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thatdeadaquarius · 9 months

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OKAY BUT I HAVE MORE IDEA FOR BLUNT READER CUZ I LOVE THAT AU SO MUCHANDMDJFKSLDKF

So you know how french people's insult are always outta pocket (from a person who's first language is french I can tell you that no other language compares in insult -apart for African languages)

Like,, some "bad" insult here would be : bitch, fuck off, whore,..

Which we can all agree is boring...

BUT THEN IN FRENCH!!!

We be getting creative with it

Eg.

"mange tes mort" wich translates to "eat your dead (relatives)"

"vas te fair enculer" means "go get yourself pegged in the ass"

(yes, we have a specific word for being fucked in the ass 💀)

AND THOSE WOULD BE THE COMMON ONES AS WELL

English could never compare ✨

BUT ANYWAYS

how would the characters react if reader was from france/ belgium/ canada(or any other french speaking country) and started cursing people out like they eould do in their home countrie !?!?

The eay their face would drop

We would make a couple of people cry

AND GOD(us haha) FORBID A KID OVER-HEAR US AND STARTS REPEATING US

Trying to un-teach them would be hell *cries*

Your thoughts?

Love yaaaa~

ABSOLUTE TOP TIER ORAH MY BELOVED!!

Nobody has any idea how much I HATE ENGLISH both for its rules/pronounciation BS/etc. But also, most importantly, THERES LIKE NO GOOD CUSS WORDS- OR LIKE CUSS PHRASES??

I HAD TO PUT THIS GIF BC THAT WAS LITERALLY ME WHEN I HAD THE REALIZATION TO LOOK UP OTHER LANGUAGE CUSS WORDS AND I WAS JUST BLOWN AWAY BY HOW GOOD THEY WERE- HOW CREATIVE- 😫😭🥲 ENGLISH WHY R U SO SHITY IN EVERY POSSIBLE LANGUAGE SITUATION-

like idk we got "eat shit and die / fuck off / go fuck yourself" ???? Like- thats pathetic 😟.

I love hearing someone just cuss smbody out their native language/non-english, it’s so badass and cool to see

Anyway u already know i love non-native english speakers from the bottom of my heart✨️

GOD I FUCKING LOVE BLUNT LANGUAGE AU ITS LIKE ONE OF TOP FAV AS U CAN PROBABLY GUESS I COULD WRITE A LITERAL FANFIC ENTIRELY OFF THIS SIMPLE PREMISE 💖💓💗💞❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

omg so i HAVE SPECIFICALLY HEARD ABT FRENCH BEING RLLY CREATIVEEE

and i researched french cusswords/phrases,,,

😭 BRO IM CRYING

“bête comme ses pieds!” IM ROLLING ON THE FLOOR-

(trans: you’re as stupid AS YOUR FEEEEEETT)

idk what’s funnier, you translating urself in real time and saying all these phrases to ppl,

OR just scaring the ever-loving shit out of every teyvat citizen within a mile radius bc oh wow- you look pissed, so yeah somebody’s about to lose all their self-esteem for the rest of their life bc ur insults are known to be extra cutting bc ur so blunt-

OH CREATOR ABOVE (…oh creator, present??)- you changed to your holy language FOR THIS???

everybody just giving the npc the most bombastic side-eye for pushing you to do this,

or even just you stubbing ur toe/ate food when it was too hot

or my favorite, getting onto ppl like Wanderer when they do smth silly lmao

STOP I HAD A FOUL THOUGHT OF GETTING ONTO Ei AND WANDERER (like ei for not keeping him/at least giving him to someone else to raise, then all the shit he did as Scaramouche lol)

AND THIS CUSSWORD COMES OUT UNDER UR BREATH OR SMTH- DOES THIS FIT BC THIS KILLS ME:

“Putain de salope…” (whore of whore, I LIED IT MEANS FUCKING BITCH LMAO😭)

JUST GETTING THE MOM AND THE SON IN ONE FULL BREATH CRYINGGGG

STOPPP wanderer using it against other ppl ever since u used it lol

oh no stop dont bring the kids into thisss 😭😭

Klee would deffo be the first one to pick up ur words and use them, omg she just uses them as catchphrases like when throwing her bombs 💀

“Mange tes mort!” JUST WITH A SMILE ON HER FACE AS SHE THROWS HER HUGE SKILL BOMB INTO A FISH POND

Venti would definitely make sure the winds “pass along phrases of the sacred All-God language!”

which just means anyone who UNDERSTANDS YOU JUST GETS GENTLY CREATIVELY CUSSED OUT BY THE WIND IM SOBBINGGG

☆

i hope u guys are having a great summer! its basically too hot to go outside where I am, not unless ur going straight into the water or smth

which hey, ill be doing that this weekend, floating down the river about an hour away from my house with friends! :]

which,,, if anyone sees this, U GOTTA HELP ME THINK OF A 1000 FOLLOWERS MILESTONE THING TO DO IDK WHAT TO DO BUT I WANNA CELEBRATE IT BC I NEVER THOUGHT THATD HAPPEN!! lmk what u think in the comments if u read this!

☆

Safe Travels 0rah,

💀♒

♡the beloveds♡

@karmawonders / @0rah-s / @randomnatics / @glxssynarvi / @nexylaza / @genshin-impacts-me / @wholesomey-artist / @thedevioussmirk / @the-dumber-scaramouche / @chocogi

#srry i take so long to answer smth so simple #i actually have a surprising amount of asks!#i was thinkin abt it the other day like #damn should i reopen mail box #then i was like #not really bc i still got a lot of stuff to answer!#so now ITS CRAZZYYY to see my first posts/asks and see me trying to get ppl to send asks!#anyway i gotta make a 1000 followers thing bc i love u guys #sagau #genshin sagau #genshin impact sagau #sagau x reader #genshin imagines #genshin isekai #gender neutral reader #self aware genshin #genshin impact au #genshin x reader

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thewritingboi · 1 year

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Grand Reopening - Chapter 5

Old wounds part one

TW: Some body horror, i will put a TW when it starts and ends

Henry walked over to the metal box that he had retrieved when he was in DaveTrap's body and flipped the latches. Opening the box, the pink eyed corpse grabbed the pile of wires with a white clown mask perched upon it.

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Dave turned around to look at his rabbit counterpart and gasped.

"Damn, I didn't know I looked that fuckin' ugly!" Dave spat

"Come here ya purple fuck, I can't see like I used to and that makes it hard to beat the shit out of you" DaveTrap growled back

Both men charged at each other, as Dave reared back his fist to strike his adversary the rotting rabbit dropped on one knee and launched his fist into the aubergine man's gut. Dave stumbled back and slipped on the wet ground caused by the rain the night before, thinking quickly Dave grabbed a nearby rock and chucked it as hard as he could at DaveTrap. The stone hit is mark and crashed into the springlocked man's face, knocking off a chunk of metal and flesh.

As DaveTrap stumbled back Dave hopped to his feet, whipping out a kebab he packed for lunch he took off all of the meat in one bite and in one swift motion throwing it into DaveTrap's eye. The rabbit grunted in pain before slowly pulling the spike out of his eye and twirling it in his hand.

"Bad move willy, bad move." DaveTrap said smugly before charging at his doppelgänger fo a second time

Dave doged and weaved as the rotting man kept slashing and stabbing, the aubergine man grabbed DaveTrap's wrists and slammed him downward into his knee. As the rabbit stumbled back Dave grabbed a switchblade out of his pocket and activated it.

"Oh thats cute." DaveTrap said throwing the kebab stick into the wall and reaching into the nearby dumpster to retrieve his ax

o shit Dave thought as he threw his knife into DaveTrap's chest before running away towards the pizzeria. As he ran he felt a burst of pain in his calf knocking him to the ground, looking down he saw a the fire ax in his now bloody leg. DaveTrap walked over the the bleeding purple man and retrieved his ax, laughing at the yell of pain that came from the man. The moldy rabbit raised his ax and swinging it towards Dave. TW

"STOP!' DaveTrap heard a shout and looked up at the perpetrator, he saw the homeless man with thick bloody wires ripping through his flesh "we need him alive."

Dave felt his heart drop into stomach as he gazed at the decaying mix of metal and flesh with his old father figure's voice, the tube-like wires wrigged around in the corpse poking out of its eyes, ear, mouth, and the gash in his chest. It pulsated like it had worms under its skin, its blood seeped out of it like a rag being wrung out. Dave heard it cracking and clicking as its broken bones shifted under its skin. TW over

Dave fell unconscious from his blood loss and shock as he felt his limp body being dragged away

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Jack paced around the living room glancing at the clock every few seconds. Dave did not come home with them today, at first Jack thought that Dave was just at a bar or stopping by the store but after he didn't show up three hours after everyone got home Jack started to worry.

"He will be fine" Said a shadow voice behind him

Jack whipped around and spotted BlackJack resting on the couch with his head on his paws

"BlackJack you know you should be with Dee, she's been so lonely without her and Peter having the bunk bed." Jack shot back

"She is fast asleep and I could feel your distress, why must you be so worried about your crush. He is a being of chaos and very resilient." BlackJack said calmly

"I don't have a-" Jack begin when a letter slipped through the mail slot "what the hell?"

The orange man walked over the the envelope and picked it up. Opening it Jack felt his heart sink and his head swim as he gazed at the picture of Dave, bloody and bruised a gag stuck in his mouth and a blindfold around his eyes. Underneath the photo a sentence written in pink ink read

"I always come back"

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DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUN

So first of all thank you to affogare and Pkkooo for the kind words of support on the Ao3 version of this story, you do not know how much i needed to hear that

Second of all the Henry/Ennard hybrid thing was inspired by the Fnaf fanfiction "The difference between staying alive and living" on Fanfiction.net but that's a little bit of a spoiler so i won't elaborate (but do check that story out! it is really good)

Third of all as you have probably noticed this chapter is a two parter, i've been a bit busy with school and what not so i have not had much time or motivation to write but i was suddenly hit with inspiration and determination to write so the next chapter will be up sometime soon

Love you all! See you on the flipside.

#dsaf #dsaf au #dayshift at freddy's #fanfiction

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bumblebet-20 · 5 years

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What we left behind

5sos x reader

warnings: swearing, divorce, angst (oh so much).

A/N: GUYS OMG THIS IS MY VERY FIRST SERIES AND IM SOOOO EXCITED :3

Couldn't have done this without my boo @aspiringwildfire

-FLASHBACK-

“Happy Birthday, Enid!” Everyone yells after I blow out the candles, tossing up confetti they held in their hands.

“What did you wish for, Ed?” Calum asks, face covered in frosting from the chocolate cupcake.

“You know I can’t tell you, Cal!” I giggle slightly, turning towards the slice of strawberry cake in front of me.

“I can’t believe my baby is 7 today!” My mum says, suddenly behind me and nearly squeezing the life out of me.

“Hey, Ed! Let’s go play!” Michael exclaims on the other side of the yard, holding a yellow ball in his hands. A quick giggle escapes my lips as I quickly move out of my mum’s arms, running over to where he stands, followed by Calum and Luke.

“Be careful of your dress honey!” My mum hollers as we chase the ball, her words barely reach my ears as I focus on beating the other team.

We played football until the sun set, the only time we took a break was when people left and I had to say goodbye to them. Daryl came out and brought us inside for dinner, only us four and our parents remain to finish the celebrations.

“Eat up kids, we’ll set up the tent in a bit.“Liz says, setting down a box containing a large Cheese pizza in front of us.

-After finishing the pizza and getting the tent set up, we settle in our sleeping bags, the only source of light being the lantern in the middle of our circle.“Did you have a fun birthday?” Michael asks, stopping his game of ‘Crazy Eights’ with Calum.“

I had a blast! You three made it great” “

Aw, Ed! We’ll always be here to make your birthday awesome” Luke exclaims, pulling me into a tight hug. The others soon join, causing a dog pile and loud laughs to erupt from all of us.

Once the laughter calmed down and we resumed our previous games, a thought ran through my head “Hey guys? Can we all agree to remain friends no matter what?”

“Of course! Nothing will tear us apart” Calum says, earning agreement ‘yeahs’ “We’re gonna be best friends for life!” Luke hollers

.-10 years later (2012)-“Come on,Becks! We can’t miss this!” I exclaim, grabbing the hand of my best friend, weaving through the crowd outside the building and stopping in front of the stage, waving at the boys while they are getting their instruments ready.

“Oh! Here are our seats” She points to a round table filled with chairs right in front, our names scribbled on paper.

“Hey girls,”Joy says, taking a seat in her designated chair, Mali following right behind her.

“Everyone else is right behind us, “Mali says, motioning to the door where the familiar heads of the Hemmings’ bobs over everyone else.

Once everyone got settled in their chairs, Luke taps the microphone lightly.

“Hello, we are Five Seconds of Summer and welcome to our show!” Luke says into the microphone, earning a round of applause and a ‘whoop’ from me.

“1,2,3,4!” Ashton exclaims before the music begins, filling the nearly empty space with the beginning of ‘Unpredictable’. My foot starts to tap at the beat, unable to contain my smile when Lukes’ voice fills the room.

“She sit at home with the lights out” Rebecca sings lowly next to me.

“Seeing life in different colours” We finish together, pretending our hands are microphones.

“Thank you for coming! This has been Five Seconds of Summer! Good night!” Luke exclaims into the mic before walking off stage.

“Alright, let’s go see our boys,“Liz says as she stands up and heads to the doors where the boys went off from.

“Mum!” Luke exclaims, running to her once we all enter their changing room. All the boys greet their families before I’m swiftly picked up by Ashton and spun around.

“Alright,put her down before you hurt someone, “My mum says, stopping Ashton from spinning my brains out and gently places me on solid ground.

“So, food anyone?” David receives shouts of agreement in return.The parents walked ahead to the cars while we took our time heading out.

“Oh boys! I made some gifts for you” I dig around my bag before finding the plastic baggy, taking out four bright bracelets, each one having a letter for each boy. Rebecca takes two and puts them on the right boy’s wrist.

“Are these friendship bracelets?” Michael asks, twirling around the orange one on his wrist.

“Yeah. I just thought that you boys are gonna make it big someday and I just- don’t want you to forget about the little people” I awkwardly shuffle my feet across the concrete floor, suddenly feeling embarrassed that I even did this.

“I love it! What better way to signify our friendship than with a bracelet!” Ashton tugs me into a hug, squeezing me tightly.

“Alright you kids, let’s go!” Liz says from the end of the corridor, motioning with her hand to come.

“We better go, don’t want an angry Liz on our hands” Calum comments as we all walk towards the door.

[1 month later]

I hum quietly as I braid Becks hair, the two of us deciding to have a sleepover at my house.

“Have you been watching the videos they upload? They’re gaining a lot of views” She says quietly, busy drawing in her sketchbook.

“I know, it's about time people realize their talent”

A knock on my window makes us jump as we turn to it and see Calum’s face pressed against it.

“Cal, what are you doing?” I question once he’s inside.

“ You won’t believe the news we just got” Becks and I share a confused look before returning our attention to the bouncing boy.

“Well? Spill dude” Calum gives her an unamused look, but continues to bounce.

“Okay so we’ve been getting a good number of views on our covers and earlier we got an email asking if we’d be interested in opening for this group-”

“What group?” Rebecca asks, curiosity getting the better of both of us.

“One Direction” Both our jaws drop at the name.

“That’s amazing Cal! I told you you boys would get famous one day!”

“We sign the contract tomorrow and start working out a setlist”

“When do you guys leave?” Calum nervously swallowed at the question.

“Three months” I feel my heart drop at how soon they’ll be leaving.

“Senior year starts in three months…”

“We know, but this is such a great opportunity and this is the boost we need to become famous”

“I’m so happy for you guys!”I exclaim overly eager, earning an odd look from Rebecca.

“We just knew you would be!” He flashes us his award winning smiling before slipping back out the window.

“Alright, spill. That was such a fake congratulations.”

“I’m- I’m happy for them”I fiddle with the brush I was holding.

“Bull. Shit. I’ve never seen more forced joy than right there.”

“What’s gonna happen when they leave for tour? We’re gonna stay behind while they go off and make a name for themselves.”

“Aren’t you happy that they got this opportunity? This is what they want” I sit on the edge of my bed and she joins, placing a hand on my shoulder.

“Yeah but- I can’t help but think that it was supposed to us 6. Forever. No one and nothing can come between us”

“They’re still your boys. Now-” She stands, grabbing my hands on the way. “Let’s go get some ice cream and watch movies.. We can deal with this later” I laugh but follow her out to the kitchen.

[5 months later]

“Any response yet?” I simply shake my head at my mum’s question, returning to the book I was reading. “They’ll text back. Just got to be patient honey.”

“Yeah” I reopen IMessage and all texts to them since they left have all been left on read and I can’t figure out why. “I’m going to hang out with Rebecca for a bit” I say after reading her text, receiving a simple ‘mhm’ from my mum.

“And they haven’t even said a simple ‘hi’ or ‘ thanks’?” Rebecca questions, popping a crisp in her mouth.

“Nothing. Did- Did I do something? Should I have sent mail or-”

“Ed stop. You did nothing wrong, okay? They’re hormonal teenage boys, we should really expect this behavior.. But that by no means excuses their rudeness.” I go quiet, opting to play with my sandwich.

“They’re performing in Sydney in two weeks.. I was thinking of stopping by” I casually say, not looking up from the food.

“Alright.” I look up at her, shocked by her response. “I don’t agree with this idea but I’m not not gonna let you do this- definitely not alone.” She puts her hand over my own, offering a soft smile. “Now. About this Art assignment”

\night of concert\

“Okay, the plan is as follows: we go to the concert. Park where we see tour buses and wait. Find the boys and talk. Ending the night with pizza, candy and scary movies at my place.”

“Sounds like a well thought out plan.” I take one last look at myself, adjusting my top before turning to my brunette friend. “Ready?”

“Ready” We loop arms, skipping the whole way to her car.

“Damn, they are loud” Becks jokingly says from our position against the car, listening to our boys play.

“They sound good (feels good hehe :D)” I comment, pushing some of the gravel around with the toe of my combat boots.

We remain in a comfortable silence until the doors swing open and familiar voices fill the air. I look over at her, wide eyed.

“Now or never babe”

“What do I-”

“Hey boys!” She screams, making them all turn around, alarmed looks on their faces.

“Uh- Hi” Luke says, waving awkwardly in our direction.

“Enid here would like to talk to you boys. In private”She nudges me forward and I take timid steps to them.

“Let’s go in the bus” Ashton opens the door for everyone before closing it behind him.

“So-”

“Why’d you guys do it? Why did you just up and ignore me?” They nervously look at one another before Calum steps forward.

“We- uh got busy?”

“If you wanted to still be my friend you would’ve made an effort” I state, crossing my arms across my chest.

“We do it’s just that-” Luke begins but I cut him off, anger starting to run in my veins,

“What happened to ‘remain friends no matter what’”?

“You don’t understand, our life is so crazy now! We still consider you a friend, not best friend but, friends. Why are you still upset about this? It’s not like we completely abandoned you” Michael says from his position in a chair.

“ You couldn’t say ‘hey thanks!’ when I congratulated you?”

“Yeah bu-” Ashton tries but I cut him off.

“You could’ve tried.. But you ALL decided I wasn’t worth the effort!” I take a few slow breaths to try and keep calm “I tried to keep this friendship when you guys left but, not much I can do when you won’t even try”

“We still want a friendship. It’s just gonna be a little different now” Ashton says, taking timid steps towards me.

“No. If you wanted a friendship you would’ve kept up with it. None of you even reached out when my parents went through a horrible divorce. I really needed my best friends support but I got nothing.”

“We didn’t know your parents divorced Ed” Michael explains, all four of them clearly looking distressed.

“Stop. Stop right now. Our parents all still talk so you would’ve been told about it but sure, let’s play dumb. Also, that nickname is reserved for close friends and none of you are that.”

“ Alright,let’s all calm down and think about this rationally.” Ashton says, trying to mediate the best he can.

“I’ve already said everything that I wanted.Goodbye” I quickly leave the bus, practically diving into the passenger seat.

“How did it go?” At the sound of her voice I immediately break down in tear, sobs shaking my whole body. “Oh honey no shh” She brings me into her side, rocking us slowly. “They didn’t deserve your friendship. You’re too kind and you need someone who will love you for yourself and not make you cry like this.”

“I’ll never trust them again”

AND THAT’S PART 1 HOLY SHIT I’M SO EXCITED. please let me know your thoughts but be nice cause I’m a small bean :3

#5sos #series bitchessss #yasss #calum hood #ashton irwin #luke hemmings #michael clifford #loml #ty for reading <3

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whattheabcxyz · 4 years

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2020-07-28

Politics

Cabinet changes show Singapore’s political succession is faltering

China’s New IP proposal for the Internet is another way they plan to extend their control over everyone

12 years’ jail for ex-Malaysian PM Najib

Nature

Why goats have rectangular pupils - I’ve stared into goat eyes before and damn, are they weird

Singapore

National Day Parade to be scaled down - shouldn’t even be having one in the first place, in this pandemic

Public Warning System to be sounded at 10.30am on National Day to rally Singaporeans to take part - how about not disturbing people’s sleep? It could have been held in the evening ffs!

Man fined $4K for stealing hand sanitiser bottles from lift - also emptied their contents onto lift floor & tore down posters... as I said, lotsa crazies here

Marriage stats for 2019 released - interracial marriages on the rise; number of registered marriages on the decline; divorces increase

Woodlands lot first of 4 funeral parlour complexes to be put up for tender - part of plan to cope with increased deaths from an aging population

Maserati driver who dragged policeman during getaway attempt jailed for 55 months & given lifetime driving ban - was a serial offender already under a driving ban at the time of the offence

Waterloo St temple reopens to long queues - should keep religious locations closed still!!!

Travel

Singapore: Local tours now allowed for groups of up to 10

Society

Americans are receiving mysterious unsolicited seeds in the mail, originating from China

Fashion

The “empty box” method of getting rid of clothes you never wear

#politics #nature #singapore #travel #society #fashion

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jae-bummer · 7 years

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My Idol: Part Twenty One

My Idol From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

My Idol is a South Korean competitive reality dating game show. It currently airs on Wednesday nights on Jae-bummer’s blog. First broadcast in 2016, the show offers the opportunity for a lucky fan to go on seven blind dates with seven idols. The idol plans the date with the show throwing in specific missions to complete during the day. At the end of the initial dates, the show opens up an audience vote to decide what three idols will move on to the second date.

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5 - Part 6 - Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 - Part 10 - Part 11 - Part 12 - Part 13 - Part 14 - Part 15 - Part 16 - Part 17 - Part 18 - Part 19 - Part 20 - Part 21 - Part 22

Your fingers were shaking by the time you managed to get the key into the lock and give it a proper turn. You threw the entirety of your body weight against the door just to stumble over something in the darkness.

A loud and impassioned meow erupted from the tiny mouth of Bingu as you flipped on a light and saw him striding away from your welcome mat. He yawned, as if just waking up. You grumbled to yourself as you looked down, noticing what you had tripped over and what he had been sleeping on previously.

A large white box sat near your shoes, completely different from any piece of mail you had ever received. It was wrapped carefully in an impressive, purple bow with an envelope poking beneath its ribbons. You grumbled to yourself as you leaned over and tucked it under your arm, ignoring the shifting of whatever artifacts hid within.

“This is more mail in one day than I’ve ever gotten in my entire life,” you hissed, smacking the box on the counter. You knew it had to be something fairly important if your landlord had taken the time to drop it off inside of your apartment. You looked back down to the envelope in your hands and sighed. You closed your eyes before unfolding it again and looking at the scrawled message.

“Tomorrow. 9am. Yeouido Park.

Please.

Always yours, T.”

Your breathing stalled as you analyzed the letter head. It was personalized, from the desk of Choi Seunghyun. The paper was thick between your fingers. Heavy, but not from the material. The subject matter was what made it heavy.

You slumped against your counter and dropped your head into your hands. You thought after your brief discussion in the supply closet at the studio was enough to keep Top away forever, but you were incorrect. You tossed the note away from your body and let it skid across the countertop. You did not want to meet with Top. Not today. Not tomorrow. Not ever. You had attempted to numb yourself to the heartbreak you had caused yourselves, but how could you quietly ignore your feelings if he kept reopening them? The simple act of eying the envelope was enough to leave you with the feeling of having a wide, freshly opened gash across your chest.

You opened your eyes and slowly turned your attention to the white box. In your turmoil, you had momentarily forgotten about its existence, and almost preferred to keep it that way. Surely, there was nothing that would put your mind at ease within its contents. You bit your lip, contemplating the idea of not opening it, but knew the curiosity would get the better of you.

You reached over, letting the note sticking off the box slide through your fingers. You let out a yelp as it cut your skin, immediately sticking it in your mouth to silence your own whimpers and the screaming of the irritation on your fingertip. You closed your eyes and sighed around your digit, trying to keep the tears of frustration from falling. You opened them again, blinking a few times before looking down at the thin paper you had just dropped.

It had landed on it’s fold, open for you to see from your standing position.

“Y/N,

Brunch at 10. Put this on and meet me at Bim Bom.

Can’t wait to see you, beautiful.

-Jay”

You let out a scream you weren’t aware you had been holding. You screamed until your eyes stung, your throat ached, and your lungs begged for air. You had completely lost it.

Most people would be reveling in the idea that as one man pined for you, another was buying you a brunch date outfit. You were sick of being put in the position of never knowing who you should have feelings for, and if you did, would they be annexed from your life just as Top had?

You didn’t even bother opening the box, but shot it a wary glance. Not tonight.

You pushed your hair back, only to let it fall over the left half of your face. You readjusted the small belt on the dress you were wearing and let your hands sit in your lap. You were a nervous wreck and the only solace you could find was in fidgeting.

You had laid in bed the night before, contemplating what you would do the following day. Top had wanted you to meet him, but that would cause you to be late to your date with Jay. Your thoughts struggled back and forth with each other, incapable of making a decision. Didn’t you owe it to Seunghyun to at least give him a moment of your time? But didn’t you also owe it to Jay to be on time for your date (as you had picked him to move on over the man you were considering meeting.)

You looked down to the gorgeous black heels Jay had picked for you. They were just your style. You crossed your legs at the knee, becoming comfortable on the bench as you waited. Surely, he would be here any moment.

And surely you had made the correct decision.

You looked up as a gravelly voice reached your ears, accompanied by the appearance of cigarette smoke.

“You came,” Top hummed, plopping down beside you with a deep sigh.

“Of course I came,” you whispered, not able to make direct eye contact with him.

“You look beautiful,” he nodded.

“It’s the dress,” you chuckled nervously, fingering the hemline. You were in love with what Jay had picked out for you. He knew just how to accentuate your body.

“It’s you,” Top smiled, tilting his head so you’d have to look at him. Your eyes met for a moment, still the same as the last time they had gazed upon yours. Kind and soft, but deep below, giving way to hurt. His hair was shorter, dyed a natural black to cover up his usual fantastical color choices. You assumed the change was for the military, and the thought made your heart sink.

“Thank you,” you mumbled, trying to keep a sad smile from your face.

“You’re probably wondering why I’ve asked you here today?” He questioned.

“I try not to wonder anymore,” you admitted truthfully.

“Such earnest words from such pretty lips,” he sighed. “But...I don’t intend on taking much of your time. I haven’t earned that right.”

You shivered at Top’s words, trying not to let them break through the thin armor you had placed over your sensitivities when you had left your apartment that morning.

“I have a question. It’s a question that’s been keeping me up at night. A question that I haven’t been able to find an answer to. I’ve been going through pack after pack of cigarettes, trying to find inspiration in anything to help my thought processes, but I can’t get past this one question...

...why?”

You sucked in your breath and tried not to wince. His question hit you like a cold dagger through your rib cage.

“Why what?”

You knew very well what he was referring to, but if he elaborated, perhaps that would give you more time to formulate an answer.

You hadn’t tried to rationalize why you had made the decision you had, but told yourself to be at peace with it. There was no going back and you had to come to terms that Top would no longer go on any further dates. Jay was who your heart had landed on, hadn’t it?

“Why...” Top trailed. “Did you pick him over me?”

“Jay did something unique,” you whispered after awhile. “He managed to make me like him....even after he knew I despised him. To know you’re the underdog, but struggle through as if you’re the prize winner is an admirable quality. Admittedly there was a time when I questioned his intentions, and sometimes when I’m alone and left with my own thoughts, I can fall into that pattern again...but at my core, I know Jay is here for me. He always has been. Our connection is stronger than I’d like to admit, and I won’t lie to you. He’s gone out of his way to break rules and not play fair, but they’ve always been in my best interest.”

Top nodded slowly, taking a long drag of his cigarette. “So maybe if I had broken the rules, I could have been taking you out today?”

“You can’t make it that simple,” you laughed bitterly. “It’s no one thing that made my mouth speak Jay’s name. It wasn’t the logical decision, but it’s what I felt at the time...and I stand by that. And you have to trust me. If you don’t...well then, I guess you don’t have to wonder why after all.”

Top clicked his tongue as he looked at you and tossed his cigarette to the ground. He stood, brushing out his slacks before jutting his chin in your direction.

“Thank you for your time.”

You skidded to a halt in front of the restaurant and leaned over trying to catch your breath. You felt a single bead of sweat travel down your back as you looked up and tried to give your best smile.

“Hi.”

Jay beamed at you, his face as flush as yours. Maybe it was nerves or surprise at your sudden appearance, but he definitely looked pleased.

“You’re late. What the hell? You’re never late,” Armpit grumbled, pulling his video camera from his shoulder.

“Hey, fall back homeboy. She’s here now, and that’s what matters,” Jay nodded, grabbing your hand. He smiled as he looked you up and down. “Damn baby girl, those clothes looked good when I picked them, but you certainly make them look even better.”

“Aigoo,” you laughed. “I think you’ve got that the wrong way around. The clothes make the woman.”

“You could wear a trash bag and I’d still say you were serving looks,” he chuckled. He tugged you close and wrapped his arms around you. “I still can’t believe you picked me...I...wait, why do you smell like smoke?”

Your breath halted for a moment as you stepped back, letting Jay’s hands slide across your skin. “Old man I was walking by on the way here. Isn’t it awful how nicotine sticks to you?”

“It smells like you got dressed in a cigarette factory,” he grumbled, furrowing his brows. “You need to tell me something? Look Y/N, resorting to an unhealthy habit when you’re stressed-”

“Aish, give it a rest Park,” you sighed, rolling your eyes. “Seriously, it was just a guy I ran into. Five minutes and I smell like a walking ashtray.”

“But like...a hella cute walking ashtray,” Jay winked, tugging you close again. “I can get over it though.”

“You have no other option,” you chuckled, trying to push your lies from your mind. There was no way you could tell Jay the truth. It would be entirely too hurtful and you couldn’t dream of deceiving his trust like that. “So...brunch? I didn’t take you for the brunch type?”

“Girl,” he clucked, giving you a bit of a stank face. “I live for brunch. You think I’ve ever woken up early enough to eat actual breakfast?”

“I assumed staying “on your grind” meant early hours sometimes,” you smiled.

“Sure, if by early hours you mean I’ve worked straight through the night until six am,” he laughed. “That’s what staying on my grind means baby girl. Working whatever you need to without time constraints, but just getting shit done.”

“Time isn’t real anyway,” you grinned, shooting him a wink.

“But the grumbling in my stomach is, let’s get a table,” Jay nodded, placing his hand on your lower back as he navigated you toward the hostess podium. The hostess instantly recognized Jay’s face, making you wonder if she was either a fan or if Jay really came here that often. She held up a slender finger as she hurried away, promising she had a prime table ready for you.

Jay took the opportunity to pull you close again and nuzzle into your neck. He let his lips hover over your ear.

“I’m sure I ain’t gotta tell you this...but I really missed you,” he cooed.

“Jay, it’s been like a week,” you chuckled, giving him a light shove.

He pouted and tilted his head before biting his lip and interlacing his fingers into yours. “You’re right. That’s a hella long time, huh?”

You looked down at your hands wrapped around each others and couldn’t help but smile.

“You’re right. Entirely too long.”

To Be Continued...

PART 1 - PART 2 - PART 3 - PART 4 - PART 5 - PART 6 - PART 7 - PART 8 - PART 9 - PART 10 - PART 11 - PART 12 - PART 13 - PART 14 - PART 15 - PART 16 - PART 17 - PART 18 - PART 19 - PART 20 - PART 21 - PART 22

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