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gay-salt-amber · 3 years

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What happened to Kenma?

( ships: Kuroken, Kenhina, sugawara x daichi and others on the side)

Kenma stood there, eyes wide as Kuroo continued to yell, "You know what?! If you hate it so much here, just fucking leave!"

"I never said that!" Kenma retorted, holding back tears

"Well it sure sounded like you did!"

"All I want is you to pay attention to me once in a while.."

"I do that all the time! I do it during practice, the walk ho-"

"Yeah, you do that when other people are around.. You rarely do it when we're alone anymore..." The pudding haired teen hissed back

"Well I'm sorry if I have work to do Kenma!"

"What work?! The only work we had was a group project that we both FINISHED A WEEK AGO!" I yelled

Then without saying another word, a hand hit my cheek, hard.

Kenma stood there silent, sighed and walked to his room, to get away from me instead of trying to fix things. I marched back up to my room, booting up my Switch, plugging my earbuds in and tried to space out. But even the soft music of my Animal Crossing Island couldn't calm me down. I finished my daily Animal Crossing tasks and turned off the Nintendo Switch with a sigh. I stood up, walked over to its charging port and put in back into the port before flopping onto my bed and screaming into my pillow.

I wanted to vent, I wanted to scream to someone, I needed to open up. But I can't do that.. They'll just turn me away.. I let out a sigh and checked my phone, looking through the group chat I shared with Karasuno, they added me since Hinata wanted me to chat with others. Even Sugawara, their substitute setter considered me his son, showing me the same parental love he showed Hinata all the time. I started talking in the chat but I could tell they knew something was off.

--------------Karasuno GC--------------

(name key: Sugamama: Sugawara Noya: Nishinoya Gaymer: Kenma Saltyshima: Tsukishima Milk Man: Kageyama Tangerine: Hinata God: Asahi Simp: Tanaka Dachi: Dad)

Sugamama: Are you doing ok Kenma? You're never this quiet..

Noya: Yeah dude what's wrong?

Gaymer: Ah.. I'm fine, just a lot on my mind

Saltyshima: Damn our little gamer must have lost at a boss or something

Milk man: I doubt he would be like this if that was the case.

Tangerine: Yeah! Kenma please tell us what's wrong!

--------------Real life--------------

Should I tell them? I should probably tell Sugawara or Daichi I feel like they would know best what to do.. Yeah, but how do I go about that? Thoughts then whirled around in my head, maybe I can go stay at their house for a bit. I mean, I cant stay here, I wouldn't really feel safe, no happy... Wait why don't I just stay with Shoyo?...Right he already has his sister to watch, I don't wanna bother him more.

I stood up, snuck downstairs, looking for Kuroo, luckily he wasn't in the living room, he was in his room. I quietly opened the storage closet and got out a few bags, I also covered the hand mark with makeup while I was at it, after a few minutes of applying foundation and such, I tried to go as fast as I could back up the stairs without arousing suspicion. I made it to the door, winded from walking so fast. I quickly stuffed about 5 sets of clothes in one bag and my game stuff, like my laptop and Switch stuff into the other. I have other consoles and games but my laptop and Switch have the most on them. I grabbed my phone, charger and earbuds, called an Uber.

I waited outside with my hood up so if Kuroo looked out he wouldn't recognize it was me. About 5 minutes later I spotted the Uber, I check my messages with a driver by the name of Josh to confirm it. Low and behold I was right. I grabbed my stuff and got into the car, gave them Sugawara's address and we drove for about 20 minutes in silence. I sat listening for the same playlist on loop, it was a playlist Hinata made for me, I loved it so much. Then as soon as I got into the car, it seemed, the drivers voice echoed on the leather interior of the car.

"Hey, this your stop, kid?"

"Y-yeah, thank you.." I nodded, handed him money and got out of the car, he drove off, leaving me nervous to ask for help from my practically adopted family I took my earbuds out, looped them around my phone, sighed and walked to the door

--Sugawara pov--

"So, what are we doing for dinner, Daichi?"

"Uh, how about we get take out from that Chinese place you love?"

"We had that last week though.."

"Do you still want it, Suga?"

"I guess so, I mean yeah, I do love their food."

"Well If you want it, I'll order some."

"Alright thank you!"

I plopped myself down on the couch with a good book, it was titled The Shadow of the Phoenix. Its a sci-fi story about a bunch of secret agent kids. Its quite the entertaining and tear-jerking read.

Then I heard a knock at the door, "Daichi? Was the Chinese food meant to get here that quick?" "Uhh, I don't think so.."

I sat my book down stood up and walked to the door, to see a cold, red-cheeked Kozume Kenma.

"Kiddo? What are you doing here?"

"Uh.. I'll explain, can I come inside though..?" He looked sad and his voice was even quieter the usual

"Oh of course! I don't want my son freezing!" I grabbed his arm lightly, walked him into the living room and got him settled on the couch. I got a few blankets for him and let him get relaxed before asking anything, pressuring the Nekoma boy who already had anxiety and stress issues who I cared so deeply about is the last thing I want!

"Hey Daichi?"

"Yes?" Daichi walked into the room, seeing Kenma on the couch

"Why are you here kiddo?"

"..."

My face softened more and I gave him a smile, "Tell us whenever you're ready ok? You like Chinese food right? We can order you some! if eating will help."

Kenma's face finally rose from the blankets "Yeah, that sounds nice, thank you a lot mom." The pudding haired kid gave me a light smile

"Alright, I'll go and get the food, if anything happens while I'm gone, call me ok?" Daichi's words were directed to both of us obviously but he was clearly meaning Kenma more then me.

"OK, don't take too long ok?"

"I know, see you later Suga." He planted a kiss on my forehead and was out.

"Can I have a thing of water please?"

"Of course sweetie!" I got up, got him a glass of ice water, I remembered he liked to chew ice sometimes so I got him some more slushy like ice so he doesn't break his teeth. I then spotted that we have some Ritz Crackers so I got a small napkin full of those for him just incase he wants them. I walked back into the room and sat next to Kenma, handing him the water.

"....I am ready to tell you why I'm here.." Kenma whispered, taking a sip of the water, crunching on the ice that came with it.

"Go ahead kiddo, you can stop if you get overwhelmed ok? I am right here, remember that."

"Thank you, Suga." He let out a deep breath before continuing,

"Well.. Me and Kuroo were arguing, which happens.. More then I care to admit." That set a red flag off in my head right away but I kept listening.

"And he hasn't been his usual affectionate self, so I brought it up and he got defensive, saying that he has work to do and he already shows me enough affection." The boys voice grew shaky but he pulled through and continued,

"I pointed out that the last time he showed me affection was about 6 hours earlier when we were at practice.. So.. I think he may just be showing me attention around other people now and I don't know how to feel."

I reached forward and hugged the small anxious setter, "The fact that you even think that is a problem." I whispered, not wanting to speak loud and make the situation worse,

"Really? I thought I may have been over-reacting.." Those words made my heart want to sink like an anchor

"Kenma, kiddo, for as long as I've known you, you never over react, you are rational and think things through. So I don't think you were wrong for coming here, nor wrong for thinking that Kenma was doing it for attention."

Through tears, Kenma, almost silently, "... Thank you mom.."

"Its no problem kiddo." I ran my fingers through his hair, this type of thing helped Hinata and the other first years calm down and it seems that Kenma isn't any different.

"I'm sorry if I cause you trouble but.. Can I stay here for a while? I'm just not very comfortable going back to Kenma's place."

"Of course, you can stay forever if you really wish, I will let you stay here as long as you need."

Kenma then pulled away from my hug and sat up taking another drink and munching on the crackers. Spending the next minutes in peaceful, relaxing silence.

--Kenma pov--

Eventually Daichi came through the door with bags of food, "Welcome back!"

"Hey.." I greeted quietly.

Daichi sat the food on the kitchen counter and came back to the living room, "Are you holding up better, Kenma?"

"A little, I guess."

"That's good."

I stood up and went to the kitchen, "Kenma! The one in the middles yours by the way!" Daichi called from the other room.

I curiously opened up the middle bag, 'How'd he know what to get me...' I thought I looked into the bag and saw that inside was a thing of fried rice, sweet and sour chicken and egg rolls. I smiled as I got myself a plate. A few seconds later, Daichi and Suga came in.

"Uh.. Kenma..?" Daichi's voice sounded astonished

"Yeah, Is something the matter? Did I do something?"

"No. But, why is there a hand print looking mark on your cheek..?"

Sugas face went from nice to murderous in 1 second, "Was it Kuroo?" He asked, more seriously then I had ever heard.

"Mhm.. It was."

"We will get that patched up after dinner ok?" Suga said, snapping back into mama-Suga mode.

"Ok, thank you."

I got my food and went back to the couch and ate quickly, this was more then I've ate in a while. Which isn't Kuroos fault at least I don't think.. I just don't eat much since I get fat easy even though Shoyo says I don't. But to say I was in food heaven was a understatement. I drank the rest of my water, fishing the rest of the ice out with my finger, I stood up, took my dishes to the sink, washed them and put them away.

"Thanks Kenma, you didn't have to do that though." Sugas voice rang out through the large kitchen as he walked up and put his dish in the sink to was later. Daichi came into the room and handed Suga a few medical items,

"Lets fix that mark eh?"

"Yes, thanks." After a while of silence, bandaging and such Suga spoke again

"Anyway, I should probably show you to the guest room, yeah?"

I nodded and walked to the living room to grab my stuff and got shown to the guest room, it was rather nice, it had a door that led to its own bathroom, a good sized closet and a desk. The bed itself looks like I could just flop right down.

"Remember that time I asked what type of blankets and that type of stuff you liked?"

"Yes, why?"

He pointed to some bedsheets and pillows under the nightstand "I got some of that for you, I knew you would stay here eventually so I wanted to make you the most comfortable."

The stack even had a nice little plush on top and the sheets looked amazingly comfy.

"Thank you, you really didn't have to do this all for me.."

"Nonsense! You're my child of course I did. I do the same thing for all my kiddos."

My head titled to the side confused, "Really?"

"Yeah Tsuki and Yamaguchi have their own room here too since their parents aren't great and they need somewhere to stay, Also Hinata shares this room with you when ever he's here."

"That's good."

'It amazes me how far he would go for someone like me.'

"Thank you, again, really, I am grateful that you would do this for me."

"No problem kid." Suga gave me a final hug and wished me a good night.

As he left I got my bed made, my Switch and my phone plugged in and got everything set up like I wanted, I sat looking at my phone and talking to Shoyo

---Texts---

Kenma: Sunflower Hinata: My little orange

My little orange: So, you're staying at Sugawara's and Daichi's?"

Sunflower: Mhm, they are really nice.

My little orange: That's good! Hey how about us and the rest of the team get together for lunch tomorrow? You know get your mind off of Kuroo.

Sunflower: Where at?

My little orange: How about Lonesome Dove Café? I can talk to mom about getting a large table booked

Sunflower: That sounds nice, sure."

My little orange: Ok! Lets get into the group chat and tell the others.

Sunflower: I love you Shoyo

My little orange: I love you too!

--------------Karasuno GC--------------

Tangerine: Hey guys!

Saltyshima: Why the fuck are you up at 2 AM

Yams: Tsuki relax! It might be serious!

Milk man: What is it boke?

Tangerine: Well, I'll have Kenma explain.

Sugamama: Is this about today?

Dad: I would assume it is

God: I wonder what happened

Simp: Yeah, I'm not sure.

Gaymer: Well, me and Kuroo got into a bad fight so I am staying at Suga and Daichi's place

Yams: Oh! What happened?!

Gaymer: I told him that I didn't like how he wasn't giving me attention and he yelled at me and slapped me.

Milk Man: Oh shit, do you want us to do anything?

Tangerine: Well, we were wondering if we can go to lunch at the Lonesome Dove Café tomorrow for lunch

Saltyshima: Cant make it-

Yams: Yeah me and Tsuki are going!

Milk man: Yeah I'll go

Everyone else: Same here!

Sugamama: I'll book the table! Its for 17 right?

God: I would assume so

Dad: We'll book it!

Tangerine: Also, Kenma are we still on for coffee?

Kenma: Yeah, are Yams, Kags and Tsuki still coming?

Milk Man: Yeah

Saltyshima: I guess

Yams: Ofc! Why wouldn't we be?

Dad: Ok, you guys get sleep.

Sugamama: Yeah, have a good night but if anything comes up, don't hesitate to call me or Daichi

Everyone: Night everyone!

--------------Real life--------------

I sighed happily wishing Shoyo a good night in our own private messages. I turned off my phone and turned to lay on my back on the bed and fell into a nice peaceful sleep. Instead of nightmares chasing me around my head, it was just me and Shoyo being friends and enjoying a nice day. It was a dream I never wished to end but alas, it sadly ended but it ended with Shoyo walking me home, seeing me off then I awoke.

I sat up, the alarm read: 6:00 I'm going to get coffee in a bit so I threw on a hoodie and gray sweatpants, and put on a choker with a cat on it, I also put on a little necklace Shoyo got me. I sighed, blushing at the thought of Shoyo.. Being in his arms, him running his fingers through my hair, wearing his hoodie... What am I thinking he doesn't like me like that.. But I can still dream no? I walked out the door to be greeted by Suga and Daichi

"Morning Kenma! Did you sleep well?" Daichi called from the couch

"Yeah, I haven't slept that well in a while." I said, happily

Suga stood up to go refill his coffee and turned to me with a smile, "Good! I'm glad to hear that, did I get the right blankets and such for you?"

I nodded, "Mhm."

"So you're going out with the others?"

"Yes, we do everyday when we have time." I explained

"Good! It's nice that you're socializing more." Daichi let out a happy chuckle before checking his phone.

"Yeah, I'll be back for lunch though, we're heading out at 12:45, right?"

"Yes we are, have fun Kenma." Suga waved as I put my shoes and left the house

It didn't take long for me to spot the Karasuno students coming down the street to come pick me up, while the others casually walked Hinata ran up, gave me a hug, said hi and waited for the others.

"Slow down boke!" Kageyama yelled

"Yeah we cant all run like we're on drugs." Tsuki commented

Yamaguchi chuckled, "I don't mind it, at least they let us catch up."

We all laughed as everyone caught up. We kept walking to the square where the coffee shop, after walking for a bit, with still about a 15 minute walk left to go, Shoyo, the orange haired, adorable first year, brushed his hand against mine, showing that he wanted to hold hands. I blushed but I slowly grabbed holding it lightly but securely.

"Hey lovebirds! Hurry it up!" Tsuki yelled from up ahead, from which I could see his green haired freckled faced boyfriend flick him lightly on the cheek to get him to stop being annoying for 5 minutes.

We caught up quickly and we were all just on our phones, sending stuff to each other and just talking about shit in the news,

"Holy crap you guys need to see this!"

"What is it?" I asked looking over at Yamaguchi's phone

"Apparently news is spreading about Hinata and Kenma being together even thought, you two haven't made it official, right?" He explained, everyone in the group shook their head and we just played off as dumb press and kept talking until we reached the square.

"Uh Kenma..?" Hinata whispered, which was unlike him

"Is something wrong?" Everyone else asked

Hinata pointed at a face I didn't wanna see..

Kuroo...

I didn't wanna see him.. What the hell would I say to him?! Like oh I'm sorry I left you because you're a piece of shit?

Tsukishima let out a groan, "Hey King."

Kageyama scoffed, "Don't fucking call me that."

The blonde ignored him though, "You wanted to have a word with Kuroo after yesterday right?"

The noirnette nodded

"Well, how about the rest of us get Kenma into the café and you have a talk with him so he doesn't question Kenma, since we don't want anything to happen." The words leaving the middle blockers mouth were rather sweet considering how he normally is.

"Sure, that's actually a good idea." Hinata agreed

"Thanks Tsuki~!" Yamaguchi gave a big smile and kissed the rim of Tsukishima's glasses before walking away, with the rest of us following.

We made it to the café scratch free minus the fact that we could hear Kageyama from a block away yelling at that fucking rooster. We quickly entered the café and got seated. I ordered a frappe, Shoyo got a Mocha Java coffee and Tsukishima and Yamaguchi got a Hawaii Kona coffee and a small cake to share. We were there sipping on our coffees when my phone started to blow up with calls and messages.

"Kuroos calling you, isn't he?" Shoyo asked, looking at my phone

I nodded, turning my sound off so it doesn't bother me

"You know when we go to lunch, if he's still calling you, you can just have Daichi deal with it! He's really good and handling calls like that." Yamaguchi was correct, I had seen Daichi help Shoyo a few times.

I nodded and continued to sip on my coffee. After another 5 minutes past, Kageyama came into the café with dirt smudging his face.

"Did our king get all rough and tough in the dirt with that rooster?" Tsukishima said, both teasing and asking

"Yeah, the guy wanted to fight yet, I kicked his ass. He's knocked out in the park at the moment." The raven haired boy sighed as he sat down

I looked over at Kageyama and nodded as a thanks. For the rest of the time we sat sipping on our drinks, Tsukishima was blushing wildly at the green haired boy offering him cake, Shoyo was still holding my hand and Kageyama was just telling the story of how he kicked Kuroos ass. We were having a good time and I was happy for the people around me, I checked my phone and spoke

"Hey its about 8:00 a clock, shouldn't we head back? We need to get ready for that lunch thing right?" I exclaimed to the rest of the booth

Everyone nodded in agreement. Everyone got up and threw away the drinks while Kageyama paid for everything which didn't happen often he just said, 'I have some money to spend.' or something. Although I highly doubt that's the real reason. We walked back and as we were walking we spotted Kuroos knocked out body, me and Tsukishima laughed a bit at it but kept walking.

"Thank you for everything today, guys." I said quietly as we were passing Yamaguchi and Tsukishima's houses, Yamaguchi gave Tsukishima a light peck on the lips before walking to his houses porch leaving a blushing tsundere Tsukishima on the sidewalk with the rest of us.

"Oh its not problem Kenma! Don't worry about it." Yamaguchi waved us a goodbye and entered his house with Tsukishima doing the same when we passed his house a block across from the his freckled lover.

Me and Hinata were the last ones to head home, with Kageyama walking to his place about 5 minutes later. Shoyo was being so sweet! Holding my hand, asking if everything was ok since yesterday, if I needed anything, if I had anything to wear for lunch or if I needed to borrow something of his.. He's amazing. Eventually we made it to Suga and Daichi's place, but Hinata seems rather hesitant to let me go.

"Is everything alright, Shoyo?" I asked, still holding his hands. Something in me could tell something was wrong, the normally loud energetic boy was suddenly shy and nervous like I was a lot of the time.

"Yeah I just wanted to do something before you went back inside.." His voice was no more then a whisper, which only raised my concern.

"What is it?" I asked

He didn't even say anything.. The orange haired boy just stared at me for a minute or two before planting a soft kiss on my cheek. My face burned up quickly, my pale cheeks looked as red as my jacket now, and all because of a soft delicate kiss by the boy I had crushed on for a while.

"I'll see you in a few hours, yes?" Shoyo said with a smile going from ear to ear, me following his example with a light smile.

"Mhm, I'll see you then Shoyo." My smile grew bigger with every second he stood there, with his hand holding my face, I felt so soft inside, it felt nicer then Kuroo's affection ever did... But I don't have to worry about him now, he's out of my life thankfully.

His hands slowly left my face and wished me a goodbye, I waved and walked to the front door of the house and entered, wanting to go play Animal Crossing and scream into my pillow out of gay panic.

Daichi was sitting on that couch snickering with Suga, "What's happening?" I asked

"Sooo you and Hinata hm?" Daichi chuckled, acting like a parent when their child gets a significant other, which at this point he and Sugawara might as well be.

"I guess, I don't know if we're dating or not.." I muttered, my cheeks and ears getting warm again.

"Well, do you want to date him?" Sugas tone light and curious

"I mean yes, he's the best person in my life right now." I explained, my brain however didn't follow my words, with my mind thinking about everything that happened until now. I was asking myself, 'Is he a friend? Does he like me or is he just being nice?'

"If you wanna date him go ahead, nobody's stopping you." Daichi said, being the supportive father figure he is.

"Thank you.." I whispered. I then walked over to the living area, taking a seat on a beanbag chair that I am not sure why they have.

"So who's driving us to the restaurant?" I asked

"Oh I can, my van cat fit all of you easily!" Suga-mama said with a grin as he got up to put a book back on the shelf

"Didn't you get that van SPECIFICALLY for stuff like this?" Daichi pointed out

"I mean yeah..." Sugas tone was one of embarrassment but also a little bit of pride in his voice.

After a while of talking, I went back to my room and just sat on the bed and relaxing on my Animal Crossing town, getting fruit, shells, flowers and making money to make this island look its best. While I was farming for sea creatures since those make me a good chunk of cash, my phone buzzed from the night stand. It was Kuroo, asking for me to come back home. A groan arose from my throat. I didn't bother replying and instead decided to follow Yams advice about giving Suga-mama or Daichi my phone at lunch later. I muted his number, not blocking it but I wont get the notifications for the messages. A smile grew on my face as I went back to enjoying the soft music of my animal crossing town that me and my sweet tangerine helped make together with one part of the island being his to design and the other was mine to design, and it worked really, really well!

After about 2 hours, I heard a knock on the door, Sugawara's voice could be heard from the other side, "Hey kiddo! We are gonna leave in a bout 13 minutes, get yourself ready, ok?"

I shouted an 'alright!' Back to him, saved my game, put the Switch back into its port and got out some clothes. While I never considered myself good with clothes and picking them out for events, Shoyo and the others often said my outfits were really good, so I guess that's something. Nonetheless I grabbed a t-shirt, a jacket and some black pants with white stripes down the side. I went to the bathroom, took a quick shower just to get and mess from earlier off of me.

After I finished showering, I dried my hair and put on my clothes. Once I finished that I pulled my pudding colored hair back into a small half up/half down look then made my way downstairs to where Daichi and Sugawara were waiting.

"You ready to go Kenma?" Sugawara asked

I nodded and we headed out to the car, I chose the middle seat in the very back of the van so I could be away from people.

Daichi got into the front with Suga to basically be his navigator, "So who are we picking up first?" Hinata since he's closest?" Daichi nodded and started pointing silver haired boy in the driver seat to his house.

He wasn't very far away just like Suga said, only about 15 minutes away. But by the time we got there I was about half asleep already, then again that was all the time. When he got into the car his eyes batted, looking for me probably, when he spotted me he got into the back next to me, buckled in and started talking to me.

"You seem tired.." The orange haired boy said, pointing out the obvious.

I only nodded to his words, it seems that nod was enough for the sweet boy since he put his arm on my cheek and gently put my head on his shoulder, "Here, sleep till we get there, I'll wake you up once we're there."

I smiled and curled up to him, well to the best of my ability anyway, after all I was wearing a seatbelt which restricted it a bit but I was still comfy.

--Sugawara pov--

I was grinning ear from ear at the sight that I saw from my mirror as I was driving to Tsukishima and Yamaguchi's place, "That's so cuteeee!" I squealed, quietly though I didn't wanna wake them up.

We eventually made it to Tsuki and Yams street to see them waiting on a bench with Yams ranting about something while holding Tsuki's hand.

"Hey kiddos, get in! We need to go pick up Kageyama!" Daichi said loudly out the car window.

They quickly got in the seat row infront of Hinata and Kenma who were still fast asleep. Daichi then started to point me in the direction of Kageyama's place once everyone was buckled in and chatting normally.

--Hinata pov--

I sat as still as possible so I wouldn't wake up Kenma who I could swear I heard purring like a cat. It was so adorable and I could die happy with him right here on my shoulder. After we made it to all our stops, with our final one being Tanaka, the one and only simp himself. Once he got into the car he saw me and Kenma the only thing he had to saw was AWW really loud for Suga to bonk him on the head. But eventually we got there and by that time Kenma was already awake since we went over a bad pothole and the bump from that woke him

Once we got there Yams was also asleep but he's a deeper sleeper then Kenma is and we all know from a sleepover we had a month ago that only Tsuki can wake him.

"You guys head inside I'll wake this idiot up." Tsuki's tone must have tried to sound mean but with Yams head resting on him we could tell he wasn't doing a good job.

We went inside and we got our table that was in a separate room in the back of the café. When Tsuki got there with a blushing Yams we ordered our drinks and started talking. I saw Kenma's phone buzz inside his pocket and I had a feeling I knew who it was,

"Kuroos calling you, isn't he?" I asked quietly so nobody could hear

"Mhm, should I give it to Daichi?" I nodded at Kenma's question and saw him walk up to Daichi and ask if he could answer the phone for him.

I know he wanted Daichi to answer it but Sugawara is too much of a bear mom to let him and will probably answer it himself and that's going to be a show

--Sugawara's pov again--

"Oh, what do you need kiddo?"

"Kuroo is calling me and I don't wanna answer, could one of you take care of it for me?" He seemed shy to ask for such a simple thing, Daichi was about to answer it for him but granted I was arguably the most mad I wanted to.

"I'll step outside and answer this, Hinata, kiddo, come with me would you?"

"Oh, uh, sure!" Hinata instantly popped up, Kenma handed me the phone and we headed outside

"Hello Kenma?" Kuroo started

"Nope not Kenma, this is Sugawara, I want to have a word with you." I said trying to stay calm but my patience was already as thin as a piece of yarn. I ended up putting him on speaker so that Hinata will hear it and pip in if he wanted,

"Put him on the fucking phone this has nothing to do with you Karasuno shits, this is me and Kenma's business not yours."

"Oh, so even though you made Kenma feel unsafe in his own home and he came to me and Daichi, it doesn't become my business?"

His voice grew to one of bafflement, "Wha- I doubt I made him feel unsafe all I did was raise my voice!"

Hinata looked pissed so I looked at him so he knew he could pipe in if he wanted and he wanted to, "He had a slap mark on his cheek! And you of all people should know he doesn't do the best if someone raises their voice like that!" Hinata yelled

"I didn't hit him!" There the rooster goes again, lying..

"Oh, yes you did, I have photo proof of it! Unless you want me to expose you to all the schools that we have played against including your own so they know what a piece of shit you are, I would suggest you leave Kenma the fuck alone!"

"Hand me the phone." Hinata whispered. I nodded and handed over the phone

"He's my boyfriend, I have a right to talk to him!"

"No the hell he's not! You don't deserve him! Kenma is mine, he has been for weeks since you started to treat him like shit."

"So that little fucking kitten has been cheating on me?! What the fuck!"

"You cheated on him with Levs fucking sister, shut the fuck up."

"..." I could hear Kuroo go quiet on the other end, no longer having an argument I would assume.

"I'm sorry.." He said finally after what felt like a year despite it in reality just being a few seconds.

I held out my hand for the phone back which Hinata gave it back, "That doesn't fix it, Kuroo. You still hurt Kenma physically, and probably mentally."

"I-" I didn't want to give this guy a chance to speak,

"No. Shut up. Never contact this number again." I said and hung up on him and blocked the number.

"Damn! That was really cool, aaand a little scary.." Hinata chuckled

"Why thank you~" I said, chucking along with Hinata before heading back into the café.

We walked back in and saw everyone staring at us in shock, "Uh is something wrong?"

"We heard all of that. Goddamn!" Noya exclaimed, looking like he saw god with his own two eyes.. I mean he's dating Asahi so he might as well have seen him already.

"Oh sorry about that, I snapped." I chuckled lightly

Kenma got up to get his phone from me, "Thank you." He whispered, I gave him a pat on the head,

"Its no problem Kenma!"

After that we went to sit back down and the rest of the day was normal, everyone had a good day eating and talking. After we were done Daichi payed the bill even thought multiple people including myself offered to pay it instead, we headed to the car and dropped everyone off.

"Hey do you mind if I stay with you guys tonight? I don't think Kenma would wanna be alone tonight." Hinata said, Kenma asleep on his shoulder once again.

"Of course! What ever makes him comfortable!" I smiled from my seat.

We made it to the house I got out first with Daichi while Hinata stayed behind to pick up Kenma from the car and carry him inside.

--Hinata pov--

The boy sleeping in my arms made me so happy. Knowing that he was safe and away from Kuroo. I knew that rooster wasn't right for him from the start, I don't know why, whenever I saw him red flags just went haywire in my head. Anyway, we got inside and I walked to the room and put Kenma onto the bed, I slowly backed off and got out some spare clothes that Suga kept here and went to change. Once I got back I walked to the bed and sat next to Kenma, once I did I saw his arm reach out for mine.

I smiled at the sight, I laid down and wrapped my arms around the pudding cup cutey who I had a crush on for a while. He was so warm and soft, I never wanted this feeling to end. I set my alarm since tomorrow is school day and fell asleep with Kenma curled up in my arms like the cat-like boy he is.

--In the morning--

I woke up before Kenma, I guess he's a heavy sleeper when I comes to not waking up at alarms... I lightly tapped his chest, he stirred awake, "Eh.. Shoyo..?" He muttered, his eyes opened fully now.

"Mhm, now get up silly you have school, right?"

"Oh, yeah I guess." He said quietly

I stood up, letting him wake up. I grabbed his uniform and put them in the bathroom and grabbed my own, "Your uniform is in the bathroom dear-" I cut myself off at the moment I said dear.

Kenma just sat up and smiled at me, "Thank you dear, I love you." How the hell is he so smug?!

My face was as red as a strawberry but I kept a straight face buuuttttt I am gay so its not easy, but I tried my best. I walked to the bathroom, got into my school uniform, shoved a clean volleyball uniform into my bag and walked out. I sat onto the bed, waiting for Kenma to come out of the guest bathroom, once he did I reached my arms out for a hug. Kenma smiled and gave me a hug, I gave him a peck on the cheek and stood up again.

"How are you getting to school? Nekoma's kind of far.."

"Oh, Sugas driving me." Kenma explained as we walked down the stairs.

"Hey kiddos, we're going to go get coffee so we can get Kenma to school on time! Get your shoes on!" Suga called from the hall.

We both put on our shoes and went out to the car I grabbed Kenma's hand as we walked. We got in and Suga drove to the Starbucks closest to the school, "What do you want?"

"Apple Pie Frappuccino." Kenma said quietly

"Ah secret menu! I like your style!" Daichi praised

"And for you, my tangerine son?"

"Matcha latte please!"

"How do you sound tired yet energized, Shoyo?" Kenma said, curled up on my shoulder

"Uh I don't know, I guess that's just my voice in the morning."

Kenma didn't say anything else, just relaxed on my shoulder while looking at his phone. We made it to Starbucks and Suga went through the drive through,

"Hello, can I get a Apple Pie Frappuccino, a Matcha latte, a Java Chip Frappuccino and a Iced Peach Green Tea Lemonade." Suga said, listing off the orders.

"Alright, pull up to the first window."

We pulled up and the coffees got passed around, "Do we need anything else last minute or are we ready to go?" Daichi asked

"No, I don't think so, do you need anything Kenma?"

"No." He shook his head next to me.

We made our way to the school, sipping on our drinks as we talked. Once we reached to the school, I kissed Kenma a goodbye before Suga drove off with him to drop him off at Nekoma before coming back. We walked into the building and the whole volley ball squad was standing in the entrance way with something behind their back. When me and Daichi went in, they whipped up the sign that read, "CONGRATS HINATA SHOYO!"

"Huh? What's this for?" I asked, very confused about the sign

"To congratulate you and Kenma dude!" Nishinoya exclaimed, running up to give me a noogie on my head.

"O-oh thank you!" I grinned at all my friends being supportive of me and my (unofficial) boyfriend.

We walked to class with the rest of the volleyball club following chatting with each other, dropping me off at my class before going on their way.

--Sugawara pov, 2 minutes after class ended--

I was sitting talking with a classmate about some homework the teacher had assigned when my phone rang, it was Kenma,

"Sorry *insert name* I kind of need to take this!"

"Oh its fine Sugawara!"

I said my goodbyes to my classmate and answered my phone when I exited the classroom, "Kenma, what do you need sweetie?"

Kenma's voice sounded shaky, sad almost from the other side like he had been crying, "Uh can you come get me?" My heart broke hearing that

I ran back to the classroom to grab my stuff, my bag, my keys, etc. "Oh of course! What happened if you don't mind me asking.."

"Kuroo started saying shit to the team, I don't wanna be questioned at practice, and Kuroo has eyed me down all day.. Me and him are always the last ones to finish changing I don't wanna be alone with him if I don't know what will happen."

The fact that Kenma even feels like that makes me sick.. "Alright, I will tell my couch I'll be late and I will bring you back to practice with me so you can hang out with us, ok?"

"Ok thank you, mom." Kenma said his goodbyes, when he ended the call I texted Keishin Ukai, our couch that I would be late.

I got into my car and drove to Nekoma to see Kenma waiting outside for me, "Get in kiddo!" I called.

Kenma quickly hopped in tears glazing his face, "Hey, once we get there I promise you we will do everything in our teams power to make you happy."

I kept driving and we made it back to Karasuno, we got out of a car and I walked with Kenma to the gym, I slowly opened the door and walked in with Kenma beside me.

"Hey guys.. We have a guest.." I announced quietly.

The minute I said that Couch Ukai looked at me, "Isn't that the Nekoma kid?"

Before I could answer Hinata ran up, "Oh my god! Kenma are you ok?! Who made you cry? Your face is red!"

"I-I'm fine Kuroo was just.. Being Kuroo.."

Almost the whole team piped up with some version of, "That bastard, that piece of shit, that motherfucker," Or something like it.

"Sugawara, Kenma sit down and explain what happened please." Couch Takeda called from the bench.

The whole team sat down instead of just us two with Hinata sitting off to the side with Kenma, holding his hand, peppering his face with kisses and just all around making him feel loved.

"So why exactly is Kenma here?" Ukai asked

"His ex was making him nervous and he didn't want to go to practice because of it so he messaged me to come get him, and I knew everyone would want to make sure he was ok so I brought him here."

"Its that Tetsurō Kuroo, right?"

Everyone nodded with murder in their eyes, "I'll can call the principal and fix stuff on the schools end, but if things are that bad, does Kenma have anywhere to stay?"

Daichi spoke up, "Yes he's staying with me and Sugawara."

"Alright, good." Ukai stood up and walked out

"Practice ends early! Stay safe everyone! Feel better soon Kenma!"

We all grinned and got our stuff together. Once we were ready to go we all hopped into my car, dropping off everyone at their houses,

"Thank you, Suga, Daichi, Shoyo.. all of you thank you." Kenma muttered from the back seat.

"Awh! That was so sweet! It's no problem Kenma! We will always love you!" I saw Hinata give Kenma more kisses and hugs from my mirror in the front seat. We got out and everyone went inside.

--Kenma pov--

"Hey Hinata?" I called from my bed, the boy popped his head in, his hair wet from a shower,

"What are we?" My cheeks lit up as I asked

"Well.. Aren't we boyfriends at this point? Or would you prefer another title?"

I shook my head, "No boyfriend sounds good."

Hinata sat down next to me, looking into my eyes and placing a hand on my cheek, "I love you, I love you so much Kenma."

I blushed at the words, I guess I'm still not used to that..

"I love you too, Shoyo."

I crawled into the tangerine boys lap and settled my arms on his chest.

"Thank you for being with me all this time Shoyo."

"Of course, you don't need to ever thank me for that."

I slowly fell into a comfortable sleep on my best friend- no on my beautiful, amazing, talented.. did I say beautiful already? Boyfriends chest.

----Now small snippets from all le ships featured--

Tsukishima x Yamaguchi

"Man.. This weekend sucked ass." Tsuki said from the couch

"I know. I know. It was, wasn't it?" Yamaguchi chuckled

"Question.."

"What is it Yams?"

"Could you wear the cute dino onesie I may or may have not bought you..?"

Tsuki looked at me his face turned red, "..........Fine, just don't tell ANYONE." Yamaguchi grinned ear to ear by that response

The green haired boy grabbed the onesie and Tsukishima embarrassingly slipped it on, "Oh my god you look so cute!" Yamaguchi squealed.

"Sh-shut up.."

"Gomen Tsuki!"

A few minutes later they were cuddling up to each other, Yamaguchi was in a heaven of cuddles and warmth. He felt loved as shit.

Daisuga

"Our sons are all grown up.." Suga exclaimed with a sigh while Daichi was on the couch sipping coffee with him watching some comedy on TV.

"Yeah, you really are a great parent figure to them dear."

"I mean some of them need that in their lives and I am more then happy to be that role."

"Mhm." Daichi nodded and held his boyfriends hand with one hand and sipped his coffee with the other.

"I love you dear."

"I love you too, sugar."

"Now excuse me while I expose Kuroos ass in every single team GC"

"Have fun with that dear."

aaand lastly, Kenhina!

Kenma grabbed his Switch, along with Hinata's which was right next to his, its orange case a custom one Kenma had made.

"Hey wanna play Animal Crossing?"

"Sure, whos island?"

"How about Nekoma's shared island? I wanna take all of Kuroos shit."

Hinata's eyes lit up at that comment, "I shall help!"

While Kenma was destroying the rooster heads stuff, Hinata was making patterns that led to Kuroos home that said stuff like, "Cheater this way ->," and "The home of a cheater"

"You're the best boyfriend ever Shoyo." Kenma said with a smile

"Uno reverse~"

Kenma curled up into a gay, blushy ball that fell into Hinata's arms

"You're so sweet and pure.."

"I mean I wouldn't say I'm pure but sure."

They both saved their games and fell asleep

--AAAND its over! I hope yall enjoyed, this is my first Haikyuu fanfic and I am hella proud of it! ~🏳‍🌈🧂Amber

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TWW Fantasy Season 8:17 Like Being Pecked to Death by a Duck (Act 4)

Act 4

Interior-Sam’s office

Wednesday

Midnight

“This looks really good,” Sam praised as he perused the final copy of Bram’s water standards bill. “Great

work.”

“Thanks,” Bram said with a sigh of relief. “I’m glad it’s done. Maybe now I can go back to working at my

desk.”

“Are you gonna disappear every time you get a chance to play point man on a project,” Sam teased. “Because that could become a problem.”

“No, it’ll be easier after this,” the younger man said resolutely. “This was my first time so I wanted to be

sure it was perfect.”

“Where have you been hiding anyway,” Sam asked as he tucked the papers back into their folder.

“I found this room downstairs with a couple of couches and desk. Nice and quiet. Out of the way. No one

bothers you there.”

Sam smiled wistfully. “Is that still there?”

Bram completely missed Sam’s familiarity with the room. “Yep. It’s a great place to get some work done.”

“I’ll bet,” Sam smiled.

“Speaking of which, I better go down there and clean up my notes and empty coffee cups. I’ll be back in a

few minutes.”

Sam was lost in memories of another administration and time spent in the room in the basement as Bram turned around and left his office.

CUT TO:

Interior-Hallway Outside the Basement Room

Bram made his way towards the room he had been working in for the last week, still basking in the glow of Sam’s approval and praying Josh felt the same way. He opened the door, unaware of all that had gone on there during the Bartlet administration, and entered. He fumbled for the light switch and all of the sudden the room was awash in light.

And movement.

“What the hell???”

It took a minute for his mind to process the sight he saw before him. There…on the couch…the very couch

he had been sitting on not twenty minutes ago, were Otto and Lou. They were…..

“OH MY GAWD!!!” Bram screeched as the Communications Director and her Deputy scrambled to grab their clothes.

“Bram..wait…” Otto grabbed a pair of pants, realized they weren’t his and tossed them at Lou.

“OH MY GAWD!!!”

“Seriously. Stop screaming.” Lou crouched behind the couch trying to hide from Bram’s view.

“OH MY GAWD!!”

“BRAM!”

“OH MY GAWD!!!”

Before either Lou or Otto could get themselves dressed, Bram fled in horror.

CUT TO:

Interior-Oval Office

“I’m exercising my walk in privileges,” Helen said as she entered the room and closed the door behind her. “Ronna said you weren’t busy.”

“I’m always busy,” Matt took mock offense. “I’m a very important man.”

“So you say.” Helen rolled her eyes as she crossed the room and plopped herself down in Matt’s lap.

“I’m trying to get through some of these briefing memos Josh left for me while I wait for word on what

happened in Kazakhstan.”

“So you’ll be late?”

“I’m sorry, honey. We’re at such a critical juncture right now that something like this could plunge

everything back into chaos. I just feel like I need to be here.”

“I understand,” Helen straightened his collar and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

“But I’ll be punished later,” Matt guessed.

“Much later. First you have to pay for mocking my Christmas display.”

Matt gulped.

“In fact, assuming this Kazakhstan thing gets straightened out before 7:30 am eastern tomorrow,

Ronna is gonna clear a little room in your schedule so you can accompany Matt Lauer and me as we take a tour and I show him the lights.”

“He-len,” Matt whined, stretching her name out as far as he could.

“Don’t whine,” Helen checked his face for lipstick. “It won’t work.”

“I’ll just tell Ronna…”

“Don’t even try,” she warned.

“Isn’t there something else I can do? Some other penance I can pay?”

“There are lots more things for you to do. But then again you have lots to atone for.”

“Like?”

“When my sister called to tell me Kelly was getting engaged this Christmas I had to listen to her tell me

how sweet the proposal was going to be and didn’t I wish I’d gotten that instead of an over the phone

proposal.”

Matt dropped his head. “I’ll be up as soon as I can.”

“Great. I’ll start working on a list of things for you to do.”

CUT TO:

Interior-Lester’s Office

Bram barreled through the door without knocking, throwing both Lester and Annabeth for a loop.

“OH GAWD, OH GAWD, OH GAWD,” he repeated over and over. “OH GAWD.”

“What?? What happened,” Lester asked, trying not to panic.

“OH GAWD,” Bram repeated.

“What’s going on,” Annabeth said crossing the room and grabbing Bram by the arm.

“It’s…I can’t…It’s just….OH GAWD!”

Bram crossed the room and dropped down on Lester’s couch.

“Bram! Get a hold of yourself. What in the Hell is going on? Is it Kazakhstan? Is the news bad,” Lester

demanded.

Bram took a deep breath and began waving his arms. “No, no no it’s nothing like that.”

“You had me scared,” Annabeth placed on hand on her chest and handed him a bottle of water with the other.

“It’s worse. Much worse,” Bram said, his eyes wide and desperate.

“What? Are we being attacked? Has there been some natural disaster? What on earth is happening?”

Lester’s stress level shot through the roof.

Bram continued to mutter to himself in what sounded like foreign tongues as he rocked back and forth.

“This is ridiculous. I’m going to talk to Josh,” Lester said, moving towards the door.

“No, wait. Don’t get Josh involved.” Bram tried to unsuccessfully to stand. Annabeth rubbed his shoulders

as he collapsed back onto the couch.

“If it’s something this big shouldn’t Josh know?”

“No,” Bram screamed. “We can’t tell Josh.”

“You’ve got two choices. Tell me right now or I’m going to Josh.” Lester said anxiously.

“OK,” Bram tried to compose himself. “Downstairs, in the basement, I’ve been working there because it’s

quiet.”

“Right,” Annabeth said as soothingly as she possibly could.

“Well…I finished the report…so I went down to clean up my workspace and I saw…I saw…”

“WHAT?” Lester and Annabeth asked in unison.

“Otto and Lou.”

“Otto and Lou,” Annabeth asked. “What about Otto and Lou?”

“They were…..together. Naked. Naked together,” Bram started whimpering.

Before he could say anything more a very disheveled looking Otto and Lou entered the office. Bram pulled Annabeth in front of him like a human shield and buried his head in her back.

“I can explain,” Lou said as Lester and Annabeth smirked at her and Bram continued hiding.

CUT TO:

Interior-Oval Office

“Thanks for getting us that information, Mr. President.” Matt sat at his desk talking on the

speakerphone to the President of Kazakhstan while Sam and Josh stood on the other side listening. “Please let us know if we can be of any assistance.”

“I certainly will.” The voice on the phone replied.

“I’ll talk to you soon, Sir.”

“Good evening Mr. President.”

Matt disconnected the call and sighed with relief. “A gas leak.”

“Thank heavens,” Sam said.

“I’ll call the Russian and Chinese Ambassadors to give them to good news.” Matt clapped his hands together.

“Before I forget, Ron called,” Josh said. “They identified the white powder.”

“Really?” Matt asked. “What was it?”

“Tide,” Josh smirked.

“Tide? Like the laundry detergent?” Matt was incredulous.

“Exactly. Turns out the return address on the envelope was real and when the police went to question the

"suspect” they found a little old lady who likes to write her grandchildren while she’s doing her laundry.“

"But why was it passing through the White House mail sub station….oh no…I’m not sure I want you to

answer that.”

Sam gave up trying to keep a straight face and decided to concentrate on hiding his laughter behind his hand.

Josh tried valiantly to school his features but failed. “It was addressed to a White House employee.”

Matt closed his eyes. “Which one?”

“Bram Howard,” Josh replied.

The President winced. “And the police rousted his grandmother?”

“I’m afraid so,” Josh replied. “Don’t worry, I’m on it.”

“And with that,” Matt shook his head, “I’m gonna head up to the Residence. I think Helen is in the mood to

punish me.”

Both Josh and Sam tried to hide their smiles.

“Not in the good way, boys. Not in the good way.”

CUT TO:

Interior-Hallway

“We’re three wins for three today,” Josh said as he rubbed his eyes tiredly.

“That doesn’t happen very often,” Sam smiled.

“Just often enough to keep us from fleeing the building in despair.” Josh slapped Sam on the back.

“Arnie Vinick and Humphries have patched things up?”

“They’re having a joint press conference tomorrow at noon. By the time the press is done with Kazakhstan and the anthrax scare his little blunder will barely be a blip on the radar.”

“That’s good. You know why, don’t you?”

“Because Humphries really is a crotchety old coot,” Josh guessed.

“Exactly.”

“You’re very wise.”

“And that’s why you need to listen to me on this proposal thing. Seriously, Josh, Donna is the kind of

woman who can appreciate the magic and the wonder of nature. Make sure that’s part of the proposal.”

They reached the door to Lester’s office and could hear chaos and yelling inside.

CUT TO:

Interior-Lester’s office

Continuous

“What in the Hell is going on in here,” Josh thundered as he and Sam entered Lester’s office. “Is that about Bram’s grandmother?”

Bram’s head shot out from behind Annabeth. “What about my grandmother?”

At that moment it crossed Josh’s mind that Ron may not have had a chance to talk to the younger man yet. “It’s nothing serious. Just a procedural matter. Make sure you stop at the Secret Service office before you leave tonight, and tell Margaret you need five minutes with me first thing in the morning.”

The room fell silent and all eyes were on the Chief of Staff. Except for Bram’s. He had returned his face to

the safety of Annabeth’s back.

“It’s nothing,” Lou said as Lester and Annabeth tried not to laugh and Otto tried to wipe the smirk off his

face.

“What happened to you?” Josh demanded. “You look like you just came out of a wind tunnel.” He turned to Otto. “And what are you smiling about?”

“Listen, Josh…” Lou started.

“No, you listen. All of you. I don’t care what’s going on in here. I just know that I want it all worked out

before staff tomorrow morning. The explosion in Kazakhstan was a gas leak. The anthrax was laundry

detergent. Lester, let the press know everything is under control.”

“Will do,” Lester said as he straightened his tie and headed to the pressroom to brief, actually happier to

face the tired and cranky press than to stay in the insanity that had descended upon his office.

“Thanks for helping out today, Annabeth,” Josh said. “I really appreciate it.”

“No problem, Josh.”

“As for the rest of you-it’s been a long day. Get to bed.”

As Josh and Sam left the room they couldn’t see Annabeth’s smirk or Lou and Otto’s mouths hanging open and the definitely couldn’t hear Bram whimpering into Annabeth’s back.

CUT TO:

Interior-Josh and Donna’s bedroom

Thursday

1:15AM

“Hey,” Donna said sleepily as Josh slipped into bed beside her. “You’re home.”

He was barely between the sheets before she molded herself to his body, snuggling into him as deeply as

she could. He immediately felt the stress of the day begin to ebb. She never failed to have that effect on

him.

“Yeah, I’m home,” he said softly.

“Everything ok,” she asked without opening her eyes.

He sifted his fingers through her hair and smiled. “Everything’s fine.”

“The explosion?”

“Just a gas leak.”

“The white powder?”

He kissed the top of her head. “Laundry detergent.”

That got her attention. She raised herself up on one elbow and looked at him. “Laundry detergent?”

“Yes. And that’s not the half of it.”

“Do tell,” she said as she settled her head back onto his chest and ran her hand softly across his stomach.

“The letter they found the powder in was addressed to Bram.”

“No!”

“Yes. Turns out his grandmother prefers Tide and likes to write letters to her grandchildren while she’s

doing the laundry.”

“Does everyone know?” Donna giggled.

“Not yet. But they will.”

“Poor guy is never gonna live this one down.” Donna planted a soft kiss on his chest.

“Probably not.”

“Everything ok with Arnie Vinick? I know I shouldn’t but I can’t help laughing every time I hear the tape

of him saying crotchety old coot.”

Josh pulled her more snugly against his side and sighed a contented sigh.

“I know the feeling. So how was your day? Everything ready for Matt Lauer’s visit?”

“I think so. I’ll do one last walk through when I get in in the morning but I’m pretty sure everything is

ready.”

“Anything else interesting happen today?”

“My parents called.”

“Really? What did they want?”

“I’m not sure. I think they got worried when they heard about the white powder. They left a message on

my voicemail and when I called them back they were kind of evasive. I don’t think they wanted to admit

they’d overreacted.”

“They were just worried,” Josh grinned, glad she couldn’t see his face.

“I know. Remember how I told you Helen’s sister and her family were gonna be at the White House for

Christmas?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Well it turns out her niece’s boyfriend is coming along and he’s planning to propose on Christmas Eve.

Isn’t that sweet?”

“Yeah.” Josh had to bite his tongue to avoid getting down on his knees and begging Donna to marry him on the spot.

“Poor guy. His first trip to the White House and a proposal on top of that.”

“It’s a lot. That’s for sure.”

As Donna continued talking animatedly about Helen’s niece’s proposal and the White House Christmas

decorations and Matt Lauer Josh smiled broadly. He had the perfect woman and the perfect ring. Now all he needed was to figure out how to propose.

The End.

#tww #josh/donna #fantasy season 8

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Pet Project - Part One (1)

full on loving platonic SAMCRO imagines right now! probs because i’m so far away from my family :)

(an anonymous request from ages ago, but aren’t they all nowadays? also, this is gonna be a 2 part one. What is it about Juice that just inspires me to write so much?)

(so i have this h/c that even though juice doesn’t speak spanish the rest of his family does and have that accent, you know? so this is a specific POC-hispanic reader. obviously male if it’s his nephew.)

(Reader is Juice's nephew and has to stay with him for a while? But reader is just a really angry teen and gets into a lot of fights? Juice doesn't know how to help him, but Tig does because he recognises the signs of abuse and gives reader small projects and a dog to look after? So finally reader confesses to Tig and begs him to not make him go back home? Juice finds out and tells reader he'll take care of him now & so will Tig and the others? )

Tig and Chibs laughed quietly when they saw the Hispanic kid come out of the customs office. His sweater was too big for him and his jeans were ripped and dirty with his sneakers falling apart on his feet. Beside him walked a pretty, well dressed woman but she didn’t have her arm around him or showed in anyway that she was his mom until she came to meet the men at the gate. Juice sighed and rubbed his eyes; he knew what was going to happen with (y/n) under his care and he didn’t feel ready for it.

“I want you to be good for Uncle Juan, ok?” She asked the kid who just rolled his eyes and sighed, “it’s only until your stepfather and I get back from our honeymoon, alright? No fighting with the other kids, yeah?”

The kid said nothing just rolled his eyes again and looked at the floor. He was making a conscious effort to not look at anyone. He was obviously pretending that he didn’t feel nervous about being put with his uncle and his scary biker friend. While Juice spoke to his sister Tig studied the kid with a smile on his face. He was just a skinny kid with messy hair and too big clothes and a mean expression.

“You’ve got all your school work haven’t you? You need to make sure that you do all the work, Uncle Juan and his friends will help you if you need it,” the lady said and again got no response then turned to look at the guys, “he’s just shy. Don’t worry, he’ll be good.”

“Alright well, (y/n), let’s get you home and settled in ok? You wanna say goodbye to your mom and dad?” Juice asked his nephew.

“Bye. Have a nice time in Puerto Rico,” (y/n) spoke with the Puerto Rican/American accent that his mother did but he sounded bitter and angry.

(y/n)’s mother said something scolding in Spanish then touched his shoulder but he shrugged her off angrily and turned away with his arms folded and his backpack slipping off his shoulder. (y/n) wasn’t angry that his parents were going without him but that he was the only kid being taken out of Queens and put into the care of this uncle that he barely knew while his siblings were being left with their elderly next door neighbour. Apparently he was too much of a handful for her and Uncle Juan and his friends would teach him some discipline, not that his step dad didn’t try.

“Ok then, see you later I guess,” Juice said and waved to his sister who went towards a big Puerto Rican guy waiting a few feet away, “come on (y/n). You can come and meet the family.”

“Yeah, whatever,” the kid scoffed and started trundling his suitcase behind him as he walked slumped over towards the door of the airport.

You sat with your arms folded in the back of the car. The woman who called herself Gemma was driving with your uncle sat in the passenger seat. It was awkward and no one was talking, not that you cared.

“So how old are you (y/n)?” Gemma asked, looking at you through the rear view mirror.

You looked out the window at the dusty landscape as it passed and said nothing. Gemma laughed slightly but didn’t seem angry that you were obviously ignoring her.

“He’s 15,” Uncle Juan said with a laugh.

“Yeah I thought you were about that age. You remind me of my son when he was a teenager all dark and brooding. You’re gonna love it in Charming; there’s loads of kids your age and stuff to do, you know, places to explore. All things teenage boys like to do.”

She seemed friendly enough but you still didn’t trust her. You didn’t trust anyone any more.

“He’ll settle in,” Gemma said kindly to your uncle, “don’t worry. It’s just a big change, that’s all.”

You dragged your suitcase into your uncles house and was delighted to see that he had a dog. It was big and scary and loud but it jumped up onto your shoulders and licked your face.

“Hey! Rocco, get down!” your uncle laughed and pulled the doberman down by the collar until it settled down, “sorry about him (y/n). He’s just excited to see someone that’s not me or Tig.”

The dog trotted over to the tall man with black hair happily wagging its stumpy tail around. It was panting and whining until Tig picked it up easily and cuddled it like a baby. You kind of laughed and shrugged off your backpack to throw it onto the couch while your uncle showed you around his little house. You were sleeping in the spare room that was full of his exercise gear and had his computer in it.

“Sorry you’ve not got a proper bed man,” he said, “but we’ll head out tomorrow or something and get you one. Alright? I’m gonna head up to the clubhouse tonight if you wanna come. If not don’t worry. Just let me know.”

You shrugged and kicked the air mattress gently with the toe of your ruffed up sneaker. Your uncle was a lot nicer than you thought he would be considering he was in a biker gang and everything. He went to touch your shoulder but you flinched away from him and pulled your sweater closer to you. He looked at you with a small frown but then turned to leave you too settling in.

“Hey, uh, thanks Uncle Juan,” you said gruffly.

“Don’t worry about it kid. And call me Juice, the rest of the guys do. It’s kinda weird being called Juan now,” he laughed.

You nodded without laughing and kept your eyes on the ugly brown carpet. Juice sighed and turned around, closing the door behind him. You could hear quiet voices in the other room but couldn’t hear what they were saying. The guys must have been talking about you though since you were probably the only interesting thing about their lived right now.

While they were preoccupied with talking about you, you opened the window before climbing out and shimmying down the drain pipe like you did at home; you hated being trapped inside and you didn’t want to tell Juice where you were going. That just wasn’t any fun.

You hadn’t even been out an hour when some white kids came sloping towards you. They were a lot bigger than you and there was about 5 of them. You had taken on more people than that before. You lost but you never shied away from a fight. You could tell what they wanted as soon as you set eyes on them.

“You new here?” One kid asked.

“I dunno, what do you think?” You asked, pushing through the group.

“I think you’re a bit far away from where you’re supposed to be, Ese.”

“I’m Puerto Rican dude,” you shrug, “that’s Mexican.”

“Same thing.”

You shrugged and continued walking down the road but the guys didn’t seem to feel like letting you leave yet because they followed behind you until you found yourself in a narrow alley way with nothing but the back of a Chinese restaurant where there were some chefs hanging out and smoking.

“Shit,” you sighed and turned to face the guys who were smirking and cracking their knuckles.

“You need to learn who rules this town,” the leader said with a smirk, “and it’s not gonna be you, get it?”

“Get fucked, white boy!” You laughed at him before turning around and sprinting towards the chefs.

They shouted at you in Chinese as you barged into the kitchen and ran around the cooking area. You ignored how hungry you were and the angry shouting that was coming from the chefs and waiting staff as you played cat and mouse with these white kids. You burst through the service doors, and into the main area of the restaurant. The diners were now looking up at you with amused and angry expressions but you had no time to laugh because the thundering footsteps of those jock looking fuckers were close on your tail shouting racial slurs and angry insults.

You shoved passed the cute waitress that was clearing up the plates; making her drop them all over the floor but also not having time to apologise to her. You still heard the angry Chinese shouting behind you and you suspected that the white kids were running away from them as much as they were running after you.

You had no way of knowing where you were going and that was your down fall. They had split up and cut you off, dragging you kicking and fighting behind some houses and took it in turns to hit you.

They beat you up and then left you slumped against the back wall with a swollen face and really winded. It was dusk by the time you felt well enough to stand and you could hear people shouting your name.

Well, shit, you thought, Juice and his friends were looking for you.

You had hoped to maybe find your way back to his house before you were missed but you had no idea how you were going to explain the cuts and bruises.

“He’s over here!” Tig shouted, “are you alright (y/n)?”

Tig put his arm around your shoulders but you pushed him back roughly, telling him not to touch you. You heard heavy footsteps and saw Juice coming down the road.

“What the hell happened?” Juice asked, sounding genuinely worried.

You looked at him surprised. You would have had wide eyes if one of them hadn’t swollen shut. You hadn’t had anyone sound worried about you since you were a kid.

“Just some guys,” you shrugged, “can we just go back? I got lost.”

“What guys (y/n)?”

You just told him some white kids but that could be about all but 3 people in town. He was looking at you with worried eyes and you actually felt kind of bad. He probably wasn’t actually too much older than you really. Maybe about 10 years.

“Alright, don’t tell us,” Tig said with a shrug, “but if they do it again tell ‘em you got SAMCRO on your side. They’ll back off.”

“Whatever.”

You followed them back to Juice’s house and just went into your room and slammed the door shut.

“How’s the kid doing?” Tig asked Juice as they pushed a car onto the service ramp, “getting any better?”

They had all noticed Juice getting tired and more and more drained. The teenager under his care was a handful and he didn’t know how to cope with him. He didn’t want to send him home but with all the stuff going on with the club and working full time in the repair shop it was hard to keep an eye on a boy that seems to really enjoy fighting.

“Nah man,” Juice sighed with a yawn, “I just don’t know what to do for him. He doesn’t want to stay in and watch TV, he doesn’t want me to go out with him, he eats in his room and just avoids me. Sometimes I think I’m getting through to him but... he just shuts down again, you know?”

Tig nodded thoughtfully and ran his hand through his hair. He knew the kid wasn’t alright, he could tell from the first time he saw him that there was something going on back at home. Juice had seemed to have tried everything to get (y/n) to do his school work. He had tried to get him to sit down in the workshop where he could be watched by everyone but had just ended up almost fighting with Clay.

(y/n) was just an angry kid but he was fighting something. He didn’t seem as violent or irritable with Gemma but the minute any of the older guys started to talk to him he would close up and get hostile, sometimes over nothing. One time, Chibs just asked him what he was working on and (y/n) got up in his face and asking him what his problem was; he thought he was calling him stupid when he was really trying to do his work. Chibs had had a school book thrown in his face and had to walk away from him.

You woke up one morning to the sound of an engine being choked and the smell of burning in your nostrils. You coughed and sat up, throwing your legs over the side of the bed and going to the window. Rocco, got up with you and trotted over to the window with you.

“What the fuck are you doing?” You shouted out to Tig who was in the backyard, scratching his head and looking puzzled at the vehicle in front of him.

“I don’t know Kid,” he shouted back up to you, “I just got this bike and I thought it was all good you know? I guess the guy that sold it to me was a dodgy dealer.”

“Yeah, ok? You gotta do that in my backyard though?”

“I can’t hear you! You’re gonna have to come down if you wanna say something.”

You scowled at him and pushed yourself away from the window and pulled on your hoodie over the scars on your arms and back before shuffling outside in pyjama pants and hoodie. You hadn’t bothered putting shoes on so you stormed across the half dead grass, not caring if you got stones in your bare feet.

Tig stood up as you approached, ready for you to square up to him but before you could say anything he had hit you lightly on your ear. That stunned you for a second before he did it again to the other side. He was laughing and that just made you angrier

“What the fuck?” You growled, pushing him in the chest.

“What? You wanna fight?” Tig asked with another laugh and hit you again on your right ear, “you wanna fight, huh? You wanna fight me?”

“Fuck off! Turn that shit off!”

“Don’t know how, sorry.”

He shrugged and sat back on the grass while the bike continued to cough and splutter while filling the backyard with smoke. You scoffed and went over to it, wafting the smoke away from where you assumed the key was to look for a way to turn it off.

You breathed a sigh of relief when the noise finally stopped and the air around you began to clear up. Tig was lying back on the ground with his hands behind his head.

“You wanna tell me what that shit was about?” You ask him angrily, “I was asleep.”

“Tell you what,” Tig said, not opening his eyes, “you fix that bike up for me and I’ll give you $2000. How does that sound?”

“Sounds like a bad deal. I’m not doing your job for you.”

Tig stood up and dusted himself off. You noticed there was a book next to where he had been sat. There was a picture of the bike on the front. It was a Harley Davidson repair manual.

You waited until Tig had left the backyard before picking the manual up and flicking through it curiously then turned to go back in the house, casting a curious look back at the bike before slamming the back door shut behind you.

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college boyfriend!joshua

a/n: special thanks to @choco-seventeen for giving me the idea of barista!josh which ended up being the best idea ever,,, get rdy to die yall

here it is, our long awaited gentleman of seventeen!! requested by this darling~

i’ve never written anything for josh (which is appalling) and seeing as he’s now,,, like a bias,, i mean i kinda have to don’t i

i’m going to pretend that a straight week of searching for joshua scenarios did not help encourage this

so, lovely josh has always had a love for animation

ever since he was a baby, he’s always found a joy in watching cartoons, so his parents always put on some colorful children’s movie for him whenever he got fussy, or when he’d wake in the middle of the night from a terrifying dream and he’d need some calming down

this kind of comfort of seeing characters of all colors, shapes and sizes gave joshua an abundant imagination as a child. he always found he liked the fantastical feeling of animation that live action didn’t really provide him

anything could happen in animation, and anyone could be anything and look anyway that they liked, which was part of the appeal for him

as he got older, he was exposed to anime (lol) and he found that he enjoyed the more mature animation just as much as the kind marketed for children

and he didn’t discriminate either! he could watch anything from tokyo ghoul and death note to your lie in april and haikyuu!!

but his favorite kind of animation lied in the love of studio ghibli films

something about the wonder of each film enthralled joshua so much as a teen, bringing him the nostalgia of his childhood that he loved so much

to all of his friends in high school, they had always expected joshua to get a stable, lackluster office job and stay in california with his family, which, originally, was the plan

but the films had inspired him to take a leap, so after applying to a few universities in seoul and getting accepted to the good majority, josh finished up two years of college in california before packing up everything he had and all the money he’d saved from odd jobs through his high school/college career and booked a flight straight to seoul, south korea

he obviously wasn’t flying completely blind, as he did have a friend living there already by the name of vernon

long story short on how the two met, bonding over xbox live can lead to long-lasting friendships ok

after a few years of friendship, countless nights of Skype calls and planning to meet one day, joshua had taken the first step and vernon’s family were more than happy to let joshua stay with them until he could get onto his own two feet (not that there’s any rush!! vernon totally doesn’t mind having an older brother around)

joshua was no stranger to korea either, having been taught korean since a young age by his parents, so he was pretty much set to start his new life in korea, even if his parents were pretty sad to see him go so far and so soon

they knew joshua had been a good kid his whole life, and he was making sure every connection and plan he had for his new life was laid out just right so he wouldn’t make things hard on himself and his family, and that was all they could really ask of him

for the summer before school started in korea, vernon takes to making sure joshua is settled in and at least semi-good at making his way around seoul without a problem

there was that one time,,, where he did get lost for like five hours and showed up back at the chwe house with an assortment of baked goods and sweets and exclaiming that “this stuff is so much better than the stuff in california!!”

vernon: you realize that we all thought you were dead right

josh: *blink blink* hm? :)))

but i mean before vernon knows it, joshua is freakishly adapted to life there and he’s suddenly like a local, making friends with literally everyone he meets because everyone is so fascinated by the american boy!! yet it’s funny cause the way josh saw it, vernon was v similar to him in a lot of ways, so he was a lil overwhelmed to find all of vernon’s friends were like !!! a foreigner !!! tell us everything

and sure, vernon hadn’t been to america since he was about five except to visit family, but they were all sooooo excited to hear about things from joshua’s perspective compared to the younger boy’s

so josh obliged, always talking about his experiences overseas and the other kids would be like :o or :D because!!! to josh that was all just boring everyday stuff to him but to them this was all so cool and interesting, and the way they felt about america was the same way josh felt about korea tbh

after a year in college in seoul, joshua was well settled down at the school

since he’s like,,, one of the best english speakers in school (save for a handful of other students who were bilingual their whole lives, foreigners, or just really good at the subject asjdijisa) he’s always willing to help his friends out with english class projects and he coaches them by speaking to them in english at random intervals

like they’ll be having a completely korean conversation and then all of a sudden josh is like “explain the plot to howl’s moving castle in english” and they’re like o shit here we go

but it’s really helpful??? they all get amazing grades bc of his pop quizes

all hail english professor hong jisoo

but, ok, everyone is so confused because that’s….. not what he goes to college for

like he’s verbalized that he loves learning and that being an english teacher in korea would be great for him bc he loves to show people the joy of learning! but animation was his first love

he’s v passionate about it, and he’s made several short films where the characters were stylized after his friends and their experiences (with their permission of course)

he actually did one on jun’s story of coming to korea for the first time as a chinese transfer student and entered it in a small film contest and won!! and jun was so happy that he cried ok

joshua was on skype with jun to jun’s family back in china and they were all gushing about the film after josh emailed it to them

basically if joshua ever needs to flee to another country, jun’s home is open jun’s mom said joshua has privilege of jun’s room before jun does

despite being really good at animating though, joshua is actually kinda shy about showing his work. he’s even shy showing it to his friends with the exception of vernon and jeonghan, the latter of which passive-aggressively convinced joshua to do it and is now joshua’s biggest hype man

“jisooooo. jun got a movie and I didn’t??” “…what would a movie about you even be about? you don’t do anything but sleep” “it could have been about how much you love me!!”

to placate him joshua showed all the lil drawings of chibi!jeonghan joshua had done over the year and jeonghan wouldn’t stop smiling and hugging josh all day jfc

jk jk tho jeonghan is super supportive and whenever people ask him (or don’t. they usually don’t ask but whom the fuk cares jeonghan says) about joshua, jeonghan just guuuushes about the boy and all of his great art and shows them joshua’s v tentative instagram page of his art. there’s only a few pics of outlines and some small clips of films he puts together, but jeonghan will gas his boy up so bad you’d think joshua already had an oscar

on the side, joshua has a job at the campus coffee shop

and like,, idk if you understand just how much of an accumulator of revenue that boy’s face is??

joshua is pretty humble so whenever his friends tease him and say that most of the customers that come to the coffee shop are there for his face, he downright refuses

but i mean,,, it’s true,, the majority of customers come during joshua’s shifts

and if josh isn’t working, it’s like a funeral home

it gets so bad the school is like “do u wanna like work here forever bc we’re totally down with that”

josh is like “lol no”

but he’s really good at his job and not many ppl notice that!! some jealous dudes think the only reason ppl even buy coffee from the shop is bc josh is serving it and they’re deluding themselves into drinking it, but josh is actually an amazing barista

u kinda get creative with coffee when you’re living off of it to graduate ajsiodha

he’s also king of latte art don’t fight me on this

he was playing around in the back one day on his break when he got an idea to make some art in a latte, bc he was at a creative loss with his art on paper, and he just made this v simple couple of hearts here and there, and then suddenly he was making all kinds of designs that ppl loved

his favorite is a little cat design that is so friggin cute ok. everyone loves it

everyone except you,,, who had no idea this was even a thing

between classes on certain days, you have about two hours of free time to yourself, so you like to escape to your favorite coffee place to study and relax

you usually didn’t like to go during this certain time in the day bc the shop was always bustling with customers and you really rather preferred to be in a smaller crowd. so basically, you’ve never seen joshua

you haven’t even heard of him bc you’ve always been pretty in your head when it comes to your studying time

u basically zone out the minute you can smell the coffee beans

but a friend of yours held you up in your last class, so your two hour break diminished to fifteen minutes, and you still hadn’t had your coffee

you practically bolt toward the coffee shop, but your eyes bug out of your head when you notice that for once, there’s a huge crowd of students there, something that never happens when you’re there

so like, groaning internally, you force yourself into line before anyone else can get in front of you and delay you even further

but like… the line is moving at snail’s pace

you can barely see up front, all you know is that someone is taking their sweet time making coffees

in fact, 70% of your time is swallowed up just waiting for the line to move up

you’re jittery, knowing class starts soon and you already don’t have that much time to book it to your next class at this rate, but you have to have your coffee

finally,,, you reach the front….. and….

“hi there! what can I get you this lovely afternoon?”

in the words of jeonghan again, whom the fuk-

“u-hhuhhhuuu hhh ????”

windows has shut down unexpectedly

this beautiful specimen of a man is smiling down at you without a worry in the world, blinking softly with the longest, prettiest eyelashes you’ve ever seen on a guy

his hair is short and well kept, roots dark and colored with highlights of chestnut throughout

he’s in the uniform but that’s really only black slacks and a half apron; he’s wearing a really nice baby blue dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up to the elbows and his collarbones are just slightly exposed with only two buttons undone at the collar- !!

“do you need a minute?” he asks, looking concerned at your vacant expression

that seems to snap you out of it (or maybe the frustrated swears from behind you do), and you sheepishly apologize, spitting out the first thing that comes to mind, which is definitely not your usual order, “small latte, please”

his eyes light up when you answer, “would you like the art too?”

you furrow your brows and he stares at you for a good moment before he realizes,, wow u really don’t know about his latte art? that’s literally all ppl come here during his shift for

but he does notice he’s never actually seen you during his shifts before

hmm. interesting

“i… i do latte art. it’s kind of… sort of a thing? i don’t know, um, would you like me to make you something in particular?” he says, suddenly a little flustered

you know. you know deep in your heart that you have zero time to spare and that you really shouldn’t be late for this class… but also,,, why the heck not

“surprise me!” you say softly, letting out a breath you didn’t know you were holding

joshua perks up and he nods (probably harder than he should have) and quickly puts in your order for your latte

you quickly scoot to the side and another boy takes over in his place as he turns to make your coffee, and you can’t help but watch his calm, gentle hands as he prepares it

there’s no rush in him, no sloppiness detected, and you can tell he takes pride in his craft

he pours the steamed milk with no difficulty, pouring it with such smooth precision that it hypnotizes you, even as he’s half turned from you and you can barely see what he makes

it’s only when he’s done and handing over your coffee with a smile that you realize,, you’re holding a mug

you forgot to ask for a to-go cup!

but like,,, if you put it in a to-go cup now, it’ll ruin his art

yet, you’re so late for class already……..

he looks at you with even more concern when he just catches you staring at the small tulip etched into the surface of the coffee, and he’s about to ask if you’re alright when you suddenly smile at him and say “you’re beautiful”

in ur mind, you’ve just told him the art he made in your coffee was beautiful

it takes u like,, eight seconds to register that is not what you said AT ALL

but by the time you realize your mistake and wordlessly try to motion to the cup he’s already laughing gently behind his hand, eyes locked on yours, and when he’s done he says “i’m sorry, i’m not making fun of you… you’re just… very sweet. i hope you enjoy the coffee”

part of u still wants to correct yourself, maybe save some of your pride, but instead, you simply sigh and accept his compliment that low (high) key makes your heart beat a little faster, and you quickly whisper a “thanks again!!” before skedaddling

and josh just watches with a soft smile, and can’t seem to get the strange new customer out of his head even after his shift

he doesn’t even mention that you’ve stolen the mug when his co-worker asks about it in bewildered confusion

“just say I broke it” he tells him, and goes back to work like nothing happened

the next day, you come in much earlier and find that the shop is void of a crowd, much to your relief and quieter dismay

holding in your hands the mug that you had washed and stared at in disbelieving horror the whole night in your dorm, you walk up to the counter and hold out the mug to the cashier, her eyebrows furrowing in confusion when you start to ashamedly explain exactly how you had snuck out one of the mugs

but before you can even get anything out, josh suddenly appears from the back, tying his apron just as he spots you and he goes “oh!! hey, mug stealer”

your face flashes in mortification

“i swear it was an accident-” “don’t worry, no hard feelings. I already covered for you so I mean, it’s practically yours anyway. you didn’t have to bring it back”

but you still hold it out, sighing “it made me feel bad, ok? i can’t look at this shame cup anymore”

joshua snorts bc

shame cup

ur too fucking cute for him

“ok, well, let’s make it not so shameful” he says, carefully taking the mug from you and going over to the coffee machine “latte, right? same as usual?” he throw over his shoulder

the girl at the cashier actually knows you, has served you for the last few years, so she shakes her head and tells him that’s not your usual, which makes him a little surprised and he apologizes, saying that he’s since switched around shifts with someone else so he’s still adjusting, so he’s about to ask you what you usually get when you blurt “latte’s fine!”

and ok, yeh, you’re not getting a latte for him of course

obviously

he just smiles that beautiful smile and gets to work, and the cashier gives you a small, very indiscreet wink much to your chagrin

you shuffle to the side and watch joshua work again, smiling as he gets ready to pour the milk, when he asks what kind of art you’d like

“can I have… wait, what are you good at?” “hm, well, my favorite is a kitty” “kitty it is!”

he quietly makes your kitty, lip tucked between his teeth and you can tell he’s working hard

he sets the cup before you (this time in a foam cup, just in case you have to run and didn’t remember to tell him again), and watches with pride as you beam at the art, your eyes shining

before you even think about it, you’re whipping out your phone and snapping a photo of it for instagram, before you realize you don’t simply want to credit “random handsome campus barista” for something as beautiful as that

“what’s your name?” you ask, and joshua tells you, and you quickly type down his name in the caption before tapping the photo to add a tag “do you have a instagram?”

and though he rarely ever uses it unless jeonghan prompts him to, joshua spells out his username for you and you tag him successfully, posting the photo just as joshua’s back pocket vibrates with a notification

“thank you so much, joshua. you’re really good at this you know”

and josh hears it from everyone a lot. all of his customers and co-workers compliment him often so it’s not like he’s unaware of his talent

but there’s just something about the fact that you complimented him that makes him blush, but he just bows a little at you and thanks you softly as you depart to find a table to start studying

of which,,, u do not do lol

even tho it’s barely 10 posts, you spend quite a while looking through joshua’s instagram

they’re mainly shots of his art, of which you soon find out that his major is animation and film development

the captions are v minimalist, but in the comments to his friends and others who’d found his insta, he’s cutely gushing with lots of exclamation marks and the like about how his work is coming along, having casual convos about the others and how their lives are going, and responding to compliments with v heartfelt thanks

because he doesn’t post much, you check the posts he’s tagged in and see a bunch of candid, secret pics of him from all kinds of funny angles, most from students and some parody ones from his friends

by the time you decide to check how much time you have left until your next class, you find you’ve got about a half hour to cram whatever you were going to study within two hours into half of one and get to your lecture on time

so as fast as your legs will allow, you quickly hit follow on his instagram and stuff everything you have back into your bag before sprinting out, missing joshua’s small goodbye and wave in your haste

he smiles anyway, and later when he gets off his shift, he checks his notifications and finds he has a new follower… you

he totally misses everything his professor says looking through your instagram for a good hour and a half

so it goes on like this for a while, you getting your coffee from josh now that half his adoring fans are usually in class when you go to see him, and the two of you casually chatting about this and that

he talks about his major, you talk about yours, and a pure friendship forms

with josh, you really feel like you can talk to him about anything and he understands

he speaks slow, soft, uses pretty words but they’re never overrated. he talks to you with the utmost respect and attention, 100% focused on you whenever you’re around. you’re honestly surprised no one has snatched him yet, what with how much of a catch he is

and like,, you know that anyone would kill to date him because not only is he talented and beautiful and a certified dorkozoid, he’s considerate, kind, feminine…. he almost feels untouched by this world and everything in it

maybe that’s why, you usually think. he’s a catch. anyone would be lucky to have him and you’re having regular chats over coffee and you can tell ppl are jealous

but he just feels too good for you. for anyone

you can’t think of one person on campus that would be good for him. not necessarily that there isn’t anyone… it’s just… who?

as months pass and winter gets colder, you find yourself feeling the effects of being single ten times more

so your friends are like!! are you still head over heels for that barista?? let’s set you up on a blind date to get your mind off it!!!

you’re only like 60% against it

because honestly, even though you’d do anything to work up the courage to date joshua, you wouldn’t mind getting a little dolled up for someone and having fun on a date

so your friends set you up with some guy who’d meet you at this italian place in the city on friday, and you anticipate the day, even telling josh about it when he has time to listen

“ahh… heh, a blind date? you must be super excited”

instantly you can tell something is off with the way josh talks, but he still keeps that pleasant smile, even tho it doesn’t quite reach his eyes

for the next few days leading up until friday, josh feels a little more reserved to you, not as open as usual and somehow always a little out of it when he talks to you

even when you ask, he just smiles (and it is nothing like his real smile) and tells you he’s fine

so come friday, you’re all dressed up and you happen to walk past the campus coffee shop and see joshua going in for a late shift, so you wave to him on your way and

fuck

he can’t even manage to say anything, completely speechless as he sees how absolutely stunning you look

and how he wishes you’d turn into the shop, grab his hand and tell him you were excited for your date

but instead, you’re meeting someone else, and all he can hope is that they care about you half as much as he does. even half was a feat

he suddenly catches up to you before going in, grabbing your hand, and you blink up at him in confusion when he says “be careful. text me when you get there please? so i know you got there okay. and… and text me, or one of your friends on your way home, please. you don’t know who this guy is or what he might do. just… have fun. be careful.”

you look at josh, his eyes showing such worry and concern for your well being that you pull him into a quick hug, smiling into his chest as he lets out a sigh, “of course. i’ll be good. plus, i have a pocket knife and a full can of pepper spray just in case he tries to get one over on me”

he chuckles, feeling a lot more relaxed as he hugs you back, “let’s trust you come back with that can still full and that knife still clean, alright?”

eventually, he has to send you off, and you head to your date

you arrive by 6:55, having been told that he’d be there by 7, and so you anxiously look around, knowing you were supposed to be on the lookout for a guy in a navy blazer

but… all the guys in navy blazers are there with someone already

by the time it’s 7:30, the waiter has come by twice, asking if the other member of your party is coming

and by 8, you’re sure he’s not

so you begrudgingly order dinner, eat it in angered silence, and don’t even bother to text your friends he didn’t show. you get your leftovers boxed and order one slice of strawberry cheesecake and leave, your eyes stinging and your heart hurting, but you get back to the school just fine

and at first, you were going to just head back to your dorm.

but you walk past the coffee shop, and you look through the windows to see it’s still open and josh is still inside, cleaning up and shutting down for the night

before you can think, you’re rushing inside, glad he hadn’t locked the doors, and as soon as josh looks up in surprise to see you, he’s shuffling out from behind the counter and scolding you with “you never told me if you arrived or not. why are you back so early? you look sad, (y/n). what happened? what did that bastard do-” “I have cheesecake. you want some? take it or leave it”

you look hurt, but you keep up the stony expression and he just quietly nods, following you to a booth in the very back

he says nothing as you take out the cheesecake, says nothing as you go into the back and grab two forks and hand him one, says nothing as you take the first piece and sigh, over-exaggeratedly praising the dessert

he says nothing because he knows better. instead, he just listens as you begin to babble about the day, about how excited you were for today all week, how your friends had gassed up your blind date so much and how you had spent two hours eating by yourself, too embarrassed to cry or even tell your friends

he watches as you quietly struggle to pick up a strawberry, the sauce drenched fruit slipping off your fork as your hand trembles with words unsaid

so, he slides out of the booth and into yours, slips an arm around your shoulders, and makes you put it down

“it’s okay. i’m here” he says softly into your ear, and you let it all out into his shoulder

all of your tears and makeup stain his shirt but he couldn’t care less, his only priority in holding you close and comforting you

he wants to beat up your blind date, make them feel terrible for ever passing up an opportunity to spend a night with you because gdi, you were amazing and lovely and he wished he was in that bastard’s shoes

you guys stay like that for a while, you simply relishing in his comfort and joshua wishing he could help you feel better, yet not knowing how

but then he gets an idea

“do you want me to show you how to make latte art? you mentioned you were interested once”

at first, you’re kind of like??? now of all times?? but you also can’t help wanting to get your mind off things, so he helps you slip out of the booth and leads you to the back in the kitchen

there you see his sketchbook and laptop up, seeing he had been working on something before he’d gone to clean up

he goes to get some coffee together while you look over his work, smiling when you see he’s intricately drawing a character at a booth in what looked like a coffee shop, but as you look at it longer, something starts to click

“josh?” you ask, and he hums, filling up a cup with some coffee “Is… is this me?”

he glances back at you and his eyes widen some when he sees what you’re looking at, but he turns back around to play it off before you can say anything “ah, yeah. i needed to warm up so… i thought of you and drew”

“this looks way too detailed for a warm up” you say with a smile, tracing your fingers over the drawing, half of it colored in, the other half still white parchment paper and blending in to the colors where they end

josh snorts, making his way over to you and closing the notebook, “look at you. you know me too well, it seems”

you simply nudge him and he places the coffee cup before you before handing you a metal cup of steamed milk, “so, we’re going to start out with making a simple heart. it’s really important how you guide your hand. i don’t expect it to be perfect, so just try, freely”

he hands you the cup and you nod, turning the spout toward the cup and trying to carefully pour in the shape of a heart, but it becomes a deformed swirl too soon

josh still smiles, telling you to attempt to fix your mistake, but you continue to find it hard, somehow making the swirl more prominent

“josh, please help me” you whine with a small smile, and he nods with a laugh, reaching his arms around you

and,,, you’re caged against the counter, his hand coming to rest above your own where you hold the milk, and his head leans down to whisper into your ear how you should pour, murmuring “it takes a bit of practice, but once you get it, it’s satisfying”

you can’t even focus on the damn coffee bc he’s so close sasjhnasi

he keeps whispering in your ear, helping you try to fix your mistake, and then he grabs a toothpick and starts to trace the swirl into something of a shape, looking a lot better than before

“see?” he whispers by your ear, smiling even as your heart beats so hard you bet he can hear it against your back “not so bad”

you turn your head slightly, only able to move so much with his arm around you and body behind you, keeping you practically pushed up against the counter

he just looks at you for a moment when he sees the look in your eyes, mouth going a little dry

it must be the moment, or maybe the mix of emotions you’d released earlier, because you can’t find the nervousness from before anywhere near when you knead your fingers into his shirt and pull him in to kiss

his lips taste like coffee and stolen sweets, and he moves his body only to turn you around for better access to your mouth, his large hands closing around your hips and squeezing

he’s careful but he is not shy. he kisses you like he’s been wanting to all night, and if you asked him, he’d tell you he had

you get so caught up in his heady kiss that even when he lifts you onto the counter and pulls himself between your legs, you don’t stop to laugh or marvel at his strength you didn’t know he had. you just thank god that he’s closer

after a few moments, he ends up pulling away, your lips chasing his with a frustrated whine that has him nearly buckling under his weight “my boss will kill me if we make out in the kitchen”

“then let’s take it somewhere else, dummy”

joshua has never locked up the coffee shop faster

after that day, he finally asks you out, and of course, you say yes

your friends apologize to you, feeling absolutely terrible for what happened with the blind date, but you honestly couldn’t care less bc if you hadn’t been stood up, you may have never gotten the chance to kiss joshua

everyone, and i mean everyone can tell there’s something different about josh come monday

he’s so much more peppy, so much more friendly, he’s practically beaming like a ray of sunshine,, like more than usual

and it’s so obvious why when you come in, stealing a kiss from him when he gets your coffee to you before you leave

josh’s co-workers are like??? is this allowed?? wtf is this allowed????

joshua’s boss doesn’t care cause it’s FRICKIN CUTE

a majority of joshua’s suitors back off when they find out he’s taken, but of course they continue to come bc josh is amazing at making coffee and no one is petty enough to stop coming just bc he’s taken lol

if joshua was an amazing friend, he’s an even better boyfriend ok

turns out that one drawing of you in the coffee shop was not the only one

he draws you often, and his favorite you to draw is a cute lil chibi version which he swears is so cute bc like,,, u small

boy literally giggles whenever he thinks about it

you: it’s really not that funny josh-

joshua: YOU’RE SO SMALL

actually made a chibi ver of himself and animated your chibi selves to kiss

he sent you the video and you look at it before you go to sleep every night bc it’s so cute

is always hyped for animated films and you can never get him as excited for live action films

he goes absolutely nuts for disney and stuff but he’s also a fine tuned indie animated film connoisseur of course

sometimes he’ll be like “so i watched this film last night called blah blah blah and it was about blah blah blah and…” and you don’t know wth he’s talking bout sometimes but you just listen to him babble bc u love him

scolds u if you haven’t seen a particular movie/anime/cartoon and then proceeds to force you to watch it

but you actually end up liking them?? and some of them become your comfort movies just because they remind you of josh

will send you animated couples and be like “this is us”

even if you two have nothing in common with the characters? it could just be a cute scene and he’ll link it back to you two

jeonghan LOVES you…. and also will fight you for joshua’s attention but he still loves you

he prides himself on being “joshua’s best friend” but then you meet vernon and vernon is like “he was my best friend first” so you go from a love triangle to a love square

if you added in all of joshua’s admirers it’d be like a love…. enneacontakaipentagon

(that is a thing)

since it’s a lot to go back to america to meet josh’s family, you instead meet vernon’s family in place of them, who despite only knowing josh for a year feel like he’s their second son

they gush about how much they love him and his influence on vernon and vernon’s lil sister and it’s just,,, so precious

but you can tell he gets homesick sometimes, and when family holidays come, he gets particularly sad

vernon’s family works hard to make it easier on him so they set up a skype date with his family every holiday and you watch josh as he talks about how his graduation is coming up, how he can’t wait to visit them, how he misses his mom’s home cooking and how nice life is in seoul

he introduces you to them over skype as well and they’re so kind and lovely!! they absolutely spoil you with love and attention and only have lovely things to say about you

then one day, you get a call from vernon’s mother

she tells you that secretly, they’ve been setting up for joshua’s parents to come visit, and they want you to keep it secret, as well as keep joshua out of the house the day they arrive so he doesn’t catch on

which,, proves harder than you expect

even on spring break your lovely boyfriend only wants to stay in and catch up on shows with you so you have to literally drag him out of the house to hang with jeonghan and vernon at the mall

while you’re all out, joshua just happens to see a shirt while you’re all shopping

it’s a tank top with the word “california” written across it

and usually, josh would just ignore little things like that, but as he stands there, he starts thinking of home and his family who he misses like crazy

it’s not like him, but a few tears slip past his eyes before he wipes them away, attempting to hide it before one of you saw

you did, but you don’t say anything, instead hooking an arm with him and leading him elsewhere, practically bursting with the need to tell joshua what was awaiting him at home

you manage to keep it secret though, even as you smile wider than ever on your back to vernon’s house

of course,,, josh is highly concerned

“why are you smiling so much? what are you hiding?” “dang boy, can’t a girl just smile a lil bit” “not like that. your smile is too big. it’s creeping me out”

if you weren’t driving you might’ve socked him in the arm

you carefully pull up to the house and joshua’s eyebrows furrows when he notices vernon’s parents’ car is parked somewhere different than it was when you all left

“v, did your parents go somewhere?” he asks, but vernon simply shrugs and follows a grinning jeonghan out of the car, leaving just you and him alone

he stares at you for a bit, the smile still on your face, and then looks back at the house, the wheels turning behind his eyes

“what are you waiting for? i don’t know about you, but I wanna meet the hongs sometime this week, thank you”

his eyes widen a little bit and you’re laughing as he tumbles out of the car, rushing toward the front door as you trail behind, hearing a chorus of elated screams before you enter the house

when you do, you see josh all wrapped up in between his parents, all three of them crying into each other as jeonghan, vernon, and vernon’s family watch with smiles just like yours

for the rest of the day, you spend it with josh and his family, catching up on all that they’ve missed along with getting to know the hongs personally

they’re just as sweet in person as they are over skype, and they absolutely love poking fun at josh to you whenever they get the chance

the sound of josh’s embarrassed “mooooooom” in the background as she tells you about josh’s anime phase and how she’d seen an episode of one of those shows and had to have a talk with him afterward

you: what were you watching, josh?

josh:… i have since refined my taste

by the time the night ends, you’ve got enough embarrassment fodder to last you months

“please don’t take anything my parents said seriously okay. they live to make my life terrible” he tells you over the phone that night, after vernon’s family told you it was getting far too late and you should be heading home

highest of keys, josh was hoping you’d stay so late that they’d let you sleep over but knowing he had two (2) sets of parents in the house now, they’d probably make vernon sleep between you two and that’s the closest you’d get throughout the night

“i don’t know about that. those baby stories were comedy gold” you grin into the phone, laying on your back and smiling up at the ceiling

he scoffs, “just wait till i meet your parents. they’ll tell me all the crazy stories and i’ll have so much blackmail i won’t even know what to do with” “isn’t it funny how i met your parents, who live in california, before you met mine who live here?”

he smiles into the phone, “’s okay. makes us a unique couple. i was starting to think we were far too daydreamy. almost feels like a movie.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t turned it into one, actually” you say, playing with your shirt hem as sleepiness starts to creep up on you and you let out a yawn

“i promise one day i’ll make a movie about us. now go to sleep, i’ll see you tomorrow, okay?”

you yawn again but oblige, and you say your goodbyes before hanging up and laying down to fall asleep, a content smile on your face

but then your phone vibrates under your pillow not twenty minutes later

confused, you pull it out, and find a video message from joshua

carefully, you open it, unsure of what you’ll expect, but find a seemingly quickly drawn stop motion video of chibi!you and chibi!josh kissing each other’s cheeks

you smile tiredly, shaking your head at the boy, but as the video comes to an end, a speech bubble appears above chibi!josh’s head, his eyes turning into hearts as he speaks to chibi!you “i’ve been debating on when to say this for a while, but i’m proud to be the first of us to say it: i love you”

the video ends, and you giddily dial josh’s number once more, the boy picking up just as quickly as you had called

“yes?” he says softly, voice tinged with slight worry

but you just chuckle, “jerk. i wanted to say it first. now let me go to sleep… i love you too”

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