and extended my arm towards her. “You dropped this earlier and I.. I just wanted to..”

She placed a couple of her bags down and reached over to grab onto the box in my hands. “... You came all this way looking for me just to return this?”

“Well, yeah I just had to see you again… to – to bring this back to you, obviously.”

Smooth, Buck. Very smooth.

She looked down at the box and thought for a moment before looking up at me. “Is that… proposition of helping me still on the table?” She asked and I smiled. “Of course it is.” I held out my hand.

“Uh.. I’m Bucky.” She took my hand in hers and we shook hands.

“I’m Y/N.”

Y/N… that’s a beautiful name.

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misty-howler · 1 year

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A little push from my side...

Hello everybody 🌸 I am here again with another pac. This time it is me motivating you with a poem. I choose this poem intuitively for your pile. This is again an old pac which was retrieved by @pyramerex so, full credits to them.

This time I have taken 5 piles. So, please look at your pile no. Carefully in the picture.

DISCLAIMER : all my Readings are for entertainment purposes only and as it is a general reading it may or may not resonate with you.

Also, I was so confused as to what to keep the name of this pac. I hope the name is good enough.

None of the pics or poem used belong to me. The credit goes to rightful owner.

Choose your pile intuitively :)

Pile 1

Life is unpredictable

It changes with the seasons

Even your coldest winter

Happens for the best of reasons

And though it feels eternal

Like all you will ever do is freeze

I promise spring is coming

And with it brand new leaves.

Pile 2

The day I lost my very first tooth

Was halfway through grade four

I'd run my tounge along the gap

Where my tooth had been before

I remember I went home crying

And showed it to my mum

She told me that a brand new tooth

Would grow up in my gum

In a while the gap will stop feeling strange

I wouldn't notice the tooth was gone

The only reason I missed it now

Was because it was their for so long

Then slowly but surely over the weeks

In the gap a new tooth grew

And now it makes me wonder

If people are like tooth too.

Pile 3

Go ahead and tell me

That you know all I can be

You have studied every droplet

Of my ever changing sea

But weren't you ever taught

That seas are only where it ends ?

The things that tell the story

Are the river's twists and bends

The ocean isn't everything

It's part of it, of course,

But you cannot judge its currents

If you don't know their source.

Pile 4

The irony of life

Is our greatest fear is to forget

Yet it's the only certain fate

That anything has ever met

We know one day our Earth

Will find itself victim of time

That nothing will be left

To tell of our story or mine

And still through life we rush

Scrabbling for something to Remember

Perish the thought that ash be ash

And not the memory of an ember.

Pile 5

There are stars

You haven't seen

And loves you haven't loved

There's light you haven't felt

And sunrises yet to dawn

There are dreams you

Haven't dreamt

And days you haven't lived

And nights you won't forget

And flowers yet to grow

And there is more of you

That you have yet to

Know.

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technically-uh · 1 year

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A Date: jungkook x reader

Summary: reader! and jungkook go on a date to an aquarium!

Genre: fluff

Trigger Warnings: nothing, really. maybe, um, celebrity secrecy? fear to reveal identity in public? some kissing.

Word Count: 0.55k (approx)

also i suck at titles- like WoW- i should work on it

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"Hey," you greet him in surprise. You did not expect him to show up. But of course, you start grinning like a mad person. Your boyfriend is here. You've seen him a million times, but you always smile when you see him. Always.

Jungkook is standing in front of you, wearing a black mask, a black hoodie and grey sweatpants, with hilarious star-shaped blue shades on his nose. His grey beanie does not hide his messy, black hair very well. He waves at you, and you know he's smiling just like you are behind his mask.

He'd told you he mostly couldn't come to the date today because he had an important meeting. You decided to expect the worst because.. you get it. But he actually turns up. On time.

You're in an aquarium. There's sea animals floating around you within the glass walls, in the blue water. The biology enthusiast in you is screaming with joy. You've been here several times before, but bringing Jungkook here just makes it ten times better.

Jungkook lowers his mask and leans in with that smile on his face you knew he'd have, and he kisses you. He looks ridiculous with those glasses, but his face just makes your heart melt. He quickly wears the mask back, reddening slightly.

You hold his hand as you guide him through the aquarium, showing him around the place. You talk and talk, describing every living being you see in the waters and how they live. Jungkook nods along, amused, as you both wander through the place. You've only recently started dating, and he's never seen you so.. enthusiastic; in your element. Sometimes he doesn't understand what you're saying and sometimes you go into a tangent on a completely different topic, like the ocean currents and how they influence the water temperature, but Jungkook manages to understand whatever you're saying and enjoys it.

After a long last you guys finish your tour and go to the lake a mile away from the aquarium. It's beautiful. There's a canopy growing overhead, on the bank. It's full of flowers, well trimmed fields and a floor of fresh green grass. It's mostly deserted; Jungkook finally takes off his mask and smiles at you. There's a little cafe near the place, and you eat there, talking. There's no one there, except for the friendly owner (who makes a delicious pizza). "Did you buy this place?" you ask him, raising an eyebrow. Jungkook laughs as he stuffs a ridiculously huge bite of his pizza in his mouth.

You sit in the cafe and talk for ages, watching the pretty blue sky outside, until he looks at his watch by accident and yelps as he shoots out of his chair. He apologizes profusely as you wrap it up, pay your bills and go on your own ways. You kiss one last time, and you know you miss him already. You think he feels the same way too, judging by the sad look on his face.

You then sit in the train on your way back home. It's relatively empty. You pop in your airpods and play a song of Jungkook's. You close your eyes as you listen to it, the sun setting outside the window, and you know that you'll see him again. Soon.

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hwajin · 2 years

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#! — [ bruises ] Hwang Hyunjin

— gn!reader // suggestive // not my pics, credits to owner

The taste of Hyunjins skin lingered on the tip of your tongue, the sound of his heavy breathing sounding like music in your ears. You smirked to yourself, enjoying the way you were nothing but toying with the boy who was laying limbs spread on your bed, clothes adorning his body still, his hair a disheveled mess around his face - a sight so painfully beautiful it made you feel helpless in every type of way.

And he felt it. Hyunjin felt not only your smirk against the part of his neck you were kissing down, nibbling on it and licking softly, he felt your desperation too, saw the way your lower lip disappeared into between your teeth when you peeked at him, when your eyes wandered down his figure unintentionally. And he loved every second of it, the effect he had on you making his brain run over with thoughts and go empty all at once.

"I wanna give you hickeys all over your body."

Hyunjin nearly laughed out loud at the sound of your breathy words, nevertheless, given that the sensitivity of his neck didn't get a break from your lips, caused the laugh to turn into a somewhat whiny chuckle, not less because what you said, and the idea of it, got Hyunjins blood rushing.

"Wh- what do you mean?"

Hyunjins raspy tone was adorably laced with a hint of anticipation, excitement even. He most likely knew what you meant, knew exactly what you wanted to do to him, your message very straight forward for him to act stupid. Yet he did, wanted to hear you explain it to him, wanted you to say it word for word.

You only hummed at him in response, though, the sound that stumbled over his lips moments ago only making you hungrier, your tongue greedier against your boyfriend now, making its journey up his jaw, back to the bit behind his ear, hot breath hitting such sensitive places Hyunjin simply couldn't hold back another small whimper.

"Hmm, I mean that I wanna give you a hickey right...", your lips came in touch with his sharpened jaw again, giving it a kitten lick, Hyunjins breath hitching in his throat, "...here.", you sucked just slightly at the thin skin, knowing it didn't need much for the spot to turn a pretty red sooner than later, an excited giggle almost leaving your throat at the sheer thought of it.

Your face then proceeded to make its way down to his neck again, where it started initially, starting to suck there too, a bit tad harsher than when you stayed at his jaw.

"And right here..."

You didn't stop nibbling even at his throat, an occassional gaze at the boy showing you his closed eyes, shut together so tightly he must be seeing stars by now, and his lips were caught in between his teeth. God, you've always loved how easy it was to please the man, how at every little contact of yours he found himself floating on cloud nine already.

A chuckle leaving you, and your lips kissed down his chest, repeating the two small words - "and here" - over and over, all while you reached lower body parts, Hyunjins shoulders and arms, soon his torso and sides, the delicate, slightly boney part of his hips, his v lines and thighs. You didn't give him the chance to catch a break, to catch his breath, slowly torturing him into a state of want and desire while the first bruises started adorning his figure already, his neck and jaw, the inner part of his thighs, the lines of his abs, as though flowers bloomed off his body, and he laid helplessly in your touch, wanting more yet having enough already.

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ripassopiutardi · 11 days

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red is the great clarifier - bright and revealing. i can't imagine becoming bored with red - it would be like becoming bored with the person you love. ⸺ Diana Vreeland.

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j0hnj4ej3n · 2 years

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𓆩♡𓆪 being in an arranged marriage with nct dream 𓆩♡𓆪

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Word count: 2.2k

Warnings: it’s about arranged marriages, i personally think that can be triggering on its own so don’t read if you’re uncomfortable! personally, i am not for the idea of arranged marriages because there’s so many layers to it that i don’t agree with. BUT this is a work of fiction, the dreamies and y/n are all royals in this and nothing bad happens to anyone, except under jisung’s where y/n is slightly disrespected

Notes: this was requested by an anon! “I’d like to make an NCT Dream reactions request to being in an arranged marriage, and slowly warming up to their partner” if you like my writing, you can buy me a cup of coffee here and feel free to send more requests in too. stay tuned for more~

𔘓 Mark

Mark always knew that this would be his fate, so he has long accepted it. The first time you two met each other was on your wedding day and he looked like such a kind and harmless guy it helped you calm down a bit. He would try to be your friend first, just getting to know you bit by bit during mealtimes and before bedtime. For the first week, he didn’t even sleep on the same bed as you because he could sense that you were uncomfortable but overtime, you assured him that it was okay. You slowly found yourself enjoying Mark’s presence as he did with yours. Sometimes you would sit with him in his office as he worked on the merger of your kingdoms. It was clear to everyone in the castle that the two of you were slowly falling for each other. Mark always wanted to be around you as much as he could and would even send flowers or gifts if he ever had to be away, even if it was only for a few days. He would take your advice into consideration when making decisions for the people and in regards to the merger, which made you feel heard and more than just an exchange for peace between the kingdoms. Both you and Mark could play the piano and spent many hours sitting in front of the piano together, playing random tunes. Sometimes, Mark would even turn them into songs and you would get to decide on the titles. One night, when it was just you and him in your shared bedroom, Mark presented you with a ring. “The ring we exchanged during the wedding was merely the unification of our kingdoms. This one, I made specially for you. And I know that, *chuckles*, we’re already married but… y/n, will you marry me? On your own accord this time?”

𔘓 Renjun

Renjun first saw you at an evening ball several years ago and even back then, his heart fluttered at the sight of you. He thinks you’re simply beautiful but he’s too shy to ever tell you. The both of you met once or twice before your wedding day to just get to know each other a little better and to in a lack of better phrasing, ‘accept your fates’ together. Renjun has always been nice to you and was always extremely respectful. Anyone would be damned if they even try to be rude to you. The two of you warmed up to each other rather quickly, especially after Renjun came back from a meeting and found you painting. “You paint too?” Now, evenings before dinner are reserved for the two of you to paint together in the palace garden. On rainy days, the two of you would paint in your room, trying to paint portraits of each other. You don’t know when it happened, but you could feel yourself slowly seeing Renjun in a romantic light. Maybe it’s the way he greets you good morning, with that sweet smile of his when you arrive for breakfast. Or maybe it’s the way the two of you could paint in silence together and not feel awkward. Perhaps, it’s the few nights when you can’t sleep and Renjun tries his best to make you comfortable, soothing you to sleep by singing softly and lightly running his fingers through your hair. If anything, you’re so grateful to have been paired with Renjun. Who is not just a wonderful prince but also a loving husband.

𔘓 Jeno

You were always an independent girl. You learned everything your father taught about how to rule a kingdom and you trained with your mother in sword fighting ever since you were old enough to hold the weapon. You never saw a need for you to marry into another kingdom, but maybe this is the fate of many princesses who were not next in line to the throne. On the second night of your marriage with Jeno, you learned that he was the best swordsman in his kingdom and only two weeks after your unification, he would be going away to war with the help of your kingdom’s best knights. On the third morning of your marriage, Jeno got up early for training and after begging him repeatedly to let you join him during training, he said yes. None of the knights dared spar with you so Jeno would and you liked how he was never easy on you. You found a new sense of excitement when training with Jeno, he did too. Jeno never thought the princess he would marry would share his love for swordfighting. But the more time the two of you spent training together with the other knights, the more overwhelming your worries became. It felt like the two weeks went by too fast and Jeno and the best knights from both kingdoms were set to leave for war tomorrow. “Let me go with you, I want to help.” you tell him the morning before his departure. “There’s no way.” “Why not? You know I can fight.” “You have to stay here and protect our people while I’m gone… and if I happen to never come back, at least they still have a future queen.” You couldn’t help but hold the young man you now call your husband in your arms, “You’re going to fight and then you’re going to come home to me. You understand?” Jeno offers you a sweet smile and nods, relishing in your embrace before he sets out for war. The war was a short but important one, at least that was the plan. They were supposed to be back in a month, but it’s been more than two weeks since a month passed and there was no news from the army. Your bed never felt more empty and every night, you lose sleep just praying to any god who would bring your Jeno home to you. (should i make an au out of this? It’s getting too long)

𔘓 Haechan

Haechan really didn’t like the idea of being in an arranged marriage. What’s a marriage if there’s no love in it? He still promised himself he would do his best with you – he would treat you like the princess that you are. He was the one to strike up conversations first and initiate activities to do together since it was still years before the two of you would be crowned king and queen. Now’s the perfect time to get to know each other. “Is there anything you like to do?” Haechan asked you meekly, since he could tell you were still rather reserved around him. “I was learning ballroom dancing before the wedding, I’m still not very good though.” Haechan’s eyes lit up at that and the next day, he requested for arrangements to be made so the two of you could start classes together. He might have walked into this marriage doubtful of how it will all turn out but he slowly realised that he would never trade you for any riches in the world. You slowly opened up to him and the two of you loved dancing together. To hold each other close and sway along to the soft, slow melodies. Haechan loves your ballroom dancing lessons, but he loves it more when the two of you would sneak into the ballroom in the middle of the night. Both in your comfortable pyjamas, running on tiptoes and hand-in-hand towards the dimly lit ballroom. The two of you would dance to the quiet humming from Haechan since it was already so late at night. The ballroom would be filled with the soft padding of both your featherlight steps and the hushed giggles. The two of you would dance till your hearts’ content before retiring to your shared bedroom and fall asleep in each other’s arms.

𔘓 Jaemin

Jaemin was lucky enough that his parents allowed him to choose who he would be married to. Sure, it was still an arranged marriage but he got to select someone who he thought he could grow to love. During the wedding, Jaemin was so excited to just get to know you and live his life with you. You, on the other hand, were nervous but you always knew Jaemin as a gentle and righteous prince from a neighbouring kingdom so you tried to be optimistic about your future. From the moment the wedding ended, Jaemin treated you like the most important person in his life because now you truly were. He would make sure that you had everything you needed and wanted. He would make sure you were taken care of and that it wouldn’t be too hard of an adjustment from your lifestyle back at your kingdom. He made it so easy for you to fall for him, for his kind and loving nature. Jaemin had to travel a lot with the king (his father) to build alliances and such and whenever he did, he would bring home a gift especially for you. “Do you like it? I was walking around and when I saw it, I thought of you.” Sometimes it’s something small and meaningful, other times, it’s grand and extravagant. No matter the gift, you were just grateful for the fact that Jaemin was always thinking about you. You tell him he doesn’t need to get you gifts so often but he never listens. Jaemin just always wanted to shower you with love and everything that he has.

𔘓 Chenle

He doesn’t understand why he had to marry someone. He was the only son, the next heir to the throne. And he knew he could definitely rule on his own, why was there a need for a queen? So after the wedding, Chenle doesn’t really treat you like you were his wife. He treated you more like you were just the person he was sharing a room with – a roommate, but for life. You started feeling really lonely, you didn’t expect Chenle to treat you like a wife immediately. But at least as a friend? It wasn’t like you wanted this too but you at least walked in deciding to give it a shot. Chenle left for sword fighting practice and you were left alone again in your big bedroom after breakfast. It’s been two weeks and you miss your family, your old life. Every time you try to strike a conversation with Chenle it fails and he never goes deeper than a few words. You couldn’t help but cry silently every time you were alone. One day Chenle came back from practice and found you crying, your back turned from the door of your shared bedroom. “Are you okay?” He asked timidly, wondering what had gotten you so upset. And you were too overwhelmed to even speak so you just continued crying. Chenle was baffled but he sat silently next to you and waited until you were ready to talk to him. Once you calmed down, you mustered up all the courage you had to tell him how you felt. Chenle felt really bad and he never realised how badly it affected you. He explains that he had no idea what he was supposed to do, like what does it even take to be a husband? But he did apologise and he forgoed sword fighting the next day to just spend some time with you. The two of you had no idea what marriage entails but from then on, the two of you promised to figure this all out together. And it is safe to say that months later, the two of you grew inseparable. Everywhere Chenle was, you were right there with him.

𔘓 Jisung

Jisung is so clueless and the first night is really awkward. The two of you were like “which side do you want to sleep on?” and literally spent five minutes in heavy silence, until Jisung mumbles out a quick ‘goodnight’ and turns the nightlight off. Things get better over the weeks and the two of you would consider yourselves friends. Jisung would spend time with you everyday, before and after going into meetings about alliances or mere kingdom matters. You would read to him as he laid his head on your lap in the corner of the library in the day or when right before going to bed at night. He would always start discussions about fantastical creatures like fairies, trolls, vampires. He would ask questions like “Do you believe in aliens?” or “What do you think would actually happen if a vampire bites you?” and the two of you could end up talking all night. It was clear that the two of you grew to like each other more and more, but was it just as close friends or something more? When he caught a guard being disrespectful to you when you asked about Jisung’s whereabouts (since he never usually got back from a meeting this late), Jisung only saw red. You looked so taken aback when the guard raised his voice at you, your eyes were wide in wary and your hands instinctively curled into tiny fists against your chest. He never felt anger like that, how dare he? The audacity to talk to a princess, like this? He was able to maintain his cool however, when he went up to the two of you and demanded the guard to apologise for being disrespectful. It was then that Jisung realised two things: one, he would protect you with his life and two, maybe he does see you as someone a lot more than just a close friend.

#nct dream #nct dream scenarios #nct dream reactions #nct dream royal #j0hnj4ej3n

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byunbqbes · 2 years

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(人◕‿◕) 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕙𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕚𝕗𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟 (•◡•) - matchup for @444marisa

matched with miya atsumu

when you say "tall guys with broad shoulders", i say "miya atsumu"

ok but besides being tall (and broad)

THIS MAN IS A SWEETIE (⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝)

he's the "love at first sight" kind of guy - just spots you in the corner of a cafe and knows that "she's the one"

for someone so cocky and confident, he SURE IS embarrassing at pulling girls

"did it hurt when you -"

"fell from heaven? goodbye atsumu." 💀💀

pls. remember to keep humbling this man. even in a relationship.

when you two get tgt,, he def loves showing you off. from matching profile pics to chaotic low quality couple mirror selfies, this boy loves to show the world that you're his

atsumu is definitely one of the more physical ones. will lazily sling an arm around you or slide his arms around your waist. gives you a peck or unironically slaps your butt in front of the entire inarizaki squad :o

dude loves loves LOVES pet names. call him tsumu or babe and he will literally remind you that he is your "babe" for the next decade or so

THE TYPE TO TRY TO MAKE YOU FLUSTERED!! wipes ice-cream off the corner of your lips and cracks inappropriate jokes. he doesn't care if it's just you two or if others are around,,,, just loves to see the way you flush when he teases you

BUT!! boy definitely is not prepared when you one-up him. use his jokes against him and atsumu will be a stuttering mess

pls you guys turn this into a competiton and see who can one-up the other more -

back to pg13 things

tsumu is also the kind of guy to bring flowers and your favourite snacks back from practice and smother you with big hugs and say he missed you during practice

if ur feeling sad, he will def drop everything to come and give you a hug and ask if ur okay

ALSO the type to get sulky easily when you humble him or when things don't go according to his plans. asks for kisses while he pouts. AN ACTUAL OVERGROWN BABY

this boy falls in love with his whole heart. when he's convinced that he loves you, he loves you with everything he's got

IN CONCLUSION this boy is so perfect and he loves you a lot pls love him with your whole heart too

a/n: get a room. now.

// photo credit belong to owners! hope you enjoyed this <3

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dreamylittlesugarcube · 2 months

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Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo

Genre: EXO AU

Characters: Kyungsoo x Female Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1,000

Summary: A sweet short story about Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo using adjectives that seem to fit him and that correspond to the letters in his name.

A/N: This kind of just happened, as I am very in my Valentine’s Day feels at the moment, so I hope you enjoy it.

**Disclaimers: This is just me using my imagination based on what I’ve seen of DKS via media, so not real just for funsies. Credit for GIFS and pics should go to the original owners ( thanks Amino Apps and Martha Stewart!)

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From the start you were attracted to Kyungsoo’s KIND personality. He was always helping the staff complete tasks, worrying out whether they’d eaten. You respected that he cared so much about others. And of course, this extended to you. As an “acts of service” man, Kyungsoo spoiled you with small things that brightened your day–flowers after a routine trip to the grocery store, filling your car up with gas, and home-made lunch made with love. You felt giddy knowing Valentine’s Day was coming up soon and wondered what your sweet Soo would prepare.

You sighed in sheer bliss as you bit into your second YUMMY éclair of the evening. Kyungsoo smiled at your adorable reaction and as always, appreciated your enthusiasm for his creations. Kyungsoo didn’t claim to be a baker, in fact, he preferred the savory side of cooking. But you loved baking and he loved spending time in the kitchen with you. These days your apartment was practically a boulangerie, with both of you having to fend off hungry members left and right. Valentine’s Day was just around the corner and Kyungsoo was more than ready to whip up a slew of delicious treats.

(A/N: Kyungsoo creates yummy things and is, himself, also very yummy 😉)

Growing up as a theater kid, you loved nothing better than a good musical. Why act out lines when you could sing them? With any live concert, musical, movie, or show, the most important thing was the voice. Honeyed vocal runs and the soulful sounds beat out dancing and stage presence anyday in your book. Not long after you’d started dating, Kyungsoo obliged a request to sing at a Christmas party. It was there that you were introduced to his UNIQUE singing voice, so different from any other that you’d heard before. Was he really a Disney prince in disguise? Sources said possibly. He could sing for you any time, any day, anywhere.

Gentle rays of sun bathed the rooftop deck in a warm glow. Kyungsoo hummed softly as he collected his treasures–cilantro, tomatoes, parsley, peppers, green beans–all home-grown from his little, urban garden. Working with his hands in the dirt brought Kyungsoo a measure of peace from his hectic work schedule. Kyungsoo was a NATURAL at nature–green-thumbed and incredibly enthusiastic. You…were not, but he somehow found that endearing. He pictured you sitting in the lounge chair nearby “supervising” as you munched on snap peas. It felt natural to have you here in his little veggie kingdom. Taking the fruits of his labor, he whistled happily down the stairs, off to prepare something special for his someone special.

“So tell me again, why is Kyungsoo picking you up from my place?” your friend, Suzy, wondered aloud. “I mean–you guys live together, so…” she trailed off after giving you that look. You shrugged, unsure of how to explain to this self-proclaimed non-romantic. “He just thought it would be more exciting…”. And it was. Truthfully, it felt like your first date all over again–good gosh, you were even getting nervous. A knock sounded at the door, spurring you to smooth your dress and check your hair one last time. The door opened to reveal a GALLANT suitor looking resplendent (read: ) in a dapper, black three-piece suit. Kyungsoo extended his hand, gently taking your hand and placing it on his arm. He led you to a sleek, black town car, and soon you were speeding down the highway.

It had been difficult, but Kyungsoo had managed to keep his Valentine’s Day plans a complete surprise. He was a SECRETIVE man by nature, his job demanded it, and it was easy to hide details about his personal life from those who weren’t important. You were important and it almost physically hurt to keep something from you. Though he’d almost slipped once or twice he was confident you had no idea what was about to happen. Sliding a blindfold out of his pocket he motioned for you to turn so that he could secure it into place.

Even though your world was dark, you weren’t afraid at all. Kyungsoo kept a warm hand on your back as he guided you up a set of stairs. A door squeaked and you were hit with a rush of cool, night air. The soft, lilting tones of Ed Sheeran drifted through the night and you could swear you smelled Italian. Kyungsoo whispered in your ear, making you blush. He told you he loved you and was so very happy to spend another year with you. In the beginning, Kyungsoo hadn’t been so OPEN with his feelings. These days words of love spilled from his lips like wine, though you continued to treasure each one.

With a flourish, he removed the blindfold, revealing the most perfect setting you could imagine. Twinkling fairy lights lit up the familiar rooftop garden, a table set with gleaming silverware and fresh, white linens sat front and center. Pressing a kiss to your hand, Kyungsoo led you towards the table.

Kyungsoo couldn’t take his eyes off you. He observed as you savored the freshly baked bread rolls and twirled chicken fettuccine (your favorite) around your dainty fork, and inhaled a piece of divine dark chocolate cake. He knew you were wowed–the venue, the decorations, the food–you’d more than told him so. Yet, he was still unsettled, as he palmed the box hidden in his pocket. He was taking a big step–the step, in fact. He was OPTIMISTIC about his future with you, more than ready to truly have you as his own. After years of waiting, he’d finally have the love and warmth he so desperately craved. With shaking hands, he bent down on one knee…

❤

You said yes. Of course you said yes. How could you ever say no to the love of your life? The newly added weight to your left hand was a constant reminder of the most perfect Valentine’s Day. You weren’t sure how you were going to top this year’s Valentine’s Day celebration, but you figured you were up for the challenge. After all, there would be many more to come.

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Thank you for spending Valentine’s Day with Kyungsoo. I really enjoyed writing this one. Just fun imaginings and whatnot! Please re-blog if you enjoyed this too so that others can find it more easily. Happy Valentine’s Day, y’all!

XOXO,

Emmy

#exo fanfic #exo fic #kyungsoo fic #exo kyungsoo #kyungsoo x reader #kyungsoo x oc #kyungsoo x you #kyungsoo fanfic #exo fanfiction #exo #exo fiction

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doll-r-t · 2 years

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The Lost Pearl Part 14

Syverson x reader

TW: non, Sy trying

Masterlist (can find all parts there)

(Pictures, You and Rosamund, the blue flowers Sy got you, Your dress, You and Ethos dancing, The books, all pics found on Pinteres, credit to owners)

Syverson realized as soon as he was back in Warhorse that Ocre was right and he had to have a better plan than just flowers. He went straight to his office walking up and down. He felt like he was walking a hole into the ground when his eyes caught something on one of his shelves. Of Course! How had he not seen it before, it was quite literally in front of him. He walked over to the shelve brushing his fingertips against the fragile binding of the book. He immediately turned around and walked out towards the storage. He was a man on a mission, blood was pumping his heart was racing in the most pleasant adrenaline-inducing way. His face was set, determined to achieve what he not only wanted but needed.

He walked down the cold stone steps towards the cellar of Warhorse. He pushed open one door. His great uncle had stored the possession of his wife. She loved beautiful dresses and to the surprise of the people of the oral tradition, she was an avid reader.

He searched trunk after trunk pulling out old smelly clothing, hoping that some books were still well enough to use. To his annoyance, the books were in the last trunk he could find. He was starting to sweat despite the cold underground. He pushed the trunk open looking inside, there were three stacks of books in there. He pulled them out and looked through them sadly most of them were destroyed due to the cold and wetness in the room. He brushed some dust off the ones that were still good. It was about five. Not much but it had to be enough. He had no idea what to do if it was not.

He walked to his office as fast as he could. He needed more light to inspect them more. He instructed Gisla to put the flowers in water. He was just about to pass the Parlor when he stopped turning back to look at the door. He knew you and Cella were outside so he opened the door and took a look inside. This Parlor was usually given to the women of the household. In this case, it was still Cellas but once she was gone it would go to Rosamund but mostly it would be empty as Rosamund was not necessarily fond of the room. He turned about the room. A plan was forming in his head. It was spacious with a couch, table and chairs, fireplace, and space to host people. The walls were primarily bare but one with a tapestry hanging from it. He smiled to himself, yes this would work, he thought. A lightness settled in his chest that he had not felt since the fight between you. He spotted a trunk in the corner of the room, he went over and looked inside. He had to chuckle, the trunk was filled up to the hill with books. He shook his head at that.

He moved on to his studies, it was getting dark and he did not have a lot of time to put his plan in motion. He looked at the books closely. Wondering if some of the rough edges could be preserved. He had no idea how to do it. Maybe some of the craftsmen could, although they had never restored a book they do work with leather and should be able to fix it. But there was no time for it now. The longer he waited the more he felt the cold shadow of indifference between you. So he left the book behind in his studies and walked outside. He went down into the town, walking along, past the many wood houses on the gravel path. He was searching the shops looking for the crafting woman. He spotted her sitting on a chair outside, a knife in hand and her long greying hair in a braid. She was fiddling with a piece of wood. “I apologize for my interruption crafting woman, Chae-Won.” The woman looked up, her eyes were dark, almost as dark as the ends of her still black hair. She had high cheekbones and almond-shaped eyes. “Captain.” She nodded in greeting. She got up pulling up another chair. “Some tea?”

Before he could answer she was off. Back rounded from long years being bent over wood, crafting, and building. While she got some tea he sat down looking at the piece of wood she had been working on. For him, the lines did not make a lot of sense but her carving seemed steadfast and confident. She came back out of her hut. He stood taking the cups from her and offered her his arm, helping her sit. She smiled, holding onto his arm. “What bring you here my Captain.” Straight to the point. She took a sip from the steaming water and he followed suit before answering. “I have some books up at the castle they are damaged. I was wondering if you know how to craft new leather bindings for them.” She thought about it for a moment. “I spent some time at the borderlands, there we had occasion to craft new leather armor for soldiers passing through. I will try. I cannot imagine it would be much more complicated than that.” Syverson sight in relief. “I also wondered if you could come up to Warhorse tomorrow and look at the Parlor. I would like to put up some shelves for books.” She hid her smile behind the teacup. “I will be there tomorrow after breakfast.” Syverson nodded drinking from his tea. “Is there any specific wood your lady has in mind?” Syverson started to cough, the tea running down the wrong pipe. “I am sorry?” “The Lady you are building the shelves for, her people like lighter wood than ours. I might have to search for a while to get some wood like that.” Syverson was adjusting himself in his seat. “Why do you think it is for her?” “Do not act bashful with me. I have no interest in your love life Captain. But I do care for my crafting.” Syverson looked at her, she had that twinkle in her eye that told him he had said more with his bashfulness than he had if he would have been straight with her. “I am not sure.” Syverson had not thought of the different kinds of woods and tastes. “It will do good to have more information by tomorrow. I will bring some suggestions with me.” He drank the rest of the tea. Thanked Chae-won and went up to the castle again. As usual, he had not thought things through. He would have to talk to you before he did anything. He wanted to do it now, rather than later.

He walked to his study. The flowers were on his desk, in a beautifully painted vase. He had not seen this vase before but he did not care as long as everything looked beautiful he had no care. He took a couple of books and took out one of the green ribbons he usually bound his cloak with. It had fallen off his cloak and now it came in handy. He wrapped it around the books tying it with a bow. He looked at it satisfied. Taking one deep breath he walked with the flowers and book in hand to your room. He knocked at your door, with his foot. Just when he knocked he realized she should have put on a nicer shirt and combed his beard. He was so wild and unkempt in contrast to your people. He realized with embarrassment that he had mud on his shoes. Oh, I hope I do not have any on my face, he thought.

Suddenly the door opened, there you were. Your hair tied back, a lovely light sea-green gown on. He had not been so close to you for a long time and he had to resist closing his eyes when the flowery smell of you wafted towards him. My, did you always smell this good? He could feel his heart speed up. He opened his mouth and closed it again. “My Captain.” You bowed slightly. He cleared him through. “Princess.” With this, he thrust the flowers into your hands. You were taken aback but stepped aside to let him in.

Syverson stood in front of you, in your room. You had no idea what he was doing here. Confused and a bit shocked. He looked slightly uncomfortable and had not said more than one word. You let him have his space, waiting for him to speak. He looked around your room and when he finally looked at you again his cheeks were on fire. You thought him blushing was an endearing feature of a leader. “I apologize for interrupting you before dinner.” He wrung his hands. “I-, these are for you.” He pointed to the flowers in your hands. “Thank you.” You smiled unsure where he was going with this. You looked down at the flowers in your hands, setting them on your table. It was the same blue flowers he had plucked once when you were in the garden after saving Rosamund. They looked like blue little stars. “Would you like me to call for some wine?” “No.” The silence became uncomfortable but finally, after he rubbed over his head Syverson began to speak. You had sat down and he followed suit. “I wanted to talk about what happened. Well, not necessarily talk. But apologize. I am sorry for all the things I have said.” He went silent waiting for something. You remembered his words clearly, the pain opening like a wound in your heart. You nodded avoiding his eyes. “I let my anger get the better of me. I want you to know, nay I need you to know that I was not angry at you.” Your eyes looked at him questioningly. “I was angry at myself.” He leaned back into the chair, looking into the fire. “I hated that I was not able to feed my people and that someone from the Southern people did.” He looked at you apologetically. You nodded in understanding. “It was not my intention to make you feel this way. I just wanted to help,” you said. “I know.” He leaned forward his hand closer to yours as if he wanted to grab it but stopped himself. “And I never thanked you for it. You have done so much for my people, my family, and me. You did not deserve my treatment of you. I hope that, in time, you can forgive me.” You smiled slightly at him, not your full smile but it was a start and it made breathing easier. “I do have to apologize too. I should have told you that I was writing a letter to my father. And although it was just a letter, it was my intention for him to send food. I am sorry.�� This time he did reach for your hand, giving it a small squeeze. His hand was warm and rough. You wanted to close your eyes and savor the warmth against your cold skin. “I would not do anything to intentionally hurt you, Cella or Rosamund,” you added. “I know that. I am sorry I hurt you.” He said softly, his eyes not leaving yours. He still held your hand. “Thank you for the flowers,” you whispered.

He abruptly rightened himself, clearing his throat. “I have something else for you.” He handed you a small stack of books. This time you could not suppress your full smile. Immediately you reached for it. “It is not much, but my great aunt liked to read. I am not sure how good they are, and they are a bit damaged,” he rambled on, rubbing the back of his head. He had this bashful look about him again and his cheeks were rosy underneath his beard. You wondered, not for the first time, how it felt. “It don’t matter.” You pressed them against your chest. “I hope you do not mind but I have someone come in tomorrow to look at them to see if they could be restored. She is a talented carver, her name is Chae-Won.” “That is very sweet but I don’t think it is necessary.” You hastily added. “Not that I do not believe that she is not talented but I think they are perfect as they are.” Syverson’s chest felt tight as if there was not enough air in the room, your lips had a soft smile, looking soft and more inviting than water after a battle. Your eyes had lost some of the coolness, you looked like you again. “Indeed perfect,” he whispered. One of his hands was reaching for yours again, softly stroking his thumb on the back of your hand. “I wanted to discuss another thing. The Parlor has some bare walls and I saw that your brother has brought you some books. I was thinking about putting up some shelves so you could display them and have a room for reading. If you do not wish we can also do it in your room.” You stopped his caress of your hand, grabbing it hard. “I would love to. I am keeping them in my trunks right now and it does not do them justice. They are so beautiful they should be displayed.” He had never seen you as open as when you talked about books. Maybe he should pick up one for himself and see what the fuss is about. He always preferred spoken stories but he should be open to new things. Although looking at the shine in your eyes he thought you should be in stories. “Chae-won will come with some options for wood tomorrow. You can choose whichever you want. And anything else you might want or need Just say the word.” You nodded. “Thank you.” With one hand you were still holding his hand and with the other, you were clutching the books against you. Throughout your talk, you both scootched closer and closer to each other. You could finally smell him again, the herbs, woods, horses, he smelled like freedom and strangely enough something like home. You were completely ensnared by the smell and were slowly leaning closer.

“Y/N it is time for dinner soon-” Gisla came in but stopped abruptly when she saw Syverson in your room. You swiftly scootched back from him. As if you were a child caught with the hand in the cookie jar. “Thank you Gisla. I do need a wash-up before.” Syverson stood, clearing his head. “I shall leave you to it then.” Before he left, however, he picked up your hand pressing a small kiss on it. “I will see you there, Princess.” You felt your heart stop for a second and your breath halted. You could do naught but nod in agreement. Your hand felt light and tingly. He gave you one small smile and left. Gisla was looking at the ground trying to hide her smile. You still stood rooted to the spot. She left you to you and pulled out a gown. “I will bring you some water for washing.” She walked to the door. “I will put in some of your oils so you will smell extra good tonight.” She smirked at you, before leaving with a chuckle. You wanted to be outraged at her but you did not have the heart. As you did not mind putting in some scented oil. You walked over to your bed. Sitting down and unwrapping the books. You looked at them closely. There was a book about tales from the old world, a book about herbs and flowers, and some other stories. The last one caught your eye, it was a book about language and different regional accents. You opened it, to your surprise and delight there was a chapter about the woodland people. This one you would read first. Gisla came in and you began getting ready for dinner.

You walked to the hall you felt like you were far too overdressed, your gown was different shades of blue and lilac. Layered over another flowing with every step. Gisla had insisted on it. She had also added a small necklace with a white shining stone and pearls for your hair, instead of the net.

You walked into the hall passing tables of already eating and drinking people. Everyone was in a merry spirit and you let it infest you. You felt so much lighter, and you were more than hungry. You smiled at Cella who joined you, walking towards the high table. You laced your arm with hers. She shot you a confused look. But you did not see as Syverson was sitting at the high table watching you walk towards him. You smiled at him.

You pulled the chair out for Cella and she sat down as you had instructed her. You nodded in approval. Your brother stood wanting to pull your chair out but before he could Syverson stepped in front of him reaching the chair before him. “I might as well practice my manners too.” You laughed lightly. “I fear I have to agree Captain. This must be the first time you ever pulled out my chair for me. Very poor form indeed.” You smirked, sitting down. You could feel the deep rumble of his chuckle go through you making you shiver. Ethos and Cella looked at you both with wide eyes and raised eyebrows. Syverson and you paid them no mind. He sat down next to Ethos again but throughout the dinner, he sent you small smiles.

Rosamund had come over to you and Cella and Syverson watched as you picked her up settling her on your lap. It tugged at his heart. When you first walked in he had thought that you were the most beautiful woman but seeing how you took care of little Rosamund, he had to go back on his statement. Now you were the most beautiful woman. He was glad that you were his friend again. And he hoped in time you would make your opinion known again. He would not admit it but he was dependent on it. You were smart and had much more knowledge about political matters than he had. Yet, there was one thing he had to do. Something did not sit right with him and he wanted to address it. But for now, he would enjoy the evening and the companions of his people, friends, and families.

Once the ale was flowing freely, and the tables were cleaned he waved a servant over. He asked them to bring out some of the sweets they had baked this morning. It was the first time they had the resources to actually bake some sugar bread. It was soft sweet dough with some fruit in it. The servants promptly brought some. Before the people could dig in Syverson stood up. The hall went quiet.

“My friends, my family. Before we eat sugar bread I would like to tell you a story. A story about someone extraordinary whose heart is brave and kind. For so long darkness, despair and suffering have plagued the people of the north, the people of the borderlands, and the people of the south. I have to admit I also was gripped by it. I was surrounded by paper, darkness settling over me, taking me with it more and more. Yet, one morning, when the morning light was still soft and the air still fresh from the night, I awoke. Awoke to something, something that could be so insignificant. A note. Made with a simple tool of a writing feather and ink. It was written, in soft curves and elegant flow, on my paper. It was so small I nearly missed it. If it were not for the light, I would have. All darkness that I carried in my heart felt like it left my heart, infused into the ink, and turned into hope.”

The people were listening to every word and so did you, following the lines of his lips. You had a weird feeling in your chest between an ache and a flutter. “I never knew how strong words could be, how they could chase the darkness away and make you realize that no matter the hardship, light is always there you just have to look for it.” He turned to you, his eyes were so soft and blue. “Which reminds me of a story of a bear, his fell was disheveled, trotting slowly through a dark and cold forest, hardly any light, no food for him. This is when he came to a river and with his thick brown fur, he trotted towards it. An ache in his side made him slow, but he was stubborn. I will fight, I will protect, I will provide.” Syverson boomed in a deep voice. It caught your attention more, his face had changed displaying pain but determination.

“So the bear went into the water, he pawed, clawed, and roared. The coldness pulled him deeper into the water, his strength leaving him, his thick fur pulling him down. I cannot give up,” Syverson roared in that deep voice again. “I cannot give up,” He said a bit more desperately. “He dragged himself through the water still pawing, clawing, roaring. Trying to catch fish. He did not see the silver feathered owl landing on the rock just off the side of the river. Its eyes were watchful. And with just one look it had figured out that the bear was about to drown.” Syverson looked at you again, his voice had turned soft almost reminiscent. “Slowly the owl rightened itself, extending its wings suddenly it looked double his side, strong, powerful. It soared high into the sky, letting the wind do all the work, using the ability to oversee the river from high up. It observed the bear for a second more and flew a bit further. Suddenly it swooped down, disrupting the surface of the water. Once it soared up again it had a fish in its claws. It let out a hoot, catching the attention of the bear. The bear had thought he had never seen such elegance and beauty. Yet, he roared out in anger, trying to claw at the owl. How dare it mocks him, did it not see that he was trying to catch a fish too? Before the bear could claw at the owl again it let go of the fish and it landed. To the bear's surprise. Right in his mouth.”

Rosamund giggled at that and you joined in. “Stubborn bear,” you whispered to her. Syverson had heard it. “Yes, a stubborn bear he was.” He grinned at you.

“But not for long. Once his stomach was filled with the fish he realized that the owl was not mocking him. It was trying to help him. So it dragged itself out of the water and laid down. The owl swooped down, landing next to the bear, burring its head underneath the bear's snout, its face in the fur. The bear lifted his paw and covered the owl more. Soon the sun would be high and shining and the owl was seeking a dark spot to sleep. The thick fur of the bear provided the perfect spot. They slept, one day and one night, and one day again. The bear was healing, and the owl was resting. Once they awoke the bear found that the pain in his side was gone and to his happiness, the owl was still there. It blinked slowly, with its observing eyes, shaking its shining silver feathers. It looked at the bear once before soaring up into the sky again. The bear road out, but this time not in anger but in desperation. The owl had become his companion and he wished for it to stay. But the owl was not moving far, it crashed down into the water again catching a fish once more. This time it had caught a big and a small one and together they ate at the side of the river. The bear dangling its feet into the river and the owl sitting crossed-legged. Looking up into the sky the bear did not mind the darkness, as if it were not for it he would not see the beautiful stary night.” Syverson finished off.

He grabbed the first sugar bread and walked down to the table. He stopped right in front of you. Cella quickly took Rosamund from you. You did not even notice your focus on Syverson. “And as the bear was hopeful again. So was I. On that day the sun had risen shining a light on the note on my paper.” You knew exactly what he was talking about. Your heart was beating so fast but you could not look away from him his words and eyes capturing. “A note that helped my people and opened my heart. For the strong woman who wrote it my people and I owe much to. As she was the one that made the trade that provided my people with food possible. Princess Y/N Commander of the Pearl, daughter of the moon, and from now on, a sister of the Woodland people the Owl of the South, strong and smart.” He bowed to you. “You will always have a home here.”

He handed you the sugar bread. Your hand was shaking. And your voice failed you. You knew that the first bite of a meal was reserved for the leader. And you knew how significant it was that he was granting you the first bite. You stood up shaking, you broke the sugar bread in two putting the other piece into his hand. Without looking at the people, that had gasped at the Captain's gesture, you bit into the bread. The sweetness almost overwhelmed your senses. But you were not sure if the tingling came from the sugar rush or from the look on Syverson’s face. The people were cheering your name. “Hail Princess Y/N Commander, Daughter of the Moon, Sister of our kin, Owl of the South.” After you took a bite Syverson followed suit. Smiling that even now you would share what you had. He did not tear his eyes from yours as you had done. Yet, he hummed at the taste of sugar in his mouth. The people erupted in cheers, digging into their own bread, and some started to play on fiddles. Rosamund pulled you on your skirt dragging you away from Syverson and to the people who started dancing. You both spun around. You were laughing, twirling, and spinning faster and faster. You had not done this since before the war. You danced song after song, finally you were so out of breath that you hugged her to you and went off to drink some wine. She was far younger than you and had much more stamina. But it gave you great joy seeing her big smile. You took your rest at the side, talking with some people. A hand landed on your back making you flinch but when you turned around your brother Ethos was standing there. “Common sister.” He took your hand leading you to the dance floor. You started to dance one of the more traditional southern ones. Ethos was holding up his hands in front of his body, chest high. You followed suit, your hands were not touching. Once the music set in he took a step forward and you took one back, it was a chase. It was to symbolize the push and pull of the water. It got quicker and quicker. Stepping forth and back, without touching. The footwork was simple back forth, side step, side step. But the hand movement was intricate. Showing the difference in waves. Sometimes you both would lift your arms high, slowly dropping them down in a cross-movement towards your chest. You both had not realized that the music had started to mimic your movements. The people around you stopped dancing watching you. Your gown was flowing as if it was water. Once the final notes played you went into your original position but this time your hands touched. Your brother had a small smile on his face. You two had not danced like this for so long. He leaned towards you kissing your forehead. “I am proud of you sister, my commander, my high Princess,” he whispered. Then he walked off into the crowd. The people around you started to dance again as you teared up at your brother’s acknowledgment of your accomplishments.

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Heaven Is In A Shortcake {vii}

it's been so long? huhuhuhuu~ cuz of that 2 chapters incoming!

disclaimer: The Gray Man and the characters are NOT MINE, even the reader. I only own the plot and the reader's character lol. Pictures used in the fic are NOT MINE, only the edited version of the pics (u can msg me if u ze owner); credits to the rightful owners and to canva + weheartit. Addtionally, I am not a Subic/Zambales native, so my apologies for any wrong locations, descriptions, or languages.

Six x F!Reader / Courtland Gentery x Female Reader

warnings: moderate swear words. some filipino dialogues. slow burn. fluff. trust issues. comedy if you use a magnifying glass. culture shock. check some word count.

CHAPTER SELECTION in the ✨Masterlist✨ Chapter 6 - where is this? in the masterlist! Chapter 7 - this is IT [next chapter link will be posted below for suspense and convenice hehe]

word count: 3k (N/N): nickname *Kiara = Claire *Kurt = Court *cover names | reader doesn't know (except you do know #wreckthe4thwall)

“Hoy, (N/N)!”

“Huh?”

“Tapos na shift mo, ba’t ka pa nandiyan?”

“For extra cash?”

After the manager of Ril Steak scolds you for overworking, you start heading to the staffroom. You actually didn’t realize the time, because you’re too busy recalling the rising action of your summer. It's the dispute you had with Court three weeks ago.

“.. Kiara and I are the Road Runner. So don’t go making promises you can’t keep.”

You don’t know why it suddenly pops into your mind. Maybe because it's either filled with books, movies, the father-daughter duo, or anime, and no in between. But you let the memories ride you like a rollercoaster as it's almost reaching this summer's climax— the loop-de-loops.

Rewind back to three weeks ago…

Claire hasn’t contacted you ever since they got back from their 3-day trip. You wonder if she’s starting to heed her dad’s ways of not getting too close to you, but you also wonder if she and Court are fighting because of you. You feel like that’s too narcissistic. It’s easier to say she’s avoiding you. Still, aren’t you just a troublemaker? (Note the sarcastic cooing).

Without a second thought, you’re befriending a foreign teenage girl with a damning cardiovascular system and exchanging books with her like old friends. What’s more is that you’re trying to prove yourself to her father. Since when did you care if anyone thought you were kind or not? He’s not worth shit of your kindness, however, his daughter is a different story.

“(N/N), do you read me? Don’t give it back to him.” Claire says as soon as you open the two-way radio. “I repeat, don’t give the walkie-talkie back to my dad. Over.”

“I read you, Kiara. And I actually concluded before sleeping this morning that I really won’t give it to him. Over.”

"Wow, so steadfast. That's admirable. Over."

It’s Thursday— rest day! You’ve done nothing but sleep from 8 AM to 7PM. Ril Steak was packed last night. Plus, there was a fight, it happened two hours before closing. You can’t wait to tell Claire how you smack a bottle on someone’s head to save your co-worker from being pummeled.

“What’s more admirable is you rebelling. Or did Kurt give back your walkie-talkie? Over.”

“Nah, I’m rebelling. We’re kinda fighting ‘cause of you. Over.”

Yikes. So, you weren’t being narcissistic. Intuition for the win.

“Don’t take that the wrong way, (N/N)! I mean,” Claire pauses to hiss out a profanity. “It’s not your fault. My dad just thinks we’re the only two people on the planet, and talking to flowers is a bad thing. Over.”

You snort. “Luckily for you, this flower doesn’t just talk— she claps back! Over!”

“Damn right, she does!” Claire giggles, “Over.��

You let the gleeful moment pass, counting to three, you sigh heavy-heartedly. “Still, Kiara.. I don’t want you and your dad fighting because of me.” you glance at the miniature ferris wheel on your bedside drawer, “Not when it sounds like you two are all you have left of each other. Over.”

“.. Is it that obvious?”

You smile. “It wasn’t at first. But then, I got to know you two.” and you recline on your swivel chair, “A month is enough to get to know a person.. right?”

Static answers you back, but you know she’s still on the other side of the line, so you continue. “It’s easier to say that I’m doing this out of pity, but I’m not. You remind me of my little sister, Kiara.. but I like you because you’re not entirely like that snot-nosed brat I love very much.” you breathe out a laugh, “You’re a good kid, I’m sure you understand why your dad is being like this. Over.”

“Yeah, I understand, but..”

You wait for two seconds before you press the button. “See? You’re smart and very mature for your age, too. Over.”

“Why do you sound like you’re saying goodbye, (N/N)?— Over.”

“I’m not saying goodbye to you, just to our transmitted talks. Over.”

“I thought you said you weren’t giving it back to him?”

“I’m not. But I am reducing the schedule of our late night talks.” you pause to prepare your mother-like tone, “It’s way past your bedtime, young lady!— Over.”

“....”

“We’ll still see each other every Friday, okay? Over.”

“Promise?— Over.”

Shit.

You sigh and press the button. “Well, unless my schedule changes, or I get sick, or Godzilla emerges from the sea.. then cross my heart, hope to die. Over.”

“Don’t say that, (N/N)!” Claire suddenly cries.

Something squeezes your heart, you wait for three seconds this time, but Claire continues to stay silent. “K-Kiara? What do you mean? Over.” you question worriedly.

Her voice frizzles through, you’re not sure whether it’s static or there’s really a crack in her voice.

“I’m sorry.. I gotta go. You know, chores.” she begins to sound upbeat, “See you tomorrow night? Over.”

You falter. “Yeah, sure.. tomorrow night. Over.”

“Great! Buh-bye! Over and out.”

Claire turns off the portable radio, glaring down at it, she picks it up to throw it across the room. But she stays still. She knows the consequences of letting someone else into her and Court’s lives, but she only realizes now that she doesn’t fully understand it yet, especially about— what could happen to you.

There’s a weight of another person in the room, Claire looks over to see Court at the opened door, which was previously locked. He gazes into her glassy eyes, guilt etching his face with a frown, and he regards the floor, mulling over on how to comfort her.

“Good night, Six.” she says with a sigh, depositing the radio on her bedside drawer, she lays down on her side.

Court tightens his jaw. “Good night, Claire.” and flicks the switch, swiveling away to exit the room, he grabs the door—

“I’m not mad at you, you know.”

He halts, turning sideways to look back at her, even though the streetlight is the only illumination of her room, years of training in the dark has allowed Court to find her smiling at him through the dimness. “Thank you,” he replies, tensed shoulders loosening with relief. “And in case you don’t know, I’m not mad at you either.”

She scoffs. “As if you could be.”

He shakes his head in disbelief. “What’s gotta give for you to take me seriously?”

Claire hums. “Your trust issues, for one.”

“What?”

“To elaborate.. get a girlfriend,” Claire sits upright. “Or atleast, have sex. You’re probably all pent—”

“Good night, Claire.” Court firmly interjects, stepping out of the room with burning ears.

“Oh, c’mon, don’t run away! I should be the one running away!”

“I said, good night!”

“And I heard you the first two times.”

“Will you just get back to bed?”

Surprisingly, today’s Friday is not busy. Or so you thought. As soon as the clock strikes 11 AM, customers have been coming in relentlessly. It’s been a while since the cafe has been full, some customers have taken the tables outside; luckily, you cleaned them this morning. It was destiny— or rather accidentally sweeping a finger across one of the tables and ending up with a dust-coated fingertip.

The customers start to diminish around 8 PM, Mindy wanted to flip the sign from OPEN TO CLOSED, but you and Muro managed to stop her. When no customers show up for 30 minutes, the three of you decide to eat in the CCTV room, watching a Netflix movie on Mindy’s phone rather than eyeing the surveillance footage.

“Buti naga-adjust na si Lilia,” Mindy suddenly says, taking a sip of her canned root beer.

It’s good that Lilia is adjusting.

You nod. “Masipag naman kase.” She’s diligent.

“Imagine kung hindi, edi lagot ka kayo pareho nung bata kay Eliza.” Muro snickers.

Imagine if she wasn’t, you and the kid will both be reprimanded by Eliza.

You can’t retort with a mouthful of carbonara, so you kick his chair instead. Muro nearly falls, and Mindy laughs at his attempts to stay upright.

When everyone has had their fill, you’re chosen by roleta (picker wheel) to wash the dishes. You play music from your phone before slipping it in your apron. Mindy hollers for you just as Lutang by jikamarie starts playing.

“What?” you holler back instead of going over to the surveillance room, she and Muro have opted to stay there to continue watching the movie.

“Nandito na sila!” They’re here!

“Ha? Sino?” you loudly ask, looking over to see Mindy peeking out of the surveillance room’s doorway, which is just beside the door to the staffroom.

She makes a face at you. “Edi sino pa ba?”

Muro suddenly, yet carefully, sidles past her. "Ako na d'yan, (N/N)." I'll handle that, (N/N).

"Fine," you sigh and wipe your hand on the drying cloth hanging near the sink.

"Bakit? May nangyari ba?" Mindy questions. Why? Did something happen?

Your brows knot puzzledly. "Ha? Saan?"

What? Where?

"Ano ba?! Ba't ka ganyan, haa?!" Mindy smacks you upside the head when you pass by, "Malamang tinatanong ko kung may nangyari ba sa'yo at sa mag-ama! Panay buntong hininga ka kase tuwing name-mention sila tapos humahaba mukha mo parang kabayo!"

What are you doing?! Why are you acting like this, huh?! — "I'm obviously asking about the father-daughter duo! You're always sighing whenever they're mentioned, and then your face would stretch like a horse!

"Bakit may mangyayari sa'min?! 'Di naman kami gano'n ka-close na makakapag-usap araw-araw!" you shout, rubbing the back of your head. "Tuwing Friday nga lang nagki-kita… Nabatukan at nainsulto pa ko."

Why would anything happen to us?! We're not that close to talk everyday! — We only see each other on Fridays… I was even smacked and insulted.

You exit the kitchen with a smile. "Hey, you guys!" you greet in a large yet high-toned voice as they take their usual booth.

“Ha, Sloth!” Claire laughs, wagging an approving finger at you.

You tip a finger-gun at her appreciatively. “I see you are a woman of culture.”

“Magandang gabi, (Y/N).” says Court with a nod. Good evening, (Y/N).

You’re astonished, after the dispute you two had, you have been believing that you two aren’t on speaking terms anymore. “M-Magandang gabi,” you reply, mentally cursing yourself for stuttering, and you pretend to be busy behind the counter.

After the father-daughter has settled their belongings in the booth, or more like, after Claire dumps her sling pouch on the seat, she’s skipping to the counter with Court trailing behind her. You take their orders, remarking several nutritional values that you know about certain meals from time to time. And there's something different about these two tonight.

“No one bought your strawberry shortcake today?” Court inquires as he waits for the receipt. Claire is already hovering by the game shelves.

“Huh?” you blink.

He gestures to the display case, eyeing the whole strawberry shortcake on the second shelf, and you glance, mouth forming an O as you finally understood. “Well, if you mean no one bought one whole strawberry shortcake, then yeah.” you smile and hand him the receipt, “But I actually sold five slices today.”

“Oh, good for you, then." he chuckles, glancing down at his shoes.

You grin. “Thanks! Would you two like me to serve some slices for dessert?"

"Oh, no, I.." he trails off, rubbing the side of his neck, he looks at you for one second and then at the display case."I was actually going to buy the whole cake."

"Really?" you stammer dumbfoundedly.

"Yeah, for Friday movie night.. Kiara wanted to watch the books she borrowed from you, but she also added a comedy movie or two in the list." he paused to breathe out a laugh, "She said that TFIOS and Paper Towns are too much heartache to watch in one night."

"Indeed, indeed, they are. I suggest you prepare your tissues as well."

"Kiara already has them in the living room."

"Well, aren't you ready to burst into tears later!" you teasingly regard Claire when she steps up beside Court.

"I am so ready!" she fist-pumps.

"You better call me tomorrow about it." you say with a playful frown.

"Of course!"

"Um, is it alright if we just take the cake later?" Court asks and deposits the exact payment on the counter.

You nod. "Sure! I'll just box it up once you two start eating."

Before their dinner is cooked, you play a game of DOS with Court and Claire, because they're not familiar with the rules (actually, the whole game). You teach it to them and end up playing.

"This game is rigged," Court frowns when he draws another card from the pile. "I'm not getting any number lower than five, so I'll pass."

"Who shuffled the deck?" Claire asks, putting down a red 2 and blue 2 atop the green 4, she then slides the cards to the discard pile before placing a new card down.

"Hey, don't blame me—" you dramatically place a hand on your chest, "—I shuffled like a casino dealer. You're just unlucky, Kurt."

When Muro calls you to serve the meals, the game ends with no losers or winners, though Claire was close as she only had three cards left. You had five, while Court had eight. You leave the father-daughter duo to eat and begin packaging the strawberry shortcake with a stupid smile on your face. You don't even realize until Muro points it out, which earns him a kick to the shin.

It's not that you're going crazy, you just thought that Court and Claire would be all stiff and awkward tonight. Considering the last time you spoke with Court, plus the call you had with Claire last night. But instead, they're acting normal. While you're still racking your brain on whether or not to stop interacting with them, or at least lessen it.

And playing DOS with them is the way to go— your inner self remarks with a derisive sneer, and you sigh defeatedly as you don't have any rational retorts in your arsenal.

You approach the father-daughter duo five minutes after they're done with their meals. "Here's your cake!" you hold up the box by the ribbon and a hand on the bottom.

Claire takes it the same way. 'Thank you!" she beams and peers into the small plastic window, shaped as a fleur, on the box cover.

"I'll see you two out," you grin, striding ahead.

The bell chimes merrily when you push the door all the way open. You step aside for Claire and Court to exit. "See you next Friday, (N/N)!" she waves at you.

"Good night," Court murmurs as he passes by.

"Bye and good night, you two! Safe driving!" you reach for the door, and something moves in your peripheral vision, it clutches your wrist just as you grab the door.

The handle is sharply cool against your palm, while Court's hand is warm around your wrist, which appears so tiny being enveloped by his fingers. "Kurt?" you ask, quizzically regarding him.

He releases your wrist when he meets your confused gaze. "Sorry, I was," he cuts himself off, sighing, and he gathers his courage for a second, all the while he doesn't stop looking at you. This makes you blush until he says, "I was wondering if you'd like to join us?"

The blood in your cheeks runs cold. "Huh?"

Claire hops beside him. "Really?!"

"If she wants to," says Court.

"Please say you do, (N/N)!" Claire grabs your arm eagerly.

You're flabbergasted. "Bu-But I can't go, I'm still working until 10:30."

"We could wait. Is that a yes?" Claire prompts.

"No! No, no.. I mean, I don't want to impose." you say, glancing at Court.

"You're not, because I'm inviting you." he declares reassuringly.

Just say NO— a simple word of refusal with two letters and one syllable, that's all there is to it. Because you're trying to heed Court's advice of not getting too close to them, right? So— WHY THE HELL IS COURT THE ONE INVITING YOU TO THEIR HOUSE AND YOU’RE THINKING ABOUT IT?!

He started it, so you should end it.

You sigh. "Alright.."

"Alright?! Yay!" Claire exclaims.

“What?— Wait, Kiara!”

She marches back in the cafe and sits on the table near the game shelves. “Can we play while we wait for your shift to end?”

You whip to Court with a glare, and he abruptly halts from entering the cafe. "What the hell are you doing?!" you whisper in a low, hissing tone.

"I think I'm stopping from going into the cafe..?"

"This is not the time to be wise, smartass."

"I'm not—"

"Listen, I don't even wanna know what you're really after. But Kiara shouldn't be caught in the middle of this, Road Runner. You’re always insinuating that I shouldn’t be too close to the two of you, but then you’re pulling a stunt like this! Here I am trying to make promises I can keep..”

Court is stunned, with how venomous your words and glare are, it’s as though you’ve practically bitten him and discharged poison into his system. He watches you stroll away, shoulders squared, yet you smile at Claire while passing by her. It’s an understatement to say that he wasn’t thinking straight when he asked you to join their movie night. He’s still trying to process why he did it, but the consequences of his actions are pouncing on him too fast.

Glancing over his shoulder, he eyes the street with suspicion. He hides his wariness behind a blank facade, closing the door as he steps back in the cafe, he starts pondering on the reasons why everything seems upside down when it concerns you. And as he ponders, a few things keep sticking in the crevices of his brain—

Claire likes you.

And he’s starting to like you (as a person).

It’s absolutely hard not to like you.

A/N: oh goshhhh he's starting to like you teehee sparks are starting to fly around the air

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