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enharcv · 3 years

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by my side | lee heeseung

pairing ‣ roommate!fem reader x richboy!roommate heeseung

genre ‣ fluff fluff FLUFF

warnings ‣ mild cussing, LOTS of pet names from heeseung & quite cliche ig + a lot of dialogue ;) y/n also zones out ALOT in this soooo.. + not proofread!

a/n ‣ THIS IS. perhaps not my best work bc i was close to not writing this but i still did it anyway bc i really really liked the plot and the idea of it? i hope you guys still enjoy it though :D anddd the series is coming to end since jay is the only member left, i'm kinda bummed about it but it's just the starting of this blog :)) i will work hard and set out more work for you guys to read hehehhehehe! thank you (for 300+ notes on the other parts) so so much for giving support to my works :D ilu all hhhjehahehjhenf.

** !! there's an error i just found out which is heeseung's name typed wrongly as heesung in this fic, so i'll try to fix it as soon as i can!!

"morning miss y/n"

you give your roommate a smile, as you take a seat at the dining table. a plate is placed before you, the aroma of the food makes your face glow earning a chuckle from heesung, as he takes a seat before you.

"thank you for the meal mr. chef!" you grin at heesung, humming as you take a bite savoring the meal.

"it's really good"

"thank you, i did it myself" heesung replies to your compliment, a smile on his lips.

"where's jay and the rest?" you ask, looking around finally noticing the house was quite silent for roommates that consisted of four men and you, a girl.

"oh, jay left early saying he had plans im not sure why is that, jake and sunghoon went out to hang out i think," heesung says before he takes a bite from his breakfast.

"ah i see, so do you have any plans then hee?"

"mmm, i don't think so maybe i'll go run errands later cause’ we ran out of a few things," he answers.

"what about you, love?"

you didn't know what was the reason for the smile that grew even wider on your face, and you didn't bother hiding it since heesung was too invested in his food where his gaze only lingered there.

was it the nickname love or the fact heesung was interested in your day. it's clear as a day of your crush on him, ever since you started being friends with a while after your first occurrence with him.

four a.m. in a convenience store buying ramyeon because you became hungry while working on a thesis based on a 100 paged doc in the second year of uni— & you still have nightmares about it.

however that night was something you will never regret happening, perhaps the all-nighter was a good idea after all.

you were looking through the row and you remember how happy you were upon seeing the only packet of your favorite ramen left.

your happiness was short-lived when you felt another hand on top of yours.

"i took it first"

you both glanced at each other, eyes narrowed shooting draggers.

you grip on the ramen tightens so does the stranger's, which lights up the rage in you.

"i said to let go," you grunted, glaring staring at the stranger.

"no you let go, i came and took it first" he replies, his grip on the ramen tightens even more.

having enough of the stranger you put all of your strength in and pull the ramen, however to your absolute horror the ramen rips off and the uncooked noodle fell on the ground.

so does the seasoning packet after a while, like a cherry on top!

silence falls over the both of you as you both stare at the ramen which could have bloomed into a beautiful masterpiece, sexy slick noodles slurped into your mouth having you hum (possibly moan too *not sexually, however) at how incredibly savory the taste could have been.

"why would you do that?"

"are you seriously dumping the fault on me?" you scoff, annoyance laced in your voice when you look up at the stranger before you.

"well, you were the one who gripped onto it and ripped it off? am i wrong?" he asks, arms crossed across his chest, scoffing as well with a annoyed expression.

"you're acting like you didn't do it too?" you retort back.

"you ripped it off though,"

"you didn't let go when i told you to,"

"you didn't too it's obviously your fault,"

"it's your fault,"

"no it's your fault,"

"it's your fault"

"it's your fault!"

"uhm, excuse me?" a voice interrupts the argument going on between you and the stranger.

"i need to restock," the lady says which makes you look at the item she's holding in a box.

SHIN RAMYEON.

your eyes immediately go up to meet the stranger who's looking back at you with the same expression. the worker walks pass you and the stranger making you both wait at the side, in absolute shock.

"were we too impatient?" he asks.

"yeah, definitely" you reply, a chuckle follows from the stranger making you laugh but immediately shutting up when the worker looks back at you both.

"by the way one of y'all gotta pay up for this," she says, pointing at the ramen on the floor before walking off.

after debating on who was going to pay for the wasted ramyeon, which you both did over a ramyeon (date) meal in the store.

through that, you both ended up exchanging numbers and learned each other’s names. over that ramyeon incident, you both became friends as well not long after.

now, how did you both become roommates?

well, you ended up finding out he majors in a medical field too, in the same university and in the same course as well. at first, you were extremely confused how you never noticed or knew him, turns out it's because he's quite kept to himself in his own friend group who consisted of the rest of your roommates jake, jay, and sunghoon.

but still, you were quite confused although after few days you both ended up seeing each other in class, started hanging out too. It was only natural you both became close from then on.

a few months later, you had to move out of your old apartment because the landlord sold the place to another person. you didn't know if you should blame your luck or your landlord but that left you with no other choice than to find a new place. It was then when you ranted about it to heesung and him being the generous person he is, he ended up offering you to become his roommate.

you hesitated at first although you both were close, but you agreed in the end when you came to know that heesung also shared the apartment with jay, jake and sunghoon when they also happened to have another vacant room for rent. that also leaded to you becoming the new addition to their friend group.

however moving in was the breaking point because your feelings grew rapidly as soon as you started getting even more comfortable living with heesung than you were before.

all the things you both did together, the amount of time you spent together it almost felt like you were newlyweds but you both lived with three other men (who were almost like yours and heesung’s kids).

but as much as you dreamt of being in a relationship with heesung you also knew it would never be mutual. heesung was way out of your league, to be honest. he could practically do anything and almost everything. heesung is every woman’s dream guy.

precisely, he's an ace.

it doesn't exactly help that he's extremely good-looking too, you often found yourself staring at him, admiring his beauty a little too long too but you knew better than to be caught red-handed. you couldn’t give it away too easily after all your ego was too high to admit it anyway. It was pretty natural for any girl to catch feelings, heesung was also the ideal man of yours too.

"earth to y/n?" a hand is waved before you, bringing you back into reality.

"oh— oh my god" you gasp, blood rushing to your face when you realize you’ve been zoned out. “how long was i out for?" you ask, looking at him wide-eyed. heesung stifles a laugh, before putting down his utensils.

"well, long enough for me to finish my meal."

"you're lying, i zoned out when you had like three scoops of food left," you say, furrowing your eyebrows, trying to divert the topic to heesung so you can escape the embarassment.

"you were zoned out for three scoops of food worth of time then, y/n" he says, and flashes you a smie.

"that's so embarrassing" you say, the heat on your face still there.

"so you're self-aware?" you stare right back at him, your jaw opened wide earning a loud laugh from heesung.

"you're sick" you say shocked while watching how amused heesung was.

"i was kidding," he says, his laughter dying down while you go back to finishing your food. "anyway, i asked if you have any plans today?"

"oh, i don't know, I think i'll just spend the day finishing a few shows on netflix." you say, sighing at how boring it was about to get but on the brighter side, all you had to do today was to move your fingers to change episodes all while laying down on your bed.

bed = closest to paradise

heesung hums in response before he gets up to put his plate and utensils in the sink. you quickly finish up your food and join him by the sink with your plate in your hand, a honey-like smile on your face.

"what?" he asks and eyes you suspiciously at the way you were looking at him.

"wash my plate too please, hee" you plead with a ‘cute’ voice (you assume) in hopes to get him wash your plate too.

"mmmmmmmm why should i though?" he asks teasingly, chuckling when he sees you pout.

"please heesung," flashing him a gummy smile this time he rolls his eyes before grabbing your plate and washing it too. you give him a backhug while laughing before you go back to the dining table to take a seat again.

"you owe me one for this love," he says, wiping his hand when he’s done washing the dishes.

"over washing one plate and two utesils hee? you're better than this come on, pretty boy." you say in a sassy tone earning a scoff from him.

"why didn't you wash it then?"

you go silent which makes you look up at him when you hear a small chuckle from him, "see?" he says, shrugging as he takes a seat from where he was seated before.

"shut up" you say, rolling your eyes.

just then heesung's phone starts ringging, he eyes the screen before picking it up.

"oh, mom"

heesung’s mom? that’s quite sudden.

invested in the sudden call, you stay silent and observe the conversation. it was really just a reason for you to stare at heesung as he speaks on the phone with his (**your possible mother-in-law) mother.

"today? like later?" he asks, his voice all of a sudden a little louder, which earns your attention from zoning out. this zoning out habit seriously had to go.

what was today? later? no clue so you keep on listening to the conversation but you’re easily swayed away when his arms catch your attention. your mind is frenzy when you see the sleeve of his white shirt tighten around his bicep when he places his arm on the table.

fucking hell, if possible you were mad grateful whoever came up with the idea of creating white t-shirts, thin material at it too was getting laid GOOD in the gates of heaven.

because

lee heesung looked fine as FUCK in it.

"gazed out again? are you tired?"

"huh?" you look up to heesung who was now clicking away on his phone, right— the call must have ended.

"is it like a new hobby now, or do i catch your eye too much? you've been staring at me the whole day," heesung asks, smirking at you which makes him earn a scoff from you.

"you're so full of yourself"

"how do i not say that when you're checking me out at every chance you get y/n?" cockily speaking, he gets up from his seat while looking down at you.

"have a good look now love!" heesung twirls around and gives you a wink when he's done.

"lee heesung!" you whine, hiding your face in embarrassment. "stop you're so annoying! i wasn’t staring at you!” you deny with all your might, begging at ths point he’d stop teasing you because you’re actually starting to look like a tomato.

"whatever you say y/n, now since you owe me one go and get dressed fancy because we have plans" he says and walks off into his room leaving you confused.

you're still confused when you finish putting on your perfume before you take a step back and look at yourself in your stand-mirror.

(quick a/n : i really wanted y/n to wear this fit a lot in my fics but i never found the best occasion so here u go ;) dw she looks mad fine!)

on a second thought maybe you looked the best tonight.

and heesung confirmed it the moment you stepped out into the living room but you were too occupied with arranging the items in your purse while mumbling to yourself at how disorganized it was.

while heesung on the other hand was starting to think if you looked this good everyday he might actually pass out as if you weren't already pretty on a daily basis because my guy was straight up shocked when he sees you with his jaw dropped on the floor.

you were THAT pretty.

white truly was your color. the white fabric against your skin it made you look like an angel who actually came down from heaven. what could beat a simple white dress that showed off your curves beautifully in a decent length which stopped right on your mid-thigh.

he couldn't help but observe the other parts of you too, the way your curls were styled perfectly as it was draped down your back and the simple makeup you had on which yet managed to make you look so so beautiful.

heesung mentally thanks the deities that you chose to wear this cause you sure did look insanely pretty but at the same time he was quite worried that he might give away his fat ass crush on you tonight from how amazing you looked.

yes! the lee heesung had a crush on you as well. it wasn’t too different from how you developed a crush on him too. heesung started catching feelings when you moved in and started spending more time together. although at first he tried denying the feelings in hopes he wouldn’t ruin the friendship between you both, heesung eventually came to terms that it sure was a crush.

besides he fell for you way too hard, it’s unstopable now. heesung too thought he knew better than to ruin the friendship so he remained silent and secretive of his crush on you without knowing you too felt the same.

you both seemed to value the friendship too much to ruin it over mere feelings. or so the both of you thought? perhaps the universe held a different fate for the both of you tonight.

"heesung i can't find my—" you immediately pause because the view before was something you had only dreamed of seeing before.

LEE HEESUNG. IN. A. TUX.

WHATHECUCKSKAKWJENDN SISKSKKXJSNWWE HESBSO FUCKSISNDNDBSINSAJENWKWKWKDBHOW DOEKSNDNBDNE BE KOIAJANS SGODOSOSJS DHSOSJEBGAWFWGQJJWSJNDNDND GODKDKDKSJSJDDB WHY DOWS HE LOAJJSNENWA SO GSOAKSJDNDN.

that's exactly what went inside your head at first when you looked at him. when he said dress fancy, you knew he was bound to show up in a tuxedo, but what you weren't expecting was him to look insanely handsome than what you expected.

you certainly didn't expect the forehead reveal too.

observing his tuxedo, your heart was literally about to burst the fuck out. he literally just had a damn tuxedo on, like it was all normal. a NORMAL TUXEDO, BUT WHY DID IT LOOK SO. GOOD. ON. HEESUNG.

"oh"

"hee—"

"y/n—"

you both stop when you accidentally cut each other off. letting a small chuckle left his lips before he smiles at you and says, "go ahead first,"

"no it's fine, you go first"

“ladies first, love"

YOU LOOK SO GOOD CAN WE PLEASE KISS HEESUNG?

"i can't find my keys," you say. well, that sure was totally different from what you originally wanted to say.

"it's alright, i have mine. I'll be driving anyway" he answers and approaches you by the couch.

"what did you want to say?" you ask, looking up at him as your heartbeat rate picks up again at heesung approaching you, when he takes off his blazer.

DOES HE HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT HE’S DOING?????????

"help me out" he says, holding out a bow tie and a necktie in his hand and smiling at you slyly.

"oh," you say glancing over to his collar seeing it unbuttoned so was the three others down which led down the valley on his chest. you look away flustered, grabbing the ties and observing it comparing which looked better on him.

“let’s go with the bow tie," you say handing him the other tie to hold. you pull the collar of his shirt upwards before putting the bow tie around his neck and tying it.

while you were focused on it, heesung couldn’t help but grab the chance to observe you even more. your perfume catches his attention which makes him smile. you smelt quite good, heesung thinks you have a good taste for perfumes.

why did everything about you this evening made him so nervous and giddy?

"here you go," you say, patting the bow on him and giving him a smile.

"oooooh you look very nice pretty boy" heesung finds himself flustered at the compliment but he keeps his cocky expression up before he gives you an annoying response.

yeah, so that didn’t work.

heesung finds himself saying another thing from what he planned to say.

"you look like the only one who's going to be having my attention tonight"

the room goes silent when you stare wide-eyed up at the sudden compliment. nevertheless it still managed to make you blush and the butterflies in your tummy erupt while heesung silently cusses himself.

"oh, thank you," you say, a big smile grows on your face with your ears growing warm and the blood rushing up to your face.

"here," heesung says to escape the tension in the room when he brings you to sit down on the couch.

"hee, what are you doing?" you ask, confused as to why he got you to sit down.

heesung kneels down and brings a box down onto his lap from next to you which you didn't realize. well, not when your whole attention was on the boy in front of you.

heesung takes off the lid and then a few wraps which then reveals

a pair of heels?

he takes one heels out and sets it down and then proceeds to pick up your feet. he slips your feet in and then puts on the strap, which he then also repeats for your other feet.

when he’s done, he looks up to meet your eyes which were looking down at him.

the one he sees the whole universe in when you're the happiest woman in the world.

he shoots his million-dollar smile at you before speaking up, "coincidentally you wore white today which is perfect because these heels are white too, so how is it? do you like it, love?"

"did you buy these— for me?" you ask, and as predicted heesung nods.

"what? why?" you ask confused. it wasn’t your birthday, you didn’t have anything up too so what was the sudden gift all about?

"because.." he trails off, "do i need to have a reason to buy a gift for my friend?" your heart clenches when you hear the word leave his mouth.

right. a friend.

that's what you are to him, and you keep on forgetting it. you put on a smile which hid your disappointment you look at heesung.

"i'll pay you back, these look really expensive i can't let you do that," you say and chuckle but heesung lips form a frown by your response.

"it's a gift y/n, why would you pay me back? you know i hate it when you do that, im not letting you do that."

"hee—"

"it's a gift from me to you love, i bought it for you. so don't worry about it and wear it often, you look very beautiful in it," he says, complimenting you as he gets up. you sigh in defeat before you put your hand in heesung's hand which he held out for you.

"oh yeah, you never told me where we are going" you as trying to push the conversation before to the back of your mind.

stop worrying too much and just have fun tonight, y/n.

"my mom said she's having a small hi-tea party, for family and friends so she forced me to be there with a plus one,"

right, and heesung is insanely rich too.

this man is a full package. once again, he isn’t every girl’s dream guy for no reason.

"ah, so you're making me your victim?" you say teasingly which makes heesung laugh.

"victim? you really have a way with your words y/n"

"isn't hi-tea held like in the evening or something?"

"4 to 6 in the evening is the time," heesung says as he puts on his shoes.

"what the fuck. didn't we just have breakfast just now?" you ask, thinking about how you just had breakfast an hour ago.

"it's brunch for you because you woke up at 1 in the afternoon, it's three now almost four too" he replies which has you gasping when you check your phone.

"time flew so fast today"

"no, you just have bad time management" you scoff at heesung before you both exit the apartment after double checking if you locked it because you're paranoid and you won’t leave heesung alone without being sure if you did lock it or not.

"hee?"

"mm?"

"do you have a feet fetish?"

"WHAT?"

"because i don't think I've ever mentioned my shoe size to you, and these heels fit perfectly so how did you get the size perfect?"

"you think i have a feet fetish because of that? you're out of your mind!"

"well, how'd you know then?"

"i checked your shoes silly"

"oh. so you do have a foot fetish?"

"what the fuck y/n?"

"what are the chances you didn't smell my shoes when you were checking the size?"

"you're fucking insane, oh my god"

"chances are low but never zero, lee"

"Y/N!"

to be honest you were completely okay until you arrived at the venue and you started to feel nervous. heesung ends the engine and was about to exit before he takes a look at you, who didn't look too well and heesung being the gentleman he is, he immediately checks on you.

"y/n? is everything alright, you look so.." he trails off in a worried tone when you look at him.

"im nervous, what if i fuck up?" you shriek, eyebrows furrowed as your mind starts making up negative scenarios. what if you trip and embarrass yourself and heesung or what if you bump into a waiter and accidentally cause a bunch of glasses to break?

"fuck up? what are you talking about?" heesung asks, confused at your reply.

"like what if i don't fit in, like i know i don't— this isn't my cup of tea and all but like what if something i do actually like? oh my god what if—"

"y/n." you look at heesung.

"you're not going to fuck up anything, i’ll be by your side. everything will be fine you really don't have to worry about not fitting in at all, it doesn't matter."

"but—"

"no but's! i know you're nervous so that's why i'll hold your hand and stay by your side. everything will be fine, you don't have to worry love. i’m here, alright?" he assures you which you sigh at but trusting heesung you give him a small smile before he exits the car and opens your door to let you out.

heesung takes your hand in his and intertwines the fingers which may or may have not made your heartbeat race. he locks the car and then you both make your way into the venue. making your way into the rooftop, you couldn't help but feel like you might pass out any moment.

1) this was your first time at an extremely fancy place like this. being a middle-class lady all your life, it was pretty rare for you to end up at such events like this.

2) why were you so nervous as if you were going to meet heesung's mom and be like "yeah im dating your son ma'am, I'd like your blessings"

you both enter the rooftop once the lift doors open and you both were immediately greeted by the commissionaires. you both give them a smile and then were ushered. your nervousness was once again noticed by heesung which resulted him to place his arm around your waist, catching you by surprise.

this man was the death of you.

"oh my, heesung lee? is that you, dear?" a voice interrupts you both when you're finally by the reserved high-top table.

"aunt leah?” heesung smiles pulling the older lady who seemed to be in her 40's into a hug.

"my goodness, it's been quite a very long time since we've last seen each other dear! you've grown to be a very dashing handsome man!" she compliments heesung as they pull away, her hand placed on his bicep as she speaks.

"you’re right aunty it sure has been a while, how are you?"

you didn't seem to be rude and interupt them so you turned around to observe the place. but your sight-seeing moment didn't last long until you were being mentioned.

"so heesung who's this pretty young lady here?" you turn around like a deer caught in headlights but immediately flash her a smile as you join heesung by his side.

"my my, heesung you sure have very good taste in women, she is a very beautiful woman!" heesung's aunt compliments you which you immediately thank her to but the main reason there was a big blush on your face was what she said to heesung.

“you sure have a very good taste in women”

you look up to a flustered heesung as well who was chuckling at his aunt's statements.

"well what are you waiting for? introduce me to her, i'd like to catch up with her, we have plenty to talk about,"

panic rises in you as you look at heesung, what the fuck was he going to say? well, of course, 'roommate' or friend right?

"aunt leah, this is y/n my girlfriend and y/n, this is aunt leah, my mother's right-hand woman," he says looking over at you which a quick press on your waist to bring you closer.

this had to be the most insane day you ever had with your feelings going insane because of lee heesung.

partly you were quite giddy and all 'knees weak’ because of what he introduced you as but at the same time being the overthinker you are, you knew he only said that because it would seem ridiculous to bring a 'roommate' or a ‘friend’ to such an event.

so you ended up convincing yourself that it was just a lie, you didn't have to freak out and get your hopes up because of it.

"hello aunty," you smile at his aunt and fall into her embrace when she pulls you into a hug.

"hello dear it's very nice meeting you!" she says a small laugh follows by at how nervous you seemed.

"you both ladies continue your conversation, i'll look for my mother," he says before excusing himself and leaving you with his aunt. you give heesung a nervous smile at him suddenly leaving you with his aunt alone but heesung gives you a thumbs and as smile.

“you’ll be fine!” he mouths at you before disseapearing into the crowd.

"i know you both aren't dating so you can drop the act," his aunt speaks up as soon as heesung is out of sight. you look up, eyes wide straight up just staring at her.

"did i come off too rude dear? oh no, i apologize!" she says chuckling which makes you sigh of relief. you were absolutely shocked, to say the least, however, you still try denying it to save heesung’s lie from earlier.

"i’m sorry but what are you talking about, aunty?" you laugh nervous, taking a sip from the champagne and then letting out fits of light coughs. you weren't really much of a drinker, if it happned too it was rare, only on occasions.

heesung's aunt however just raised her eyebrow at you.

“i know you’re lying, you’re not very much of a good liar are you?” she says making you laugh.

“i can’t really back that up anymore can i?

“not a chance, dear” you both erupt into laughter together and then shutting up when you both attract glances.

"if you don't mind me asking, how did you even...?" you trail off. heesung’s aunt smiles at you before leaning in to whisper.

"we aren't called the masters of gossip for no reason" laughing even more this time you both were told to keep it down when a few people stares at you both.

"that's— very speechless" you say, sighing from how much she's made you laugh that evening.

"mhm but you really want to know how" she pauses to look around but sees no one taking interest in the conversation anymore between you two before she continues.

"heesung being the only son of the lee's and if you didn't know or if heesung didn't mention to you, the lee's are what we call the superior in this community"

"so, like— the Crazy Rich Asians?" you ask, still confused but by the reaction you get from aunt leah you get your answer.

"well, i guess you can say that? but no worries mrs.lee isn't like the nick's mother in the movie. mrs.lee is actually a sweetheart just like her son, and knowing her for years now she's like a sister i never had. once again, just like her son she's an absolute ace too" she says describing heesung's mom and you nod giving her a smile.

“and if heesung did really had a girlfriend, word would go around pretty quickly. in fact you being his plus one tonight is already attracting alot of people’s interest in you. if you haven’t realised, you actually have competition” she says and points towards a group girls who were staring at you with jealousy in their gaze. looking back to aunt leah, you sigh.

"i haven't met his mother before, this is my first time actually, coming around to see heesung's family." you say.

"oh my, then you must be really special. i guess heesung likes you a lot then!" she gaps.

"what? sorry aunty but— heesung doesn't like me like that even though he just straight up lied to you just now," you say laughing nervously once again as you explain to her.

there's no way heesung likes you. of course you imagined it, had scenarios in your head all about it but there's absolutely no way. AT ALL. that he liked you back, even if it happened— no, it won't happen there shouldn't be 'if's'.

but what were the possibilities? you're a pretty decent person. so what's wrong?

what's wrong was you think you're not good enough for heesung, perhaps you'll never be because you think you're nothing compared to any of the girls in the room you were. you were just a half-broke med school student who really didn’t compare to the rest of the girls in this room. you’re not even on their level to begin with and like you said before, you pratically didn’t belong here.

heesung could have any girl he wanted so why would he want you?

"y/n dear?"

"sorry i kind of spaced out, im sorry? what were you were saying again?" you say, snapping out of your thoughts quickly apologizing to aunt leah.

"are you alright?"

"yeah yeah i am, don't worry about it aunty. you were saying?" you ask, feeling the heat rush to your face immediately of embarassment.

"i was saying heesung doesn't bring just anyone to see his family. heesung keeps his private life away from his studies or anywhere related to the life he's living, so you must be pretty special for him to bring you along. apart from his friends who i remember were jay, sunghoon and… jake!" she explains but you still weren't convinced.

"i think he just really needed a plus one aunty, it's the weekend everyone is probably busy with their own thing and i happened to be free and all so..," you say and aunt leah wasn't having it.

"you're denying it as if you like him, y/n."

"wha— aunty what no? what are you talking about?" you stutter at first at the sudden question, but your answer and tone was more than enough for her to be sure of her suspicions.

"so you do like him?"

you stay silent for a moment, comprehending whether you should confess or just keep on denying it like you've been doing for the longest time.

"your silence speaks loud enough.”

"anyone would see that he likes you from the way he looks at you dear, believe me- heesung likes you, if he brought you along to meet his family im pretty sure he wants to be serious with you. think about it, heesung looks at you like you’re the prettiest woman in his eye, which he isn’t wrong at. you’re a very beautiful woman." she says but you frown.

even if he did you just couldn't find any logic reason or why he would like you? out of every other girl he could have had? why you? It isn’t a bad thing but you couldn't help but think that way given how he’s too perfect for you.

"but even if he did like me, why would it be me? it could be any other girl? there's so many other girls that are better than me- like those girls who are supposedly my ‘competition’ aunty." you ask, eyebrows furrowed and a frown on your face as you asked his aunt.

"heesung will know the answer to that, but just trust me when i say he likes you. heesung may not be vocal about it but i know him like the back of my hand. after all, i was also the one that practically raised him, so go for it dear don't worry too much.you both will be fine!"

you assumed she practically just asked you to ask heesung that? yeah no, that was definitely not happening. you weren't going to risk it all over something so stupid like your sily crush on him.

again, like you've mentioned before. who wouldn't have a crush on him? after all, he's lee heesung.

"am i interrupting you ladies?" a voice comes up from behind you which earns both of your attention.

"nope! in-fact you're just in time, i was just done talking to your beautiful girlfriend" his aunt answers giving you a smirk at the mention of girlfriend.

"i see, by the way aunt leah my mother is looking for you" heesung says, giving her his signature smile which made you heart flutter. he's so BEAUTIFUL it was totally hard to believe he was real and not a sculpture in a musuem.

"is that so? alright, then i shall take departure then. it was a pleasure meeting you dear, i hope to you see you soon again, you too heesung" she says giving you both a smile before leaving.

"i hope she wasn't too much of a trouble?" heesung asks, moving over to in front of you as he grabs a glass of champagne from the waiter who passed by.

"no, not really. she's a very nice lady, felt like we knew each other before this? she's very welcoming to say the least" you say, sighing which doesn't go unnoticed by heesung

"is everything alright love?"

you look up at him, trying to not show it off too obviously that you're reading him. his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was too concerned about you. the nickname makes you stomach do flips as usual, this is exactly why you keep on falling for him more and more.

you have no self-control over your feelings anymore.

"yes"

"you're not, you seem too—"

"hee im fine, don't worry about me. you should go have fun! like—" you pause looking around for an answer, stopping your gaze on a group of girls staring at the both of you, specifically heesung.

"go talk to those girls! who knows you might finally get a girlfriend, if lucky you might get a good fuck too!" you say, chuckling but it doesn't seem to convince heesung.

"no"

"why not?"

"because i want to be here with you. i'm not ditching you for some other girls like that y/n. i told you i’ll be by your side today,” he says and you pause. by pause, your heart actually paused and then started beating a little too fast to your liking.

why does he keep on saying these things that make you feel like that?

"you're not okay, do you want to go home? we can leave—"

"no! no not yet, you're not having fun heesung. why are you worrying so much about me?" you ask, annoyance laced in your tone lightly when he remains stubborn and not listening to you.

"you want me to have fun? okay then" he says, taking your wrist in his hand and he drags you towards the crowd in the middle of the place.

"hee what are you doing?"

"having fun" he places his hands around your waist which doesn't fail to make you get goosebumps and feel giddy.

"not with me, i meant with those girls!" you say but heesung shuts you up by twirling you around which catches you by surprise, making you place your hands on his broad shoulders. part of you was actually glad he didn’t listen to you and go to those girls because then you’d be a jealous mess.

"they're no fun, i like it better when i'm with you" he says grinning.

you both just sway to the music letting everything just fall into place. you don't think much, just letting everything go by and happen as the song changes and you both watch the sunset.

"should we leave now? i have something to do" heesung says as he stops moving noticing it’s almost dusk when he checks his watch.

"okay" you say, not questioning what he had lined up. you just follow him, saying goodbyes to aunt leah and a few of his other relatives you didn’t know and pretty sure you won’t be seeing again anytime soon.

"i didn't get to see your mom" you say while you both walk to the car park.

"that's for another time, i'm sure aunt leah tired you out despite you complimenting her— i know her like the back of my hand, i grew up by her."

"she said the same thing!" you shriek, earning a laugh from heesung.

"i told you!" heesung opens the car door for you as you get in.

"thank you, hee"

"you're welcome, my love"

the ride back wasn't too boring, you both shared a small conversation here and there. but when heesung pulls into the parking lot of a supermarket you're surprised.

"huh? what are we doing there?"

"we need to run errands, i told you this afternoon" he says, taking off his seatbelt and ending the engine.

"no way, are you seriously going to walk in there dressed in a tuxedo hee?" you snicker, already imagining the way how red his face was going to be from embarrassment when he gets back.

"not when you're coming with me too"

"what the fuck, no i'm not."

if not, why were you in the dairy section checking the milk carton's expiry date as you put it into the cart which heesung was pushing.

"should we also get two packs of cheese, we run out of them pretty quick" heesung asks, picking them up and showing you.

you just hum in response earning a sigh from heesung.

"come on y/n, you can't be that mad. no one is even staring at us" he says and frowns. you continue to give him the cold shoulder as you walk away leaving heesung behind.

"loveeee, y/nnnnnn, y/n?" heesung trails off behind you when you enter the snacks section. you take your favourite chips and heesung's putting them into the cart.

"awe, you remembered mine" as soon as he says that you take it out of the cart which heesung stops you at with a frown on his face.

"okay fine i'll shut up" he says and sighs as he lets go when you put the chips back and then grab your other roommates favourite snacks too, putting it into the cart.

you both went on, getting a few other items before heading to the cashier. things were going pretty smoothly until the cashier said something to heesung.

"this isn't professional but can i have your number sir, I'd like to grab a coffee or meal with you if you don't mind?"

your ears perk up at the question which makes you look straight at the cashier, shooting daggers at her.

"are you blind or do you not see me with him?" you ask, your tone very— pissed off too.

"oh, are you his girlfriend or something?"

"or something? wow you really have the audacity to ask something like that? yes i'm his girlfriend, what about it? do you go around around everyone's boyfriends their number like this shamelessly?" you scoff, folding your arms questioning the cashier of her ridiculous action.

"i didn't know—"

"you didn't know? i'm literally right next to my man?" you say and at this point you’re ready to throw hands but you were immediately interrupted by the store's manager you assumed by the looks of it.

"excuse me, miss. is there a problem?"

"yes. your 'worker' here doesn't seem to have professionalism and just asked my boyfriend for his number while i'm next to him. this is ridiculous and as if it can't get any worse she's extremely rude too?"

heesung couldn't fight the growing smile on his face when you fought with the casier. the word 'my man and my boyfriend' leaving your mouth so naturally like that made his heart flutter.

he watches you as you file a complaint and pay before you both leave the store. he remains silent even when you both put the things into the car's boot. heesung couldn't wait to speak up about it in the car.

as soon as you both got into the car, his smile finally turned into a smirk when he looked at you, leaning on the armrest.

"what?" you glare at him, absolutely pissed not wanting to have anymore of whatever he was gonna make you do.

speaking frankly, you weren't really that mad when heesung made you follow him into the supermarket although the stares from people were a little too obvious which heesung insisted they weren't 'staring'.

you were just teasing heesung when you gave him the so-called 'cold-shoulder' but what actually got you so pissed was when the cashier lady asked heesung out right when you were next to him.

and by reflex you immediately called him your boyfriend and YOUR MAN. feeling flustered from knowing how cocky he was going to be about it, you prayed in hopes he wouldn't bring it up.

however heesung being the little shit you knew, he immediately brought it up as soon as you both got into the car.

"sooo my man? damn y/n i didn't know you had that in you."

"shut up, i saved your ass back there" you say, whining as you cover your face from embarrassment.

"or were you just jealous?" heesung smirks, leaning back as he watches you struggle to find words to say.

"why should i be?!"

"why did you fight her then? she asked for my number i could've gotten a date back there. and maybe like you said, back at the event earlier, i could’ve gotten a good fuck too." he says, shrugging his shoulders.

how dumb is he? you were so obvious back there.

"you cannot be serious, come on now heesung. i wasn’t thinking when i said that, it just came out in a flow hee."

"what? you like me or something y/n? why are you acting like this then?" he asks, leaning forward this time making you hitch your breath as you freeze. you were starting to think he knew what exactly he was doing.

"what are you talking about heesung, stop playing around. it's not funny" you chuckle nervously, leaning back but heesung grabs your arm stopping you in place.

"you're not denying it love."

you stay silent, lost at words when heesung's eyes look at yours and then your lips. you knew this was it, if you don’t stop it there's no way you can save the friendship anymore.

heesung had to stop teasing you like this if it was meaningless.

"so what heesung? so what if i like you? you don't like me back so why the fuck does it matter? if you're so annoyed about what i did back there just go back and get her number back th—"

your eyes widens when you feel heesung's lips on top of yours. the feeling was euphoric you couldn’t even think when you immediately caught onto the kiss and kissing him back.

"you're insane if you still think i don't like you back y/n" heesung says when he pulls away, catching his breath from the kiss you both shared.

"i truly didn't want to confess in a way like this love but you keep on putting me on the edge by doing things like this— how do you expect me to not fall for you even more when you called me 'your man' back there, that was so smooth. and it felt so right coming from you i can't imagine hearing it from anyone else,'' he says, chuckling when he sees your shocked expression.

"i like you alot y/n and knowing you, you'll have a hard time processing what i’m about to say but still-. i hope you like me back too. well hopefully because if you don't i'm going to pass out from embarrassment and most probably never face you ever again, because i just ruined our friendship. i see you more than just a friend y/n, i see you as someone i want to experience love with. i want to love you y/n. and trust me when i say you're the most beautiful girl in the entire world. everytime you tell me to go be with other girls i refrain myself from saying you're the only girl i want to be with and just because i didn't want to ruin what we had. even if there were millions of other girls who'd want to be with me, i'll never find you in them. you're my y/n, you're my girl. i don't see myself having breakfast in the noon with any other girl other than you love, or go to the supermarket in the middle of the night all dressed fancy with anyone else because i’m pretty fucking sure that none of those girls from before would even be here doing this with me right now, in the middle of a supermarket’s parking lot, only you darling."

"or fight over a packet of ramen in a convenience store and then debate who should pay over the ruined ramen y/n— in other words, you're the only girl i wish to be with. i like you alot, so that only leaves me with one more thing" heesung says, taking your hands in his as he rubs his thumb over your hand.

"i want you to be my girlfriend, i promise to treat you better and more than you deserve, I'll make you the happiest girl in the world love, i give you my word." you were at an absolute loss of words, just tears streaming down your cheeks as you leaned into the back of his hand.

"i hate you so much"— "i really hate you so much lee heesung" you say, sobbing even when you pull away. you were a mess and heesung seeing you like this isn’t a new sight to him.

"i really thought i never had a chance with you" you cry out, making heesung chuckle, but his chuckle makes you sob even more.

"why are you laughing, it's not funny!" you whine, hitting his chest when he pulls you into a hug.

"you're the cutest even when you're crying"

"you're so annoying." heesung pulls you away from his hug and wipes off your tears before grabbing your face in his hands.

"is it a yes or no?" he asks, staring into your eyes awaiting the answer that held the fate of your friendship tonight.

"only a yes if i can kiss you again, hee" you say, grinning when you see heesung's lips grow into a smile again.

"you'll never hear a no from me when it comes to you love" you lean in, wrapping your arms around his neck, lips molded into each other's as if it was missing puzzle pieces finally reunited.

"heesung's girlfriend, y/n? sounds so right"

"you're so cliche"

"only for you, of course!"

to say the least, after that, your relationship bloomed so much more beautifully, and it made you and heesung the happiest you both have ever been. who would've guessed a fight over a ramen could have led into something more.

you also ended up meeting heesung's mum and got a blessing, she's very fond of you too. you certainly felt like a main character in your version of Crazy Rich Asians, with your very own nick who's Heesung Lee in your version.

read the rest of the series! : sunghoon (1), sunghoon (2), jake, jay

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topknot-hayakawa · 2 years

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This Damn Song

Pairing: Shoto x Female reader. Genre: Angst.

WC: 1.9k

CW: Hurt, Swearing, mentions of alcohol

Summary: Shoto runs through the last time he sees reader wondering if he’s to blame for her absence.

18+. MDNI

BETA READER’S NOTE: I have tried to edit the readmore link into this fic so many times and it keeps glitching so, sorry to clog the dash :/

Sometimes falling out of love is easy. Sometimes it cracks someone’s world in two.

“I don’t know, Todoroki.” Kiri pulled his sleeves up and wiped his brow of the very invisible sweat coming from it. It was 100 degrees and climbing, summer was very much here. “Maybe she just needed a girls week.”

Sho sighed. It had been a very long and empty week at that. The bed was empty, your favorite songs were not playing, the newest episode of your favorite drama had not been filling the void last night. It had taken every ounce of his will not to ask when you’d be home again.

“Are you guys working or chatting? Seriously, Denki is doing more than you both and he’s been asleep for the last hour.” Ida grumbled, before once again taking off. They’d been building the newest rec center for the underaged youth home as a charity thing for All Might. Kirishima shrugged, slapped Shoto on the back and sighed.

“Look man, Y/N would’ve said if something was wrong. There’s no need to be worried over nothing. Come out with us tonight to the bar, no need to be left alone like that if it’s eating you alive.” Shoto threw down the shovel once he was out of sight and pulled his phone from the pocket of his jeans. The photo from your best friend’s wedding popped up, the sleek bridesmaid dress and your hair all done up and Shoto in his classic tux, kissing under the arch of the photo booth.

*No new messages*

Just fantastic.

“You’re off tonight, Todoroki.” Izuku clutched the glass in his hand watching Kiri and Bakugo belt the karaoke song into the mic so loudly the bar had already turned it down twice. Shoto took another sip of the beer he had reluctantly ordered, trying not to be a sore player in their night of fun.

“What if… what if something is really wrong with Y/N and I?” Izuku’s shoulders dropped softly, Sho turning to look at him. “What if I said that if something did happen it was my fault…and there’s a greater chance of her leaving then staying.” His friend's demeanor changed, the green in his eyes becoming a bit softer.

“Did something happen, Sho?” Shoto thought for a moment, his eyes focused on his two idiot friends stealing the karaoke light once more.

“It was a normal night, Zu. She cooked, and we watched her TV drama. We showered and got ready for bed but…something about her was off. She burned the noodles.” Todoroki watched his friend set down his glass and turn to him.

“She burned the noodles?”

“Yes. She burned the noodles, she ate half of her cupcake, the drama was turned on ten minutes late and the shower was…colder than usual.”

“Roki,”

“Y/N left the next morning, barely gave me a kiss and she hasn’t called or texted in two weeks… I’m going insane, Izuku. What if I did something, said something?”

“Hey, Shoto, you need to relax.”

“What’s got you in a twist, IcyHot?!” Kaminari kissed Shoto’s cheek passionately before grabbing Izuku’s hand and belting out one of the verses again.

“She ever text you back, buddy?” Katsuki drank the glass of amber liquid quickly, his features barely reacting.

“I think I should head back, guys. If one of us isn’t sober enough to wake you puppies up for Ida’s boot camp we won’t hear the end of it.” Shoto pushed his beer farther towards Bakugo letting him drink it up on top of the other drink. “It’s on my tab guys, promise.” Quickly, with the icy sadness filling up his stomach, he left the crowd of his friends and out the front door of the small bar.

Shutting the door, the soft luminescent light of the city shone through the large windows of the studio apartment and greeted Shoto. His bag hit the floor with a thud that echoed nearly perfectly if it hadn’t been for the furniture. Your red sneakers sat upon the floor by the entryway, engulfed in the blues and whites streaming through the very windows you loved to sit at.

He kicked them with the toe of his boot, scooting them a half degree right of where they’d been before he bent down and fixed them.

“Sorry…” he sighed, the warmth on his left side increasing with embarrassment. He was apologizing for such a human behavior, Bakugo would have dragged him through the mud at his reaction. Pulling off the muddy boots he wore, he placed them on the mat and walked into the kitchen looking for the bottle of peppermint liquor Bakugo so jokingly made him try.

“It’s meant for you, IcyHot. Sweet and cold yet a bit spicy. You’re gonna love this shit!” Bakugo slid the shot glass over to Sho and slammed his against the table before knocking it back. “Don’t be such a pussy, drink it!” Sho reluctantly followed Bakugo’s suit with the glass, tapping it against the table and pressing it against his lips letting the liquid pour down his throat.

It did in fact taste sweet, like the candies you had once brought from home. It left his mouth a little numb and the accompanying burn of his throat was pleasant against the cold nature.

Pouring a knuckles worth of liquor into his glass he set the bottle on the counter and trudged quietly to the bedroom the both of you shared. The light was on, though, it’s soft yellow warmth seeping from under the door. Shoto wasnt that tired this morning, was he? His right hand reached for the door as his left cooled the glass sitting in his hand.

“Shit…” the soft whisper of your voice flooded the room, out under the door and into Sho’s ears. His shoulders relaxed a bit, and tensed again all in the span of seconds before pushing the door open. The sight before him told him too much already. Your bag sat nestled on the bed.

“Y/N…?” His soft voice cracked a little on the syllables, you could have sworn he wasn’t here, you’d be gone before he’d be back. “Y/n, what are you doing?” Quietly you heaved a sigh, looking back to the bed before finding the courage and locking eyes with Shoto. Sweet Shoto, his white and red hair slicked back with sweat and dirt, his hand clutching the one of the glasses you gifted him the day he bought his apartment, his soft eyes looking at the scene in front of him.

“I can explain, Todoroki… please, ” You adjusted slightly on the bed. The man you loved stood before you wide eyed with sadness. That was sadness in his face, in his posture. Looking at Shoto you saw the exhaustion in them. You saw every line upon his delicate face.

“I-I can’t stay here, Shoto.” He watched in silence, his hands desperately trying to calm his quirk. “I need to leave. I’m leaving Shoto.” The words barely escaped your lips as you fought the lump in your throat. “It’s over.”

It felt as if the room were closing in on both of you. Shoto tried so hard to keep from dropping the glass as he slid it on the dresser. “If it’s something I said..”

“I cannot do this, Shoto.” Looking down at your hands you pulled the red and blue ring from your thumb.

“It’s beautiful.” Your words were soft as he slid it onto your finger.

“It’s a promise, that one day we will have everything we wanted in more. You make me a better man, Y/N. I’ll always be with you now. You never have to look far.”

“Please, let me…let me fix this, Y/N.” His panicked tone made you look up realizing he was standing there in front of you trying to stop you from pulling it off.

“You can’t fix me, Shoto.” Pushing his hand away you stood. The ring found its home in his hand. “I-I’m not a toy. I can’t look to you to fix me when I break. I’m not…broken.” Pulling the bag from the bed you slipped from the space and made your way to the bedroom door. “This isn’t…what I want. I can’t sit here and pretend that this is what I want.”

“What do you want?!” He was following you now, the burst of cold behind you was enough to say that.

“I want to grow, Shoto! I-I want to be happy and grow and live!” You turned, Shoto’s tall figure barely two steps behind, his face fell.

“Are you not happy with me?” His hand found his hair pulling the red and white strands simultaneously. “Are you not in love with me anymore…?” The bag slipped from your shoulder slowly, the only sound of his breathing as his panic attack grew larger. “There has to be something I can do…”

“Shoto, I love you with every fiber of my being, and I promise you I possibly always will. Y-you have shown me so much, but I need to leave. I need adventure and to find myself, I can’t do that being here and being what you want me to be.”

“What exactly do you think I want you to be…?”

“I don’t know, Shoto! And it’s killing me, it’s killing me to sit here and wait, not knowing who I am, who I’m meant to be. It’s killing me to not know anything about myself anymore. I was so lost in the thought of loving you I don’t know the real Y/N.”

“I know her, she’s lovely.” Shoto’s voice broke, his icy will melting in front of you. “She likes trashy romance and cupcakes that are too big for her face. Y/N loves to take her morning coffee out on the roof to watch the morning traffic and the sun rise. S-She loves art, all forms. Dancing, music, books, and paints. You have this look in your eye when your favorite food is on the table, or you make your favorite meal. Your fuzzy socks and stealing my sweaters, buying sweets for the children in the building, the peppermints you bring from home because they’re a little piece of Shoto in a neat little bundle.”

“Sho-“

“Am I not good enough for you…?” His hetero chromatic eyes blinked back the tears and looked down at the wood floor. “Be honest with me.”

“It’s over, Shoto. There’s no more good enough, there’s no more…no more us. Don’t.” You stumbled back a bit, the panic setting in, devastation, and heartbreak. “Don’t blame yourself, Todoroki. You’ll make it out alive “

There was a pause, a shuffle, the door opened and clicked shut. Shoto looked up, the apartment somehow even darker than when he came home 20 minutes ago. Your red shoes, the ones he kicked and fixed habitually were gone, the coat that hung on the rack next to the door gone too. Every little thing he had grown used to, now a black void in the too large apartment he now stood in.

Everything in that moment made his heart ache. The thought of losing her, the thought of ‘was he best for her?’ Shoto wanted to take everything and destroy it, wanted to rip the lump from his throat and toss it into the garbage disposal. Eyes burning with tears, he dropped to his knees and broke…

#18+#mdni #cau #Nessy.fic #shoto angst #shoto x reader #mha angst #bnha angst

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illuminatedquill · 3 years

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Nevertheless, Episode 9

More Thoughts/Analysis

“So it’s true, when all is said and done, grief is the price we pay for love.”

- E.A. Bucchianeri

Jae Eon’s Self Sabotage

Chekov’s Gun is the dramatic principle that details within a story will contribute to the overall narrative. You might have heard of this before in its simplest form: if there is a gun shown in Act 1, it absolutely must go off in Act 2 or 3. In episode 9 of Nevertheless, we have this scene right at the beginning:

Yes, that scene. Park Jae Eon sees Yang Do Hyeok standing off to the side as he waits outside Na Bi’s apartment to retrieve his stuff. Na Bi doesn’t know Do Hyeok is nearby. Jae Eon makes the calculation in his head and manipulates his way inside Na Bi’s apartment, knowing exactly what it looks like to Do Hyeok. It’s petty revenge for seeing Na Bi and Do Hyeok together on campus from earlier.

This is the gun. And it backfires on Jae Eon big time. Throughout the entire episode, his acts of sincerity towards Na Bi seem genuine and heartfelt, yet his action in that one scene undermines anything he attempts. It doesn’t work; to his mounting frustration, Na Bi and Do Hyeok continue to talk and meet as if nothing happened.

(We know that’s not the case as seen from Do Hyeok’s alone time but I’ll talk about that later in this post.)

It’s a ticking time bomb and it goes off at last in the rain scene. Nothing is working for him. He is desperate not to lose Na Bi. And he goes off in a drunken rage on Na Bi after she returns home on that fateful rainy night.

And he loses her. The gun goes off. Everything sincere he did turns rotten in Na Bi’s eyes after he reveals his actions. Actions have consequences, always rippling forward and affecting change in moments not yet experienced. He ruined his chances because of his petty cruelty towards Do Hyeok in the beginning. His sincerity only extended towards Na Bi and it was only to get her attention once more.

Jae Eon lost. Not so much to Do Hyeok, as he lost to Na Bi, who cares about him deeply. He underestimated her feelings towards Do Hyeok, assuming, like so many other viewers, that he was an an irritating distraction that refused to go away.

He can’t fathom why Do Hyeok still seems to like Na Bi after seeing them enter her apartment together. Is he really that incredible a person? What makes him so special?

Well, let’s talk about it.

Do Hyeok’s Crisis Playbook

We see from Do Hyeok’s time alone after his initial visit to Seoul that he is taking it pretty hard; I can’t really blame him, considering what he saw that night. His struggle is open, honest, and raw; like Na Bi, it affects him to the point that he can’t focus on his work (anyone seem to notice that Jae Eon’s work never seems to be affected by his feelings?).

It’s jealousy and insecurity eating away at him. Just like Jae Eon. He’s also desperate not to lose Na Bi but doesn’t want to do anything untoward or overboard because he’s afraid of ruining their friendship. Once again, his consideration is for Na Bi and how she feels, but he cannot ignore what he saw and how he feels about it.

So, what is our favorite Potato Boy to do? Park Jae Eon already made his move by staging that whole scene of him and Na Bi going into her apartment together. How does Do Hyeok fight back? What’s his playbook in this time of crisis?

He doesn’t fight back. And that’s how he stays in the game. Do Hyeok is not a player like Jae Eon; there isn’t a manipulative or deceptive bone in his body. Do Hyeok does what he always does and doubles down on his sincerity, on the strength of his feelings, and his faith in Na Bi.

Do Hyeok doesn’t play the game Jae Eon tries to involve him in. He always lays it all out on the table with Na Bi so there is no room for misunderstandings. That’s one of the reasons why their relationship works so well; they talk more. Not just about feelings or romance but about school or their day to day life. What they’re building now is something that can last a lifetime.

So he talks to her about it. And admits his jealousy. She wasn’t even aware that he had seen them and yet it sounds like he’s the one who is apologizing (even though he never let his hurt feelings show in his conversations with Na Bi, DO HYEOK YOU ARE TOO GOOD). He lays himself bare to her once more. We don’t see Na Bi’s response other than her shocked and guilty expression, which is annoying because it would definitely be interesting to see how she reciprocated his frankness.

(Underrated super cute scene between them in this episode; when they meet up at night and bring drinks for each other. It’s even the exact same drink. I was grinning like a maniac.)

But Na Bi is familiar with Jae Eon’s game. And when she finds out how badly Do Hyeok was hurt by Jae Eon’s actions (and how he involved her in it) Na Bi finally is snapped to her senses and severs the thread still binding her and Jae Eon together.

Na Bi’s choice isn’t shown as a redemptive or heroic moment. It never was supposed to be. Although I’m sure a lot of us were cheering in that moment, her moments of unrestrained grief alone afterwards are the sobering reality that love, as always, comes with a price.

Nabi’s Choice (The Review)

This is a follow up to my earlier post before episode 9 came out. So, now we see what Na Bi decides and, maybe, how it will all play out in the next episode (barring any last minute twists).

First, let’s address the still ongoing criticism I see regarding Na Bi and Do Hyeok’s relationship: lack of passion, no romantic vibes, blah blah blah. I wrote at length in a previous post why that isn’t true - at least on Do Hyeok’s part (one of the reasons why we don’t get internal monologue from Do Hyeok is because what else is he thinking about other than Na Bi?).

Na Bi, on the other hand, is still ambivalent about her feelings towards Do Hyeok. Episode 9 provided more clarity for her stance towards Jae Eon - he’s the dog shit she stepped on and was promptly wiped away in the grass - but Do Hyeok is still a mystery. Yes, she’s friendly, she cares, and genuinely enjoys being with him but the spice, the passion is missing. And that is kinda important for a romantic relationship.

Well. Look no more. Na Bi has spice for Do a Hyeok and it shows not once, but twice this episode. Where’s the passion? Jae Eon fucked around and found out. Very kind of him. Turns out Na Bi, like all of us who like Do Hyeok, will not tolerate any Do Hyeok slander and I am 100 PERCENT here for it.

There’s a scene shortly before the climatic rain fight where Na Bi is having another meeting with her assistants: the junior (does he have a name? Jin-su?) and Jae Eon. The junior talks to Na Bi about her and Park Jae Eon: the usual tired gossip of whether or not they’re dating. Na Bi waves it away like dandelion fluff.

And then the junior mentions Do Hyeok. “What about the noodle shop guy? Ever since the camp meeting, people have been saying there’s a higher chance you’re dating him.”

And Na Bi just . . . we’ve never seen this from her before, even when she broke up with Jae Eon in episode 5. Her whole demeanor turns ice cold and her voice is wicked sharp as she proceeds to shut down that avenue of questioning. The junior physically leans back from the force of her anger and wonders aloud why she’s so upset (you’re talking about her love life as gossip, idiot, why do you think she’s so upset). Jae Eon walks in and doesn’t see the foreshadowing; he just hears Do Hyeok and it feeds his jealousy.

There it is, everybody. Evidence of Na Bi’s feelings for Do Hyeok and what he means to her. Her protectiveness over him and her refusal to let him be involved in the drama surrounding herself and Jae Eon. Her desire to be the better around him; not because he asks (and he would never) but because his feelings for her make her think she might be worthy of such a love.

And then there’s the rain scene. Na Bi and Jae Eon, vulnerable in the rain. Na Bi admits to her faults in the relationship, how she brought this upon herself. No, she hasn’t been nice or good this whole time; in fact, she’s been kind of terrible. But Jae Eon revealing what he did and how it was to hurt Do Hyeok wakes her up and convinces that the time has come to end this “game”. It got Do Hyeok hurt because of her inability to end it with Jae Eon and good people don’t let that happen to people they care about.

So Na Bi ends it with Jae Eon and chooses herself. At last. And to do so, she has to cut out this malignant tumor of a relationship and, God, does it hurt so much to end it, but she gets it done and takes the first step to being a better person for herself.

The cinematography in this drama is top tier and we see her situation presented so viscerally. She’s alone, in the light, but it’s not a warm, redemptive light; it has a sickly, yellow tint and is surrounded by darkness.

But she’s still there. She still made it.

One Last Observation, I Promise

Last thing I noticed from this episode that I want to talk about: the professor’s critique of Na Bi. She specifically mentions that a good artist can inspire others and Na Bi, whether she realizes it or not, actually does do that.

Na Bi helps Do Hyeok with his videos, giving advice that helps boost their popularity and making them better.

Jae Eon is inspired to make the butterfly bracelet for Na Bi and gifts it to her.

The difference between the two? Do Hyeok actually thanks Na Bi for her help and points out that it was her influence that made his videos better.

Jae Eon obviously means his gesture to be romantic and sincere but he again fails to talk about why he’s doing it. The implication is there but Na Bi needs more than some vague nonsense.

Communication is at the heart of this episode and how, without it, relationships stagnate and fail. Bit Na + Gyu Hyun and Soljiwan couple - their relationships only progress because the couples voice their concerns and fears to one another. And instead of being rejected or being hurt, it allows their partners to reassure them and move forward with their relationship.

Why do Na Bi and Jae Eon fail? They. Don’t. Talk. Na Bi is stuck inside her head and Jae Eon relies on vague gestures and sexual chemistry to express himself.

Why do Na Bi and Do Hyeok succeed? Because they talk. About everything. Their dialogue is clear and honest and sincere without any hidden meanings or motives. And you see why Na Bi is rapidly moving more and more towards Do Hyeok and not Jae Eon.

(The preview does raise some questions about how it will all end but I don’t think the show is going to pull a bait and switch and have Na Bi end up with Jae Eon. I also don’t think it’s likely they’ll have an open ending, either. I’ll talk about that in another post.)

My next post will be what I envision to be the best version of a Na Bi and Do Hyeok endgame and what I mean by that since Na Bi shouldn’t be dating anyone right now. So, look forward to that.

Until next time, everybody. Thanks for reading this long ass post. Hope you enjoyed it.

#jtbc nevertheless #nevertheless #kdrama #han so hee #chae jong hyeop #song kang #yu na bi #yang do hyeok #park jae eon

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Pull of the Moon

Kirishima Eijirou

word count : 7.8k

[ ✘ (nsfw!), werewolf!au ]

themes : masturbation, licking/biting, dom!Kiri, rough sex, dirty talk, slight choking, friends to lovers, confession

bio : Eijirou makes sure he’s far away from you for when the heat cycle strikes, but just when he thinks your friendship is safe from his monstrous hormones, there you are at his doorstep.

author’s note : so this is a fic that i wrote years ago for my kpop blog, linked in my bio. i wanted to repost it here for bnha, just bc i like the way i wrote it and i think it’s pretty fitting character-wise for Kiri! plus im a slut for werewolf fics. and also i wanted to post something while work is keeping me from writing something 100% new rn :3 pls note this is NOT plagiarized as I am the original author of the original fic.

side note : if there are any places where it says Jae, Jaebum, etc. lemme know bc it was a quick job i did converting this to a Kiri fic lol like even the title is the same oops

also available on AO3 here

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“🅂o you’re sure you have to leave for tonight, Y/N?” Kirishima inquires, tilting his head in his open palm to crane his bright gaze up toward your face.

“Yeah, I don’t think I can get out of visiting my parents for dinner this time,” you reply, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear as you cuddle your chin into the warmth of Kirishima’s oversized scarf. The soft fabric grazes under your nose, and your eyes close blissfully as you inhale Kirishima’s strong, spicy aroma mingled with his cologne.

Kirishima watches you through slitted eyes, secretly pleased at your actions. Not that he would ever tell you, because that would be weird. He shuts his eyes tightly, telling himself in his head not to overthink it. Of course you like how he smells, he’s your friend. Friends like how each other smell… right? His body shivers as your fingers naturally slide into his thick, red hair. His face slides down as his body turns to jello, leaning completely on top of the table in complete euphoria at the feeling of your touch. If there was a price to have your hands on him for every hour of the day, he would pay it a thousand times over. His lips part as his jaw instinctively unhinges at your undivided attention like a newborn puppy, chin angling when your fingers slide down to the side of his jaw you brush just underneath it before pulling away.

“Eiji, I really do have to go,” you murmur, fingers retreating from his form as he lets out a low whine. One of his warm eyes opens, scowling at you playfully.

“Okay,” he sighs when you push out your chair and begin to gather your things. He places some money on the table before following you out of the coffee shop. “I’m jealous, please bring me some of your mom’s noodles. You know how much I like them, and her.“

“I will Eiji. But you’re lucky you’re not coming, because all they ever do is gush about what a cute couple we’d be and it always ends up being weird,” you trail off, nodding to yourself.

Kirishima nods too but his heart jumps at you thinking of him as an intimate partner.

“By the way, thanks for the latte. And tell Mina hello for me when you see her tonight,” you laugh with a suggestive wink.

Kirishima rolls his eyes. “You know I’m only spending the night with her to help her with her… issues."

You smack his arm and scoff. “As if that’s a burden to you! At least you’re spending the night having fun. I’m just gonna be answering the million questions my parents will be asking about you the whole time and falling asleep in my bed by myself."

“It’s not my fault I’m so lovable,” he banters, a cheeky grin splicing between his lips, trying to shake the image of you alone in bed out of his imaginative mind.

“Say that to you baku-squad,” you retort, the two of you now standing in front of the cafe as you linger before your journey to the bus station.

“Hey— wait, is that my scarf?” Kirishima asks, pretending to notice just now when he really did the moment you walked in two hours ago. But you looked so cute all bundled up in his scarf that he decided not to say anything, content to see you warm and happy in his own clothing.

“Huh? Oh, yeah,” you unwrap it from your neck and Kirishima gazes at the newly-revealed skin there with longing, forgetting about the scarf. “Eiji?"

He snaps out of it. “What? Oh— the scarf.. Keep it, I was just teasing,” he mumbles as you hook the material around the back of his neck. He’s considerably tall, massive frame towering over you so much that you have to strain your arms to fling the material onto his shoulders.

“That’s okay Eiji... you look cute in it, so wear it for Mina,” you smile half-heartedly, tugging the fabric at the ends to coil around his throat snugly. “Don’t worry about me."

“I always worry about you, Y/N,” Kirishima gazes into your eyes with a passionate longing undetectable to you. Not Mina, he wants to add.

“Well, don’t, Red, I’ll be okay. I always am,” you trace his jaw slowly with a finger before your hands fall at your sides, brushing off your coat.

Kirishima nods hesitantly, falling into a quiet, comfortable pace beside you.

Your boots quickly become cold as the two of you trudge through the slush from leftover snow, the bitter winter breeze chilling your nose and ears. Sooner than either of you would like, you’ve reached the bus station. Kirishima shuffles from foot to foot, arguing with himself as to if he should ask you to stay and have dinner with him instead of going on the hour-long ride to your parents’.

“Are you sure this is okay? You don’t want me to come with you? Or I can drive you. The roads aren’t that great tonight… Mina will understand. She doesn’t— We’re not dating, you know— me and her, I mean, I only… help her as a friend.. So I can cancel, and she won’t have any issues. She has lots of other guy friends,” Kirishima reasons.

“Eiji,” you chuckle, taking your duffel bag from his hand that he’d carried for the journey here, “Mina needs you.”

But I need you, Kirishima thinks as he bites his lip. “Okay… have a safe ride then. And text me when you get there.”

“Yes, Dad,” you laugh. You slip into his arms easily, almost naturally, and press your face against his chest beneath his wool jacket.

Kirishima’s arms encircle you immediately, instinctively pulling you to him as his chin falls atop the crown of your head. “I’ll miss you,” he breathes.

“Don’t be weird, Eiji,” you giggle, pulling away from him much too soon for his liking. “See you tomorrow.”

Kirishima watches you walk into the bus terminal, duffel bag in your hand with his heart unknowingly tucked deep inside of it.

Kirishima paces back and forth between the couch and the dining table. His nerves are shaky and his body uncharacteristically twitchy. He’d been smelling female wolves around the city all day while he was out with you, but he managed to ward them off with icy glares and his steel-strong self-control. It also helped that you were there to distract him, seeing as when he wasn’t with you, you were the only thing on his mind. But now that he was alone— Mina had cancelled on him to spend the night with an “old friend” that had come back to town— and he was all by himself, he was feeling the full effects of the female wolf hormones he’d breathed in for the past twelve hours.

He closes his eyes as his mind wanders to the image of you wrapped up in his scarf in the cafe; the warm scent of coffee; the condensation on the windows; your light-filled eyes on him; the scent of your freshly-washed hair… He opens his eyes, tongue running over his front teeth as he feels the evident, sharp prod of his elongated cuspids as a result of his piqued interest. He groans, feeling his eyes dilate just the slightest of fractions. He sits on the floor, sliding down the wall with a frown on his plump lips.

Kirishima watches the hands of the clock tick on the wall in front of him for a moment before he shuts his eyes and smacks his head back against the drywall, a loud whine releasing from his throat. The apartment lacks of things that could possibly captivate his attention at the moment; all he can do is think about you— your pretty face, your gentle caress on his skin just hours before. There are no messages from you and his sensitive ears long to hear the chime notification that signifies your safe arrival.

“Just friends,” he murmurs, “just friends, just friends, just friends."

He tries to breathe in deeply to relax himself, but success quickly slips through his grasp as the scent of you lingers on the scarf casually thrown over the back of the sofa. His jaw clenches as his teeth gnash, taking in your alluring aroma. He tries to think of something— anything else, but he eventually gives up, slamming his palms flat on the hardwood floor as he pushes himself up. He lunges toward the couch, throwing himself onto the open cushions as his hands immediately find the soft cotton. He brings the material to his nose, a low moan falling from his open mouth as the intense smell floods his senses.

“Fuck,” he murmurs, readjusting his hips as he feels his body reacting swiftly to the pull of your scent. He hisses lightly as he feels the blood rush to his pants, wiggling his hips around to feel the delicious friction against his hardening erection. He rubs the inside of his thigh gently with his palm, imagining your small hand instead of his on his jean-clad length. “God, this is so fucked,” he gasps, grip strengthening on himself through his jeans. Originally his plan for the evening consisted of fucking Mina senseless and imagining it was you, but seeing as she had cancelled, this was the next best option.

Kirishima fumbles with his belt and shimmies out of his jeans, ripping his constrictive t-shirt over his head and whipping it elsewhere into the living room. He kicks the denim off from around his ankles next, one hand holding the soft fabric of the scarf close to his nose and the other trailing toward his throbbing hard-on from the bend of his knee; how he imagines your hand would do.

A feral grunt dislodges from the back of his throat as he pictures your hair falling around your perfectly cherubic face that leans down toward his own, one hand pressing his chest down against the couch cushion and the other hand on his thigh tracing the outline of his cock straining against his briefs. His hips jerk as his forefinger runs from tip to base, his thumb sliding backwards over the previous route to caress the head of his dick gently in circular swipes. He seals his lips together by sucking in the bottom one, his canines lengthened by arousal piercing the soft flesh of the lower lip so that a metal taste floods his mouth, but he only closes his eyes and continues his ministrations.

Kirishima continues to skim the pads of his fingertips over the prominent erection that pushes against his underwear in defiance, face pressed into the back of the sofa so the cushions catch his heavy moans instead of his neighbors. He halts for a moment so he can find a throw pillow to sink his fangs into, positioning the scarf above his lip and against the pillow so it presses right against his hypersensitive nose. A strangled moan tears from him, his hand immediately returning to his leaking hard-on. It dips underneath the band of his boxers before it wraps around his width, squeezing tight. His body shakes and he sucks in a breath, squirming to lay flat against the leather of the sofa. Slowly he moves his hand up to encompass the head, a heavy snarl being lost into the throw pillow. He strokes himself teasingly, thumb trailing behind to caress the aching tip. His hips push into the cushion as his body moves to a natural rhythm, thrusting them up slightly as his fist falls back down toward his abdomen. The thick precum dribbling from his tip lathers his palm so his cock slides into it easily. His eyelashes tickle his high cheekbones as his eyes shut tighter, fingertips tracing the prominent vein on the underside of his shaft.

The sofa wheezes as he shifts, impatiently pushing his briefs down in one tug to rest on his mid-thighs. He scoots off of the sofa and onto the hardwood floor, kneeling as he places his fist onto the tabletop, lining his hips delicately before sliding his length into his firm grasp. He whimpers into the pillow, now damp with his saliva, and hunches over the table, his free arm curled underneath his broad torso. The fabric of the scarf tickles his nose but he inhales deeper, hips pushing in and out of his fist quickly. He imagines you beneath him instead of the table and his fist, moaning with him as his canines sink into your neck to mark you as his and only his. His destitute wails are swallowed by the soft pillow and the scarf as he keeps thrusting steadily, imagination running so wildly he can almost feel your legs on either side of him, pushing him further inside of you.

“Oh, Y/N,” he grunts, cuspids fully lengthened and sharpened now in desire, piercing the soft fabric of the pillow almost enough so his bottom and top teeth could touch through the plush object,” Y/N, I’m gonna—“

Knock knock knock.

Kirishima’s body stills as he opens his eyes, disappointment rushing through him at the sight of the coffee table underneath him. He wants to scream, but he just shuts his eyes, taking a breath in before sliding his hard cock out of his fist and tucking the slick inconvenience back into his boxers. His breath is labored and heavy, but he manages to find his jeans and slip them on anyway. “One sec,” he says loudly, fastening the button before hesitantly wiping his hand on the side of the denim. He can’t help but sulk as he walks over and picks his shirt up from the floor, breathing deeply and hoping his canines aren’t too obvious of an indicator as to what he was just doing… not to mention the angrily-pulsing dick resting against the inside of his thigh.

He strides toward the door, opening it ready to tell Mina he thought she’d cancel when he’s greeted with your sweet face and the scent of Italian food. His jaw almost hits the floor as he gapes at you, dick pressing longingly against his jeans at your familiar smell, but in person it radiates off of you so strong he almost lunges at you. You’re looking up at him with those bright cheerful eyes he loves, a timid smile on your lips as you swing the takeout bag back and forth behind your back in anticipation.

“Hi, Eiji,” you smile and set the bag on the ground next to the door before you turn around and take his tense body into your arms, throwing yourself onto him.

A gasp rips from his throat but quickly turns into a cough, body trembling at your singeing touch. His jaw quivers as he conceals his pointed teeth, angling his thigh away from you strategically. “Y-Y/N, w-what are you doing here?” He manages to ask, lips sealing immediately once the words are pushed out. His hands remain clenched at his sides; he’s scared that if he touches you now he won’t be able to stop.

“There was a freak accident on the highway ahead of my bus… We had to turn back. My parents don’t mind though, they said we can reschedule. Maybe you won’t need to miss my mom’s noodles this time; you can come if you want. By the way, I brought Italian!” You smile as you pick up the bag and brush past him, leaving him standing there, looking at the door with a glare.

You move around the sofa and sit on one of the leather cushions, setting the bag onto the coffee table. “Ew Eiji,” he sits next to you stiffly, eyes widening as you reach over to the table and poke a finger into the slick trail of precum that had dribbled out of his fist just moments ago. “What is this? Do you ever clean this apartment?” You giggle, unfolding the paper bag the food had come in and wiping your finger on your skirt. “Anyway, I got food from your favorite place and made sure I got the breadsticks with the extra sauce ‘cause I know you lov—“

A quiet groan escapes Kirishima’s mouth as he puts his head in his hands— your scent, your alluring body, your heart-swelling gaze, just you, being here—it’s too much for his raging hormones.

“Ei? Are you okay?” You ask, scooting closer and pressing the back of your hand to his forehead. He’s shaking and you don’t know why, so you bring his head to rest against your collar, just above your fluttering heart. “Eiji, you’re burning up…”

He stays pressed against you, the desperation and torture he felt earlier suddenly fleeting and gone from his body as your own erases them completely. He swallows. It feels so good, but he knows it’s wrong. This is wrong when you’re just his friend and his dick is leaking into his underwear for you as you hold him like this.

“Get out,” Kirishima murmurs, eyes set on the paper bag.

You still, slowly pulling him. “W-What Eiji?”

“You need to leave,” he says through his teeth, jaw set tight.

“Eijirou.. I don’t understand— is this how you treat someone when they bring you your favorite food?” You spit, hands curling into frustrated fists.

Kirishima ignores you, knowing he can apologize tomorrow when he’s in the right mindset but you being here with him at the moment could jeopardize your entire relationship.

“I… Is it… her? Is it Mina?” You murmur, and Kirishima’s gaze turns to you sharply at the drop in your tone. His lips part to say something to soothe your confidence as he sees it shatter. “I didn’t realize— I thought—” you breathe in sharply and shake your head, shooting up from your spot and rushing around the sofa.

Kirishima beats you to the door, palm reaching over your shoulder to slam it just as you can get it open a sliver. He grabs your biceps, spinning you around and pressing you against the door with his hand as a cushion to break your impact.

“It’s never been Mina,” he snarls, knee splitting your legs and sliding up the gap between your thighs to press against your core; your panties and his jeans the only thing separating your center from his skin.

Your eyes widen and you gasp as his hands cup your face with care, scarlet eyes searing into your own with an intensity you’d never seen before. His pupils are dilating with every second, a black coal seemingly swallowed up by the burning fire of his irises.

“It’s you, Y/N,” he murmurs, eyes shutting into a long blink, and when they open again the red you’re used to is flooded with tendrils of electric amber and yellow. “It’s always been you, and it’ll always be you.”

You gape at him as he holds you there, against his front door, professing his love to you.

“I need you Y/N, I need you so bad it fucking hurts not being able to touch you,” he growls lowly. “If you can’t love me back, you have to leave, now. I don’t want your lust, I can smell it from here,” his honeyed eyes roll back as he takes in a whiff of the wanton-perfumed air around you, mouth parting and you watch his pink tongue slide over his elongated canines, feeling a tremor between your legs. His eyes open and they set straight on yours with a certain determination.

“I can’t wake up next to you tomorrow and have tonight be just for friends with benefits. I love only you, Y/N,” Kirishima delivers, voice never quivering,“now tell me you feel the same, or go.”

There’s a slight fragility in his gaze that begs you not to break his heart. He peers into you at such a small distance that you can see every brilliant fleck of gold in his sinful eyes, warm ginger bursting around the outer ridges of his irises that focus solely on you. The dim lighting casts stretched shadows from his long, dark lashes; his bronzed skin glowing subtly to intensify his passionate gaze.

“Kirishima,” you place a hand on his clenched but trembling jaw, tilting your face to look him in the eye better. “You’ve been hurting all this time for no reason.”

His scarlet gaze lights with hope and happiness. “Say it then,” he whispers, words soft and nearly begging, as if he fears if his voice is too loud he’ll wake from a dream.

“Kirishima Eijirou, I love you, too. God, I have beein in love with you for so long,” you reply, and he wastes no time as his mouth descends upon yours. He presses your lips to his passionately, hands resting on your hips and rubbing the smooth skin there underneath your blouse. You gasp as they guide your hips gently in circles against his kneecap, your mouth falling open at his forward actions. He takes advantage of your open mouth and darts his tongue in, tangling it with yours in a powerful embrace.

His steady clutch on your waist drags your body up his clothed thigh, and a soft, unabashed moan falls from your lips at the action. The taut muscle of his leg between his jeans and your panties rubs graciously against your flustered center, making your head loll back to rest against the door.

“Don’t do that,” Kirishima groans, a hand leaving your warm hip and tilting your head forward once again to look at him directly. His fingers trail against your smooth neck, feeling the rapid pulse beneath the tender skin. His palm curls softly around the back of your neck, pressing you closer to him as his other arm hooks underneath your bottom. You squeak in surprise and cling to him, legs wrapping around his midsection and core pressing upon his rigid erection.

You look at him with wide eyes as he throws his head back, sucking in air harshly between his clenched jaw. “Fuck, yes,” he hisses, holding you tighter and stalking over to the sofa. He places you in between the two cushions, standing in front of you and looking down, breathing laboriously before he tilts his head back again, willing for some kind of miraculous strength to get him through the night without sealing you to him forever.

“How come you get to do that and I don’t?” You frown as he looks down at you before he crouches, his face dropping just below your own to gaze up at you.

“Because you don’t have the urge to sink your three-centimeter canines into my throat,” his upper lip curls back as he shows you the result of his attraction to you.

You look at him with unintentionally pouted lips, batting your eyelashes as you take in his words. Isn’t that how werewolves marry or something? You think. Kirishima had explained it all once before, one night when you were both wasted at three in the morning at some bar on the outskirts of the city.

“God, can you look unattractive for one second while I try to pull myself together?” Kirishima groans, a hand running through his disheveled hair.

“Who said I want you to pull yourself together?” You inquire, scooting toward the lip of the cushion.

Kirishima looks at you warily with an underlying, longing hunger before you place your hands on either side of his sharp jaw and bring his lips to yours. Your eyes close immediately and his blissfully, your hands gliding down his neck to his broad chest. You grapple onto his wide shoulders, one hand burying into the hair at the base of his neck to push him into the kiss even more.

His throat vibrates gently with an almost-inaudible growl, and you part his tender lips with a swipe of your tongue, the pink muscle coasting in and gently feeling the warm, smooth hardness of his cuspids.

Kirishima untucks your blouse in one pull, fingers nimbly undoing each button before sliding the clothing off your shoulders and tossing it away. His hands lay strategically on your ribs, fingertips brushing the underwire of your bra just barely.

He pulls you forward into his arms, hands splaying onto your back with delight, fingers undoing the fastening between your shoulder blades with glee. You lean into him as he flings the bra in the direction of the blouse, mouth instantly latching to your breast and tongue twirling around the swollen bud. You wail, pushing him closer as his teeth bump against your nipple and his lips grow taut with a warm smirk, depraved gaze intense as ever.

You want more than ever to throw your head back onto the top of the sofa, but you know you’re forbidden to do so. Instead, you slide your body further down onto the cushions, hips brushing against Kirishima’s torso as his mouth leaves your nipples, your face coming to a stop directly in front of his. Your hands cup his angular jaw again, coaxing his lips onto yours into an ardent kiss. His long eyelashes flutter against your blushed cheeks, his coarse hair drifting softly through your digits.

His hands land on your rolling hips, scuttling closer on his knees so his crotch feels the steady rhythm. He hums, a primitive trembling in his throat that sounds more like a soft growl. Your hands fall to the hem of his snug t-shirt, which he gladly expels into the corner toward your blouse and bra. You lean back a bit and admire his toned form. His broad chest, pectorals curving dramatically to his wide shoulders seamlessly; the v shape tapering down to the top of his jeans; the faint trail of dark hair waning below the brass button to his jeans; the way his abdominal muscles flex with each heavy breath; the salient outline against his thigh that both he and you know aches for your attention.

You can’t help yourself. You reach between his strong thighs, fingers skimming along the bulge mockingly. Kirishima’s head rolls full circle, hand clutching your wrist tightly as he stares into you, lips parting and hot pink tongue gliding along his white, sharp teeth. “That was very naughty of you,” he murmurs, honeyed eyes darkening to a burnt orange. Trepidation ignites in your heart, but also desire floods your senses as well as your panties.

“Eijirou,” you breathe and his lip curls back into a snarl, a loud growl releasing from his throat. His nostrils flare and he swallows harshly.

“Say it again,” he orders, leaning into your face.

“E-Eijirou,” it comes out as a whisper, but his sensitive ears hear the slight whine to your tone, and his cock jumps at the sound against your eager fingertips. “You like it when I say your name, Eiji?”

His tongue runs swiftly over his lip, his eyeing your chest hips hungrily. His hand reached forward on its own accord, sliding effortlessly under the soft material of your skirt to press against your warmed, wet panties. His lips curve into a devious smirk, fangs poking out slightly as his dark, copper-tainted eyes set on yours. “Mmm, and you like it when I growl for you, baby girl?”

“God, yes Eiji,” you answer and gulp at his overwhelming intensity. He trains his gaze to the movement of your fragile throat, tongue flicking around one canine subconsciously. A deep purr of sorts emanates from him in approval, making your legs tremble and press together around his intruding forearm.

He smiles devilishly, white teeth glinting in the dim lighting. His other hand circles round your back, pushing your tailbone so your body slides forward on the couch, to the very edge of the cushion. His fingers nudge your thong aside, immediately met with your poignant arousal. The tips of his middle and ring finger separate your folds facilely, gliding over your entrance and clit making you bite your lip to hold in an impatient moan. “Oh baby, you’re so wet for me,” he chuckles. “If only we’d figured this out sooner.”

“Eiji, fuck,” you cry when he rubs your clit gently, your jaw trembling as you sag against his arm’s firm hold and the back of the sofa. You can’t throw your head back so you lean forward, elbows falling on Kirishima’s generous shoulders, the side of your face against his soft hair as his tongue guides a pebbled nipple into his mouth, caressing it slowly and pressing it against his teeth. You whimper pathetically, his thumb replacing his fingers as they slide down and glide half-way right into your awaiting entrance.

He hooks the two fingers and presses repeatedly, making you shove his face closer to your breasts in pleasure. He slides them deeper, knuckles lapping against your slick entrance as his tongue works diligently on your nipple. You clench around him and moan loudly at the depth his fingers achieve, the feeling of total ecstasy near. It had been a long time since a man had touched you, and it was no where near as incredible as having Kirishima’s thick fingers rubbing inside you.

“Eijirou, that feels so—” you warn but he only picks up the pace. He leans down, tongue replacing his thumb smoothly and you almost scream. He strokes your clit fervently, tongue lapping persistently up and down as his long canines brush on either side, his fingers curling and straightening at the same pace. “Fuck Eiji— I’m seriously gonna cum,” you pant, falling back against the back of the sofa.

He looks up at you mischievously, dark eyes alight with arousal and a touch of humor. You feel his full lips in a smirk as he wraps them around your clit, tongue lavishing it faster. One hand falls to his hair, gripping it tight as the other curls against your mouth, your eyes shutting tight as your orgasm smashes against you like a wave crashing down upon you. You moan, body quivering in Kirishima’s strong grip, wiggling pointlessly against the sofa cushions.

Kirishima doesn’t cease until you’ve returned from your high, standing up and unfastening his jeans quickly, pushing them down and kicking them off when they reach his ankles. You sit up from your slumped position, hands landing on his thighs and traveling around to rub the backs of them in anticipation. Kirishima watches you hungrily, his thick cock longing for your attention. You lean forward, almost touching where he wants you most, before you look up at him and give him your most innocent doe eyes you can muster after having his sinful session on you just moments before. You bat your lashes and he growls loudly, fists clenching at his sides.

“Y/N,” he advises, tone a little menacing. You tilt your head and press your lips against his erection through his briefs, a low groan sounding from above you. You kiss down toward the tip and back up to the base of his shaft before you reach up and untuck him, briefs sliding to the hardwood floor. You smirk as you look at what you’ve done to him. His dick is throbbing gently as you rest it against a palm, beads of translucent-white precum adorning the tip of the red, swollen tip. You repeat your kiss trail on his bare skin, his cock twitching at the action as you feel the vein underneath contract harshly. When you reach the base your tongue pokes out, tracing up and down the prominent vein on the underside.

Kirishima watches you with a dark, maleficent gaze, throat tightening and a growl tumbling out when you take the head into your mouth, sucking teasingly as your tongue dances around the leaking tip. “Fuck yes, baby girl. Just like that."

You retreat with a loud pop, smiling up at him and his heart flutters in his chest at the pureness of it. With an open mouth you glide your tongue along the sides of him to slicken his entire length before your lips encompass the tip and suddenly his dick is touching the back of your throat and you don’t even seem to mind. Kirishima lets out a strangled moan of shock, watching your head bob energetically up and down his hot length. He watches you in awe for a few minutes, just dazed this is really happening and he’s not waking up abruptly like when he’d dreamt this scenario so many nights before.

He snaps out of it suddenly, aware his cock is tensing the way it does when he’s about to cum. You’d noticed, too, at the feel of the harsh, bulging vein on the under-shaft, slowing down to a halt and leaning back to catch your breath.

“Baby you did so good,” he praises, hands cupping your face and you beam at him proudly. “Now take off your skirt for me.”

You comply eagerly, shimmying out of the cotton garment, your thong following close behind. Kirishima smugly watches the stings of your arousal snap as your panties are thrown onto the floor, fist stroking his length slowly to keep himself at bay.

“Turn,” he instructs, other hand guiding you to face away from him,” knees on the couch, now.”

You do as told, looking back at him over your shoulder expectantly. He smiles and steps forward, and your back arches as you feel his length glide against your dripping entrance.

“Be a good girl for me, okay? Do not let me get anywhere near your throat, got it? If I do, I’ll sink my teeth into you so fast you won’t know what’s happening. And then you’re stuck with me for life. So watch out for yourself, baby. This is your only warning,” he murmurs, lips brushing the shell of your ear before a hand lands on your hip and suddenly he’s pushing into you, a gasp tearing from your throat as he stretches you to your capacity. When his hips bump against your ass your eyes have already rolled back in delirium, your lip falling open in shock.

He pulls out half-way before sheathing back inside slowly, a whine releasing from your mouth. His hand remains on your hip while the other grabs a fistful of your hair, trailing out again before snapping in. The tip of his cock nestles so deep in you that tears dot along your bottom lashes; the feeling is so blissful and fulfilling that your emotions skyrocket.

“Eijirou— oh, yes,” you whimper as he repeats the action, movements still paced and measured to help you adjust to his size.

“Feel good, baby? ‘Cuz this feels amazing for me— you feel amazing on me, Y/N,” he grunts, fingers gripping the skin of your hip tighter as he angles your face so he can see it with his other hand.

“Yes, fuck yes, you feels so good,” you commend as the pace intensifies, making a moan spill out of you. He groans from behind you, letting go of your hair and placing his hand on your other hip to keep you steady. You clutch onto the top of the sofa tightly as he pounds into you, and you gasp as a hand leaves your hip for a moment and delivers a sharp smack to your ass, making your back arch into Kirishima’s grasp. You’re babbling now, your entire body thrumming with pleasure. “Oh god—ohgodohgodohgodohgod.”

Kirishima hisses as he watches the bright pink mark on your ass cheek tremble as his hips slam against yours, bottom lip tucked under his offending cuspids. He licks his lip to keep from drooling onto you, eyes trained on your perfect figure that he’s fucking into the sofa. Pleasure courses through his body, intensified at the sound and obvious proof of your own satisfaction as he thrusts into you quickly.

“Again,” you lament softly, and if he hadn’t been a werewolf with keen hearing he wouldn’t have heard your request over the assaulting sound of your skin slapping against his. He delivers and slaps your other cheek sharply, a lustful mix between a gasp and a moan escaping you.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy, baby,” Kirishima admires, smirking as you turn slightly to look at him. He grabs your shoulder and pulls your torso back, slamming it against his as his other hand wraps around your throat snugly to stop his innate temptation to leave his mark there. The other hand leaves your arm and instead bands around your waist, pressing you flush against him. His hips retreat and pound into you in the new position, and you rest your head back onto his shoulder since your neck is safe from his view with his large hand covering it.

You stare into each other as he continues, and you move your hips back as he moves his in, making each thrust more powerful. His lips find yours and they mould easily, your hand coming up to caress his jaw and press his face closer to yours.

“Eiji, your cock feels so good,” you pant between his kisses and potent strokes, “God, you’re so big.”

“Mmm, I love when you talk dirty to me,” Kirishima murmurs against your mouth, a bead of sweat trickling down the side of his face.

It’s fucked up but his tight hold on your throat is only turning you on more, making your eyes close as each thrust feels better than the last.

“Fuck, Ei,” you groan, slouching back against his toned form as the pleasure is too great.

“Here, baby,” he says, cock slipping out of you before picking you up, walking briskly out of the common space and into a hallway, then finally into his bedroom. He shuts the door with his foot, laying you gently onto his messy bedsheets and blankets. He rolls you over onto your stomach before he climbs on top of you, hovering above you before he slips back in with ease.

You moan and tuck your face into the sheets that smell like him, his arms bracing on either side of your head as his forearms rest next to yours, elbows bent and fists clenched. His hips swing effortlessly into yours, making a loud, crude slapping sound echo around the room. You moan almost pathetically into the sheets, turning to lay your face to the side so Kirishima can hear your noises of pleasure. He kisses your cheek sweetly before moving to your jaw and nibbling there gently, his tempo still quick and lethal. His tip, nestled deep inside, assaults your g-spot and you purr in content at the sensation, a gasp escaping you as he plunges in a little more forcefully. His hand wraps around your throat again, lifting your head up as his lips meet yours tenderly. His tongue plays with yours gently, a stark contrast to your hips. The hold on your throat is firm but also soft, and his thumb brushes along your jawline as his fingertips push into your racing pulse.

His hand leaves you and suddenly you’re on your back, Kirishima dragging your body up the bed so your head lays on the pillows. He smiles widely before he swoops in and his lips take yours again. His cock glides right back in, and you moan loudly into the kiss as the tip brushes your g-spot at a different angle than before. Your pussy quivers around him as he picks up the pace again, one arm folding under and around your waist and the other holding your chin, elbow digging into the mattress to keep himself propped up. His kisses trail from your lips to your chin and jaw, tongue sliding out and lathering your skin gently. Your eyes open as it slides down your throat, and the slight point of his canines poke against your skin. You quickly take his head in your hands, guiding his lips back to yours.

“Baby, I’m gonna cum,” he murmurs against your lips, eyebrows scrunched in concentration, breath heavy as his exhausted hips keep up the erratic pace against yours. He whimpers as your walls constrict around him firmly.

“I’m close, too, Eiji,” you mumble, legs folding around his waist, your arms tangling around his torso with your hands on each shoulder blade, fingernails gripping his slick skin. One of his hands is pressed into the sheets by your shoulder, propping him up, and the other is going white on your hip from his tight hold.

“God, you feel so fucking good,” he snarls, voice low and resonating with a growl. You watch his abdomen accordion as he flexes in and out of you with apparent effort, drops of sweat gliding down his broad chest. He throws his head back and whines as your nails dig into his strong shoulder muscles, chasing his imminent ecstasy.

Watching his body tremble and exert itself to bring you to your euphoria pushes you toward your own climax, and the feeling of his hand on your hip and the way his lip pinches between his teeth makes your eyes roll back and your body tense as you fall off the cliff, hurtling down into the thrashing waves of your orgasm. You call his name in a strangled cry, limbs clutching onto him for dear life as the pleasure shakes through you. His hips don’t stop; plunging further into you and pushing you harder under the tides of your climax. Your body shivers and you’re so out of it you don’t notice Kirishima’s thrusts becoming volatile, his arm that had once propped his torso above yours curling beneath your back to press your torso against his.

A growl of victory splits from deep in his throat as he approaches his own high, muscles tense in anticipation for the long-awaited prize. He shudders and suddenly his cuspids are lodged deep in your throat, and it feels like he’s just been run over by an eighteen-wheeler of ecstasy. His jaw shakes as his eyes close, abdomen convulsing as he spills deep into you in long, relentless spurts. The combination of his orgasm and his marking you almost make him pass out in an exhaustive pleasure.

Just as you’d come to from your orgasm, searing pain splices through you as Kirishima’s fangs split your skin and neck tissue, your jaw opening but no sound releasing. And just as fast as the pain had arrived, it’s replaced and you’re submerged back into the tidal waves of a new climax, making you clench and flex around Kirishima’s throbbing member that pulses into you.

His fingers clasp the skin of your hips so strongly the skin turns white, but your own nails lodge into his shoulders to grapple him to you; the both of you holding each other as if your lives depend on it. The sheets around you are twisted and damp from your sweat, but the two of you only seem to care about each other; drifting numbly and blissfully in your shared euphoria.

After a moment Kirishima’s body sags, sliding slightly to the side of yours as his muscles stop tensing and he stops physically releasing into you. His teeth still woven deep into your neck, he doesn’t dare move his face.

As the tides form your orgasm slowly recede, your body hums in a warm satisfaction and a certain numbness. Your hands rove over Kirishima’s expansive back soothingly, and he exhales with a content but tired moan in response.

Very timidly, Kirishima stretches his jaw to the maximum before he pulls away from your neck, leaving your head buzzing lightly. He licks the puncture wounds instantly, enzymes in his saliva helping to start the healing process while he cleans away the scarlet blood that beads there. He ghosts a kiss over your jaw before he pulls away, smiling warily as his eyes meet yours.

The primal amber and yellow shades are gone, leaving behind the warm red you’d fallen in love with. They cast over your face in total adoration, with a hint of fear.

He looks away as he slides out of you, his release immediately following and forming a wet puddle on his sheets. Your cheeks flush even though it isn’t your fault, but he just smiles and presses a kiss to one of them as if silencing your unnecessary embarrassment.

Kirishima reclines next to you, pulling the blanket at the foot of the mattress up to rest on top of the two of you. He collects you into his arms, your body weak and unprotesting. His legs entwine with yours, pressing every piece of skin he can to yours. He makes sure to be careful with your neck, kissing it gently once more before settling his face next to yours. The kiss makes the skin tingle and heat, a fuzzy warmth flooding your body as you smile shyly.

“I told you not to let me get near your neck,” Kirishima says softly as your eyes close, eyelashes brushing over his collarbone. “Do you know what this means, Y/N?” He tries again at your silence, thinking you don’t understand the severity of the situation. His fingertips run up and down your naked spine relaxingly.

“It means you need to work on your self-control,” you murmur, giggling quietly into his chest.

“Y/N, this isn’t a joke,” he says lowly, “I don’t kno-“

You cut him off. “It isn’t a joke, I know, Eijirou. It means we’re tied together, forever— meaning we, this, us— we’re permanent. We’re wolf-married or whatever the term is now, I know. You can never love another person again, and neither can I,” your hand rests on his pectoral, a finger tracing along his nipple so you have something to look at instead of his face. “If you can’t deal with that, I’m sorry, but I can. I’m yours, Kirishima, always have been, always will be. If you don’t want that, then I’m sorry but you just sealed your fate with mine and there’s nothing I can do about that.”

“Oh,” Kirishima exhales, blinking. The only light in the room is from the window above the desk, moonlight casting the bed in a dim white light. He shuffles, pulling your body closer to his, smiling into your hair with a stupidly happy grin. “I just wanted to make sure that’s what you want. I.. uh, I feel the same,” he murmurs against the shell of your ear giddily.

“Good,” you reply, eyes closing as you nuzzle your face closer to his warm heart.

It’s silent for a moment before Kirishima clears his throat gently. You peek one eye open, awaiting his words.

“Um… I love you, Y/N… a lot,” he says rather nervously, gulping softly as he pauses for a response.

“I love you too, Eiji,” you kiss his chest gently, sighing contently.

“And, uh, Y/N?”

“What, Eiji?”

“I’m glad it’s you who I’m wolf-married to.”

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purpleyellow · 4 years

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Bon Voyage season 4

BTS 8th member

Sunny’s masterlist

“Sunny during Bon Voyage 4″ Shout out to the Bon Voyage anon!

a/n: It took a while but it’s done. Your opinion is very important for me, send feedback and requests anytime 💜 Also, don’t be shy and interact a little, ask box is always open

(Italics means the person is speaking in English)

“It’ll be around 45 minutes until we get to the destination” Jimin spoke from the passenger seat after reading the GPS.

Jungkook nodded while starting the camping trailer they were in and Suny got comfortable in the small table the van had, Hoseok and Taehyung sat in front of her. The other members were driving in an SUV.

“Are you going to read during the trip?” Hobi asked the girl pointing to the book she had placed on top of the table “We’ll probably be noisy so I don’t know if it’s the best idea right now”

As he said that, Jimin pressed play on his phone and the melody of Ddaeng started playing as Taehyung turned the electric microphone on, singing with his whole soul and ignoring the two members talking.

“I was going to see if I would be able to read without having motion sickness but I guess I won’t be able to do that now” She sighed looking at the noisy boys and head bopping to the beat. “Ahh, New Zealand”

Looking out of the window, Sunny got lost in the view as she sang along with the boys, the small road trip passing by relatively fast for her.

“Okay, let’s go,” J-Hope said opening the backdoor of the vehicle and the three members in the back instantly got hit by a very cold breeze “Maybe not without coats,” He said turning around and Sunny grabbed the big trench jacket she had miraculously found in the store they had gone to earlier.

Putting on the black thing on top of her jeans and pink sweater, she finally got out of the car and ran to the fence that divided a big field filled with sheep. Waving at them, she unintentionally caught the attention of the pastor there.

“You guys are recording something?” the middle-aged man asked her pointing at the cameras recording the rest of the members who were only starting to make their way to where she was.

“Yes, it’s kind of a Reality thing” She answered and smiled politely, not wanting to give off too much information about what they were doing.

“Oh okay, I’ll see if the dog brings them over so you and your friends can interact with them” The man did a head nod and whistled to the dog. Jungkook approached Sunny after a little sprint, leaning on the fence as well to get a better look in the approaching sheep. “Come inside, there’s no problem”

Opening a little gate for them, and the other members, a few of them walked inside and started taking pictures with the animals and the landscape for a moment, until it got too cold for them and they decided to go inside to grab warm drinks.

“Are you ordering?” Sunny asked Hoseok as Namjoon told him the same of the drinks and he nodded to her.

“Putting to work the English I learned in the US” He smiled and waved the waiter over “You want coffee right?”

“You got it” She answered him in English making RM chuckle. They walked together to the table and waited for the waiter to bring them their drinks.

The group spent a good amount of time just sitting in the small restaurant as some of them rested and J-Hope and Taehyung recorded the Chicken Noodle Soup challenge. Retuning to the campervan, they sat in the same arrangement and tried to pass time since the trip would take a long time.

“Let’s play that game where you have to rhyme” Jimin spoke loud enough from the passenger seat so everyone could hear him.

“Which one? The poem thing?” J-Hope asked locking his phone and putting it away.

“I don’t know. Let’s just have one person say something and then somebody else rhymes with it until everyone had a go” He explained while still giving out directions “Taehyung you can start”

“Roses are red, violets are blue” He said without thinking too much.

“I was born smart, what happened to you” Sunny completed with the first thing that came into her mind making Hoseok and Jimin laugh while V widened his eyes.

“That’s not the direction I was going for but okay,” He said repressing a smile.

“I want to start, let me think,” Jungkook said from the driver’s seat and thought for a second before speaking and leaving everyone dumbfounded “Roses are red, corpses are blue”

“Sorry you’re dead, I forgot you’re allergic to roses,” Sunny said without really thinking and making the rest of the boys laugh once again “Oh, it doesn’t really rhyme”

“What’s up with you today?” Jimin turned around to look at her and she just shrugged.

“Kook was the one bringing up dead people”

The BTS members had just arrived at an observatory when the sun started setting, having to wait for it to be completely dark before looking at the stars, the members parted ways, some of them going inside the small cafe to stay warm, while the others, Sunny included, stayed outside to look at the landscape or shoot J-Hope’s challenge (a very recurring theme in this trip).

“We should have bought more coats, it gets too cold during the night” Namjoon noted while he and the girl were walking around and taking pictures of the view.

“Yeah, I have like this thing and a hoddie in my backpack,” Sunny said looking down at her clothes and staring out again “It’s fun to have a change for once, we usually go to warm places for Bon Voyage”

“Agreed, although I miss the warmth a little” He chuckled kicking a rock and pondering for a moment before speaking again “I have so much to do back home, it’s like my mind can’t stay focused and enjoy what’s going on in that moment”

“Oppa, I think you’re going through work abstinence,” Sunny said with a breathy laugh.

“The weird thing is when I was on vacation back in Europe I wasn’t feeling like this. But now, it’s like the cameras triggered my memory and everything that was on hold keeps showing up in my head” He sighed stopping in his tracks and looking around to see if anyone was recording them. Although the mics were capturing all the words, the audio wouldn’t have a use unless there was footage.

“We won’t go back to actually work in a week, but I guess you can find some time to rest your conscience and run over the lyrics I wrote over the break” She smiled sheepishly and shrugged her shoulders.

“You didn’t rest?” He turned around to her with a shocked face and tried pinching her arm, although all he did was twist the fabric of her coat.

“I did. I spent some time with friends and stayed with my mom for some weeks. But when I had nothing to do I wrote a little, not my fault I wasn’t in some foreign country like most of you” She winked making him roll his eyes.

“Not fair, I’m as much as a workaholic like you. Now I feel even worst for not being productive”

“You’re the biggest workaholic in this place, maybe with the exception of Yoongi Oppa but you get me” She placed a hand on his arm and turned around so they could go back to the little restaurant. “That means you deserved to rest more than anyone here. So tell me, did you find a girlfriend during your break like JK?”

“Please don’t remember me those rumors,” He said now fake annoyed and smiling at the situation. “I’m kind of worried for him still”

“He does seem a bit quieter than usual” Sunny noted “I just wanted to talk to him for a bit and get him to vent for once, he seemed so stress when I called him one day”

“Yeah, let’s give him time. I’ll chat with him if I get the chance and I’ll tell him you’re worried too”

“Thanks, on a random note, I’m still not 100% used to seeing him with tattoos, but it does fit his image for some reason” Sunny smiled along and they joined the rest of the group.

Waiting for a few more minutes inside, the members had a pleasant surprise once they walked out and the sky was completely full of stars. The desert-like place helped to make visible the whole milky way, making a lot of amused sounds leave their mouths.

“It’s insane to think that’s over us all the time and we can’t see it” Yoongi said from somewhere near her and Sunny nodded along, even though it was too dar for anyone to see her.

“The camera can’t capture it like I’m seeing it” Jungkook complained while trying to take a picture and Sunny grabbed her own phone to see if she was luckier than him.

“There’s no use trying to take pictures,” One of the observatory people told her and pointed to the telescope they were walking to “You’ll have a better sight with that, but everything is going to be stored in your memory”

“Oh, so like, not even the crew is going to capture the sky like this?”

“I’m afraid not,” He told her and she nodded “I’ve seen they have some professional cameras so maybe a picture that comes close to it”

Smiling at his reassurance, Sunny walked a little faster to be able to look through the telescope before the other members.

“It’s dark, stop running or you’ll trip” She heard Jin speaking from her left but she ignored him, going straight to the object and bending a little so she could see better.

“Woah” Sunny gasped with how close the stars appeared, their shine being indescribably beautiful, but the moment got interrupted by Jimin patting her on the back.

“I want to see it too” He insisted until she moved along, of course stealing a last look to hopefully remember that sight forever.

After the two accommodations they had gone to, BTS finally arrived at the place they would be camping for two days.

To be honest, Sunny wasn’t too excited about it, sure she had gone camping with her parents as a child, but she knew the boys wouldn’t just let her run around and play with flowers like she used to, not that she would do that anyway but it still would be nice not have to light up a fire like she was doing right now.

“Why can’t I help them with the tent?” Sunny asked Jin, who was next to her trying to do the same thing.

“Because they learned how to do it last season when you were doing nothing because of a small cut” He reminded her of the excused the had used last time and Sunny tried not to smile.

“It hurt okay, I still have the scar on my foot”

“Show me then” Jin challenged her, knowing it was a lie and Sunny shrugged.

“It’s cold, I’m not taking my shoe off,” She said and sighed when the small flame she had going died once again. “I don’t think I’ll be able to light this”

“Of course you are, just keep fanning it,” Jin said handing her a frying pan, to which she frowned at “What? It helps to make more wind, you’ll thank me once it works”

“Alright then” She grabbed the pan and started fanning the fire more aggressively, her arm growing tired sooner than anticipated, but the flame got bigger none the less and at some point, the fire was strong enough to live by itself.

Massaging the muscle on her arm, Sunny got up from her crouched position and walked over to the campervan, where Taehyung was grabbing some things to decorate the tent they had just built.

“Can you help me carry those things outside?” He asked and gave her a bunch of fairy lights after she agreed.

“Do you know who will be sleeping here tonight?” She asked him once they were inside the orange tent and watched as he hung the lights on the walls.

“I think it’s Yoongi Hyung and Namjoon Hyung” V answered “I’m staying in the trailer with Hobi Hyung, Jimin, and Jk. Are you really staying in the SUV with Jin Hyung? We can make room for you if you want to”

Taehyung recalled the conversation they had earlier when Jin said he didn’t like sleeping on sleeping bags and since there was no room in the van he would just lay one of the car’s seats down and sleep there. Sunny said she could do the same since she didn’t want to make the trailer’s bed too crowded.

“I can give it a try, it’s no big deal,” She said getting out of the tent with him. “If it gets too uncomfortable we’ll change the sleeping settings tomorrow”

“Okay then, if you want to wake me up in the middle and trade places I’m okay with it” V smiled and they walked to where the rest of the members were getting ready to have diner.

“Why are you going to do this when last time you almost died with only having diner in a suspended table?” Hoseok laughed at Sunny when they arrived in the place they would be going on this insane swing.

“Because since last time everyone keeps saying I’m scared of heights, I’m here to prove I’m not,” She said determined but her palms were slightly sweaty.

Of course, it was normal to get a little scared before going on a 300-meter swing that could probably lead to your death, that did not mean she was afraid of heights, it only meant Sunny had the self-preservation instinct that people like Jungkook didn’t seem to have.

“You should go on the catapult thing as well,” He said while bouncing on his place and the rest of the boys bought their tickets.

“I’m already going on the swing of death, I don’t want to be thrown into it as well” She mumbled holding onto his arm, to both keep him in place and relieve some of the nervousness she was feeling.

After getting into the special gear and both Jimin and Yoongi had declined multiple times the opportunity to do it, the group moved along the bridge that they would be “jumping” from. Holding onto Jungkook’s shoulders, Sunny tried her best to not look down and quickly got over that part.

“We doing the swing part in pairs, so Jin Hyung and Hobi, me and Taehyung, ad then you and Jungkook okay?” Namjoon asked her once they were on the platform thing and watching Jin and Hoseok get settled on the thing.

“Okay” She said strangely more calm than before, mostly due to the instructors making sure the equipment on her groupmates was very well adjusted before letting them hang over the edge of the platform.

The sudden drop and the boys’ scream startled her a little, but Sunny couldn’t hide the smile on her face seeing how much fun they were having on the swing. So she sat next to Jimin on the steps and cheered Taehyung, who was far more scared than her when it was his turn.

“We’re doing it like the others okay?” Sunny turned to Jk once they were waiting for Namjoon and V to get back on the platform. “No funny ideas or things to make this any more dangerous than it is”

“Sure, sure,” He said jumping excited for their turn, and once the instructor asked them which way they were going to drop he nonchalantly answered “Upsidedown”

“No, no” Sunny exclaimed shaking her head. She had watched four people safely drop on the thing sitting down, she would safely do it sitting down as well.

“Yes, yes. Upsidedown” Jungkook repeated making the woman smile.

“He can go upsidedown and you can sit normally after him. How does that sound?” She asked politely making Sunny consider going alone.

“Can I do it first then?” She asked turning around to one of the producers to ask if it would make the content less exciting. Giving her a thumbs up, Sunny took it as a yes and turned to the instructor again.

“Sure, you can go in any other you want” She waved the girl near the edge and started to fix her gear.

“Wow, you’re making me wait more because you’re too scared” Jungkook laughed watching from her side and leaning on one of the security bars.

“I’m swinging off this thing by myself, I think the only thing you can’t call me right now is scared” She rolled her eyes at him and heard Jin laughing at their exchange.

“Okay, you can sit and take your feet off the edge,” She said, and in that moment, sitting seconds away from a 70-meter free-fall and 300-meter arc swing, Sunny felt scared shitless.

She looked ahead to the instructor and blocked out any kind of noise around her, not really knowing what was going on or how much longer until she would fall onto her inevitable death backward, the only thing she could feel was her heart beating out of her chest.

It came out of nowhere, but suddenly she felt all of her body drop and a scream leave her mouth, instantly gripping onto the swing’s ropes. After a few milliseconds that felt like ages, she finally could feel the security stuff holding her body in place and preventing her to slip and die. Her screams turning into a laugh as she started to swing on the huge thing.

“I’m gonna swing, from the chandelier” Sunny sang as the thing lost momentum and looked around at the mountains around her. The adrenaline running crazy on her body as she leaned her body back every time the swing went back.

“Were you singing Sia?” Jimin asked once she made back to the platform making the girl laugh.

“Did you hear that from here?”

Getting out of the helicopter, Sunny stretched a bit and walked along the mountain of snow, following her members. She saw a few of them making snowballs, and falling in the snow so she thought she should do the same.

Falling back on the snow, she moved her arms up and down hoping to make a snow angel, but once she got up it didn’t look like one at all.

“That doesn’t look quite right” Yoongi smiled at the weird blob on the ground and helped her get some of the snow off her hair.

“I don’t know where I was aiming with that, to be honest” Sunny said shaking her coat. “What are the others doing?”

“Jimin and Taehyung are walking around and doing something I don’t understand and the rest are building a snowman” Suga said and started walking with her to where the rest of them were.

“Sunny, do you have something to put on it?” Hoseok screamed for her pointing at the two balls of snow that barely looked like a snowman.

Taking off her beanie, she threw it to him and walked closer, looking for things that could make the “statue” more human-like.

Placing a pair of glasses on its face and a scarf around its neck, the members decided they had done a good enough job and walked away, looking for more things to do.

“Hey, look at this” Jimin approached her with a concerned face and a hand full of snow. “Is this an insect?”

Leaning down to look at what he was showing her, Sunny didn’t react fast enough when he lifted up his hand and smeared snow on her face.

“Really?” Sunny screamed after taking some of the snow off her eyes and looked around to see the boy jumping excited and grinning mischievously. Running towards him to push him on the ground, she got slowed down by the snow and failed to do it, instead of holding him in place and kicking the back of his knee to somehow take him down, which she also failed to do.

Looking at them from afar, Jin sighed and looked at Suga “Why are they like this?”

END OF THE TRIP INTERVIEW

1.What did you think when you heard you were coming to New Zealand?

“I liked it but it wasn’t anything special. Like I had heard good things about it and was interested in some of the videos the guys showed me so I thought it would be fun to come here, and it really was.”

2. This was your first work after vacation. How was it?

“I didn’t travel anywhere during the vacation, mostly because I wanted to see some people and I couldn’t do that if I was away, but also because I knew we were going to come to New Zealand right after and I just realized I didn’t have this extra need for going away and spending time outside of Korea. It sure was fun to spend this time with the members after not having them on my daily routine like I’m used to, it consolidated in my mind that no matter the time we spend apart this group of people will always feel like family.”

3. What did you like the most?

“I really enjoyed the overall feel of the country. I don’t know how to explain, but everywhere we went the sky was always beautiful, the landscape, the mountains, the roads we went through, everything was always beautiful, and even though my nose is stuffy and my fingers froze a lot, the weather feels so cozy and so nice. This just seems like one of those places you go backpacking with your friends and the fact that we did exactly that feels really good to me”

4. When did you feel bad or disappointed?

“Hmm… I don’t think I felt disappointed about anything, but since we changed locations so many times this trip, it did cross my mind how I wasn’t much use whenever we went to another accommodation since I don’t drive and couldn’t really help them whenever someone got tired and needed a rest. Also, I don’t think I was that entertaining this time, so sorry for the people watching this”

5. How did you feel about this trip?

“Everything was really nice. Compared to the last time we spent most of the trip together as a group instead of pairs, and that made me grateful for all of the members’ presence. Also, the destination really made me want to come back, with them but also with the rest of the people I love”

6. To ARMYs who’d watch Bon Voyage Season Four

“I said it before, but first I’m sorry if I didn’t appear as entertaining. I hope you understand that I truly liked this trip and was just living through it in my own way instead of exaggerating it and making it seem fake. Everything was perfect and I hope you can have some enjoyment just watching the members being ourselves”

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thepriceofbeingaroseisloneliness · 4 years

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THE FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION LIVE BROADCAST 23rd APRIL (NOTES/TRANSLATION)

Appearance:

Kaoru (DIR EN GREY direngrey.co.jp/)

Joe Yokomizo (Writer / DJ)

Tasai Reporter (Tokyo Sports)

God ?

Fuankun

Notes before Reading: This is the special livestream of The Freedom of Expression from last 23rd April. They are going to talk about several topics for an hour ( Corona virus situation, Dir en grey activities...etc) Please be aware that the sound goes on and off at some parts because of their connections or some related problems. Sometimes they are all talking at the same time or can’t hear each other properly so sometimes their talk is a bit confusing or random. Thanks to @dkv7st for uploading the video. Please don’t forget to subscribe to their channel and watch their videos to support the program. Feel free to correct me if you spot any mistake or any confusing parts. It’s going to be a long ride.... ---- Kaoru: This is Kaoru from Dir en grey, the live broadcast of The Freedom of Expression has begun! I’m with Joe-san and Tasai-san, do you hear me? Tasai: Glad we could make it! It seems that Joe didn’t realize they are already live as he seems to be messing with his headphones. Tasai: Joe, we already started…. Kaoru: The program already started! Joe: Oh! It started…. God: God is here too! (cut) Joe: Today we are doing a live broadcast….from here (his device) I see all your comments at the chat...because of that, if you have any questions or comments for Kaoru, please write them and I will pick some and tell Kaoru….Today we are doing a live stream of The Freedom of Expression….Kaoru, you already did a live stream with everyone last 28th March….you all did a live without audience… Kaoru: That’s it. Joe: Since then, 2-3 week have already passed but, if you want to report something new, please do it first… Kaoru: Anything new to tell? Nothing….(Sound gets a little off for a while) Joe: In other words, you are a guy that does not change much his routine… Kaoru: That’s it, as always, I have a list of things to do, but yesterday, as today we have this livestream…I kind of rushed over some things… Joe: I see…by the way, are the new songs ready? Kaoru: Of course! Joe: Ohhh! You said it! That means that the new album can be finished earlier…. Kaoru: I don’t know that yet…(sounds get off for some seconds) Kaoru: Today, originally, was the final live of the tour…. Joe: I see, I see….(sounds get off) Tasai: Kaoru…how was doing that live broadcast? (28th March) Kaoru: I think it was a good experience, doing a concert and broadcasting it… also for the band….I think it become part of our history…(the sounds goes off at the end of the sentence)… Tasai: I watched it too, and somehow... Joe: *cutting Tasai* I watched it too…. Tasai: All the comments were about how cool it was… God: It was really cool! Kaoru: Eh? God also watched it.. God: I did! I was really moved… Kaoru: You were moved? Do you know our songs? God: I know them… Tasai and Kaoru start talking at the same time, but both are trying to ask God which songs he likes. God: Eh? Kaoru: For example, what songs do you like? God: Which ones I like the most? Eh…it depends of the time… They all laugh, and God says something more about it. Tasai: At the time we were at Interfm87, it was the release of ‘Utafumi’, and we aired it there…. it’s a great memory of that time for me… Kaoru: It was at the time of the release, right? Joe: That’s true… God: I like that one… Joe: Which one? God: Eh well…what I was going to say? Kaoru: What were you going to say? (laughs) Joe: God, somehow, everyone is unsure about you…. they are saying that you seem to not know much about Dir en grey… God:*nervously* I enjoy them and…really, they are the best! They are cool…The World of Mercy is good but Vinushka is so good… Kaoru: You really know them well… God: I do know them well! Joe: You really know them well, God… God keeps trying to proof he is a Dir en grey fan while the other three are laughing hard. Joe: God, do you do things like buying their CDs and listen to them? God: That’s it. Joe: God, can you sing something for us? God sings something and Kaoru burst into laughs. Joe: Thank you so much! That was God! God keeps singing, Joe thanks him again for singing for them but points out his voice is a bit off. -Joe talks again about the live without audience they did last March, how about performing without audience must feel different after having performed in front of lots of people before, like it makes you thankful for being able to perform like that previously. Kaoru agrees, and says that even if they did it with their 100% there was that feeling (of it being different) as there weren’t any audience but he adds that even if they were performing without no one in front of them, they did it knowing that a lot of people was watching them. Then, he says that it felt like being isolated which makes Tasai and Joe laugh. -Kaoru tells Joe his image(video) looks blurry and Joe says it seems his Wi-Fi isn’t working properly but he says it’s not his fault and he can see everyone well. He repeats again that if you have any questions or comments for Kaoru, please write them at the comments and he will pick and read some to Kaoru. -Kaoru asks Joe about how he is doing now and so. Joe says he is fine but when it comes to his job, he doesn’t have now interviews to do or so. He says he is spending a lot of time at home. Tasai says it’s the same for him, he mostly at home all day, he is only using the phone. In that sense, Joe says it feels kind of lonely. He used to meet a lot of artist and he would take energy from them, even if it is also his job. He thinks that now a lot of people is working remotely from home, so they don’t need to take the train which is a good thing, but on the other side, but humans are social animals and now we are not meeting other people, there are also things that doesn’t let us be happy. Joe: Honestly, I’m going to confess that it became a time for watching porn… Tasai: You don’t change, Joe… Joe: Don’t say that, Tasai… Kaoru: Do you watch a lot of it? Joe: Well…about watching it a lot…. it’s not corona but computers can potentially get another type of virus from it…. They all laugh. Tasai: I weighed myself before this live broadcast…. I got two kilos due to Corona…. Kaoru: That happens when you stay at home… Joe: What about your weigh, Kaoru? Kaoru: It didn’t change… Joe: It didn’t change? But as you can’t do concerts, you don’t drink alcohol there…is it ok? Kaoru: Even when we have concerts… (that doesn’t happen) Joe: I see….as usual…. Now, when it comes to news, there are only news related to Corona virus, the theme of this program is The Freedom of expression so…a lot of news like that are striking us… When Joe is about to read the news he chose, God cuts in. It seems that we couldn’t hear his voice and it’s because he messed up, it’s God’s fault. They take a few seconds to check it’s now ok, and the sounds gets again a bit off until it seems it’s ok and now, we can hear again God’s voice. When the sound is clear again, Kaoru is talking about eating wakame ramen, a new one which doesn’t have noodles. Tasai: Wakame ramen without noodles? Kaoru: As it doesn’t have noodles, it has a lot of wakame….(*he posted about this the next day on his blog*) Joe: But then that’s not ramen! Kaoru: Let’s go and buy it, eat it and share our thoughts on a program…. They talk about doing it or eating it while they drink. Joe says God is reading the comments, then he ask if it is ok that shares some news he wants to, after everyone saying it’s ok to share, he says this news is about something really important right now so that’s why he chose it for this livestream. To sum this up, a lot of shops are closed due to the Corona virus, in order to avoid its spreading but this is causing a problem when it comes to pay the rent. So, the government is trying to figure out how to solve this problem. The Liberal Democratic Party (LDP) which is in charge, has proposed a plan to offer financial aid (rent support) to medium and small companies or owners of these shops or business to pay the rent and to pay their employees. It seems that the opposition party proposes instead a postponement of the rent payments. Joe: God, you are quiet…. God: Because it doesn’t affect me….as they are talking about the rent of companies and shops… Joe: That’s true, it has nothing to do with home’s rent…But this…. how is it going to be? For example, in the case of renting a live house or so…how is this, Kaoru?... Kaoru: How is going to be? (laughs) Joe reads the comments. Some people are saying “rent is so high!” and so. God: If you do some monetary offering to God, it’s ok! Joe: An offertory, right? Joe reads again the comments, some people are worried or affected by this rent problem. Tasai: It’s something serious… They talk about what about home’s rent. Joe: I hope they do it with home’s rent too… Joe asks the viewers to write about how this is affecting them. He says writing it it’s going to be like an “stress out” exercise, and he is going to pick some answers and read them. Joe reads some comments about people working in shops or owning one. Some say that now people is not coming to buy as before. Tasai: That’s true, at the supermarket there are only grandmas and grandads…. Someone asks if they are now doing “take-out”. Joe says that for lunch he has a pattern, he eats at a shop and buys a bento for dinner. Tasai: I’m doing it at home…nikuman and such things… Kaoru: Are you doing nikuman? Tasai: To release my stress…. it’s really fun… Joe: Do you use them to decorate dishes? God cuts in and proposes Tasai to sell his nikuman. Tasai says if he should do the nikuman and manju and God would sell them. God is like “let’s sell them” “let’s sell them” Tasai: Who is going to buy that? Joe says that Kaoru should do nikumans too. God: Let’s do them together! But Kaoru says he is not into it. Tasai asks Kaoru if he cooks, and Kaoru says that barely, that he only cooks fried veggies or ramen. God says he should do nikuman. Joe tells Tasai to post his nikuman recipe at Tokyo sports. Tasai: You want to read that? Tasai starts saying the ingredients of the nikuman. Kaoru says he doesn’t have to do it now and Joe agrees. Joe: There are comments saying that they want to eat nikumans made by Kaoru… God: “Please do a cooking livestream” …. they are writing that… Kaoru: At the comments? Joe asks the viewers to write what they want to see Kaoru doing at a livestream, besides cooking. Joe: Mostly making songs…. do you watch films at home? Kaoru: I do. Joe: But basically…. making songs… Kaoru: That’s it…. I also play FF…. Joe: What’s that? Tasai: Final fantasy… Kaoru: At night, before sleeping, I play a bit… Tasai mentions the Final Fantasy VII Remake, released last March… Joe: Oh, I’m going to tell Kaoru this one….” please make a live stream working out” Kaoru laughs. Joe: Let’s do it… Kaoru: Working out…. I have done it…. Joe: “a live stream about guitar chords” … But Kaoru seems to not be into it. Joe: Oh, there is another… a play list with the BGM from the venues… Kaoru says that he publishes them in his blog, so please go there to check. Joe: There is a question about if you play animal crossing? Tasai: I do! Kaoru: I never played it… (he says something about not playing games so much for 3 years ago?) Joe reads a comment saying that they should do a live stream playing some card games. He says they could do that, but he doubts it would be interesting to watch. Tasai: I want to do it while we drink…. Joe: Ah! Someone says to do a talk with Dir en grey members with Shinya as MC..... Kaoru: The MC…. can’t say anything…. They all burst into laughs… Joe: If the MC can’t say anything…. the talk doesn’t move forward…there is another saying they want to see you drawing…there are a lot of comments… There is a comment that wants them to play Othello with Shinya. After saying that there are many suggestions, God cuts in jokingly, Joe says that there are a lot of comments with suggestions, like a video of Kaoru doing his make up like he does for lives, or an introduction of his closet… Kaoru: I can’t show you my closet… Joe: Now you are at home as usual, and your daily life hasn’t change but, do you buy stuff online? Kaoru: I buy things that I need, yes…. Joe says that as he is spending a lot of time at home, he is really tempted to buy things online. He says there is also the temptation of porn. One of the comments ask Joe what kind of porn he watches. Joe: Thank you for that question! (laughs) Do you want to know? If you know it, what are you going to do?.... Tasai: It’s not night yet… Joe: It’s not that late…. but as I’m at the radio at late night, maybe I can tell there…. because now it’s still afternoon, I don’t feel like I should say it… Joe: So, today would have been the last day of the tour… Kaoru: That’s it…as for now, the tour is postponed to may…. but…we still don’t know when will be able to play… Joe: It can’t be helped due to the circumstances… Joe says that if the circumstances changes, maybe they can make it, but Kaoru says it doesn’t depend only on them saying “let’s do it” but also if people would feel safe enough to come. God mentions asks what they are going to do with the 100.000 yen (930$/854€ aprox) that the Japanese Government is going to give to Japan residents. Tasai: 100.000 yen… Joe: 100.000 yen…. Kaoru, what would you do with them? Kaoru: I would spend them on things for daily life, right? Joe says that he would be thankful for those 100.000 yen, but he thinks that if the government just give that as support, it’s going to be hard. Kaoru says the problem is not only “now” but also what will happen in the future. Joe asks God what he would do with that money or he doesn’t need it. God says he would spend it in some food (?). Joe says that he wants to eat something delicious to release stress, but shops are closed. Tasai replies they should cook nikuman together. Joe laughs and says he is craving for something sweet as he likes sweet stuff. Kaoru: Joe, do you cook? Joe: I don’t…. I used to cook a bit when I lived in USA…. things like curry, but now I mostly do “men’s cooking” …. things like sunamon (Japanese sour salad)….I can’t do elaborate dishes… Joe says he doesn’t even have frying pans at home, Kaoru says he has. Tasai asks him what he eats at home, and Joe replies that, as he said before, he eats out and when he must eat at home it’s more cups like yakisoba cups. After talking a more about foods they make at home, Tasai wants to show Joe a picture to see if he can figure out what’s in. Joe asks him to wait a bit as he has the comments in his screen and can’t see the picture properly, so he is going to open youtube by himself in another device. Joe: Eh?! What’s that? Tasai: What is this? Kaoru, can you guess what is it? Joe doesn’t know what it is, but he says it doesn’t look good. Tasai: You are right! Joe: Is it a hamburger? Tasai explains he was trying to do a jumbo gyoza. Kaoru says it doesn’t look like that at all. Joe jokes saying that it’s not necessary that he shares the recipe. aoru says that there is a person related to the company (label) who got the Corona virus. He asks if it is ok that he invites him to the conversation, after the other’s approval, he adds him.

Fuankun: Hello, hello…I’m Fuankun…. Tasai: Nice to meet you… God: I saw you on tv! *Fuankun opened a youtube channel about him dealing with the Corona virus. He seems to be the president of some visual kei company related to Sunkrad. He seems to work with Arlequin (visual kei band)

After some seconds of introduction and asking how he is doing, Tasai wants to know if having Corona virus is painful or if it was hard for him. Fuankun says it wasn’t painful, but he mentions he lost his sense of smelling so much, that he couldn’t even smell natto even if it is was close to his nose. God starts telling some unrelated story about natto, that ends with Joe telling him to go back to the topic.

-Kaoru asks Fuankun what was the highest temperature he had and Fuankun says he reached 39.6ºC, at that point he thought he was really bad and went to the hospital and got positive for Corona virus. Then, he spent two weeks at the hospital and then he was moved to a hotel where he spent 5 days until he tested negative last 19th April. -Joe asks him how his appetite was, and he says as he wasn’t feeling well, his appetite was low. He explains that he was hospitalized quickly. Kaoru: You could be hospitalized right? Now I think they are not doing that… Fuankun says that now they are cases people who are infected can’t be hospitalized. Tasai asks him about what treatment was he given, and he says he tool medicine for infectious diseases, medicine for congestion and another one for the fever, just that. God asks if he had many injections and Fuankun says he got injected twice. God: Did it hurt? Fuankun: It hurt a little... The other three laugh and Joe says usually injections hurt. God says he is scared of injections. Joe says someone is asking at the comments if he can say the name of the medicine he was given, and Fuankun says it was “Levofloxacin”. Joe asks him if it is a medicine for Corona but Fuankun says it’s for infectious diseases in general. Joe says that maybe it’s a bit too much to ask him this, but he wants to know if Fuankun knows how he got infected. Fuankun answers he was just doing his regular daily life so he doesn’t know. Tasai: How did you fell when you were told you had Corona? Fuankun: “I can’t believe this is happening to me” ….I never thought that I would be infected by Corona… God says that people who got Corona and are cured now are invincible and that’s something amazing. So now that Fuankun is healthy again he has to work a lot (as he is invincible now). Later, Joe says if it is ok to ask something, he wants to know if he is suffering any discrimination related to Coronavirus. Fuankun says as he is still living under quarantine he can’t tell. God: I don’t want to meet Fuankun…. Fuankun: Me? God: Yes, is that discrimination? Joe: That’s discrimination, God! God: Oh, then I’m sorry, I’m sorry! Joe: You should be the most compassionate one but, God seems to be very narrow-minded… this question is also of a sudden, but you still have to go back to your daily life right? Fuankun: Yes, right now it’s not my usual daily routine at all…. Joe says that he doesn’t know until when things are going to be like this, as Kaoru already said, but they are going to keep taking precautions. Kaoru: You have been ready helpful, thanks for taking part of this, Fuankun. They all thank him for joining them. God: I actually have a big heart!!! Everyone let’s take care of Fuankun! Joe: But he has to be alone now, I don’t think that’s possible… God: But we already became friends… Joe: Rather than that, why you don’t do your best for his complete recovery? Kaoru: That’s true, Can’t God do that? God: I’m going to make some masks…. tiny ones… Tasai: Did you receive them? (Japanese Goverment said they were going to send 2 masks per home) God: I didn’t receive them yet… Joe: I wonder if the people who is watching this have already received them… Many people say in the comments that they haven’t received them yet. Someone in the Shibuya district says that they have received them, Joe says he is also in Shibuya district, but he hasn’t received any masks.Joe wants to read some interesting article about masks from USA if they have time. *The news is about Mindy Vincent, an enterprising Utah resident, who has designed a apenis-covered face mask to keep people away and prevent the spread of Corona virus. Vincent first posted about her “#projectpenismask” initiative Thursday in a viral Facebook post with over 400,000 shares and 170,000 reactions. The masks were sold out within an hour* Joe: Very USA-ish news… God: I want that…. if I saw it, I would buy it…it’s a mask for men…. Joe says he saw the picture of the masks and the penises printed in the mask are very small. That’s why you only see them if you are close to the person, so if you can see them clearly, it means you are not keeping the social distance. They are wondering about the price of these masks. Joe. What about you, Kaoru? What kind of mask would you make for yourself? What kind of print? Kaoru: One with that part of my face printed….so it doesn’t look like I’m wearing a mask…. Joe reads in the comments that people is saying they would buy those mask of Dir en grey. Someone says they would want a mask with one of his drawings. Other person says they want a mask with the picture of the jumbo failed gyoza of Tasai on it. God: There are people watching from Italy too… Joe: From Italy? Thank you… Kaoru: Well, we have been already in for an hour….I think it’s about time…. Joe: It’s about time to say goodbye…. Kaoru: We are right now living under theses circumstances…I think it’s good we are able to make this program…these are difficult times for creating content…. we almost look stupid…but we want to make it interesting…we want to raise our voice… God: I want to do it while we drink! Joe: I agree! I agree! They say they should make gyozas but Kaoru thinks that it’s going to be hard being just 3 people. Tasai says he is going to teach them and Joe teases him saying that he doesn’t think he can be a “teacher” of doing gyozas. God: Someone is saying hello from Poland….but at this times wouldn’t it be sayonara? God says he is already feeling lonely. Joe says they should do another live stream soon. God asks if everyone is doing good.Kaoru says that today’s livestream was a bit of a sudden as they were told yesterday, but it’s ok. Next time they will try to announce it before. He alsos says that tomorrow (24th April) a new The Freedom of Expression program will be up. God: Everyone, please take care of Corona! Everyone: Yes, please take care! Kaoru: Thank you for watching this live stream!.....please subscribe to the channel…. Joe: Please take care!

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aforrestofstuff · 4 years

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I'd like to know if you have any cooking skills headcanons!! Like, from who's able to make a absolute meal to who burns microwaved instant noodles.

I’ve done a few individual headcanons about cooking before, but I think it’s time for a refresher. You could call this... the main course.

Okay, enough of that bullshit. Here’s the hcs. Thanks for your ask, anon! ❤️❤️💞

Disclaimer: this shit is crack as fuck because I have very strong feelings about cooking lmfao. FOH don’t interact.

Tornado of Terror: She’d find a way to burn ice cream, honestly. She tries so hard (by god she tries) but her meals always come out as a convoluted mess with ingredients that have no reason being together. She eats her steaks well done and boils hamburgers. It’s a nightmare. She doesn’t really spend too much time in the kitchen, however, because she knows she sucks at cooking and because of this, makes 90% of her diet consist of takeout. But if she did spend more of her day cooking, she’d probably discover the recipe to meth accidentally. It’s that bad.

Silverfang: Stubborn old grandpa way of cooking. He’s got a handful of recipes that have been passed down for generations and he’s gonna carry those fuckers to his grave. When Garou was living at the dojo, the little bastard would try to make some changes to these recipes and Bang had to will every molecule in his arthritis-riddled body to not RKO this kid (not really, Bang wouldn’t hurt a fly). But I digress. He’s a decent cook, knows all the fundamentals and all of that shit.

Atomic Samurai: Can’t cook or bake for shit although he, of course, talks himself up like he can. The extent of his cooking knowledge is only within the realm of “shit you can roast over a campfire when your cheap ass can’t scrape together enough coin to pay the electricity bill”. But now that he’s got that S-Class paycheck and three other disciples to freeload off of, they pretty much cater to his every food-related need. He’s useless in the kitchen. Utterly fucking useless.

Child Emperor: Doesn’t know how to cook (little bastard ain’t even tall enough to reach the stove imo) but luckily he’s got that PHAT BRAIN so he can easily just build a Gordon Ramsey bot 3000 to replace his incompetence in the kitchen. His diet consists of Dino nuggets and microwaveable noodles so it’s not like he’s doing the world a great disservice by not learning how to cook properly.

Metal Knight: Same as Child Emperor except he’s a rich bastard and programs his bots to make that fancy shit with only the finest ingredients. He’s got enough cash from doing black market tech trades and building up his robo-army that this motherfucker could snort caviar for fun. He’s a real pompous asshole about it.

King: His mom taught him to cook a few things, nothing serious. He’s one of those dudes that doesn’t really know how to make much, but the few dishes that he does know how to cook are fucking BOMB. He’s got a cast iron skillet for making pancakes and everything, bitch is already halfway to being a chef himself. Other than that, however, he’s a ramen monster. His blood is practically pre-packaged bone broth.

Zombieman: I’ve said this in a previous hc but he’s a damn good cook. One problem though: he only knows how to make single servings of everything because he eats alone almost all the time. He specializes in meats. Bitch is a carnivore. He bought himself a set of those 500-dollar butcher knives so he can carve up cuts like a monster. He hemorrhages cash into fancy wood chips so he can get that smoky flavor juuuuust right. He’s got an Outdoor Chef setup on his patio. My mans is living the DREAM.

Drive Knight: He can eat but does he really need to? His cooking expertise is popping a new battery in. There you go.

Pig God: Oh my god if this man’s kitchen isn’t Michelin-Star quality. He eats a lot and he cooks a lot, it’s only natural. He’s got an indoor grill and pot chandelier and buys industrial-sized buckets of pickles and roast beef by the cow and— okay he just has a lot of food, alright? And he’s got that PHAT S-Class paycheck so my boy probably has a whole walk-in fridge just to put all the fucking food he eats. Bonus points if he hires a dishboy to work and a contractor to implement a three-sink dish station with “Clean-Rinse-Sanitize” stickers slapped on the steel, lol. But yeah, he cooks for 500 people at a time because he eats enough for 500 people at a time. Gotta maintain that figure, you know what I’m saying?

Superalloy Darkshine: He has. Oh my god— he has a full shelf dedicated to just. DOZENS OF JARS of whey protein. He has two blenders: one for fruit smoothies and one for protein shakes. His kitchen? Spotless. He knows how to cook and he eats like a bodybuilder (because he is one, duh) so he’s got that fridge STOCKED at all times. He cleans like he’s getting paid for it because nothing feels better than wiping down a gas stove until that bitch is spotless. However, his taste is garbage. He can throw down in the kitchen but does it taste good? No. Sometimes the ultra-healthy alternative to something isn’t always the greatest. He’s grown accustomed to putting zucchini in his cakes and almost damn well likes the texture of it, but don’t invite this guy to the potluck because he WILL show up with a vegetable nightmare that’s sure to make even vegans gag. Sorry bud, but nobody likes soy bacon.

Watchdog Man: furry ass.

Flashy Flash: I’ve said this before in a previous hc, but he’s pescatarian. He grew up on a coastal town before being sold of to the ninja village like a goddamned carpet and now fish is the only meat he eats. His cooking ability is about as good as one would expect from a homesless ninja. Like Atomic Samurai, he can throw it down over the campfire and still find a way to make a decent dish (in both presentation and taste) despite having limited knowledge and resources to work with. Bitch can whip up a five-star meal with some branches, a fish, and half a carrot like it was second nature. That’s about it though. He’s useless in an actual kitchen.

Genos: It’s canon. He’s a housewife. He only knows how to make the select few dishes that play an integral part in Saitama’s diet, though (because Genos can eat but he doesn’t really need to, so he only does it when he and Saitama are sharing a meal). Those dishes include things like: actual garbage. He cooks shit food. It’s not his fault. Saitama just eats like a fucking twat. There’s rats that live in the dumpster outside the restaurant I work in that have a better diet than him. Genos just works with what the poor bastard’s got and has gained a pretty mediocre grasp on cooking because of it. If he wanted to, though, he could easily be the best chef in all the land. Too bad he’s more focused on being an ultra-powerful speed demon.

Metal Bat: Tries his absolute best to cook healthy meals for him and Zenko when he almost always resorts to just popping a frozen pizza in the oven and calling it a day. I’ve said this before in a previous hc, but he eats his shit BURNT. Bitch like his steak well done, his yolks grey, and his chicken vaporized. The only exception to this is sushi because there really is no other way to enjoy it other than having it raw. Trust me, though. If there was a way to burn the fuck out of sashimi while still having it be sashimi, he’d find a way to do it and like it. But yeah, as I said: he sucks ass at cooking. He’s tried the tutorials, he’s bought the skillets, he’s sharpened the knives, but he just can’t fucking do it.

Tanktop Master: Same as Superalloy. They bond over gross-ass ultra-healthy recipes that only they enjoy. The Tanktop Gang loves him but they always kindly refuse to eat over at his house because they know he’s gonna try to make them ingest a broccoli loaf or some shit. He’s not too strict about his diet, though. He’ll chill out and have a pizza every once and a while, but only when he’s hanging out with the homies.

Puri-Puri Prisoner: He has a job in prison where he helps out in the kitchen for seventy-five cents an hour, but that’s about the extent of it. He’s got the bare basics down and could put together a decent meal for date night if he really tried (and had a damn kitchen to work with). On top of that, he can throw down some tasty prison food recipes, hand-crafted from the brick box itself. Ramen pad Thai, anyone?

Amai Mask: he’s rich as fuck, why does he need to cook? Bitch hired a chef and now all he does it drink skim milk and eat food from the top shelf. He couldn’t fry an egg if his life depended on it. Poor bastard doesn’t even know what a whisk is. And don’t even get me started on how much of a slob he is. The ten-minute process of making a single plate of spaghetti will have his kitchen in such a disgusting state that it’ll take him and a trusty Mister Clean Magic Eraser five hours just to clean it up. That is, if he even has the basic human decency to pick up after himself. He’ll probably just hire someone to do for him and then tip them a crisp 100-dollar bill for their troubles, only to make an even worse mess tomorrow.

Iaian: I’ve said this before in a previous hc, but yes: he can cook. It’s nothing special. He’s got a suburban dad sense of cooking where he, like King, can only make a select few dishes but makes those dishes taste magical. He’s got 0 utensils and shit kitchen to work with (because Kami’s place is probably like, centuries old on account of him still being a Samurai), but boy can Iaian whip up a feast like no other despite all that. It’s all protein-packed flavor bombs that look simple in comparison to, say, Zombieman or Metal Knight’s food, but it still tastes good all the same. Kama eats off of his plate all the time and it used to annoy him but they’ve grown so close that they might as well share forks at this point.

Okamaitachi: Can’t really cook, but they are a baking god. I don’t know much about baking but I know they’ve got a cupboard dedicated to their plethora of sourdough starters. They buy yeast by the pound and make enough bread to feed entire armies some days. Whatever the gang doesn’t eat, they donate it to the local homeless shelter and make it a habit to go out of their way performing good deeds that don’t always involve sword fighting (something Kami insists he instilled into them via his teachings— which is bullshit. Kama is just naturally good-hearted and sweet).

Bushidrill: Can’t cook or bake for shit but like Atomic Samurai and Flash, can throw it down on the campfire. Don’t let this man near any turkeys or pigs because he will spitroast the fuck out of them.

Fubuki: Okay, not only is she a great cook but she’s as dogmatic as a coked-out head chef. She and the Blizzard Group sometimes cook together in her massive kitchen (she poured all of her measly paycheck into it because by god, if her apartment doesn’t have a kitchen fit for a chef then it’s not worth living in), and she’ll be barking orders like a damn crow. She’s got the two-grand knife set, cast-iron everything, bronze accents on the sink, and the ability to deglaze a pan without starting a fire. She’s a natural. If she cooks for you, then that’s how you know she likes you. All in all, her food tastes and looks great. She’s a bit low on funds on account of being only Class-B, so she sometimes takes little shortcuts when plating her dishes, like using celery leaves in place of parsley and all that jazz.

Saitama: I’ve already said that his diet is absolute shit and part of that is due to being poor, but I will show mercy and say that he’s a decent cook. He only makes what he knows he’s gonna like and doesn’t leave any room for experimentation unless his budget allows it (which isn’t often). His kitchen only has the bare essentials. Genos has offered to buy him more equipment and even renovate the damn thing for him but Saitama refuses each time because then he’d have a bigass kitchen just for making a poor man’s omurice, and that would be a waste. His talent, though? Making a perfect omelet. He can fold the egg like a sheet with no tears and no brown spots. It tastes heavenly.

Mumen Rider: Ultra-safe in the kitchen. He doesn’t even own a knife sharpener because he’s clumsy enough to know he’ll cut himself the moment he even tries to use it. His pot handles all have coverings and he’s watched all of the food safety and fire safety videos out there. He could give a goddamned seminar on it. Food-wise, he’s a decent home cook. Nothing special. He does, however, share Superalloy and Tanktop’s nasty habit of over healthy-ing everything to oblivion and making it a tasteless, vegetative mess. It doesn’t matter if you invite him to the potluck or not because he’ll bring a cauliflower pizza anyway and y’all better fucking enjoy it or he’ll start crying.

Sonic: The same as Flashy Flash, minus the pescatarianism. He’d butcher a pig without blinking an eye, and often uses his katana in cooking (even though it poses like, 87 different safety hazards and is most definitely health violation). He can forage quite well and has taken a liking to wild mushrooms and berries over the years. It’s gotten so natural to him that he now knows by heart the specific time of year in which the wild berries are ripest, and which species of salmon inhabit certain streams on any given day.

Garou: Would burn water. End of story. His cooking is so bad and dangerous that everyone thinks he’s an arsonist when he really just starts fires on accident. Don’t let this fucker near a stove, for the love of god.

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I 100% want to see the "Hospital AU + Blind Date" prompt! I need to know what happened with Emma and Killian to make them break up 😭😭😭 and obviously I need you to get them back together! It's been bothering me for weeks!

Interrupting our regularly schedule Catch Me If You Can programming to finally put out another one of those two trope game prompts!! This time it’s “Hospital AU + Blind Date” that @captainsjedi prompted me! The other two remaining that I haven’t done are “Historical + Grief + Star-crossed lovers” and “Accidentally Married + Forgotten First Meeting.” One of them is partially started, but I’m always all ears to hear input from you guys! You all seemed to like “wilderness + awkward first meeting” ❤️

If Emma looks at this blue dress one more time, she’s going to lose her mind.

It’s not that she doesn’t like it. She does. The color works well with her skin tone and the cinched waist accentuates her curves, the scooped neckline showing just enough cleavage to not be too conservative but not enough for her boobs to be falling out, and the sleeves are almost non-existent so that her arms are able to move freely as she goes throughout her nights.

Because it is nights that she’s wearing it. The dress isn’t something she’s going to wear during the middle of the day when she’s grocery shopping or depositing a check at the bank (because Lucas Bail Bonds apparently does not know how to use direct deposit), and it’s definitely not something that she’s going to wear on one of her honey trap dates because it did cost more than thirty dollars.

This dress is her first date dress, which has really become more of her blind date dress, and honestly, if Emma has to go on another blind date before the month of November is over, she’s going to take a lighter and burn this dress and use the warmth from the fire instead of paying a ridiculous heating bill. It’s not even winter yet, and she’s going to go broke just from trying to stay warm. As many perks as there are living in Boston, there are also downfalls.

This date is a downfall.

Walsh Osbourne.

That’s the name of the guy she’s supposed to be meeting tonight. Mary Margaret, her sister-in-law and the woman who has insisted that Emma need to start dating again after….well, Mary Margaret has been setting Emma up on a ridiculous number of blind dates for no particular reason. She swears that she just happens to know these guys from her social circles, but Emma is almost sure that Mary Margaret is using some kind of dating app to find men for Emma because nothing in the world matters more to Mary Margaret Blanchard-Nolan (talk about a mouthful) than everyone she knows being as in love as she is.

That’s pretty much impossible when Mary Margaret and David are impossibly in love. And as much as Emma loves them, there’s only so much a girl can take before it becomes nauseating.

(It’s pretty nauseating.)

There’s nothing more terrifying to Mary Margaret than a single woman, and Emma might be the most terrifying single woman of all.

She’s had love, multiple times now, and it’s gone. It’s not coming back.

And she doesn’t want it back.

Looking at herself in the mirror one more time, Emma adjusts the top of her dress, flips her ponytail over her shoulder, and grabs her coat before walking out the door so that she can drive down to the historic district to go to the Italian restaurant Mary Margaret told her to go to in order to meet Walsh.

At least if she gets murdered Mary Margaret and David will know where she is.

And maybe she’ll have a stomach full of pasta. That’s the only way she wants to go.

Walsh is already waiting for her when she gets to the restaurant. Emma recognizes him from the picture Mary Margaret sent her as well as all of his social media accounts that she stalked. Emma spends her days tracking down seedy guys who lie about things both online and in their real lives, and she wasn’t about to go into this date without knowing everything she could possibly know about him. He is thirty-four years old, owns an antique furniture store that he inherited from his father, hasn’t been in a serious relationship for about two years, and he is, indeed, on several different dating sites. At least his captions aren’t terrible on those or anything.

If she sees one more “I’m a member of the FBI: Female Body Inspector” caption, she’s going to scream.

“Emma?” he questions, a hopeful smile lighting up on his face that makes her almost feel bad that her heart is already set out on there not being a second date.

“Hi, Walsh,” she smiles, trying to be nice as she walks up to him and hugs him in greeting. All of these guys are always huggers, and she likes to take the initiative before they can grope her ass. “It’s so nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too. Can I take your coat?”

“No,” she says a little too quickly while her cheeks heat. “No,” Emma sighs, batting away memories as she smiles up at Walsh’s brown eyes. “I’ve got it. Thank you, though.”

She sits down before he can pull her chair out and adjusts the cloth napkin over her lap. She’s never been here before, but she knows that it’s expensive. Most of her first dates don��t really happen at expensive restaurants. It’s nice, honestly, but if she had to pick something for herself, it would be a Red Sox game with a hot dog and all of the salty popcorn that she can eat.

“You are beautiful,” Walsh compliments as he settles down across from her. “I don’t know why Mary Margaret thought I was ever in the same league as you.”

Emma reaches up to tuck her loose hair behind her ear and quickly looks down at the menu. “How do you know Mary Margaret again?”

“She’s a customer at my store. You don’t have to order. I’ve already ordered for us.”

Whoomp, there it is.

Emma slowly puts the menu down, her face beginning to ache for how forced her smile is, and it takes everything in her not to go down a bulleted list of reasons why you should never order for a person you don’t know.

Allergies, likes, dislikes, moods, diets, common curtesy.

It’s something she’s found that a lot of guys do. For some, they genuinely think that they’re being sweet by ordering food for their date. For others, it’s a way to assert dominance and to let their date know that they are very much in charge of what’s happening. Honestly, everyone has their different tastes and some may find it sweet, but Emma doesn’t like people ordering for her. The only time that it’s acceptable is when you know someone well and know their order for takeout from their favorite Tai restaurant.

(Drunken noodles. Emma wants all of the spicy drunken noodles.)

But Emma is stuck here tonight, and if she doesn’t want to spend the next hour being miserable, she might as well put that behind her and try to have a little conversation so that she’s not bored to death.

Turns out, she’s going to be bored to death.

Walsh Osbourne’s favorite subject is, well, Walsh Osbourne. And antique furniture. He may very well be the most self-centered person Emma has ever met, and there are likely scars on Emma’s hands from the way she’s digging her nails into her palms to keep from screaming out. It’s probably Emma’s fault for feigning interest in his job as she pretended she hadn’t looked him up online beforehand, but she had no idea that he would only talk about it for the next twenty minutes. And she swears that every other word is some kind of praise for himself and how awesome he is and whatever else Walsh feels like talking about.

He doesn’t even ask her what she does for a living.

That’s blind date question number one, always.

By the time the appetizers come, Emma is ready to bolt. Walsh has ordered some kind of lasagna soup, and while the waitress, who has informed them that this is her first day, easily places Emma’s bowl in front of her, the same can’t be said for Walsh’s soup.

It happens in slow motion really. One minute, Emma is thankful that she’ll at least like the soup in their meal, and the next Walsh is screaming out in pain as scalding soup is poured onto his lap. Everything from there speeds up and happens quickly. There are apologies from the waitress and the restaurant owner, promises of free meals from there for a year if they don’t sue, but all Emma really knows is that she has to take him to the hospital because he probably has some pretty nasty burns in a very sensitive area.

Amazingly, even though Emma had decided that she couldn’t stand the dude fifteen minutes ago, now all Emma feels for Walsh is sympathy.

They go to Mass General since it’s the closest hospital and Emma knows that their emergency room is usually pretty efficient. It’s where she’s always gone if one of her skips gets a little too rough. She hasn’t been in a few months, for a lot of different reasons, and she’s not exactly happy to be going back. But this isn’t for her, it’s for Walsh, and there’s no way she can take him to another hospital simply because she doesn’t really want to go to this one.

She’s not really a priority right now.

This most definitely is going near the top of her list of worst first dates.

At least she’s not burned. Physically, at least.

They sit in the waiting room for far too long once a nurse on-call assures them that Walsh’s burn isn’t too serious (he does not agree), but eventually, he’s called back to an examination area. She tells him to go by himself, that she’ll wait in the waiting room, but the man absolutely insists that she follow him back there. Who is she to deny a man whose penis has possibly been burned?

Emma really wishes she had stayed in the waiting room, though, because as she’s sitting in a chair next to Walsh’s bed, the closed curtain opens up to reveal a shock of dark hair and the bluest eyes that she’s ever seen.

Blue eyes that have filled her dreams, and blue eyes that she’s been avoiding for five months, fourteen days, and seventeen hours, give or take. She’s only counted a little bit.

“Alright,” Killian starts looking down at his clipboard. He hasn’t looked up to see her yet, and she wonders if she can duck out underneath the curtain and move the other way without him noticing that she’s here. “So it says here that you’ve had a bit of an accident with some hot soup, Mr. Osbourne. I need to – ” Killian looks up then, obviously meant to have looked at Walsh and examine him, but the way that the smile on his face fades makes her know that he’s seen her. He blinks, several times more than what’s acceptable, and Emma wonders if she needs to be admitted to the hospital for the way her stomach is flipping. Intestines aren’t supposed to move like that. “I need to examine the burned area. I’ll have to undress you to examine you, so if you need your girlfriend to leave so that she doesn’t have to see, now would be the time.”

Emma opens her mouth to say something, probably to frantically explain to Killian that Walsh is most definitely not her boyfriend, but she doesn’t get the chance.

“She can stay,” Walsh says, and Emma’s eyes finally break away from Killian’s to look over at Walsh. “I don’t mind.”

“I – I do,” she stutters out, rising from the chair even though her legs feel like noodles attached to her torso. “I’m going to go back to the waiting room. I’ll come back when the exam is finished.”

And then she’s dashing out of there as quickly as possible, her shoulder brushing against Killian’s, and she swears that electric sparks move down her entire arm and burn her more than the soup did to Walsh’s groin.

Holy fuck.

Emma doesn’t go to the waiting room. There are too many people there. She can’t do that. She’s about to have some kind of breakdown that no one needs to see, and since it’s the temperature of a blizzard outside without any of the actual snow, she can’t exactly go outside. Quickly, she moves down the hallway where she knows a set of vending machines are. There’s one or two people at the nurses’ desk at the very end, but they’re occupied and not paying attention to the woman pacing the hallway in high heels.

Weirder things happen at hospitals every single day.

She’s spent enough time here herself, as well we hearing years worth of stories about what happens after the midnight hour.

It’s only nine fifteen.

Emma fumbles in her coat pocket for her phone. She can’t be caught up in her own mind right now. She has to talk to someone, and the only person who isn’t going to judge her for any of her freak out is Ruby.

“Pick up, pick up, pick up,” Emma mumbles as her heels click across the tile floor. “C’mon, Rubes.”

“Aren’t you on a date?” Ruby asks in lieu of greeting.

“Kind of.”

“How are you kind of on a date?”

“Long story short: the waitress spilled hot soup on his dick, the closest hospital was Mass General, and Killian is his doctor.”

There’s a crash on the other end of the line, and Emma just knows that Ruby dropped whatever glass she was drinking out of. Emma’s probably going to have to buy her another wine glass.

“Holy fuck.”

“Exactly my thoughts.”

“Did you speak to him?”

“Nope,” she sighs, stopping by a vending machine and letting her eyes scan for pop-tarts or anything tooth-achingly sweet that Killian always hated when she ate. She’s hungry since she didn’t get to eat dinner, and she’s also feeling the slightest bit petty even if she has no right to be petty. “He assumed I was Walsh’s girlfriend, neither of us corrected him, and then I said I was going to wait in the waiting room while Killian examines the guy. There was no way I was sitting in there for that.”

Damn, no pop-tarts. Emma doesn’t even think that she has change.

“I mean, I think you’re missing out on some pure gold moments. Killian is currently examining the dick of a man that he thinks you’re sleeping with. I wouldn’t be surprised if Walsh ends up worse in the exam room than he did going in.”

Emma huffs, unable to do anything else, before sinking down onto the floor and hoping that they’ve been cleaned recently enough since her bare legs are touching them. She’s not going to be able to stand up in these shoes.

“Killian is a professional. He wouldn’t do anything like that.”

“He loved you, and you broke up with him for a dude who spills soup on himself.”

“I did not break up with him for Walsh.”

“He doesn’t know that.”

“Of course he knows that.”

“Uh, no,” Ruby stutters, “he doesn’t. He called me, like, a week after it happened and asked if I knew what was going on. I didn’t. Still don’t. All I know is that one day you were hot and heavy all over each other and the next you were packing up the box of his things at your apartment and asking me to drop them off at his place.”

Emma’s stomach rolls, that nausea coming back, and she has to swallow down all of the emotion in her throat. “I didn’t call you to have you give me a lecture on breaking up with Killian.”

“Then why did you call me?”

“Because I just saw him again, and I’m about to have a mental breakdown in the middle of this hospital.”

“That’s probably the best place to have it all things considered.”

“I’m hanging up now.”

“No, no, no,” Ruby protests, and Emma keeps her phone against her ear. “Seriously now. I know it’s kind of a batshit crazy situation, but maybe you should talk to him now that you have the opportunity. You obviously still love him, and I know you’re not going to have the courage to come back to talk to him after this.”

“I do not still love him. I never loved him.”

“Emma, sweetie, yes you did, and I suspect that in your warped mind, that’s why you broke up with him. You got spooked, and you ran because you realized someone was finally going to treat you differently than Neal.”

Emma’s heart thumps a staccato beat in her chest, and she pulls her legs a little further into her chest while sweat of all things begins to bead at the base of her neck despite the freezing temperatures. “I don’t want to talk about this. I just wanted you to make me feel better about running into my ex-boyfriend.”

“You’ll feel better if you talk to Killian.”

“I – ”

“Nope,” Ruby interrupts. “I’m going back to drinking my wine. You’re a big girl. Deal with your relationship shit on your own.”“I hate you.”“And I love you.”

At that, the phone call ends, and Emma is left in a hospital hallway all alone while her mind swirls and her stomach churns.

Except, she’s not alone. The nurses down the hall are still there, and standing in front of her are worn down white tennis shoes under navy blue scrubs that she would recognize anywhere.

Killian.

Her eyes glance up, slow and unsure, and he’s staring down at her with his arms crossed over his chest so that the muscles of his biceps bulge the slightest bit. He always hated wearing long sleeves under his scrubs when it’s cold.

“Your boyfriend is getting some treatment from Ariel. He should be finished in a few minutes.”

His voice is dripping with disdain, deep and gravely, and it only causes fire to burn up in her.

“He’s not my boyfriend.”

Killian scoffs, kicking his sneakers against the floor so that they squeak. “That’s not what he said. You’ve got a real piece of work in there, Swan. I don’t know what you could possibly see in him. Do whatever the hell you want to do with your life, but he spent the entire time I was examining him asking If it would be okay for the two of you to have sex tonight because you have ‘such a sweet ass.’ His words, not mine. It’s not exactly my place to make comments like that anymore, not that I would have ever been so dull in my compliments.”

Walsh has got to be kidding. There’s no way he said that, but then again, he is kind of an asshole. He could very much do that.

Shit. He probably said all of that.

But Killian has no right to be getting mad about any of this. It’s her life, not his, and he doesn’t get to have any kind of say anymore. They’re not together, and she can date whoever she wants.

So can he, but her heart shatters a little at the thought of that.

No, she won’t go there. She might throw up along with having a mental breakdown, and there’s probably not a floor in this hospital dedicated to things like that.

“You’re right,” Emma says as she carefully stands from the ground, her heels making it difficult at first. She and Killian are almost the same height now, and it helps her not to feel so damn small. He has never made her feel small, not until three minutes ago. “It is none of your business what I do or who I’m sleeping with. Thanks for the update on his condition. Have a nice night.”

She moves to walk away, but then Killian is grabbing onto her forearm and pulling her back so that their faces are only inches apart.

His eyes are unfairly blue, and she hates him for it.

“Emma, can we talk?”

“No.”

His eyes flutter closed as he tilts his head up, his jaw heavily ticking as his Adam’s apple bobs up and down his throat. Emma’s not sure if her lungs are still working. “We were together for five months, love. We were friends for a year before that. Don’t you think I deserve some kind of explanation as to why an hour after I told you that I loved you, you suddenly sprinted out my apartment door?”

The hurt in his voice is obvious, and it burns her like the freaking lasagna soup burned Walsh. She knows that she’s the one who screwed up, and that she doesn’t really have a leg to stand on here.

Emma Swan: screwing good things up since 1990.

“The last time someone told me that they loved me,” she yells out, loud enough that everyone can hear, “he left in the middle of the night, and I ended up going to jail for a year for something I didn’t do. So excuse me if I left before I could be abandoned again.”

Emma doesn’t look at Killian’s face. She can’t. All she can do is tug her arm away from his grip and start walking down the hallway, leaving Killian and her past behind her.

She doesn’t need this. She never has.

Emma is in the parking lot before she remembers that she’s supposed to be here with Walsh and probably has to take him home, but she doesn’t feel like it. Tonight has been too much, too overwhelming, and all she wants is to go home and eat the ice cream that’s in her freezer. This is definitely the worst date that she’s ever had.

The best was one at a Red Sox game with a hot dog and salty popcorn and the summer sun beating down on her skin in her shorts with a man with a charming smile in blue eyes sitting next to her, hand resting on her thigh. And all the ones after that where he’d take her jacket and pull her chair out even if they were at a shitty dive bar and even though she always said that she could get her own chair.

Shit.

Emma stops in front of an SUV that’s decidedly not her yellow bug because suddenly she can’t breathe. It has nothing to do with the nip in the air and the way that it makes her lungs burn with each step that she takes. It’s making her lungs burn right now with her hands pressed against the cool metal of the hood of this car.

“Swan.”

“Fuck,” she mutters, jumping out of her own skin so that she slaps down on the SUV, which, of course, makes the alarm go off. “Fuck, fuck, fuck. What the hell are you doing out here?”

Killian doesn’t say anything, at least not that she can hear over the alarm and the little voice in her head telling her not to cry and let hot tears spill from her eyes, and she’s tired of the waiting. She broke this man’s heart, and he is still standing outside in this awful weather trying to talk to him like she deserves him.

She doesn’t.

“I’m a screw up, Killian,” she whispers, her voice likely not being heard over the sound of the alarm. Cops or someone are probably going to show soon. “I’m not worth the fight that you’re trying to put up for me. I’m just a lost girl who has never mattered and never will. People always leave me.”

“I’m not going to leave, Emma.” His voice is louder now, and suddenly there’s a warm touch of a hand on her shoulder that has her turning around to look at him and the darkness swirling around in his eyes under the harsh florescent lighting of the parking lot. “I was never going to leave unless you asked me to, which you did. And I’d say that’s entirely beside the point, but it isn’t.”

“How am I supposed to know that?”

“You don’t. At some point you have to trust me and trust yourself too.”

“Neal – ”

“I’m not Neal.” Killian smiles down at her, that little half one that he always did when he was trying to reassure her of something. “I’ve never been Neal, and I know that you know that. I also know that you know you have people out there who love you and who think that you matter. David, Mary Margaret, Ruby.”

“You?”

“Aye, me.” He smiles again and reaches up to tuck some her hair behind her ears. “I love you and your stubborn streak that drives me up the wall, and I’m not asking you to love me. All I’m asking is that when you’re ready, when you don’t think I’m going to leave you, come find me. I’m willing to talk about how you and I are both screw-ups. It’s not just you. I promise.”

Emma’s heart stutters, and that damn tear escapes from her eye. “I’m sorry that I hurt you.”

“I’m sorry that you think you don’t deserve love when you do.” He bends down to kiss her cheek over where the tear spilled out. His lips and his scruff are forever inked into the feel of her skin. “I’ve got to get back to work. Call me if you ever feel ready, okay? And maybe keep from setting off car alarms and dating men who get lasagna soup spilled on their crotch.”

And then he’s walking away much like she did in the past, and Emma has no idea how she’s going to fix any of this.

All she knows is that she wants to because he still makes her feel happier than anyone else ever has.

Getting up the courage to let go of her fears, reservations, and, frankly, her own set of issues is another story. It’s one that she’s not sure that she can do tonight, not when her mind is still whirling around in dizzying circles that make Emma feel like her feet aren’t actually touching the ground.

They are. Even if they’re stumbling.

It’s December when Emma finally gets the courage to show up at Killian’s apartment with takeout from their favorite Tai place (two orders of drunken noodles instead of her recent order of one), and he opens the door with a smile that she’s working on feeling like deserving. She talks to him, really talks to him for probably the first time in her years of knowing him, and as terrifying as it is, being able to talk to someone about the scars that mark her skin is almost freeing, red disappearing back into her normal ivory. Killian’s got scars too, ones he was more open about, but she was so caught up in herself that she never really took the time to appreciate what he was telling her.

That’s changing now.

They understand each other, the two of them, and even though Emma is terrified of what opening her heart back up could mean, she’s ready to take the leap. There’s no guarantee of a soft landing, but that’s half of the risk.

That’s half of the fun.

And she never has to wear the damn blue first date dress again.

Or take her injured date to the emergency room because he had hot soup spilled on him.

Killian tends to avoid soup at all costs.

And maybe her worst date of all time wasn’t actually all that bad. It had a pretty good ending after all, and Emma’s finding herself fond of happy endings now.

#cs prompts #cs fic #cs ff #captain swan fic

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studiopoprocks · 5 years

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Love your work! Could you do one with kirishima where the reader is sick and he helps take care of them?

Feeling Sick

Awww yeah! My first Kiri x reader! Thank you so much this is such a cute idea 💡

Ship: Kirishima x Reader

Warnings: None

Category: Fluffyyyyyyy

Unsurprisingly Kirishima noticed you getting sick even before you did.

He wasn’t 100% sure, however he definitely went out of his way to give you his jacket, made sure you ate a vitamin rick lunch, and even attempted to carry you to bed early.

Your confusion over how weird he was being, quickly dissipated once you started coughing when you woke up.

Missing school wasn’t an option, especially in the hero course. Plus it was Friday so how bad can one day be? Pretty shit it turns out!

Main objective: don’t let your crush best friend Kirishima figure out how sick you are. Slipping on his sweater, stocking up on cough drops, and preparing to feel like death.

‘You look pale’ was the first thing out of Kiri’s mouth when you saw him. You denied it.

Now this boi was 100% sure.

Understands why you can’t miss class, but right when the bell rings, he’s taking you straight to the dorms.

Basically acted as your body guard the whole day. This guy got as scary as Bakugo, almost yelling at everyone during training.

‘What the hell Kaminari! Don’t be so rough!’ ‘Okay that’s it, your training with me’

Aizawa wasn’t pleased when he saw you training by yourself. He knew it wasn’t your fault, but he called both of you to him anyways.

‘Care to explain why you’re not letting her train?’

Kirishima explained how sick you were, ignoring how you protested between coughing and sniffling. You’d gotten worse.

‘You’re training to be a pro. Who are you going to help if you can’t even help yourself get better. You both are excused’ it came out harsh but you knew better.

The boy beside you however, almost cried when the words finally got to him.

By the time you had changed out of your gym uniform, Kiri had all your school stuff, todays homework, and was waiting patiently outside the girls change room.

Kiri was by not means weak, have you seen his abs! But you did feel bad having him carry all of your stuff. He even offered to carry you.

But of course his only focus was on you, getting you into bed with a cold compress and getting some sort of medication into your system.

And if you felt like eating, this dude would make you chicken noodle soup from scratch!

He sat like a puppy at the side of your bed, rubbing his thumb over your clammy hand.

He won’t leave your side until he’s sure you don’t need his help anymore. And according to him, you need is help for everything.

I swear you best be getting better soon or else this kid is going to have a mild heart attack.

If you ask him, he’ll let you do whatever you want. But you gotta ask him cuz he’ll do it for you before you even realize you need it.

Need a hot water bottle? He’s already heating it up. Need some water? Got a pitcher right beside him. Almost time for more meds? Has the exact amount with something to wash them down with.

Definition of caring and attentive.

Even managed to convince you to cuddle with him, cuz body heat is better then blankets for flues and stuff.

Probably ends up slightly sick cuz of being so close to you. But he’s fine with it cuz it means he gets to spend more time with you!

#bnha x reader #bnha #bnha kirishima #mha kirishima #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijiro x reader #kirishima eijirou #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero headcanons #mha #x reader #headcanon #request #fluff #sick reader #caring boi

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nightowlfandom · 5 years

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Park Jimin- Treat You Right.

REQUEST FROM PROMPT LIST- RIGHT HERE (Pssstt, I also do some anime stuff too wink wink)

EDIT-Thank you to @asanjms for the awesome title suggestion!!!

Also I'm looking for ideas for a AU series, any suggestions would help out a lot.

Also feel free to drop me a chat thingy if you wanna talk! I’m always looking for new friends. Also if you’re on Duolingo, make sure you do your lessons today!

...

"Are you sure I'm not intruding?" You asked shyly. A bad breakup had left you too distracted to realize that the repairmen were going to be working on your apartment all week. Sleeping in a half fixed house didn't seem so practical.

Yes, a bad breakup, which was two weeks ago. It ended that badly.

"Of course Y/N!" Hoseok pat your shoulders. "You should have asked us sooner."

You looked down, guilt streaming through your face. You hated making people worry, especially your friends. It was a habit you tried to break. Well, they were all almost your friends. In all honesty you were sure Jimin didn't care where you ended up or how you got there. He had been glaring at you all evening. His sharp eyes pierced the side of your head. Well, you didn't 100 percent ask him if he hated you, but you were sure he did!.

"I promise the minute my apartment is all fixed you won't see me for the rest of the month." you mumbled, 'guilt' slapped across your forehead...or at least it should have been.

"Y/N stop. It really is okay." Jin sat by you. "We love you, of course we aren't gonna leave you in the dust!." he scoffed. "Just hope you don't mind messes." he chuckled.

"Ummm I guess not." you shrugged, smiling shyly. You stared down at your nails, feeling a bit at ease. "Um...where exactly can I sleep?"

"We'll figure that out, but for now you make yourself at home!" Namjoon instructed. "If anything you'll take one of ours and we'll sleep in another room. Unless you're okay with sharing a room with one of us." You noticed Jimin stalking away. He probably had an annoyed look on his face. You'd probably be too. You relaxed, allowing yourself to breathe. It was times like this you were thankful for your friends.

"That's perfectly fine." you said quietly, not wanting anyone to change their comfort in short supply of you.

...

"What are you doing up?" an annoyed looking Jimin found you leaning against the counter in the kitchen. You looked up, a string of instant noodles hung from your lip, making him raise his brow. You nervously stared back down, embarrassment tracing your every move.

"I'm hungry." you focused back down on your food. Didn't know eating was a problem with him now. "Is that okay with you?" you mumbled under your breath.

Either he did hear you and didn't care to ask you to repeat yourself or maybe he did hear and chose to ignore you. "So, heard it didn't end well with your boyfriend...what gives?"

You shut your eyes. Don't you DARE start crying. Not in front of Jimin, anyone but him. Well the other boys were all out doing who knows what... so you couldn't cry period. If your now ex-boyfriend didn't see you cry at that moment then re-imagining it shouldn't do shit.

"Hey...are you crying?" he walked closer. You turned away from him, furiously wiping your eyes. Your sleeve was wet...DAMNIT, DIDN'T YOU JUST SAY NOT TO CRY?!

"No, not at all!" you kept your voice surprisingly even. "You must be seeing things."

"Hey." you felt a pat on your shoulder which made a tingle shoot up your spine. "You are crying...Y/N...what happened." he said in a warning tone.

"I said it's fine Jimin." you swallowed the lump in your throat.

"And I say bullshit." he huffed. "Something's obviously eating at you." he made you face him.

"I caught him cheating okay?! The girl he was with dumped coffee on me...and dumped her plate of who knows what on me too" you snapped. "...then she took a picture of me, claiming she was gonna post it. Is that what you wanted to hear?" you clenched your teeth to keep from wavering too much. "Then he said I was a fool and that I was a pity-test."

Everyone in that place legit stared at you as the two walked out. The manager of the restaurant had taken you to the employee bathrooms to help you. Thank good that coffee wasn't hot. They even let you use the employee back door to leave so you wouldn't have to face the crowd again. Since that day everything's just been....shit

"Y/N." Jimin's voice softened.

"Forget it." you put your eating utensil down. "It's done and over with." You suddenly felt your hand being grabbed. You stared down at Jimin's hand, which covered yours gingerly.

"It most certainly isn't done and over with." he sighed. "Why didn't you tell any of us sooner?!"

You glared at him, hearing his words.

"Don't say 'us' like you would have cared to help console me!" you huffed. "Don't use 'us' as if you would have had any part in helping me either." you glared at Jimin, secretly wishing you had the Medusa stare.

"Y/N you're being ridiculous." he sighed, his cold stare from earlier returning.

"Am I?! I seem to remember being the target for your hateful stares and snide comments towards me. Ever since I became friends with Namjoon, you've been staring at me like I don't belong anywhere near you." you ranted. "I'm not being ridiculous...I'm being honest."

"How would you know I'm glaring at you? Unless you've been paying really close attention to me." he raised a brow. "Unless you've found a way to stare at my face without me knowing. You don't know about my emotions either, Y/N."

Oh no...you were caught!

"Uh...well it's not hard to notice." you stammered. "Y-you're not hard to miss."

"Oh really?" a cocky grin made it's way to your face. "Am I making you nervous Y/N? Do you like me or something?"

"Me?!? No!" you lied. "Shut up! D-dummy." you stared down at your feet. Pfft not like you liked him or anything and convinced yourself to hate him! “Just leave me alone, please.”

"Y/N...why did you start dating that guy." he asked. "Be honest.."

"A little thing called Parents Who Want to Control Every Aspect of My Life "you replied. "They made me get with him." you shook your head. "If I tell my parents...they'll say it was my fault he cheated- Why am I telling you any of this?! Not like you care." you rolled your eyes, about to walk past him.

You heard the front door slam and loud laughter follow.

"Hey Y/N, hey Jimin!" Jin met you two in the kitchen. "Hey Y/N. I wanted to talk to you about where you're gonna sleep. Jungkook's room is a mess, Taehyung snores-"

"She can share with me." you heard Jimin interrupt before walking out the kitchen. Wait, what?! No! Hold on! What type of-

...

"We're only sharing a bed. It isn't the end of the world." Jimin sat shirtless on his bed, tapping away at his phone screen. He looked up at you standing by the bathroom door. You were scared for dear life. Sharing a bed...with Jimin no less! Wtf?!

"Well I've never shared a bed with anyone other than my parents and that was when I was nine years old and scared to sleep alone." you rebutted. "Give me a minute okay?"

"Sure."

You stared at the empty spot next to him. Okay, this was it. Awkwardly, you walked over, sitting at the edge of the bed. You stared down at your feet, taking deep and seemingly troubled breaths. Was your love life really meant for this? Nothing more than...how could you even say it.

"You plan on going to sleep any time soon?" you heard a voice mumble. It was only then you really had the urge to have a snack.

You remembered Jungkook had found your favorite dessert and bought it for you. You wanted it...now.

"Nope!" you got up, trotting out of the room. "I want something sweet!" you skipped off. Dessert here you come!

Okay now you were super sleepy. You had just finished your food and were struggling to keep your eyes open as you got to Jimin's room. Sleep, sleepy, sleepy.

You groaned as you landed on the bed. It was a lot harder if a surface than you thought. Not mention there was a certain rise and then dip where your head was.

"Jimin, has anyone told you that you have a very uncomfortable bed?" you yawned, trying your best to get comfortable. "How do you sleep like this?"

"Well, I usually start by actually being on the bed." you heard from right below you. That comment caused you to look up, seeing Jimin's face right in front of you and you looked down to find yourself laid against his torso.

"Oh shit." you suddenly said. "I am so sorry!" you got off of him. "I was sleepy and your shirt blended in with the sheets!"

"Oh really?" he smirked, leaning up on his elbow. "You don't have to be scared of me baby."

"Me? Scared?! I'M NOT SC-" you were cut off by his chuckling. "Not like I have a thing for you or anything pfftt."

"Don't lie to me Y/N, and don't pretend that wasn't on purpose." he whispered. "Come here."

You were suddenly pinned onto your back to your surprise and partial delight.

"That was an accident." you said, feeling your head spin.

"Sure it was." he chuckled. "Maybe if that asshole couldn't treat you right, maybe I can."

Before you could reply, Jimin hovered his mouth over yours. His hand moved up under your shirt. “Do you want me to treat you real nice, Y/N.”

‘J-Jimin.” You said lowly, wanting to be quiet. As if taken by something, a completely different Jimin brushed stray hairs from your face.

“You’re beautiful you know that?”

“Huh?” you were taken by surprise at his words. Jimin’s head dipped into the divet of your collarbone. His lips traced a line alone your chest, leaving what felt like a burning trail along your skin.

“We can’t be too loud, we might wake the boys.” he said urgently. “B-but I-...” he pecked your lips multiple times, each little kiss getting longer and longer. “I want to-” he cut himself off with another peck to your lips. “I want to make you forget about him.”

Wordlessly, you tugged at the hem of Jimin’s shirt. There was no use in trying to act like you hated him anymore. Deciding you were impatient, you straddled Jimin’s body, looking down at him. His warm hands trailed up and down your waist.

“I knew you liked me” he winked.

“Oh shush.” you pouted, leaning down to kiss him again.

(cock block bitches ha!)

...

You sat at the restaurant table, tapping your fingers against your drinking glass. Your mind was quite literally wandering about, thinking about absolutely nothing important.

"Y/N" you you perked your head up to find your ex-boyfriend staring down at you. "Is that you?"

"Hm, Hey." you crossed your arms, raising to your feet. "Fancy seeing you here." you perked up a brow. His eyes trailed down your body, he'd never seen you dressed like this before. The way you wanted to dress when you were with him but never got to.

That girl...the one who humiliated you was behind him, clinging onto his arm seemingly for dear life.

"Yeah. You look...amazing." he bit his lip. "Really."

"I'm aware." you raised an eyebrow, causing a few passing waitresses to erupt in a giggling fit. He looked real dumb. "Wish I could say the same." you raised an eyebrow, making him laugh.

"C-could I buy you a drink?" he asked, prompting that girl to slap his arm and glare at you even harder.

"Sorry, she's with someone." a voice spoke from behind you. You turned to find Jimin walking up, wrapping an arm around your waist. "Hey beautiful."

You noticed both of them looked like they've been hit with a truck. Shocked as hell.

"You got over me that quick?" he looked slightly mad.

"You're not that hard to forget about." Jimin laughed. "Come on, Y/N. It smells like trash in here." he grabbed your hand.

"Later." you waved to the girl who looked even more upset. "Really? 'Trash' " you giggled once you two got outside.

"I could have said something else." he shrugged. “Now...you’re place or mine” he winked.

“You’re a mess” you rolled your eyes, chuckling.

“You love it.” he winked.

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moroserose · 5 years

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“BTS World” Ultimate Guide (Updated 10/13/2019)

💕 Small heart = meh

💗 Big colorful heart = okay

💖 Big colorful spinning heart = lots of points~!

WARNING: Please keep in mind that this is not a 100% spoiler-free guide.

Anything with just chapter-part numbers (e.g. “1-16”) don’t have any heart pop-ups and are just based on my opinion judging by how the members react to the answers in the game. All of these answers lead to the exact same outcome.

Also, I followed the spelling from the game.

Have fun!

CHAPTER 1:

After 1-4:

Message (Kim Namjun):

1) How'd you get my number? 💕 Are you really Kim Namjun? 💖 This isn't a dream... Right? 💗

2) I guess I am their replacement after all... 💖 Are you sure this isn't a mistake? 💗 Does this mean I can keep texting you? 💕

After 1-10:

Phone call (Kim Namjun):

1) Well, I guess that can't be helped! 💖 It might delay your debut. 💗

After 1-12:

Message (Hoseok):

1) From the beginning. 💖 The part where you were saying 'Fightin... 💗 Psh, I heard nothing! 💕

1-16:

1) It's our group name! 💗 That came out wrong. 💖

After 1-19:

Message (Jimin):

1) Be careful next time. 💕 Let's go to the emergency room! 💗 Stop getting hurt...💖

2) Nah... It's okay! 💖 Oooh, really? 💗

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CHAPTER 2:

2-3:

1) Of course, I'm fine! 💗 Honestly... I'm a little startled. 💖

After 2-4:

Social Feed (Seokjin):

1) You have to pour the sauce on sweet ... 💖 You have to dip each piece in the sauce! 💗 You have to make sure the pork pieces ... 💕

Message (Seokjin):

1) Who? 💖 Me?💕 The other members? 💗

2) Takeout isn't good for you. 💕 Enjoy your food 💖 What about mine? 💗

After 2-7:

Phone call (Jeongguk): 1) You must be tired, though. Go to bed! 💖 You called because you thought of me? 💗

2) Hey, why not? 💖 Suddenly barging in is a bit... 💗

After 2-8:

Group Text:

1) Thanks for reassuring me that you're fine... I'm disappointed because you're doin... (Both seem ok? Maybe the first one if you want to feel less guilty lol)

2-9:

1) What are you guys doing? 💗 As long as you're happy. 💖

After 2-9:

Social feed (Namjun):

1) Did you clean the dorm? 💖 Let's make a regular habit out of cleaning! 💗 I heard you were the messiest one, Namjun! 💕

2-11:

1) You need to stop this. 💗 Thank you. 💖

After 2-12:

Social feed (Taehyung):

1) Where is that? 💕 What's that bag? 💖 Feel the darkness...? 💗

2-14:

1) You should have been more careful. 💗 Don't worry about it. 💖

After 2-15:

Social feed (Yunki):

1) Is this a campaign to promote saving files? 💗 What's shupshup? 💖 It worked out in the end. 💕

After 2-17:

Message (Namjun):

1) He didn't look too happy. 💕 He looked okay? 💗 Namjun, you look like you're having a h... 💖

2) How about a sincere apology? 💖 Buy him a burger combo? 💗 Include glass mentality boy in the lyrics. 💕

2-18:

1) It's a learning experience. 💗 I believe you have a reason for that. 💖

After 2-19:

Group Text:

1) Dream 💖 ??? 💗

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CHAPTER 3:

3-3:

1) The easy way out is to give up. Relax. Stop worrying. (Both seem ok?)

After 3-4:

Social feed (Hoseok):

1) It was the perfect party! 💖 Are you sure he was surprised? 💗

After 3-5:

Message (Jeongguk):

1) Are you sure you weren't surprised? 💗 Psh, you did fall for it! 💕 I'm happy that you had fun! 💖

2) Why are you sorry? 💖 So is it time to go record? 💗 The hyungs or me? 💕

After 3-6:

Phone call (Seok Jin):

1) To be Bangtan's manager! 💗 To be rich and jobless... 💕 To be an ordinary office worker. 💖

3-7:

1) Maybe you're judging too hard? 💗 How about trying something bold? 💖

After 3-9:

Social feed (Jimin):

1) No more shakes, right? 💗 Was it really good? 💕 It's so nice to see the two of you gett... 💖

3-12:

1) Maybe he's been slacking off. 💖 Maybe he's having second thoughts. 💗 (At least... I think?)

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CHAPTER 4:

After 4-3:

Social feed (Taehyung):

1) That's a really good photo! 💗 Let's take one together to post next time! 💖 Something's missing... 💕

Phone call (Taehyung):

1) I was the one who made the mistake. 💗 Why do you think that? 💖

2) It was because of the secret weapon reveal... 💖 It's nothing. 💗

After 4-9:

Message (Yunki):

1) Huh? It's the most handsome of them a... 💖 I wasn't worried at all? 💗

2) Should I reveal their first fan's identity? 💖 How about you comment using your r... 💗

3) Sorry... I'll stop teasing! 💖 Do you want me to keep it a secret? 💗 You don't sound like your usual self... 💕

After 4-13:

Social feed (Jeongguk):

1) Instant noodles instead of a proper m... 💕 Share, please! 💗 Is there anything you can't do? 💖

After 4-19:

Phone call (Hoseok):

1) You forgot to count yourself! 💖 Where did the last member go? 💗

2) You sure were. I didn't cry!!! 💖 Just a tiny bit... 💗

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CHAPTER 5:

After 5-5:

Message (Seok Jin):

1) Nope nope not at all! 💗 A little but it's okay. What's up? 💖

2) I don't understand? 💖 This is so sudden! 💗

After 5-6:

Social feed (Jimin):

1) I can't believe you threw me a surpr... 💕 The fresh cream made your face sweeter? 💗 I'm more thankful! 💖

5-10:

1) Of course you're charming! Please don't... How about you think it over first? (Everything's OK lol he ain't gonna change his mind)

After 5-11:

Group Text:

1) Guys... I'm sorry... Bear with me... (No heart pop-ups but 2nd one is better)

5-17:

1) You're right, you should think about it. It's not your fault. I'll appoint Jeongguk as leader, then. (All options are OK and cute asdfghjkl I love him)

After 5-19:

Message (Taehyung):

1) What were you doing? 💗 You can do it next time 💖 The bus is long gone 💕

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CHAPTER 6:

After 6-9:

Phone call (Yunki):

1) Is this really "serious"? 💕 Nope. You have to. 💗 Are you struggling? 💖

2) Yunki! You have to go to the gym! 💖 You already sleep enough as is! 💗

After 6-11:

Social feed (Jeongguk):

1) So how do you feel? 💕 The outfit looks cool! 💖 It makes debut day seem so close! 💗

Message (Jeongguk):

1) You've grown! 💖 You're becoming an adult! 💗

2) No….. 💖 Yes!!!!! 💗

After 6-13:

Social feed (Seok Jin):

1) What else is shining? 💗 Your face was also shining, Seok Jin 💖 ??????? 💕

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CHAPTER 7:

After 7-1:

Social feed (Yunki):

1) Woah it’s SUGA’s POV!! 💗 Pretty good! 💖 Do you have a selfie? 💕

After 7-5:

Message (Hoseok):

1) Okay sure! 💖 Right now? Even though it’s dark? 💗 Neighborhood? 💕

2) Of course I can! 💗 No! 💖 I deleted it 💕

After 7-7:

Social feed (Namjun):

1) Congrats on the comeback! 💗 This is only the beginning! 💖 T______T 💕

After 7-12:

Message (Jeongguk):

1) It’s because of the year-end show huh? 💖 You napped a lot earlier! 💗

2) How come you pretended to be sleeping? 💖 Were you eavesdropping? 💗

After 7-13:

Social feed (Jimin) :

1) It was great! 💖 I’m looking for the culprit! 💗 I never want to have another snowball fight 💕

Message (Taehyung):

1) Oh no you found me out 💗 I’m not sick! 💕 C...ough COUGH 💖

2) Medicine? 💖 Snack? Money?

After 7-19:

Message (Yunki):

1) I’ll fly over right now! 💖 At this hour? I’ll send one of the members

2) This is only the beginning 💕 Let’s have a party to celebrate! How happy?

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Affinity Messages:

Message (Namjun, lvl 5):

1) What the... 💗 I was just joking. 💕 You have a point. 💖

Message (Namjun lvl 7):

1) The Dignity of a Wise Leader 💗 How to Become a Sexy Guy 💖 How Mensa Members Live 💕

2) That sounds perfect for you. 💖 Why do you need a book to learn about that? 💗

Message (Namjun lvl 11):

1) You smashed a drawer...? 💕 Good thing you found it 💗 You're not hurt, are you? 💖

2) Did you write down your first impression... 💖 Did you write down your first impressions... 💗 (Screw this choice, honestly)

Message (Namjun lvl 13):

1) A cold? 💗 A slump? 💖 Is it Taehyung? 💕

2) I'll try. 💖 I can't. 💗

Social feed (Namjun lvl 19):

1) I’m glad you’ve gotten over your slump 💖 You should have cropped Seokjin out 💕 You’re a real workaholic 💗

Phone Call (Namjun lvl 22):

1) Prep the chicken first. 💖 Peel the potatoes first. Did you make the sauce yet?

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Message (Seok Jin lvl 6):

1) Where's the extremely good look... 💗 Are you referring to yourself? 💕 I knew that already. 💖

Message (Seok Jin lvl 11):

1) I'm busy today. 💗 I'll stop by later. 💖

2) Do your best. 💗 Order some chicken... 💖

Message (Seok Jin lvl 17):

1) Of course! 💗 No... 💖

Message (Seok Jin lvl 22):

1) You set me up. 💗 It's true, honestly! 💖 Aren't you tired of it? 💕

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Message (Yunki lvl 4):

1) What were you doing 💗 Were you sleeping? 💕 So you didn't block me 💖

Message (Yunki lvl 5):

1) Sorry, I must've mixed them up. 💗 Are you sure you didn't mix them up? 💖

Message (Yunki lvl 10):

1) Did you eat anything at least? 💗 You should hurry up and go to bed 💖 So cute lol! 💕

Message (Yunki lvl 15):

1) Making good use of it? 💖 I didn't buy it. 💗

Phone Call (Yunki lvl 21):

1) Perfect day for laundry! 💗 It's a perfect day to go outside. 💕 It's a perfect day to stay indoors at home. 💖

Message (Yunki lvl 24):

1) I think you’d make a great one. 💖 I can’t imagine you being one.

2) Shouldn’t you be a bit more polite? I’m gonna sue you… 💖

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Message (Hoseok lvl 7):

1) Yes of course! 💖 Come on... 💗

Message (Hoseok lvl 9):

1) Are you holding out on me? 💖 I'm still really curious... 💗

Message (Hoseok lvl 14):

1) This is a bad idea. 💖 Of course! Have fun! 💗

Social Feed (Hoseok lvl 20):

1) It was so far away T_T 💖 Right, it was worth it! 💕 I went with him so he wasn’t bored! 💗

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Message (Jimin lvl 3):

1) You don't have to be so formal! 💖 You replied almost immediately! 💕 Why are you there? 💗

2) Why would you say that? 💖 Why do you think that? 💗

Message (Jimin lvl 15):

1) Have I been found out already? 💗 Enjoy it and good luck at practice! 💖 I found it on my way here. 💕

2) What’s your favorite food? 💗 What’s your favorite game? 💕 What kind of videos do you like? 💖

Message (Jimin lvl 17):

1) Cat food! 💗 Chicken breast! 💖 Yummy snacks! 💕

Social Feed (Jimin lvl 20):

1) The cat looks full! 💗 Your life is just as important as practicing. 💖 Can't I be the angel instead? 💕

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Message (Taehyung lvl 4):

1) I'm not sure, I don't know either. 💗 What do you think, Taehyung? 💖 It's because of the color violet's refract... 💕

Message (Taehyung lvl 6):

1) It's great! 💖 That's grand. 💗 I'm not so sure.... 💕

Message (Taehyung lvl 14):

1) You really are 4-dimensional, aren’t you. 💕 Is your blood type AB? 💗 Your mind moves so fast, Taehyung, … 💖

2) Do whatever you want to do, Taehyung! 💖 Rap? Will you be able to… 💗

Message (Taehyung lvl 17):

1) What are you thinking about this time? 💗 Look at how good-looking you are. 💕 When are you rapping for me? 💖

Phone Call (Taehyung lvl 22):

1) Don't you think you need to practice a lit… 💗 Yup, good enough! 💖

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Message (Jeongguk lvl 7):

1) I feel used. 💗 Invite me all you want, then. 💖

2) Who else would it be? 💖 Have you been paying attention? 💗

3) You don't like it? 💗 Alright, thanks. 💖

Message (Jeongguk lvl 12):

1) Is that true? 💗 You were too embarrassed to say so, huh? 💕 I feel like it was worth it. 💖

Message (Jeongguk lvl 16):

1) You're playing a game right now, are… 💖 Wow rekt 💕 I thought you were a robot! 💗

2) That much, huh? 💖 Me or lamb kebabs? 💗 Never mind. 💕

Phone Call (Jeongguk lvl 21):

1) Of course! I'll come for you. 💖 Are the other hyungs busy? 💗

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3 ⭐ - 5 ⭐ Card Guide:

Kim Namjoon (5* Card):

Skywatching 1: 1) It's pretty cloudy. It's so clear! 💖 It's just dark.

2) Why are you doing this? Okay, I'll look. 💕 Are you watching me?

Skywatching 2: 1) Can you find my zodiac constellation? 💖 You're more romantic! 💗

Kim Namjoon (4* Card):

Beloved Fedora 1: 1) You look like a model! 💗 Do you really like that fedora? I don't really like it, either...

Beloved Fedora 2: (no choices)

Breaking from the Path 1: 1) Whoa you got lost??? Check your maps app! I'll come find you right now! 💖

Breaking from the Path 2: 1) I didn't have trouble finding it… 💕 I'll fix the address system just for you. 💗 Even your excuses are adorable! 💖

Fine Dust 1: 1) No outdoor activities today! 💗 I'd like a mask please! 💕 Please destroy the fine dust too 💖

Fine Dust 2: 1) You really do look like it 💕 You know I was kidding right? 💖 You look like an acorn 💗

Food for Thought 1: 1) What are you reading? 💗 Such a sexy genius. 💖 That's not a real disease. 💕

Food for Thought 2: 1) Yeah, it's so cool! 💖 What does that mean? 💕 My head hurts... 💗

In Search of the Passport 1: (no choices)

In Search of the Passport 2: 1) Now you won't forget anything! Who taught you to do this? Don't forget your swag! 💖

Pretty Hands 1: 1) I can't even single-task… Isn't it better to do one thing at a time? 💖 Ah it hurts when you bite your nails T_T

Pretty Hands 2: 1) Isn't it dangerous to wander alone at night? I wanna go, too! 💖 Emotionally expressive as always, Namjun.

The Joy of Learning 1: 1) What's your secret? 💖 You think studying is fun? 💗 You're amazing, Namjun! 💕

The Joy of Learning 2: (no choices)

What’s My Score? 1: 1) You’re underestimating yourself. 💖 How many points would you give me? 💗 Don’t stress out about it! 💕

What’s My Score? 2: 1) 100 points! 💖 No points.I can’t tell you.

Kim Namjoon (3* Card):

A Placebo Effect: 1) I'll buy you energy supplements 💖 You didn't get in trouble? 💗

A Single Rose: (no choices)

Every Day is My Birthday: (no choices)

Gentlemanly Manners: 1) That's a line from a movie, right? 💖 Taking yourself a little too seriously, huh? 💗

Hobby: Studying: 1) I totally understand. 💖 I can't relate... 💗

Namjun's Wish: 1) That's so moving 💖 That's not what I would wish for… 💗

Negative 248 Degrees: 1) You'd be dead if that was true... 💖 Did something happen? 💗

One Track on Repeat: 1) Me too 💖 Not me 💗

Own Sense of Style: (no choices)

Small Moment of Happiness: 1) Aren't you lonely? 💖 Don't forget to clean the dorm! 💗

The Usual Please: 1) I wish I had been there to see it! 💖 That new cashier didn't know any better. 💗

Two Selves: 1) What's the difference between the two? 💖 Both are precious to me! 💗

Where’s the Basketball?: 1) I’ll help you find it. 💖 Is there anything you haven’t lost…? 💗

Kim Seokjin (5* Card):

While Asleep 1: 1) You were pretty calm. You were singing. 💗 You were calling my name!

2) I'm really glad. I can say the same 💕 I don't like being comfortable

While Asleep 2: 1) Nothing really I do sleep talk a little 💖 Oh man I can't tell you

2) No wonder I felt so warm 💖 Why didn't you just wake me up Keep it a secret from the other kids!

Persevering Spirit 1: (no choices)

Seok Jin Over Flowers 1: (no choices)

The Eldest's Grievance 1: 1) Are you sick? I'll buy you supplements. I've felt the same way lately. 💕

Kim Seokjin (4* Card):

A Drive 1: 1) I didn't know you had a driver's license! 💗 I want to go for a drive, too. 💖 Is something frustrating you lately? 💕

A Drive 2: 1) The nightscape from the bridge was… Then it's time to practice! I acknowledge you as the driver! 💖

A Slump 1: 1) What's going on? Wanna go eat meat? 💖 We're all here for you.

A Slump 2: 1) You sound so grow up. So, what'd you forget about? You did so well on your own! 💖

Fairytale Prince 1: 1) Those books are all pretty thin, aren’t they? 💖 Why the fairy tales? 💕 Let me know if you read a good one! 💗

Fairytale Prince 2: 1) I’ll be your prince! 💖 Fairy tales are exactly that, fairy tales… That makes me feel calm for some we...

Late-Night Chef 1: 1) Looks so good 💗 Seok Jin made a mistake?! 💕 Looks like you're working overtime, Seok Jin! 💖

Persevering Spirit 1: (no choices)

Persevering Spirit 2: 1) Your health is more important than … 💗 You care so much about the people aro...💖

Seok Jin Over Flowers 1: (no choices)

Seok Jin Over Flowers 2: 1) Both are beautiful! 💕 Seok Jin, you’re beautiful! 💗 Flowers are beautiful! 💖

Support of a Handsome Guy 1: (no choices)

Support of a Handsome Guy 2: 1) Me? Why? 💗 No! 💕 How about sticker pictures instead o… 💖

The Eldest's Grievance 1: 1) Are you sick? 💗 I'll buy you supplements. 💖 I've felt the same way lately. 💕

The Eldest's Grievance 2: 1) They're doing it because they like you. H… Do you want to go get dinner? 💖 Leave the maknaes to me!

Kim Seokjin (3* Card):

A Blessing and an Honor: 1) That didn't sound like kidding... 💖 I think of it as a blessing! 💗

A New Hairstyle: 1) World's cutest… 💖 Why'd you do that? 💗

A Small Face: (no choices)

Eye Candy: 1) So good-looking T___T 💖 Do you really mean that? 💗

Gift of a Bouquet: 1) One bouquet of Jin please 💖 I like flower bouquets though 💗

Idioms: 1) The meaning seems off… 💖 What a perfect example! 💗

Quote of the Day: 1) I know that well! 💖 You're joking, right...? 💗

Recipe for Rolled Eggs: 1) I don't have the most important ingredient... 💖 This recipe is a bit weird. 💗

Reliable Shoulders: (no choices)

Shy Feelings: 1) Are you practicing it to show the fans? 💗 Is that for me?! 💖

Strawberries and Strawberry Flavors: 1) Oh, I know! 💖 So picky… 💗

Surprise!: 1) Was the mirror not clean enough? 💖 Startling looks indeed. 💗

Sweet words: 1) You're handsome!!!!! 💖 You really don't get tired of it? 💗

Min Yoongi (5* Card):

Charging Complete 1: 1) A m a z i n g… How’s your fatigue? Glad to hear you slept so well! 💖

2) I wasn’t expecting anything. 💖 I’m slightly disappointed. 💕 Yeah, I was! 💗

Charging Complete 2: 1) It left a scar on my heart… 💖 Thanks for texting me. 💕 I remember everything you say, Yunki. 💗

2) You seem friendlier than usual! 💖 You look like you’re having fun. 💕 This picture’s so cute! 💗

Passionate Dancer 1: 1) I'm so sorry... 💗 You fell perfectly into my trap. 💖 That was completely my fault. 💕

2) Isn't that a wet wipe? 💕 Don't cry, just get stronger. 💖 Somehow that just hurts me more... 💗

Passionate Dancer 2: 1) I can't acknowledge that! 💕 I completely agree. 💖 Show me. 💗

2) I didn't know that 💖 Of course I know that! 💕 I've never heard you, so I wouldn't know. 💗

ShupGuyver 1: 1) Did he ask you to make him food? Did he ask to sleep in your room? Did he ask you to go out and have fun? 💕

2) You don't talk… much? That's what makes you so cool 💕 Those are some very precious hands

ShupGuyver 2: 1) That's really amazing Make me an armoire please 💗 Aren't you exaggerating

2) First time I've heard it 💖 Yes of course I know Who's that?

Min Yoongi (4* Card):

A Charming Hacker 1: 1) I didn't know you were so edgy. 💖 I'm gonna screencap this. 💗 You left your account logged in, huh? 💕

A Charming Hacker 2: 1) Taehyung? Jimin? That was actually me. 💖

A Meal with Jeongguk 1: 1) Sounds like it was good! 💗 Go to an all-you-can-eat place next time. 💕 How could you forget about me? 💖

A Meal with Jeongguk 2: 1) That sounds pricey. 💗 I’ll buy next time! 💖 You guys get along so well! 💕

An Old Friend 1: 1) What song are you practicing? 💕 I wanna see you play piano, Yunki! 💖 You know how to play the piano? 💗

An Old Friend 2: 1) Do you want me to help you? 💗 Let's think of a special performa… 💕 Is there anything you can't do? 💖

Composing is Hard 1: (no choices)

Composing is Hard 2: 1) I eat spicy food. I watch scary movies. I think of you guys! 💗

Laughing Virus 1: (no choices)

Laughing Virus 2: 1) I don't think my fancams would be funny. 💗 I watch your fancams too sometimes, Yunki. 💕 Well… Whatever makes you laugh. 💖

Pokerface 1: (no choices)

Pokerface 2: 1) Are you sure people misunderstand? I think glasses would look nice on you! 💗 I like you better without glasses T_T

Restaurant 1: (no choices)

Restaurant 2: 1) Great!! I’ll be right out. 💗 I thought you didn’t like that kind of food? 💖 I don’t feel so good today… 💕

Time for a Break 1: 1) No way 💕 You look tired? 💖 That's shameless of you. 💗

Time for a Break 2: 1) Why don't you sleep in tomorrow? 💖 Being busy is a good thing! Your bucket list is so sad.

Min Yoongi (3* Card):

A Manager's Concerns: (no choices)

A Mysterious Expression: (no choices)

Charms of Travel: 1) I know what you mean! 💖 I don't feel that way… 💗

Confessions of Love: 1) This is so sudden! 💗 Who's this for? 💖

Go! Shooting Guard: 1) Let's have a contest. 💖 How about you don't... 💗

Living Point: 1) Taxis are expensive… 💖 I can just give you a ride! 💗

Present to Myself: 1) What scent's the bath bomb? 💖 Is today a special day? 💗

Reminiscing: 1) You'll be able to experience it again! 💖 How about focusing on the present? 💗

Supernatural Tastes: (no choices)

The Mind's Eye: 1) Liar 💖 I wanna try! 💗

The Rights of a Champion: (no choices)

Ticketing: 1) Leave it to me. 💖 I know that feeling so well. 💗

Turn Up the Volume: 1) That's understandable… 💖 The waiter was a jerk! 💗

Jeong Hoseok (5* Card):

Sleep Tight 1: 1) I'm okay 💗 Nope I'm not okay How'd you know?

2) I think it will 💖 Nope it's not helping Will I be able to fall asleep?

Sleep Tight 2: 1) Dreams about you, Hoseok 💖 Exciting dreams Nightmares

2) I was flying too 💖 I wasn't flying I'm just kidding

Jeong Hoseok (4* Card):

A Day Off 1: 1) Rest up! 💗 Is today a chicken kind of day? 💖 You're not going to practice? 💕

A Day Off 2: 1) Still, rest up while you have the chance. Try practicing some light choreography? 💖 Hoseok, you're a practice fiend!

A Doggy Friend 1: 1) Should we get a pet dog for the dorm? Do you like animals? That dog looks like you! 💖

A Doggy Friend 2: 1) I think you’d do well, Hoseok! 💖 Not everyone can do it. What’s agility?

Animal Farm 1: 1) So you can fly? 💖 Please be reborn as Hoseok. 💗 I thought you were scared of birds! 💕

Animal Farm 2: (no choices)

Be Healthy 1: 1) Pain relief patches are perfect for mus… 💗 Take it easy with the practicing. 💕 Think of it as a badge of honor f… 💖

Be Healthy 2: 1) Say no to muscle aches!! 💖 Teach that to the others. 💗 Your stance looks wrong… 💕

Careful of Colds 1: (no choices)

Careful of Colds 2:

1) Time for some ginger tea 💗 You can't be sick 💖 I'm sick too 💕

Hoseok and the Doggy 1: (no choices)

Hoseok and the Doggy 2: 1) Dogs! 💗 Cats! 💕 Hoseok! 💖

I Need Luck 1: 1) Did you check your horoscope? You can borrow some of my luck. 💖 It's just one of those days…

I Need Luck 2: 1) Is something giving you a hard time? You're always so positive, Hoseok! You don't have to force yourself to sm… 💗

Jeong Hoseok (3* Card):

A Hobi Massage: 1) Don't you need one of those? 💖 My muscles are tense, too. 💗

A Hopeful Day: 1) Is today a special day? 💗 I'll have a hope-filled day! 💖

A Mysterious Bag: 1) What's in it? 💖 It's hella trophies and it's… 💗

Adorable Sleeping Habits: 1) Where did that come from? 💖 I’ve got to see this for myself 💗

Dance Team Complete: 1) Me!!! 💖 I think I know who! 💗

Devilish Eyes: 1) You’re there already... 💖 Guess you need to work a little harder! 💗

Each Others' Hope: 1) So sweet. 💖 I'm your manager! 💗

Follow What I Do:

1) Following your lead is hard. 💗 Does that really work? 💖

Hoseok's Transformation:

1) I like kind Hoseok… 💗 Whoa, scary! 💖

Hairband: (no choices)

Heart-Shaped Smile: (no choices)

Hope Minutes of Hope Hour: 1) It’s late. Are you not gonna sleep? 💖 Share some hope please 💗

Revenge of the Late Night Snacks: (no choices)

Park Jimin (5* Card):

Warm Dumplings 1: 1) That's a cute letter I'm sorry, dumplings! I'll be right there! 💗

2) Yes, good job! 💖 Eat them if you want to. I'll start up a kimchi dumpling place for you.

Warm Dumplings 2: 1) If you don't come soon I'm leaving. I want to see you! Come after practice. 💗

2) It's because of the kimchi dumplings, isn't it? Nope, no can do! I'll try to do this more often. 💖

Park Jimin (4* Card):

Almost Lucky 1: 1) Oh no... 💕 Don't be too disappointed! 💖 I'll take the punishment for you! 💗

Almost Lucky 2: 1) Hiking... Sounds fun! 💖 Such a heartless competition... 💗 Are you sure it isn't match fixing? 💕

Beautiful Night 1: (no choices)

Beautiful Night 2: 1) What are you doing up? You should go to bed! I like it, too! 💖

Movie Date 1: 1) A comedy. A love story. A martial arts movie. 💖

2) Even scary movies? Why are you so kind? Me, too! 💖

Movie Date 2: 1) Was it really fun? That's good to hear. 💖 Don't do that again!

2) Let's watch another one next time! You're overflowing with love. 💖

Outfit of the Day 1: (no choices)

Outfit of the Day 2: 1) Looks like something you have 💕 It suits you!! 💗 Where’d you buy it? 💖

Photogenic 1: 1) Be confident! 💖 Who took this picture for you? You look awkward…

Photogenic 2: (no choices)

Snack Adoration 1: 1) You love snacks that much? 💖 No more snacks today! 💕 Gimme snacks too 💗

Snack Adoration 2: 1) But I just bought snacks 💖 Liar! I already heard

So Mean to Me 1: 1) Pretty charming…? 💗 Bangtan is my life 💖 Is music everything? 💕

So Mean to Me 2: 1) It's because you're so cute. 💗 I want to play pranks on you, too. 💖 Teach them a lesson! 💕

Time for a Break 1: (no choices)

Time for a Break 2: 1) Me! Me! 💖 Working out when it's break time? What about something other than work…

Park Jimin (3* Card):

A Magical Suit: 1) You look so cool! 💖 Isn't that pose a little over the top? 💗

An Apple a Day: (no choices)

Close Friends: 1) Yunki's bothering you? 💖 It's because you're cute 💗

Conscience-Led Confession: (no choices)

Every Day's Christmas: 1) You still believed in Santa Claus...? 💖 Christmas is fun. 💗

Eye Smile: 1) How come? 💖 But you get cuter! 💗

Here, Have a Heart: 1) I have so much energy! Like a tiger! 💖 I don't really like hearts… 💗

Hi, New Friend: (no choices)

Instant Noodle Aftermath: 1) Please eat instant noodles every night... 💖 You do look a bit swollen… 💗

Playlist: 1) Recommend me some music! 💖 What song do you like the most? 💗

Refund Expedition: 1) How’d that happen...💖 What are you going to say when you ...💗

Step By Step: 1) The ground's pulling you down. 💖 Listen to your hyungs. 💗

The True Jimin: 1) An angel! 💖 A fairy! 💗

Kim Taehyung (5* Card):

All-Nighter Attempt 1: 1) Try drinking coffee Try exercising 💗 Just go to bed if you’re sleepy

2) Help me fall asleep 💖 I’m not sleepy though I’ll go to bed

Eat a balanced meal 1: 1) Don’t eat them if they don’t taste good. But you have to eat them… I can eat them for you. 💕

2) Try eating vegetarian for a bit? I’ll go hire a nutritionist. 💗 Will and effort is important!

Eat a balanced meal 2: 1) Gimme! 💖 I don’t really like fruit. Those strawberries suit you!

2) Let’s go eat something yummy. 💖 Don’t try to be sneaky! No?

Late-Night Jukebox 1: 1) Dance music Jazz Classical 💗

Late-Night Jukebox 2: 1) A happy one 💗 I need support 💖

2) Choose one for me please Taehyung Sing for me, Taehyung 💕 Can I pass?

Kim Taehyung (4* Card):

Glasses are Great 1: (no choices)

Glasses are Great 2: 1) I was expecting a different question… That’s a serious conundrum! 💕 That’s not important.

Hamburger Mania 1: 1) Hamburgers are the best! 💖 I think that's an exaggeration. I'm sure that black bean noodles are feel…

Hamburger Mania 2: 1) Are you buying? 💖 You're trying a new menu item? 💗 I'm not feeling hamburgers today… 💕

Pimple Friend 1: 1) Hi, pimple friend…? 💖 You’re making friends with your pimp… Remind me, what was good for pimples…

Pimple Friend 2: 1) You’re calling yourself...perfect? 💗 I’m glad your pimple friend left. 💖 Looks like that vinegar cleanse was rea… 💕

Square-shaped Smile 1: 1) It’s square-shaped. 💖 I can’t really tell…💕 It’s nice to see you smile. 💗

Square-shaped Smile 2: 1) You want me to smile? 💗 How do I make my mouth square-shaped? 💕 Wow, so cute! 💖

The Taste of Coffee 1: 1) It’s an acquired taste. 💗 Coffee can be tasty, too… 💖 How about not drinking carbonated drinks? 💕

The Taste of Coffee 2: 1) How’d it taste? 💗 I better mark this date on my calendar. 💖 And? 💕

V-Roll 1: 1) How does it feel to be that good-looking? I thought you were CG! 💖 It came out well.

V-Roll 2: (no choices)

When We Were Young 1: (no choices)

When We Were Young 2: 1) I don't know how to ride a bike… 💗 I'm good at bike-riding, too! 💖 Liar 💕

Kim Taehyung (3* Card):

A Dorm Must-Have: 1) The hyungs were mean! 💗 They probably had a reason. 💖

A Special Rose: 1) Who’s the important person? 💖 I like roses, too… 💗

An Expressive Voice: 1) When I think Taehyung I think tone 💖 When I think Taehyung I think strength 💗

Baby Bear: 1) You look like a teddy bear! 💖 I wanna give you a nickname! 💗

Be Careful of Racing Hearts: 1) What kind of pose is that? 💖 Save me! 💗

Gogh Hyung: 1) Van Gogh hyung…? 💖 Taehyung, you draw? 💗

I'm Confident: 1) How many centimeters? 💖 Do the other members agree with you? 💗

Idioms 101: 1) An eyesore for your sight? 💗 I liked it, too! 💖

Just One Wish: (no choices)

Moment of Liftoff: 1) 400 pictures? 💖 I’ll put you on a plane if you want. 💗

Needs More Cheering: (no choices)

Sleep Disrupter: 1) Try sleeping without the cushion! 💖 Do you want me to give you my pillow? 💗

Taetae English: 1) What is that supposed to mean??? 💗 OK… I'll be happy! 💖

Jeon Jeongguk (5* Card): Always Ravenous 1: 1) You ate all of that? It wasn't too spicy??? 💖 So handsome T___T

2) Of course I ate! 💗 Not yet… 💖

Always Ravenous 2: 1) That's kind of big for a snack? Sorry for making you wait… A bite, please! 💗

2) No… You're right! Just kidding. 💖 Okay! Let's eat together.

Cleaning Fairy 1: 1) I don't think so? 💖 Wouldn't they stay alive? Are you thinking of raising fruit flies?

2) Just spray some bug spray! I'm a fruit it annihilator 💕 I had no idea

Cleaning Fairy 2: 1) Cleaning Fairy Jeon Jeongguk 💗 What's going on? Are you all deep-cleaning?

2) I don't need to help? 💗 I don't believe you Photo proof!

Sleepyhead 1: 1) Calm down So cute! 💖 Guys run away!

2) I can't fall asleep that easily Me too! 💗 I bet I could wake you up quickly

Sleepyhead 2: 1) Maybe I should charge you royalties You think about me a lot huh 💖 Better buy a lottery ticket

2) Something sad! Something enjoyable! 💗 Something scary! (maybe this one…?)

Jeon Jeongguk (4* Card):

A Big Bag 1: (no choices)

A Big Bag 2: 1) Found the perfume! 💖 Why the sudden gift? Are you trying to tell me to shower more? lol

Average Day 1: 1) You miss normal life, don’t you? 💗 What would you want to do? 💕 But you’re enjoying life now, too… 💖

Average Day 2: 1) I’m happy to hear that you had fun! 💗 Those spicy rice cakes I ate are… 💖 Now it’s time to focus on practice! 💕

English Baby-Steps 1: (no choices)

English Baby-Steps 2: 1) It was really good! 💖 Confidence is important! Who complimented you???

Flying Through the Sky 1: 1) Bungee jumping? Me me me I want to! 💖 Bungee jumping seems scary…

Flying Through the Sky 2: 1) True, you'd be able to so a lot of differ... 💕 Wouldn't your wings get tired? 💗 Do everything you want to do, Jeongguk. 💖

In-Ear Mic 1: (no choices)

In-Ear Mic 2: 1) Replacement headset microphon... 💖 Don't go too hard during rehearsal. 💕 You look cool when you're doing your best! 💗

Plucking Peach Fuzz 1: 1) Why do they want you to break the habit? 💕 You should try doing what they say. 💖 Does the world revolve around your pe… 💗

Plucking Peach Fuzz 2: 1) That's a cute habit. 💕 I think I've seen you pick at your peach fu… 💗 Tell me some of your other habits. 💖

Taekwon-Boy 1: 1) It’s for your own safety! 💗 Maybe you’re wearing the wrong size? 💕 If it’s too uncomfortable, take it off. 💖

Taekwon-Boy 2: (no choices)

When I Grow Up 1: 1) What's Wing Chun? 💗 They shouldn't tease you about your age! 💕 They're teasing because you're adorable! 💖

When I Grow Up 2: 1) I'm okay. 💕 I think you're grown up already? 💗 Can I cry? T___T 💖

Jeon Jeongguk (3* Card):

A Promise to Myself: 1) Me????? 💗 You’re doing well now. 💖

A Quiet Song: 1) You’re so emotionally expressi… 💖 That sounds like it would get boring… 💗

A Strong Man: (no choices)

Brand New Outfit: 1) Jeongguk? Shopping?? 💖 Plain t-shirts again!! 💗

Different Viewpoints: (no choices)

Finding the Culprit: 1) Who was it??? 💖 It was me… 💗

Growing Pains: (no choices)

Life of an Athlete: 1) Are you a singer or an athlete? 💖 No more muscles! 💗

Maknae’s Line of Sight: 1) You’re looking cuter, Jeongguk! 💖 I wanna know how they react to you say… 💗

Such Wavy Hair: 1) So cute!! 💖 Wow, you look so cool!! 💗

The Very Hungry Maknae: 1) There's microwaveable rice under the sink! 💖 That's scary?! 💗

Versatile: 1) You can do it all! 💖 You need to pick something and focus on it! 💗

What Guys Dream To Be: 1) I say no. 💗 I think it'd be cool. 💖

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one: a phone call from johnny.

"yes, hyung. well i got out now didn't i. it's fine, this isn't even big news to you, you know me. okay, okay i will. i'll see you later. bye."

doyoung looks at the time after the call. 12:01 it says. 12 hours of detention for what.

"we won't be putting it on records. we just have to appease them is all. you shouldn't have put yourself in that position kid. being smart ain't it all." doyoung hears the police on duty say to him. he knew he saw him as an inconvenience, complete total waste of time, some kind of stain he needs to get rid of fast or else his mother will barge in and do an hour long monologue about her efforts and how it's unappreciated. the feeling was mutual.

"i was in the right. i was just defending myself."

there, a sigh and a shoo-ing action, a little roll of the eyes to say 'we heard you but you should really go.'

"yeah, yeah. you can go now. just don't try to come here again, it doesn't look good on you."

yeah. whatever. doyoung almost says but chooses not to. he's had enough for the next quarter. the year is gonna continue to go on and he can't be wasting it on something dumb twice with only 12 hours in between. he's better than that.

two: what comes after the release is hunger.

the sun is at high noon now and half of his day is wasted. hd hears his stomach growl as he starts walking away from the station, determined to go straight back home where there is ample air circulation and a soft bed to lie on. but again, hunger. his last meal was before they got him and after that, every hour was just water therapy.

"food. i need food." almost as a pinned reminder.

he gets inside the first shop he spots. some shady little shop right across the station with a sign that reads 'bass bot' and 'cold noodles and tofu available here.' none of it matches.

"welcome!" doyoung gets greeted by a male, around his age with a red cap tied around his head. the ones you see in chinese restaurants. it matches his apron tied around his waist. a pretty small one. the waist. and the shop. no one is inside except him and this guy.

"what can i get for you?" the guy asks, holding a small notebook and a pen on the other hand. his eyes are pretty. tantalizing even.

"isn't there a chef's choice? if there is, i'd get that."

the guy laughs a little but most of it ends up with a wide smile. he's pretty, doyoung finally decides after a while. really pretty. some kind of face that you won't expect to see right here with no crowd.

"okay. chef's choice, i'll get to that." the guy turns but stops before he gets back to the kitchen. "and plain tofu right?"

"tofu?" doyoung asks, confused.

the guy nods then points straight ahead from the glass window where he could see the station. "you came from there right? you need to have it."

three: redemption.

it must be the burning humidity or the loud red paint all over the walls of this shop or the uneven and shaky table topped with his hunger, but doyoung is pissed.

"first of all, i'm no prisoner." he starts as soon as the guy gets back. he seems to be the only one manning the shop, doyoung has seen no one else from his time waiting (and going over his points of argument).

"i didn't say you were." the guy says bringing over the bowl of cold noodles in front of him. doyoung's stomach growls from the smell.

"second-"

"second is you should eat." the guy breaks into his little talk and he tries to glare back at him only to be silenced again by his stomach.

"second is it isn't polite to accuse your customer about something like that. where's your manager, bring them over here." he says after grabbing the chopsticks, trying to keep the glare going on and make the guy feel intimidated, take him seriously, know he means business.

"there's no manager."

"what?"

"i'm the only one who works here. did you see or hear anybody around?"

no. but then saying that would mean defeat. he can't lose twice within a single day so he takes it against the noodles.

"well, this better be good 'cause there's no one else to blame if this is bad other than you."

doyoung gets onto the noodles, he takes the egg first, adds mustard and vinegar sauce before mixing it all together. he feels the guy looking over at what he's doing, probably waiting for his reaction. he starts with his first bite and doesn't find himself stopping until he's halfway into his bowl to take some more breaths before continuing.

the guy finally moves away from him, walking towards the kitchen, humming a tune doyoung's sure he's heard but can't name at all. he sounds satisfied.

four: plain tofu.

the guy, who doyoung finds out a little later goes by the name taeyong, came back shortly after he's done with his noodles. his bowl is empty, no drop of soup to be found and the side dishes are cleared, put atop one another in an orderly fashion and ready to be taken away from his table.

"tofu, if you're still hungry." taeyong says as he sets it down in the table after removing the used ones to the other table across where doyoung is. taeyong grabs one of the chairs and sits beside him, crossing his legs as he pushes the plate of tofu towards doyoung. taeyong introduces himself after this.

"so taeyong, out of all you have to offer me, it's this?"

taeyong shrugs but not without a small smile. he points the signage doyoung saw as he came in. "it's all i have here."

he tries to take a small bite. it's tofu, it's soft. nothing much else. uncomparable to the noodles. doyoung doesn't say this outloud.

"why do you even have your shop here?" he asks after two more bites instead. he can't take any more from there.

taeyong turns towards the window again and with a sigh he talks. "people who come from the station are usually hungry and rent is cheap here." he puts it simple like that, taking his turn with the tofu before letting a question out. "you, why are you there for?"

so doyoung tells him just because. it's nothing shameful, it isn't even his fault (not exactly at least) and it's still too hot outside. his house offers a more comfortable place to be at but at least there's a fan here in taeyong's shop and besides, he won't meet with johnny until much later.

"some oldies just won't listen is all. i got heated. they too. i haven't been in a debate ever since i took a gap."

he was taking a gap year from university since the past semester to take time to sort things out including his internship for the supposed next school year. he's done that in about a month ago, now he's just mostly lying in his bed. he could go back to university the following semester but he feels no rush to do anything.

"you're on a gap year?"

"that's what i said."

taeyong stands up and writes something on a piece of paper hidden he got from his apron's pocket. hands it to doyoung after.

"you could work here if you want." he tells him as he sits down again.

"i said i'm in a gap year." he replies.

"so? i've seen you around, you don't do much besides tend to your house plants."

and there should be finger pointing, doyoung screaming about him stalking him and he could bring him to the police right there and then, but doyoung just sighs. must be the heat. must be the weariness coming along now. must be because taeyong's cold noodles are the best he's eaten the entire month. must be because now that he's not 100% hungry, he could remember seeing taeyong back in his apartment complex. almost everyday too.

"at least, i'm keeping them alive."

taeyong stands up and starts clearing the table, putting the dishes in a tray to bring back to the kitchen. doyoung leaves his payment on the table and leaves with the piece of paper in between his fingers, faces the glaring sun on his way back to his apartment.

he could use a job.

five: another phone call from johnny.

"sorry hyung, i can't do today. what? no, no. i just got something up. some part-time job at some place. it's nearby. whatever. i'll see you when i have time. i have stuff to do okay? yeah yeah. bye."

#dotae #taedo #dotae fic #otp: arguing parents #ficlets

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Heartland 12x09 - Long Road Back review

Hey... Heartland people! We’re baaaack - and guess what? SO IS KATIE. and she’s in more than two scenes. We also got a Cassandra mention! (if only we actually saw her)

Georgie

Georgie almost faints during a run after she’s skipped breakfast, even to the point of throwing up. This isn’t a good sign.

Bigger warning: Georgie insisting she needs to practise more even though Kim is very very reluctant to let her, even to the point of saying rest is good after all this work. How about that foreshadowing from Amy? “Star should have never raced last week. This is exactly what can happen when a horse isn’t sound.” --> Trade in Star for Georgie and.... I mean this is pretty accurate.

Yes she wants to do everything she can to win but if Kim knew the lengths Georgie was going for, i’m not even sure she would allow it. She might even disallow (remove) Georgie as her client. This is 100% not Kim’s fault, since Kim is not there even for maybe 75% of the time she’s training/working out and is only there for the time in the ring practising, not for every meal or run. However maybe a talk about balance in life would help? Even if Georgie may not listen all together.

Thing is, I also don’t blame Lou and Peter for blaming Kim initially. It’s a gut reaction, however Kim is right that Kim gives her the tools but Georgie is the one putting most of the pressure on herself - and thinking Lou selling the business for Switzerland didn’t help.

Anyways, Georgie wins the race but at a cost. She faints and is diagnosed with physical and emotional stress - but not an eating disorder as we suspected. Disappointed but not unexpected. I’m glad they didn’t go the whole eating disorder route - truthfully - if they couldn’t do it justice. At the same time, I think it could have been a great opportunity for Heartland but I digress.

It ends as fast as the problem begun. Georgie has a talk with her parents and Lou lets her knew she didn’t come sell Maggie’s - she sold Maggie’s because she wanted to be home more and that they will support Georgie in whatever she decides. So... problem solved?! Eh. Still wish there could be a little more... consequences, because it can’t be solved - it rarely is - THAT easily.

Anyways she calls Wyatt after her fainting spell and he doesn’t answer. Perhaps he’s just busy, perhaps he’s ignoring her and giving her space. Either way I don’t blame him for being upset for how she treated him last episode.

Ty, Amy (and Laura)

Laura does seem aware that what she’s doing to Shooting Star (Star) is not ethically correct; you can see on her face she’s deep (deep deep x1000) down worried. I’m also not convinced “one more race” is all she really wants but y’know. Actions and words are two different things, what can I say. I can also tell that even though this is money motivated, she is still trying to convince herself that Star and herself will be okay.

Luckily, they manage to pull Star from the race. Big ups to the the race manager person for believing a vet over Laura. Anyways, Star has acute renal pain - and his (her?) life is in danger even if Ty won’t say and it’s safe to say Laura made the situation a lot worse than it could be... and Ty also didn’t help his situation with Amy.

// Enter mini rant about Ty //

What can I say about Ty? Oh Ty, oh Ty. This ones ALL on you. When will you learn to not be so dismissive of your wife... no, YOUR PARTNER’S methods. That’s the bonus of having a partnership of people with two different views. When Amy suggests adding feeds, bringing in Cassandra (I’m aching for a Cass/Amy scene, I looove their friendship and they’ve come so far!) among other things, Ty dismisses it saying he doesn’t think it’ll help. And I am 100% on Amy’s side this time. This isn’t a partnership, this is more like Ty the vet and his ‘employee’. Only he can have final say and this isn’t right - at all. Like I said, actions and words are one thing and Ty keeps on apologizing but keeps on making the same mistake and acting the same way (see last episode)... so let’s see how long this lasts.

I’m also very disappointed in Amy for caving and saying sorry when she shouldn’t be sorry about anything. Hold your ground and stand up for what you believe in.

// end rant about Ty //

Anyways, Laura helps Star eat... and Ty wants to Laura to not be around Star. Amy is more on the end of ‘but she did help Star....” until she hears that Laura did shockwave therapy when Laura comes in to hand in her resignation. Oh and did I mention that THIS IS ALL WITHOUT LISA KNOWING WTF IS GOING ON?!?! There is so much wrong here.

Lisa

So Jack still hasn’t told Lisa and says that he will indeed tell Lisa before he leaves with the herd. However, like I said, actions and words are two different things and I don’t know if he actually will. But he tried... so I guess that’s worth something? What I don’t understand is why Amy and Ty couldn’t let Lisa know - why couldn’t it be Jack? Anyways now Laura is resigned and LISA HAS NO IDEA WHY! or the full story... when she should DEFINITELY know by now.

Jack, Tim and Mitch

Tim and Mitch take a meeting with Fred... without Jack. Something tells me this won’t end well. What I don’t get is why they can’t meet half way - for example if their current supply is X and Fred wants Y, why not meet halfway at a point between X and Y? But then again, maybe that wouldn’t lead to drama so...

Anyways Jack is NOT happy to hear about Tim and Mitch taking a meeting and you know what? i don’t blame him. Tim also takes the reigns on this whole herd thing, pushing them towards the river when Jack knew damn well the river would be too deep and running too fast. Turns out Tim was just taking out his anger on the whole Jack doesn’t want to expand problem.

“Things tend go wrong when you take shortcuts” - Jack (talking about the cattle run and the Garland offer)

This time, Mitch takes Jack’s side - or rather agrees that they all need to be on the same page. Which is by far the right page to be on.

Lou

Tim talks up Lou in front of Fred, ever so subtly and Mitch’s reaction is... something else. He has no right to be jealous, he’s fricking engaged. It appears that the other shoe has flipped, or whatever that preverbial saying is. In the beginning of the season, it was Lou who was jealous - now it’s Mitch’s turn. Can these two figure their shit out? I’m tired of the back and forth.

Lou asking for advice from Mitch is also super awkward. Didn’t they agree to not ask for advice about relationships/other ex’s to each other for the sake of their friendship? Or am I perhaps remembering this wrong?

Anyways, this guy Fred is obsessed about Grocery Stores - how do you revamp grocery stores? A book called Grocery? Only working holidays for examining Grocery Stores? This guy is definitely not for Lou. It’s safe to say there won’t be a second date.

Anyways Mitch comes to tell Lou - because he totally has the right yo - he doesn’t think the date is a good idea. And even if he is right because they don’t mesh, he also has no right. He’s engaged - and doesn’t seem to be very enthused about it.

Episode ends with Georgie being happy making chicken noodle soup - and you know what? I ship Lou having a healthy relationship with her ex (Peter) and being home more.

Songs in this episode @heartlandians

So You Can - Brian McKenna, Joseph Katsaros

I’d Do It All Over - Chloe Collins

Home - Joshua Hyslop

#heartland #review #long road back #12x09

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Big Hero 7: The Series

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Big Hero 7 S2

Something Fluffy

*At the local landfill Noodle Burger Boy is with Trina looking for parts to upgrade since the appearances and attacks of people transforming to monsters began. Especially with the news of Orso Knox and his 'death' in the hands of Big Hero 7.*

N.B.B:*Picks up a hardware* Will I like this? Nah. *Picks up a shiny wheel* Ooh`! Golly sis! What about this?

Trina: We want to upgrade, not lame-grade.

N.B.B: Its shiny.

*As N.B.B stores it in his head.*

Trina: Its like trying to have a conversation with a blender.

* And when she gets searching, Trina picks up a wind turbine.*

Trina: Hello there! This might work.

Hiro: Trina, figured I find you in the trash.

*And above the bots are Hiro and Baymax in their super suits, having heard that the word that Trina and NBB would be lurking somewhere.*

Baymax: Many items here are recyclable.

Trina: That's what I'm doing Hugs. Self improvement.

NBB: Sis says we are keeping up with the 'biologicals'.

Trina: Got to! Every loser in town is going monster these days.

Hiro: Don't I know it.

NBB: Time to scrap!

*Trina throws a metal pole to Baymax to which he catches it with his hands.*

Baymax: Scrap?

Hiro; I think he's making a joke.

Baymax: Oh! Trash is also referred to as scrap. Synanons.

NBB:Hee hee. Hee hee.

*Before Hiro could warn Baymax NBB knocks Baymax to the trash with his laser eyes.*

Trina: And that's our cue to leave. Lets go bro.

NBB: That sounds swell sis!

Hiro: Baymax! Rocket Fist!

*Baymax launches his rocket fist to the robotic duo where it knocks them out.*

trina: Always gotta have the last word don't you?

NBB: I feel real shiny!

*Trina picks NBB up before the super duo could.*

Baymax: We are due at the symposium in eleven minutes. You are covered in garbage

Hiro: Right... *Strains to pull himself out with moderate success.* Let me just *Then he falls deeper inside.*

Baymax: Perhaps it would be advisable to-

*That's when Baymax falls to the trash himself, though not as deep.*

Baymax: Oh no.

*The symposium is about a duo interview with Alistair Krei and Liv Amara themselves with Bluff Dunder. The main guests being students from SFIT.*

Dunder: Any more questions for our tech pioneers Alistair Krei and Liv Amara?

Student: Uh... this is a question for Liv?

Krei:*Mumbles under breath* Great... another one.

Student: A big fan, probably biggest, how is Sycorax doing since the Monster attack destroyed most of your work?

*Krei's eyes turn to Liv as he waits for her response to that question. If he hadn't been informed about what truly happened at the incident and what Orso Knox had said, he would have smirked at her discomfort... but all he felt is disgust. The only satisfaction he has is now Liv's reputation is under scrutiny since that day. While it had lessened, there were still questions about it.*

Liv: It has been a long road to repair the damage. But thankfully we have recovered half of our research and are on the verge of finding new ones! My workers had been recovering well and are now back in action.

Hiro: *Mumbling in distaste* Yeah, back to creating monsters that nearly killed us and bribing my girlfriend to work for you again.

Cora: Hiro, be quiet...*Sniffs before her face slightly cringes* Whats that smell?

Baymax: We fell into garbage.

Gogo: Finally someone is asking a real question about Liv Amara.

Cora: Yeah.. the same question over and over...

Hiro: Challenge accepted.

Cora: Wait! *Pulls out a bottle of perfume* If you're gonna ask Amara, at least make yourself smell decent.

*After spraying him in perfume Hiro walks down to ask next.*

Dunder: Aww, looks like we have a question from that little boy.

*Some of the students chuckle but Cora was not amused, crossing her arms and frowning at their laughter.*

Hiro: Miss Amara, you guys never talk about what you guys actually do?

Liv: Sycorax invests in the future. Were you even listening Hiro?

Hiro:No, I heard that, I mean whats the product that you make?

Liv: Oh *Chuckles* who really wants to hear about the minutia reprogramming serum and its effects on recovanent DNA? But fantastic question! Who's next?

*Hiro tries to ask another question but soon Cora joins in, her eyes filled with judgement.*

Dunder: Oh! Looks like our next guest is the girl who survived the rampage! How are you little girl?

Cora: Dandy Mr. Dunder *To Liv* Miss Amara, I have to agree with Hiro on this one. When I was your intern for that day all I've been instructed is to search for unique genetic coding of the cuttlefish and how they expand their bodies and squirt ink... but you never clarified any ideas for a product that you make based on those findings... or had you even planned to make said product at all?

Liv: Well, lets just say that its a WIP at the moment, and I must say that I loved the effort you showed. I was glad to have you as my intern that day. I wish you the best, Who's next?-

Cora: But there's also the fact that Orso Knox was still in his monster form at the time. Two months ago you claimed that you are two to three weeks from a breakthrough... but when I was... kidnapped... he was still a monster. Have you been busy with other projects to even assist Mr. Knox?

Liv: You see-

Cora: Or was it that you were keeping him in a cell like an animal? Also... Hiro and I stumbled across this patch *pulls out a the patch they found* it was on Nedd Lud, and the only other patch I've seen is at Sycorax-

*Hiro comes back down and grabs the microphone as he hears the tone of Cora's voice grow hostile as Liv Amara's eyes start to be impatient and annoyed.*

Hiro: Ummm hey! Its getting late and I promised your dad I would take you home before curfew-

Cora: I have one more question Miss Amara...

Liv: *Eyes with small suspicion* And what would it be Cora?

Cora: Mr. Knox first went to Frederickson manor... then Krei Tech... then the award ceremony…. of all the times Orso Knox came through his appointments to meet the people he was supposed to see... why did he only attack you?

*Mr. Dunder looks at Liv Amara with slightly raised eyes as Krei looks between Liv and Cora, his hands gripping each other as he waited for something to happen.*

Hiro: And he's here! Come on Cora! Lets go!

*He quickly drags Cora upstairs and to the exit joined by Wasabi, Gogo and Baymax. Dunder looks at Liv Amara, who has been quiet since Cora phrased the question.*

Dunder: I believe that's all the time we have for now. Join us next time!

* Once outside the symposium, Gogo gives Cora a smack upside the head*

Cora: Ow!

Gogo: What were you thinking Cora?

Cora: What?

Wasabi: Loosing your cool like that? Do you want Liv Amara to know that you're suspicious of her?

Hiro: If she figures out you know what happened to Orso Knox she'll hurt you or worse! Use that brain of yours!

Cora:... *Sighs sadly* You're right guys... it was foolish of me...… I should've thought of things more carefully than just springing up and doing it like that...

Hiro: Come on Cora, lets just go home. I really meant it that I promised your dad that I bring you home before curfew.

Cora: Yeah... wanna stay over for dinner you guys? My treat..

*Later on at Sycorax Liv Amara is studying the liquids while she hums a birthday song as she places them all onto a tray.*

Liv: And perfect... as usual.

*She throws the lever which combines all the liquids into a container.*

Liv: Isn't it beautiful?

*The machine completes to 100 percent as it finishes creating Liv Amara's new creature.*

Chris: What is it?

Liv: Meet our new insurance policy.

*The door opens up to reveal the creature inside.*

Chris: It... is.. so.. adorable!

*The creature is a little tadpole like creature with lotus blossom shaped ears on its head.*

Miyaoi: Miyaoi.

Chris: I heard about what that little girl said to you... you still want her in this team?

Liv: You and I both know we're only adding her to Sycorax because of her book. I'll get her to trust me again, and once I get close enough to learn all its juicy secrets her grandmother and mother wrote... you and I would have to make Cora have a little... accident at work.

*She pulls up the holograms of the photo, then of the book, and finally of Cora herself. The last image sparking out before it dies down in shocks and sparks.*

*The next day, Hiro is at the table working up his assignments while Cora is bring back glasses of water. However, when she was about to get close, Karmi shows up out of nowhere frightening Cora and making her spill the glasses. Hiro hears the yelp and looks up to see Karmi in front of Cora.*

Cora: Um… can I help you?...

Karmi: Why were you attacking Liv with your baseless accusations?

Cora: Baseless? Karmi, you were there. At the ceremony and the Sycorax attack, you saw it happen.

Karmi: That monster only attacked because it was already going crazy before Liv Amara came to help as did I! I helped Big Hero 7! Also, it was your fault for going near him in the first place!

Cora: That was my fault and I admit it! But what were you doing in the meantime he was there? While he was still trapped in that cell like an animal? Nothing!

Karmi: That's probably because he's already too far gone! Ugh, I still can't believe that even now Liv Amara is sending you get well presents after the attack and you still act like she's evil you ungrateful little-!

*Hiro gets up to quiet the storm.*

Hiro: Um Karmi, maybe you should-

Karmi: *to Hiro* This doesn't involve you!

Hiro: Actually it does. You're harassing my girlfriend over a job she quit and over questions! Would you just leave us alone already?! A lot of crazy things are happening lately and the last thing we want is to deal with you!

Karmi:... I'm watching you two...

*She stomps her way out, leaving those two alone as Cora lets out a sigh of relief.*

Cora: Thanks Hiro... I've would've lost my cool there...

Hiro: Karmi can throw what ever spiteful thing she could at me, but there's no way I'm just letting her take out her attitude to you.

Cora:... but she did have a point... this is only things we saw... Meet up the gang.

*The gang later appear to discuss about what to do with Liv Amara and the discoveries they learned.*

Wasabi: OK, I checked in with Commander Carter and he said that while our suspicions and what we found is good info about Liv Amara, we can't storm in and bring her to jail.

Fred: Its not like with Steamer since he has openly admitted to being evil. Liv Amara has public opinion and investors by her side.

Honey Lemon: That's right, she's too high profiled. Big Hero 7 can't do anything to her if we don't have actual proof.

Hiro: Then all we need to do is find evidence about Liv Amara's acts and we should be able to stop her!

Gogo: How? The only proof we have is Orso Knox and one, he's already far into the ocean, and two; the only one who could understand him is Cora.

Cora: And we can't risk his life, who knows what she would do if she finds out he's alive? What can we do?

Hiro: Now all we can do is stop the monsters attacks and look for any evidence to stop her.

*That's when Cora's phone rings up with a news report.*

Dunder: Breaking news! San Fransokyo is being invaded-

Hiro; *Groans* seriously? this soon?

Cora: time to suit up.

Fred: Ooh~! Ultra Armor up!

*Soon they all suit up with the armor Hiro made at the Sycorax attack, now adding Cora's suit. Now she could squirt harmless ink out of her finger tips to blind the criminal and added the ability to swim swifter than a dolphin. They all arrive at the center of town ready for battle... only to find it completely normal.*

Fred: Ummm….where's the invasion?

*Honey Lemon pulls up her phone to check out what the invasion truly is about.*

Dunder: I repeat! San Fransokyo is being invaded by these guys.

*Soon footage of the creatures Liv Amara created is shown, happily playing with children and being as adorable as puppies.*

Dunder: Miyaoi, adorable.

Honey Lemon: Oh they're so cute I can't even stand it!

*Hiro turns to Cora to show that she's struggling to keep a straight face as she sees the Miyaoi.*

Baymax: I do not understand. What makes this creature cute?

Honey Lemon: Its like how puppies are cute! Or stickers! Or you!

Baymax: I was designed to appear friendly and non threating. Is that cute?

Cora: And huggable. Like Tadashi said when you and Hiro first met.

Fred: Totally agree. I gotta be honest, ultra armor you is pretty threatening. But marshmallow you, premo-cute!

*Honey Lemon continues to squeal in happiness over the adorableness while Cora shakes to control herself from loosing herself to the adorableness to which Hiro is the first to break the ice.*

Hiro: Just because they look cute doesn't mean they're not dangerous!

Gogo: Negative world view, I like where you're going with this.

Cora: *shakes herself off* You're right Hiro! For all we know, this could be a gremlin situation!

Wasabi: Gremlin?

Fred: Oh yeah! Like that movie! They appear super cute until you feed them after midnight! Then they're super freaky and destroy the entire town!

Baymax: I suggest gathering more data.

Hiro: Yeah, Baymax is right. We need a miyaoi.

Honey Lemon: Yay!

*The next day, the gang gather round to capture a Miyoi. Hiro, Wasabi, Cora and Baymax,pair off to capture the Miyoi throughout the park, the city, through Mole's hideout, and making the classic box trap. As of while Gogo, Honey Lemon, and Fred are at the alleys looking for a Miyoi.*

Gogo: Anything?

Fred: Nope, and remember, nothing gets by me.

*A Miyoi got passed by Fred. Luckily Gogo hears the sound of another Miyoi close by.*

Gogo: What was that?

*Gogo peeks around the corner to see the fluffy tail of the Miyoi in a box. Gogo makes gestures to silently signal Fred and her girlfriend Honey Lemon about the Miyoi. Except she failed to realize that neither of them have any idea about hand signals about a plan.*

Gogo: OK, just follow my lead!

*Gogo and Honey Lemon step over and hide while Fred does the same, only to trip over himself and land into garbage bags. But hope is not lost as Gogo spots a box moving through.*

Gogo: Gotcha!

*The Miyoi purrs as the three aww...which surprised Fred and Honey Lemon because she actually cooed at the little cutie.*

Gogo: What? I feel things... sometimes.

*The four others go to the lab to meet up with the other three as they check the news. It seems all of San Fransokyo is all wrapped around the Miyoi.*

Hiro: I gotta admit, if this was a plan by Liv Amara to throw people off her scent she's done a good job.

Cora: Definitely Babe.

Baymax: It is because they are cute like Honey Lemon said.

Wasabi: I agree, about the Liv Amara plan I mean. To me they look like a bed of hot bacteria. I'm not falling for the whole cute act.

Hiro: No, we are not!... huh?

*The four turn around to see that the three had found the Miyoi and are playing with it with a laser pointer.*

Hiro: Seriously guys?

Gogo: Hey, Baymax said we needed data. There's our data. and its so cute.

Hiro: That doesn't explain the toys or the treats or the laser pointer behind Fred's back?

Fred: Oh that's cause we're keeping him. Forever.

Minimax: Friend Fred. I have kept a list of things your mother has banned from the house: all animals with fur, all animals with feathers, all animals with scales, certain tree nuts.

Fred: Oh... right. Thanks Minimax.

Minimax: You're minimaximum welcome!

Fred: We're still keeping him forever... just not in my house.

Honey Lemon: Ooh! Gogo and I can keep him at our place...maybe?

Gogo:*Cooing at the Miyoi* Who's my fuzzy wuzzy? *Normal voice to Honey Lemon* Yeah, sure whatever.

Honey Lemon: Even Gogo can't say no to these adorable eyes.

Cora: Oh no... Gogo fell for the cute... the apocalypse is coming.

Baymax: Are large eyes the indicators of cuteness?

Fred: Haha yeah they are! Right up to being extra round and fuzzy! *To Miyoi in cutesy voice* With your widdle face and our eeny weeny titsy little feet!

Baymax: I see footsize is also a factor.

Minimax: Indeed, I am adorable.

Baymax: I have noted this in my database.

Hiro: Guys! Can we please just focus! We don't know anything about this little guy!

Cora: You're forgetting that it could be trap!

*But they were too wrapped up about the Miyoi to listen to them anymore. Cora sighs before Hiro places a hand on her shoulder. Soon they and Baymax walk towards Grandville's office. Only to see Grandville... cooing at her very own Miyoi… which stunned them to silence... And then they lock the door to leave them in peace.*

Hiro; Its official...

Cora: Everyone's gone for the cuteness... Is there anyone else that could help us with this thing?

Baymax: What about Karmi?

Hiro: Baymax, you saw us earlier. Karmi already hates our guts, and since the Orso Knox incident she's been a complete bitch to us!

Cora: Asking for her help is the equivalent of a raindrop falling to the sea.

Baymax: And what does that mean?

Cora: It means nothing can help us!

Baymax: I do not understand why you two do not like the Miyoi. Do you not want to scratch their chins?

Hiro: Liv is messing with us big time! Look!

*Hiro pulls out his phone to show text pictures of Cass holding a Miyoi, with a sad Mochi ignored in the background.*

Cora: Poor Mochi... even Aunt Cass can't stop falling for them...

Hiro: Something big is going to happen, I just know it!

*Just then Baymax's belly lights up with Wasabi's face on it.*

Wasabi: We have a problem!

*Hiro, Cora, and Baymax run as fast as they could back to the lab where the see the chibi sized Miyoi is now... bigger than they were... and its sitting on Fred's lap*

Fred: It- Grew!

Hiro: I hate to say I told you so.

*Gogo finally pulls the Bigyoi off Fred which then lands on Gogo.*

Gogo: Then don't.

Hiro: But I did ah-!

*The Bigyoi launches itself at Hiro to which Cora immediately tries to push it off.*

Hiro: Fred? What did you feed it?

Fred: I gave him a bunch of tofu nuggets.

Cora: So it is a gremlin scenario.

Gogo: Tofu nuggets?

Fred: Heathcliff always said its good for growing boys and I guess he was right because his boy is grown!

Hiro: If this Miyoi got big, then what about the others?

Honey Lemon: Maybe its just ours?

Baymax: It is not.

*Baymax pulls out the news channel to show Dunder and footage of the suddenly enlarged Miyoi across town.*

Dunder: Breaking news! It looks like our darling Miyoi are all grown up and destroying the city...but come on. Adorbs.

Cora: We better call Grandmama. She would know about this.

*Soon enough Kaguya is at the lab with the other students.*

Kaguya: Alright now, you want me to study over what is making these pests grow?

Cora: Yes! Thank you!

Kaguya: I would need some equipment though.

Hiro: *Sighs* I know a place...

*Karmi is at the bio lab when she hears the door open. she turns around to see Cora and Hiro with Baymax.*

Karmi: What do you two want?

Cora: Could we borrow your equipment please?

Karmi: And why should I help you and Hiro, fish breath?

Kaguya: *stepping out behind Baymax* Because I require some equipment for study and your behavior is not helping.

Karmi: *Remembers the deadly glare at the lunch area when they first met and strains a nervous smile* Oh! Hehe... you didn't mention its for your grandmother! Of course you can borrow it! Just don't break it please?

*Kaguya walks forward and looks at the biotech student.*

Kaguya: I require Privacy young lady.

Karmi: Oh... OK...

*Karmi slowly walks out the door before she flat out runs out when she sees a large Miyoi heading her way. After Honey Lemon and Cora place the Miyoi at the top of the table Hiro goes over to Kaguya who is soon at work at figuring out what the Miyoi actually are. After snipping a bit of their fur Kaguya looks under the microscope and notes down some interesting features.*

Kaguya; It seems that this creature's fur is composed of fungi. They are more closely related to plants then animal. Baymax would you scan for any features?

Baymax: Scanning. Looking for hybrid characteristics.

*Baymax scans the creature and finds results.*

Baymax: The Mayoi are photosynthetic.

Kaguya: Exactly, they survive off sunlight but they can process any other food it consumes which means...

Honey Lemon: The excessive growing!

Kaguya: Nanochemical isolations... that's how plants communicate... fungi itself have their own network that they use to communicate to each other to signal where any fertile soil is available..

Cora: Grandmama… If the Mayoi are fungi that communicate and search to expand their spores... does that mean?-

*The group turn their heads to see the Miyoi grow larger in size. *

Hiro: Can you reverse this Kaguya!?

Kaguya: Give me time!

Cora: We don't have it Grandmama! Lets go!

*They all run out the room as the Miyoi soon fill up the room, breaking every equipment inside.*

Cora:... Karmi's gonna kill us...

Kaguya: You deal with the mayoi now! And gather up sea water if you can!

Honey Lemon: Sea water? What for?

Kaguya: A large gallon of sea water would kill the fungi and stop spreading its spores!

Honey Lemon: *Shocked at what she's hearing* We have to what?!

*Somewhere in the city a mother is playing with her baby when she sees a large shadow of the Miyoi. She quickly runs off with her baby as the other members of Big Hero 7, already in their ultra suits, trying to stop the Miyoi.*

Wasabi: Remember when they were small? I miss that!

*Fred crawls his way out of the Miyoi's mouth as they struggle to fight the monsters off. As of while Hiro, Cora, Honey Lemon, and Baymax suit up and fly towards the rest of the gang.*

Honey Lemon: I don't know about this, do we really have to kill them?

Cora: Honey Lemon, they're the gremlins at this point!

Hiro: But where are we gonna get a large sum of salt water in such a short time?!

Cora: I say we corral these guys gently and send them to the bay. If these guys are plants I could find a song that they would follow! Research shows that plants respond positively to music!

Hiro: Sounds great! *Via com link* OK guys, we just left the campus and we're gonna need you all to gather the Miyoi to the center of town!

Fred: We got it Hiro!

*And soon one by one, they all lead the miyoi to the center of town with their laser blades, using themselves as fetching sticks, and frisbees. The four arrive at the top

Hiro: Good job guys, we just need to keep them happy and relaxed-

*That is when all the towns' lights change their vibrant colors to an ominous green.*

Cora: Whats going on?...

*Soon all the Miyoi are in a deep trance that they could not be bothered with the others. That is when on the big screen, Mr. Sparkles appears back.*

Mr. Sparkles: Hello San Fransokyo!

Mr. Sparkles: Are you all enjoying my adorable little gifts? Except they're not so little anymore are they?!

Fred: No!

*Gogo pulls Fred out of the Miyoi's mouth. Hiro wraps his arm around Cora as the teen couple look at the crazy manchild with suspicion.*

Mr. Sparkles: That's right San Fransokyo! I've been cooking up all sorts of monster surprises! It was me!

Wasabi: The Miyoi aren't moving!*Straining as he pushes the miyoi hard*

Mr. Sparkles: Enjoyed Momakase? Love the Hybagon? Disturbed by High Voltage's new fishy appearance? And who could forget Orso Knox?!

Hiro: *Not believing it for a second* Sparkles is behind the monsters?

Mr. Sparkles: All me kid! *Notices Cora* You look a little familiar though-

*Cora punches away the camera drone in retort.*

Mr. Sparkles: Ooh~ Feisty!

*soon Mr. Sparkles appears in person.*

Mr. Sparkles: Watch me work!

*And soon his eyes glow an ominous green as fungi grows from his head as his skin turns green. He walks off the building to fall which causes everyone to gasp.*

Hiro: Baymax?!

*Baymax flies forward to catch Sparkles but a miyoi catches him first.*

Mr. Sparkles: The main attraction starts now! Can you guess what it is? Its me! Destroying the city with my fat fur babies!

*And soon all the Miyoi's height increased from being slightly adorable to being terrifying.*

Gogo: How is he doing this?

Wasabi: Its like he's controlling them?!

Hiro: Vibrations! Sparkles is communicating with the miyoi!

Cora: And by using nanochemical osolation!

Fred: Could you explain it in comic book terms please?

Honey Lemon:Its psedo-telepathy.

Fred: Mind control? That's number eight of my top ten list of super powers!

Wasabi: And number one on our lists of problems! How do we stop it?

Cora: Salt water!

Gogo: where are we gonna get salt water?!

Honey Lemon: And I can't produce enough to stop them!

*Gogo tries to knock out Mr. Sparkles but a miyoi hands blocks her path.*

Mr. Sparkles: Did I mention I can see whatever the miyoi see? I have eyes at the back of my head! not literally since its an idiom! Never stop learning! Say bye bye to Big Hero 7 folks!

*The gang scatter around to avoid the miyoi until one of them knocks out Hiro and Cora off Baymax.*

Big Hero 7: Alpha! Aqua Girl!

Baymax: Oh no!

*Baymax zooms to rescue them before they could hit the ground. But when Baymax grabs them to shield them from the impact they are at the mercy of the miyoi. Before it could strike it down, a blast of salt water hits the Miyoi which causes it to quickly disintegrate, leaving the three to feel only tiny drops of water.*

Sparkles: Plot twist! Who's this?

Liv: Liv Amara! And I am here to save this city.

*This catches the other hero's attention when she said that.*

Fred: What?

Liv: I saw the trouble on tv so I created a synthesized orb that contains the salt water to destroy them.

*She reaches her hand out to the two teens, to which Cora takes first... with a rather tight grip.*

Liv: Oof!... tight grip you got there.

*Cora picks up Hiro with the same mistrusting eyes as his girlfriend's.*

Sparkles: Sorry I asked, crush her!

*The Miyoi charge but Liv Amara quickly shoots out the compressed salt water to destroy the Miyoi. A car comes out with Christ driving, the trunk opening to reveal the same machines for Big Hero 7.*

Liv:Now come on!

*And so the entire team set out to destroy these beasts one by one, all that remains of them were pieces of fungi draining down the sewage. Soon there was only one left, and its carrying Mr. Sparkles in the back. With that Fred jumps up high and squirts the salt water to the last miyoi.*

Mr. Sparkles: This is not how I saw things going!

*Baymax catches the man before he gently sets him down. Cora climbs down to see Mr. Sparkles with a rather terrifying death glare.*

Mr. Sparkles: What?

*Cora punches him square in the jaw.*

Sparkles: What was that for?

Cora: Reasons.

Sparkles: Ugh... stupid brat...Oh well!

*He soon jumps up and bounces out of here.*

Sparkles: I'll come up next time for more super monster mashups!

*And so the team is left staring at the water running through the floor while Liv Amara gets all the praise. And with that the city is saved.*

Dunder: In conclusion we are very lucky to have Liv Amara in our fair city.

*The gang are at the dining hall the next day discussing about last night's events.*

Honey Lemon: Since Mr. Sparkles took credit for the monsters, that would make Liv a Hero.

Gogo: She's more insidious then we thought. Krei was right about her all along.

Baymax: Hiro, Cora. I created an image to present something cute for you two to cheer up. Perhaps it will soothe you both.

*The image he created... was not cute at all. Cora clings to Hiro tightly in slight fear.*

Cora: Hiro I'm scared!

Hiro; Uh.. thanks Baymax! That's... very special...

Baymax: Yes, he is a good boy.

Wasabi: So we can all agree that Liv Amara partnered up with Sparkles to make all of this happen!

Fred: Liv showing up to be the surprise hero is a typical villain fake out. Ugh... at least *Coughs out Obakes name to muffle* was more original.

Gogo: Exposing her actions is gonna be tougher than we thought.

Cora: We know that Liv Amara created those monsters to attack the city...

Hiro: But the question is, what is her end game?

*At Sycorax labs, Liv is at her private lab where she opens up a secret passage to reveal at the end of the hall a pod containing someone inside.*

Liv: I won't let you down... After I get all of San Fransokyo bowing at my feet and Nozako's fortune, all of our dreams will come true.

A.N: And that's Something Fluffy? How do you enjoy this twist of events? See ya next time!

#big hero 7 #big hero 6 fanfic #Hiro Hamada #Cora Mizichio #hiro hamada x oc #Baymax #Wasabi #Fred Frederickson IV #Honey lemon #GoGo #HoneyGogo #liv amara #Chris BH6 #Mr. Sparkles #trina aken #noodle burger boy #Miyoi #Kaguya Sakurai #Karbitch

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CHARACTER SPOTLIGHT

ADDISON WOODS, P 1

Requested by @zoophobiapika

For anyone who does not know what this is, Character Spotlight 1 is where I criticized how a specified character is written. Part 2 is where I analyze the character and make predictions. Also, I'm doing these in a slightly different format, so if you see me redo my Damian character spotlight, don't be surprised (plus I'm not proud of that one). I am also specifically criticizing how the character is written. I'm no expert when it comes to art, so if you'd like a critique on his design, I'd recommend bugging @rzphhs.

Zoophobia belongs to our fandom's Lord and savior, Vivziepop. This, however, is not a critique of her CURRENT writing skills. Not sure if you noticed, but zoophobia is kinda old. The reason I'm doing this is because I believe that when we analyze stories we love and find flaws within them, we can find ways to improve our own writing. I do not hate Vivziepop, and this is not meant as an attack. Also, you're free to disagree with me. I'm not some godly figure who's always correct. However, I ask that any comments remain civil. If any arguments or whatever break out over this, Imma Chase some bitches with a pool noodle. We good? Let's go.

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" BREAKING NEWS. LOCAL CANADIAN HAS DECIDED TO ONCE AGAIN TALK BAD ABOUT AN INCREDIBLY CUTE CHARACTER! IF YOU HAVE SEEN THIS INDIVIDUAL REPORT THEM TO THE DEPARTMENT OF WHOGIVESAFUCK AND TURN THEM IN IMMEDIATELY. THIS PERSON WAS LAST SEEN ROBBING A STARBUCKS, WHICH YOU'D THINK WOULD BE A BIGGER CRIME, BUT HEY, WE ALL KNOW WHAT TAKES PRIORITY! "

Oh what a lovely day. I haven't slept all night, and I have ammonia or something. Lovely. What a perfect time to talk about a fictional character. Look, if it's any comfort to the fan girls who come across this, part 2 will have me being more of a fan than a critic. Just bare with me for this, and if worse comes to worse, blame Pika.

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As per usual, let's get started with some criticism I don't agree with.

Addison looks like a girl

Alright, first of all, don't read my stories. Second, maybe this is because I live in Canada where the need for equality is pounded into your head every other hour, but...yeah? Dudes can look girly. Have you never seen a girly guy before? If so, how? Now, I'm aware that some people have an issue with this because Addi is gay, and girly gays are a common trope when gays are presented in media. While yes, this is true, Addi being a sort of trope isn't necessarily a bad thing. A trope-y character can still be written well and be entertaining. Besides, it's been said that all original ideas have been done before, so good luck trying to ever find a 100% original character anywhere.

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That's about all, but before I tear this character limb from limb, I'd like to go over things I DO like about this character.

He was ok in chapter 3

Yeah, he had problems there too, like when he just stood around and had little to no reaction to his bff turning into a mini cuthulu, but those are not problems exclusive to Addi. He didn't stand out much, per say, but what we got wasn't terrible. His banter with others was fine and even funny at some points.

He has a character motivation

Yeah, his goal to find love is a boring one, but unlike some of our other important characters, he actually has one.

He might be more interesting in the future

Addison is basically an artificial life form created by Xirxene, and not only is Xirxen after him, if Vivz still goes with this concept in the reboot, he apparently has mad sword skills yo, a dark side called Adder, and can summon two giant ass snakes. If that concept is still going to be used, then hell yeah, I'm down for that shit

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Now the moment we've been waiting for. What do I have against Addi? Why do I find him annoying as a critic of zp? Grab a cup of maple syrup, because this'll be a doozy. I'll order my issues from least bothersome to the most.

His relationship with Gustav

Ok, I think we can all agree that this relationship was poorly done. While I myself have no problems with this pairing, the way Vivz had them come together was shit. Gustav looks like a pedo creep hitting on a student, and Addi looks like an idiot as he just lets Gustav insult one of his friends. Their relationship is hasty, and the only apparent attraction they have for each other is their looks (and Addi looking like a 12 year old doesn't really help Gustav's pedo case. Don't worry, any concerned readers, there isn't any pedophilia going on. Addi has apparently been aged up to 17, and Gustav is 19)

Just to clarify, hasty relationships in stories aren't in themselves a bad thing. This could serve as a reflection on both the characters. Perhaps they fall in love easily. Perhaps their just the type of people who'd do these sorts of things. The problem here is that Addi is the only one of the two who seems like he'd do this. It's stated by Dame (who could be hyperbolising here for all we know ) that Addi throws himself at guys very often. Gustav, however, doesn't seem to have anything about him that'd suggest he'd be down for dating someone he just met.

You know how this relationship could be fixed? Gustav is 19, so he would've graduated only a year or so ago. So, have him and Addi be old friends who hung out before Gustav graduated. Perhaps have them have an attraction to each other that was initially waved off by Gustav at first, but now he's back, he might be interested now. Also, have them be attracted to each other for more then just looks. Perhaps they respect each other's talents, perhaps they have similar interests. That'd make their relationship a little more believable.

His personality

You know, in all my time spent in the zp fan base, I've noticed that the majority of Addi fans like him because he's cute. Not because of his personality. Just because he's cute. I mean, I don't entirely blame them for focusing on his appearance more because his personality. .....woof.

Zoophobiacomic.com describes his personality as the following;

" Addison likes to keep to himself and spends most of his time working in the Art Wing. While he doesn’t often open up to others and can sometimes hide away an air of elitism, he has developed a close friendship with his classmates Damian and Sahara. Their outward energy and enthusiasm has begun to counteract Addison’s typically introverted nature"

So he's shy, and a bit of an elitist, and he's slowly becoming more self confident. Ok.....now let's look at what the comic itself presents us. For one thing, he's surprising sassy, especially in ch3, not just to Dame, but to Leeson the crazy priest as well. He's also surprisingly self centered. Look at how he reacts to Dame being a shit to other people compared to how he reacts to Dame being a shit to him. Orchestrating an event that gets your cousin set on fire? That's ok. Preventing Addi from going on a date? That bastard! He doesn't even seem to care when Gustav insults one of his best friends. He also doesn't show any regret about attacking Mackenzie. Him having these traits aren't a problem, but this raises a bit of a concern for me since I don't think this is the impression we're supposed to get from his character.

His dumbass decisions

Yes Addison, go off on a date with some sexy random dude when there's an entire organization after you and you have no way of defending yourself. 10/10. 100/100. A+. Gold Star, Gud Job, Perfect Logic, Go buy a colouring book you infant!

His PTSD

Let me get one thing strsight (so at least one thing in this post isn't gay af), I don't have an issue with him having PTSD. My problem is how it's handled. The story acts like Addi attacking Mackenzie is just peachy keen because it was triggered by his ptsd. Except guess what? It isn't.

I'm going to be honest, I (someone with more then one handicap) hate it when those with disabilities are treated like babies, and The world must conform to their needs, and nothing is their fault because mashed potatoes. Look, a handicap can affect how you live your life, but it doesn't mean you get a free ticket to easy street. If anything, your life gets harder. And guess what? People babying you and pretending that your disability prevents you from any fault DOESN'T HELP. IT MAKES YOU WORSE. I'll use one of my own handicaps as an example. I have Auditory Processing Disorder. One symptom is that I can't hear myself, do I often talk incredibly loudly without realising it. Now imagine I went through life always yelling because no one told me to take it down a peg. Soon, yelling would become a habit, and it'd be a much harder problem to fix.

You guys starting to realize why other characters acting like Addi did nothing wrong bothers me? That's not how you react when someone with a disability does something like Addi does. It also makes me concerned that the comic will continue down the route of "oh, he has a disorder, so he's not really at fault ", excusing various bad things Addi does on his PTSD.

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So now I've typed out enough words to rewrite the American constitution, I'll end it here. Thank you for reading, and tell me what you think. If you'd like to see me critique another character like this, feel free to request it.

I apologize for wasting your time.

-ATOUN

#zoophobia #zoophobia addison #zoophobia critique #zp #vivzmind

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