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vanogla · 6 years

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haha okay-

i may have thrown together a lil oneshot while i was out having dinner with my family xD

Rated T for swearing Word count: 1793 Pairing: Daithi de Vanoss

It’s pretty mild but here are the warnings: * anxiety (at the start) * daithi-de-h2o/vanoss-shipper

i wanted to write something from Evan’s side for once- so here’s some high school shenanigans hahah

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To put it simply, Evan is panicking.

He's drumming his fingers on his desk and sitting upright in his seat- which never happens- and his eyes are darting back and forth between the teacher and the first page of his brand new notebook.

He knew he forgot something- he had been sweeping all corners of his room this morning to make sure that he had brought everything he'd need, to make sure that he hadn't forgotten anything-

And right now, he is sitting in the first period of the new semester without a fucking pencil.

This can't be happening. He's always been at the top of his class because of his notes- and it's the first fucking day of school, they're learning something completely new and he can't absorb any of it because he's panicking.

No matter how much he tells himself to relax, he can't. The teacher is going to notice, maybe ask him a question he can't answer, maybe look at his notebook- which is still empty.

Blank, white lined paper, with not even the title written down because he has nothing to write with- and he's listening to the teacher's lesson without taking anything down, without taking anything in- so he sits there, fidgeting.

Thud.

He accidentally knocks his knees on the bottom of the table, fuck.

Some people glance in his direction, but the teacher doesn't notice. He ducks his head down and pretends to read something written on his blank page.

To his dismay, no words magically appear before his eyes.

A whisper from the seat to his right startles him. "Psst."

Evan exhales shakily, keeping his gaze adamantly fixed on the page.

"Psst, Evan."

He flips to the next blank page.

"Evan, yer book is empty."

Evan rolls his eyes. Yeah, I fucking see that. Now leave me alone, David.

Out of nowhere- something taps him on the shoulder. He nearly jumps out of his seat.

"What?!" He hisses, turning his head slightly to the right to show he's listening.

"Jeez, why're you all pissy? Yer actin' like a teenage girl on her period, man."

"Shut the fuck up." He turns back to face the front.

"Hey."

He says nothing.

"Evan."

"What?!" He hisses again. He's more annoyed than terrified now, but it doesn't make him any less agitated.

"I'll give you my pencil in exchange for a dare."

The pencil taps him on the shoulder again. He wants to take it so badly- but the logical side of his brain is demanding to know what the catch is.

He makes no move to take the pencil. "What dare?"

He watches a pale hand reach over to place the pencil on his desk. It's one of those shitty pencils you win from a school-hosted colouring competition, scratchy on paper and difficult to erase- but the most important thing is that it works.

He stares at it.

"I dare you to... confess to yer crush."

Evan immediately puts the pencil back on David's desk. "No."

He hears David curse quietly, before: "C'mon man, I've been rooting for you and Jon since day one. The straight-A smart guy with the crazy class clown? It's the greatest trope ever!"

Evan glares daggers into his book, silently fuming. If this is what it takes- he's not even interested in taking notes anymore. "That's such a stupid excuse. I'm not doing it."

David slides the pencil right into his line of vision.

He resists the urge to snap the pencil in two. Instead, he takes a deep breath and puts his hands neatly on his lap.

David doesn't say anything more for a minute.

He tunes into the lesson, ignoring the pencil and pretending it isn't right in front of him and within his reach.

His pride won't allow it. It's a pencil for a stupidass dare, fuck that.

"Now, the aim is to explain the science of rockets in layman's term and introduce people to the key maths and physics used in-"

Evan starts to panic again.

He- he doesn't know any of this shit- and he definitely won't remember it later if he doesn't write it down-

He's going to fail this class because he doesn't understand anything-

"Evan, I see ya goin' crazy in yer seat. Just take the pencil-"

Evan quickly snatches it up and starts scribbling notes furiously.

"-if you answer a question in return-"

He finishes his sentence and puts the pencil down.

"-Oi, that's cheating-"

"Fuck off, David."

"Man, you can keep the pencil for the whole day, just answer a simple question- I'll ask you it after school ends, alright?"

The whole day.

He'll get to keep it for the whole day, holy shit.

"Fuck. Fine, as long as it's not a stupid question."

David laughs under his breath as Evan picks up the pencil again and continues to write.

To his relief, David doesn't try to talk to him for the rest of the lesson.

To his horror, he's probably just agreed to something he can't get out of.

David really wasn't fooling around.

Evan shuts his locker door to see David standing behind it with a huge smile on his face.

It's almost comical- he would've laughed if it weren't for the horror of impending doom.

"Question time!"

Evan swiftly turns and walks away before he realises, belatedly, that he's going in the wrong direction. He nearly laughs out loud- he might as well walk an entire loop around campus just to get to the exit since David is not going to let up anytime soon.

Just as he thought, David jogs to catch up to him. He huffs, deciding to resign himself to his fate. He still has the pencil, after all.

"Question, Evan! Who're you crushing on? I bet Brock twenty bucks it's Jon!"

He scoffs. "The fuck? What was Brock's guess?"

"No one important!"

"Who? Tell me." Let me guess: he bet you, didn't he, Evan mentally sighs.

Brock found out about his crush on David last year when he caught him staring. Evan's more mindful of how much he stares now, of how he treats David in public- just to throw Brock off- but by the looks of it, it didn't quite work out and Brock's about to earn himself a twenty.

"Er- don't laugh- but he said me because I'm always following ye around like a lost puppy, especially during freshman year when I first came here- but you've been friends with Jon since pre-school so that makes more sense!"

"By Brock's logic, shouldn't you be the one crushing on me? You creepy weirdo."

David's smile falters. "Oh. I mean, yeah."

Evan stops in his tracks, his eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What do you mean, yeah? You're- you're not denying it?"

"No! No, I am. I don't have a crush on you, that'd just be... weird. I meant yeah like yeah- he's probably got it the wrong way around."

Evan continues walking, chuckling lightly. "You sure he wasn't trying to tell you something? You sound pretty defensive about it-"

"I'm not being defensive!" David exclaims defensively. "He's just fuckin' with me, das all. And you're in on it."

"I'm not in on anything," Evan raises his hands in mock surrender. "You're the one making bets behind my back."

David frowns. "Fuck you, Evan! Yer just tryin' ta dodge the question!"

"What question?" he asks.

"Who. Do you have a crush on."

"Oh, right," Evan grins. "Nobody."

"That's impossible. Everyone's got the hots for someone nowadays."

"Is that your way of telling me you like me?"

"Yer dodging the question again!"

"No, David. You're dodging the question."

"Okay, my head hurts now," David groans.

Evan smirks. "So you do 'have the hots' for me."

David sighs. "I don't."

"You do."

"Alright, fine, I do."

"You do?"

"I don't!"

Evan makes a turn. He can see the gate to the exit a couple of feet away now, and he starts to make his way toward it.

"Alright, I believe you," he tells David.

"Now you're just being sarcastic."

Evan thinks it's too bad he's enjoying the conversation. He doesn't know how or when the conversation got to this point but he grins all the same. "Do you think I think you like me?"

David's brows furrow. "I think I like you."

Evan's grin grows wider. "That's not what I asked."

"Awh, fuck. Fuck it. Just pretend I never said anything," David mumbles, stopping at the school gate.

Evan thinks freedom at last.

However, there's still something he feels like he should mention before he leaves-

"Hey, David."

"Mhm?"

"Um... you want your pencil back?"

"Nah, just keep it."

"'Kay, thanks."

"No problem."

Evan moves to leave, but stops and turns back again. "What about the question?"

"What question?"

"Exactly. See you tomorrow!" He quickly turns to leave.

"Wait wha- oh, come on! Evan, just- just humour me a little."

He stops and turns back again.

"Give me some clues, at least!"

Evan laughs, tracing back his steps to David. "Fine, just don't get jealous."

David's face twists. "I won't! Go on, now."

"Okay- so first of all," he holds up one finger, "It's a guy."

"No surprise there. I'm straighter than ye are."

"If you're gonna be a dick about it, I'm leaving."

"No, no. Continue."

"Alright, second of all, he's a pretty funny guy."

"Oh, Jon is a pretty funny guy-"

"Okay, see you tomorrow, David-"

"Sorry! Sorry, I'll stop!"

Evan laughs, turning back.

"Thirdly, he also likes to play video games."

"That doesn't narrow it down a lot but alright."

"He knows how to play guitar..."

"Half the fuckin' school knows how to play guitar- you and me included- but alright."

"He has black hair..."

"Black hair... black hair..."

"And... he's standing here right now."

At that, David looks around. The gate is mostly empty- save for the security guard and some middle schoolers.

David blinks at Evan. "Wha- are you talking about me?"

"No, I'm talking about myself, of course."

"Oh. That makes sense."

"No it doesn't, you fucking idiot. I was being sarcastic."

"I'm confused."

"I. Have a crush. On you."

"Oh. Okay."

"Alright, so now you have your answer. See you tomorrow, David."

"Wait-"

Evan huffs, turning back around again. "What?"

"Do we kiss now?"

"What?! Why?"

"W-wha'cha mean why? Because we like each other!"

"So you do admit you like me."

David flushes red. "Yes! Yes- I do have a fucking crush on you, Evan!"

"Yeah, alright, we can kiss," Evan grins, "Tomorrow."

"Fuck you, Evan!" David yells, watching him leave.

Evan bursts out laughing at the middle schoolers that immediately chant "fuck, fuck, fuck" - and the security guard's resulting look of disapproval. He walks home with a spring in his step.

#daithi de vanoss #daithidevanoss #vanogla #vannogla #bbs nova #viotxt #words #these damn dorks #xDDDD #h2ovanossship

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sunnflowerhobi · 6 years

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➯ taehyung + prompts 44 (You look good enough to eat) + 38 (HOLY MOTHERF- IT BIT ME!) + 23 (The house is not haunted)

requested: x

a/n: i have............. no idea what this is hskjshk and it’s february and this is a halloween request but i felt like doing it... although along the way something happened,,, this happened,,,, and i’m sorry kjshksjhs

✨ masterlist ✨

we all know a good friend’s job includes being supportive and staying by each other’s side no matter what

however

when kim seokjin shows up at your door at 3 am

with the brilliant idea of going to an old abandoned house next to an ancient cemetery

it takes all your mental strength not to hit his face full force with your door

really . you’re so strong .

you end accepting though…

why?

you really don’t fucking know

maybe everything sounds so ridiculously cliché that it seems almost comical

a cemetery, an abandoned house that is said to be haunted and two stupid kids exploring it???

sounds like a lame horror movie plot

so really; what could go wrong?

“the house is not haunted, y’know, it’s just an old myth, but it’ll be fun nonetheless” he reassures you a thousand times as you walk through empty, barely enlightened streets

though the closer you get to the house

the more you can feel his bravery flaking

and you aren’t feeling much more confident

none of you would be a good gryffindor tbh

“jin, i don’t think we should be here”

“c'mon don’t be a scaredy cat, i’ve been here before, nothing’s gonna happen”

you merely raise an eyebrow at him with skepticism

“if nothing’s gonna happen why are we even goi-”

“duh” he interrupts you, raising his phone, “do it for the snapchat”

after a while the house stands tall and imposing in front of you

and though the rotten, mold-stained walls and broken windows make you want to run away, you’re the first one to take a step forward

“let’s go” you say with a smirk

jin has no problem opening the front door, like he had done before a couple of times

every single time hoping to find something worth posting on his snapchat story

even a group of stoners or even beggars would do at this point

something; anything

the door opens with a loud creak and if you thought the exterior of the house was terrifying

you weren’t prepared for the interior

the atmosphere is dark and musky, a putrid odor coming out of everywhere and nowhere at the same time

spider webs hanging everywhere

the barely audible yet rhythmical and a bit disturbing sound of water drops falling in different places

“so what do we do now?” you ask in a whisper, hoping seokjin would suggest just going back home

but suddenly a loud thump resonates everywhere

and it came from upstairs, apparently

you and jin look at each other and without saying a single word, you both start walking towards the stairs

they are almost, if not the most terrifying part of the house so far;

a loud creak accompanies every step you take, and it feels like the structure will fall apart at any given moment

just as you both get to the first floor, a large corridor with many doors appears ahead of you

you would’ve laughed at how much it resembles every hallway of every horror movie seokjin has made you watch with him

you would’ve laughed, really

but the guy standing in the middle of it kinda creeps you out a lil

he looks bewildered, as if he had just seen a ghost

which wouldn’t be such a crazy idea given the circumstances, you thought

he looks handsome as hell ?????

but he reminds you a bit of a dead body, which is usually a bit of a turn off

it occurres to you that he could use some vitamin d

the guy quickly composes himself and dedicates you a smirk

“hello” he says, and you can’t help but notice how delicate his lips look, the way they move is nearly hypnotic

“i’m taehyung” he continues, getting closer to the both of you and stretching out an arm in your direction

you go in for a handshake

but apparently; he has other plans

he gently holds your hand in his and takes it closer to his lips

and just as you thought he was gonna kiss it like they do in those cheesy romantic movies seokjin has also made you watch with him;

“HOLY MOTHERF- IT BIT ME!”

you look horrified as a thin trail of blood starts to pour out of your wrist, emanating from… two little dots right where your pulse point is located

jin instinctively puts himself in front of you in a defensive stance, facing taehyung while you try to stop the blood

“dude, what the f-”

that’s when you both notice

when taehyung smirks… and he uncovers his abnormally large fangs

“it? i have to say… i’m a bit offended” he chuckles

a sound that makes every hair on your nape stand

“w-” you choke on your words when trying to speak, which seems to amuse the guy in front of you;

“what are you?” you finally manage to get out

“guess” he chants, as he offers you a huge smile, leaving once again his fangs out for you to see

“what the fuck” is all you can say, and you repeat it like a mantra, over and over again, unable to formulate anything else

“wait a second” seokjin wonders, “so you’re a vampire”

“wow, are you always so observant?”

“but I’ve been here like… a dozen times so why are you suddenly attacking her?” he questions, eyes furrowed and lips pursed, still standing in between you and taehyung

“well, you know… you’re a attractive but you’re not like” he vaguely gesticulates with his arms, “my type” he finally concludes

“not your type? what do you mean I’m not your fucking type? I’m kim seokjin! I’m everybody’s type!”

oh my god

there is a long, thick silence after his agitated words

“seokjin…” you mutter softly, making a long pause for dramatic effects; “what the fuck”

he quirks one of his eyebrows

“i just got bitten by a goddamn vampire and all you care about is-” you can’t even bother to finish your sentence, letting an exasperated groan do the work

taehyung seems to grow more and more amused by the second

“you” he turns to stare at you with a snug smirk, “on the other hand… you look good enough to eat”

that seems to knock some sense into jin’s head

“the only thing you’ll be eating tonight is my punch if you-” he mutters through gritted teeth

taehyung raises his hands, cutting him off with a chuckle

“i didn’t like the taste of her blood that much anyway”

“so what’s gonna happen to me now?” you cross your arms in front of your chest, staring into taehyung’s piercing eyes

he lets out a loud laugh

“i barely even bit you, probably nothing won’t happen to you”

“probably?”

“you might want to take sunscreen and glasses next time you go out, but i don’t think you’ll like… turn into a vampire or-”

“dude shouldn’t you know those things?!! what kind of vampire are you?”

“what the fuck is all this noise” a raspy voice questions, coming from one of the doors on the hallway and interrupting you

a few seconds later, another guy appeares

he looks dishevelled, as if he had just gotten up

he throws glances at the three of you, suddenly looking more alert

“ahh, we have guests” taehyung explains with a relaxed smile, “but don’t worry yoongi, they were just about to leave”

on cue, you an jin get out of there before the vampire had the time to change his mind

when you get out of the house, you start to run and you don’t stop until you’re back at your place

still trying to catch your breath, you try to open the front door

but your hands are trembling too much for you to get the key in

and the fact that one of your hands is covered in blood doesn’t exactly help you to calm down

jin gets the key and opens it for you

“so… the house isn’t really hunted, huh?!” you snarl, throwing yourself on your sofa and sighing

he throws you a sheepish smile and shrugs as he sits next to you, carrying alcohol and some band-aids for your wrist

“and i didn’t even get to post it on snapchat”

#THIS IS BY FAR THE WORST THING I HAVE EVER CREATED SMHISJSLSKSK i hate myself but yeah have this anyway #kim taehyung #bts v #taehyung #kim seokjin #bts jin #bts imagines #bts au #bts v au #taehyung au #vampire taehyung #bts humor #i don't even know how to tag this bc what is it?????? angst? crack? something that should've never been posted???????#requested #halloween special

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