today I found out (mostly realized) that kids these days don't have physical textbooks anymore. like that is so insane to me. You can't hold??? you can whack someone's arm with it? shove it in a locker and hope it doesn't remain there??
summary: sometimes algorithms win championships, other times they help find love. (social media au)
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mercedesamgf1 This year we want to give a special thank-you to Dr. Yn Ln! With the creation of her new algorithm focused on data analysis and her extensive collaboration this season our view in analytics evolved to unimaginable levels. We are forever grateful for her contributions and what they mean for the future of Formula 1. Thanks again Dr. Ln, and good luck with the thesis! 😎💻
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yninmath thank you for the opportunity🫡💙 it was an honor to work alongside this great team
mercedesamgf1 👏💙
user1 omg work girlll!!
user2 just googled her and im going crazy like how do you have 3 phds at 27😭?
user3 graduated super early too shes kind of a genius lol
lewishamilton thank you miss yn💙
yninmath your welcome sir champion🥹
user4 ok this is cuteee
user5 you should be thanking him bffr
georgerussell63 Outstanding!🙌 Make sure to come back Dr. Yn
yninmath oh but the travelling😮💨
lewishamilton nah you’ll make it back
yninmath if you say so haha
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yninmath currently picking up trash couches, writing thesis and remembering the friends ive made along the way 🤓💘
on a serious note, if anyone is interested in reading about topology feel free to read my new paper abt it (link in bio #influencer)
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roscoelovescoco working’s hard🐾😵💫
yninmath or hardly working🤔
bestfriend surprised the couch didnt bring rats or something
yninmath no rats or fleas!!! its been a great couch #trashcouch #luckygirls
bestfriend please never use # again
user1 great paper dr yn😍 is there any way I could get your paper on the hodge conjeture for academical porpouses? magazines are too expensive, help a girl out🙏
yninmath dm me girl that should be free so make sure your class gets it too
user2 dr yn youre saving the nyu maths class of 25’🫡
lewishamilton no rest on break miss yn?
yninmath you know me already haha💞
user3 suspicious…
user4 what? they cant be just friends?
user5 I thought she worked for merecedes, what is this?
user6 she was only there to develop part of her thesis tho still won them another championship
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f1paddockgossip BREAKING! Lewis Hamilton was caught while vacationing in France with mathematician and Mercedes’ collaborator Dr. Yn Ln. The pair are rumored to be in a months-long relationship already, starting in the middle of last season.
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user1 NOOOOO
user2 isnt she like way younger than him? weird
user3 shes literally a grown woman lol she can be with whoever she pleases
user4 no cause they actually look really cute🥹 so happy for them
user5 right! she seems super nice
user6 i just know that man is confused everytime she talks numbers lmao the curse of dating a stem girlie
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lewishamilton congrats on the finished thesis miss yn😉💙 love you
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yninmath love u and ty for the championship😘 would have failed otherwise
lewishamilton 😂😂
lewishamilton anything for my girl
yninmath 🥹
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yninmath you best believe he sat on the #trashcouch #dearlordwhenigettoheaven
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bestfriend did it have fleas lewishamilton?
lewishamilton no but I was worried
yninmath booo tomatoes
bestfriend just buy a new one please
yninmath i believe in sustentability🫡🍃
lewishamilton there has to be a limit
lewishamilton ❤️❤️
yninmath love you sm
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a/n: ty for reading and i hope you enjoyed🩷 maybe ill be writing more for different drivers soon, so if anyone is interesed keep that in mind!
In the most demeaning way possible, I think I'm stupid. I can't even spin it for myself like hehe I'm just a himbo thembo blah blah blah. Like it's just a legitimate insecurity of mine.
— and i can still see it all, all of you, all of me
ghostface ethan landry x bimbo gf reader
warnings — (hinting at) dark ethan, minor corruption, petnames (sugar, baby, sweetheart), fem reader, reader is a bit of a crybaby (same), mildly suggestive, mentioned murder.
note: THIS IS SHORT i'm sorry but it's my first time writing ethan like this and can i just say, *moaned*
ethan's favourite thing to do in his free time was tease you. one notable time would be when he gently tapped his middle fingers against your forehead as you told him a math problem you didn't understand.
"awe, too hard for you, sugar? not much of a brain up here, hm? that's okay, that's why you have me. right?" he'd said as you sniffled and gave a nod, pouting your glossed lips.
he wasn't always so mean though, sometimes he'd reward you for getting answers right while he helped you study!
"that's right, sweetheart," he whispered lowly into your ear as he kissed below your lobe. "doing so good f'me, huh?" his hands creeped dangerously far up your inner thighs as your breath hitched and you looked up at him with doe eyes.
"are you sure this is okay? 'm a little ner—" ethan interrupted you with a kiss before placing a finger to your lips, his other hand coming up to place a firm but not asphyxiating grip on your throat.
"hm? 'course it's fine, baby. don't you worry your pretty little head about it."
one night ethan came back from butchering a boy in your english literature class who decided it'd be okay to ask for your number. ethan had a scowl on his face before it softened at the sight of you, sniffling and crying softly as you pouted.
"baby?" he called with furrowed brows and sat next to you on your bed. "why're you cryin', huh?"
you looked up at him like a kicked puppy before muttering softly, embarrassed. "nothin'... just a sad movie."
he glanced beside you to your journal that was open, displaying an unfinished entry in hot pink glittery gel pen. his lips quirked up into a smirk as he snatched the little thing from your covers and read it.
he chuckled and threw it back onto your bed. "awe, you sweet thing. you were cryin' 'cause you were worried about me?"
you whined and looked away from him, insisting it wasn't true. but of course, ethan knew better — especially when it came to his pretty little girlfriend.
warnings: mention of passed away dad, alcoholic mother
summary: you are the quiet girl, while chris is the loudest in the room. what happens when you two start finding out you are more alike than you originally thought?
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this week has been one of the weirdest weeks of my life. not because of the weirdos at work, or my mom, none of that. it’s because of chris.
ever since the first day of senior year this week, and we had our very small encounter, he’s always managed to be around me. maybe i never noticed it because i didn’t pay attention to any one but annie, but it’s like he’s practically my shadow. following me to my classes, behind me when the bell rings on my way to the parking lot, hell i even see him passing by my classroom window during class. and it’s not the subtle, i recognize you, type of encounters. no. we always some how make eye contact, brush across eachothers shoulders, or even spare a quick sorry if we shove one another in the crammed hallway.
now it’s the end of the day, and im on my way to my car when my phone starts ringing, making me stop in the middle of the parking lot, my long, dark, red hair flowing in the wind. i grab my phone out my pocket and read the name across my screen. mom. oh god. my mother. never there for her children, but there for the alcohol money, or when she runs out of bars to attend because they all kicked her out.
ever since my dad passed freshman year, she got like that. the abusive alcoholic. i mean, she was always a heavy drinker. but when my dad was here, he was able to control her and she wasn’t as miserable, so there was no need to drown her feelings into a bottle. but now that he’s gone, it being her fault, i guess she feels some guilt. which she should. and is taking it out on me.
i pick the phone up “hello?” i say, in more of a questioning tone. considering i already told her i have no money yesterday after she came tumbling into our home at 3am, with some random guy i don’t know, asking for a couple bucks to take her new hookup to the bar with.
“hey y/n, listen, you think you could loan your old girl some money, it’s tight for me right now” she says, almost inaudible considering she’s slurring every word. i sigh thinking of a calm way to react. “no mom, i already told you yesterday i have nothing. the gas station isn’t gonna give me another raise for a couple months” i reply, raking me hands through my hair. “well that’s just selfish y/n, do you know how much i do for you.” i roll my eyes. “all the times i’ve worked day and night just for you to eat and have a roof over your head.” i have to refrain from laughing because i’m the only income for this small apartment, working shifts at the corner store everyday from the minute i get off of school, until 1am. “no wonder your dad decided to give up, he knew you would never appreciate him.” wow. low-blow.
for the first time in a while, my moms words had an effect on me. whenever she brings up my dad, my innocent, loving, thoughtful dad, she knows what it does to me. he was too good for this world. for her. and she knows it, she just wants to get under my skin. which she did. i just won’t let her know that. “i don’t have time for this, i have to get to work, because you know, where else would you bring guys home.” i say, hanging up after, not caring what she has to say anymore. i take a deep breath, ready to get back to my car before i feel a hand on my shoulder.
i turn my head only to be frozen. chris is standing in front of me, with a facial expression that i can never understand. he looks like he feels every emotion at once. “yo” he says, and i just nod my head as a reply just wanting to get into my car and hide. “you think you could help me with the homework from math today, i don’t know what the fuck that lady be talking about, and your hella smart so i need an A if i wanna stay on the lacrosse team, and your the best person i could ask” he says his hand still on my shoulder, as he tilts his head waiting for an answer. a smug smile on his face. “sure chris, whatever” i reply, genuinely not hearing what he is saying. “cool, lemme slide your number then?” he says. “huh?” my eyebrows scrunch in confusion, that being the only sentence i understood this entire conversation. “your number” he says “for the homework?” he follows. “ohh yeah sure” i say “chill” he replies
he takes his phone out his pocket of his sweats, his fingers being covered by his slightly oversized lil skies sweatshirt. “sweet, skies is the goat” i say, before i can even stop myself. “huh?” he says as he opens his phone and hands it to me to put my number in. “oh, uhm, your shirt. i love his music” “ohhh, yeah he’s great” he replies, laughing. and damn that smile. ugh stop it y/n.
“here you go” i say after putting in my number. “alright thank you, when are you free?” he asks, glancing at his phone and putting it away after. “great question” i reply sarcastically. “busy women huh, lachance?” what. the. fuck. he knows my last name, and they way he tilts his head, i wonder how his head would feel… stop it.
“if your implying sitting at a counter at seven eleven busy, than yep. never free” i reply smiling, slightly laughing. “ahh, okay well just facetime me when you get a chance” he replies laughing, and walking away with a smile on his face.
i walk away, but not without looking at him first. i stare at his back as he walks away like a weirdo, but to my surprise he looks back, giving me a dirty look. okay wow. what the fuck. it doesn’t really faze me, although he was so sweet when he wasn’t in the ear shot of anyone else, he is also known to be a big dick to everyone.
i get in my car, start it, and instantly play my playlist, the first song coming on, lust by lil skies. fuck. the universe is really against me today.
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anna speaks: ayyyyeee part 2. hope yall like it, getting more chris and y/n content. also i’ve never wrote a whole series, and i’ve only wrote maybe 5 short stories, so lmk how i did🤗🤗
eren x reader, childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, drunk confession
you knew eren before you knew him. his mom and your mom were the best of friends in highschool, and a friendship was fated from the start. from family barbecues to birthdays, you two were always together. “inseparable” is what carla describes us. eren always scoffed when mom would say we would get married one day. my eyes would brighten at the mention.
eren was always the outsider growing up, the rebel. he grew his hair to his shoulders, didn’t get along with the popular crowd, got an illegal tattoo at 16, and religiously wore band tees. as we got older, i noticed him more and more. we were around each other so often, so close. when his voice got deeper and his arms became toned, i couldn’t help fighting my feelings. to him, we were friends. to me, he was more. i knew he never saw me the way because he slept around. he smoked and wasn’t afraid to break a few laws. hes the personification of the boys your mom will tell you to watch out for, because their mystery is so alluring that you won’t be able to resist, and that in the end, they will break your heart. mom would never see eren in another light though. nothing other than her best friends adorable, sweet child.
as i’m about to fall asleep, my phone buzzes on my bedside table and reach for it quickly.
R u awake
it’s 2 in the morning and i know what he’s been doing.
what’s up eren?
i wait anxiously.
Im sorru it’s so latew but can u pick me up from Jean’s please?
i immediately get up and throw on a zip up hoodie. i grab my keys and hurry out of my window. god, the things i do for this boy.
the first time i felt something for him was 6th grade. for a while, he had been trying to slum it with the popular boys, reiner, jean, flock, and zeke, in our class. it didn’t work. he was a puzzle piece that didn’t fit, but he tried and i watched. i watched him try biking every day after-school with them when i knew he preferred to go skating with me. i watched him try to salvage his failing math grade from constantly attempting to meet the demands of these boys, their constant hangouts that eren didn’t really look forward too, telling me how unfunny he thought their jokes were. i watched eren and the popular boys talk to the popular girls. seeing eren laughing with historian reiss made me fume. who was she to even speak to him? she doesn’t know him like that? she doesn’t know him like i do!
it was all jealousy. historia was beautiful, popular, and i knew eren thought so too, because i would see them drinking slurpees at the quick zip every friday after school. i fumed even more. there were rumors that they had even kissed. stupid me thought and dreamed that maybe he secretly wanted me, and maybe he secretly wanted me to be his first kiss. hearing the rumor crushed me. i was heartbroken, but i could never be mad at eren over some dream that would never come true.
but suddenly eren withdrew. historia and him never hung out on fridays and the popular boys treated eren like he were a plague. jean still spoke to him though, even with their bitter rivalry that he would never tell me stemmed from what. me and him were already attached at the hip by that point, but he stuck by me like glue from then on. i didn’t question it. i didn’t care too because that he wanted to spend time with me, me.
we spent the rest of our middle school and high-school years together. always turning around to make sure the other one was behind. always picking the same classes to take so that we’d be together. always going back to my place after school, sitting on my bed to talk about everything the world has to offer over and over again. i would always help him with math, and he would always defend me against the popular guys that pursued me, warning me that he knew their motives. that they didn’t want me for the right reasons. i understood and i kept away. but they didn’t.
junior year, after our AP physics class, the ringleader of the group, zeke, cornered me in the stairwell and confessed how long he had been wanting me. how much he needed me, and that i should come over sometime with his friends. and from that, i already had an idea that this was what eren was talking about. i tried to get out, but he wouldn’t let me. eren pushed him to the wall and fought him. jean and armin had to pull eren off of him. eren got suspended because he broke zekes nose, and he had to get surgery to fix the damage.
during erens suspension, we spoke.
“i don’t like how the guys are,” he starts, fixing the pink pillow under his head,” they get me so fucking mad.” he’s been staying at my house ever since he got suspended. his parents are mad.
i look up from the book i was reading. “it was only zeke who really pushed it? why are you so pissed about the whole group?”
erens eyebrows furrow. “y/n, they’re guys. i’m a guy, and you’re not. i know how guys like them are!” he suddenly looks uncomfortable. “it’s disgusting.” he mutters, “and i don’t like that zeke wanted you to come over.”
“but still?” i argue, “just because you have something against zeke doesn’t mean you should hate the whole group with a passion. i know they’re obnoxious, but don’t let them get to you.”
“of course i have something against zeke and his friends! he forced you into the corner and told you how bad he wanted to fuck you!”
i cringe at the honesty. “i meant that you’ve hated him since middle school. like.. obsessively hate.”
eren lets out a laugh at the idiocracy. “first of all, i am not obsessed with zeke fritz.” he takes a deep breath like he’s preparing for the finale of a grand speech. “and second of all, he’s always pissed me off.”
“even when you hung out with him and his friends?” i tease.
eren grows silent. “i don’t want to talk about it.” and i dropped the conversation.
i pull into the round-about where jean lives. i’ve had to pick eren up a few times from here, but lately, the only reason he’s been here is to get drunk at jeans college parties. jeans parents are loaded, lawyers who travel for work, which leaves him at home with way too much freedom.
the music is vibrating the ground from here. i wonder when the police are gonna show up to shut down this party for the noise disturbance. i need to find eren, soon. i open the front door and see people leaning on the walls with drinks, talking, joking, some making out. i look away and try to find eren. i don’t see him anywhere.
after scanning the entire first floor, eren jeager is no where to be found. i head towards the stairs and start walking up, hoping to find him upstairs.
where are you? i text.
as i’m walking down the hallway, i hear a familiar voice.
“In here!”
i walk toward the sound of his voice, the last door of the hallway that has the name “jean” written in bright blue letters. i open the door and see the unexpected.
well, not fully unexpected. i see eren, his almost- shoulder length hair pulled back into a bun and his body adorning grey sweatpants and a navy hoodie, who i was expecting to see, laying down on jeans bed, smiling at the ceiling like a weirdo. yep, he’s one drink away from blacking out. but what i didn’t expect to see was historia reiss, sitting at the end of the bed, picking at her split ends and chewing her gum with her mouth open. my stomach turns at the scene, but i force down my feelings.
“hey!” i say. historia turns to me with a look of disappointment on her face and eren lifts his head and laughs drunkly when he sees me.
“uh,” i suddenly become uncomfortable under historias arrogant stare, “sorry i didn’t knock, i’m here to get eren.”
she looks at eren and then looks at me, saying, “okay..” condescendingly and walks into jeans bathroom. she wasn’t wearing any shoes. erens not wearing any either.
“heyyyy,” eren slurs as i walk over to him. “i didn’t know you partied!” he jokes before bursting out laughing
“you texted me. how much did you have to drink?”
he looks dumbfounded at the simple question “what?”
“i said, how much did you have to drink?” i repeat. i can barely hear my own voice over the booming music.
“uhhhhh-,” he replies after a few seconds, “i don’t know.”
“okay, cmon. get up eren. we’re going.”
“yes ma’am.” he says, giving a military salute. surprisingly, he can stand just fine despite how drunk he seems. i make sure he has everything
and we leave jeans house. we walk over to my parked car and i put eren in the backseat incase he pukes all over my dashboard again. i don’t want a repeat of the last time i picked him up.
“there’s a plastic bag in the right pocket if you need to puke, eren, just letting you know.” i mention as i pull out of the round-a- bout.
“okay, mom, thanks” he scoffs.
i pull unto the main road, stopping at the red light.
“so,” i start,” historia, huh?” my voice filling the silence.
“huh, what’re you talking about?” he says in a genuine, drunk confusion. “did something happen”
“i just didn’t know you guys were really friends.” i reply. and i murmur, “obviously more than that though.”
you’re eyes are fixed on the road, but erens eyes are dead fixed on you after that snide comment that he definitely heard.
“yeah,” he rolls his eyes, sarcasm and the presence of alcohol in his tone, “we had so much fun, y/n. you don’t even know.”
i look at him through the dash cam window and he’s staring at me with a smirk and an indepipherable look in his eyes, testing me. i grip the stealing wheel and drive faster. i know he’s joking, but i can’t tell if he’s hinting at the truth or just telling a lie to get a reaction out of me.i just want this conversation i started to be over with.
“uh, so, how’s jean?” i change the conversation.
“what, you like him or something?”
“what! no!” i deny. “i never said that, eren?”
eren leans back into the seat, head resting on the head rest as he looks up. “whatever.”
unlike eren, there’s no alcohol in my system, but i’m feeling bold today. “what do you mean whatever, eren? you think i like jean?”
“uhhh, haven’t you always?” he states like it’s the obvious. “i saw the way he looked at you in art class.”
“just because he looked at me once or twice doesn’t mean i want him to fuck me or something.”
erens eyes narrow and his brows furrow, lifting his head in interest. “what the fuck did you just say?”
“what the fuck are you saying?” i fight back. “i ask you how jean is and you act like i’m begging on my knees for him. god damn.”
now he’s fully attentive, elbows on his knees and leaning in as if he’ll learn more by his upright posture. “i don’t like the idea of you liking jean,” he states, the slurring of his words still audible , “aaand i don’t like the idea of jean liking you.”
my heart races. “why?”
“maybe it’s the same reason you don’t like seeing me with historia.” and suddenly, he sounds sober.
my heart stops. he heard the comment i made under my breath.
“eren, i don’t care who you see.” the lie is evident in my tone, but eren is so drunk that i don’t bother to hide it. “you can hook up with historia for all i care. have fun with mouth herpes.”
“see, this is what i don’t like,” he slurs out, “did it really not bother you when you saw me and historia in the same bed?”
“why would it bother me? we’re just friends.”
“is that what you want to believe?”
“is that what i shouldn’t believe, eren?”
eren sighs and leans back again. “you remember when i hung out with zeke, flock, reiner, and jean like way back?”
“yeah.”
“that entire time. all they talked about is who would get you first. who would be the first to- fuck. fuck!” he slurs “i never wanted to tell you that!”
my mouth is to the floor. “seriously? that is so- why woudlnt you tell me?”
he looks out the window, “because i was scared that if i told you they liked you, you’d like the attention and shit, and then you wouldn’t be mine.”
my heart is beating out of my chest. “my god, you’re so drunk. eren, you’re speaking nonesense.”
“i’ve been in love with you since the 6th grade.”
“eren, stop.” tears brim my eyes. in the morning, when he’s sober and remembers this, he’ll regret his drunken lies and i’ll have to pretend like this drunk, fake confession didn’t mean the world to me.
“i left the digusting group for that. i hated that me and those annoying dogs had something in common, wanting you.”
“you never wanted me, eren!” i snap, “ you would fake a gag every time our moms shipped us together! and what about historia, huh? don’t act like you two haven’t been sleeping together since highschool. oh, and what about mikasa? you and her-”
“i don’t care about them! all i want is you y/n! i thought you already knew how bad i had it for you” he cuts me off.
“fucking lies.”
he grows quiet for a while.
“i pretended they were you everytime,” he admits,” they didn’t turn me on. i had to pretend they were you, ” he leans in, “and honestly? i still do.”
his words send butteflies rushing to your stomach, but you know better. “eren. you’re drunk”
he pulls his hair out of his messy bun and puts his hood on. “drunken. words. are sober. thoughts!” he enunciates before laughing.
we pull into his house driveway.
“i’m sorry for teasing you about me and historia tonight.” he apologies, and i smell beer from his breath. “im really sorry.”
“i thought drunk words were sober thoughts?” you retaliate with hurt in your tone. you didn’t want to argue, but you didn’t want to not stand your ground.
“i just- wanted to make you jealous. im sorry, y/n” he hugs me, arms wrapping around me tightly as he fits his head into the crook of my neck and sniffs. “god, you smell so good..”
“eren.” you warn.
“your perfume. it drives me insane.” he whines and starts peppering kisses down your neck.
you blush and your heart stops before you push him off of you. he stumbles back, having to regain his balance due to the alchohal in his system. he’s drunk, he’s drunk and he’s so fucking drunk.
the look in his eyes are nothing short of hurt. “y/n..”
“we’ll talk in the morning” you breath out. “go sleep this off.”
“i’ve already tried,” he replies as he walks up the stairs to his room, “why do you think i get so drunk all the damn time. seeing historias face sober every weekend makes me remember that she isn’t you.” he gets to the top step and disappears behind the wall.
Step 2 confession. Do you ever think about how this must have looked like for their classmates? For them it would've been like, the two love-dorks that have been pining for each other for FIVE years suddenly return to school holding hands after just one random summer.
YEAH
like assuming the school goes up from grade school to middle, everyone knows abt your lil love story
and ofc they're all teasing you, which sucks for cove either way. bc if he's cold, he mainly sticks to you. and if he's warm/ in between, his other friends tease him for running to you.
omg... imagine you're in school, and you let him rest his head on your shoulder while you read a book or smth
if you're seen holding hands at any point.... it's an uproar OMG IMAGONE HOLDING HANDS UNDER THE DESK N SOMEONE BENDS DOWN TO PICK UP A PENCIL N HIT THE TABLE WHILE SCREAMING ABT U HOLDING HANDS.....
okay maybe ik I just had shitty teachers but I imagine some of the more bitter, evil teachers will try to keep you two apart. some will be like "its good for you! you should make friends!"
especially to cove, and puts the same pressure on you if you're nervous and reserved.
omg. imagine someone confesses to you or him, well if it's you cove is all "oh..." *twiddles thumbs*
he explodes when u tell him u said no bc you like someone else/are seeing someone (if you say boyfriend he screams n eventually hugs u to hide his face)
if it's him, he flounders ofc but he does say no and that he likes you very much. if they're persistent then eventually he yells that he's dating you.
yeah. no matter what he like snaps.. middle of class? lunch room? after-school pickup? yeah he'll say it in front of anyone n everyone somehow
OK im... not ngl I was just gonna agree w you n ramble a bit but I'm spiraling LOL
but imagine you get into high school, ofc some kids you knew will be there and eventually it'll spread around your high school as well
THERES PRBLY PICS TOO... say like during group songs or events, or group photos, etc. there's a 50/50 chance cove is looking at you, or you him.
omg imma have to make a whole post on school hc's... pls this is so juicy
OH MY GOD WHEN TEACHERS KNOW YOURE DATING...
"hey no handholding!" cove would jump 10ft and blush n hide his face
wrapping an arm around one another? a teacher is chastising you or pulling you apart (PLS I HAD THAT HAPPEN TO ME, I CANT RMBR HER NAME BUT LISTEN HERE MS.PRINCIPAL YOU WERE FUCKING UP MY RIZZ!!!)
omg. cove tries to rizz you all the time, no matter how minor. he just wants to be close to you ok n sometimes he's not above a lil PDA he can't help it sometimes
I imagine you definitely get caught tryna kiss too. don't let it be by your classmates or a loud mouth teacher who rats u out in front of the students or other teachers YOU NEVER LIVE IT DOWN
bruh now I wanna go to school w cove.. I'd rizz him up so bad too, he'd have to walk to math class w a blush on his face and hearts popping off him bc you've given him the Fattest kiss or flirted w him all lunch n he's LOVING IT
could you write how shinsou would take care of a reader when they are sick :0
i’ve been a little sick this week so this would really cheer me up :D
<3
pairing: shinsou hitoshi x reader
word count: ~800
content: sickfic AGUGHHH, friends-to-lovers slash unspecified relationship could be established could be not, cutesy, literally just fluff, vague mentions of puking etc typical sickness stuff
this was such a cute request omg thank you for sending it in! i hope u feel better much love! i decided to do this in bullet point format!
ALSO IM SO SORRY GUYSSS IM GETTING THROUGH REQUESTS SO SLOWLY <//3 i promise i will try to get as many of them done as i can but many of them are like long-fic format so they will take me a bit FEEL FREE TO SEND REQUESTS IF U STILL WANT TO!!! rules are linked here!
OK SO
you're both in the gen ed department + living in the dorms
it's the middle of the week and you've been feeling ROUGH for the entire week but just haven't had the time to focus on yourself between studies and everything
shinsou and you are in your math class sitting together at a two-person desk while your teacher lectures
you're super dizzy even while sitting down, there's a sheen of sweat on your forehead and you feel way too hot overall, you're holding back a coughing fit because you know if you let it happen you're gonna end up puking everywhere
the bell finally rings signaling the end of class and the start of lunch and you can't bring yourself to stand up at all
shinsou is packing up next to you and doesn't really notice your unmoving form until he's slinging his backpack over his shoulder and looking down at you, expecting to see you packed and ready to go but you.... look like you're dying
"you good, man?"
"ghf.......gh...m......"
"alright"
he packs up your stuff for you because he's secretly a SWEETHEART and carries your bag and pulls you up by your elbow with a big sigh
"guess i gotta take you to recovery girl now"
"do NOT take me to recovery girl..."
it's not like you have anything against recovery girl but it's not like she would be able to help you with a sickness and she'd end up giving you a bed to sleep on or just send you to your dorm to rest anyways
you just want to sleep in the comfort of YOUR bed already
you tell that to shinsou and urge him to just walk you to your dorm before you throw up on his shoes
he tells you that the teachers will think you're skipping class but you flutter your lashes at him (it probably looks more like you're seizing with how sick you are) and say something like "you'll cover for me, right?"
he rolls his eyes but. yes. he will cover for you. (he's whipped)
walks you to your dorm with an arm around your shoulders and you try not to collapse from both ur fever and the feeling of him walking so close
your delusions are running rampant in this HEAT
walks you alllll the way to your room and helps you lay back in your bed, pulls the covers over you and everything and your hands are TWITCHING because you wanna kiss him so bad but you'd end up puking all over him in this state
leaves your room for a bit and comes back with an ice pack wrapped in a towel to put on ur forehead and hot tea mixed w honey for when you're ready to drink something
puts the ice pack over ur forehead with a gentleness you've never seen from him before and you're like dying and clawing at the sheets trying not to scream with how in love u are with this guy
"you should go back to lunch man you're not gonna have enough time to eat"
"you're on the verge of death and that's what you're worried about"
"I'M NOT DYING"
stays with you until there's like 5 minutes left in the lunch period and he (unfortunately) HAS to leave
you're holding back a whine because yeah you feel guilty that he wasted his lunch time taking care of you but also... stay here forever?!?! duh?!?!
he notices the hesitant look in ur eyes while he stands up and takes his bag with him and sighs and rolls his eyes all fake-annoyed before leaning down and kissing your cheek and you hold back the urge to swing and punch him because he CAN'T JUST DO THAT AND THEN LEAVE???
"i know you can't stand a minute without me but i promise i'll be back the minute classes are over"
"i'm gonna set an alarm to make sure you're telling the truth about that"
"you can count on me"
you sleep for like the rest of the day and only wake up when you hear your door opening and smell soup and there's totally no way shinsou made that for you except he definitely did because when you ask about the soup his ears are flushed and you're literally gonna kiss him if he doesn't stop being so hot
overall shinsou would be so soft with you in his stupid sarcastic way and tease you about getting sick because he's a JERK but also a cutie so you let him get away with it
would definitely spend the rest of the day sleeping in your bed with you and then also get sick and force you to make him homemade soup (it's only fair, he argues)
getting war flashbacks to the bobs burgers fanfic where louise is doing math homework in the restaurant when nobody else is around and then bob has a heart attack </3 that shit was TRAUMATIZING
love linda shouting four whenever there's a math problem or anything related to numbers. best recurring joke. FOUR!!!!
you can do it gene :D also im so bad at math I 100% would not be able to help either. dumbass rep family
bob trying to help gene with his homework is cute. even if he is Not very good at it. he wants to be an involved dad :(
gene im not gonna lie that math question has gotta be fucking with you. rhat is not a real question. i could NEVER do that not if i was given 100 hours that shit is fake
see this is where when I was in math class i would just write a random number and move on bcuz im never gonna figure it out anyway im not gonna waste time. so that's my advice gene. just Give Up
he says "maybe your mom or tina could get you started" because they're older but I genuinely think louise has a better chance of helping bcuz she is so smart. if she'd WANT to help is another question entirely
because I'm stuck in a safe 😐
AND THEN HE BLINDFOLDED ME ON THE WAY HERE??? HE BLINDFOLDED YOU??????
teddy I think his guy is gonna murder you im gonna be so real right now
unfortunately im kinda following teddy's logic now like. it isnt like fischoeder isn't doing this type of shit everyday just for fun. rich guys are just like that BUT getting their money is nice
"gene was doing homework?? that's new"
WE'RE NOT ALL ECONOMICALLY COMFORTABLE LIKE YOU ARE
"Why did you tell me the whole long story about the sandwich in the drawer if you're running out of battery LOCKED IN A SAFE??" "Context!!!!"
also bob and teddy have such great comedic chemistry lmao they bounce off each other so naturally
louise isn't lying she Does have a certain set of skills 😭 if anyone could find him it WOULD be her the lockpicking genius nine year old supervillain
miss you. see you soon. gotta go!!
has he gotten a new cellphone since that MIDDLE OF THE DAY AND YOUR PHONE IS AT 23% argument or is it that same shitty 2008 blackberry phone that dies almost immediately lmfao
bob is a real one for doing this bullshit for teddy he did NOT have to. they're ride or die fr
I'm not entirely unconvinced that gerald isnt a serial killer but thats okay <3 men can have hobbies
also I'm choosing to believe this gerald is the same one from the taxes/weed cookie episode even though it ABSOLUTELY is not bcuz i think that would be funny. by day he's a regular tax agent by night he is a creepy rich kidnapper who pulls mind games on all his handymen
OH I FORGOT THE SUBPLOT FOR THIS EPISODE IS ABOUT SPORTS PEOPLE why did they do the whole thing with gene's homework then.... are they connected. what is the gameplan
WE PICK A NEW LOVER FOR MOM
i love how bob is apparently the only thing keeping his family from going completely off the fucking rails like. he's the only thing standing between his family and their restaurant burning down with everyone inside fr
your dad never loved that dream :/ because he's a hater :/ AND SO JEALOUS :/
you're not gonna break the world record. another hater. STOP THAT
I might be having a panic attack 💔 I CANT TELL BECAUSE IVE NEVER HAD ONE BEFORE OR IM ALWAYS HAVING ONE soo real teddy
WE LOST HIM 😭😭💔
aww I love them all wearing their lil aprons <3 (crappy photo of my tablet bcuz the app im using to watch this episode doesn't allow screenshots)
SAY SOMETHING SMART LIKE UHH HOW WOULD YOU FLIP A GIANT BURGER. OH GOD THEY DIDNT MAKE THE GIANT BURGER DID THEY. WHO WOULD EVEN AGREE TO EAT THAT. AN OVER FOURTY CO-ED BASKETBALL TEAM. REALLY 😯
sorry this episode has so many good ooc quotes FJDMDJSKSKKM
gene STOP calling him father
bob is being like a whole ass detective meanwhile linda and the kids are currently making The Worst Decisions Ever
h jon benjiman is doing such a good job voicing bob in this episode idk it has so much personality and sounds natural. or it's always like this and im just now appreciating it but either way A+ work
cute bob and teddy moment ❤️❤️
(ignore the awful camera quality. nothing I can do there) also love the fact that teddy can easily lift up and manhandle bob. Good to know
there's so much going on w/ this gerald guy I dont even know WHERE to begin. what a guy. wow
this is so cute and sweet im so happy!!! YOU DOUBLE FAKE WALLED HIM :D YOU SMART SMARTIE. YOURE A GENIUS BOB
"I knew I asked the right person to come help me. Yeah. Mort wouldn't answer."
"What? You called Mort first?"
"No..."
HE ASKED MORT???? LMFAO big win for tedmort shippers. I fucking guess
MORT NEVER DOUBLE FAKE WALLED ANYONE why is bob like genuinely jealous of mort and teddy right now 😭 chill out man you've got a wife at home
"let's just say it's twelve" FINALLY bob follows my very smart advice when it comes to math homework smh
ALSO THIS IS TECHNICALLY THE FIRST TIME WE'VE SEEN THEM EATING BOBS BURGERS FOR DINNER OR IN GENERAL!!! I mean it's a giant hamburger loaf but it technically was served at bob's burgers so it counts
GIANT FRENCH FRIES
aww this episode was so fun and cute!! I love the more adventure-y type episodes where they explore a new location so this episode was great and very stressful lmao. also very funny. I love bob and teddy's dynamic/back and forth throughout the episode and the weird mort mention at the end felt like they were soft launching his and teddy's relationship even though I KNOW they aren't actually. mort could replace kathleen if we believe. very solid 8/10 episode :)
a/n: okay so actually im doing much better than i thought after my breakup which i never told you guys about but yeah :')
genre: romance, soulmate au
pairings: tetsu x reader
warnings: none :) cursing maybe
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you mumbled under you breath, letting out a sigh as you scrubbed the ink covering your wrists. he always did this. covering your skin with the most crude things in the middle of class, like it was funny.
and it might have been, if you were twelve. but no, you were a university student, and from what you knew, so was your soulmate. so you'd figure he would stop doing such childish things, wouldn't you?
once the ink was light enough to pass as unintelligible, you turned off the faucet of the school sink, wiping your arms dry with the paper towels next to the trash can. as often as you could, you avoided the cold bathrooms of the university, finding them far too unsettling to be in for more than a minute.
but of course as luck would have it, you got stuck after chemistry scrubbing obscenities off your skin.
with another heavy breath, you pushed open the door to the bathroom and hurried down the quiet hallways onto your next destination: calculus. not that calculus was particularly hard, the professor just made the content so.. boring. the old woman who taught the class was sweet, but so quiet and monotonous. you were hanging onto your grade by the edge of your seat.
a quiet whisper to your left barely caught your attention, but you paid no mind. you had no friends in this class, meaning it was probably not your business anyways.
but then there was a tap on your shoulder. you turned around, meeting the eyes of kuroo testuro. he was the biggest hotshot in your year, smart, attractive and quite popular. he was invited to every party, but he never showed up to any of them. most of all though, he was the annoying boy who was unfortunately placed in many of your classes.
he was always making jokes and laughing with his buddies. calculus was supposed to be one of your classes where you didn’t have to deal with him.
“look at that. it’s like we’re meant to be, huh?”
you narrowed your eyes, watching his pretty lips curl into a smirk. leaning back in his seat, his gaze flitted back up to the professor, going back to scribbling in his notes. letting out a breath, you turned back in your seat, trying to make it through the rest of your lecture.
as soon as the professor dismissed class, you hurried out, trying to make your way through the crowd and find the comfort of your dorm. an arm slung itself around your shoulder, drawing you into someone’s side.
you groaned, shoving kuroo away from you. “what, are you stalking me now?” he said nothing, smirking again as he stopped in place.
at this point, the two of you had made it into an isolated hallway near the back entrance of the maths building. it was the exit you took everyday. “y/n.” he called out to you, waiting for you to stop.
you turned slowly, raising a brow. if you ignored him and kept moving, you could make it to your dorm and lock him out. or to the security office where they’d tell him to leave you alone. either way it meant he would have to leave, and you’d make it to your nice bed.
a sly smirk slid onto his face, head tilted back with his hands in the pockets of his grey sweatpants. his eyes glinted, watching as you tried to avoid checking him out. “how about i ask you for a favor, hm?”
warily meeting his gaze, your eyes narrowed and you straightened your back. “go to hell, im not interested.”
as your back turned and you made your way towards the exit, kuroo’s footsteps echoed slowly behind you, sauntering slowly towards you like a wolf stalked a bunny. he just barely called out to you before you pushed the door open, sending chills up your spine.
“you’ll come back to me. you’ll see.”
❛ ━━・❪ ❁ ❫ ・━━ ❜
you’d be damned if you ever admitted to kuroo that you needed his help. he had the highest marks in your year, practically a genius in the form of a cocky, annoying, hot boy.
it had been nearly a week since you began studying for midterms, and dread had begun to seep under your skin. every night was spent in the library, ears plugged with whatever music came on as you scribbled away in your numerous notebooks, running on two energy drinks. being a university student was no joke, you’ve learned.
a sigh left your mouth as you raised your hands above your head, stretching and shaking out your arms to rid yourself of the stiffness that came with sitting in the barely comfortable chair for hours.
“you’re going over this chapter again? i thought you had already.” you jumped, ripping out your earbuds and moving away from kuroo, leaning over the table at your side. he flashed a brief smirk, attention turning back to the mess of studying laid out in front of you. “you’re making this too complicated, try this way.”
he took the pencil from your hands, writing down the equation and solving it in a much simpler way. with furrowed brows you listened as he explained, sitting down in the chair next to you.
once he’d finished, he grabbed the textbook and wrote down a practice equation, placing it in front of you with your pencil. “here, try it. i can help you.”
as much as you hated to admit it, your heart was nearly drowning out your thoughts with how loud it was beating. kuroo was attractive, that much was true. not only was he physically attractive, he had a lot of redeeming qualities as a person. here he was helping you study, even though you’d shut him down before. you’d seen him with his friends, how supportive he was. there were deeper parts of him that you tried to ignore. there was no point in falling for him.
nearly an hour had passed at this point, and the energy drinks had begun to wear off. rubbing your eyes, you sighed, closing your textbook and throwing your pencil into your bag.
“thank you.” kuroo barely caught your mumbling, watching your tired eyes blink slowly, sliding over to meet his own gaze. your lips twisted and you averted your gaze back towards the rest of your supplies strewn across the table. this made kuroo smirk, resting his arm in front of you and leaning over you.
your gaze snapped up to meet his, eyes wide at the new proximity between the two of you. the blood rushing towards your face was making you heat up, your heart beating even louder than before.
kuroo’s dark eyes stared into yours, licking his lips slowly as you swallowed thickly.
“do i make you nervous?”
you couldn’t bring yourself to speak, gaze trailing down kuroo’s face, lingering on his lips, his jaw, his neck. how did you go from being so adamant about avoiding him, to holding your breath just sitting next to him? granted, he was provoking you.
with another sly smirk kuroo leaned back into his seat, fingers reaching out to take a pink pen from your bag with one hand and wrapping around your wrist with another. keeping eye contact with you, he slowly dragged the pen over your skin, creating a thin pink line over your palm.
just as you were about to ask what the hell he thought he was doing, he lifted his hand next to yours, an identical pink mark over his palm. suddenly, there was not enough air for you to breathe.
he quirked a brow seeing your shock, and dragged the pen over your wrist this time, as you watched the mark appear on his skin after yours.
“how did you–”
kuroo placed a kiss to your palm, over the pink line of ink. another quirk of his lips and he stood, gathering his own things and waving to you.
“you’ll always come back to me, doll. you’ll see.”
preview - Today you have to go to your new tutors house. “Y/n!” Of course it’s jaemin. “Yes?” You close your eyes for 2 seconds then open them again. He hands you a sticky note with an address on it. “What Is this?” Then the realization sets in. Na jaemin is your new tutor. This can’t be.
rating - 18+
word count - 3.3k
warnings - unprotected sex, nude sending , reader is nosey and KINDA invasive 😭
au - non idol, uni
pairing - loser!jaemin x fem!reader (ft. ningning, jeno, and haechan)
A/N - this took me days and im sure knocked like 10 years off of my life span, its so late right now so any grammar errors i’ve missed, forgive me ill fix it eventually 😭 im like 99% sure i’ve switched from capital letters at the beginning of a sentence to lowercase LFMSODHSO
“I think he’s crazy, that’s what I think. We’ve never liked each other and he thinks he can just come up to me and talk to me like he rules the world. You don’t understand ning he was literally so smug about it. I need someone to smack that stupid look off of his face before I do.” Ningning looks at you like you’re insane. “He was just offering he-“ “NO he was being a smart ass about it im telling you” she looks at you with knitted eyebrows. “Whatever you say y/n” you nod.
“Y/n i don’t understand why you’re flunking this hard in my class. There’s absolutely no reason your grade should be this low. I’m going to get someone to help you for this class. this is completely unacceptable.” You internally facepalm. “I swear I’ll truly do better, I don’t need help.” He raises his eyebrows and shakes his head. “I know how you get. I understand you want to be independent and you want to learn to help yourself but at the end of the day, it’s not always going to work like that.” You bite the inside of your cheek and open your mouth then close it. “Okay. I guess I could give it a try.” He smiles “Thats the spirit!” You cringe at his words.
The next day you come into class and shift anxiously in your chair. Today you have to go to your new tutors house. “Y/n!” Of course it’s jaemin. “Yes?” You close your eyes for 2 seconds then open them again. He hands you a sticky note with an address on it. “What Is this?” Then the realization sets in. Na jaemin is your new tutor. This can’t be. “See you at 7?” You nod.
“NING ONLY THIS SHIT HAPPENS TO ME I SWEAR” you’re rambling nonstop to ningning because of how utterly upset you are. “It’s not that bad. You’re going there for a damn good reason.” she’s right it’s for good that you’re going to jaemins home.
It’s 7:00 and you knock on jaemins door. He quickly opens it up and welcome you in. His house is alright looking, nothing special.
“So when are we gonna get this done, I just want to go home.” you look at him with a sad look. He points to the floor and tells you to sit. “I’ll be right back I need to go use the bathroom, get your math homework out and the utensils you need while I’m gone.” And with that he leaves you in the middle of his living room.
*BUZZ* Jaemins phone goes off. It’s the sound of a discord notification. Being nosey you look over at it. It’s from his other reject friend, Jeno.
Jeno 🐶: I can’t believe you’re tutoring the girl you always say you want to fuck.
Another notification pops up from their other friend, Haechan. They’re in a discord server together.
Haechan 🐻: Y/n???, the one who I’ve caught him jacking off to pics of??
You look away from his phone and start to feel pure confusion. Jaemin talks about having sex with you? And he’s jacked off to you before?? Why?
“I’m back, sorry I took so long.” You look over at him and nod. Before you guys begin on the homework, he picks up his phone and starts typing. He has a smirk on his face while doing it.
After a few hours of hard work, jaemin gets up to get some water. While he’s gone you pick up his phone and open discord. Of course he has no passcode. You begin to look through the messages between the three of them and you decide to go to jaemins email, reset his discord password, and sets it to something else so that you can log into his account. After you see that you’re in you close out of all of the apps you’ve opened and delete the email about resetting his password. You place his phone down and act like nothing happened. “Jaemin I better get going, it’s getting late and I’m really tired. Thank you for your tutoring I really do appreciate it.” He looks at you and says you’re welcome and you leave.
Later that night you go onto discord and open up the server that jeno haechan and jaemin share. They ask too many questions. You scroll and scroll until you see something that catches your eye.
Jaemin 🐰: I love when y/n wears those pretty short skirts. I can’t help but to think about fucking her until she can’t speak anymore.
you screenshot it.
Jeno 🐶: All you ever do is talk about how hard she gets you. I mean I’m not even gonna lie she’s made me hard as fuck in class a few times before.
Haechan 🐻: Me too 😭
you squint your eyes at the screen. You can’t believe that they get hard over you. You thought all these nerds talked about were video games… you were very, VERY wrong. You ignore the pool of arousal building up in your panties. You DEFINITELY have a plan.
“Good job y/n! You aced your test! Has jaemin been helping you alright?” You nod and smile. “He has, I think I really wanna see him again! He’s great at explaining things to me. After class I’m going to ask him for more lessons.” You say it with a huge smile. “Good, I’m glad to see you improving in my class, it really puts a smile on my face.” You’ve gotta admit, you’re happy to hear that.
“Hey jaem” you tap his shoulder. He turns around and smiles at you. “Yeah? What’s up?” Haechan and jeno also look at you. “Do you think I can come over again today? I think I wanna move onto the next lesson for the class.” You make sure to appear as cute as possible. “Of course you can! Maybe after school?” “Perfect” you give him a smile and head to your next class.
It’s now after classes and you head home to shower then to head over to jaemins. You choose the skimpiest skirt you could find which barely covers your ass at all, a cute pink thong, a matching bra and a tank top that shows too much cleavage. You want to see jaemin break because of you.
You arrive to jaemins house and sit on the couch next to him. “Actually jaem, I really think the homework can wait. I’ve had a rough day, can we watch tv together?” You say to him with puppy eyes. You don’t miss the way his eyes scan your breasts and thighs, the way he’s licking his lips, and the way you can hear him stuttering. “Ooh let’s watch mean girls jaeminnie pleassse” he couldn’t say no to you.
The movie finishes and you notice him staring at your breasts again “Y/n we should get started soon on the tutoring.” Internally you roll your eyes. “Okay let’s start” you give him a fake smile. You both sit on the living room floor but this time you’re really close to jaemin. Knees touching, close.
After the tutoring is over, you decide that you want to tease him more. You can visibly see his hard cock through his pants. “Jaeminnie what’s that all about? Hm?” You point to his boner. He looks so embarrassed you try not to laugh. “Ive gotta go. have… fun” as you’re walking out, you drop your phone -on purpose- to bend over in front of him to pick it up. You swear you hear a whimper leave his lips. You turn and look at him, look at his boner, then smirk and walk out.
As you’re getting ready for bed you check the discord server.
Jaemin 🐰: you guys won’t believe what just happened.
You smile to yourself and go to sleep, happy that your plan is working.
You sigh happily realizing it’s Saturday morning and that you have no late work to catch up on. *DING* you get a text message.
Jaem 🤓: hey y/n do you wanna hang with me and my friends today? I understand if you say no but I genuinely like spending time with you.”
You stare for a second then start typing.
You: Yea sure I have nothing better to do, when and where??”
Jaem 🤓: We’re going to the mall today, the one near that sm building.
Jaem 🤓: I’ll pick you up if you want, but we’re leaving in a couple minutes.
You: I hate last minute things, but I’ll go for you I guess.
You get out of bed brush your teeth and get ready. You choose a cute skimpy but subtle skirt and a tight fitting shirt.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK* You get up to go open your door to see Jaemin and Haechan there. Jeno is waiting in the car.
“I never imagined I’d be hanging out with losers like you to be completely honest” and you look at the 3 of them. “Thanks” haechan hays sarcastically. You try not to giggle. Little did you know, you would start to hang out with them regularly and the 4 of you become best friends.
You guys arrive at the mall and jaemin opens the door for you. “Thanks jaem” you smile at him.
You all are walking around the mall, buying what you like. It must be a coincidence that all of you have money to spend for fun. Not many other college students could go out and do stuff like this. All 4 of you decide to go sit somewhere to eat. Jaemin offers to pay for you and you turn down at first, then he insists. You can’t turn down free food.
As you’re all sitting down, all 3 of them go on their phones and start texting. You also open your phone to check for any missed notifications. A notification from discord pops up and you look at them.
Jaemin 🐰: thanks for the idea of inviting y/n jeno, Ive been wanting to hang out with her for fun for a while now.
Jeno 🐶: no problem. I figured it would be a good idea.
Haechan 🐻: I see the way you keep looking at her from behind jaemin
Jaemin 🐰: I can’t help it, she looks so fucking good.
You smile. “What are you smiling so hard at y/n” Jeno asks you with a sly smirk. “Um, nothing.” You shut ur phone off and look at him. “Do you have a boyfriend?” Jaemin asks a little too quickly. You give him a judging look then reply with a simple “no” he looks back at his phone. “Why do you ask?” He just looks at you. “Yeah jaemin why DO you ask, huh?” Haechan says, instigating. “Nothing I’m just curious about my friend, that’s all.” You look across the table and see jeno with an amused look on his face. You know jaemin has taken a liking to you from sneaking around on discord. It’s just fun getting a raise on him. And you can’t lie, you think you’re starting to like him too, he’s pretty handsome and the more you get to know him, the more likable he gets. But you deny yourself of those feelings.
Later on you get dropped off at home and have a great idea.
Jaemin gets a notification that you’ve texted on his phone.
Y/n 💕: Attachment: *video*
He clicks on it and it’s a video of you knuckles deep inside of your pussy. Your fingers sliding in and out of you at a fast pase. Your moans so cute and quiet, your words so dirty and sinful. The words “It feels so good” slips out of your mouth. The way you curl your fingers inside of you is enough to make his cock as hard as it can get. You then pull out a vibrator and put it on your clit all while your fingers are still working inside of you. Your head falls back and you let out a choked sound of pleasure.
Another notification pops up.
Y/n 💕: SORRY JAEMIN PLEASE FORGIVE ME, I MEAN TO SEND YOU A PICTURE OF US FROM EARLIER 🙁
You lie.
He starts typing back, then stops. You wait for a reply. After 20 minutes of waiting he finally sent something back.
Jaem 🤓 : Attachment *video*
The video starts with him pushing his boxers down. When his dick springs out it hits his beautiful abdomen. He starts rubbing his thumb over his tip. His cock is fucking huge. His whimpers, his fucking breaths, him. His hand now pumping his dick fast. The sound of his hand going up and down his cock is so sexy. After a while of him playing with his dick, his orgasm hits, his white cum spurting all over his abs and chest.
Jaem 🤓: you lie too much
You: and you love it, goodnight baby
You wake up the next morning to see so many discord notifications. You scroll to the top.
Jaemin 🐰: I want her body so bad, her pussy, so beautiful, she’s just absolutely perfect. Everything about her. She’s just amazing. I’ll do anything to touch her.
You smile and go to text jaemin.
You: good morning jaem, how did you sleep?
Jaem 🤓: I slept so well, especially after your little show.
You: did you like it?
Jaem 🤓: I fucking loved it. I wanna see it in person.
You: I wanna touch you so bad baby
Jaem 🤓: come over?
You: only if u pick me up 🤷 I didn’t plan on going anywhere today, but for u? Yea, I’ll go out 😋
Not even 15 minutes later you get a text that he’s here. You run out to the car and see jaemins handsome bright smile. You get into the passenger seat and immediately put your hand on his crotch. “Jaemin i know what you do to my pics.” He just looks at you. “When I came over for the first time. I saw jeno and haechans messages. You couldn’t help yourself could you? You’re a pervert. All those times during us hanging out that you had to use the bathroom? I know what you were doing. You’re a loud moaner.” He’s completely speechless.
As you’re both driving to his house you can’t stop looking at the outline of his hard cock.
You both arrive to his house and immediately after he locks the door you pounce on him and you both land on the couch and you rub your clothed pussy against his raging boner. You attach your lips to his and your tongues battle. For a loser like him you didn’t expect him to have so much skill in kissing. His tongue all over your mouth. His dick twitching against you.
You hop off of him to slide his pants and boxers down. You take his balls into our hand and fondle with them. You look up and see his bottom lip tucked in between his teeth. “Please y/n” he moans. “Please what baby? tell me what you want me to do with you.” It feels good to have him wrapped around your finger like this. “I want you to touch me more.” “Where? Where do you want me to touch you? Here?” You wrap your hand around his hard cock. “Or here?” You reach your hand up to his nipple and flick it a few times.
You learned just then and there that he has sensitive nipples. You smirk up at him. “Baby you need to answer me. Where do you want me to touch you?” He looks at you with desperate eyes. “Please touch my dick and nipples y/n please.” His begging is making you soak your panties in arousal. You grab the base of his cock in your hand and go up and down as you lean your head up to lick his nipple, tongue working all around the sensitive area. His dick twitching in your hand. His eyes are glossed with tears. “Please let me inside of you.” He looks down at you. You pull your panties off and tease him some more. “Please, your bra” “my bra what?” “Off” you laugh at him. You want to humiliate him. It’s so hot seeing him so desperate for your touch. You unclip your bra and toss it to him. He catches it and stares at you with complete lust.
“You’re such a slut jaem, your nipples and your dick, they’re so hard. I’ve barely touched you baby, you really are a perv, aren’t you?” You look at him with a sarcastic frown. He shakes his head. “I’m not a pervert.” You giggle at his tear stained face. “If you’re not a pervert then why do you beat your dick to my instagram posts? Hm? Isn’t that what perverts do?” He just looks at you with his eyebrows knitted. “Do you like when I do this?” You take his nipple in your mouth again and lightly graze your teeth on it. He let out a very loud and powerful moan. “I think I should call you out on your perverted ways more often, look at how hard it gets you baby.” You flick his cock and his mouth falls agape. “Does my baby like pain?” You squint at him. His chest falling up and down due to the deep mess of his arousal.
“Please y/n touch me. Touch my dick and my chest. Please touch it all. Touch me.” You smirk and nod. You take his balls in your mouth and suck them. You wanna get him all worked up. You sit up and you lean down to take his cock into your mouth and swirl your tongue around his tip. You take him out of your mouth then slowly straddle him, aligning your pussy and his dick together. You slowly lower yourself on him and feel his cock stretching you out. You lean your head down to the crook of his neck and let out a quiet moan.
“Start moving jaem please” you breathe out near his ear. he starts moving his hips up and down, hitting your g-spot with ease. The room is full of the noises of your moans and the noise of jaemins skin on yours. you reach down to play with your clit to further your pleasure.
Jaemin starts getting sloppy with his thrusts, so you know hes about to cum. You rub your clit faster and connect your lips to his. This kiss was even better than before, you were both in sync with eachothers movements and it felt like magic. When you disconnected your lips there was a trail of saliva still connected to both of your lips. you orgasm first, and jaemin follows after you, he pulls out and his cum comes shooting onto your abdomen. you fall onto his body, breathless. both of you embracing each other. you sit up from hugging him and look at the mess you both made. you both look at each other and giggle like kids.
Jaemin looks you in your eyes and you look back at him“I love you y/n” “i love you too Jaem”
ok i just watched episode seven of moon girl season two and i started crying CUZ GOD DAMN YOU DIDNT HAVE TO ATTACK ME LIKE THAT
SPOILERS AHEAD
I’ve suffered from bad anxiety since i was a kid. i’ve always been scared to talk to kids my age and i’ve always felt i needed to be perfect in school. I’m the kid who if they get a B they start freaking out. Then in 7th grade when i was already struggling with 7th Accelerated Math COVID hit and I had to do everything online. My middle school didn’t handle it well and i was so scared of failing and the fact that i couldn’t talk to my teacher about not understanding the work that I just didn’t do any of it (counter productive i know). I ended up with a ton of zeros and my mom got mad. I ended up fixing it but that didn’t help my anxiety at all.
In high school (grades 9-12 for non-americans) all the pressure got worse and everything was a lot more stressful. 9th grade I was the only freshman in my math class and I had a horrible english teacher, 10th I was in my yearbook class (that’s an entire shit show of its own that, to summarize, made me super depressed and the reason i’m in therapy) and now Im in AP Physics. The test are super hard and stressful especially when i don’t understand most of it. I also was taking 3 other AP classes and i had to drop one. Because of that my anxiety got so bad that i started taking medication which has been super helpful and made school a lot more bearable.
Anyways when Lunella started talking about how she needs to be perfect and have all this pressure put on her by Dr. Ojo, I really related to all of that. Plus the visuals of representing it is exactly what i think and how it feels when i get those waves of anxiety. The part that made me start crying is when Mimi and Casey check on Lunella and Casey ask what’s happening and Mimi just goes “she’s having a panic attack”. Just hearing those words come out of the screen just meant so much to me. Just thinking of all the little girls, even then the little kids, who have felt the same and watching this showing that even some of the most powerful people have felt the same way. To show people what goes on to the “smart kids” when the expectations finally catch up with them and are told “you’re not good enough you need to be better”. To show that it’s normal to feel these feelings and also to show how to handle it. Making sure you have a good support group and even listening to music that calms you down (Here Comes a Thought from Steven Universe helps me). I’m just so happy to watch a show and just think “i’m not the only one. it’s ok that i feel this way”.
Anyways sorry for my ramble and GO WATCH MOON GIRL AND DEVIL DINOSAUR SEASON TWO BABY!!!!
A/N: hii i kinda hate the way i wrote this one tbh so i might edit it later. sorry for any typos i didn’t rly proofread
pairing: idol!lee felix x reader
genre: childhood friends to potential lovers
description: you never had friends in highschool until you started to tutor lee felix. but when he disappears without a trace you never thought you would see him again at a concert your friend dragged you to.
word count: 4.5k
Sophomore year
To make a long story short, high school sucked.
ok that may have been an exaggeration but it certainly wasn’t the fairytale experience movies and media made it out to be. It was mostly boring classes, loud lunches, and long nights slaving over homework. You had a few acquaintances from middle school but you never really formed a strong bond with anyone. “Maybe this year would be different” you told yourself but deep down you had low expectations. The upside to not having friends was less distractions, you were able to actually pay attention in class which meant you actually had decent grades. enter lee Felix. Perhaps the exact opposite of you. What he lacked in academics he made up for in popularity. The second he entered school grounds he would be greeted by at least three people at once, but who could blame them. He had the looks, the personality, and talent. You’d seen him perform in the school dance showcases, even you could see his talent was unmatched. everything in his high school career seemed to be perfect, except for his grades. It’s not like he didn’t try to focus in class, he just always seemed to be caught up in a conversation. his worst subject was calculus, it wasn’t completely his fault, the teacher was an angry old man who had it out for everybody. It was almost impossible to pass his class but there you were with the highest grade. Felix knew if he didn’t pass this class he might have to retake it during summer which would kill his social life. The only other option was to get tutored so he swallowed his pride and asked you for help.
You felt his presence before he spoke, you look up to meet his gaze. You were a little surprised to see Felix standing there but tried not to show it. “Can I help you?” It came out a little more judgmental than you had expected and you could see Felix visibly get more nervous. “Uh you’re y/n right?” You nodded slowly still unsure of his motives. “And you’re in t/n’s *teachers name* class right” secretly Felix already knew you were in the same class as him, you only sat two seats away after all, but he needed to stall before he asked for your help. You nodded again. “So.. um- yea you don’t have to but it- I’m really struggling in his class and I don’t want to retake his class in the summer and he’s really mean and math is hard so..” He trailed off. “Im sorry what exactly do you need?” he paused. he realized that he hadn’t actually asked if you could tutor him “OH SORRY I was wondering if you could maybe tutor me or something since I know you’re really good at math and…stuff” you thought about it for a second. felix was nice and you literally had nothing else going on, it couldn’t hurt helping out a classmate “sure.” You could see his nervous energy melt away. “REALLY? Thank you so so much you are a lifesaver” and just like that, he ran off. You went back to lunch but looked up again when you heard his footsteps coming back. “Sorry I realized I didn’t get your number” he handed you his phone. Seeing your hesitation he reassured you “its only to like schedule stuff don’t worry” he flashed his iconic bright smile and you took his phone. After putting in your information you handed it back to him and he awkwardly stood there for a few seconds as if he was going to say something but decided against it. “Uhh ok..bye” then jogged off.
*time skip*
afterschool you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. “Hi it’s Felix :)” thinking for a few seconds you typed a response “hey” real smooth. “I was wondering what days you are free?” You chuckled to yourself, imagining what it would be like if you actually had plans “pretty much everyday” there were a few seconds of silence “awesome, I have dance practice Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday so we can meet on like Friday if you want?” “That works for me” you put your phone down to start on homework. Then you heard another buzz “I cant wait :D” the gentle glow of your phone illuminated the small smile on your face but you shook it off and put your phone down, you still have work to do. Still you felt a light heat on your cheeks
*friday*
You glanced at the clock, 2:57. Stop worrying, all you are doing is tutoring for two hours, then you can go home and binge the office. You and Felix had texted a few more times and agreed to meet in the library at 3. You double checked all the notes you had prepared and checked the clock again, 2:58. You laid your head on the table, why were you so nervous? Its not like this is a date, you are just one classmate helping another. “Hey y/n” his voice pulled you out of your thoughts. You shot up from the desk and stuck out your hand. he looked at it with confusion and you mentally slapped yourself in the head. He chuckled then gently shook your hand “you do realize met before right?” “Uh yea I don’t know it just felt customary” you shared a couple awkward laughs until you both realized you were still shaking hands. You jerked your hand back and avoided his gaze. he cleared his throat “uh should we get started?” You both sat down and you laid out the notes you wrote for this lesson “woah, you didn’t need to do all of this” his eyes widened seeing everything you had prepared “it was no big deal I had a lot of time” and with that the lesson began.
Two hours seemed to fly by. Felix seemed to understand the material fairly well. You handed him some practice problems and told him to complete it by next Friday “damn are you really giving me homework?” he laughed and took the papers “its all part of the y/n tutoring experience” you said with a sheepish smile. There was a few seconds of comfortable silence. “So-“ “well-“ you both said at the same time. “Sorry sorry you go first” you said laughing “oh uh yea I was just gonna say thanks again for helping me.” “Yea its no problem, happy to help” you packed up your bag and rocked on your feet for a few seconds “well i’m gonna get going, see you next week”
*time skip*
Throughout the next few weeks, you would keep your head down, making your way through the school day while Felix continued his routine of greeting friends at every turn. However, on Fridays at 3 the two of you would be in your own world. Despite your contrasting lives you both found solace in each others company. You appreciated felix’s bright energy and felix found comfort in your quiet calm presence. You started to look up to greet him in the hallways and he would always make a point to stop and have a small conversation with you. His friends found it strange that this random person whom they had never seen before suddenly become a part of Felix’s routine but neither of you seemed to care. You didn’t hang out with each other outside of those small interactions in the hallways and after schools on Fridays but it was enough to fuel your growing feelings for him.
“Y’know lix” you started “you’re actually really good at math, I feel like you don’t need me” Felix smiled at the new nickname “what are you talking about I was literally failing the class before you started helping me” “yea but I barely have to teach you, I just show you like one example and you instantly get it” he stopped writing then looked up at you. Moving a few inches closer he smiled “maybe I just have a better teacher now” you felt your cheeks heat up “shut up” you laughed and shoved him away. He tapped his pencil on the table a few times before looking up at you again. “I was wondering, if you were free Saturday?” “Uhh yea why?” He swallowed before he spoke again, “well I have this dance show case thingy and I was hoping maybe you could go?” He scanned your face for any reaction “are you kidding? Yea Id love to go!” he let out a sigh of relief before turning back to the homework “I cant wait”
*saturday*
You stood infront a pile of clothes on the floor, why was this so hard? All of your clothes just didn’t feel right and you didn’t have a best friend to ask for advice. Rummaging through your clothes you found a pleated skirt your mom had bought you. You examined it in the light, you never wore stuff like this but if there was ever an opportunity to try tonight would be the night. You paired it with some random graphic tee you found in the pile. Before you had time to second guess your outfit you realized you were running late. bidding a quick goodbye to your parents you jumped on your bike and made your way to school.
Your heart sunk when you saw how packed the theater was, the only spaces were in the far back, theres no way you would actually be able to see anything on the stage. You saw your phone light up in your hand, a message from Felix “btw, theres a seat for you near the front :)” your heart warmed at his thoughtfulness. You made your way to the front and saw a taped off chair in the front row. When Felix said near the front you didn’t think he meant right smack dab in the front. You sat down right as the theater lights began to dim. The dance director walked out on stage “hello and thank you for coming to this very special dance showcase. Our students have worked very hard to present you all with some amazing performances. This is a very special performance because we have some dance scouts in the audience tonight.” There were some quiet excited murmurs after this revelation “We hope you enjoy the performances tonight.” You watched her walk off the saw the first group walk on stage. Even with the lights off you could make out Felix’s silhouette. When the lights turned on you were shocked to see how ethereal he looked. The light formed a light halo behind his blonde locks and the light makeup highlighted his best features. Then the music began and you were in awe once again. You could see the passion in his face. He moved flawlessly, even though there were four other people on that stage, Felix had your full attention. When he looked out into the crowd his face lit up when he made eye contact with you. Throughout the rest of the performances, felix would steal glances at you and get shy when you were already looking. Finally, it was time for his solo. Even though he had been practicing for months he didn’t feel like he was good enough. He checked his pulse on his neck, a habit he had picked up over time. He peeked out of the curtain and saw you sitting there expectantly, he smiled and felt his heart rate pick up. He exhaled slowly and walked out on stage. the music picked up and he began his routine. You pulled out your phone and began filming his performance, since you felt like you would want to remember this forever. Felix poured his whole heart and soul into this dance and once again made eye contact with you, it was hard to see since the lights were shining directly in his eyes but to him you shined brighter. Before he knew it the song ended and the crowd erupted in cheers and applause. Out of breath he bowed and walked off stage.
After the show you ran to look for Felix and congratulate him on his spectacular performance. It was easy to find him since there was already a large crowd around him. You managed to squeeze yourself in and gave him a small tap on his shoulder. “Y/N!” Overcome with emotions he pulled you into a hug, it was unexpected but you weren’t complaining. You were engulfed in the scent of vanilla and hairspray. you both became hyper aware that you were hugging in front of a decent crowd of people. He let you go and muttered a small apology “its ok” you said quietly. “Do you wanna move somewhere else” he whispered and you nodded. The two of you moved to a quiet corner. “You did really good lix” he scratched the back of his neck “do you really think so?” “YEA it was like I was watching an idol at a concert or something, seriously you were amazing.” His face burned red at all the compliments. He looked back at you “I’m really glad you could make it” he said quietly “me too..” you were getting distracted by his eyes. He cleared his throat reached for your hand “y/n, I was wondering-“ “Mr. Lee” an unknown voice surprised the both of you. Felix let go of your hand and turned around to face the man. “Hello mr. lee, I was very impressed with what I saw today.” “Thank you sir” Felix bowed “can I speak to you over there for a moment” the man gestured. felix looked back at you briefly “uh” you gave him a smile to indicate that it was ok “sure” the two of them walked a couple feet away. As the talked you replayed what had just happened a few seconds before. He held your hand. HE HELD YOUR HAND. You couldn’t stop smiling, pulling out your phone you fixed your hair and checked your teeth. You don’t know what you were expecting but you wanted to look your best. You looked over at Felix again and he was shaking the mans hand. felix began walking back in your direction but when he looked up at you his smile faltered. “What was that about?” You asked “oh.. it was nothing” “ah ok.. oh what were you saying earlier?” You looked at him expectantly. he looked back at you but something in his eyes had changed, they looked..empty? Sad? Either way it was different. “It was nothing don’t worry” you didn’t want to pressure him so you didn’t ask anymore. The atmosphere had drastically changed. “I should probably get going I guess” you said hoping he would ask you to stay “oh yea I guess.” Disappointed again you walked away. “Y/n wait!” You turned back around “you should take this, its really cold and you aren’t-“ he looked down at your skirt “you uh- you are probably gonna get cold so” he handed you his dance team hoodie. “Oh thanks, bye lix” you walked away again now bundled in his warm jacket. It still smelled like vanilla.
*time skip*
You were going to take matters into your own hands. With the school year ending, that also meant tutoring with Felix would end. if he wasn’t going to ask you out, you were. You hadn’t seen him around the halls but you just figured he was busy, you would see him Friday anyway.
Friday, 2:57 PM. You sit clutching a bag of his favorite snacks with a fully rehearsed speech about how much you like him in your head. You keep your eyes on the entrance to the library. 3:00 PM he should be arriving any minute now. 3:15..maybe he’s a little late. 3:45 maybe he just forgot today.. “hey lix idk where you were today are you ok?” *not delivered* you stared at the screen. “Not delivered” had he blocked your number? Tears threatened to spill but you held yourself together. You packed your bag and threw the snack in the trash on the way out.
*time skip*
It had been a few weeks since you last saw Felix. You stopped going to the library since he was never there anyway. You would see his friends around school but Felix was never with them. You didn’t even know how to feel at this point, you were upset and angry but more than anything you were worried. How could he have just disappeared without a trace?
*major time skip*
It had been a few years since you graduated high school. You barely thought about Felix anymore, the sole reminder of him was the hoodie he gave you sitting in your closet. The scent of vanilla had worn off but it was your go to jacket for cold weather. In college you actually made a few really good friends. one of your closest friends was super into k-pop, specifically a group called stray kids. You didn’t know anything about the group but you did enjoy some of their songs. “Y/N!!!” Your friend burst into the room “what’s up?” She was practically shaking with excitement “ok so you know how I’ve been trying to get you into Kpop for like ever” you laughed “yea” “OK THIS IS MY LAST ATTEMPT” you looked at her confused “my absolute favorite group stray kids is literally performing in the next city over AND my brother works at the venue so he can get us super close to the stage” “what does this have to do with me?” “PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE GO WITH ME IT’LL BE SO FUN AND IM PRACTICALLY GIVING YOU FREE TICKETS” she gave you a puppy dog look that you couldn’t say no to “..fine” she squealed and hugged you “thank you thank you it’ll be so much fun and who knows maybe you’ll meet someone there” she annunciated her words with a wiggle of her eyebrows. you snorted at her “yea in your dreams”
A few months passed and it was time for the concert. You didn’t put much through into your outfit, you just threw on some pants and a shirt plus the hoodie that Felix gave you. a few years ago you wouldn’t be able to look at it without crying but now all you feel is a dull ache in your heart. “Y/n are you read- oh no. honey please don’t tell me thats what you’re wearing to the concert right” “what’s wrong with this?” She looks at you sympathetically. “Just be glad you have a best friend like me to help you with things like this” she goes into your closet and pulls out something you hadn’t seen in years. That same skirt you wore to Felix’s dance showcase “no way, that is too small for me now” “it’ll be fine! Live a little what’s wrong with a little extra skin” she said with a mischievous grin. Reluctantly you grabbed the skirt, with some struggle you managed to squeeze into it. “Aaaah! You look so good! This is gonna be so much fun” she grabs your hand and you make your way to the concert venue
She wasn’t kidding when she said close to the stage. You were only one row away form the stage. “Ok teach me about the members or whatever” “I thought you would never ask!” She pulls out her phone with a google search of stray kids. “Ok this is the leader, his name is bangchan and he is like the most amazing man in the whole world I mean they all are but he’s just AAH he’s amazing” you smiled at her excitement and passion “this is Minho but his stage name is lee know, he’s the second oldest and main dancer but he also sings and stuff. This is changbin he’s one of the fastest rappers in Kpop” you raised your eyebrows in surprise “hyunjin is one of the visuals but he’s also one of the main dancers, I mean all of them can dance but he’s just wow y’know?” she was going so fast you could barely keep up “ok this is jisung my personal bias he’s also part of 3racha oh I forgot to talk about 3racha they make like all the music and OH this is fe-“ she was cut off by the speakers blasting the intro music. you thought you went deaf for a second. “OMG OMGOMG ILL TELL YOU THE REST LATER” the stage filled with smoke and the crowds screams got louder as the silhouettes of the 8 members appeared. You were starting to feel the hype and excitement of the crowd and joined in screaming. When the lights turned on your jaw dropped. No more than 20 feet away from you were 8 drop dead gorgeous men. Google images did not do them justice. The music started and the crowd chanted along the energy in that concert hall was insane. After the song finished they lined up near the front of the stage to do introductions. Thats when you saw him “FELIX?” Your exclamation was lost in the screams of the crowd. As they went down the line introducing themselves Felix looked around the crowd. Thats when he saw you. “Y/n?” Unlike you however, he was hooked up to a microphone and everyone in the building heard him say your name. His members looked at him confused “what was that Felix?” Chan asked “oh uh sorry I’m just so excited to be here I accidentally talked out loud” the members laughed along with the crowd. When it was his turn to introduce himself he looked directly at you “how are you guys doing!! It’s felix here” everyone around you screamed in response, you were just dumbfounded. He disappeared with no explanation and how he’s a Kpop idol? He smiled at you but the bitter feelings of abandonment came rushing back and you turned to look elsewhere. his smile dropped but he knew he deserved this, he left without so much as a goodbye. he noticed the hoodie you were wearing, it warmed his heart that you kept it all these years. After the last member introduced himself they went back to prepare for the next song. You would be lying if you weren’t impressed with his skills. Not only had he improved his dancing skills, he was rapping and singing simultaneously. As much as you tried not to you couldn’t take your eyes off him. on the flip side, Felix knew he should be paying attention to all the fans that had come to watch them perform but he kept looking back at you.
He stood under the stage while chan seungmin jeongin and Minho performed their unit stage. He peeked out of the curtain the separated the stage and the audience. He could see you, he just needed to get your attention. Trying to avoid the others attention he snuck off the got closer to your seat. He stuck his head out of the curtain again “y/n” he whisper yelled. You had changed quite a bit since high school but you were still the same y/n to him. He knew he was running out of time and would have to get on stage soon “y/n!” He tried again this time you didn’t hear him but your friend did. Her mouth gaped open as she pointed. he put his finger over his lips to keep her quiet then pointed to you. She nodded then tapped you gently. You look over and there he is again. The boy who disappeared from your life and left you heartbroken. You thought about ignoring him again but your heart softened when you saw the desperation in his eyes. “What” you mouthed. He discreetly threw a piece of paper in your general direction and winced when he was about 3 feet off. his heart melted when you let out a laugh, he forgot how much he missed that laugh. He heard jisung asking where he went so he slipped back into the curtain and got ready to get back on stage. You picked up the paper and unfolded it “I’m really sorry, parking lot behind the building after concert :)” “so.. care to explain why lee Felix knows who you are?” “He’s just..” You looked at the note “an old friend”
The rest of the concert had been wonderful, as much as you tried to stay mad at Felix you couldn’t help but smile every time he looked your way, the rest of the members caught on to his behavior and interrogated him after the concert but he was in a hurry to get out and meet you. You told your friend to go to the car and lied that you had to go to the bathroom. You stood alone in the parking lot and started to second guess yourself. This was a bad idea, what were you going to say, why are you here? Just as you started walking away you heard a familiar voice “where are you going?” You stopped in your tracks. “I didn’t know if you were coming” you turned around to face him. He was wearing a baseball cap and a black mask to hide his face but those eyes were unmistakable. “You look..good” he said “you too..” “I like your jacket” he said with a light chuckle “yea an old friend gave it to me” you said with a sad smile. He sighed before stepping closer “look i’m.. i’m really sorry, I shouldn’t have left like that” “why” thats all you could get out “I-“ he thought for a few seconds “do you remember the night of the dance showcase?” You nodded “when I was..talking to you one of the dance scouts offered me a spot in a trainee team, I couldn’t pass it up. I was gonna tell you but I couldn’t face you so I left like a coward. but I regretted it every day.” You looked at the ground “well, i’m really happy for you, I was just worried about you when you disappeared. It was..nice seeing you lix” his heart ached hearing the nickname. You started to walk away but he reached for your hand “I was wondering if I could take you out sometime?” “What?” “thats..thats what I was gonna tell you before the scout um. yea..” He trailed off. “I just thought you should know” there were so many things you could say in that moment but none of them felt right. You walked closer to him and wrapped your arms around him. his head ducked down into your neck “i’m so sorry” his words were muffled. you pulled away from him and reached up to give him a small peck on the cheek. even with the mask on you could see his face get red. “I would’ve said yes by the way,” you whispered in his ear “just thought you should know” You let out a small laugh “ill see you around lix” you pulled away again and walked towards your friends car before he had a chance to say anything back.
Bucking your seatbelt you felt a buzz in your pocket “I still need help with calculus. Are you free Friday at 3?” You smiled at your phone before typing back “sure :)”
“He’s staring again.” Robins voice came from beside you at the lunch table, a groan falling from your lips. It had been almost a week since your break-up with Steve and he would not leave you alone. He would either stare at you during class and during lunch or he would try and talk to you.
Honestly, you wanted absolutely nothing to do with him. The man you thought you were in love with clearly didn’t exist, so you had 0 intention of trying to be friendly with the person who led you on and lied to you for 5 months straight. He was dead to you.
“Come on, we gotta get ready for class.” Your voice was annoyed as you stood up from the table with Robin, dumping your lunch tray and heading towards your locker. As you put in your combination and opened it, you heard a bang on the locker next to yours.
“So, I heard rumors that you’re going on a date and we’re not even officially broken up yet. Is that true?” The cocky voice that resonated from behind your open locker made you roll your eyes almost into the back of your head.
“You know, I was pretty sure it was obvious we were over when I poured a screwdriver all over you in the bathroom at the party. But I guess I wasn’t clear enough. We’re not together Steve. You made it very obvious you don’t want me.” You closed your locker, walking off to your next class. Or so you tried, when your wrist was carefully grabbed.
“You don’t actually believe I meant all of that, do you? I was drunk and goofing off with the boys. You know I have a reputation to keep.” Did he really think this was helping? Of course he did. He was used to girls throwing themselves at his feet. But, you were done with that.
“Oh, so you mean I should brush off the humiliation and pretend you care about me because you were drunk when you were telling everyone how out of my league you are. Okay, I forgive you. Not!” You pulled your wrist away from him and walked off to your next class, hoping that would be the end. However, it was far from it.
While you were sitting in your math class, the boy that you were going to go on a date with came up to you with a black eye, clearly shaken up. “H-hey, (Y/N). I’m going to have to cancel our date tonight. I-I’m really sorry.” Shock was written all over your face as you sat in class absolutely fuming. Your ex boyfriend was out of control.
“(Y/n)! Psst, earth to (Y/N). Your dickhead ex asked me to give this to you.” Robin sneered, her middle finger being showed to Steve as she set the note on your desk. “I only agreed to it because I know you’re gonna tell him no.”
You read the note, sighing. Hey, pretty girl. Meet me outside of the gym later today during free period? -Steve :)
You agreed, sending a wave of shock through Steve and Robin both. “What the- why?!” She exclaimed, looking at you like you had lost your mind. “This is not a good idea. He is clearly unstable. You can’t go.”
“Rob, I got this. Trust me. He won’t be bothering me anymore after we meet up.” You assured your friend, sighing when the bell rang. It was time for you to get Steve off your back for good.
You walked out behind the gym, leaning against the wall as you heard the door open. As soon as you heard the sound, you were met with the breathtaking pair of brown eyes that you got lost in so many times. “You actually came..” his breath fanned across your lips, his body slightly pressing against yours as he rested his arm above you on the brick wall. “I’ve missed you.”
As soon as his lips were on yours, it felt like every nerve ending in your body was on fire. Steve’s kisses always made you dizzy, and now was no exception. Your head was starting to spin until you realized what was happening, pushing him away from you. “No! Stop!” Your anger returned, your breath coming out in short pants. “This! Is over! You ruined it! We’re done!” You glared at him, shaking his head.
“You realize, no girl has ever been able to turn me down. You’re not going to be the first. You’ll give in again.” You let out a frustrated groan at his words, your fist bawling up beside you. “Awe, are you gonna hit me?” His tone was teasing, but you weren’t.
You felt your fist rear back and make contact with his eye, his form stumbling backwards. “Leave me the fuck alone and leave any person I wanna date alone. Otherwise, I’ll tell everyone you got beat up by a girl.”
That last threat stuck and Steve went back to trying to be the big man on campus. He started dating around again, pretending you never existed and you honestly preferred it that way.