#love how this is already my highlight of the week ooooh my god I have tears in my eyes
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therapy feels so pointless when they post shit like this right afterwards
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Glimpses: Part 6 (Kathryn Hahn x Fem!Reader)
Part 1 // previous chapter <<< >>> next chapter
Summary: The Garden
Word Count: 2.5k
A/N: Hello there and sorry for the long wait! I wanted to move even further in the story but since this part already has 2.5k, I felt like it would be okay for me to end it here and continue with a new one tomorrow (that I plan to post within the next 2 days). It’s 2.40am, so, as always, if you find any mistakes - keep them :)
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You stare at you screen, mouth gasping wide open. Other than breathing, you don’t feel like you are capable of doing anything at all. Your phone shuts off again and you see yourself in the reflection of the now black screen, a look of disbelief plastered all across your face.
You look at the picture again and admire the breakfast contents for a short while before laying the phone aside to think of a proper response. People always say that you are supposed to wait for a little while, stay mysterious, seem unavailable. But thats just not who you are. She is thinking about you.
Just last week you had read an article about this phenomena and it being a new, additional love language. „This made me think of you“ is apparently the new way of telling someone you like them. Just as that thought crosses your head, you remember Alex is probably still on her phone right now and you should hit her with the news and figure out a good response together. She picks up the call immediately.
“Sweetheart!“ She greets you with a beaming smile, as always. “What’s up?“
“She texted.“ You say and wait for her response.
“Who?“, god, you can’t with this girl sometimes. Why is she so slow?
“KATHRYN. She finally texted me!“ You exclaim in excitement, a little too loud.
Alex looks at you with wide eyes, frowning, as she scrunches up her nose trying to comprehend what you just said. “Oh… Ooooh. OH.“
“Exactly…“, you say and smile about her antics. “What are we gonna do now? You gotta tell me because I certainly don’t know!!“
Alex shakes her head. “Well, first of all, you gotta let me know what exactly she said in her message?“
She was right, you totally forgot, putting her on hold, you take a screenshot and shoot it her way. “It’s actually nothing special but somehow it’s very cute at the same time and I really need us to find the BEST response to that.“
The next few minutes consist of Alex pitching short puns to you, cute phrases and just simple acknowledgements, but nothing seems to fit. Especially since you yourself haven’t decided yet if you wanna start of flirty or not. You end up choosing the safest option and type „This looks beautiful! Hope you enjoy! xx Y/N.“ as a response. You aren’t quite please with it but, at the same time, you don’t wanna rush into things as long as you don’t know what was happening.
For a few minutes, you talk to Alex and ask her about her day and all, until she has to pick up dinner for her people - it’s Thursday after all and Thursday nights are family nights. She hits you with a “Go get her, tiger!“ and laughs at your face before she hangs up the phone.
Not expecting a reply from Kathryn anytime soon, you toss your phone on the sheets and lie down on your back to look at the ceiling that is plastered in those fluorescent stick on glow stars - a childhood sin. Just as you are about to close your eyes, the phone lights up again.
“Thanks :-) Sorry I didn't get back to you sooner. Lot’s of work related stress. You wanna come over and have a glass of wine in my garden on Saturday.“
Saturday… What was Saturday? You know very well Kathryn has an event going on this Saturday, but maybe you were just wrong. Excited you shoot her a quick response, letting her know it’s all fine and that, of course, you would like to see her again.
Unsure if it is a date or a casual hang out, you decide to already start planning an outfit in your head - just in case it is a date after all - as you walk downstairs to join your mom for lunch.
Saturday morning went by way too slowly as you sort through the possible outfits you came up with. You had yelled at Alex right after having lunch with your mom and the both of you shot outfit ideas back and forth all Friday before you sat down and watched The Goonies with your mom. It’s one of your comfort movies and you were really glad your mom chose it because that meant you didn’t have to concentrate on something new.
She still doesn’t know about the „you and Kathryn“, but not because you don’t trust her enough or anything. No, simply because you don’t know what exactly is happening - so why worry her? The whole situation is weird to talk about with Alex, why would you make it worse by including your mom.
Still, you decided to not lie to her and actually told her that you’ve recently met someone new and you are spending at least Saturday with her. It felt only fair to let her know. Your mother was smart enough not to ask any further questions, though. Maybe she realized that it was still a touchy topic for you - who knows.
You finally decide on what to wear and put on your favorite summer dress. It’s black, flow-y and has sun flowers all over. You don’t really know how long you’ll stay, so you pick out the blazer Kathryn loved last weekend, as well. Sighting, you find your way to the bathroom where you loosely tame your hair and put on some light make up. Just like last time you’re going for casual but not too casual. You look at yourself and smile. This dress really does make you feel beautiful!
A notification chimes through the room - it’s Alex reminding you that it’s about time to go outside so Kathryn’s driver can pick you up. You really didn’t want to have him drive you, but she insisted and since you were invited over for wine anyway, it really didn’t make any sense to take your car in the first place - especially since you’ll have to get home somehow, preferably tonight.
The driver is already there as you leave the house after kissing your mom on the cheek as you passed her on your way through he kitchen. “Good Afternoon, Miss Y/LN“, he greets you politely, as you take a seat in the back of the car.
The ride isn’t too long and you swore to yourself you would pay attention where you were going but the nervousness took over and so you’re spending the time on your phone, texting Alex and making sure your make up is okay and your hair is nicely framing your face.
Kathryn’s driver looks at you through the rear mirror: “Your first time over at Kathryn’s, hm?“
You look up and your eyes meet for a short second as you nod. “Don’t be intimidated by her. She is the nicest person I’ve ever worked for. You’re gonna love her.“
If only he knew. It actually makes you feel better, though. You don’t want to admit it, but you are very much intimidated by Kathryn and can’t wait for the first nervousness to wash down once again.
As you drive up to the house, it looks exactly like what you expected it to look like, while, at the same time, it looks completely different. She lives in the Hollywood Hills, but not where all the famous pop stars live. Her house is surrounded by plants. It looks calm, secure even and not at all like an actress lives in it. The yellow walls are welcoming and warm and the lack of modern architecture is balm for your soul.
The driver offers to open the door for you but you decline and, right as you step out of the car, the front door opens. Kathryn looks at you with the happiest face and opens her arms video to wrap you up in a big hug. “Y/N! I’m so glad you made it! Welcome!“
She looks at her driver. “Thank you for bringing her, Peter! I’ll see you later. Agnes will let you know when we have to leave, please take some time to yourself until then.“ Peter nods and starts the engine.
You look at Kathryn. Her eyelashes are highlighted by the slightest hint of mascara while the rest of her face appears to be completely natural. She is so beautiful. You’re close enough to her to be able to tell she is indeed not wearing any make up. Her hair is halfway up, flowing over her shoulders, and she is wearing a beautiful orange blouse, similar to one she had worn in one of her shows before, combined with blue jeans.
Even as you turn around, her lips don't lose their smile and she puts a hand on your lower back as she leads you into the house. You enter a long hallways that leads straight into a beautiful garden, much bigger than what you had expected. In one corner, there is a seating arrangement consisting of a seemingly quite comfortable corner couch and a wooden table. The rest of the garden is open and full of bushes and trees and you can’t even tell where it ends.
A wine bottle in an ice bucket is already waiting for you, accompanied by two glasses, one on each side of the couch. “I like your dress, Y/N.“ Your breath hitches since a compliment was the last thing you would’ve expected.
“Thank you!“, you say with a bright smile, as you blush slightly which doesn’t go unnoticed by her.
She winks at you, “Always, hon.“
Right as you are seated and she gets comfortable on the couch after filling your glasses, the door to the garden opens and a woman with long red hair dressed in all black, who is wearing a headset as she is holding a clipboard, walks towards the table. Her hair, loosely braided and tossed over one shoulder, is decorated by a pair of big sunglasses that are sitting on top of her head. She looks stressed as she looks up from her clipboard.
“Kathryn! I am sorry to interrupt, but I just need to let you know stylists are gonna be here in maximum three hours. You have to eat something before that.” Looking at the wine on the table, she adds: “Do you want me to order pizza or anything for you guys?“
You look back and forth between the two of them as you are trying to figure out who that woman is and what exactly they are talking about. Kathryn nods to every word that’s being said, completely focused on the woman. “Yes, Agnes, you’re right. Thank you. Please order the usual, we will share.“
She shoots you a smile. “You trust me?“ You nod eagerly, and you mean it, even though you are quite picky when it comes to food. Agnes looks at you and back to Kathryn before excusing herself with a polite smile. “Three hours, Kathryn, MAX.“
“Oh SHUSH.“, Kathryn laughs wholeheartedly as she picks up her glass of wine, prompting you to pick up yours as well. “Let me say something: I am very glad you accepted today’s invitation and I am sorry it’s gonna be stressful, but I’m sure it’ll be worth it and you’ll have a great time.“
You look at her confused. “Great… time?“ Obviously you would be having a great time while hanging with Kathryn, but the way she phrases it sounds like something other than sitting in the garden is happening.
“Did I… not tell you?“ Kathryn sets down her drink and scans you with worried eyes.
Your stomach drops for a moment as you shake your head slowly. “Oh silly me! Listen, I have been so busy ever since we’ve met. I got cast for a new movie had to meet with different producers all week and then they told me to attend the awards this weekend, which I thought were only held digitally and I must have totally forgotten to let you know that that was a thing. Agnes and Jennifer do a really good job at organizing things for me, but sometimes“, she taps her head, “this old friend is not doing it anymore.“
She looks really sorry and you have to admit you are very stressed right now and actually you feel like you might panic any moment, but just as you are about to worry too much, she places a hand on your forearm. “I would very much enjoy just spending three hours with you while I enjoy what was supposed to be my day off, but I would also like to take you to these MTV movie awards with me tonight, I you want to tag along.“
You are flashed by the offer and immediately want to say yes, but remember what you are wearing. “But… Kathryn.. I can’t go looking like THIS.“ She looks you up and down, her hand still placed on your arm, and you just know she wants to tell you again that you are beautiful, you can see it in her eyes, in the way she smiles at you. She doesn’t though and that makes you doubt that this could ever be more than just a hangout.
Your thoughts are immediately washed away, as a warm smile is playing around her lips. “Don’t worry about that, dear. After you told me that you are in the middle of your studies and you live alone with your mom, I figured fancy evening wear might not be something that you have currently lying around just like that. So.. we figured something out for you as well.“
She moves her hand over your arm and takes your hand in hers. “You don’t have to come, though, if you don’t feel like it. Don’t worry! I didn’t buy anything. I borrowed them from one of those fancy shops.“ - she didn’t. But you don’t need to know that.
Even though the thought of attending an event like that gives you anxiety, you already know what you want to do and softly squeeze her hand as you nod while a small smile creeps onto your face. “I would love to, Kathryn! Thank you for inviting me.“
It’s time to let go of her hand, but she doesn’t seem like she wants the connection to stop just yet, so, obviously, you don’t end it, either. Instead, you lock eyes with her and stay in position for as long as she allows you to. You don’t know how much time has passed until you catch yourself as your eyes dart down to her lips after she sticked her tongue out for a split second to moisten them.
For a short moment, you feel like Kathryn is getting nervous but this can’t be, can it? To loosen the tension that has built up, you laugh and let go of her hand to grab your drink again. “Let’s raise these glasses to a great night, shall we?“
She joins in and locks eyes with you once again, a sheepish grin on her face, while she slightly raises one of her eyebrows. “Well… I’m certainly glad you’re here with me tonight.“
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First Love / Late Spring Pt. 2
Kuroo Tetsuro x Reader
Series Summary: Reader was once a nationally recognized volleyball player until an injury she suffered her last year of high school. She and Kuroo knew each other vaguely through a mutual friend but lost contact after her injury. Now they attend the same University in Tokyo and are beginning to reconnect.
Chapter Summary: Kuroo and (Y/n) find something they have in common. Kuroo attends his first college party.
Word Count: 3263
Author’s Note: Here’s chapter 2! Thanks so much for reading and leaving messages, it means a lot to get positive feedback from everyone! Ps. I swear I don’t hate Bokuto, I just love drama.
It was only 4 and Kuroo was already exhausted.
He had mentally prepared himself enough energy to get through all his classes for the day, but not to run into (Y/n).
His day peaked when he got her number, now it was all downhill.
Or so he thought.
“This seat taken?”
Kuroo looked up at the owner of the voice, smirking when he realized it was (Y/n).
“First and last class of the day together, huh?” he mused, making room for her to sit beside him.
“Guess so, we have any other gen-eds together?” she asked, flopping onto the empty chair.
Kuroo pulled his planner out of his messenger bag, flipping it open to the page containing his class schedule. Despite what others would think, Kuroo was a very organized person.
(Y/n) leaned closer, tracing her finger over the multiple classes, times and locations. “Looks like we have another two together tomorrow.”
“Stalkerrrr~” Kuroo sang, earning a pinch to his arm.
“You wish.” (Y/n) countered.
“Maybe so.”
Shit. Was that out loud?
Thankfully (Y/n) laughed rather than pepper-spraying him and running away.
“Guess I didn’t need to sharpie my phone number onto your hand then...” she trailed off, clearly embarrassed.
“Your handwriting is nice enough. I figured it was an excuse to hold my very soft, very warm hand,” he shrugged.
“I already had your jacket,” (Y/n) smiled, “Why would I need any other sources of warmth?”
Kuroo tilted his head at her, flashing her another smirk, “Loneliness.”
Before she could reply, their professor entered the room and began the lecture.
At least he was being his usual brand of cool and collected rather than tripping all over himself like some sap.
The two exchanged a couple notes here and there, mostly joking about the professor and the typos they spotted in the syllabus.
Kuroo had to stifle his laughter when (Y/n) highlighted and underlined a section of the syllabus saying there would be no note passing in class. Every time Kuroo would write a new note, she would shoot him a playful glare while pointing at the section.
5:15 finally rolled around and the two darted out of the classroom like bats out of hell.
“God, he talked so slow.” Kuroo groaned.
“He’s an old man,” (Y/n) said, defending the professor, “But also, I know I’m gonna fall asleep in that class sometime this semester.”
Kuroo chuckled and adjusted his messenger bag as they left the building.
The rain had stopped hours ago, shifting into a light mist.
“So what building are you in now?”
“Oh, that was actually my last class of the day, I was just going to head home.” (Y/n) said. She made a move to unzip the jacket, but Kuroo lightly flicked her hand away.
“I’m done for the day too, how about I walk you home?” Too wholesome. “You can continue stealing my jacket until we get there.” Better.
(Y/n) smiled and looked down at her feet, trying to avoid small puddles along the sidewalk. “As long as it’s not too much trouble for you...”
“I can always use the exercise,” he said, “just lead the way.”
As the two walked through campus, they continued talking about their classes and first impressions on their new classmates, as well as what was going on with old classmates.
Kuroo was in the middle of telling (Y/n) about how Kenma was at a different university in Tokyo when (Y/n) almost fell forward.
“Is this man kidnapping you?!” Bokuto yelled, hugging (Y/n) from behind and causing her to lose her balance.
Kuroo chuckled awkwardly as (Y/n) wrestled to get Bokuto off of her. A couple students passing by looked on, slightly concerned.
“God, you’re such a spaz! Stop!” She squealed, regaining her balance once Bokuto released her.
“Kuroo’s here too!” Bokuto announced to himself, “It’s really a small world after all!”
“Sure is, buddy...” Kuroo said, allowing Bokuto to give him a quick hug.
“Where are you two headed?” he asked, pulling out of the hug and glancing between the two.
“I was actually just walking (Y/n) home.” Kuroo admitted, watching (Y/n) shift around in place through the corner of his eye.
“Ooooh, I’ll join you! What kind of bestie would I be if I didn’t accompany you two!” Bokuto latched onto (Y/n)’s arm in the blink of an eye, taking hold of her hand and lacing his fingers with hers.
Kuroo opted to remain on the opposite side of (Y/n) for the rest of their walk. If he were on the other side, Bokuto would be sandwiched between the two of them, making Kuroo feel even more awkward.
About halfway through the walk, Kuroo began to recognize the route they were taking to (Y/n)’s apartment. Once they stopped on front of the building, Kuroo felt his stomach do a backflip.
“This is me!” (Y/n) said, motioning to the large complex.
“I guess that means it’s just me and Kuroo now.” Bokuto said, turning towards Kuroo.
“Actually, this is my building too...” Kuroo trailed off, looking from the floor he lived on to (Y/n).
“No way! That’s so crazy!” Bokuto laughed.
(Y/n) smiled before giving Bokuto a quick hug. “I’ll see you tomorrow then!”
“See you tomorrow! Bye Kuroo!” Bokuto allowed (Y/n) to pull out of the hug before waving goodbye to the two and walking off.
They didn’t speak until they entered the complex
“So... you two are still close, huh?” Kuroo asked, following (Y/n) to the elevator.
She nodded, sighing softly as she pressed the elevator button. “Yeah... he was really great when I got injured and all. That’s not really the kind of friend you let go of...”
Kuroo could sense a somber tone to her voice but didn’t want to pry for any details that would be too personal.
Before he was even given the opportunity, the two reached for the same floor button, looking at each other in disbelief once they had pressed it.
“There’s no way we live on the same floor and haven’t seen each other by now...” (Y/n) said, shaking her head.
“When did you move in? I got in about 2 weeks ago.”
“A month ago...” (Y/n) replied.
Once they reached their floor, they walked in the same direction down the hall, stopping at their doors... right beside each other.
Kuroo couldn’t help but laugh at the situation, it was all too bizarre and convenient, like they were living out some drama on tv.
“It really is a small world, huh?” Kuroo snickered.
(Y/n) rolled her eyes at him, unlocking her door and propping it open with her foot. “Lemme put my stuff down so I can give you back your jacket.”
“No no, maybe you should hold onto it.” Kuroo smiled, leaning against his own door. “It suits you...”
The slight tint to (Y/n)’s cheeks made Kuroo smirk and watching her begin to fidget with one of the long sleeves was the cherry on top of the interaction.
“Thank you... you’re really working to get that party invite huh?”
“Maybe so,” he chuckled, “better than just sitting next-door and listening to it.”
“I’ll text you then... See you tomorrow, Kuroo.”
Kuroo watched her retreat into her apartment before entering his own. He went from hardly ever speaking to her to suddenly being her neighbor WITH 4 classes together. AND an invitation to her next party... whenever that would be.
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(Y/n)’s party came sooner than expected. After the first week of classes to be exact.
The text she had sent to Kuroo claimed it was to celebrate their first week of “the rest of their lives.”
It sounded cheesy, but it was an excuse to drink.
-Is there a theme?
(Y/n) gave Kuroo a deadpan look after reading the note he had scribbled on her journal before writing back.
-It’s not Halloween or Valentine’s Day...so no
-Tsk Tsk every good party has a theme
-The theme is don't get hungover
Kuroo snickered quietly, lightly nudging (Y/n)’s elbow with his own.
Once class was dismissed, the two began packing their bags.
“Are you going to need any help setting up?” he asked, slinging his messenger bag over his shoulder.
“I think I got it, I got the drinks, I’m gonna order us pizza, and my flat is pretty much all clean. I just need to get my homework done before it starts.”
Kuroo huffed under his breath something about homework being for after the party and during the hangovers.
(Y/n) rolled her eyes playfully, lightly taking hold of the sleeve of Kuroo’s flannel and leading him out of the building.
“If you really wanna help you can come over and help me out with the short essay we just got assigned.” she offered.
“You always brag about how great you are at writing essays, yet here you are! Asking for my help,” he scoffed.
“Hey, I’m only offering since you’re obviously dyyyying for my attention.”
Well, she had him there.
Kuroo masked his embarrassment with another scoff. “Well I’d rather be helping a pretty girl prepare for her party than sit alone in my apartment, WAITING for the pretty girl’s party... but I guess I can settle for helping you with your essay.”
“You sound like Bokuto,” she grumbled, “I can barely handle one of him as it is.”
Kuroo raised an eyebrow at her, “I sound like him because we both think you’re pretty?”
“No, you’re both difficult...” (Y/n) sighed, adjusting her bag. “And I don't think he thinks I’m pretty.”
Kuroo scoffed, combing his fingers through his hair. “He looks like he’s smitten every time he’s around you...”
Kuroo wasn’t sure if he had hit a sore spot or not. He figured he would have to bring up the elephant in the room at some point.
“Men... are unreadable.” was (Y/n)’s only reply.
“Some women like a man who is mysterious.” He smirked down at her, wiggling his eyebrows slightly and earning a giggle from her.
“Mystery is hot and all, but sometimes you need someone straightforward... we’ve been kinda dancing around each other since I moved to Japan with my dad... A game of cat and mouse is fun, but... sometimes the cat AND the mouse just need a break-”
Kuroo suddenly pulled (Y/n)’s body against his. Once her head made contact with his chest, she realized she was about to walk into the middle of the road as traffic whizzed past them.
(Y/n) slowly looked up at him, and it took all of Kuroo’s will power not to look back at her. Instead he watched the traffic until the pedestrian walk sign flashed on.
He reluctantly released his grip on her, finally taking the chance to meet her gaze. (Y/n) gave him a small, grateful smile.
She then took hold of his flannel sleeve and continued walking with him, chatting the whole way home.
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Kuroo wasn’t sure why (Y/n) felt the need to change after they finished their work, he sure wasn’t going to. Now that he thought of it, maybe the party was supposed to be nicer than he thought. He looked down at himself; his jeans were nice enough, the flannel was new, and he couldn’t do much about the black t-shirt he was wearing underneath.
Maybe he was overthinking things. Maybe he should brush his hair. Why is this woman making me question my fashion?!
All she changed into was a t-shirt and a skirt, nothing too fancy. Though her thigh high socks did give off a classy/sexy vibe that Kuroo was feeling.
Guests began arriving, making the apartment more and more noisy. (Y/n) said it would only be a small crowd of close friends, but apparently those close friends invited their close friends.
The only person Kuroo thought to invite was Kenma, and even then, that was one person who did enough speaking for half a person.
(Y/n) was off, being a good host, while Kuroo was left to his own devices. Despite the number of women at the party who approached him, trying to get his attention, he would say something along the lines of ‘looking for (Y/n)’ and that would send them on their way.
He eventually took a seat beside Kenma on the couch, taking the drink Kenma had been watching for him and chugging it down.
He grimaced and set the empty cup aside.
“Why did you offer to help finish off her vodka when you know you’re not a fan?” Kenma sighed, keeping his eyes on the movie (Y/n) had put on for ‘background noise.’
“Because, she looked very distraught when she told me how her mom sent it over but she could never get through it.” Kuroo replied, looking around the crowd.
“Just take it easy and drink water. That looks enough like vodka.” was Kenma’s simple suggestion. “Or maybe you should just grin and bear it.”
“Why do you say that?” Kuroo asked, turning to look at his friend.
“Well,” he pointed into the crowd, “your girlfriend is dancing over there. And we all know you don’t dance... willingly. So, you should get over there before she fades into the crowd again.”
Kuroo rubbed a hand over his face, feeling a small sense of dread flood his brain. He took the drink Kenma had been nursing, took a swig, then handed it back to him before getting up and maneuvering through the crowd.
He tapped her shoulder, narrowly dodging her body as she whipped around to face him.
“You’ve been looking for me?” she asked, leaning towards him slightly and resting her hands on his forearms.
He looked at her, clearly confused.
She smiled, pulling him closer, “Like 10 different people told me you were trying to find me.”
Fuck. Of course.
“I just wanted to make sure we didn’t have any party crashers...?” He fibbed, keeping his feet planted firmly on the floor as (Y/n) attempted pulling him into the small group of dancers.
“Oh, I don’t know some of them yeah, but... whatever keeps you occupied right?”
She sounded unsure of herself. What little glances Kuroo caught of her throughout the night was when she was double checking her bedroom door was locked.
“Why don’t you dance with me?” she whined, swinging his arms slightly.
“O-oh, I’m not really a dancer. I prefer to watch.” He coughed.
“I’ll show you then,” she insisted.
Thankfully, her dancing wasn’t anything really provocative. It was a little all over the place, full of spins and twirls, something fun that Kuroo didn’t really have to try too hard with. The best part was getting to pull (Y/n) flush against him after each twirl. The way she’d laugh and place her hands on his chest was intoxicating.
The moment was cut short as (Y/n) pulled her phone out of her skirt pocket. She apologized to Kuroo before leaving to answer the door.
Kuroo returned to the couch beside Kenma, watching as (Y/n) let Akaashi in. He said something to her that made her expression turn sour. She quickly put on a happy face before hugging him and ushering him into the apartment.
Akaashi, like anyone else, joined the few people he knew and accompanied Kuroo and Kenma on the couch.
Their greetings were short, as Kuroo was eager to know what he had said to (Y/n).
“Just that Bokuto was sad he couldn’t make it... Something came up.” Akaashi said, shaking his head slightly as he glanced around at the drink selection on the nearby table.
Kuroo stared off in the direction he last saw (Y/n), chewing on his lip as he thought of what he could say to bring her mood back up.
“She’s in her room. Go.” Kenma ordered, narrowing his eyes at Kuroo.
“I can’t just barge in there and-”
“Yes, you can. I’m sick of that dumb, kicked puppy look you have on your face right now. So get in there and say something sappy before I throw you in there myself.”
Kenma was hardly ever so forward about his frustrations with Kuroo. Even on Nekoma’s team he tended to keep grievances to himself unless he was pushed into doing otherwise.
Kuroo gulped before getting off the couch and rushing to the bedroom. The door was left slightly ajar, allowing Kuroo to hear (Y/n) on the other side.
She was either talking on the phone or in a one-sided argument. Either way, she was upset. Despite the loud music, she kept her voice low for fear of someone overhearing her.
“It’s either we don’t see enough of each other or we see each other too often. What do you want from me... Then you send Akaashi to give me the bad news instead of just texting me or calling me...”
She sighed deeply, hugging herself with her free arm.
“You always say that... you always say the timing is bad. Then you act like everything is fine, like we’re still teenagers making out under the bleachers...”
(Y/n) suddenly picked up her head, the hand holding her phone shaking slightly.
“Well don’t let me stop you from having a good time. Just don’t try calling me when you’re done.”
Kuroo watched the phone get tossed onto the dresser adjacent to the bed. He could hear a loud thump as (Y/n) flopped onto her bed.
He waited a moment before knocking on the door. It took (Y/n) a moment to respond and give him permission to enter.
He peeked inside first, waiting for her to motion fo him to come closer.
Sitting at the edge of her bed, he gently brushed his knuckles over her shoulder, frowning as she practically ignored his touch.
“Everything okay...?”
(Y/n) quickly nodded her head, sniffling softly.
“Are you sure...?”
(Y/n) paused before shaking her head.
“Do you want to be alone-”
“No.” She quickly interjected. She bit her lip, slowly taking Kuroo’s hand off her shoulder and holding it in hers. “I just... I want the strangers out of my flat.”
Kuroo nodded, “I can ask them to leave in a bit... how about we get you some pizza?”
She shook her head once more, “I don’t want pizza... I want the biggest bowl of ramen I could get my hands on...”
He slowly smiled, scooting closer to her and giving her hand a small squeeze.
“I don’t know about the biggest bowl you can get your hands on, but there's a ramen shop close by that’s open late... It can just be us two, or we invite the few people here we know and go in a group... Anything you want.”
(Y/n) rested her head on Kuroo’s shoulder, seeming to relax against him. “That sounds perfect... Especially since I haven’t seen Akaashi in so long...”
It wouldn’t be just the two of them, but the first step to spending time alone with someone was spending time with them in a group setting. Yeah, that was comforting.
“We should go clear out the vagrants then.” he snickered, making a move to get off the bed.
(Y/n) gripped him tighter, lightly pulling him back onto the bed. “Can we stay here just a little longer?”
He silently nodded his head, giving her a comforting smile as he wrapped an arm around her and pulled her closer.
Kuroo had no idea what Bokuto had said to her over the phone, but whatever it was left her in this rough state. He could talk to her about it once they returned from dinner, for now all he could do was ground her and hold her close.
#First Love Late Spring Series#Haikyuu!!#Haikyuu imagines#Haikyuu x reader#kuroo tetsurou#kuroo tetsurō#Kuroo Tetsurō x Reader#kuroo tetsuro x reader
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Lost Ourselves in the Bright Lights
Hello hello hello! About a month ago, a LOVELY anon gave me a multitude of prompts. One of which was “Virgil and Logan are at a concert. Virgil cause he loves the band and Logan because he brought his brother (Patton or Roman) and at first Logan Hates the whole thing but then he sees Virgil and Virgil is singing along and he thinks virgils beautiful and that’s how they meet”.
Here’s to you, Prompt Anon. <3
Warnings: some swearing, some sexual innuendos/suggestiveness, but nothing anywhere near explicit.
Pairing(s): analogical, logince as brothers, patton is logan and roman’s dad. very brief virgil and remy as friends.
Word Count: 3701 (a Big boy)
Tag List: @ren-allen @ilovemygaydad @ccecode @emo-sanders-sides-loving-unicorn @bloodropsblog @funsizedgremlin @raygelkitty @roxyfox23 @thomasthesandersengine
"I understand that you want to go, Roman, but what does this have to do with me?"
"Because, Logan, dad says I can only go if you come with me 'to keep me out of trouble,’" Roman begged.
Logan sighed. "That's not fair to either of us. Aside from the fact that we graduate high school next month and are capable of keeping ourselves safe, now I must choose to either suffer through an evening of mediocre music played far too loudly to be safe or prevent you from seeing your favorite band."
"That's what I told dad, but he wouldn't budge! Please, Lo? I'll do your chores for the next two weeks if you come with me."
"Okay, I will. Don't expect me to have fun, though."
"I have a feeling you're gonna have a better time than you think, little brother."
"How many times do I have to tell you? Not only are we twins, but I am taller than you!" Patton stood in the doorway with a soft smile, listening to his sons bicker. He knew full well that Roman would have been just fine at the concert by himself, but something told him Logan should go with his brother, and all of the best things in Patton's life had started with that same feeling.
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"Why is it already so loud?" Logan complained.
"It's called hype, calculator watch!"
"It is obnoxious. Enjoy the concert; I'll be at that table. Come find me when it's over."
"God, you're such a nerd. Did you even listen to the playlist I sent you, so you knew what to expect tonight?"
"Are you referring to the playlist entitled 'Mayday Parade Owns My Sad Gay Ass'? If so, no. All of this genre sounds alike, and the name itself is absurd, bordering on oxymoronic."
"You're absurd and bordering on oxymoronic!" Roman cried.
"I'm certain you don't know what that word means. Regardless, you're wasting your time here with me; it appears that what is colloquially known as the 'mosh pit' is filling up, and I know how much you wanted to be there."
"Good looking out, Lo! Mayday's going on soon anyway. I don't know how you think you're gonna be able to read once they start playing, but I hope you enjoy your book."
"Go have fun. It's what we're here for, after all." Logan smiled briefly before turning to the e-reader he brought, loaded with the newest Song of Ice and Fire novel. It wasn't long before the band started playing, and, loath as he was to admit it, Roman was right. Between the flashing lights and the ear-splitting volume, focusing on a book was simply impossible, so he decided to indulge in an exercise in observation, or 'people watching'.
Logan Sanders did not believe in fate or kismet or providence or any term one could use for that sentiment. He believed that the universe is cold and indifferent, and that even the most serendipitous events are simply chance. But, for a split second, after about fifteen minutes or so, he believed all of it when the spotlight paused its sweep over the crowd, illuminating the most beautiful man Logan had ever seen. He was a lost Bernini sculpture brought to life, soft lines belying a quiet grace and strength. Lost in the music, he was swaying and singing along, and he was radiant- purple hair and sharp features glowing in the light.
Logan Sanders certainly did not believe in love at first sight; he didn't even believe in love at all. In that moment, however, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he needed to meet this man, that he was special.
And that absolutely terrified him.
He tried to keep his eyes off of him, he really did, but it was impossible to look away for long. So when the band took a break and his mystery man went to the bar to get a drink, Logan knew it was his chance.
"I apologize if I'm being too forward, but I couldn't help but observe you in the crowd tonight, and you are stunning."
"I wondered if you were going to come talk to me. What were you trying to read, before it got too loud?"
"I- I'm sorry, what?" The man was even more handsome up close; dark eyeshadow and lipstick contrasting what Roman would call 'killer contour and highlight'. The overall effect was truly striking, leaving Logan speechless for the first time.
"A guy dressed like a teacher at a Mayday concert trying to read and clearly wanting to disappear into the walls? I'm sure most people, like you wanted, didn't notice you, but I'm not most people." He smirked, looking Logan up and down.
"Clearly." Logan replied, returning his 'elevator eyes', if he remembered the colloquialism correctly, and finding his voice again. "My name's Logan."
"Virgil. You obviously don't want to be here, so why are you?"
"Correction- I didn't want to be here. My brother loves the band, and our father insisted I accompany him."
"Past tense? What changed?"
"You're an intelligent man, Virgil. You tell me."
"You've licked your lips twice while we've been talking, and your breathing is uneven and shallow. And I'm fairly certain that if I do this," Virgil stepped forward, getting as close to Logan as possible without touching. "Your pupils will dilate and your breath will catch. Just. Like. That." He finished, whispering.
Logan looked up at him and noted the same physiological responses. "That's not what I asked, now, is it?"
"No, it isn't. What do you want, Logan?"
"Once again questions you already know the answers to."
"Once again, you're not answering them. Maybe I just want to hear you say it."
"Maybe I don't want to give you the satisfaction."
"Now that's just not true. If satisfaction wasn't on your mind, you wouldn't still be standing so close to me." Virgil leaned in and tilted his head, daring Logan to make the next move.
"What do you want, Virgil?" Logan whispered, eyes locked on his lips.
"You. All of you," Virgil confessed.
"Then take me." He barely got the words out before Virgil closed the gap between them.
Logan was no blushing virgin; while he hadn't had a relationship per se, exploring one's sexuality is a traditional part of the high school experience. He'd never been kissed like that, though. Like the answers to the world's most profound questions lay between their lips, and then oh. Virgil's hands were on his hips, pulling him even closer.
Logan broke the kiss, panting slightly. "We… we shouldn't be doing this here."
"You're right. Come back to my place? It's not far from here."
"I want to say yes, but…"
"You can't." Virgil stepped back, and Logan's heart metaphorically dropped when he saw the sadness in his face.
"If I were here alone, I absolutely would, but I promised I'd keep an eye on my brother."
"I get that, and I respect the fuck out of you for it. Here, put your number into my phone, and then come dance with me."
"I'll gladly give you my number, but I can't dance."
"Well, you're in luck, then. There's only one rule when it comes to dancing."
"What, pray tell, is it?" He asked, not looking up from Virgil's phone.
"Pick a partner who knows what he's doing." With a wink, Virgil took his phone back and led Logan to the dance floor.
The rest of the night was a blur of pounding bass, stolen kisses, and hands everywhere.
All too soon, the show ended, as all things must. With great reluctance, Virgil and Logan parted ways with a promise to meet again soon. Logan wasn't above admitting that while he didn't want him to have to, he enjoyed watching Virgil walk away.
"Ooooh, who was that, Lo-Lo?" Logan jumped, not having heard his brother's approach.
"Oh, that was, uh… that was no one."
"Falsehood, as you say so often. You were all over each other! I'd never seen you like that before. You like him!"
"Preposterous. I don't know him. And, as you said, my behavior was entirely uncharacteristic. I don't know what came over me."
"You stopped thinking with your big brain, and apparently your little brain has game. Please tell me you got his number."
"I don't understand; I only have one brain, and it is the average size for an 18-year-old male. Regardless, I did not get his number, but I gave him mine."
"You're gonna have to look that one up yourself- I'm not explaining it to you. Going off of how he was looking at you, I guarantee he'll call, and soon."
"I… honestly don't know if I want that or not."
"Trust me, you do. Come on, let's go home."
"That is the most rational thing you've said all day. And please don't say anything to our father about this. He'll be insufferable."
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Virgil woke up the next morning with dreams of dark eyes and a sharp tongue dancing through his mind. Some of them, though, were memory, not fantasy, and that realization brought his thoughts to a grinding halt, leaving just one behind: oh fuck.
In an instant, the night replayed in his mind's eye. The music, the dancing, the cute guy looking miserable and trying to read, the flirting, the kissing, the proposition, being turned down, the dancing. The only things he didn't remember were what possessed him to be that bold and the guy's name. He grabbed his phone and saw that the guy put his name, Logan, in with his phone number. One mystery solved, and he knew he wouldn't be able to solve the second alone.
[V]- 911 im fucked
[Rem]- i assume not in the good way?
[V]- no, im texting you with a dick in my ass.
[Rem]- 1) we both know you aren't a bottom 2) watch the attitude, babe. you sent the 911. what's up?
[V]- well i met a guy at the concert last night
[Rem]- FINALLY. was he any good?
[V]- we didn't fuck
[Rem]- no offense doll, but why are you telling me about him then?
[V]- i have his number, but i wasn't really me last night. i was smooth and confident. what happens if we meet up and he hates actual me?
[Rem]- then he can fuck off? i don't get why you're buggin about this
[V]- because im me and need a common sense filter sometimes
[Rem]- you're welcome, girl. now hit him up and lmk how it goes, mmkay?
[V]- ofc
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Logan's alarm went off the next morning at 7:30 as usual, but, for the first time in years, he was tempted to turn it off and sleep in. A single thought, however, floated to the front of his mind, and he was wide awake. Virgil. The handsome stranger who, with a smirk and a kiss, made Logan question everything he thought he knew about love attraction as well as himself. What happened to me last night? I'm never that bold, that impulsive. It was completely irrational, not to mention possibly dangerous if I'd taken him up on his offer like I wanted to. Dear Newton, I wanted to. Well, I'm not going to solve anything just laying here, and Crofter's helps solve any problem. Breakfast time.
A few minutes later, Logan was in the kitchen with his Crofters-smothered English muffin and a steaming mug of his favorite tea when Patton came in.
"Hey, kiddo! Did you have fun last night?"
"Erm, yeah. More than I initially anticipated, in fact."
"That's great! Did you make any new friends?"
"I don't know what Roman told you, but it was nothing, and nothing will come of it, so there's no point in dwelling on it."
Patton chuckled. "I haven't seen Roman since you guys left for the concert. He's still sleeping." Logan blanched, realizing he'd given himself away. "Now, kiddo, wanna tell your old pop about this 'nothing'? Seems like it's weighing pretty heavily on your mind; maybe we can talk it out."
"It really is nothing, dad."
"Hmm. Well, if you don't want to talk about it, how about I guess, and you let me know if I'm right?" Realizing he wasn't going to be able to avoid the topic, Logan nodded. "Awesome. Okay, so, you're all out of sorts and insisted 'there's no point in dwelling on it', so it's a problem you don't think you can solve. The last time I saw you like this, you were 14 and had the biggest crush on that boy… what was his name?"
"Gabriel," Logan muttered, embarrassed.
"That's it! I knew he was no good for you. Anyway, I think this is about a boy you met last night. Now, you're my little boy, and I've been to enough concerts to know that I don't want to know the details, but to throw you for a loop this big after one evening, there must have been a real connection. Am I on the right track?" Logan nodded, impressed and embarrassed by how accurate his dad was. "Thank you for being honest with me, Lo. I know feelings are messy and can be scary. I was absolutely terrified when I met your mother."
"Dad, we don't need to- this isn't-"
"It's okay, Logan. Yes, she's gone, but she's still part of us. I know how much it changed all of us, especially you, but you can't shut out all possibility of love because ours didn't work out. I won't pretend it didn't hurt like heck when she left, but I wouldn't trade what happened for the world; that pain was nothing compared to the love I have for you and your brother or how happy you both make me every single day." Patton reached across the table and wiped a tear from Logan's cheek. "The boy you met last night. He's special, right?"
"Y- yeah, I think so. He brought out a side to me I didn't know existed."
"Then go for it. Take a chance."
"I… I think I would if I could."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't have any way of getting in contact with him. I gave him my phone number, but didn't think to get his."
"He really did a number on you, huh? Well, look at it this way: it's out of your hands. What happens next is up to him. I know it's hard, but really all you can do at this point is to try to put it out of that brilliant mind of yours. Hey, do you wanna watch that Sherlock show you love so much with, uh, what's his name? Scratch-and-sniff Cabbagepatch?"
"It's Benedict Cumberbatch, and you hate BBC Sherlock. I've been trying to get you to give it another chance for the last year."
"That's what I said. Bumblebee Anglerfish."
"Getting further away. Benedict Cumberbatch."
"Burgerking Capncrunch."
"Never mind. You're clearly trying to distract me from the Virgil problem. Thank you, dad. I love you too."
"Virgil, eh? Nice name."
"Oh sh-"
"Language!"
"Sorry, dad."
"It's alright, kiddo. Come on, let's see what all the fuss is about Bandersnatch Cuttlefish."
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As difficult as it was to decide that he was going to message Logan, actually typing and sending a message was infinitely worse. "Hey" was too vague. "Is this Logan? It's Virgil from last night" implied that he thought Logan gave him a fake number, which he didn't. "This is Virgil. What's up?" could be interpreted as a booty call, which it wasn't. After an hour of staring at his phone, he took a deep breath and sent a message.
[To:Logan?]- Hey, Logan, this is Virgil.
Now all he could do was wait. He hated waiting.
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Patton and Roman, worried about Logan, did all they could to keep him distracted, but nothing could stop him from checking his phone at least once every 5 minutes. It was shortly after 3pm when it lit up with a new message.
[Unknown Number]- Hey, Logan, this is Virgil.
"Umm... Roman?" Logan called across the house.
"Yeah?"
"Can you come here? He just messaged me." He'd hardly finished his sentence when he heard a thud and Roman's footsteps, running to join him in the living room.
"I told you he would! What did he say? What are you going to say?"
"That's why I called for you. Here, take a look and tell me what I should do. I don't have any experience with this, and reading the message gives me an odd feeling in my abdomen."
"Those are butterflies, calculator watch! Wow, you really like him, huh?"
"I assume you mean metaphoric butterflies referring to the influx of dopamine, norepinephrine, and testosterone released when one is experiencing attraction, as it is impossible for any lepidopteran to survive, let alone reproduce, in the human digestive system. And yes, I believe I may have... feelings for him that are far stronger than the briefness of our acquaintance should allow."
"Oh my god, you are insufferable. Now, let's look at the message. Simple, to the point. He's as nervous about this as you are, Lo."
"How could you possibly know that from just 5 words?"
"Science is your thing, love is mine. I also literally just got a 5 on the AP Psychology exam. You want my advice, here's what I've got."
"I apologize. I asked you for advice; questioning that advice was bad form."
"Thank you. Now, as I was saying, he's nervous. I think your best bet is to match his tone. Don't try to pretend you aren't nervous, too. I won't tell you what to say, just that you should be completely honest. In any relationship, but here especially. You're afraid he won't like you; if you keep your messages legit, he'll get to know you, and I'm sure he'll love you."
"You can't know how he'll feel about me, but I appreciate the advice, and will certainly take it."
[To:Virgil]- Hello, Virgil. I wasn't sure you'd reach out, to be honest. The reply came almost instantly, which he wasn't expecting.
[Virgil]- I wasn't sure I would, either. Do you… wanna get coffee or something some time?
"Oh my god, I ship it so much! Y'all are so cute I can't even!!" Roman shrieked, scaring Logan so much he fell off the couch.
"E equals mc scared! Why did you feel the need to scream like that?"
"You guys are so precious. Clearly, you aren't the only one who was uncharacteristically bold in the face of new love. You're going to say yes, right?"
"It would be foolish of me to decline, given the emotions I've felt over the last..." he checked his watch, "approximately 21 hours."
"Take him to Jimin's cafe! Now that he's got a boyfriend, it's all domestic and cute. The perfect romantic location for a first date!"
"You mean the cafe where the barista put salt in your soda?"
"Okay, technically, yes, Jimin did that, but I was flirting with Taehyung. I deserved it, really."
"Despite my better judgment, I'll propose we go there, but only because I'm at a loss for an acceptable alternative."
[To:Virgil]- Coffee would be excellent. My brother's friend runs a cafe downtown- Bulletproof, I believe it's called. I've been reliably informed that it is a common first date location; are you available tomorrow, by chance?
"Oh my goodness, Logan, you are a disaster. It's obvious that you need me to teach-"
[Virgil]- haha yeah, I know Bulletproof. Really good coffee. Would 11 tomorrow morning work?
"Never mind. Clearly, he's into your nerd vibe, for some reason. Alright, I've gotta leave before dying of loneliness. Good luck in your romantic endeavors, brother dearest."
"Clearly you are not distraught enough to abandon your propensity for hyperbole. Thank you for the well wishes, and I truly hope that you will find someone to satisfy your romantic inclinations soon. You certainly deserve it."
"Ew, gross. Mushy Logan is weird. I'm leaving." With that, Roman stood up and left the room.
[To:Virgil]- 11 tomorrow would be perfect. I look forward to seeing you again.
[Virgil]- same. See you then :)
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It was 10:55, and Logan was sipping an Americano, so lost in his thoughts and anxieties that he didn't hear the bells on the door jingle when someone walked in. He was startled back to reality by a barista's cheerful "annyeonghaseyo!", the cafe's standard greeting for customers, and looked up to see him. Virgil. His heart started racing as he took in the more casual look, leather pants and tight t-shirt swapped for ripped skinny jeans and a hoodie with purple plaid patches and no makeup, except for some dark eye shadow.
As Virgil got closer, Logan stood to meet him.
"Hello, Virgil. It's, it's nice to see you again." Logan's heart, already beating faster than was strictly speaking healthy, started pounding when Virgil smiled and blushed.
"You too, Logan. I, um, I'm gonna go order a drink. I'll be right back." Logan tried not to stare as Virgil walked away, but it was an exercise in futility.
A few minutes later, Virgil returned, drink in hand.
"May I ask what you're drinking?" Logan asked, internally cringing at the banal attempt at conversation.
"It's a caramel macchiato. Usually I'm an Americano kind of guy, but that barista recommended it and made it sound really good, and he was totally right."
"In that case, here's to finding pleasure where you don't expect to." Logan raised his mug in a half-toast. Virgil raised his in return and smirked; only then did Logan realize the double entendre and blush.
"So we're back talking about pleasure, eh?"
Logan cleared his throat. "Perhaps this is not the appropriate venue for that conversation. May I suggest space as an alternative subject?"
"VIVA LA PLUTO!" Virgil shouted, immediately looking down and blushing. "Sorry. Impulse. I'm clearly still bitter about some things."
"No, no. I completely agree. August 2006 was a dark, dark time. Viva la Pluto indeed."
They spent hours in that cafe debating, joking, and flirting. This time, Logan accepted Virgil's offer to go home with him.
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The Third Park (Damien x OC (Ellie)) - Part 13
Summary: Ellie and Damien have a new lead on Robert Zucko's case, and a double date with him and Lucy, but things don't turn out the way they planned...
Note: (most) characters belong to Pixelberry Studios. Damien is 100% human in here and my Male!MC is named Allen. Ni Ni’s and Santiago Cabrera’s gifs don’t belong to me. Link to previous parts.
Pairing: Damien x OC (Ellie)
Rating: Teen (alcohol, language)
Tagging: @christopher-powell @boneandfur @kennaxval @writtenbycandy @thequeenchoices @client327 @damienazariostan @never-ending-choices @walkerismychoice @laniquelove @confessionsofabrokegirl @dangerous-capri15 @parkerattano @clarissafics @pilitella @hellomynameisdeviblaire @odetomars @cocomaxley @her-imperial-hangman-s @endlesswoods @miss-cordonia If you would like to be tagged, please, tell me!
Word count: 4772
Although it was Sunday and Damien felt exhausted from all that late night activity - party + sex, and lots of it -, Eleanor woke up bright and early as usual. And of course she woke him up too.
“C’mon, we have more work to do!” - she pushed him to sit straight in the bed, talking too loud. He asked himself how the Park cousins could all be so energetic so early in the morning. Didn't they have a switch off button? - "And I have to go back to Freddie! He doesn’t deal very well with loneliness—"
But out of nowhere, Damien turned and grabbed her wrists, pinning Ellie back onto the mattress, beneath him. Her surprised squeal turned into a moan when he bit her neck playfully.
"You smell so good, Ellie..." - he murmured and kissed behind her earlobe. Judging by the hard part of his body pulsing on her thigh, he was already wide awake.
"Yes, because I've already showered." - she informed him, trying to resist his teasing. It was being really damn hard. - "Fuck, D, I'm not paying you to keep me in bed all day."
He pulled out, chuckling softly, and picked some clean clothes from his bag.
"Nadia is right. You're a workaholic."
"Shut up. And go take your cold shower, Nazario." - he still was laughing when he entered the bathroom.
As Ellie had predicted, Freddie didn't appreciate being left alone for the night and destroyed one of her cushions. After changing into something more comfortable, she decided to take the dog for his morning walk and she and Damien had a breakfast in her favorite café, before they were finally back into her apartment again.
"So, what did we find out yesterday?" - she asked, after brushing her teeth.
Damien had already installed himself on her house. There were diagrams and notes scattered all over her dinner table and he was typing something on his laptop. He had even connected his computer to her printer.
"First things first, Robert Zucko is a complete jerk." - Eleanor couldn't agree with him more. - "Second, he's a very protective guy. He has cameras all over his house and his property is heavily secured. But, there's no cameras nor bodyguards near his office."
"And he owns a fucking pistol." - she plopped down on a chair, still terrified by the memory of it.
"Yeah, this too. But what I found the most suspicious was this." - he showed her the table he made based on the picture he took from one of Robert's documents. Ellie saw a bunch of names and schedules.
"What is this?"
"I think these are his employees names." - Damien started searching all the locations listed there on the Google street view.
"Wow, this is an obsessive amount of names."
"Exactly. Why there would be so many people working on a pub?"
"...Unless Robert is not just a pub owner." - she concluded his thought. Damien grinned to himself. Eleanor Zhou could become a good investigator. She had great logical reasoning.
"My thoughts exactly. Do you have a map of Northbridge?"
Ellie came back a few minutes later and they both spreaded it on her dinner table. Damien started circling the places, the pub and Robert's and Lucy's house included. Apparently Robert Zucko had business all over the city.
He read the table again. One of the names ringed a bell, but he didn't quite remember from where he had already heard it. He highlighted it anyway.
"D, look!" - she pointed to a line from the table. Danny Mars, July 28, 11AM, the docklands. - “Whatever the hell this means, this is going to happen this Wednesday.”
“You’re right.” - they analysed the paper further. - “So this is where Robert went yesterday.” - he pointed to the line above.
“When he said he had to go take a ‘package’?”
“You have a good memory, Ellie.”
“I try.” - she grinned back and he couldn’t help but lean in and kiss her softly on the lips. She giggled. - “Okay, so this is about suspicious packages, apparently. What’s the plan?”
“I’m going to follow Robert Zucko and see what’s going on." - his smile faded from his face. - "Listen, Ellie, I think that what we have in our hands is bigger than we imagined. More than Lucy. Maybe we can get him out of her life for good. But it might be dangerous. We still don’t know what and who we’re dealing with, exactly.”
She nodded, with a serious expression too.
“I’ll do whatever it takes to free her from this bastard.” - Ellie’s obstinacy and fierceness were thrilling.
He hadn’t been feeling that impressed since he and her cousins brought Eros down, two years ago. Yeah, it hurt like hell when Allen chose Hayden over him, but he had to admit that the love Allen and Nadia felt for those robots was inspiring.
Maybe it was just another Park trait that he liked: their stubbornness.
"You know, seeing you all angry like this is such a turn on." - he placed his hands on her hips, bringing her closer until they were pressed against each other.
Ellie chuckled as she enlaced her arms around his neck, feeling pressed between the table and Damien.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah."
"You say this because I'm not angry at you."
"Maybe." - he smiled mischievously and then planted his lips on hers.
Eleanor immediately kissed him back, pulling him even closer. They deepened the kiss, savouring each other’s taste. When the moment hit both of them, Damien easily lifted her and put a giggling Ellie on the table, pushing Northbridge map and all the other papers aside.
"God dammit, you're so damn addictive." - he said, his breath already heavy, as he bent over her, who was already laying back onto the table. She grinned devilishly at him, with a leg hooked around his waist, pulling his body closer to hers. Oh God, she already felt that heat down there…
“And you’re insatiable, Damien Nazario. Do you know this?” - she told him as she put light kisses all over his face.
“Only for you, Eleanor Zh—”
Suddenly, her phone started ringing, interrupting them. The moment was completely gone. Again.
Damien let out a frustrated sigh as Ellie climbed down the table.
"Lucy? Is everything okay?" - she said with the mobile pressed on her ear. The man watched her while he picked the papers from the floor and put them back onto the table. - "Uh? Dinner? Yeah, we can… Okay, see you there."
"What?" - he asked as she ended the call.
"Lucy invited us to a dinner Friday night… Apparently Robert wants to fix things between us." - Eleanor rolled her eyes, visibly annoyed.
"...Well, this is a great opportunity. Maybe we can get some information from them." - the corners of Ellie's lips turned up in that devilishly smirk.
"That's what I thought too. Come on, we have a plan to make."
They spent the whole day planning on what would they do. Damien decided that he would follow Robert that week, maybe trying to find a pattern. Ellie wouldn't be able to help much, since she had to go work. But they would work together on Friday night, at the dinner with the newly-engaged couple. He went back to New York that same night to pick new and clean clothes and get his trusty old muscle car, so he could follow Robert Zucko and Lucy James everywhere, more easily.
Damien Nazario: “I’m here. Just parked.”
Eleanor Zhou: “Okay! Meet you in 5.”
She put her phone back into her bag, and finished fixing her makeup. It was Friday night and they were about to have that dinner with her friend and that man. Ellie was feeling anxious about what would happen. She would have to spend the next couple hours of her life facing that pig that was Robert Zucko. She took a deep breath. For Lucy.
And she wasn’t alone. Damien was going to be there too. Knowing this made her feel a little calmer. God, since when she was so dependable of him? Stop it, Ellie. He’s just helping you. You hired him, did you forget it? She looked at her own reflex on the mirror, taking a deep breath, before going out.
Ellie left the Mortif Magazine building and easily saw the familiar old muscle car parked just across the street.
Ellie decided to ignore the little leap her heart took when she saw Damien there, casually leaning against his car, with his strong arms crossed over his muscled chest. He saw her too and she saw that stupidly charming smirk of his that made her feel all hot. They had decided to meet there, so they could pass on the plan one more time before the dinner. They haven’t seen each other since Sunday afternoon and she kind of missed him. God, what was happening with her?!
Stop it, Ellie.
You can’t. Not now. Not for him.
“Ellie!” - she heard Poppy Patel walking towards her. - “Glad I got to catch you! I’m going to a happy hour with my friends, do you want to come with us?”
“Thanks, Poppy, but I already have a plan for tonight…” - and then she quickly shot a glance to where Damien was. Poppy followed her gaze.
“Ooooh, he’s hot! Now I can understand why you declined ‘grabbing a coffee’ with Grayson Prescott, the most eligible bachelor of Northbridge.” - Eleanor just rolled her eyes. - “Hello, I’m Poppy!” - she promptly greeted the man who approached them.
“Hello, I’m Damien. Ellie’s boyfriend.” - Ellie didn’t hide her smile when she felt his arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. - “Sorry to interrupt your conversation, but we have a dinner to attend.” - she noticed that he was using that smirk of his that helped him get whatever he wanted. She couldn’t resist it herself.
“I see.” - Poppy grinned to Eleanor. - “Well, don’t let me take any more of your time, guys! Have a good date!” - and she winked to her friend, making Ellie chuckle.
“Thanks, Poppy. See you on Monday.” - and then Damien led her to his car, his warm and big hand on hers, their fingers intertwined.
“So, the Grayson Prescott asked you out?” - he asked casually.
“Were you eavesdropping us?”
“I’m a detective. Eavesdropping is basically my job.” - she rolled her eyes, but chuckled softly.
“Yeah… we met in that party at Prescott Industries that Poppy took me.” - she shrugged.
“And let me get this right: you rejected him?”
“Rejection sounds too harsh. I just gently declined his invitation.”
“Why? He’s handsome, hot and a millionaire. You can’t possibly be so attracted to me.” - he smirked at her and she felt her heart skipping a beat. Oh, if he only knew…
“Maybe my type is detectives with an inflated ego.” - he laughed loudly. She liked the sound of his laugh.
“Touché. Anyway, you always work this late?”
“Some nights.” - she replied with a shrug. It was past 7 p.m., although her working hours were due to 5 p.m.
...And that was a lie. She worked overtime most of the days. And Damien knew it too. He had noticed that she avoided looking to his eyes when she lied.
“Anyway, you dressed up nice, D.” - she smirked approvingly to him, changing the subject. Damien was wearing a slim button-up shirt and a blazer.
“Yeah, I figured that the restaurant we’re going to is one of the fanciest in Northbridge, so I had to step up a little today.” - they both climbed up on his car. - “You’re looking good too.”
“I work at a fashion magazine. People know how to dress up here.” - she said as she put her seatbelt. He started the engine and the car started moving through the city's streets.
“Yeah, but I bet you’ll look even better when I take you out of your clothes later.” - Ellie giggled to his statement. God, she liked his flattering more than she should.
“You must think that you’re such a smooth talker, don’t you, Nazario? Anyway, how is the investigation going? Have you found something? What all those infos in that table meant?” - Danny Mars, July 28, 11AM, the docklands.
"I didn't have much luck. Robert and a bodyguard went towards Northbridge's docklands and met a guy, which I believe is this Danny Mars guy, and they exchanged a few words, but nothing else. The meeting was less than fifteen minutes long." - he gave her a dossier and she saw a few pictures he took from Robert and two other strangers. - "It was a windy day and I didn't have much space to hide myself, so the photos aren't so good. Although there wasn't any kind of 'package' this time, it certainly is suspicious."
"And what happened afterwards?"
"Robert - and his man - went straight home and he just left his home on Thursday night, around 8 p.m. to go to Zucko's Point and stayed there until little after midnight. Today, he went earlier to the pub, around 2 p.m. Although his pub was closed, he had some guests." - she saw more pictures as Damien followed the GPS directions. - "They left the place after an hour. Robert was still there when I left to come pick you up."
She put the pictures back into the dossier and looked at him.
"...And this is why you look so tired." - she concluded. - "You'd been following him everywhere this week. Did you sleep at all?"
"Well, the backseat of this car can be very comfortable..."
"This is not a proper sleep, D! Why didn't you checked in on a hotel? I know that Robert's schedule is a mess, but I don't want my private investigator passing out due to exhaustion!"
Damien grinned to himself, his eyes still on the road in front of them. It was silly, but he felt slightly happy to know that she was worried about him.
"You too. I know you work overtime, Ellie."
"We're not talking about me." - she snapped back at him, with a frown, making him chuckle. He missed talking to her that week. They barely had time to even text each other, since he was following Robert Zucko around like crazy and she was stuck on work. - "And I don't work that much." - she completed, rolling her eyes.
"Whatever you say." - he chuckled again. - "Anyway, here's the plan for tonight. We'll try to get as much information as possible about Robert's life. Especially about his business. And how he and Lucy are doing. Although I'm pretty sure she probably is in heaven right now with this engagement thing."
"You mean engagement bullshit. He did this just to lock her."
"Ellie..." - he said with a warning tone on his voice at her as he parked the car. They had just arrived to their destination.
"I know, I know, I'll behave, don't worry." - she said with a sigh before they both climbed down the car.
"I'm not." - Damien answered her, his hand on the small of her back as he guided them towards the restaurant. - "I trust you, Ellie."
And she grinned to herself.
"Ah! Ellie!" - Lucy James waved as they entered the fancy Italian restaurant. They walked towards the petite blonde woman and her fiancé. - "Right on time, we'd just arrived too."
"Good night, Eleanor. Mr. Nazario." - Robert Zucko greeted them with a tilt from his head. They did the same. - "My apologies, but I forgot to book a table for tonight and it's packed here, so we'll have to wait a little. Why don't we go grab something to drink while we wait?"
"I need to go to the restroom first." - Ellie said, her hands already clenched in fists.
"I'll go with you!" - Lucy said and they left the men alone. Robert proposed to them to go grab their drinks while they waited for the ladies to come back. Damien agreed and they walked towards the bar.
Both men asked for a whiskey. Neat.
"Mr. Nazario, I feel like we started with the wrong foot last weekend and I wanted to apologise about my behavior on Lucy's birthday party. I was being rude."
"Please, call me Damien. And I think the one you have to apologise to is Ellie."
He saw a mocking smile on Robert's face, but the man just said:
"Of course. I will as well."
Damien just glanced at the man next to him, holding himself to not punch that bastard's disgusting smirk out of his face and both men sipped on their drinks, saying nothing else.
Both women were back soon and, thankfully, they got a table, so Eleanor didn't have to make small talk with her best friend's fiancé. As she and D presumed, Lucy was over excited about the wedding. While the women were in the restroom, the blonde one couldn't stop talking about her plans to it. Ellie felt uneasy with all that talk but didn't stop Lucy.
They settled down and no one said anything while they chose what to eat. After they have ordered their food - which both Damien and Eleanor noticed that Robert made the decision for Lucy and it made the Asian woman's blood boil -, the newly engaged woman cleared her throat:
"So! While we wait for our orders, I guess this is the perfect time to announce this..." - she shared a smile with her fiancé. - "Robert and I had decided to marry in November ."
Ellie almost spilled her wine. November?!
"...But so soon?" - she couldn't contain herself. Damien watched her cautiously by her side. - "I mean… I thought you would want to plan your marriage with no hurry..."
Four months. They had four months to free Lucy from that man's claws.
"Well, we don't need to plan much when everything's already settled." - Robert answered her. - "We already know the place and the day of the ceremony. Even the decorations are decided. And to where we're going on our honeymoon."
"Oh really? Care to tell us more about it?" - Damien asked.
While Robert listed everything, Ellie's eyes were on her best friend, who just nodded at the man sitting next to her.
Eleanor knew Lucy well enough that it was far from ideal to her. Lucy James always told her that she wanted a big wedding like in those Hollywood movies. She wanted to go to Greece or Fiji on her honeymoon (and not stay in the U.S., like it seemed to be Robert's plan). She even had created a 'wedding moodboard' on Pinterest when they still were in college!
"...Lucy just need to pick her dress." - he finished his monologue.
Ellie's hands rested on her lap, in fists. Her best friend clearly had nothing to do with that. With her own wedding. Robert Zucko decided everything. He controlled her and her life.
Eleanor felt like screaming. Her rage igniting inside her again. She fucking hated him so much.
She felt Damien's large and warm hand on hers, squeezing it lightly. Ellie didn't notice that she was shaking with anger. She took a deep breath and mentally thanked him. He already knew her so well. It was good having him there. He was so much more collected than her.
"And are you okay with this, Lucy?" - Damien asked her friend.
Lucy slightly looked surprised. She quickly glanced to Robert, who watched her, calmly, before looking back to Damien, who was waiting for her answer:
"Of course!" - she forced a laugh, clearly feeling embarrassed.
"Because to me it feels like you didn't get much say about this..." - Eleanor had to control herself to not kiss Damien right there. She sipped on her drink instead.
"No! I mean, you got it wrong. Of course I agree with all this! Why wouldn't I? I'm marrying the love of my life!" - and she and Robert exchanged a grin. Ellie had to hold herself back to not roll her eyes so hard so she could see her own brain.
"And I didn't get to decide everything. Tell them about it, babydoll." - Robert said while the waiters put their plates in front of them.
"Oh yes!" - the blonde woman squealed excitedly on her chair. - "Ellie, would you be my maid of honor?"
Eleanor shouldn't be so surprised with it. She kind of had a feeling that Lucy would ask that to her anyway.
...But she never thought that it would be with her marriage with someone like Robert Zucko.
"I…" - she took a deep breath. - "It would be my greatest honor." - and forced a smile.
"Thank you so much, Ellie!" - Lucy was so happy that she even had to hug her best friend. Ellie just wanted to scream. Again.
"As you can see, this wasn't my decision." - Ellie glared at Robert. She perfectly understood what he meant with that comment.
"Talking about decisions..." - Damien intervened, his hand on Eleanor's thigh, holding her back onto her seat, forcing her to not slap that rat's face. She decided to focus on her food instead. D was working and her getting all annoyed with Robert wouldn't help him. - "Ellie told me you own a pub, Zucko's Point, right?" - the other man nodded to him. - "You see, my favorite pub back in New York, Archer & Hopps, is not doing so well..."
"Oh, I heard about it. We pub owners know each other. Old man Archer had been losing a lot of money on gambling, right? And everything went worse after Hopps' death."
"Yeah, exactly... And, well, I'm a regular there and was thinking about helping them... maybe become a partner, you know? But I don't know if this is a good idea and wanted to talk to a pub owner first before I make my decision. Is it too much work?" - Robert laughed to Damien's frown.
"Well, it depends. Archer & Hopps is not a big pub, so yes, you probably would become their manager besides one of their owners. In Zucko's Point, I have trusty men to manage it to me, although there are some things that only the owners can do, of course. But how responsibility for keys, money, inventory, etc is worked out, it is up to you. There are many different ways to handle it." - and then he started talking about the logistics of having a pub business. Lucy and Ellie ate their food in silence, each of them lost on her own thoughts.
"Do you have many employees?" - Damien kept asking, recording the whole talk on his phone. Robert Zucko seemed too pleased talking about himself, so it was easy leading him to where Damien wanted him to go.
Zucko had far less employees than all the names listed on that table they got on his office. In reality, what he said mismatched with what Damien had collected about him. Working hours, number of employees, etc.
It was definitely suspicious. Robert Zucko was more than a pub owner.
After what it seemed an eternity to Ellie - her ears were tired of hearing Robert's stupid and super boring babble -, they were finally ready to go home.
"Thank you so much again, Ellie!" - Lucy hugged her tightly, once again. She patted the petite blonde woman on the back. D was the one who led the 'interrogation', but she was the one who felt exhausted. She just wanted to take a shower and go to sleep.
"Talk to you soon, right, Lucy?"
"Of course!"
"I hope the food was up to your tastes." - Robert extended his hand to Damien, who shook it firmly.
"It definitely was." - the detective had that charming grin back onto his lips. - "And thanks for the talk. It was very educational."
"It was my pleasure. Make sure to show up in Zucko's Point any time. You'll see that our booze is way better than Archer & Hopps… or should I say 'Archer & Hopps & Nazario'?" - both men shared a laugh.
The two couples parted their ways. Damien and Ellie returned to his car and waited for a couple of minutes until they saw Robert's Porsche passing through them, heading to the northern and richest part of Northbridge.
Eleanor didn't say a word on the way to her home. She just kept staring out of the window, lost in thoughts. Damien could tell that she was frustrated with the dinner. They didn't get much information, but he was used to it. Investigating took time. They had to be more patient.
But Eleanor Zhou wasn't exactly the patient type.
He parked the car outside her apartment building. Ellie climbed down his car. She noticed that Damien wasn't doing the same.
"Aren't you coming?" - those were the first words she said since they had left the restaurant. He nodded and followed her.
Freddie greeted them with a wriggling tail. The woman gave him a night snack and headed inside her bedroom, undressing herself carelessly as Damien still locked the apartment's door. He stroked the big dog's yellow fur while Ellie showered. Damien Nazario didn't know what to do.
Eleanor opened her bathroom door again, wearing her pajamas, a big old T-shirt she had since her college times. Slowly, she saw Damien's reflex beside her on the mirror. She gave him enough room to use her sink to do his own night time hygiene routine. He watched her cautiously while they both brushed their teeth. She looked so far away, as if she was on automatic mode. She didn't say a thing. She didn't look at him.
"Are you okay?" - he asked when they walked back into her bedroom.
Ellie finally looked back at him.
"Just feeling a little frustrated. I thought we could get more information." - she shrugged. - "And Lucy's request shook me more than it should." - the detective nodded and gently pulled her into a hug.
"Yeah, I could tell." - he said on her ear, before looking into her face, his brown eyes meeting hers. - "But don’t worry, we’ll get this bastard, Ellie. Just be a little more patient." - the woman found herself slowly less tense. Somehow, his cocky smirk was reassuring.
A small smile tugged on the corners of her mouth.
"I will. Thanks, D." - she said as she cupped his face and kissed him softly. She chuckled when he groaned against her lips. - "Are you going to sleep all dressed up?"
Damien grinned back at her and they quickly discarded his clothes, until he was wearing just his boxer briefs. They both climbed on the bed.
"Thanks for letting me stay here, Ellie." - she giggled to that smirk of his, his big hands already on her hips, caressing the skin under her oversized t-shirt.
“Of course, I won’t let you sleep in you car for another nig—” - and then Eleanor felt his mouth on hers, shutting her up.
She kissed him back and felt a shiver when his hand brought her closer to him as the other traveled down her body, squeezing her thigh hungrily, his tongue already inside her mouth.
Ellie tried to lose herself on the sensation of his hands caressing her body, his warmth enveloping her, his taste, his smell… But it was useless. She just couldn't stop thinking about the dinner. How happy Lucy seemed.
...And how fake it felt.
She softly pulled out, stopping kissing him.
"D… I'm not in the mood tonight." - she sighed. - "I'm sorry."
"Hey… You don't have to feel sorry about anything, Ellie." - he grinned reassuringly to her, caressing her cheek. - "I'm sorry if I pushed you. Do you want me to go sleep on the couch?"
"No, it's okay. Stay with me, I missed you all week." - he saw her cheeks slightly turning pink and he had to hold himself to not kiss her. - "...Can we just cuddle?"
"I don't see why not." - that smirk of his was back into his face, making her chuckle.
They both laid down onto her bed, grinning at each other. Eleanor scooped closer, his arms still around her. It was a nice sensation, just feeling him there. Knowing that he was there.
With all her past partners, Ellie always felt a bit anxious the morning after their first night together. And during the whole night, actually. She always ended up staring at the ceiling. It was a strange experience sleeping so close to someone, even though if they were her boyfriend or girlfriend.
But with him was different. Since the very first night they spent together, Damien Nazario had this strange but welcoming calming effect over her. She slept like a baby hearing his soft snore and feeling his presence there, right next to her.
He felt like home, even though they hadn't known each other for too long.
"Thank you, D." - she murmured, feeling her eyelids getting heavier and heavier as Damien rubbed her back in a comforting way.
"Good night, Ellie." - Eleanor heard him saying before she fell into a dreamless sleep.
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Responses to {Part 26} I Won’t Stop You // Jeon Jungkook, Vampire!AU Asks~
Please ‘Keep Reading’ to find my response to your ask ^^ As always, I have copied and pasted all asks into this post in regards to last night’s chapter to avoid clogging up people’s dashboards and to avoid spoilers for those who may still wish to read the chapter. Thank you ^^
(I have also included asks that I received in the hours before IWSY was posted ^^)
Anonymous said: I was having a really horrible day. And that's when I realized IWSY is getting updated tonight and it hasn't been as bad as a day as expected!^^ On a side note, do you like 2PM? I just wanted to see possibly. If you do, what is your favorite song? Thank you for being so awesome! 💕😘
I’m sorry you are having a really horrible day *hugs* but I hope IWSY can make you smile a little bit! And yes, I like 2PM, but is it bad to say that my fav song was 10 our of 10? LOLOL I still listen to it occasionally :3
Anonymous said: can't wait for the new iwsy chapter :)))
Yay I hope you enjoy it!!
@hemhings said: I won't be able to read I Won't Stop You tonight because I'm on nightshift, I'm so upset about this!😭😭😨
Awww babe I’m sorry you’re working nightshift! :( that really sucks ugh :( but don’t worry my love, Jungkook will still be here for you when you get home!! :3
@ktaegyo said: okay i just had my first part of final exams today and I fucked it up but then I stumbled upon your story and read all 25 chapters at one go lmao. bless you, thank you for making me feel better. I love you
I’m sure you didn’t fuck it up my love, I’m sure you did the best you can do! *hugs* but I’m really happy that IWSY made you feel a little better, and I love you too :D
@fangirlunnie said: IWSY can have hundreds of chapters and I wouldn't get tired of it 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻
Oh god I don’t think it will have hundreds of chapters xD But it is turning out to be quite long! I never expected the story to take my to all these different places and ideas xD But thank you so much beautiful :3
@adoppelna14 said: Every Tuesday I have this strange urge to tell you that I am waiting for the new Chapter of IWSY😂 and it's no joke. A lot of times I look at the date and I'm like, Oh no it's not Tuesday yet. And every Tuesday morning it's like, why can't it be night already?😂😭
Please never lose this strange urge because I really love seeing people get excited (cos I get excited too!!) hehe ^^ I really hope you’ll enjoy this one ahhhh c:
Anonymous said: Bc i live in the Netherlands i have to wait till 10:30 bc the time is 1 hour behind, but still I always stay awake for IWSY and I always go to sleep after i read it bc Tuesday is the longest school day i have whaha
Awh bless you that’s so late for you I’m sorry! :( But I hope that tonight’s chapter will be a good one :3
Anonymous said: iwsy is literally the highlight of my day... no lie. my university classes have already stopped for the summer so i have nothing to do today.. and iwsy hasnt come out yet.... so all i did was nap. i woke up, checked the time in the uk, went back to sleep, and checked the time again. you got yourself a dedicated reader here!!!!
You’re literally so cute I’m screaming xD But I’m so jealous that you’re already finished Uni for the summer! I really hope you like tonight’s chapter :3 thank you so much for reading IWSY!!
Anonymous said: IWSY has reached its final ark right? I'm so exited for the last chapters. ^0^
Maybe, maybe not! You’ll just have to wait! :D
@warriorinhealing said: Can I just say I'm literally sitting at the edGE OF MY BED just waITING for IWSY to update 😩 this story is so good and my friend got me into this and I don't regret(okay kinda of bc my emotions are played a lot in this story) and I jUST !!! 😭😩 I don't ship chim and tae but this story makes me wonder if I should and I love yoongi but this story makes me waNNA FITE HIM SO HARD and I want him to cATCH MY H A N DSS !!! and you just write so good 😭 sorry that this is long, I'm vvv emotional
Ahh you’re so cute thank you so much! I’m really happy that you got into IWSY and that you’re enjoying it :3 Tbh i ship tae with everyone lmao he’s so loveable and full of affection ^^ I hope you’ll enjoy tonight’s chapter my love!! thank you so much :3
Anonymous said: First of all, i'm going to calmly say that you are a wonderful writer and that new chapter is no joke. I also want to say something else. Pardon my french, but: WHAT THE FUCK? I almost started sobbing.... But its fine... Ill just wait another seven days to see what happens. [I've never cried from fanfiction before so this was a nice surprise. Thank you for being such a great writer and continuously uploading IWSY. Just thank you~💕]
Hehe :3 thank you so much for saying that ahh~ i’m so happy you read it and liked? it! lolol :3 thank you so much dear!
Anonymous said: fuck.
same tbh
Anonymous said: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
YES
@jauntyjin said: IF U KILLED JIMIN ILL BE SO SAD
WHERE DOES IT SAY JIMIN DIED
@talkmemeytome said: Omg im ACTUALLY crying at iwsy youre such a great writer oh gosh
aaaaaaaaah thank you so much yay!!
Anonymous said: I AM SHOOKETH. OH MAN. THAT WAS SO GOOD. YOU'RE PLAYING WITH MY HEART STRINGS. JESUS
You’re so welcome hehe~ thank you very much!
@mysr3 said: Sara!!! Am so MAD at U rn!! That Yoongi bite not supposed 2b on Y/N ahh😖what!!! Am so upset Omg! Ok I know u r the queen of Cliff hanging but this is just the most painful one I ever had! Glare hard at u girl! Nice chapter! My emotions r all over the place again thx to u! Can u spare us n give us reassurance that everything will b okay! Plzz I need this! My tears keep on falling TT Thank you! I Love U n Ur Blog❤️❤️❤️ but should I continue LOVIN U after this hmm 🤔 Hav a good Day Sara! ❤️ Ps I like how u portrayed Y/N to b kind of bad ass this time! But Jimin!!!! Why~
It’s okay~ everyone’s mad at me :( Don’t cry! Keep reading! hehe :) And Y/N has always been bad ass ^^ But she definitely went overboard and couldn’t control her anger in this chapter I think^^ thank you so much for reading my love!
Anonymous said: 😯🙁😢😭😵😱 ☝basically how i felt while reading this chapter haha BUT DAMN NOW I REALLY NEED TO KNOW HOW THIS WILL TURN OUT I NEED NEXT WEEK TO ARRIVE (but also no because it'll be one week less to my finals) can't wait for updates!!! Hope you have a great week 😘
Next week isn’t that far away! and same I feel you i have so many tests and finals and assignments that I feel like crying forever lolol thank you so much for reading my love!
@ayedemi said: i'm crying istg, i need more of IWSY, i'm in London with school next week and i will miss it bc they don't know for sure if we have wifi ): but i wanna say ILY byeee ♥︎
Ooooh I will also be in London next week! *shifty eyes* hehe but I hope you’ll enjoy IWSY if/when you get a chance to read it :D
Anonymous said: I know I just forgave you for playing with my heart but now I'm afraid I'm gonna have to take it back becaUSEWHYDIDUKILLJIMIN?!WHYDIDYOUKILLTHEMOSTPRECIOUSTHINGINMYLIFEHUH?!HEWASJUSTAYOUNGVAMIREANDYOUJUSTWERELIKETIMETORUINTHEFUNSORRYMATE?!IFONLYICOULDKEEPMYSTUPIDMOUTHSHUTANDNOWJIMINISDEAD!!!IMSUPPOSEDTOWRITEAPAPERTHATSDUE T O M O R R O W AFTERREADINGTHIS?!THISISTOOMUCHFUDGINGANGSTFORMYPOORFLUFFYHEART?!IHAVEMORETOSAYBUTIMRUNNINGOUTOFCHARACTERSSOILLENDWITHTHIS-IH8USOMUCHRIGHTNOW!HMPH- Vampnip anon
Question; where in the chapter did it say Jimin died *confused face*
Anonymous said: ... .... ..... ...... I Hate You So Much Right Now HOW.COULD.YOU.DO.THAT.TO.ME Is it sad that I don't actually care about my character I'm just really sad about jimin 😭
no Jimin don’t dieeeee!
@ohheyitsebonyrose said: Omgg Sara!!!! That chapter I'm actually crying! T-T you're such an amazing writer! It's my 18th Birthday tomorrow (well for me; April 13th) and I go see Got7 next week I'm so excited!!!
Happy Birthday to you my love! I hope you have an amazing 18th birthday AND OMG YAY YOU’LL HAVE AN AMAZING TIME! I’m also seeing GOT7 again in May and June and I can’t wait sdfghjk they’re literally the only thing that is stopping me from drowning myself somewhere lol. Thank you so much for reading IWSY my dear, it means a lot to me :D
@sundaymorningblues14 said: I have never felt this amount of anxiety over a fan fiction. But I made it through, and even though my poor heart is beating way too fast right now, I am happy I didn't stop reading it.. Thanks Sara x
I am glad you didn’t stop reading ^^ because everything will turn out just fine!! Thank you so much my love, and I hope you have a wonderful week~
Anonymous said: DUDE THAT CHAPTER I'M ACTUALLY CRYING REAL TEARS RIGHT NOW THIS ISN'T A DRILL HOLY SHIT DUDE I CAN'T TAKE IT I JUST
This is not a drill - this is a real emergency
@im-that-chesire-jax said: OH MY FUCKING GOD IM IN TEARSSSSS
*hands you a tissue* because same
Anonymous said: THAT ENDING! NO! I AM ACTUALLY IN TEARS,, holy crap you're so good at writing i admire you! also! how many chapters are left?
Thank you so much my love! You’re so kind to me :D And I have no idea, I’m sorry!
Anonymous said: NO GOD PLEASE NO. YOONGI DID NOT DO THAT. THIS STORYLINE IS SO CRUEL.
The world is a cruel place my friend
@animeimmortal said: DO YOU MIND WHY DID YOU DECIDE TO KILL JIMIN AND LIKE WHAT WAS THAT ENDING. MY SON IS DYING RIGHT NOW WHAT HAVE YOU DONE LIKE WHAT IS THIS I Don't know what I was expecting tbh bUT IT WASNT THAT THou I was expecting a fight to break out and the detailed descriptions? Amazing I love reading them they make the whole thing seem so real you're so tale ted aNYwAY MY SON IS DYING THERE OMG WHYTYYYYY ❤❤❤
Where does it say Jimin died? :o hehe thank you for liking the detailed descriptions and i’m really happy it seemed real to you ^^ NO JIMIN DON’T DIEEEEE! Thank you so much dear ^^
@jeonjungkooksshi said: You're an amazing writer! IWSY IS AMAZINGGGGG and the latest chapter... ughhh too much for my weak heart! LOOKING FORWARD TO NEXT WEEK!! <3
*blushes* thank you so much my love c: that means so much to me!
@the-golden-jhope said: I WANNA FUCKING DIE YOU CANNOT END IWSY LIKE THAT IM CRYING OH MY GOD I CANT WAIT A WEEK
1. Don’t die pls - 2. I just did~ hehe THANK YOU for reading :D
Anonymous said: OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IWSY PT 26 WAS SO SPICY!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN UNNIE!!! fuck i hate cliff hangers but, in this case it's totally understandable. omo, my hearteu my hearteu. Unnie, do us all a favour, STOP MESSING WITH OUR BIAS LIST!!! lol, You deserve around of applause. Can't wait for Tuesdays!!!! hwaiting!!!!
Hot hot spicy! hehe thank you so much for reading the update and I’m glad it brought you pain/pleasure ^^ hehe
Anonymous said: BSKSKSNDND MUMSY IM ACTUALLY CRYING AT THIS IM SCREAMING WHY WOULD YOU OH GOD IM IN NEED OF SERIOUS COMFORT WHY WHY WHY IM SOBBING NDKDKKDEM I CANT EVEN BREATHE I'M CRYING IM NOT READY FOR NEXT WEEK IDKSKEND MUMSYYYYY WHYYYYYYYYY
*comforts you* shhh it’s okay~ it’ll be over soon~~ hehe thank you for reading it my love!!
@deangetoutofmyspleen said: oK i'm crying like a little bitch yet again bc of IWSY. the pain is highkey worth it though i'm in love with this story. if i owned a time machine i'd go to next week fr
it’s okay I cry like a little bitch every day~ it’s gr8 hehe ^^ thank you for being in love with iwsy ^^ i’m so happy that you’re enjoying the updates lovely!
@platinumbreak said: Thank you, you made me lucky haha my exams went well. I hope yours will too. I talked about your writings to a friend and she has been reading it for 3hours straight, she is not even answering anymore haha Ps: This chapter is just amazing thank you for writing and making our life happier haha ×
I’m so happy i could give you a little bit of luck! and I’m glad to know that your friend has seemed to immerse herself in the story too :3 I hope she likes it! thank you very much for reading!
Anonymous said: I'm not even gonna begin to lie, there's actual tears in my eyes after ch26 like, fuck it has me so emotional I'm such a soft pillow I just want everything to turn out okay Jesus Christ I'm sitting nd crying why u gotta do this to me
trust me,I was crying when I wrote parts of that chapter ^^ hehe~ *hugs you* thank you so much for reading the update!
@killingalltheflowers said: Omg this chapter was too much. HOLY SHIT YOU KILLED JIMIN, MY LOVE. YOU MONSTER (I still love you) A-AND NOOO NOW THE READER IS GOING TO BE BOUND TO YOONGI. UGH I- I CANT. I'M SO UPSET ABOUT EVERYTHING. YOU FREAKIN GODESS OF FANFICS. T^T Also this chapter was gorgeously written.. T^T
Where does it say Jimin died?! lol ahhh I’m definitely not a goddess but thank you so much for reading and enjoying the chapter, it means so much to me :3
@oramleon said: sara i'm fucking crying right now what the HELL was that update??????????? WHYYYYYYY
I’M SORRY OKAY
@theninjachan said: "Yoongi smiled – baring his teeth and gums as if he found something to be terribly funny." YOOO I THOUGHT OF YOONGI'S GUMMY SMILE IN THIS LINE AND CAN'T HELP BUT GIGGLE BUT HOLY FUCKING SHIT I AM TEARS RIGHT NOW THIS HAS BEEN YOUR MOST HEART WRENCHING CHAPTER YET. I NEED A MOMENT.
Yoongis gummy smile melts my heart every single time fuck-- TAKE YOUR MOMENT ITS OKAY I UNDERSTAND hehe but I hope you enjoyed it my love ^^
Anonymous said: sara you KNEW everyone was gonna be upset what do you mean "some scenes may be upsetting" i was balling my eyes out the entire time
Shit u rite~~ BUT I HAD TO WARN OKAY YOU CAN’T SAY I DIDN’T WARN YOU YOU BROUGHT THIS ON YOURSELF
@moonlighthollow said: OMG NO NO NO WTF NO PLEASE OMG OK I'm done..😐 I'm an emotional wreck😭 she can't just..... yoongi can't just... oh geez i don't even know what to say AND JIMIN😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 Why u doin dis to me ? My poor heartㅠㅠ (i love your writing tho♥)
Shhhh it’s okay...shhhh now *hugs* eheh thank you so much for reading this chapter even if it was a little sad!
@doubletroublesince1994 said: OH MY FUCKING GOD YOU DID NOT OH LORD HELP ME BREATHE I DID NOT EXPECT THAT HOW THE FUCK DID THIS HAPPEN BECAUSE HELL I DIDNT ANTICIPATE THIS IM SHOOK
I’m glad I could surprise you in the worst way c: hehe thank you for reading once again my love!
Anonymous said: Hi, how many chapters will IWSY have? 💕
I’ve answered this question a million times before and Im sorry but I have no idea! :D
@wearelivinglegacies said: I'm NOT OKAY OMG I'M SO CLOSE TO CRYING RN LIKE WHAT AHHHHH FIRST JIMIN AND NOW Y/N!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! I'M SO ANGRY AND SAD AND THIS STORY IS SO AMAZING THANK YOU, BUT ALSO WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO MEEEE???????? I can't wait for the next part this story has me on the edge of my seat 😭❤
I apologise for any hurt I’ve caused hehe~ thank you so much for being on the edge of your seat, and thank you so much for reading too! :D
@noceurash said:I knew bad things would happen in this chapter but I'm so... gffhu DEAD INSIDE,, my poor sweet boy jimin (I have such a soft spot for this boy why would you hurt me like this ;^;)) and tae too aaah my heart is breaking. Not to mention bby namjoon not wanting to hurt anyone im crying inside. You've hurt my soul this chapter. It's so good ((hurting me but good)). I hope you have a lovely day~~ I love you!!! <3
All the soul and heart hurties :c hehe i hope you’ll have a lovely day and I love you too! thank you so much for reading the new chapter sweetie!
@wastedtaehyung said: WHAT THE FLIPPJNG FUCK DOFMDCKMS KWEKSLXKQOS (Y/N) AND JIMIN WHAT WOFMWKDK APLDLQD NOW I HAVE TO WAIT NEXT WEEK WIFNSKDMSKSKWMS FUCKFKCMSKLAXMLWFKLW
you’re welcome :3
Anonymous said: nOOOO SARA NOT JIMINNN T_T. i expected it but you still got mehhh feeeeeels. your stories are just so emotional and thats exactly whats so great about them ;-;. ive always thought about how these ideas pop up in your mind. :3
:3 i’m so happy that you find it emotional to read, because i find it emotional to write! as for ideas, they just come to me randomly? dreams, through lyrics and poetry I write, i don’t really know^^ thank you so much for reading dear :D
@bekzzz said: Holy Shit. Just.... holy shit. Tuesday can't come fast enough!
hehe thank you so much my love!
Anonymous said: straight up forgot that iwsy was coming out today 😭. I'm moving houses so everything is super stressful but i read the chapter and suddenly I am at peace. -tall anon
i hope moving house goes quickly for you! stress is no good~ thank you so much for reading the new chapter tall anon! ^^
@m1n-yoong1 said: The amount of times I've gasped and screamed reading IWSY pt 26 is unreal, your writing always amazes me and I look forward to the next chapter 🙌🏼🙌🏼💖💖
awh thank you, that was so sweet and you made me smile ^^ thank you so much for reading the new chapter love!
Anonymous said: damn sara these cliffhangers tho 👌🏻👌🏻👌🏻
u know me xox
Anonymous said: I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you I hate you 😡
It’s okay. I hate myself too.
Anonymous said: There was a part where you mention how she was essentially able to give life and it was in italics so she can bring Jimin back to life, right? Also if Jungkook marked her in some vampy way, does that mean that Yoongi's plan won't work? Please say yes! 🙏 Joon is gonna be okay too, right? I don't like death. Death is sad. I don't like being sad.
When Jungkook said he marked her, it was sexual innuendo as in - he has already gotten her pregnant ^^ hehe I hope everything turns out well in the end c: ~ thank you so much for reading!
Anonymous said: I'd like to assume that Yoongi can still be redeemed, because o love each and every one of them. That seems a bit too unrealistic, doesn't it though. 😔
We’ll just have to see what happens! But just remember that it’s not real haha Yoongi’s image is just being used for a character I created! It doesn’t depict him in any way ^^
@thenotsogrownupeldest said: I was screaming reading the ending of IWSY latest chapter! I even wish I was some kind of supernatural being that can intervene that heartbreaking scene and save both jimin and y/n.. you my friend, are a terrific writer. I love you but I slightly hate you right now for the ending. I need a moment to calm my non-vampiric soul from this intense scene.
Jump into the story and save everyone! hehe ^^ thank you so much and I love you too (even tho you slightly hate me) c: i’m glad you liked? the update!
Anonymous said: HOW COULD YOU
WHAT DID I DO
@wanda-rog said: I'm speechless...I really wasn't expecting that...Jimin better be okay next week! You're so good at leaving us all on the edge! I bit all my nails reading that chapter and now I can only hope for Jimin to survive and WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO THE BABY AND IS NAMJOON OKAY AND WHAT WILL HAPPEN OVER ALL, angst aside that was a really cool chapter I'm seriously looking forward to next one, thanks for always updating on time and lengthy chapters too, you go Sara xx
I hope he’ll be okay too! hehe all the questions, hopefully you’ll get answers soon c: thank you so much for enjoying it and reading the new chapter dear, it means a lot to me ^^
@coppertopging said: Omg i totally forgot it was tuesday until i saw your update! This chapter had soooo much going on!! I have so many questions, but got so many answers, but I can't help but want... no... NEED more of this story! Is it terrible that i just never want it to end?!
trust me, al the days have merged into one for me. I have 4 assignments due and numerous exams to have and I’m losing my grip on reality lolol please kill me :( thank you so much for reading as always dear, it means the world to me.
Anonymous said: Holly Tony Molly SARA DA FEELS ARE SO STRONG stop making me cry why did u kill Cristian Chim Chim :/// I just cant wait for next week arggggh *sobs* I freaking love how all of this is so angsty 💞 --wifey anon
hello wifey anon! Where does it say I killed Jimin? ;o thank you so much for reading my love!
Anonymous said: [[SCREAMING]]
*whispers*
Anonymous said: [Error 404] u cant kill chimchim u just cant why ?!😞😞
Where does it say I killed Jimin? ;o
@jynxy24 said: What. The. Hell. Shit feelings. What are feelings anyway? Do feelings even exist? WHY THE HECK YOU GOTTA DO THAT SARA WHY?! I'm happy that Namjoon is good. WE WERE CORRECT!! And damn, badass reader omg. I MISS BADASS VAMPIRE MOM!! Also, if Yoongi frickin doesn't turn good at the end, Istg Sara. Anyways! Thanks for the greatttttt chapter! Stay awesome :3
FEELINGS DONT EXIST :D hehe thank you so much for reading the new chapter ^^ i’m really happy you enjoyed it Jynxy :D
@shineeshawol204 said: So I just read chap 26 of I Won't Stop You, first of all, bitch - I mean that in the nicest way possible - second of all, your writing style is phenomenal! During the fight scene I was letting out audible gasps as the events were unfolding and I feel like I am actually watching it. There's zero gaps in your writing, I am left without questions (other than why bis, ugh the pain I feels) as to what's happening and just ugh, wonderful. Also my friend i sent it to is only on pt.3 and I need someone
Ahh thank you so much I’m so glad you enjoyed the fight scene! I had such a fun time writing it tbh lol to hear you say that there’s no gaps in my writing, it’s really a massive compliment to me. it’s always something i’ve been afraid of happening so thank you so much! thank you a million times ^^
@cheeto-puff-gem said: what the FUCK WHY THIS WHY T H I S
I DON’T KNOW WHAT
Anonymous said: OH SHIT Y/N IS GOING TO BECOME A VAMPIRE (stares intensely at April 18th on the calendar AKA NEXT TUESDAY)
but what if SHE DIES
Anonymous said: ONCE AGAIN YOU GOT ME ALL THE WAY FUCKED. ONE JIMIN NOT DEAD. IF HE DIE IMA LOSE MY SHIT AND TWO Y/N NOT GONNA BE YOONGI'S SLAVE CUZ SHE BELONGS TO JUNGKOOK. it's midnight and I'm laying in the bed crying RN cuz like why? Why you do these things? 😢😢😢 My soul is hurt. I feel as though the world needs to end because Lil mochi is dying and WHAT ABOUT THE FETUS? Baby fetus me is in there like wtf mom calm ya tits and where's my dad? You keep hurting me w/ cliffhangers but I love u 💜~LilKookieAno (cont.) P.S. on a real note I'm dead ass when I say the baby should be named after me. 💜 ~LilKookieAnon
Don’t worry baby fetus i’m sure you’ll be okay! hehe hopfully everything will work out okay in the end :D i love you too sweetcakes~ thank you so much for reading part 26! i hope you enjoyed it even though it was an emotional one :3
@blryface said: I'm honestly so shook at part 26. Like, oh my god I'm speechless. You're such an amazing writer and I anticipate every Tuesday when you update! I can't wait to see how things turn out but DAMN YOU GOT ME FUCKED UP
ahhh thank you so much honestly ^^ i’m so happy you liked it and that you look forward to new updates my love! and i’m sorry if i got you all fucked up hehe
Anonymous said: NO NO NO NO SARA WTHEFUCKWHY TAKE ME TO THE HOSPITAL RIGHT NOW IM GONNA AAAAAAA
I called you an ambulance!!
@sunnyoongi2 said: I JUST FINISHED THE NEW CHAPTER OF IWSY AND IM SO HURT I LOVE IT SO MUCH IM CRYING JIMIN!!! NOOO
hehehe thank you so much for reading!
Anonymous said: HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK JIMIN OH MY GOD IM CRYING BUT ALSO NAMJOON AND IM SO TIRED IT'S TOO LATE ON A SCHOOL NIGHT TO BE THIS EMOTIONALLY DISTRAUGHT OH MY GOD
GO TO BED YOU NAUGHTY CHILD!
Anonymous said: NUH UH HONEY. That is all. (In response to IWSY Part 26)
UH HUH HONEY YES MM
Anonymous said: OH MY GODDDD. IWSY CHAP 26 GOT ME SCREAMINGGGG!!! THANK YOU FOR THE UPDATE 💜💜💜
AHH YOU’RE WELCOME AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!
Anonymous said: WAIT WHAT
*waits*
Anonymous said: Yeah just slap me right into the feels take my heart will ure at it whats the point of living if softie Jimin is dead 😩
Where does it say Jimin died?!
Anonymous said: What is this pain that I feel in my chest?
Life
Anonymous said: my poor hearteu
*comforts you*
@lostheretics said: oMg iM HAVING A HEART ATTACK WTF YOONGI???????????? I NEED HELP IWSY IS KILLIN ME
hehe~ you’re welcome for the heart attack! :3
@koreaisanaddiction said: SARA NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! not thatt!!!!! im so sad!!!!!!!(cont.) I THINK I KNOW WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT!!! I HAVE THEORIES!!!
*sneaky laughs* I guess you’ll just have to wait to see if your theories are correct! ^^ thank you for reading lovely :D
Anonymous said: you ripped my poor soul in half with iwsy why, why must you bring pain and do this :( poor jimin my heart
I apologise for all the pain :( but I hope you’re still enjoying the story my love!
Anonymous said: I just cannot with chapter 26, this feeling is so indescribable, no words can explain the pain when I read the last few paragraphs, OMG NO PLEASE DONT TAKE HER AWAY FROM JUNGKOOK PLEASEEEE!!!! ಥ╭╮ಥ
Hopefully everything will be okay!! Thank you so much for reading my love ^^
Anonymous said: oh my gosh Sara chapter 26 was so saddening but so good!!! JIMINNNNNN please tell me a miracle will happen and he won't die!!! and let's hope the mark made by jungkook makes a difference and it is strong enough to overcome Yoongi's... I don't want evil yoongi to become my master T.T btw I've written in a couple of times as anon, but how about I label myself as bunnykookie96 from now onwards :D yes, I'm a 96-liner. may I ask what's your age too? ^^
The reference jungkook made to a ‘mark’ was a sexual innuendo because he got her pregnant haha ^^ and yay bunnykookie96! I am also a 96 liner~ my birthday is 12th of January!! :D
Anonymous said: IDC ABT Y/N RN WILL JIMIN MAKE IT AKSKSKKSKK PLEASE OH MY GOD I STILL NEED TO SEE THAT VMIN SIDE STORY
I PRAY THAT ALL YOUR WISHES COME TRUE GODBLESS
Anonymous said: im fucking having theories in my head right now loool but i cant put it into words i will wait for the next chapter to see if im right hoho and btw is this ending? :( i feel like im reading a book holy shit i dont want it to end :((
I can’t wait to see if your theories will come true!! And nope, not yet. There’s still a bit to go~ But I’m glad that you’re not getting bored of it! I was afraid that people might get bored of it because of the length of the series haha :( thank you so much for reading!
Anonymous said: HOW COULD YOU DO THAT JIMIN WHHHHHYYYY the tears currently streaming down my face could create a lake for him to relax in LIKE WHHHYYY DID U DO THIS TO ME WHY COULDNT YOU JUST TAKE ME INSTEAD he was so young so bright so precious just full of love I'm so sad WHY JIMIN!!! New drinking game!! Drink an entire bottle of wine everytime you cried during this chapter ☹️
Jimin you should have stayed out of it!! Take him? Where did he go? Who said he’s dead? ;o hehe~ thank you so much for reading the chapter my love ^^
Anonymous said: I just looked at a picture of Min Yoongi the love of my life and I? Got mad at him?? Like??? You asshole???? Why couldn't you just stay in the basement of your god damn mansion and let everyone live happily????? Like damn I had to remind myself that I'm not dating a vampire and Jimin didn't actually get stabbed and that I need to stop reading outside because I look crazy crying on a park bench THANKS SO MUCH SARA YOU REALLY STABBED ME IN THE HEART THERE
Awwwwh no! Don’t be like that~ that’s not how Yoongi is - I’m merely just using his image to fit a character that I made! Yoongi is a sweet person for sure :D hehe i’m sorry if I made you cry :( but i hope you enjoed the chapter nonetheless ^^ thank you so much!
Anonymous said: Omg ch 26 was brilliant! All I can think about is what's going to happen to y/n's unborn baby ahhhhhhh >.< my heart goes out to jungkookie, his biggest fear became true. I really loved this chapter and the loved the way you conveyed namjoon's struggles! On another not,I really admire you for updating on time! Thank youuuuu for writing an amazing story that contrary keeps us on our toes. I love it and hate it at the same time lol.
Thank you so much my love! that really means so much to me, you’re so, so sweet thank you so much *hugs* I really hope you’ll enjoy the rest of the story and I’m glad you liked this chapter ^^
@dont-hyuck said: Fuck I'm trying so hard not to ugly sob after this chapter ooooohhhhhh someone help ease my aching heart 😭😭😭😭💔💔 I hope everything ends up right at the end I am so attached to this story it is one of the most wonderful things I have ever read and I mean that with my entire being. Please don't ever stop writing I love you so much 😭😭😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖
I was ugly sobbing while I was writing it haha :( I hope everything ends up all alright too! awwh thank you so much my love, you have no idea how much your words mean to me! I don’t ever plan on stopping so you don’t have to worry :3 thank you and I love you too my dear!!
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