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yamithediaperdork · 3 years

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Being a role model SUCKS (Inuyasha)

Spending time in the future was usually fun and a break from the stress that the feudal era gave out but the bucketful. Usually but not this visit. Inuyasha should of known something was up when Kagome A) kept talking about how upset and babyish Souta felt needing bedtime diapers as of late (and some day time pull ups, there had been little leaks) but also B) was giving Inuyasha all the instant ramen noodles he could handle and more.

Sadly, nothing quite clicked till they had arrived and then he'd been cornered not only by Kagome, but her mother as well while Souta was playing out behind the house.. and from there everything had gone downhill.

After a long talk (Well the women had talked, Inuyasha had argued but they seemed to ignore any points he made) Inuyasha found himself making a deal that he would give Souta the confidence boost he needed by having someone bigger then him be more BABYISH then him.. and in return Inuyasha got whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted it next time he visited.

"And let me tell you right here and now, My list of demands are gonna be HUGE!" Inuyasha growled.

Kagome however just smiled and patted his head like he was already just a huffy baby and had lead him off to get dressed for the part.

Souta huffed as he kicked the soccer ball at the goal post, catching it and kicking it back over and over. It just wasn't fair that his bladder was betraying him like this when he was -9- years old! without a doubt in his mind, he was the biggest diaper baby in the whole town, heck maybe even the whole freaking country!

That thought was interrupted as he heard a LOUD crinkling noise and turned to see what it was.. and his ball hit his shin as his jaw almost hit the ground.

Waddling out behind behind Kagome dressed in a red onesie that did NOTHING to hide the thick, massive diaper(s) he was wearing and a pair of sandal's was Inuyasha!

The Half demon was beet red and seemed to be tugging on Kagome's arm, making it clear he'd rather go back inside even as he looked this way and that until, heh, she stopped and gave him a swat on his padded backside and shook a finger at him, talking clearly.

"No Inuyasha, you've been hiding inside for 2 weeks now, you need some fresh air and that's why we're in the future." She scolded.

"But..but.." Inuyasha whined.

"It's ok Inuyasha, I'm sure Souta won't tease you just because you can't control yourself right now." Kagome said in a motherly tone, then turned back to Souta. "Isn't that right Little guy?"

"heh..hehehehe yeah no, I won't at all Little yasha!" Souta said, a big silly grin breaking out on his face now."What even happened though?" he asked, coming over to the pair.

Kagome let go of Inuyasha's hand though gave him a look and the huffing diapered half demon plopped his butt onto the soft dirt of the back yard.

"Oh, we got attacked by a crazy priest who figured the only way to redeem demons was to teach them humility." Kagome started, a well practiced lie. "Basically Poor little Inuyasha, heh, or yasha as you called him..I like that! Anyways, he lost a lot of power and well control of his tinkles and uh-oh's for 3 weeks.Not to mention he's become a lot more..childish as you might of noticed." As Kagome said that with her back to the half demon Inuyasha stuck his tongue out at her and Souta covered his mouth to keep from giggling. Kagome turned to see what was so funny but Inuyasha had stopped JUST in time and was looking away, trying and failing to whistle. "...Anyways..I've been trying to deal with it in the past but frankly he's been stinking up his cabin and I'm sick of washing his diapers. figured why not let him spend the last week of it here and enjoy the freedom to play outside AND the wonders of disposable diapers." she finished.

"oh well, shucks , Little yasha could of came here sooner! I would of helped look after him!" Souta said, swelling with big boy pride since heck he was just in a nice and slim pull-up AND he didn't stink up his diapers! "If you wanna take a little break I'll even watch him for you right now." Souta added.

"Will you? that'd be great!" Kagome gushed and ruffled his hair. "Oh, one thing, with Inuyasha starting to get his control back, you'll have to keep asking him every so often if he need to potty or needs a diaper change. about once a hour. I'd worry more on the diaper change though myself."

the fact that Souta was suppose to be doing a potty check himself once a hour flew right over his head and the little 9 year old nodded and gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry sis, I got this!"

Inuyasha was mentally adding heaps on his list of demands as his new nick name caught on and Kagome went out of her way to make him seem even more helpless.

with his 'darling' girlfriend retreating inside, Souta came over to him and smiled, then bent down and sniffed, confusing Inuyasha for a second.

"Hmm, you SMELL clean for the moment at least." Souta said and then patted Inuyasha's head. "Good boy!"

If he made it thought the week without having to kill someone Inuyasha wanted all the good damn treats.. but knowing the role he was SUPPOSE to play he gave a silly grin (And the heat pats kinda sorta maybe felt nice too.)

"Well little yasha, what do you wanna do? I was playing some soccer but if your muscle control and stuff is all messed up I don't think that's a good idea. sides you likely can't move too fast in your diapies." Souta said.

'So nice but still being a jerk..it must run in the fucking family.' Inuyasha thought then put a thoughtful look on his face. "Ummm we could play hide n seek!" Inuyasha offered up, putting a doopy childish twinge to his voice.

"ok, You hide and I'll seek. I'll give you to the count of 20." Souta said and went to cover his eyes when Inuyasha tugged at his shorts. "Hmm? what's wrong?"

"How many is 20?" Inuyasha asked, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly, not having to force a blush as the pure humiliation of this all was taking care of it for him.

A big grin broke out on Souta's face and he bent down and took Inuyasha's hands in his.

"20 is this many.. and then" and Souta let go of Inuyasha's hands and tapped a finger on the exposed toes since Inuyasha had gone sockless in the sandals. "and this many. Can you keep track of that?"

"Ummm I think so!" Inuyasha said and nodded his head, having to admit that was all sorts of cute.

"Ok then, when I hit 20 you'll hear me say, ready or not, here I come anyways in case you lose count." Souta said and with a last head pat, he stood up and closed his eyes, starting to count.

Of course Inuyasha could of scaled a tree or taken to the roof top even with the bulky diapers he had on, he decided to play fair and also, knew it would ruin the whole plan and he hadn't of put up with it THIS far just to fuck it up now.

He needed what would seem like a good hiding spot to a toddler but clearly wouldn't work for him and now up on his feet he scanned the yard.

"One...two...three...four.."

Jesus, this wasn't like a life or death battle but for Inuyasha he found himself frozen on the spot, trying to figure out what would work, his natural instinct to win was messing up his need to lose!

"Five...six..seven.."

ok this was just getting stupid! he fought the urge to face palm and then spotted a narrow opening under the steps to the back porch, it would hide him from Souta's direct line of sight but would of gotten him caught as soon as the little guy came close.

"Eight...nine...ten, That's half the count yasha!" Souta called.

'heh, he really is a fair sport.' Inuyasha thought, then as stealthy as he could (read, not at all) waddled his way over to his chosen hiding spot even as his tummy started to feel a little bit weird.

'Must be that glass of icky juice they insisted I drink before coming out so I don't get dehydrated.' Inuyasha thought, crinkling loudly and having to speed up.

"Fourteen...fifteen...sixteen..." Souta called out, a big goofy grin on his face.

Waddling with all the speed he muster and keep up the lie, Inuyasha drove to get into the hole.. and found out that while he had been right he could of squeezed in there normally.. he hadn't taken into account the triple diapers. His upper half was in, but his padd butt and legs stuck out and he knew if he tried to force himself in,he'd end up losing them.

'fuck my life..'

"seventeen, eighteen..nineteen...twenty! Ready or not here I ..pffft.. come..heh. Did you get stuck little yasha?"

Inuyasha had been about to push himself back out but with Souta's suggestion, figured that worked and started to give out a sheepish yes, but his tummy cramped and it came out much more panicked.

"Yeah! Uh.. Please help me git out!" he said, one hand keeping him from going into the dead leaves and the like under the step but the other was on his tummy, and he kicked his legs a little more to try and work out the cramp.

"hey, it's ok! don't worry! I'm coming over, though you have to stop kicking your legs. I'm gonna grab you at the waist and pull you back, so watch your head!" Souta called, and Inuyasha could hear him running over.

"O-Ok." The half demon whimpered, the cramps were getting worst and he semi pushed back a little giving Souta a better place to grip though he didn't take into account with the building cramps he might not want someone wrenching on his midsection.

'oh god, this feels like that time I ate those clam's that had gone bad right before I..I..Oh those fucking bitches!' Inuyasha thought, cluing in to why the ladies of the house had grinned so big when Inuyasha had downed his drink to get the icky tasting thing over and done with.

he had a brief second to think about just calling this off, he'd get himself out and whine to Souta that his tummy hurt and try and shit himself somewhere private, but by then it was far, far too late.

Souta's little arms and hands were trying to pull him out and the extra force on his tummy tum meant that while he did get free, pushing himself back to make it look like it was all Souta, he banged his head on the step knocking him loopy for a split second and also started to filled his diapers.

As he loudly farted and giggled, he wore a blissful stupid derp face.

Souta was shocked at just how strong he was as he freed the poor trapped little guy, though it was soon replaced with amusement and disgust as Inuyasha started to let out massive wet fart and then more then that, a stupid look on his face.

"Uhhh yasha, are you going boom boom?" Souta asked, holding his nose. it was rhetorical question at this point as the diaper was starting to swell, so Souta didn't figure he was gonna need to do a sniff check.

"Hehehe Ya! Going PBBBBBBTTTT!" Inuyasha giggled and stuck his tongue out, blowing a raspberry.

"heh, you surrrre are buddy. but it's ok. You uh.. stay here and finish up and I'll go get Kagome ok?" He said/asked, coming over and patting Inuyasha's head.

"OOOOOOTAYYYY!" the diaper pooping derp coo'ed.

"heh..wish Kagome would of worked me you went all derp when you unload. kinda cute." Souta giggled, then dashed up the step's to stick his head in the back door.

"Kagome! You need to come and get your boyfriend, he's pooping himself silly, Literally!" Souta called.

Yeah, wearing pull-ups sucked, but as Souta pulled his head back out of the back door and looked down at Inuyasha, at least he was a stinky diaper derp.

The end..for now

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guigz1-coldwar · 3 years

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"Flying away" : New chapter for "Redemption in a Spirit in a Cold War" is out !

"Flying away"

Chapter Summary : Yirina is awaiting with Park before departing for the british capital....London.....

To read it on AO3, click here !

Words : +3400

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London.....the city that was supposed to be my birthplace, the one where Jessica Blackwell, said 'Bell' lived since 1950 until she decided to join the MI6 in 1967 at 17 years old but no, it never actually happened and today, I just learned that I was going to go with Park into the british capital for real. She didn't explain to me why we had to go there but she told me that it was something good and that I shouldn't get too worried and for me, she was right. She said that she will never harm me at all in any way.

Before we depart for London, we decided to help the CIA cleaning crew in the mall and once we were done, we all returned back to the base called 'Fort Dix' where we were able to tell the events to Mason, Woods & Sims.....what happened in that mall. To say, Sims didn't take well the news that Adler was captured by Stitch and stormed off the briefing room of the base after hearing of them, angry & mad to those who came back alive from the mall.....and frankly, I can understand his angriness towards us, he has lost his best friend he had since Vietnam.

Woods & Mason were pretty neutral on the subject either shocked by the news & disturbed by Adler's decisions to break inside the mall without them, leading now everyone in this situation where the CIA has basically lost one of their best man on the field because of his reckless action. Zeyna & Bulldozer left the building afterwards the end of the briefing to have some fresh air as they weren't really able to have some since we have left the mall. Me & Park, we just needed some calm and peace, Woods & Mason left the room, leaving me with just Park, sitting next to me.....losing in my own thoughts.

"How're you feeling, Park ?" I started after 2 minutes of silence since the others has left and having put my head on her right shoulder, looking away in front of me as the projector was on, showing Stitch's picture.

"Uhm...." She was sort of surprised of having me ask that since she was the one who was always doing that by moving a little on her seat. "I'm good, Yiri." She finally replied, putting her arm behind my neck. "What about you ?"

"I feel lost, troubled....confused." I said in a low voice, thinking of a lot of things.....a big lot of things. "Everything except been okay."

"It's alright to feel like that." She told me, making me closer to her until I decided to get up from my seat, starting to look closely at Stitch picture from the projector.

"All my life, I was living under a lie, serving a man that just wanted death around him and I realized that too late." I affirmed, giving her a quick look before I close my eyes, clenching my left fist "Motherfucker !" I then decided to literally punch the wall where Stitch was showed, making a hole in the wall and a big noise from it. I was angry about everything that happened to me....everything. My hand was hurting me a little but no blood on it hopefully.

"Hey, calm down." Park moved from her seat to get next to me, trying to see if everything was okay on me. "Breath & calm down." She whispered to me, putting her hands on my arms to avoid me to repeat what I did.

"I just want to stop been lied to, you understand ?" I asked and she nodded to me, biting her lips, realizing my state. "I've fought for Perseus and even if I never believed in his ideas, I stayed, why ?"

"You said you wanted to protect the innocents from him." She exclaimed, making me remember a old discussion I had with her in the last weeks. "You wanted to protect your friends from him."

"Maybe but where are they now ?" I asked to myself, looking away before I moved away from Park, my hands on my waist. "I swore to protect them until the end, to make them flee Perseus by going to England." I looked back for a second at Stitch. "Before you woke me up in that car, I had a memory with him & Zasha."

"Really ?" I nodded to her.

"I promised to Zasha that I will help them to get to their brother that was gone for Oxford, we were the 3th of January 1981.....ten days before I was left for dead on that airfield." I explained, telling her my discussion I had with Zed that day....I promised them that.....Did I do it ? "I just want to know what happened in those ten days."

"Did you remember what you will have done once you would have done all of that with them?" She asked me, wondering about my choices and I couldn't remember.

"I don't know but it's sure that I will have contacted either the CIA or the MI6 about Greenlight." I replied as I didn't really remember what I would do. "For my friends, I think I would have let them live their own life while I stayed to fight Perseus." I added before I decided to go back on my seat. "Zasha Smirnov, Dedov Smirnov, Yirina Portnova...the names that are staying in my mind along with Freya." I mentioned all of their names, silently.

"I'm sure that they're still alive, Yirina." Park admitted, getting sit back next to me.

"That's the only thing I really want : knowing that if they're still alive." I repeated her words before looking at her with an slowly grinning with my lips. "And.....and I want to keep you safe, like I maybe did with them."

"You will, don't worry." She reciprocated the grin on her face, giving me a little bit of recomfort. "We will keep each other safe." She corrected herself, getting her hand on my shoulder before I moved mine on hers.

"Park....I love you....I want to be with you." I affirmed and then, I moved by myself to get on her lap as she looked at me with confusion and surprise in her eyes.

"Yiri...." She whispered in an lovely tone as we started get lost in our thoughts.....our lovely thoughts about each other.

"Let me.....let me be yours as you're mine...." I said before I moved to kiss her on the lips, holding her face with my left hand, the other posed on her shoulder as she started to move her hands too around my waist.

"I'm crazy for you, I love you too." She told me as we broke the kiss for just a few seconds and some air before we returned to it in a passionated way, staying on that chair.

"Holy shit !" Another voice was entering the room and I could see Woods himself with Mason at his side and on their faces, they were so stunned as hell by what they were looking and us.....panicking like two teenagers that has been caught making love as I got back on my seat. "I can't believe my eyes about what I just see now."

"I'm seconding that." Mason exclaimed, blinking with his eyes. "I never thought of that."

"That's not what you think !" Park tried to defend ourselves and to be honest, it wasn't doing anything except to be ridiculous in front of them. "She helped me to....." She then stopped herself in her sentence, finally realizing that she couldn't do anything about it.

"Hey, did we said that it was a bad thing ?" Woods said as he closed the door behind him, the two taking a chair with them before sitting in front of them. "How long you two were together ?" I looked at Park for a second at the same time as her and we had no choice to back down.

"3 years...." I whispered, making the boys eyes go wide at hearing that.

"By god....and you rekindled your relationship when you came back..." Mason joined his hands together, thinking while he was looking at me & Park. "There were hints about this all along and frankly, I never thought of that."

"That's why I'm always with Yiri." Park confessed as she decided to take my hands in hers, showcasing to them our love, making me smile. "We couldn't talk about it, you may have heard of the MI6 ban on this kind of relationship." She gasped.

"Yeah, we heard about it." Woods was the one to talk, crossing his arms on the chairback as he was sit backwards on it. "Yirina, how do you feel ?" He asked me.

"Well, I'm very happy to be with someone that I love so much." I affirmed before looking down. "My sexual orientation.....I'm not very public with this, you know."

"There's nothing wrong about loving someone in the same sex." Mason maintained his own opinion, leaned forwards on his chair. "It's not because that everyone is saying that it's a man and a woman that you need to follow the rules."

"Thank you, Mason." Park breathed, not even removing her hand off me.

"At least, we both know, me & Mason, that you two, you're making a perfect couple." Woods said, making me laugh silently before a arkward silence invaded the room, waiting to each other to talk......it was a bit long to be sure....

"So....I'm sure that you didn't came here to caught us doing our things." I scoffed to them, breaking the silence as no one was going to do it. They were almost going to jump from their chair at hearing someone finally talk.

"Uh....yeah !" Woods spoke up, taking a breath. "Hudson asked me to form a team to find Adler and to bring him back home." I rolled my eyes at hearing Woods saying that he will try to save Adler's stupid ass. "Yes, I know that even me will not make a move to save his asshole but we have no choice." He exclaimed, having seen me, doing that. "If we didn't have Adler, it's sure than we can all start to speak russian by now."

"MI6 is asking me to come back with Yirina to London for an briefing on the whole situation against Perseus." Park explained, finally giving me the reason of why we are going to London as she wasn't telling me why before. "So, for now, it will be without us until my director decide of my next moves." At this moment, the door of the room opened to reveal Hudson himself, staying out of the room, causing me & Park to remove our hands together.

"Park & you..." He started, pointing at me....like Adler, can't tell my fucking name....."Your private plane for London is ready, awaiting for you." After he finished, he was already out of our sight, closing back the door, leaving us inside.....thanks god, he came just for that & not to provoke me.....

"Well, we need to leave pretty quick." Park breathed before she got up from her seat, mimicking her in a second. She then offered her hand to both men. "I'll update you when we have finished." They shook hands before I moved to do the same as well with them.

"For us, we're going back soon to West-Berlin to take the rest of our equipment in the now 'old' safehouse before relocating to a new one somewhere else." Woods pronounced after he was done with shaking my hand. "They will just wait for you to come back to get your own stuff before they closed the place down."

"Finally, I started to hate the place." I scoffed making everyone laugh as I was getting my bag with me.

"Well, have a good trip in London, you two !" Mason snorted before he moved aside, allowing me & Park to leave the room, in our way to our private plane.

I was relieved to be able to leave the US now after spending more than 5 days in the country. Certainly, the New Orleans and the New Jersey were more better than the rainy grey skies of West-Berlin that I had to relive for almost a month after I came back but in here, I was feeling more....watched, been on the CIA native soil. Each time I was there, I was more looking back as a prisoner even if Park was there and I wasn't acting like one. It's just that it was very troubling to walk freely around here without been attached by a rope and tortured by the CIA.

As I was leaving the building, it was like in the mall : everyone who was an CIA agent was looking at me with wide eyes. Now, the whole CIA was aware that 'Bell' wasn't killed by Adler at Solovetsky but in a coma for 3 years in Moscow, left like that by Adler himself. With that info in mind, the only thing I need to do now is to watch my back with those guys. Even if I'm able to kill Stitch myself or even Perseus, they would still think that I'm an enemy that's need to be neutralized....give them Perseus's head on a plate, they would say that you could do better.....

We finally left the building, heading to our plane awaiting for us and nobody was there to greet us at our arrival. So, we just got inside the plane, installing ourselves, face-to-face with Park before the plan finally take off away from that base for apparently, seven hours of flight to get to London, maybe arriving at the end of the morning or near noon to the british capital. I was feeling more free, looking at seeing the US soil from the skies

"A briefing ?" I asked to Park, calling her out about our motives now.

"Yes." She started, getting herself back well in her seat, looking at me. "The director want to have a complete briefing on Perseus situation : Stone, Stitch....you get the idea...." She continued, gesturing to me with her index finger, making rounds with it.

"And they want me to come since they now know that I'm alive ?" I asked and she nodded to me. "Guess they don't want to kill me." I scoffed around, thinking about the MI6's behavior with me, very gently.

"They never think of that, Yiri." She exclaimed to me, reassuring me. "When I told them that you came back, they were more than just relieved."

"Can thank you for that, you're the one telling them of my actions with you." I guessed as I was always siding with Park back in the old days in the safehouse and by siding with her, I was with the MI6.....in a way....

"What you did with me, they were very grateful." She took my hands in her, feeling her nice touch again on me.. "Thanks to you by capturing Volkov, we were able to have a strong lead on a lot of Perseus little operations back in the day." It's been a long time that I didn't heard this name and I was wondering.

"What happened to him, by the way ?" I asked as I never thought of him....why I would have been ?....

"He's sleeping with the fish !" She replied, smirking at me, making me think about what this answer was meaning and.....

"Oh..." I whispered, realizing that Volkov was now buried deep somewhere in the sea and frankly, I was quite happy about this, remembering the type of guy he was, not a kindly one. "I think he deserve it !" I added before I started to have some chills in me, feeling cold and tired in the sudden, making me shiver and yawn at the same time.

"Someone really need a sleep." Park said as she moved to get an blanket that was just below her seat before she put it on me, covering myself. "Get some sleep, you need it for real."

"I know." I spoke in a very low voice, starting to get myself comfy in my seat, slowly closing my eyes, looking at outside the plane.

"Sleep well, Yiri." She advised me in a good way before she pull a kiss on my forehead as I was starting to finally rest in the plane for the rest of the flight.....knowning that I'm safe with her, looking at me, maybe with a big smile.

The desert of Afghanistan was pretty nice to see and it was more beautiful in the night....if we didn't count the fact that the country is at war with the communists. I was just next to a cliff, overlooking at what looks like a battlefield filled with carters, destroyed tanks and vehicles as I could see from the cliff. Behind me, hidden by large rocks were the sound of people cheering around and maybe drinking after that victory we maybe had.

I was just alone, looking away as I was checking the gun I was using : a AK-47 looking a little bit rusty on some parts, the stock not even here anymore with it. I decided to clean it from the dust & sand on it as I took a tissue to do it. It was just me, away with my thoughts until I heard some footsteps behind me.

"I said I wanted some peace." I spoke in russian, still focused on my gun and not on the person behind me.

"Even from me, love ?" The person muttered in norwegian, getting my attention to discover Freya herself, stopping to clean my gun that I put aside. "Can I ?" She pointed next to me, wanting to stay with me

"Yes, of course." I replied with a smile at her who immediately sit next to me.

"How's the shoulder ?" She asked me, fully seated with her legs crossed.

"Better." I whispered in a low voice, looking away from her as I could feel her left arm getting behind me at my waist level.

"You're sure you're okay, Yiri ?" She put her other hand on my cheek, her index finger and her annular finger, touching my cheek alongside it and removing some hair along the way. "Say something." She added as I wasn't responding at her.

"It's just that I'm preferring to have stayed with Zed back in Moscow, you know ?" I first replied, looking at her finally. "Not getting myself involved into that stupid war that Brejnev started."

"I know." She wasn't sounding so happy too to be here.

"But like always, you're doing this for Perseus, my girls !" I said, sort of mimicking Perseus himself in a bad way. "I'm not his girl and he know it."

"It's okay for you to hate him if you want." She exclaimed and I wasn't surprised by that, considering that she already knew of that. "You know that I got your back for always." She affirmed, giving me a little kiss on the cheek.

"Sometimes, I just want to think that it's just me & you and not working with Perseus." I admitted to her after her kiss to me, giving her an good look. "Have a normal life, you know."

"I see what you mean." She snorted.

"Mmhm.." I muttered as I decided to get something out of one of my pocket, revealing an silver ring with an diamond on it.

"You took your mother ring in here ?" She asked me, seeing it closely in my hand.

"I always got it near me, it's the only thing that I have left from my parents." I took a look at the ring, trying to hold back my tears from talking about my parents before I looked at her. "Give me your hand." I ordered and she complied even I could see the surprise on her face.

"What are you doing ?" She told me, removing her glove from her left hand as I put the ring at her annular finger.

"I'm not good at this but I need to ask you something...." I started before I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. "Freya....will....will you marry me ?" I was awaiting for an answer until I see a big smile on her face and then, she moved to kiss me on the lips after she looked at the ring at her hand.

"Thanks you, Yiri." She breathed, still under the weight of emotions

"I know we can't do this legally but I wanted to make the proposal to you." I admitted, knowing that the laws doesn't allow that type of marriage. "I just wanted to be an happy woman with you." I then started to move to get on her lap as she moved to allow me to be on her before we started to kiss again in full pleasure and then, I looked at her, my hands on her face.....

"Let me be yours....as you're mine !"

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sellingmysoulforbts · 5 years

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You're having second thoughts about your career choice. BTS x Reader Reaction

Genre: mild angst, fluff. College AU. Gender neutral.

Warnings: strong language, self degradation.

as requested by @erraticsoul

A/N: I just wanna say that it is okay to change your career path. You're really young when you are forced to choose what you want to do for the rest of your life and we sometimes make mistakes. The most important thing is that you are happy.

Kim Seokjin

He was there for you, every single time you needed that extra support. This madness began when you started having trouble with some of the subjects that you had to take in college. Thoughts like 'how can I become a professional if I can't solve this simple exercise?' clouded your brain. Jin came on time only to find you crying over your homework.

"Tell me, how am I supposed to do this my entire life?"

"By giving your best, like I know you do, and if that's not enough then it's probably not what you should be doing" he would answer.

Then he proceeded to tell you one of his terrible jokes about the subject your having trouble with. Like if you weren't having it with chemistry he'd go "hey, are you made of copper and tellurium? 'Cause you're CuTe" and if that didn't work, he'd always come to you with a new plate he's made in class because he definitely a culinary arts major.

Min Yoongi

He was confused, like he didn't get how you felt at all. Since he was really young he new what his goals were and started working really hard to achieve them. You, on the other hand, have thought about every single career path, none of them seemed to completely fulfill you. Like you went from wanting to be a model to a rocket scientist in the span of two months, so you knew as soon as you filled that application form to enter college, with whatever career you had landed eyes on at the moment you weren't going to stick to it. Yoongi would try so hard to help you find something you like and would like doing for the rest of your life, just like he did.

"Okay, how about being a teacher?" He suggested one time.

"But I'll have to know the subject first, so what can I teach?"

"Never mind" he said.

He would just enroll you in a bunch of classes that have nothing to do with your current major, just to see if you'd like any of it.

Wanting to become a producer was his lifelong dream, the feeling he got every time he got a step closer was something Yoongi wanted you to experience as well, so he'd never give up on you.

Jung Hoseok

He would be the one to notice and call you out on it. Hobi was a dance major, so he had practice almost every day and you'd come, even if it was late or skip classes to see him. At first he didn't think much about it, and he appreciated the effort you were putting into the relationship, but then you stopped coming like once a week or just skipping a class to have lunch together and began coming like three times a week, and he would see you around campus with friends when he knew you had class.

"Hey, I saw you today walking out of campus" he said one day, after he was done with practice and you were still there.

"Oh, really? I didn't see you, I'd have said hi. At what time did you see me?"

"While you were supposed to be in class" he answered, trying not to sound mad.

"Yeah, the professor cancelled it last minute, so I didn't really have time to tell you" you genuinely thought he was jealous because you were hanging out with boys, but he wasn't. You'd you really be here so late if you were cheating on him? No, and he knew you would never, but he was concerned.

"And has he cancelled classes all week, and last one?" He inquired.

His tone gave away he was implying that you had been skipping class for the whole month.

"No" you answered softly.

"Is everything okay?"

"No" you answered again. He took your hands as a way to show you his support. "Why?" "I just don't feel happy anymore, like when I first got in I was so sure this was what I wanted and now I find it hard and I'm really stressed. I've been looking for other career options and I might change majors so I guess I lost interest and just stopped making an effort to pass" you shrugged, he kissed your hands.

"It's okay. We're still very young and I want you to do something that makes you happy"

Kim Namjoon

You. Felt. Dumb. You were having such a hard time in some classes, and not understanding anything your teacher said. At first you just worked a little harder and visited your professor to ask some questions, but seeing your classmates getting good grades or putting a minimum effort to understand, made you feel out of place and dumb, like actually stupid. Namjoon was an extremely intelligent human being, and that's no secret. He was an English major, and an outstanding student.

He was going to surprise you, you had been busy all week with schoolwork and he knew how hard you worked so he gave you your space, but it was Friday and he missed you like crazy. He didn't expect, when he walked into your apartment, to see you crying over your homework. Like actually balling your eyes out. Your brain was so chemically imbalanced at the moment that you barely felt arms wrapping around your sobbing form.

He managed to calm you down a little bit, and finally asked what's wrong.

"I can't do it Namjoon, I actually am incapable of doing it. I'm just a stupid piece of shit who can't even solve her homework. Why am I even trying at this point? I'm going to fail because my brain does not have the capacity to understand this subject" you basically yelled out and broke down crying again. He was so pained to see you like that and hearing that horrible things from your mouth broke his heart.

"Shh, don't say that baby, you are not dumb" "of course you'd say that, mister my IQ is 148, I only get As with minimum effort. I've being working on this thing for a week. A WEEK, and I can't do it. My teacher is sick of me for going every single day to ask him something." You were getting angry at this point, not with him but with yourself. Maybe throw in your parents as well for making you this way, but not at him, never at him, even though your words proved otherwise.

"Baby, look at me." He said. You shook your head embarrassed at your attitude.

He squatted right in front of you and took your face in his hands, dried your tears and smiled.

"You are not dumb, not because you have to work a little harder does it mean you're less capable of doing something. Besides, you're so far from stupid. When I look at you I see a wonderful human being, smart and kind, and that's what I love about you. Your perspective on the world, and your unique way of understanding things." He told with a sincere voice and that made you smile a little. "Also, I do put effort into my work but I like what I do so much that I doesn't feel like it, now tell me, do you like what you're doing?" He asked. " I don't know anymore" "okay how about this? Let's take a break right now, we go grab something to eat, we get back, cuddle, watch a movie. Just relax and not think about college for a while. And we can discuss this in the morning with a fresh mind."

Park Jimin

He was mostly sad, you didn't choose this for yourself, it was your parents dream. He would just try and comfort you, by hugging you and whispering words of encouragement. You were sad, angry and scared. You couldn't do what you wanted because your parents didn't support you but you also didn't want to disappoint them.

"I'm so sick of this Jimin, I don't think I can keep doing this." You said one day, you had to study for your upcoming tests but finding motivation was hard.

He couldn't fully comprehend your dilemma, his parents were super supportive.

"I know baby, but the semester is almost over."

"And then comes the next, and one after that, and on and on, not to mention the years ahead of me of working in this" you wanted to cry, just let out your frustration.

"Hey, how about, you start taking classes for what you really want, until you build up the courage to talk to them." He suggested. "I don't know I'm so scared." Your voice broke a little. His caring instincts kicking in immediately, so he hugged you. "It okay, I'm sure what they want is for you to be happy and have a safe future financially, that's why you're here, but you can prove to them that you'll succeed doing whatever you want, and I'm here to support you every step of the way. I believe in you, and besides I'm quite thankful to your parents for picking that for you or we might have never met."

"You're right" and with him by your side you had the motivation you needed.

Kim Taehyung

It was hard, Tae, your boyfriend, always seemed to have more free time, and enjoy his college experience way more than you did. He was one of the few things you were grateful for, during your time in college. The little study dates you had were like the only way to get you to open a book, and they were a 2x1 deal for him. Taehyung was an art history student and it required to read a lot so he could do his school work and spend time with you. You weren't irresponsible or anything but you started to wonder if you chose your career right, because the lack of motivation was really dragging you down. You were in the coffee shop you usually went with Taehyung to study just contemplating how you wanted your life to look in ten years, when he came.

"Hey" he said. "Hi" you answered still a little distraught. "Did you order?" You nodded in response. "Is everything o-" he started but you soon interrupted him "how did you know what you wanted to study?" "well my school took us to a museum for a school trip once, and I was fascinated by the art, but also intrigued as to what led the painters to do such masterpieces and I guess I got hooked on that. Why?" "I'm just not sure with what I'm doing,I never had a revelation moment so I just went with what sounded the least unpleasant at the moment" "Well how about we finish here and we can go find some counselling for you?" "You think I should change majors?" "Baby, when was the last time you felt happy and satisfied with your work and what you learned?" He asked and you grew quiet at that. "Exactly. What you do for the rest of your life has to be something that you enjoy and you're clearly not enjoying this." So you did just that, found help to discover what makes you happy.

Jeon Jungkook

I mean he would be kinda disappointed that you didn't told him first thing and that he had to discover it for himself. You were thinking and rethinking if you had made the right choice, so you turned yourself into a little help from the internet, trying thing from quizzes all the way to astrological birth charts, of course when he wasn't around.

As you were spending the weekend together doing homework and watching movies, he stumbled upon a word he didn't quite know the meaning of. He was studying animation, and taking classes for film production, but he was trying to do some homework for an English class.

"Babe, can I use your phone real quick? Mine ran out of battery" he asked. "Sure, what for?" "I just want to Google this word" he said and have you that bunny smile, you handed him the phone unblocked, not worrying in the slightest. He got it,and quickly clicked on the navigator, as he was about to type he peeked at your search history, things like 'how to choose your major', 'how do I know if I made the right decision','best careers based on your zodiac sign' that last one made him chuckle but he was generally preoccupied, because something was definitely wrong. He made a mental note to talk to you about it. Jungkook quickly made the research and completed his task. He then approached you, to give it back to you. You were just in the couch reading something, as he handed you the phone with a smile you sensed something off. "So, what's the best career for a virgo?" He wondered. It took a minute for it to click. "Kook…" you trailed of, not sure as to what to say. He sat down next to you. "Why wouldn't you tell me?" "I just- I was.. am so confused. I believe I chose what I did for a reason but now I'm not so sure and it been going on for a while. I guess I didn't want to bother you with stupid problems like that." You told him. He just shook his head. "That's why I am your boyfriend, so you can come to me with whatever is bothering you and we can fix it together cause we're a team, and it works the other way around too." "You're right, sorry" "It's okay, but promise me you will from now on" " I will, I promise" you smiled at him and he answered back "now that that's out of the way, let's find your perfect major" and with a kiss on your cheek, you then proceed to go through a lot of lists and quizzes a lot of websites suggested, together.

a/n: I’m so sorry this took so long but the scenario really hit home and I got distracted, anyways i hope you enjoy it and like it.

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