#made these at a Valentine’s Day event at the dorm lol

[rollingaroundin-bread]

Happy sonic movie anniversary to those who celebrate 💙❤️ :)

#sonic the hedgehog #shadow the hedgehog #my art stuff #made these at a Valentine’s Day event at the dorm lol #obviously used reference but I’m still happy with them for basically freehanding with marker

[moonstruck-writing]

Like the inside of your hoodie

Pairing: Tsuzuru Minagi x gn!reader | A3! Prompt: Feb 3rd – “Again with my clothes?” “They smell like you.” Event: Be my Valentine hosted by @xxsycamore and @chaosangel767 Rating: General C/W: fluff, a bit of angst (it turned more angsty than I intended to), relationship struggles and how they’re solved, honestly just explaining misunderstandings and showing your love for each other. Summary: You have been dating Tsuzuru for long enough to know his strong points and his vices, and yet, it still caught you off guard when he took even more writing upon him. Especially when you had made plans to meet. Word count: 2.323 A/N: This is my first entry for the event ^-^ I’m super excited to be participating!! Honestly, I’ve never looked forward to Valentine’s Day this much lol. I hope you can enjoy this <3 (and I hope the happy ending makes up for the angst, honestly I’m nervous about writing angst for a valentine’s event, but there’s a ton of love in here :c I promise).

*A3!EN news that the app will be deleted* my brain: you can't control what inspires me !! *starts writing more A3! Fanfiction*

Mankai’s timeline escapes my understanding so, let’s say this happens at some point after ACT 1 ?

You check the time on your phone once again before deciding to approach the dorms. Tsuzuru isn’t reading your texts, and it’s already 10 past the time you had agreed to meet. Shortly after ringing the doorbell, Muku appears timidly behind the door.

“Oh, I remember you! You’re Tsuzuru’s significant other!”

His choice of words surprises you. In just a second, your skin resembles his hair.

“Hi, um… Muku?” You’re unsure about whether you remember his name correctly. The few times you’ve been there, there are always so many people in the living room that the number of names to memorize floods your brain.

“Yes! I guess you’re here to see Tsuzuru?”

You nod and he realizes you’re still standing in the doorway, so he urges you inside. When he sees you’re not taking your shoes off, he pulls a pair of slippers from the cabinet.

“Here, please use this.”

“Oh, thank you but I don’t think I’ll be staying? Tsuzuru and I had plans to go out.”

Muku offers you a gentle smile.

“I think Tsuzuru was finishing the new script for the Spring troupe.”

Oh, no. Another one? You hadn’t heard anything of that.

“But it’s February?”

“If I remember correctly, he mentioned he wants to have the scripts extra early so they can do several plays per season.”

“And when was the deadline for that?”

“Um… I think there was no deadline this time? Because he was doing it early? The director said he should take it easy…”

You sigh. Tsuzuru, taking it easy? You’d like to see that, especially when it comes to writing. It seemed that the only thing that he took easy was your relatio- no. You had decided you wouldn’t have those thoughts.

“You can go to his room if you want.”

“Oh, isn’t… his roommate in?” For some reason, you can’t remember his name even if you’ve heard it a million times. Your brain is too busy worrying, so you decide to take off your shoes to distract yourself with something.

“He’s on the sofa now.” Muku laughs and signals with his head to the side. You peek from the entrance and see a familiar guy wearing headphones.

“Okay, I’ll… check up on Tsuzuru, then.”

“Good luck. Oh, and have fun with your date!”

You wave and thank him. You really need good luck, there aren’t great prospects. You head to Tsuzuru's room and knock a few times. The silence that greets you makes you say goodbye to the plans you had in your head.

After closing the door behind you, you sigh with relief when you see his figure laying down in bed. It’s an improvement from other times he’s passed out on the floor or on the desk, and you can be hopeful maybe that means he is done with the script. And he wasn’t just ignoring your messages on purpose.

You look around the room and see his laptop is still on, the screen black. With curiosity, you try moving the mouse and a document appears on the screen.

“The End”

So he really did it. He did it, and maybe, just maybe, it means that you’ll be able to spend more time with him from now on, even if it’s only a little bit. Even if it’s only till the next play, the next script. You can have this moment of joy, right?

Turning away from the computer – you don’t want to pry on the script, Tsuzuru will show it to you in due time – you move the chair slowly so as not to wake him up. Sitting down, you face his body on the bed. You’d like to say he sleeps like the angels after he is exhausted to death, but truth is, he doesn’t. You can see his eyes are half-open and he is snoring quite loudly. Sleep deprivation really does not suit him at all, and you wish that now that it seems he’ll have to be writing even more than before, he gets better habits.

Like replying to your texts and remembering when you’re meeting.

You look away, trying to shake those thoughts away. Everybody makes mistakes. You can bring it up when he’s conscious, but… you need to trust he isn’t doing it on purpose. You need to trust his feelings for you.

Leaning to one side, you lower your head until your cheek is buried in the blue hoodie that’s hanging from the back of the chair. His scent reaches your nose, and you close your eyes, breathing in. You suddenly feel the tension you didn’t know you were holding, float away. Without thinking, you take off your coat and jacket and slip his hoodie on. You raise the collar to your nose and feel a warmth that’s not caused by the fabric.

“Again with my clothes?” The sound of your clothes rustling must’ve woken him up.

The surprise of hearing Tsuzuru’s voice could’ve made you jolt, but you love his voice so much, a wave of affection washes over you. Finally, you’re hearing it. Your boyfriend’s voice.

“They smell like you,” you reply lowering the collar to its normal position. He is rubbing his entire face, trying to shoo the sleepiness away.

“You’re smiling.” When he points it out, you realize you indeed are smiling widely.

“Well, I’m going on a date with my boyfriend this evening.”

Tsuzuru drops his hands almost immediately, now fully awake. The face he is making is quite funny, but you’re glad it shows he didn’t remember, and he feels bad about it. It’s not an act, you know him enough for that.

“I’m so sorry, what time’s it? I’m sorry I made you wait and come to get me, I’m really – you must be so annoyed with me.”

“It’s not that late, only about 30 minutes late, and I got to see you asleep and to wear this hoodie… oh, and Muku called me your significant other.” You giggle a little, but you know your face doesn’t correspond with your words. It’s always like that.

“This is no way of treating… a significant other.” His voice loses its sharpness by the end of the sentence. “Let me make it up to you.”

“Actually, Tsuzuru, this isn’t the first time that’s happened.” You’re looking down and you can feel your heart is beating like crazy, but you know it is the right thing to do.

He doesn’t say anything, and you hear rustling. He takes your hands in his, and you force yourself to look at him. It feels like you can’t even move the muscles in your face, but at least you’re not crying.

“Will you please look at me?” His voice is soft, and you can feel his hands warming yours. You breathe deeply, trying to calm down, and look at him. “I’m so sorry, and I know saying sorry is not enough, and there are no excuses for being such a lame boyfriend.”

“But surely you must have reasons?” Your voice is so small it seems to belong to someone else and not you. You had been pushing down these feelings for so long, and now you don’t know what to do with them anymore.

Tsuzuru sighs and lets go of one of your hands in favour of rubbing his face again. He has just woken up and he is having this type of conversation. He is less prepared than he could be. Not that he would ever be prepared to have trouble with you.

“I thought I had set an alarm.” He starts, not looking at you. “I… I wanted to finish the script early, and I did, and then I was just going to rest for a bit and go out with you and be able to pay full attention to you, but now…”

“Tsuzuru, how many days have you worked through without real sleep?”

“Only three. Or four.” He looks at you like it’s not a big deal. He took naps, kinda.

You pick up his phone from the desk and easily unlock it using your fingerprint. As you thought, the first thing that appears on the screen is the alarm app.

“You must’ve slept through your alarms.”

“I’m sorr-”

“You could’ve just told me?”

“Told you?” He hides his free hand in his jean pocket.

“Yeah, we would’ve rescheduled, you could’ve slept for a day, and probably you would’ve also had time for eating something. You can’t survive just with protein bars for days, you know.” You pick up the stack of empty wrapping that’s next to the mouse and throw it into the bin.

“I didn’t want to reschedule.” He squeezes your hand, making you look at him.

“Why not?”

“Well… Valentine’s Day is around the corner and… I didn’t want to cause you any unnecessary worry. I wanted to show you you are my priority, and I messed up big time.”

“You could’ve still told me about the script. Maybe I could’ve just come and hung out with you, I don’t know. It’s not the first time we hang out together while you work.”

“…I don’t want you to get bored of me.” His voice is barely a whisper now, and his hand squeezes yours tighter.

“Why would I get bored of you?”

“I…well, you know how I get when I’m in the middle of a script. My brain just… everything can be ideas for it and then I just want to write them as fast as possible and theatre is all I talk about even if I’m with you or if we’re in the middle of a date, and we don’t even have that many opportunities to go on dates because I have my part-time job and rehearsals and- I don’t want you to get tired of all this, I don’t want to have less time for you, I don’t want to have to reschedule and-” He has been speaking without looking at you once. You reach for his face and cup his cheek.

“Tsuzuru, I know you, and I knew you were in theatre and that you wrote scripts before we even began dating. Yes, it’s true I never knew it could get this crazy while you’re in the middle of a script, but… You’re still you. In fact, you’re you for it. And now… I know you like the inside of your hoodie,” you say, trying to impress him with your choice of words, and trying to lighten the mood. He smiles a little and you also relax.

“Hey, how many times have you secretly worn this already?”

“Not enough times.” You hide your hands inside of the pocket. “I know you like this hoodie, and yet… sometimes I still find mysterious pockets suddenly appearing.”

“Well, I need to surprise you so you don’t get bored, right?”

“Again with this? Honestly, sometimes I wish you were less surprising.” You gently nudge him and he playfully falls backwards on the bed. Suddenly, one of the things he had said clicked in your mind. “Did you… did you try to finish the script faster than usual?”

“Well, of course. I wanted to meet with you, and give you my full attention. I told you. But… not just that.” He gets back up and looks at you. “I actually… wanted to show you some parts of the script.”

“Yeah? You’re happy with how it turned out?”

“Yes, but I also wanted to ask your thoughts on certain parts.”

You chuckle.

“Tsuzuru, I’m no professional. I’m not you.”

“Ah, I’m not a professional either.” He blushes a bit. “But your opinion is still important to me. I wanted… to write something that you would enjoy.” He looks away from you. “Since, you know… you always end up reading it… and you always come to watch our plays…”

Warmth begins to spread in your chest. You feel like laughing. What the hell had you been worrying about? It feels stupid now, like a nightmare you wake up from. And you love this reality.

“You’re incredible, Tsuzuru. I love you.”

“I love you too.” His smile gets bigger, and he giggles a little. “In fact, I think I love you more.”

“Eh? How dare you!” You jump from your seat to tumble on top of him, making him fall backwards again. Your arms twine around his neck, and he hugs you tightly while your bodies wiggle with laughter.

“I know you love me,” you whisper looking at him. “But sometimes… I wish I felt it instead of hearing it.”

“You have a way with words today, huh?” He closes the distance between your faces and brushes your noses together.

“Well, it must be your skill rubbing off on me.” You kiss him softly, melting a bit more in his arms. Now that the tension and worrying are over, you feel as if you’re floating. He returns the kiss, but before you can get lost in his warmth and sweetness, you break away.

“If rescheduling means you’ll take better care of yourself, I want you to reschedule next time. Or at least tell me what’s going on, please?” You place your arms on his chest, propelling yourself up to properly see his face.

“…I’ll tell you what’s going on. But I won’t reschedule.”

You pout but decide it’s good enough.

“Nap?” You suggest, seeing the dark circles under his eyes.

“Yes, please. I love napping with you.” You get off of him and entwine your legs with his. “But if you get bored, you have to wake me up.” If you can, Tsuzuru thinks.

“I won’t get bored, I can do this.” You move to gently peck his lips.

You stay so close, with a gentle move forwards and you’re both brushing your lips together. Your breaths mix together, and Tsuzuru caresses your hair with his eyes closed. This quiet proximity is bliss.

It’s not clear which one of you falls asleep first.

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b’day boy

anon: “hi hi hi hi!!! how’re you!! idk if you’re requests are on but!!! can i request smth where jaehyun thinks the reader forgot abt this bday bc she didn’t text him all day but she actually flys to seoul to see him?? basically johnny helped surprise him!!” quick pretend johnny is living on the same floor as jaehyun for this fic. enjoy anon! :-)

“hey! happy birthday, man,” johnny greets jaehyun, slapping him on the back as the birthday boy answers with a nod and a tired smile.

the dorm’s still quiet in the morning, save for the boiling water and the white noise from beyond the flat. the taller male doesn’t miss the way jaehyun’s smile drops, eyeing his phone a meter away from him in case the plan’s busted.

“hm… hyung, have you heard from (y/n) lately? i haven’t gotten her breakfast text, which is weird…”

jaehyun exits the messaging app for the umpteenth time, seeing if there was anything wrong with the internet or with his phone itself.

johnny shakes his head at the question, going back to prepare his coffee as he struggles to hold back a smile.

“sorry, jae, i’m not so sure about that.”

he saves his phone as it lit up right as you messaged, spamming to the poor guy about nerves and bizarre situations due to your overthinking mind.

(y/n) the homie: ?????? what ???? the hell do i wear!!!!!!!!

(y/n) the homie is typing…

(y/n) the homie: i’m trying to hard rn not to click on jaehyun’s name lol

(y/n) the homie: unnnnf i feel so bad johnny

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: u know for someone that has my contact name in wack ass emojis, i’m not gonna help you fashion-wise

johnny 🔥🥱🕴:  don’t worry k, plus it was ur idea!!!! how’s the packing coming along

(y/n) the homie: haha very funny, i am already on the plane mf

“john, hyung, you already made the reservation for tonight yea?” jaehyun asks sleepily, getting up from his comfy position on the table solely to get a chance at johnny’s coffee.

the other hums, having had made reservations for 12 people. sicheng was joining the boys for dinner tonight and taeyong was bringing his girlfriend as well, leaving one last seat for you.

one last text catches johnny’s attention, hoping all will turn out well tonight.

(y/n) the homie: i’m taking off rn, pls follow the plan or i think i’ll actually cry

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: is typing…

johnny 🔥🥱🕴:  overdramatic. i will, just focus on getting to korea safe yea

you leave it as that, buckling in and settled in quick well once the plane had reached a certain altitude.

the present you prepared couldn’t leave your mind, debating here and there whether jaehyun would like it or not.

would something go wrong? we didn’t fight before this, did we?

your thoughts travel everywhere, trying your best to relax while you find a film to distract you. soon, you ease into the movie and then, into a comfortable sleep.

it’s almost evening when the captain announces the landing in a few more minutes, bringing you to open the window.

although the clouds seemed to dance around the plane and the deep blue of the sky takes over the day, the sight provides little comfort as you practice your korean in the plane.

you repeat the restaurant’s address in your head even through immigration, steps unknowingly speeding up at how excited you were.

on the other hand, jaehyun gets more and more worried at the lack of texts, eyeing the single one sent early in the morning at 3am, while you bid each other goodbye on facetime. nothing seems to get him out of his daze, having been reminded several times of the car that was waiting for him.

as the manager wishes him a happy birthday, jaehyun could only thank him half-heartedly, staring down at his phone with a frown.

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: oh man you gotta have like a full on dance number when u enter or something. your mans can’t stop sighing at his phone like it’s a magic mirror

(y/n) the homie: oh nooo, crap, i feel so bad. i’m omw, gotta thank u for going over my korean before this flight

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: you learnt it from the best

(y/n) the homie: 🙄🙄🙄

your eyes pass through many different shops and districts, observing the busy streets of korea and it’s liveliness and wondering if you will ever be up to living in such an exciting country.

it was a long drive, your feet unable to stop moving while you kept yourself calm by counting the exchanged money over and over. a notification from @johnnyjsuh lights up your phone and brings you out of your anxiety for a bit, the instagram story filling up the screen as he records the grand restaurant that they would be dining in.

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: you here?

(y/n) the homie: yes, almost. this person right here is very jumpy and tense

johnny 🔥🥱🕴: breathe, i’ll give u the green light soon

(y/n) the homie: kk

with one foot out the cab, you find yourself needing to calm your heart, feeling the familiar heat and adrenaline rush through your body at seeing your boyfriend.

you eye your phone for the last time, entering on johnny’s cue to surprise jaehyun. with his back turned to the event room, your lips naturally curl into a smile as you watch him through the glass panel.

the gentle jazz pouring from the speakers give the atmosphere its intended ambience, as the boys catch up with sicheng and others converse with each other. they keep their cool according to plan as you enter silently, the gift clutched under your arm tightly.

“guess who?”

with your hands over his eyes, you can almost feel his shock.

“what... no way,” jaehyun’s jaw drops, gaining some laughs from the members as he turns around rapidly. his latches onto your smile, the corners of his lips slowly stretching into a grin before you stumble back at his embrace.

jaehyun holds you tight, as if you’d vanish once you left this room. his arms were wound around you all the way by the next minute, leaving you with no opportunity to breathe.

“babe, i can’t breathe,” you blurt out, making the male release you almost immediately before you attack with your own hug, loving how you could feel the rumble of his chest as he giggled.

“was everyone in on this?” you nodded as he turned to his members, most of them donning bright, sly smiles and jungwoo even winking when he met his eyes.

“y’all are incredible,” jaehyun throws his head back in laughter, an arm naturally encircling your waist as you pile your present with the other’s, making your way to your seat after.

dinner is filled with joviality and loud conversation, even coaxing johnny into revealing that he was the ringleader of the plan. the birthday boy applauds his subtlety, bringing the night to a close an hour or two later as each member finishes their share of the cake.

“i’ll come in later, you guys should head back first,” jaehyun states, pressing a kiss to your temple as the others bid you goodbye.

the lean into your boyfriend feels natural, the cool breeze brushing past your face as he interrogates you about you ghosting him.

“i was so worried, i honestly thought you forgot about me.”

you chuckle, “do you think i really could? when there’s valentine decorations everywhere? i wouldn’t forget it even if it wasn’t valentine’s,” you mused, matching up with jaehyun’s steps.

“it would be sad if my own girlfriend couldn’t remember when i was born.”

the two of you fall quiet, enjoying each other’s company as you stroll around the park near the restaurant.

“say, did you like the surprise?”

“like? baby, i loved it,” jaehyun pulls you in, the walk stopped short while he holds your freezing fingers, “thank you.”

you answer in the form of a smile, tippy-toeing to reach his lips halfway as the moon shines on. it settles your heart in familiarity and warmness, never losing that giddy fondness whenever you were with jaehyun.

“i’d travel anywhere to be where you are, jung jaehyun.”

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[escapewriter]

Light of My Life

pairing : minghao x reader

synopsis : what’s better than celebrating your boyfriend’s birthday rapunzel style?

genre : whole lotta fluff and a bit of humor

word count : 2k

warnings : slight mentions of murder but its a joke

a/n : for minghao’s birthday😌 it isnt a lot like how i wanted but it does justice lol. also, lets pretend they weren’t by the ocean lol

svt written masterlist || main masterlist

You sat in your apartment opening the box you received from the mail today. Jun had helped you plan this date for Minghao for his birthday and this item would complete the whole date. You pulled out the lanterns that were in a plastic bag and scanned them. 

“Perfect,” You place them carefully in the picnic basket, finally set for your date with Minghao tomorrow. You heard your phone buzz on the table.

Minghao : hi yn, what you up to?

You smiled at his text, grateful that he took the time to text you even with his busy schedule 

You : i am currently preparing for our date tomorrow :D

Minghao : ooo how exciting. can i know what you have planned??

You : you should know the answer to that question 

Minghao rolled his eyes as he stared at his screen. Of course you would turn the tables on him, he always made your dates a surprise. 

Minghao : no fair :(

You : how is this not fair??

Minghao : cuz i want to know lol. 

You contemplated but stood your ground; you can’t tell him. 

You : guess you just have to find out tomorrow. 

Minghao sighed, giving up on attempting to find out what you have planned. 

Minghao : fine. but don’t think ill tell you what i have planned for your birthday. 

You : yeah yeah i know. dont you still have practice?

He looked at the clock in the practice room and then to some of his members who were sitting on the floor or standing. 

Minghao : yeah i should probably get going. its late too, you should sleep. 

You : i will dont worry. stay safe and dont push yourself. 

Minghao : i wont. goodnight my love, i love you.

You : i love you too. 

You locked your phone and took the basket, placing it on the kitchen counter. Tomorrow was going to be an eventful day. 

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You placed the basket with all the supplies you needed in the trunk of your car, deciding to make it a surprise. Taking the other basket that you prepared this morning with various types of food, you put it in the backseat behind the drivers side. Getting in, you started the car and headed to Minghao’s dorm. 

You tapped the wheel in excitement, you finally get to have some part of the day with Minghao before his birthday. It was November 6th, so it wasn’t exactly his birthday, but you did get to have him until midnight and that’s all that counts. And it made your plan perfect. 

You got to the parking garage and texted your boyfriend that you were downstairs waiting. After 5 minutes, you see the elevator open and Minghao step out, looking as handsome as ever. 

He approached the car and got into the passenger seat, giving you a quick kiss. “Hi,” he smiled at you, “Hi,” you smiled back. You began to pull out of the building, picking up a small conversation with each other.

“How was the drive?” You turned down the radio, “Same as usual, smooth, nothing wrong, I was safe.” He smiled, happy that you had a decent ride, “That’s good. So, where are we going?”

You took your eyes off the road to look at him for a split second before focusing back on the road. A grin creeped onto your face, “You’ll find out soon Hao. Be patient, you’ll love it.”

“No, I know I’ll love it, I just have to let my manager know because of protocol,” You sighed, “Is that really the reason?” He looked outside the window, playing with his rings, “Half of it, they told me to have fun.” 

You smiled and turned up the radio, “Shut up and enjoy the ride baby. Trust, you’ll enjoy it more.”

~

“This is nice,” Minghao sighed beside you on the picnic blanket. “Yeah it is.”

All the food in the basket was empty, mainly Minghao devouring most of it. “So, what are we gonna do now?” You looked at the time on your phone. Sun sets at 6:45 and it’s 3:50. You have three hours for what you have planned so it should be enough. 

“I’ll be right back, I have to get something.” You got up quickly and retrieved the extra basket that was in the trunk. You returned to Minghao, “Ta da!” 

“More food??” You laughed and sat down in your place, “No, an activity. Jun actually helped me with the idea.” You opened up the basket, taking out of the things you packed inside, “What is this YN?” He picked up one of the lanterns. 

“It’s a lantern. I packed all these art supplies so we could decorate them and light them up and release them. Originally, I wanted to do it at midnight because that’s when your actual birthday is, but the timing wasn’t right, and plus it’s dangerous during nighttime.” 

He looked at you with his mouth agape, “That’s so,,, thoughtful. I can’t believe you came up with this.” 

“Actually Jun-” “-let’s just give you the credit for now.” You smiled at him as he leaned over and kissed you on the lips. You held his face in place as his right hand was planted in between the two of you so he wouldn’t lose balance. Pulling away, you smiled at each other, “Happy Birthday my love.” 

“Thank you, I love you so much. Now! Let's get to painting!”

~

“My lantern looks like crap oh my god,” you looked at the blue blob on your cylinder object. “I’m sure it looks fine YN, just keep going.” You put down the paint brush and looked at your boyfriend. 

He’s been in ‘The8’ mode ever since you two started painting. He didn’t want you to see what he was making, so it became a rule that when you both finish, that’s when you present your pieces to each other. 

“I don’t know why you’re not letting me see yours, it’s not like I haven’t seen you paint before.” You continued to try and make your blob look presentable by drawing a happy face, “You know, when you took me out here in like the middle of nowhere, I thought you would’ve killed me, broken up with me and left me here to starve, or go cloud watching.”

You looked at him with a weird face, “Well for one thing, there are no clouds today. And two, I wouldn’t have let you starve, that’s too painful.” You finally looked up at you, “So you would’ve killed me?” 

You purse your lips, “Would you rather starve to death?” He rolled his eyes and looked back down at his artwork. 

“I get that Jun helped you with this, but like, how did the idea come about?” You painted mindlessly while pondering on an answer, “Well I thought of you and what you would like, even if you said anything. But I just thought about what you meant to me, like how lanterns are bright when you light them up, and when you release them, they float. It’s a really bad metaphor, but you’re like my lantern. You’re the light of my life and every time I’m with you, I’m always on cloud nine. Plus it fits with your culture.”

He was looking at you when you tried to sneak a peek at his lantern. “I’m gonna pretend I didn’t just see you try to look at my lantern. But besides the point, that was really cheesy, but I love you.” You smiled and put down the brush. 

“Well, I’m done with mine.” You looked at him, seeing him also set down his brush, “Me too. Do we let it dry and assemble it?” You contemplated on your answer for a bit, “Uhh, I could probably assemble mine because it looks like trash anyway, but if you like yours, let it dry a little and then assemble it.” 

~

Minghao just finished assembling his lantern after it dried for a bit. It was currently 6:50, the sky was just turning into various shades of orange, pink and purple. “Okay, wanna see mine now?” You looked at your boyfriend and he held his lantern behind his back, “Show me.”

He brought it in front of him and lifted it up, slowly turning it to see the details that he drew on. “Wow, it looks beautiful, I can’t really see it.”

He brought it back down and signaled for you to scoot closer, “This here, is the bouquet of your favorite flower that I got you for Valentines Day,” You smiled as he turned it a little to move to the next picture, “This is the tree that we sat by on one of our dates. The one where a bird pooped on you,” You laughed and slightly hit his shoulder, “I can’t believe you put that there.”

“How could I not? It was an amazing memory. Anyway, this is a drawing of our matching bracelets, I didn’t want to paint it because I thought it would ruin it, so it’s a bit plain.” You shook your head, “No it’s beautiful.” He turned it to the final piece.

“This is a picture of us, or a silhouette of us. We’re watching the lanterns fly up into the beautiful sky together.” You felt a tear drop fall from your eye, “Aw crap what the fuck? Why am I crying?” You giggled and quickly tried wiping away the tears with your hands as Minghao laughed beside you. 

He put down his lantern and pulled you in closer to him, “Why are you crying though, baby?” You sniffed, “Because this is a celebration for you, and I feel like I should’ve painted something beautiful for you.” You kissed your forehead softly, “I don’t care what you paint baby, as long as I’m here with you, it doesn’t matter.”

“I kinda don’t want to release that one, it’s too beautiful.” He looked at you with a pout, “but I painted the future.” 

You laughed, checking your phone, “Okay fine. It’s 7:10, we should light it up now.” 

You both got up, lanterns in your hands. Grabbing a lighter, you lit yours and then Minghao’s, “Ready YN?” You held the hand that he held out, “I feel like I’m in high school musical,” he laughed, squeezing your hand, “Keep it PG, we do not makeout in public.”

“Okay,” You rolled your eyes with a smile, “On the count of three.” You both gazed into each other’s eyes, “1. 2. 3.” 

You both let go of the lanterns and saw them slowly float into the sun-kissed sky. You felt Minghao release your hand before hearing jazz music begin to play and feeling his arms wrap around your waist, swaying softly to the music. 

“Of course jazz music.” You heard him chuckle behind you, “Well, you can’t blame me, it’s a perfect time for it.” You smiled and leaned more into his embrace.

“Did you like the date?” He hummed in response, his chin on your shoulder, “It was perfect. I loved it a lot, thank you for making this special for me.” 

“Of course. It’s, well almost your big day after all.” You turned around, placing your hands on his shoulders and his on your waist. “Happy Birthday my love,” He smiled at you, heart filled with love and happiness as he looked into your eyes more. He leaned in and placed a soft kiss to your lips, taking your breath away. You would never get tired of this feeling. 

Pulling away, you smiled at each other before he looked up, “We should take a picture.” He took out his phone from his pocket, pausing the music and switching on the camera. He held it at a low angle to get the lanterns in the picture, but also getting the sunset in the background.

“Say cheese!” Instead of smiling at the camera, you placed your lips on his cheek, him capturing the moment perfectly. “You sly person,” you giggled and quickly pecked his lips. You grabbed his phone and resumed the jazz music. 

Hold out your hand, “I believe we were dancing earlier?” He gave you a smirk and took your hand into his before pulling you closer, the two of you watching the sunset and dancing slowly to the sound of jazz.

#seventeen #minghao #the8 #happy minghao day #seventeen oneshot #seventeen scenarios #seventeen reactions #escapewriter oneshot

[mikrocosmonaut]

dessert wine pt. 1 ♡│ pjm

pairing: jimin x reader

[ part of the ‘Galentine’s Day’ miniseries ]

summary: Setting up for Galentine’s Day at Jimin’s house was going great until he raided his parents’ alcohol cabinet. Drunk on ice cream and dessert wine, it becomes harder and harder for you to ignore the new, intrusive thoughts you’ve been having about your best friend. And to make matters worse - the party hasn’t even started yet!

word count: 4-5k

warnings: very light smut, bad language, slight voyeurism if u squint, y/n and jimin are oblivious dumbasses, part 2 will contain actual smut so beware~

genre: mutual pining, f2l, jealousy, lots of fluff, eventual smut

a/n: hey lovelies, sorry for the slight delay due to internet problems. sorry in advance for any errors, this is the first piece of writing I’ve done in months so I’m probably rusty as hell lol. hope you enjoy and keep an eye out for part 2 of Jimin’s story. I’ll be posting the other members’ parts throughout the month so stay tuned for updates :) happy reading~

It’s February 14th. Life is great. And you have the cutest best friend in the whole world who has kindly invited the whole group to a ‘small gathering’ to celebrate the occasion.

Jimin told you to turn up at his house a few hours early to help him set up. His mom and dad are currently on a cruise somewhere in the Mediterranean -romantic, right?- so your gang has the run of their modern, spacious barn-conversion for the entire night. You’ve been to Jimin’s house several times before, often staying over to avoid your shitty roommate back at the dorms.  

Jimin has no shitty roommate of his own, because Jimin commutes to university. He says there’d be no point paying for the overpriced student dorms when he only lives about forty minutes train-journey away. And also, because his mom does his laundry for him.

By now, you’re no stranger to the grandeur of Jimin’s house -or ‘The Chateau’, as you like to teasingly call it. There’s a kind of fancy atmosphere about the place: the minimalistic décor, the huge dining table and even the trophy cabinet in the hall. Yet for all the luxury he lives in, your friend remains annoyingly humble and down to earth.

When you rock up at Jimin’s that afternoon, he opens the front door to find you a little pissed off and a whole lot soaked. It’s raining heavily, and you stand on his porch like a lost, soggy puppy, big eyes pleading for sympathy and arms huddled around your denim-jacket-clad torso.

Your friend simply raises his eyebrows, stepping aside to let you past. You can’t help but sigh in relief as the warm, vanilla-scented air of Jimin’s house greets your shivering form. The house feels like your second home.

“Really?” Jimin says out of nowhere after a few seconds of silence. He’s trying to sound scolding, but you can see a smile pulling at the corners of his plump lips, “A denim jacket? In February?!”

You grumpily flinch away from his reproach, “Jeez, sorry, Mom.” Shooting him a mournful glare, you begin to peel off the offending denim article, dripping water everywhere, “Okay- first of all, it’s not my fault! I couldn’t find my actual waterproof coat anywhere, I think my klepto roommate must have stolen it or something.”

You finish removing the drenched jacket and fling it towards Jimin’s face. Impeccable reflexes as ever, he catches it seamlessly before it hits him, though his eyebrows climb higher up when he catches sight of your baggy t shirt. You grunt as you kick off your shoes, then continue your rant,

“Secondly…It was like, really sunny earlier, dude! I was tricked! It looked warm out, okay?”

Jimin lets out an exasperated sigh and drapes your jacket over the coat rack to dry off, “Y/n. I repeat: it’s February!” He rolls his eyes at you and walks towards the stairs.

After a second you follow, thudding up the staircase after him, “Whatever! Oh – and what’s your issue with my t-shirt, by the way? You looked at it just then was like I’d killed your dog or something.”

You reach the top of the stairs, by now struggling to keep up with Jimin’s long strides. Curse his beautiful, graceful gazelle legs.

Jimin looks back at you, face still unimpressed, “I don’t have a dog.” His tone is flat, intentionally missing the point and he disappears from view through the doorway into his bedroom. His voice echoes out onto the landing, “Nah, the t-shirt itself is fine. I just thought you’d have a more festive outfit for tonight, is all.”

“Huh?” You frown, “But it’s just a Galentine’s Day gathering at yours, you said! We’re not going out, just hanging here, so what’s the-”

You immediately trail off as you enter Jimin’s room and are greeted by the sight of a dozen or so balloons in various shades of red scattered around every available surface. Jimin has already flopped onto his bed in the middle of it all, arm raised and shielding both eyes wearily. His hoodie has come up a bit, exposing his stomach and you try not to let your gaze linger on the sliver of soft, peach skin. Weird. It’s really been too long since you last got laid if you’re being horny for Jimin. Just the thought makes your face screw up like you’ve tasted something sour.

Tearing your eyes from his sprawled form, you only then begin to notice multiple carrier bags stuffed full of tacky decorations amongst the balloons. You even catch a peek of what look like the most garish fake roses you’ve ever seen.

You take a second to process this scene. All the red and pink is making your head swim. You breathe out a quiet, ‘what the fuck’, shaking your head in bewilderment. Maybe Jimin has finally lost it. Carefully, you pick a path through the assembled obstacle course of crap on the floor and plop down beside Jimin, pushing balloons aside as you do so.

“Yo, Jimin,” You nudge his leg with your elbow, “You planning on starting up the world’s most nauseating home décor shop or something?”

Your best friend rolls over to face you, mouth settling into his signature mochi pout, “Noooo. It’s for Gal’entine’s Day. I wanted to make an effort with decorations, y’know. Seeing as we’re all losers who’d otherwise be spending the day alone.”

You snort and reach out to ruffle the boy’s warm, gray hair, “Aw, Jiminie, you’re too much! That’s so cute, but you don’t need to do all that for a gathering, especially when it’s just the guys! I guarantee over half of them will be tipsy before they even arrive.”

On past Galentine’s Days you’ve usually all just gone out for pizza or bowling: something casual with plenty of drinking involved. And while Jimin had always gone out of his way to make the whole event as cheesy and cute as possible (one year he even gave handmade cards to each of you), this was a whole new level of extra you’d not been prepared for.

The tips of Jimin’s ears are turning pink and he buries his face into the duvet in embarrassment, “Don’t tease me! I just didn’t want people to feel lonely today.”

For a minute, you’re struggling to make out the muffled words but when you do, they hit you with a jolt. Personally, never gone in for Valentine’s Day and all the lovey-dovey bullshit that it stands for. Even on Valentine’s Days where you weren’t single, you barely made an effort. You’d maybe order a pizza and have sex, but that was it.

It was only when you met Jimin and he started hosting these ‘Galentine’s’ events that you started to take notice of and even begin to look forward the date. Because Jimin’s version was all about celebrating the gals -or boys, as most of your friends have turned out to be- and how much you all meant to each other. So, you suppose you never considered the possibility that Jimin was lonely, when he had his whole Galentine’s thing. Heck, now that you think about it, maybe that’s the whole reason he started doing it in the first place?

You stare as Jimin’s ears flush even more, wondering if you are a terrible friend for never even considering this realm of possibility before. Maybe. But Jimin’s never seemed to mind, at least.

It’s no real secret that you’re oblivious enough to your own feelings most of the time: you’ve had your fair share of hook-ups and casual things during your time at college, but you’ve never gotten caught up in anything serious. Never had the time to even think properly about relationships, let alone wonder about the state of your friends’ own romantic lives.

Now that you think about it, Jimin has never really clicked romantically with anyone, that you can think of. He doesn’t generally like talking about that kind of stuff, he finds it hard to discuss deeper topics without getting embarrassed.

Unless he’s drunk. Then he’ll cling onto anyone he can find and fully dive into his whole romantic psyche without shame.

Jimin rolls over to glare at you, the colour of his cheeks now matching his ears, whether that’s from embarrassment or being smushed against the quilt is unclear. You shake off your confused thoughts of romance and loneliness and Park Jimin’s love life and nudge him again whilst you try and think of something to say.

He shies away from your elbow, still sulking, “Why’d you think I asked you to come help me set up today in the first place? Obviously, that means preparing for tonight.”

You roll your eyes, “Oh, I dunno, maybe because ‘preparing for the tonight’ to us usually means doing facemasks and trading gossip before the others get here?”

Jimin narrows his eyes, “Not today.”

For a minute, neither of you say anything. Jimin is looking oddly conflicted, like he’s debating whether to speak or not. Finally, he blurts out, “-but did you bring some? Face masks, I mean. Just if you have any on you. My skin would thank you for it.”

He taps his cheek. His fucking flawless, smooth cheek, that is so clear it practically glows. The sheer audacity of the lies has you cackling.

A moment later and Jimin’s laughing too: airy, indulgent giggles whilst you reach for your day-bag that you’d dumped beside the bed.

You produce two thin packets triumphantly, like some kind of skincare magician, grinning at your friend, “Park Jimin-ssi, my precious facemasks are wasted on your already perfect skin. But fine. Let’s put up the decorations first, though. Then we can properly have a pamper date until the boys arrive.”

Jimin’s face lights up and he gives you a strange half-hug as he tries to avoid bursting any of the balloons. “You’re the best, Y/n!”

You sigh sympathetically and pat his head, “I know, doll. 

By the time you’ve finished putting up all the decorations, you feel as though you’ve run a marathon. What a workout. You could sleep for about ten years. Your arm muscles especially ache, but you still manage to expertly affix Jimin’s sheet-mask for him after putting on your own.

In return for the pain suffered on your behalf though, you’ve demanded compensation in the form of ice cream. Like the obedient mochi he is, a sheet-masked, bouncy Jimin returns from the kitchen after a few minutes bearing two generous bowls of ice cream and a bottle of something wedged under his arm.

You’d been sprawled on the cream couch in the living room flipping through one of his mom’s many interior décor magazines, but you crane your neck nosily as he hands you your bowl, “What’s that?” You nod to the bottle after unsuccessfully trying to read the label upside down.

Jimin takes a seat and holds out the bottle to you. You turn it over once in your hands, feeling the liquid inside splash around. You frown, “’Dessert wine’?! The fuck is that?”

Jimin shrugs, “Found it in my parents’ drinks cabinet. I thought we could try it with our ice cream. Seems pretty self-explanatory, right?”

“Woah, Jimin-ssi is really going for it with his pre-game today!” You tease, though you decide to humour him, twisting off the cork with a small ‘pop’. You take a cautious sniff, “Fuck!” Your eyes are watering at the sudden sweet scent and for some reason you almost feel like you have to sneeze.

Jimin watches while digging into his ice cream, “Does it smell strong?”

You pull a face and eye the dark-coloured bottle with caution, “I don’t even know. Just smells really, really sweet. Oh well, guess there’s only one way to find out if it’s any good.”

With the go-ahead from you, Jimin hops up and walks to a tall, glass-fronted cabinet on the far side of the room. He opens the door and retrieves two small-ish wine glasses before heading back to stand in front of you. You pour the wine while he holds the glasses. The wine splashes out of the bottle in a warm, tempting crimson. You really hope you don’t accidentally spill any on the expensive cream couch.

Jimin returns to his spot beside you and holds up his glass, “Cheers! To having the best Galentine’s Day yet.”

You bring your glass to meet his with a pleasant clink and the two of you simultaneously knock the stuff back. If the smell of the wine had your eyes watering, the taste almost makes you splutter. Instead, though, you swallow it down quickly, thinking once again of the sofa.

Jimin’s face is screwed up beneath his sheet mask, “You weren’t kidding about it being sweet,” he says in a strained voice and you can’t help but laugh.

“Maybe if we alternate between eating ice cream and taking sips it won’t be so bad?” You can’t help but shudder in spite of your suggestion, “Even though it tastes pretty nasty. We shouldn’t waste it, though,”

Jimin hums in agreement, and sure enough, you both eventually find a more bearable system of dessert/dessert wine intake.

Shit. Jimin’s portions of ice cream had been so generous that you’d already finished your glass of wine before you’d made it a third of the way through your serving. It’s weird, the more you drink, the nicer the wine tastes. So nice that you’re pouring yourself another glass without even blinking and topping up Jimin’s while you’re at it.

 And that’s basically how you ended up here, thirty minutes later, laid flat out on the floor like a starfish while Jimin laughs manically from the couch. Your empty bowls and glasses are stacked on the coffee table and Jimin drains the remaining dregs of the wine straight from the bottle. Although you had at least remembered to take off your sheet-masks on time, any further preparations for the night were forgotten.

 You brush the carpet under your palms appreciatively, “God, Jiminie, your floor is soooo comfy,”

 Jimin does this thing when he laughs where he flings himself in any given direction, deflating in a fit of spluttered giggles like if you undid the knot of a balloon. You love his laugh.

 “You’re welcome,” he garbles, already drunk as all hell. He raises his head to look at you, “Hey, watch you don’t make it all dirty with your gross ass t shirt,”

 Oof. You’d forgotten about the shirt.

 You glare up at Jimin and that only makes him laugh more, “Hey! It’s not-”

 You falter. Even in your state, after a quick visual confirmation, you have to admit that your tatty, now ice-cream-stained top is looking worse for wear.

 Jimin glances at the clock and gets to his feet, holding a hand out to you, “Come on, mucky pup. Only got about fifteen minutes until the guys begin to turn up and I still need to get dressed.” His nose wrinkles in disapproval, “And we need to do something about your outfit.”

 Upstairs, you sit with your back to Jimin on his desk chair, decidedly not even breathing in his direction while he flips through the hangers in his closet. You hug your legs to your chest and rest your chin on your knees. Your face feels hot. Curse that fucking wine. You’re gonna have to pace yourself with the rest of your drinks tonight.

 You hear the rustle of fabric followed by a muffled thump of what you assume is Jimin discarding his worn clothes onto the floor. You wonder whether he’s just changing his hoodie or putting on fresh pants too. Fuck. Why is your brain even going there? You need a distraction.

 You unlock your phone and open Spotify to look for a suitable playlist for the gathering; anything to try and squash thoughts about the ambiguous state of undress your best friend is currently in.

 You’re startled, however, by the sudden tap on your shoulder. You jump, locking your phone on reflex as if you’d been caught looking at porn and not a Spotify playlist and turn to look at Jimin over your shoulder.

 Your lungs feel like they’re being squeezed. A shirtless Jimin stands behind you, so close that you can smell his familiar vanilla scent, practically feel the heat radiating off his bare skin. Oh my God. You’ve seen him in various stages of undress plenty of times: he’s your best friend. And he’s not exactly shy. Hell, one time you and Taehyung had to strip him and put him in the bath after he puked all over himself at a party. You think that yourself and Taehyung are more embarrassed by the memory than Jimin himself.

 None of the other times you’ve seen Jimin without clothes have ever come close to invoking the fucking primal reaction your body is currently having. Your stomach actually flips. You struggle to pull air back into your lungs but oh God. Jimin is so soft and slender yet at the same time his muscles swell beneath his beautiful, peach skin that’s as clear as his face.

 And speaking of his face, when you eventually manage to meet his gaze, his dark eyes look just as dazed as you feel and -. Fuck, fuck, fuuuuck. His delicate, plump lips are stained a deep cherry from the wine. You swallow.

 “Yo?”

 You reluctantly drag your brain back down to earth as Jimin waves his hand in front of your face. You finally focus and realise he’s been holding a jumper out to you this whole time.

You blink stupidly at the article of clothing, “Huh?”

Jimin huffs in exasperation and drops the jumper down onto your head, turning away to slip into the shirt he’d finally decided on, “You should try this on. I’ll lend it to you for the night. I feel like it could look cute with those jeans.” He chuckles and the low sound of it sends blood rushing to your face. You’re so thankful that he’s not looking at you anymore. “Better than what you’re currently wearing, anyway.”

You open your mouth, searching for some kind of cohesive response before managing a mumbled “thanks”.

You stand up, holding the sweater out in front of you. You recognise it as one of Jimin’s favourites. You always say how nice it looks on him.

His voice sounds from the other side of the room, “It was in my laundry hamper but I did a sniff-check and I think it’s okay. I only wore it for a couple hours the other day so it should be fine.”

You don’t even attempt a reply. Your head’s still swimming. Partly from the booze and partly from these new, weirdly horny thoughts you’re having about your closest friend. Whatever. The guys will be here soon. Better hurry and get dressed.

By now, Jimin has finished buttoning his shirt and stands in front of his mirror, smoothing down the fabric and checking his reflection. Still caught up in your inner conflicting emotions, you grab at the hem of your shirt. You’re about to pull it up over your head when your eyes meet his in the mirror.

You freeze, top halfway off. He waits. Neither of you look away. In the reflection, Jimin’s eyes are large and dark. Almost hungry. You feel your heart pounding against your ribs, hear the blood in your eardrums tear through the sudden silence of the room.

You’ve never cared about changing in front of him, not bothering to kick him out or anything. You’ve done this thousands of times. So, what the fuck is actually going on with you today? You mentally scold yourself. Today is no different from any day, you’re just overthinking it because it’s Valentine’s Day and it’s been so long since you’ve gotten any action. You are here with your platonic friend of several years, literally just changing your outfit. No big deal.

So that’s that. To prove the point to yourself, you grit your teeth and tug your shirt the rest of the way off in one quick motion before you chicken out and make things even weirder. You can’t, however, fight the blush off your face as Jimin very audibly takes a shaky breath, still transfixed as he watches your reflection.

Why isn’t he looking away?! Why aren’t you looking away?!

Goosebumps prickle over your bare collarbones as you let the discarded top fall to the floor. It’s not cold but you’re shivering. You absently thank the gods that you’re wearing a presentable bra today by chance and not one of your usual comfy-but-ugly nude coloured numbers.

The white bralette you’re currently wearing is still comfy (do you own anything that isn’t?) but it’s super cute, all lace and little ribbons on the straps. You know for a fact that it looks good on you, and that Jimin is lucky to even be blessed with this view but that doesn’t stop the wave of self-consciousness that washes over you. You fight the urge to run and hide yourself away from him forever.

You’re about to put on Jimin’s sweater when you are once again stopped in your tracks. Scratch that. You’re completely floored.

It’s the smallest action, and an unconscious one at that. But even so, Jimin’s subtle swipe of his tongue over his bottom lip, wetting it, has heat pooling between your legs. Your hands go completely slack and the sweater you were previously clutching falls to the floor.

“Y/n,” The husky edge to his voice and the sound of your own name somehow catch you off guard. You almost can’t believe it when you find yourself walking closer to him on autopilot, coming to a stop right behind him, all the while never looking away from his reflection. He follows your movements in the mirror, at one point allowing his gaze to not so subtly shift down from your face. His eyes linger on your chest.

You’re inches from him now. All it would take is a step forwards and you’d be pressing your breasts against his back. You could wrap your arms around him from behind, capture his earlobe between your lips. You shiver again. You’re both acting incredibly calm considering the fact that what you’re doing is essentially stomping all over your friendship.

You can feel it though: this whole time, a new, unfamiliar energy has been building between the two of you and by now it’s almost palpable. The air tastes like lightning.

“Jiminie,” You breathe.

And just like that, Jimin whips round and clasps your face in his delicate hands, fingers brushing your temples. He’s not tall, a fact you frequently like to tease him about, but right now you feel tiny as he looms over you, face finger lengths from your own.

His thumb moves to stroke your cheek, trailing down to your mouth and his gaze follows. Jimin’s own mouth parts slightly as he runs his thumb over your lips. You’re searching his expression but it’s unreadable. The lust in his gaze, however, is undeniable.

This feels like a joke. Your best friend, Park Jimin, is softly caressing your features and looking at you in such a way that is practically sinful, and you don’t mind it. Moreover, you are so turned on that you wonder if you have ever been this horny before in your entire life.

 Jimin’s sweater is forgotten on the floor. Your breathing is shallow and quick and your chest heaves, covered only by the lace bralette. This doesn’t go unnoticed by Jimin, his thumb leaving your mouth to cup your jaw while he unabashedly traces the contours of your chest with his eyes.

He goes to dip his head but stops himself, now eye-level with you. You’ve never seen Jimin so serious, without even the trace of a smile on his face. He looks at you with such a mix of emotions you can’t pick just one out.

Carefully, you slip an arm up and over his shoulder, burying your hand in his thick hair. Your movements are slow and gentle, as if any sudden action would break the spell you both seem to have fallen under.

You can feel his breathe on your lips, still sweet from the wine as he lets out a barely audible groan, “Fuck…Y/n, I-”

And then you’re really crossing the point of no return. Because you’re leaning in to taste your best friend’s beautiful, wine-stained lips.

 Before you can even feel them on your own, a loud chiming echoes throughout the house, scaring the crap out of you. The two of you spring apart, spell broken. And shit. You can’t even look at him.

He grabs his phone, lighting up the time: 7:10pm. Ten minutes past the time he gave for the others to turn up. The room is spinning once more. You’d lost track of the time completely. If the others had been on time none of this would have even happened.

Would that have been good or bad? You don’t know.

Jimin begins to stutter out something: an apology, an explanation maybe – you can’t tell – but he’s interrupted by the same obnoxious chime before, this time prolonged and insistent. Someone’s obviously holding the button down. Your money’s on Yoongi.

Jimin looks defeated, mouth still working to form words but no sound’s coming out. He casts one last, mournful look at you before he scampers out of the room without saying anything.

You’re still frozen.

What the fuck just happened?

You hear the sound of the front door opening downstairs followed by multiple scolding voices, unhappy at being made to wait out in the cold and Jimin’s good-natured apologies. As your friends begin to file on into the house, letting out boisterous whoops at all the decorations around the rooms, you force yourself to move.

You can already hear Namjoon asking where you are. You’d told him you were arriving early, and sooner or later you just know that one of them will come upstairs looking for you.

For the sake of whatever dignity you have left, you need to put some clothes on. You can’t let the others find you standing topless and flushed in the middle of Jimin’s bedroom.

You pick up the sweater and pull it on. It smells of soap and vanilla and warmth. Jimin’s smell.

You wrap your arms round yourself and are surprised to find that you’re blinking back tears. A dread settles deep within you. You’ve possibly just ruined probably the best thing you have in your life right now. Yours and Jimin’s friendship means the world to you. So how could you be so stupid?!

You sniff. There’s no time to think about that stuff now. You just need to get through tonight. Enjoy yourself. You can talk about it with Jimin tomorrow. It’s Galentine’s Day, after all.

You hear someone thudding up the stairs, followed closely by shouts of, “Y/n, where you at?”

You smile and turn towards the door, “Coming, Hobi!”

Before you leave, you take one last look in the mirror, definitely not thinking about the way Jimin’s eyes gleamed at you in his reflection mere moments ago. You quickly wipe away any remaining tears gathered on your eyelashes and you’re good to go.

It’s going to be some night. You blame the dessert wine.

© mikrocosmonaut 2020

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[fmdyaebin]

Whoa, is that KANG YAEBIN? I love her! You might know her as BINNIE. She’s the LEAD VOCAL AND RAPPER of FUSE, and she’s a ‘96 LINER! She’s one of my favorites under GOLD STAR MEDIA. Don’t you think she looks a little like LEE SAEROM?

AH, when I tell you guys I’m so frickin’ excited to be here, I’m not lying!! Hello, I’m Alex (they/them)! This is Yaebin, also known as Binnie when she’s promoting with Fuse. She’s my baby and I’ve been brewing her up in my mind for weeks now, and I’m finally able to bring her in! You can check out her profile and stuff over here. I don’t have a plots page, but I will be putting a few connection ideas at the bottom of this intro, so stick around to the end! If plotting with me tickles your fancy, tickle that like button and I’ll DM you! Or you can add me on my discord - jeongyeon's maid#0828

Yaebin was named after her mother who passed away during childbirth with her due to complications. Her parents were both a little bit older than parents tend to be when having a child, her mother being two months from forty and her father being forty four. Her mother already had two sons that she had when she was twenty-two and twenty-five respectively. She desperately wanted to have a daughter, despite how much she loved her two sons. Her husband, however, wanted another son. 

He didn’t love Yaebin any less or treat her badly (at least not intentionally), but he raised her exactly like he raised his sons. He put her into sports at an early age, cut her hair really short so he wouldn’t have to style it, and gave her her brothers’ old toys and sports equipment. He even had her dress more boyish, not allowing her to wear dresses or skirts unless they were going to church or an event. AND he’d call her really boyish nicknames? Like champ and sport, e.t.c. 

Her father was an ex professional athlete lol I forgot to toss that in there. That’s a reason why he pushed her so hard into sports. 

So she became known as the Tomboy™. She had a good mix of friends, both boys and girls, but she quickly grew to realize that boys wouldn’t look at her the way that they looked at other girls. They only saw her as “one of the guys” and that much was made clear when she approached her crush on Valentine’s Day when she was fifteen and tried to confess to him and gift him chocolates and a teddy bear. He ended up turning her down and telling her that he couldn’t be with “one of his bros”. 

When she was fourteen, she wanted to try out cheerleading instead of sticking with soccer. Her father shot her down, and made her feel belittled for even asking. He said cheerleading wasn’t a real sport and that they’re just scantily glad eye candy for the men and athletes at games. She just wanted to do it because it looked like a lot of fun.. And because she was starting to realize that she was starting to find girls a lot more prettier than she should lol what better way to hang out with a bunch of girls than to be a cheerleader, right? 

She’s sixteen (in 2012) when she becomes a trainee at Gold Star, thanks to her cousin who forced her to audition with them. 

She thought that since she would be debuting in a girl group, she would finally be able to try something new with her look, but Gold Star made her stick with the tomboy image for a long while. She had her hair cut short (think Jeongyeon during Twice’s earlier years or Hyebin from Momoland during Bboom Bboom era. Saerom obviously hasn’t had her hair cut that short though, so I’m invoking my creative license and all of our imaginations lol) for years, her hair slowly but surely growing out over the eras. 

Because of her upbringing around men, she does tend to have what people would refer to as “boyish” habits. She “manspreads”, she’s lowkey obnoxious when she laughs, she’s the “greasy” one in Fuse (meaning she flirts with the members as fan service, think of Sana flirting with Twice but more boyish). Fans even go so far as to call her “oppa” (a la Moonbyul, Seulgi, Jeongyeon, e.t.c.) 

During their Red Flavor era when they gained even more success and momentum, Yaebin gained her very own saesang! How exciting, right? 

This dude won’t leave her alone for shit. He’s been on her ass since 2017 and he’s showing no signs of backing off. It started with him showing up at every Fuse event, then popping up at the airport when they were boarding their flights, then he started sending her shit to HER APARTMENT when she moved out of the dorms. She’s terrified now that he knows where she lives, and sometimes she can’t stand being in her apartment alone when she gets too paranoid and scared, so she calls a friend to come over or she asks if she can come to their place. 

Like Joy, she’s the giant of Fuse (I tweaked Saerom’s height a bit to make her 5′8″, which wouldn’t be unrealistic because she looks tall lol), but she likes her height and she’s extremely comfortable with it. 

She’s pan but she’s gay as hell. Guys are great and all, so are penises, but girls? Say less. 

Connection Time~~~~~

Exes! Good terms, bad terms, mutual, one initiated it, anything. (OPEN)

People she calls when she wants to come over or wants them to come over when she’s feeling unsafe in her apartment. (OPEN)

The person who teaches her all about makeup and fashion. She didn’t really start dabbling in it herself until recently because she just allowed Fuse’s stylists to do all the work, but she wants to start learning! (OPEN)

A best friend! The peanut butter to her jelly, the Lee Dongwook to her Gong Yoo, the IU to her Yoo Inna. (OPEN)

People that helped her through her time as a trainee cir. 2012 - 2014 (OPEN) 

People that she’s shipped with, both men and women! (OPEN) 

Flings, on/off again, will they/won’t they, crush type plots? Throw ‘em at me! (OPEN) 

Yaebin listed them as her ideal type (OPEN)

They listed Yaebin as their ideal type (OPEN)

A woman older than her that’s sort of like a guiding light for her? She never really had an older woman figure in her life, so she really needs that. A big sister type of relationship. Older than a ‘96 liner. (OPEN)

Yaebin and this guy (or masculine presenting person) used to be really close friends. Then netizens started speculating that they were in a relationship and their company (or companies if they’re under different labels) told them to stop seeing each other because it’ll mess up their images. They still text and talk over the phone, and very rarely see each other in person. It sucks, but they do it because they don’t want to give up their friendship. (OPEN) 

Friends with benefits, enemies with benefits, exes with benefits, acquaintances with benefits, throw ‘em all at me~ (OPEN) 

Yaebin’s bro gang. A few people that she can hang out with where she can embrace her “boyish” qualities. People that’ll say “niiiiiiiiice” when she burps for ten seconds straight. (OPEN) 

Opposites attract - friends edition (OPEN)

#{ OOC } #fmdintro #death tw #stalking tw

[yamamuragaku]

Iori Izumi [Valentine] RabbitChat

“Next month, I will make you feel happy and sweet.”

Part 2-5

Read translations for Part 1 here [external link, not by me].

Part 2: Taste of a Kiss

Tsumugi: Good work on the collaboration chocolate sampling meeting with asuco!

Each chocolate was unique and delicious…!

Tsumugi: Since it is chocolate with the image of your kiss, I think the fans will get excited when they eat it…!

Iori: I agree. Since romance and femininity are essential to Valentine’s Day.

It’s good that the president of asuco appointed young male talent.

Iori: IDOLiSH7 has the concept of “youthful sweet chocolate” and TRIGGER has “sexy bitter chocolate.” It’s an appealing concept, I think.

Tsumugi: I think IDOLiSH7’s 7 chocolates will surely become a big hit!

I look forward to the launch!

Iori: However, Nanase-san got drunk again like that time he had Chanmery.

Iori: The chocolates in Nikaidou-san’s image used liqueur that was so fragrant that he got kind of unsteady….

Even though Yotsuba-san and I were all right.

Tsumugi: The person in question looked like he was in the middle of a pleasant dream….

Tamaki-san thoughtfully took care of him.

Iori: I’ll loudly say it 5 more times until he gets used to it.

Does Ousaka-san know the president? He looked troubled.

Tsumugi: It looks like it. By the way, I want to ask you something so I can write an activity report on the blog….

Option 1

Tsumugi: What are your thoughts on your chocolate?

Iori: It was quite delicious with a fine quality of bitterness. I didn’t think it was overly bitter.

My image is that of bitter chocolate.

Option 2

Tsumugi: Whose chocolate was the most delicious?

Iori: Nii-san and Nanase-san’s chocolates were fruity, so won’t they be popular with women?

Option 3

Tsumugi: What food would you compare yourself to?

Iori: You’re always so abrupt….

What is it? Sea urchin? I don’t really like it though.

Iori: Whose chocolate is your favorite, manager?

Tsumugi: I love chocolate, so all of them were delicious!

Still, aren’t you glad when people say your chocolate is tasty?

Iori: It’s complicated.

The product’s concept is the image of a kiss, so I’m kind of embarrassed when people praise it.

Tsumugi: Nagi-san was really straightforward when he talked about his impressions of everyone’s kiss, and everyone got embarrassed! lol

Iori: Don’t say impressions of our kisses, please.

Tsumugi: Sorry! Yamato-san and Nagi-san talked so much about their impressions of our kisses, I unconsciously picked it up…

It’s the taste of chocolate with the image of everyone’s kiss!

Iori: It’s troublesome when you abbreviate it, so even you should be aware of it please.

Saying things like, “Iori’s is bitter” or “Iorin’s kiss is bitter,”

I also got confused at the sampling meeting….

Tsumugi: Sougo-san liked it!

He liked the taste of Iori-kun’s kiss the most!

Iori: I told you, don’t say the taste of a kiss!

Iori:

Part 3: Crafty Iori

Tsumugi: Iori-san, good work!

It’s Valentine’s Day at last.

Tsumugi: I’ll bake a chocolate cake for everyone on Valentine’s Day, so enjoy it with everyone if you like!

Iori: Thank you.

Even though you’re busy, it’s not too troublesome?

Tsumugi: It’s only because I’m making it for Valentine’s that it’s fun.

Mitsuki-san gave me advice, so I think it’ll suit your taste, Iori-san!

Iori: That’s because nii-san’s cakes are top class.

This year’s Valentine’s Day is a day off, so Yotsuba-san already received gifts.

Tsumugi: Is that so?!

Adults can spend Valentine’s Day more easily on their days off, but it’s tough for students.

Iori: I heard Yotsuba-san is going to go to the school’s front desk so he can get chocolates on the actual day.

It looked like he was about to tell the dorm’s address to those who wanted to give him chocolate, so I stopped him with all my might.

Tsumugi: T-Tamaki-san does like sweets….

Iori: That person’s gluttony will ruin him someday.

Tsumugi: It’s too bad for the girls who like you, Iori-san.

I think they’d definitely want to meet with you for Valentine’s.

Iori: The fans too.

Since I can only meet the 1000 fans chosen in the lottery for Valentine’s.

Option 1

Tsumugi: I look forward to the Valentine Live!

Iori: Me too.

The final act was yet again taken by TRIGGER, but next year let’s be the final act.

Option 2

Tsumugi: Do you have any Valentine memories?

Iori: It might be a bit strange, but my brother exchanged chocolates with his female friends for Valentine’s Day every year.

Probably because they were reputedly delicious.

Of course, he also made some for me.  

Option 3

Tsumugi: Who do you think will get the most chocolate?

Iori: Isn’t it Yotsuba-san?

A lot of schoolgirls want to give him something, which he himself also wants.

If the theory of supply and demand is true, productivity will also increase.

Iori: Well, even if it’s Valentine’s it’s not like I’ll cut loose.

~A Melty Night for You! Valentine’s Live~ seems like an event that will broaden IDOLiSH7’s scope of activities from here on out.

Tsumugi: That’s right. Even though I have little influence on the staging, I’ll do what I can to help out…!

Tsumugi: There’s one more thing we can’t forget,, Yamato-san’s long-awaited birthday!

Iori: Finally this day has come….

Ever since my birthday surprise, I’ve only been thinking about Nikaidou-san.

Tsumugi: Aren’t you excited?!

Tsumugi:

Iori: Of course.

Let’s surprise that cautious onii-san.

Iori: At the live venue, by all means, please turn the camera on him.

Iori:

Part 4: Thinking of Riku

Tsumugi: Iori-san, good work on the rehearsal earlier.

I still have work off stage, but please rest easily until the performance.

Iori: I can’t rest. The surprise is also during the performance.

It seems Nikaidou-san thinks the birthday party we had at midnight is all we’re doing.

Tsumugi: Mitsuki-san baked a full-fledged birthday cake!

Tsumugi: By the way, it looks like you fought with Riku-san earlier. Is everything alright…?

Iori: I kept the surprise a secret from Nanase-san until today.

That’s why he complained about why I didn’t tell him why.

Iori: I couldn’t tell him!

If I tell the plan to someone with such a readable face, it’s like leaving an answer sheet out in front of Nikaidou-san!

Tsumugi: I-Iori-san, aren’t you exaggerating….

Iori: Besides, I wanted Nanase-san to concentrate on the live.

Many artists’ fans are gathering today.

Iori: The final act is TRIGGER, but what will be etched into everyone’s memory is Nanase-san’s voice.

Tsumugi: Unlike the surprise plan, you have immense faith in Riku-san’s singing voice!

Iori: Of course.

Iori: Is what I want to say, but lately, I’m a bit worried.

Ever since the beginning of the year, Nanase-san’s health seems bad and he seems fatigued.

Tsumugi: I’ve also been thinking so….

Is his condition also bad at the dorm?

Iori: It also looks like he has days he can’t sleep.

When I check on him, Nanase-san smiles, but honestly, it’s difficult to see.

Iori: I heard his condition was worse when he was a child.

Iori: It’s frustrating, so I can’t say much, but Kujou-san’s been supporting Nanase-san when he had much worse symptoms since he was small….

Tsumugi: Yeah….

Iori: Nanase-san’s been looking forward to the live, so let’s make it a success without incident.

There’s also Nikaidou-san’s surprise.

Tsumugi: Yes!

Option 1

Tsumugi: Did you meet TRIGGER?

Iori: I greeted them backstage earlier.

Yaotome-san pressed me on why only my costume had a crown. Saying that to me bothered me, so I flatly refused to answer him.

Option 2

Tsumugi: Your live costume is also wonderful!

Iori: Thank you.

Since we have the same theme as TRIGGER this time, it looks like we were mixed into the same group.

Option 3

Tsumugi: The preparation of the example song was also perfect!

Iori: Thank you.

Heehee. When “GOOD NIGHT AWESOME” played, that onii-san’s day of death….

Iori: Well then, we’ll be ready any time now.

I’m keeping an eye on Nanase-san, so don’t worry.

Tsumugi: Understood!

I’m also headed there!

Part 5: Happy Valentine’s

Tsumugi: Iori-san, good work on the live and the surprise!!

Tsumugi: It was a big success!!

Iori: It was a big success. I feel relieved.

Iori: Nikaidou-san was also happier than anything.

Tsumugi: The reenactment of the iconic scene from Nemesis livened up the whole venue!

When Yamato-san realized Nagi-san was playing the main character and Mitsuki-san was playing the heroine, the venue broke out with cheer…!

Iori: We did it, we did it! I thought.

It’s also because of the permission of the sponsor, asuco.

Iori: Even though it was a corporate event, they let us hold a member’s birthday surprise.

Tsumugi: He told me thanks for letting him make a wonderful Valentine memory.

Isn’t the president a good person? It was also thanks to Riku-san and Sougo-san.

Iori: Nanase-san’s ojisan killer act was going strong.

But I’m getting a little more worried.

Iori: That person, won’t he someday be lured with candy and kidnapped?

Tsumugi: The president also said, “I’m only a president of a chocolate company, but it’s the first time I’ve been shown such favor until now. It’s like having sons!”

I heard I’m going on an industrial review with the president next time.

Iori: You’ll accompany anyone like a balloon….

There’s a school holiday, so I will follow along just in case.

Tsumugi: Yes, please do! lol

Iori: Also thank you for the chocolate cake.

Yotsuba-san and Nanase-san enjoyed eating it.

Option 1

Tsumugi: It’s great that you enjoyed it!

Iori: Everyone scrambled together and ate excitedly.

Nanase-san wanted to savor it, and he was angry at Yotsuba-san who ate too quickly.

Before taking a picture, it looks like he got mad and poked him with a fork.

Option 2

Tsumugi: You’re normally thankful!

Iori: We are grateful. As always, thank you.

Option 3

Tsumugi: Did you enjoy it, Iori-san?

Iori: It was delicious. Thank you for making it while you were busy.

Too bad for to asuco, but your homemade cake felt more like it had the taste of IDOLiSH7, Tsumugi-san.

Iori: The return gift is next month.

Tsumugi: For White Day?

Don’t worry about it, because I feel your gratitude every day.

Iori: Don’t hold back.

Look forward to a present, Tsumugi-manager.

An adult-like one.

Tsumugi: An adult-like one! lol

Understood, I look forward to it.

Iori: Yes.

Next month, I will make your mood happy and sweet.

Thank you always, Tsumugi-san.

Iori: It was delicious.

#idolish7 #iori izumi #rabbitchat #translation

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Kamigami no Asobi InFinite - Tsukito & Takeru

Yeah I have not completely abandoned this. Anyway for the the Japanese gods it’s a bit harder to write because some of the terms used do not have exact translations in English, but the general gist of the story should be there. At this point the routes are kinda repetitive so apologies beforehand if the writing style seems very err... bored.

For a summary of the common prologue check the summary post for the Greek gods.

*spoilers after the cut*

Chapter 1

Yui decides to work with the Japanese mythology group. The activity they decide on is hanami(flower-viewing) since it was originally a ritual to welcome the gods. Just nice it's spring and the sakura are in full bloom so off they go to scout, together with Usamaro. Yui asks if she can carry Usamaro and Tsukito agrees. Takeru comments that it's rare for Tsukito to allow someone else to carry Usamaro. Tsukito agrees but says that somehow he wants to fulfil Yui's wishes. Before it gets dark they go to the library to research more on the history of hanami. Yui mentions that people normally prepare bento for Hanami but when she mentions going to the store to buy ingredients, Tsukito asks why she would need to do that when the store sells ready made bentos. Yui explains that she wants the people dear to her to eat her handmade bentos and that it will make the hanami more enjoyable.

The day of the hanami, she meets up with the guys in the who are dressed in casual clothes and being all gentlemanly by helping her carry stuff. Tsukito comments on how pretty the location they chose is while Takeru just wants to eat lol. They both agree the bentos are delicious. Tsukito then wonders why the sakura look so much prettier tonight. Like even if they are in full bloom it can't possibly boost their appeal by that much. Yui replies that when humans are enjoying themselves, everything will appear more beautiful. Yui's even prepared carrots for Usamaro to eat. Usamaro enjoys curling up on Yui's lap so much it doesn't even respond when the boys call out its name pfft.

The next day, Takeru gifts Yui with a hand carved wooden rabbit. Apollon finds out about the hanami and suggest everyone goes together but the brothers both reject his idea lol.

Chapter 2

The season is now summer and they decide to hold a Tanabata festival. Yui explains to them about writing wishes and hanging them on bamboo grass. Takeru happens to know where they kind find bamboo grass and leads them there. After Yui says they'll need one big enough for everyone to hang their wishes on, Tsukito ventures off, only to cut his hand on the leaves. Yui gives Tsukito first aid and Takeru thanks her for it before volunteering to be the one gathering the bamboo grass.

After dinner, Yui goes to their dorm to make the ornaments to hang on the bamboo gras. Basically it's cutting coloured paper into different patterns. The two guys chose the same design to try and Yui comments that they really are alike. The day of the tanabata festival, all the gods gather to write their wishes and eat nagashi somen. Overall the event was a success and Yui exchanges the usual comments about how happy she is to have met the guys. At night, Yui looks at her own blank slip of paper and thinks about what wish she wants to write, or rather whether she wants to spend time with Tsukito or Takeru. Thread of fate here.

Chapter 3 (Tsukito)

The next morning, Yui wakes up and is shocked to find that the ground is unusually near and the grass around her looks really big. Tsukito is with her, looking super tall, and calls her Usamaro. Yup, Yui is now stuck in the body of that cute little white rabbit. Yui tries to convey to Tsukito that it's her but fails. Tsukito on the other hand can't figure out why Usamaro won't stop fidgeting and wonders if it's coz it felt better being on Yui's lap lol. He then starts talking about how it's relaxing being next to Yui and how it's thanks to her he's able to graduate.

So Yui hangs out with the Japanese gods while they have breakfast and afterwards Tsukito decides to drop by Yui's room. He ignores Melissa's protests and enters anyway, but Yui's bedroom is empty. Even Melissa's starts wondering where Yui went. Tsukito is about to read Yui's wish when Akira shows up. Akira then goes on to say Yui's body is in his room and points out to Tsukito that the rabbit is Yui. So basically Usamaro has been stuck in Yui's body as well lol. Tsukito goes to Akira's room and Usamaro hugs Tsukito. Akira explains that he saw Yui in the corridor while still wearing her pajamas, brought her back to her room but nobody answered, so brought her to his room instead. Akira then asks if they have any idea how this switched happened. Yui(rabbit) looks to Tsukito, who says he knows, and brings Usamaro and Yui back to Yui's room. Since it was Yui's Tanabata wish that caused the switch, Tsukito writes another one wishing both Yui and Usamaro return to normal and that did the trick.

It's now autumn so momijigari time. Thoth being a hands-off teacher just writes 紅葉狩 on the blackboard and walks off. This time round everyone goes together since graduation is around the corner. The road is a little tricky(of course Balder fell down) so Tsukito decides to hold Yui's hand, saying that this way she won't fall or get separated so it's killing two birds with one stone lol. Yui is all happy so Tsukito wonders why since it's not her first time seeing autumn or walking this path. Of course, it's because it's fun when it's with him. Relationship meter goes up further.

Chapter 4 (Tsukito)

Winter is here and since they've done an activity for each of the other seasons, they decide to go stargazing. Thoth drops by to tell them presentation is next week. While Takeru runs off to find Hades, Yui recalls that Tsukito's birthday is coming and she wants to celebrate. Since it's close to Valentine's Day, she says she'll celebrate both together and give him chocolates. She slips a note into his shoe locker telling him to meet her in the classroom, apologizes for the choco not being store bought, then Tsukito asks if he can request for something else if he thinks her gift isn't enough, that something being her lips. Yui's all ???!! and pushes him away. Turns out they were acting out some novel lol.

Well Tsukito decides to ask Yui out properly and says he wants to give her a present. White Day is supposed to be next month but they don't have that much time so he wants to express his feelings now. Tsukito then transforms and uses his powers to bring Yui into the night sky and asks her if she has any more requests he can grant. Yui tells him she wants to be with him forever, and Tsukito replies that he feels the same. Back in the classroom, Tsukito says he's made up his mind and will be going to Yui's world.

End (Tsukito)

After everyone has made their presentations, Thoth tells them it's time to graduate and to prepare for the ceremony tomorrow. Akira shows up while the trio are hanging out on the roof coz he wants to see his cute brothers. He then thanks Yui for playing a big role in helping them grow. Tsukito agrees, and takes the chance to announce that she's his girlfriend lol. Takeru's like all "Eh does that mean Yui's gonna be my olders sis? o_o" so Tsukito tells him yes, because she's the girl who's going to be his wife. XD He then drags Yui off for a date.

They go to where the sakura trees are and Tsukito tells he loves her(and other lovey dovey stuff) and kisses her. He tells Yui he wants to live together with her from now on, and if she accepts, he wants to receive a kiss from her this time. She does of course. When it's time to graduate, Tsukito tells Yui to go ahead first, because he still has his duties to fulfill, but to trust him and wait.

Epilogue (Tsukito)

Yui is back in her world, and thinking back to the time they were in the night sky together, wondering why Tsukito isn't here yet. Tsukito shows up of course, says his duty now is to make her happy, and he's never leaving her again.

Chapter 3 (Takeru)

Yui recalls the practice of sending the tanabata wishes down the river and decides to ask Thoth for permission. She bumps into Takeru outside her room, who gets a little cross when he learns Yui was planning to go clean up the Tanabata stuff by herself. Yui assures him she'll request for their help when she needs to. She wonders what wish Takeru made and hopes that everyone's wishes come true. Thoth tells Yui to go ahead with the river thing since it has auto-clean anw. Yui then explains the significance of the activity to the brothers, about how it holds the meaning of sending the wishes to the gods. Takeru has complicated feelings about it all being sent to his place since he's god of the sea lol. Tsukito pulled an all-nighter to write his novel soTakeru tells him to go and rest since he and Yui can handle it.

Yui and Takeru lug everything down to the river and along the way Takeru randomly looks at one of the wishes. It's about eating delicious meat, no points for guessing whose it is lol. At the river, Takeru just dumps everything in before noticing one of them had dropped at the riverbank. Both Takeru and Yui go to pick it up and end up falling into the river. They accidentally kiss and Takeru turns red as a tomato. 

They return to the school soaking wet and bump into Thoth, who has them both write a composition as punishment, although the topics he gives have nth to do with reflecting on their actions. Takeru ends up writing a waka(Japanese poetry) instead. He refuses to let Yui read it though so she tries to get it and ends up sort of accidentally hugging him. Yui apologizes and Takeru is about to say something but is disrupted by Apollon and Hades. The Greek gods realized they are getting in the way so excuse themselves lol. After submitting the compositions to Thoth, Takeru finally tells Yui what he wanted to say and asks her out. Apparently he wants to take responsibility for the kiss at the river lmao.

Chapter 4 (Takeru)

Zeus changes the season to spring and the gods continue working on their assignments. At the roof, Takeru leans in for a kiss but Yui pulls back because they aren't really dating, it's just takeru taking responsibility. At night, Takeru brings Yui to the seaside. Yui almost falls over again but Takeru catches her. Takeru then asks her what if he were to bring her underwater. Yui agrees since she has nothing to fear next to the god of the sea. Thanks to his powers she's able to breathe underwater. Takeru tells her he wanted to show her this view before they went their separate ways.

Back on shore, Takeru tells her they don't have to pretend to date anymore since he doesn't want to hold her back and Tsukito's the one she likes anyway. Yui asks Takeru why he brought her to the sea in that case, to which Takeru replies it's because she's the one he likes. Now that he's made his feelings clear, Yui tells him that the one she likes is him. With the misunderstanding cleared, Takeru tells Yui he'll make her happy.

End (Takeru)

They can now spend their remaining days in the hakoniwa as a proper couple. Yui wants to celebrate Takeru's birthday and when Apollon overhears this, he  enthusiastically agrees and runs off to prep for the human style birthday party despite Takeru's protests. Apollon and Hades return along with Akira and Apollon starts setting up the cake. There's only one candle since Apollon says that's Takeru's age as a human lol. Dionysus tells Takeru how the practice of blowing out the candle and making a wish has the meaning of sending the wish to the Greek goddess of the Moon, but not like it matters since Takeru already has a cute goddess hurhur *glances at Yui*

Everyone's presentation goes well and Thoth announces they are all able to graduate and the ceremony will be tomorrow. They have the rest of the day off so Yui and Takeru go to the seaside again. Takeru comments on how the sea here is created by Zeus and even though it's well made, doesn't compare with the real thing. He would have liked to see it together with her. They kiss, and Takeru tells her he wants to go where she is.

Epilogue (Takeru)

They have Zeus send them both back to Japan together and before they leave, Akira tells Yui to look after his little brother. So Takeru and Yui live together in her world, practicing kendo together and making plans for dates. Takeru promises Yui he's going to devote everything he has to making her happy.

Japanese gods done finally, one more to go. It’s nice to see the brothers getting along better with Akira in this game.

#totsuka tsukito #totsuka takeru #kamigami no asobi #kamiaso #kamiaso infinite #kamigami no asobi infinite #otome game #broccoli #kamiaso spoilers #spoilers #infinite summaries

[skiecas]

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literally nobody asked, but i really like the [balcony au], so i have some more headcanons!

iwaizumi has lived in the building for three years. he’s a nice guy who gets along with his neighbors (godzilla model on his balcony aside) when he sees them in the halls, so he’s been enjoying a steady era of peace.

then oikawa moves into the apartment above his.

oikawa’s balcony is completely littered with clothes hanging everywhere. it’s not even his laundry; he just has so many clothes that they don’t all fit in his tiny closet (but most of the residents just think he’s showing off, so it makes for a terrible first impression).

the weirdest part of oikawa’s balcony, though, is that thanks to an accident by the previous owner, there is a small hole on his balcony floor that gives him a direct view of iwaizumi’s balcony.

he discovers this on his first day living in the building.

when he notices the hole, he peers into it curiously—and the most handsome man he has ever seen in his life walks out and cupid’s arrow shoots straight through oikawa’s heart.

after this, he is always looking in through the hole to try and get iwaizumi to chat with him (and failing miserably at his attempts to flirt).

iwaizumi hates his new upstairs neighbor so much; the guy is always talking, he just never shuts up, he can’t even remember what peace was like before all this??

he ends up moving his godzilla model right under the hole so oikawa can’t see anything anymore when he looks through.

eventually, though, the two actually start having nice talks and start getting along. iwaizumi will sometimes move the model aside so he can look up and speak directly to oikawa. he ends up eventually moving the model aside for good.

the best part is that iwaizumi has no idea what his upstairs neighbor actually looks like. the hole is so small that all he sees is an eye, a little bit of brown hair, a little bit of a nose. but that’s about it.

so he has no idea his neighbor is a freaking greek god until they finally run into each other in the laundry room and, oh god, iwaizumi’s brain loses all ability to function because OIKAWA IS GORGEOUS???

bokuto has, like, fifty wind chimes on his balcony because he collects them.

he likes to take lots of road trips with his friends, and he has chimes for every town he’s been in.

it started when he and kuroo went on their first road trip together after high school graduation, and they found these chimes in a novelty store that had a handle that looked like a penis. they lost it laughing, and then kuroo bought them for bokuto as a gag gift.

bokuto still has them; they’re also hanging on the balcony (with his forty-nine others, lol).

akaashi lives right next to bokuto.

their balconies are really close together, so if they ever step out at the same time, they can have a normal conversation at normal volume (though they never do, despite bokuto’s attempts).

akaashi is a normal office worker, but his hobby is bird-watching. that’s why his balcony is full of birdhouses and bird feeders, and he loves having lots of bird visitors come so he can feed them and take care of them.

again, his balcony is always spotless though he has never once been seen cleaning up bird poop. the other residents just don’t know how he does it??

akaashi does not like his neighbor because his noisy wind chimes (and even the noisy neighbor himself) are always scaring away the birds.

in the evenings, he’ll often bring a chair out to his balcony, along with a pair of binoculars, just to watch the birds out there do their thing. it’s kind of like stress relief.

sometimes he goes away on long trips with his bird-watching group. he has no idea that bokuto climbs into his balcony when he’s gone, to take care of his bird friends for him while he’s away.

kenma’s balcony is just like the one with all the umbrellas.

he has so many of them because he’s always losing his umbrella and then finding it, like, right after kuroo buys him a new one, lol.

he has his umbrellas set up that way to keep the sun out. since his window faces the sunrise, the light is always waking him up at ungodly hours of the morning (and after he pulled an all-nighter to beat his game, too).

kuroo, his childhood friend, is always visiting and is also the one who found this apartment for him (through his high school friend bokuto, who told him about a vacancy on his floor).

kuroo and bokuto like to hang out in kenma’s apartment all the time (for some goddamn reason, even though bokuto lives, like, right down the hall). kenma doesn’t really mind, though; he’s gotten used to tuning out their noisy conversations/laughter while he focuses on his games. and they feed him. and they have semi-good taste in movies, too.

kuroo does not live in the building.

he lives in a student dorm that’s close to the building and also to his school (where he works as a research assistant), with four other boys: yaku, kai, fukunaga, and tora.

they sleep two to a room (kuroo/yaku, fukunaga/tora, kai gets his own), and have a common living space, kitchen, and bathroom.

kuroo originally wanted kenma to come live in the dorm with him, but kenma refused to live with strangers.

however, kenma visits sometimes and has begrudgingly come to like/get along with kuroo’s roommates, who always give him a warm reception.

kageyama lives in the apartment below iwaizumi’s.

he’s still a high school student, but his parents pay his rent so he can live alone in the apartment.

he has a thousand origami cranes hanging up on his balcony.

they were given to him by his volleyball club teammates, as a sign of well wishes, after he hurt his leg during practice and had to be hospitalized for a week.

since the cranes were hinata’s idea, he of course said they were stupid and dumb and a waste of time/paper. he then proceeded to take them home and carefully hang them up on his balcony so he can see them all the time.

he has to take them down every time it rains, which is kind of a pain, but he’ll still always put them back up after the rain stops.

he also takes them down whenever hinata comes to visit (which is often) out of embarrassment.

kageyama gets along really well with his upstairs neighbor, iwaizumi, who treats him like a little brother and is always having him over for tea and volleyball talk, especially once he finds out kageyama lives alone as a high school student and doesn’t have a close relationship with his parents.

iwaizumi’s upstairs neighbor, oikawa, however, hates him. for some reason.

the reason: oikawa saw them having tea together on iwaizumi’s balcony through his little spy-hole and mistook them as boyfriends, and ooooh, he was jealous. this went on for about two weeks.

after the misunderstanding was cleared up, everything should have been okay. however, kageyama made some very blunt but well-meaning remarks about patching up the hole in oikawa’s balcony, and oikawa was convinced he was out to sabotage his love.

to this day, oikawa still thinks kageyama is in love with iwaizumi and is trying to get in between them.

it doesn’t help that kageyama is always cluelessly walking into their romantic moments and accidentally ruining everything, LOL.

tsukishima’s balcony is just like the one with the excessive drapes that are hiding the entire balcony from view.

(kenma saw this and wanted to do the same for his own, but kuroo didn’t let him).

he does this so he won’t be seen by kageyama or hinata, whom he tutors at the cram school where he works part-time (he’s a college student). he does not want to interact with them more than he already strictly has to.

the day he found out kageyama lives in his building (and that hinata is always visiting) was the worst day of his life.

he already has two sets of curtains hanging in his windows. then he added the covering on his balcony so he can water his plants in peace without being seen.

he also wears a face mask and a hat coming in and out of the building (tsukki, why are you so r i d i c u l o u s). there are rumors circulating among the building’s residents that a ~celebrity~ lives in his apartment.

but it’s just an antisocial college student, LOL.

however, tsukki does get along well with the man who lives next door to him, aone, who was also the one who gave him his plants.

by “well” i mean they don’t really talk but they also don’t hate each other. it works for them.

aone runs an entire freaking greenhouse on his balcony; there is not one inch of his balcony that is not covered in plants (except for the one spot where he keeps the glass tank where his pet turtle lives). he gives out plants to all his neighbors to make room for the new plants he keeps buying.

aone gets along well with akaashi, who lives two floors up, because he loves visiting his apartment and hanging out with all the cute birdies. they bond over birds. aone even joined him on a bird-watching expedition once.

aone’s coworker, futakuchi, crashes at his place a lot whenever his girlfriend is mad at him and kicks him out of the house. they both work at the local zoo.

futakuchi has so much fun teasing aone’s neighbor, tsukki, who is so easily riled up that it’s hilarious. then tsukki will call the security office to send someone up and kick futakuchi out; they always send kamasaki, even though this always ends with a lot of arguing and a physical brawl that aone has to separate.

yachi’s balcony is pretty normal on a day-to-day basis, but during the major holidays and festivals (xmas, valentine’s, first day of spring, tanabata, children’s day, etc.) she will go all out and lavishly decorate her balcony to celebrate.

since she has such an eye for art and design, she makes the most beautiful displays.

they’re so eye-catching and pretty that even people on the street will stop to take pictures of her balcony.

she’s actually gained a small following of fans, and people will make time out of their day to come see what she’s done for each event.

one of these fans is ennoshita, a film student at the nearby college, who comes every time to take photos and has even made an instagram account just for her displays.

the only downside is that yachi gets so anxious about all the people lurking outside the building that she’s too nervous to come out of her apartment on those days. so no one knows who is actually making these displays or what they look like or anything. she’s actually become a sort of urban legend in the neighborhood, lol.

however, she has so much fun making the displays and she loves that it makes people so happy, so she’ll always do it without fail.

hinata is the only one who knows of her identity. he found out one day while visiting kageyama, but he promised to keep her secret and he also brings her things she needs while she’s locked away in her apartment.

yachi also has a habit of using dry erase markers to draw cute pictures or write little notes on her windows. but those are just for herself!

ushijima works as a personal trainer at a nearby gym.

he lives on the second floor and has nothing on his balcony and nothing on his windows. no decorations, no curtains, no drapes. nothing.

this wouldn’t normally be a problem or cause for alarm. except? he has a habit? of exercising naked??

he also has no idea everyone on the street has a perfect view inside his apartment and can see him when he’s doing this.

the first time oikawa accidentally got an eyeful of him doing naked lunges, he cried.

the residents are always complaining to the landlord, moniwa, to do something about this. except ushijima is very intimidating and moniwa is kind of a pushover around him, so these frequent visits amount to absolutely nothing (except for a babbling landlord and a very confused tenant).

at least ushijima answers his door fully clothed.

let’s talk about sweet and precious moniwa.

he’s the landlord, and he absolutely hates it.

a tenant named tsukishima is always calling about some man named futakuchi in his neighbor’s apartment, and kamasaki always volunteers to go deal with it even though tsukishima always ends up calling back to complain about a physical fight.

tsukishima also calls to ask if it’s possible he can kick out a tenant named kageyama, then gets testy when moniwa tries to explain he can’t do that when kageyama hasn’t even done anything wrong.

tenants are always complaining about noisy wind chimes and birds pooping on their balconies.

a tenant named iwaizumi is always calling to insist he patch up a hole that’s not even in his own balcony. then he harrumphs and hangs up when moniwa tries to gently explain to him that the godzilla model on his balcony scares the children living in the building and people are always complaining about it.

ushijima is always naked. but he can do whatever he wants inside his own apartment, so why do people always call moniwa about it??

WHY DOES EVERYONE WANT SO MANY THINGS FROM HIM?

at least tenant yachi is a sweet angel who always brings him cupcakes.

moniwa has started to lose his hair.

he tries to sell the building once, but the only potential buyer is an old man named washijou, who calls him out on his low self-esteem and pushover tendencies and makes him cry. he ends up not even buying the building in the end.

don’t forget, moniwa. you’re here forever.

#these are the things i do to procrastinate when i should be writing fic #OTL #.m #fic #? #kind of? #haikyuu

[lordsicheng]

Valentine

Jo Jinho x OC

S: Jinho decides to make a very special gift for you for Valentine’s as you visit him in the studio

g: fluff

word count: 1k exactly lol

After a whole day being busy with his schedules with the group, Jinho arrived the recording studio in their company building looking all tired and worn out. But he knew he needed to work, so he just decided to go to the studio first and make some draft recordings before finalizing it the next day. He sat on his chair, huffing as he put his bag to the side and took off his cap.

Before turning on all the apparatus around, he checked his phone and saw a message from you from thirty minutes ago and telling him you were on your way. He suddenly became confused as to why and was gonna reply, until he knew he was too late the moment he had heard a few knocks on the door

“C-come in!”

He snickered nervously the moment he saw you with a smile on your face once you opened the door, bringing a few cellophanes full of food as you slowly went in and closed the door, Jinho standing up and grinning to try and hide his tired state

“I’m sorry I didn’t reply.” he pursed his lips as he grabbed the cellophanes from your hands and put it on a table nearby

“I’m sorry for coming in all of the sudden. I was afraid you’d still be at an event or something but I couldn’t help but just come over. I even thought you were not here yet so I waited a little while.” you said as you walked over to the table next to him and put your head on his shoulder, making him smile and kiss your forehead in reply

“Schedules ended two hours ago. I only showered at the dorms and chilled for a bit. I wanted to sleep but I felt like wanting to finish a few recordings.” he walked over to his seat and you walked over to the sofa situated nearby, looking at him as he started to play some instrumentals he made from the past recordings he made

“Aren’t you hungry?” you sighed, lying down on the sofa and checking your phone

“Kind of. What did you get?” he asked, not looking at you

“Tteokbokki… some jajangmyeon…” you prolonged; only glancing at him as you kept looking at your phone

Jinho couldn’t help but give you a few side eyes every now and then since you both became quiet, him realizing you both hadn’t spent time for over a couple of months because of his schedules. He felt bad, because he did truly love you but at the same time he couldn’t find the right time to spend it with you. You, on the other hand, understood every bit of how busy he was all because you always supported his wants of becoming a singer. You didn’t even mind that you only met once or twice in a span of two weeks, knowing his schedules were always packed and he had to work in his studio; making him lack sleep and rest altogether, worrying you all the time whenever he texts you he is home or at the studio working to let you know he is alright.

Jinho suddenly stood up in the middle of his work, walking over to the food and grabbing a Styrofoam bowl that had jajangmyeon on it, unwrapping the plastic wrapper and grabbing a fork as he sat by your legs, making you sit up and look at him confusedly

“Aren’t you worried about your work?” you frowned, but he just started grabbing a few strings of noodles with the fork and spoonfed you, making you open your mouth and chuckle as he continued to feed you a couple more times before feeding himself

“I made a few drafts just yesterday. Want to listen?” he asked and you nodded excitedly, making him walk over to his seat again and put the bowl to the side as he looked for his recording

You walked over to him and stood next to his seat as he played an instrumental. It seemed like a really familiar song and you wondered if you’ve ever heard it before. You looked at Jinho who just grinned, making you all confused again since you felt as if he was plagiarizing a song

“So… this is your new song?” you raised a brow as you looked at him

“Mhmm, a cover.” he replied, making you relieved all of the sudden

“I knew it! What song is this?” you snickered as you saw Jinho paused the music for a while, scrambling through his files and checking the original song

“Here.” he smiled widely as he started playing the song, and you realized it was none other than My Valentine, a classic song you’ve kept hearing for a few times before

He suddenly laughed, grabbing your hand and making you sit on his lap. You giggled, realizing what he was thinking of as he played the song

“Happy Valentines?” you shook your head, still laughing

“Happy Valentines.” he said as he kissed your cheek

“Anyways, ever thought of a duet?” Jinho said as he looked up at you giving him a perplexed expression

“Excuse me?” you furrowed your brows, shaking your head

“No, I mean… I wanted to make a song for you but I didn’t have the time, so I thought about a duet as a gift for both of us.” he paused as you still gave him a confused look, so he just sighed as he continued

“Okay, fine. I’ll just get you a different gift.” he sounded as if he was sulky, but you stood up and cleared your throat to walk over to the other side of the room where the microphone was, putting on the headphones and clearing your throat once again

“So, when do we start?” you smiled, making him laugh so hard he almost fell off his seat

In the end, he prepared the recording again and looked at you with a warmed up smile

“That’s my girl.”

#pentagon #ptg #jinho #jo jinho #pentagon scenarios #pentagon imagines #pentagon reactions #jo jinho imagines #jo jinho reactions #jo jinho scenarios

[adiafunke]

I did these at the beginning of last year so it’s a tradition now weeeee

1: is there a boy/girl in your life? I’ve been dating a boy since Spring 2: think of the last person who hurt you; do you forgive them? sure why not. 3: what do you think of when you hear the word “meow?” maybe i should be moved on from myspace surveys by the time i’m middle aged 4: what’s something you really want right now? the kind of laughter that makes it hard to breathe 5: are you afraid of falling in love? the falling isn’t the scary part so no, not really  6: do you like the beach? not terribly but i’ll go like once or twice a year for like an hour or two and then be like “wow so pretty mhm water. sand. yep yeah ok i’m good” 7: have you ever slept on a couch with someone else? of course 

8: What is the background on your cell phone? a picture of Harry when he had long curly hair :)))))))

9: name the last four beds you were sat on? This is a dumb question. 1)my bed in Oregon 2)Josh’s bed in his MIT apartment 3) Josh’s bed in his NorthEastern dorm thing 4) Nate’s after some party  10: do you like your phone? it’s platonic. 11: honestly, are things going the way you planned? not at all but when and why would that happen? life doesn’t care about our plans.  12: who was the last person whose phone number you added to your contacts? some guy from school named Michael  13: would you rather have a poodle or a rottweiler? poodles are like mad smart so probably one of those  14: which hurts the most, physical or emotional pain? emotional 15: would you rather visit a zoo or an art museum? art museum. zoos are a bit sad  16: are you tired? It’s 3:30AM and I’ve become basically nocturnal recently so no :( 

17: how long have you known your 1st phone contact? like alphabetically? The first contact in my phone is me lol ADia. We have a 20 year long love/hate relationship going on 18: are they a relative? technically?  19: would you ever consider getting back together with any of your exes? I think one of them is a very fun person but I’m well aware of all the reasons we should not be together and he would probably cheat on me if I made him my husband so it’s a hard pass 20: when did you last talk to the last person you shared a kiss with? 3ish hours ago.  21: if you knew you had the right person, would you marry them today? nah, weddings are a lot to plan/expensive and I have other priorities. If they’re right then they’ll be around for a while. we got time.  22: would you kiss the last person you kissed again? yeah for like all the days ever  23: how many bracelets do you have on your wrists right now? one 24: is there a certain quote you live by? “you can never be overdressed or overeducated”-Oscar Wilde 25: what’s on your mind? earlier I was thinking about this song I used to love but I can’t remember a single word just the music and it was by some girl who was super lowkey on soundcloud like 5 years ago UGH 26: do you have any tattoos? Nope. 15/16 year old me would be shocked and upset.  27: what is your favorite color? yellllllooooowwwwww 28: next time you will kiss someone on the lips? 2 weeks :((((((  29: who are you texting? no one, it’s 3:30AM  30: think to the last person you kissed, have you ever kissed them on a couch? bye lol 31: have you ever had the feeling something bad was going to happen and you were right? yeah dude  32: do you have a friend of the opposite sex you can talk to? the main 2 people I go to advice for are male  33: do you think anyone has feelings for you? i’m gonna place money on Josh because he says “I love you” a lot. fingers crossed.  34: has anyone ever told you you have pretty eyes? my eyes are the prettiest 35: say the last person you kissed was kissing someone right in front of you? yikes no thank you  36: were you single on valentines day? pretty much wow tha’s kinda whack  37: are you friends with the last person you kissed? bffl  38: what do your friends call you? adia.  39: has anyone upset you in the last week? I’m subtly mad at myself but like I’m also super self-centered so all is well.  40: have you ever cried over a text? texting has become the easiest way to give someone bad news so yeah 41: where’s your last bruise located? above my knee i dunno what happened 42: what is it from? oops got ahead of the game 43: last time you wanted to be away from somewhere really bad? omg my roomates and I did some drugs last week and this guy was being really weird and I just wanted him to go so badly but even not totally with it Adia didnt have the nerve to be like “hi hello please gtfo” 44: who was the last person you were on the phone with? Josh 45: do you have a favourite pair of shoes? converse are just a classic  46: do you wear hats if your having a bad hair day? Nah hats are a statement to me. I’m looking cute if I got a hat on.  47: would you ever go bald if it was the style? Nah I got a werid shaped face so I probs got a weird shaped head.  48: do you make supper for your family? I haven’t lived with them for a little bit but I probably will soon.  49: does your bedroom have a door? yeah fuck not having a door  50: top 3 web-pages? wikipedia, youtube, tumblr 51: do you know anyone who hates shopping? i know some that claim it but then get excited while we’re doing it so like idk 52: does anything on your body hurt? No. All limbs are accounted for too, things are looking good.  53: are goodbyes hard for you? No. I’m not sure if I am just good at supressing emotions or if they genuinly don’t bother me becuase of how connected you can be with phones and social media  54: what was the last beverage you spilled on yourself? hahaha, probably alchohol.  55: how is your hair? I think it’s cute. The other night I decided to cut some of it and add pink streaks with one of my friends. Don’t worry, I’m fine.  56: what do you usually do first in the morning? scroll through twitter and avoid getting up for a solid 20 minutes  57: do you think two people can last forever?  Idk I think the basics of a happy healthy relationship are fairly simple but you have to have 2 people who want to consistantly work towards those things together and life gets hard so sometimes one person has to pick up the slack and that creates strain SO IDK  58: think back to january 2007, were you single? I was 10 and my only crush was on Josh Hutcherson  59: green or purple grapes? #allgrapesmatter (tbh I prefer purple though)  60: when’s the next time you will give someone a big hug? in 4 or 5 hours when my little sister wakes up for school  61: do you wish you were somewhere else right now? mentally, yeah. 62: when will be the next time you text someone? in the next 10 hours or so 63: where will you be 5 hours from now? hopefuly asleep  64: what were you doing at 8 this morning. sleeping. 65: this time last year, can you remember who you liked? I think this time last year I was the most single I had been in forever 66: is there one person in your life that can always make you smile? yes  67: did you kiss or hug anyone today? no :(  68: what was your last thought before you went to bed last night? “I should probably shouldnt sleep in a pillow fort on my floor 3 nights in a row”  69: have you ever tried your hardest and then gotten disappointed in the end? of course 70: how many windows are open on your computer? i’ve got 9 open and one of them is just blank. why am I like this?  71: how many fingers do you have? … 72: what is your ringtone? a marimba remix of “hotline bling” by Drake  73: how old will you be in 5 months? 20 74: where is your mum right now? she fell asleep listening to a podcast  75: why aren’t you with the person you were first in love with or almost in love? We would never work as a couple. we are far too similiar and end up clashing instead of complimenting eachother and it’s just a mess. 76: have you held hands with somebody in the past three days? just my sister but she has tiny 4 year old hands and they are real cute  77: are you friends with the people you were friends with two years ago? yes and it’s very nice :))  78: do you remember who you had a crush on in year 7? yeh this boy named Kane and he told me he liked me at the pencil sharpener awww  79: is there anyone you know with the name mike? lol my best friend from high school got a dad named Mike  80: have you ever fallen asleep in someones arms? yes. 81: how many people have you liked in the past three months? one 82: has anyone seen you in your underwear in the last 3 days? yeah  83: will you talk to the person you like tonight? yep!  84: you’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? fuck that 85: if your bf/gf was into drugs would you care? depends on the “drug” and how into it they were.  86: what was the most eventful thing that happened last time you went to see a movie? last time i was in a theatre Josh had flown in from Boston to see me in Oregon and he fell asleep on me for the majority of the film but it was so cute and I love him lots so it didn’t matter.  87: who was your last received call from? Josh. December 13th 2017  88: if someone gave you $1,000 to burn a butterfly over a candle, would you? no that’s so mean and would make me sad.  89: what is something you wish you had more of? perspective. 90: have you ever trusted someone too much? yeah  91: do you sleep with your window open? I loved sleeping with my window open in Oregon becuase of all the rain  92: do you get along with girls? I don’t NOT get along with girls but I’ve had more male friends than female friends going all the way back to first grade  93: are you keeping a secret from someone who needs to know the truth? nope!  94: does sex mean love? it can mean that if you ascribe said meaning to it but you do you  95: you’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? no that would be the best thing ever 96: have you ever kissed anyone with a lip ring? nope!   97: did you sleep alone this week? Yeah :( Josh needs to come home for Winter break.  98: everybody has somebody that makes them happy, do you? yes, i have a few people. 99: do you believe in love at first sight? no but I like the fact that I noticed my boyfriend immediatly in fairly crowded place the first time I saw him  100: who was the last person that you pinky promise? idk maybe my boyfriend? Pinky promises are practically law so I wish I remembered. 

#me

[itsyoungjaeee-blog]

Romantic life during college

Two months ago, I graduated from the University of Hawaii at Manoa. During the course of the five years that I spent in that school, I encountered numerous romantic interests - some successful... and some not so successful... With that said, this will be a long post. So please bear with me.

Girlfriend | Well this relationship carried from when I was in high school. This person would end up being my first, last, and (probably the) only girlfriend in my life. During high school, I was confused. I knew I was attracted to guys, but I wasn't sure about girls. Furthermore, I didn't know what love was and what it meant to be in a romantic relationship. I was always good friends with this girl; we had the same hobbies and our interests lined up. We also saw each other outside our club, which made us closer. This closeness led me to believe that she and I should start dating. Thinking back, I think she asked me out two days after Valentine's day through text. LOL. I said yes and I started my first official relationship of my life. The next two years would bring numerous good memories and a handful of frustrating ones. I ended up moving away to a different island for college and she stayed back, and so we decided to do long distance. To be honest, long distance wasn't that bad. I had a lot of fun during my first year of college. Maybe that’s why as time went on, I started to lose feelings for her. Throughout the two years we dated, we never kissed - not even on the cheek. Did I truly love her? Yes... in a platonic type of way, but romantically? No.... I would not learn this very important fact until much much much later, and maybe that’s why we ended up dating longer than most people expected.  I felt guilty that I continued this relationship, and so during the summer after my first year of college, I broke up with her. After we broke up we promised that we would keep in contact and stay as friends. We told each other that if we truly were meant to be with each other, we’d end up together in the future again. I am confident that will never happen. I try my best to avoid her to this day. Seeing her again only reminds me of the days that I felt confused in my life and guilty for dating her. Looking back, I did learn something very important from this relationship - I’m not interested in girls. My mom would be sad to hear about this, but it’s not something I had a choice in. I was born this way, and that’s simply it. 

Lesson: I’m not interested in girls. 

Baritone | Baritone guy was a guy that played baritone in my section when I was a sophomore in college. He was white.. and cute.. and obviously gay. HAHAHA To be honest, we weren’t really that close.. until this one night. Our section had a drinking party at a hotel room after a football game. Everyone got really drunk and everyone mostly passed out sometime around 3 or 4 am. I was also intoxicated, but I was still awake at this time. Baritone guy was also awake at this time and we continued to drink together in the living room in our suite with some other people. He was also drunk (I think). His face was red and he was smiling. We were having a nice conversation and all of a sudden he leans over and he kissed me! In the middle of the room of passed out drunk people, he fucking kisses me!!! I was shocked, but at that moment, his lips felt so nice and warm and then I felt the tongue. I was like WHOAAAAA is this really happening?? I was drunk.. but I was conscious enough to realize what was happening. Well at that time, I was young, single, and drunk... and so why would I refuse to make out with someone. And so we continued to make out for the next couple minutes. After we stopped kissing, I remembered he had a boyfriend. HE HAD A FUCKING BOYFRIEND. WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY. I was pissed. I never wanted to be home-wrecker. And so I got up and walked away from the guy. Later, I would return to the living room to sleep on the floor. The room got really cold and I started to uncontrollably shiver for the next couple minutes. Then all of a sudden, I felt a hand start to rub my back to warm me up. Guess who it was was... it was baritone guy T_T It was really nice of him to do that, but still though... he really took care of me that night and that was my downfall. We ended up going back to the other room to sleep because the room was too cold to sleep without a blanket. In the other room, we got a pillow and shared it. We more or less cuddled to sleep that night. In the morning, one of the older people caught us sleeping together and decided to take a picture. I got worried. At this point in time, my section didn't know my sexual orientation. Baritone guy, however, calmed me down and promised to talk to the guy that took the picture and convince him to not show it to anyone. Later that week, he eventually accomplished this goal, which made me relieved. The coming week after this event became... hmm awkward. We would continuously text each other for the next week or so. He’d also flirt here and there.. and yeah. His kind gestures, actions, and flirtations got to me. I genuinely started to like him, even though I knew I shouldn't. In the coming weeks, I confront him again about his behavior and his boyfriend situation. It was then that I heard the very thing I knew from the beginning - he still loves his boyfriend. After this whole thing, I told myself to never talk to him. It was quite difficult to do that because I saw the guy 3-4 times a week... Getting over him was tougher than I expected. Here I am, still young and just got out of a relationship, and I finally found someone that was interested in me that I really liked... and yeah I was heartbroken. There were many times that I secretly wanted him to break up with his boyfriend so he could come back to me, but it never happened. I eventually moved on. He texted me one day the summer after this to see how I was doing. I didn't reply.. because by then I’d would have a different guy that I was dealing with. #swerve 

Lesson: Guys can be douchebags.

Aiden | Have you ever watched those cute, dramatic Korean dramas where the main couple would fall in love under weird circumstances, have many cute-to-die-for moments and have obstacles in their relationships that they faced? Well, this was that type of relationship. In the summer between my sophomore and junior year, I studied abroad in South Korea at Yonsei University. I went to that country to sightsee and improve my Korean - basically live and enjoy life. It was an amazing time in my life, but not every day was a good one. On one day, I was having a rough day because the group of friends that I thought were my friends. Because I was bummed, I stayed home that night. I downloaded this gay app called Jack-d just to see what happens. Well, I ultimately ended up talking to this Korean guy named Aiden. At that time, my Korean wasn't that good, but he was able to understand my messages and he replied to them. He asked me why I wasn't out playing because it was a Saturday night. I told him that I wasn’t having a good day because of the friend thing. I didn't really expect him to do anything, but he was like, do you want to go out for some fresh air? It was sketch.. but I was like YOLO and I agreed to meet him. He ended up driving his dad’s van and he picked me up from the Yonsei dorms. It was an interesting encounter. My Korean wasn't good then and his English wasn't good at all. How did we become friends? I don't know. HAHAHA but he took me to the top of a mountain where it overlooked the beautiful city of Seoul (Lowkey, kind of romantic). We talked a lot that night and I had fun. We also agreed to meet each other more in the future, and we did. Our second “date” was at the movies. We were supposed to watch this English movie, but it wasn’t playing that night, and so we ended up watching this Korean comedic movie about an entertainment troupe that fought bad guys during the Joseon dynasty. We had dinner after the movie, but then we realized that we missed the last subway to Sinchon. So he took me to his house, got his car and drove me home. It was pretty sweet of him to do that... hahaha Our third date was just dinner. Like myself, he was a college student and he worked at a gas station part-time. He worked til midnight and so we decided to go for late dinner and drinks. Well, we got a bit drunk and as a result, we got really close to each other that night hahaha I remember that night was raining. I didn't bring my umbrella, but he did, and so we shared one. We were so close to one another that I probably could’ve kissed him easily (but I didn't).  The last time I met him that summer was my very last night in Korea. He really wanted to see me before I leave, and so he took his car and showed up in front of my hostel at midnight. We were just talking in that car about how it was so nice that we met each other. He was sad. Somewhere along that way he kissed me. I was very surprised. After he did that I backed off and I started laughing, and so did he.  The entire time, I was under the impression that we were just friends (because if he was interested, he would’ve made a move much sooner). Well, he WAS interested in me... but it was my last night. The rest of the night, we talked... kissed some more and did some other stuff ㅋㅋㅋ and it was fun. If I only knew much sooner... 진짜 이쉽다. But we had to part ways because I had to catch an early flight in the morning the next day. And so we said our goodbye’s. After I left the country, we stayed in contact here and there. Looking back, have I stayed there longer, I would’ve ended up dating him, but it’s okay. I saw him again during the times I went back to Korea. By then, times have changed and I didn't feel the same way I used to. So now, it’s just one nice happy memory. #summerfling 

Lesson: If you are interested in someone, make it known early. If not, you might regret it later on. 

John | In my junior year, my friends and I decided to room together in the Hale Wainani towers. Often, my roommates played video games in our living room during Friday nights. I wasn’t really interested. So one night, I decided to go on Jack-d and see if any cute guys were on. I ended up talking to this local Korean guy. He wasn’t bad looking and we started talking in Korean (which really struck my interest). I wasn’t doing much that night and neither did he, and so we ended up deciding to meet each other that night. He lived close to the university and so we met in front of fed-ex. Again it was sketch... but I was bored and YOLO. We saw each other and we just started walking and talking. We ended up at the Ala Wai Park and we sat on a bench and we just talked. Until the sun came up. It was amazing. I was really surprised. We didn't really have much in common, but we ended up continuously talking for 6+ hours... After the sun came up, we decided to part ways and go back to sleep. At this point, I didn't really think we would see each other again, but to my surprise, we did. We ended up meeting at night the following week to talk for the entire night again. It wasn’t our intention to... but it just ended up that way. At that point, i was really interested in him and I thought he was interested in me too. We even went on a date. We had Korean food and froyo. It was really cute HAAHAH We ended up not getting together at the end though... He was unsure because of the return of his ex-boyfriend to his life and I told him I’d wait.. well he never got back to me about that... and I found someone else HAHAHA #whoops?

Lesson: Don’t get your hopes up. Just because the relationship starts well, doesn’t mean it will end well. 

ZH | Where do I even begin with this one? Haha everytime I think about him, it only brings back really good memories. Good good good memories :) You see, he was my first love (so as Mary says). It was an unrequited love, but it’s still love, you know? I started to like him when I noticed his change in attitude towards me when I came back from Korea in the summer. I’ve known this guy for two years and he was really cute... and he had the nicest smile (nice smiles =  key to my heart), and he was squishy to the point where I always wanted to hug him. LOL. He was also exceptionally smart, had a good sense of humor, and was nice and kind - basically the perfect guy! In my third season of marching band, we got close; we started to talk more in and outside of practice, he always offered to give me rides to things, we joked around, and all that good stuff. Our section always hung out after games, and I remember only going to those outings if he went. And when I did go, I’d always make sure to ask him for a ride because it meant that I could talk to him and spend more time with him. We certainly got close over that. This cute puppy dog love/ crush grew into something much more bigger than I expected. Thinking back, he was basically my dream guy. Thinking of him only gave me good thoughts, and as a result, I fell for him hard. Really really really fucking hard. If I knew this, shouldn’t have I did something to let him know that I was interested? Well no... There was just one problem- he was straight. Well.... everyone thought he was. I, being infatuated with this guy, was in denial. Because of this, I always kept my hopes up and I messaged this guy frequently. I even asked him out on a date (well I thought of it as a date, but he probably didn't think it was) and I even gave him a Christmas gift that year because I knew what kind of things he liked. I was in love with the guy and this continued for two years. It was tough; he was straight, and so that meant that he was basically unreachable... Eventually, I slapped myself the cold hard truth and forced myself to stop talking to him so I could move on. It was hard... I saw him soooo often that every time he did someone cute, the feelings would come back. After he graduated from the university, he ended up getting a good job on the mainland. I got a chance to see him recently and I’m genuinely happy to know he’s doing quite well for himself. He even treated me to dinner! Thinking about him and my past love for him always makes me smile. Do I regret not confessing my love for him? Nah, it’s better this way. I don't want anything awkward between us. Will I ever confess in the future? Maybe when I’m drunk. If he ever admits that he liked me back, I’d be so heartbroken.

Lesson: Don’t fall in love with straight guys; you’ll only get disappointed in the end. 

Maggot | My sister made this name for him, not me. HAHA Basically during my winter break in 2015, I took my sister to Korea for the first time and we were able to travel in Busan for the new years holiday. NOTE: I never come to Korea with the intention to find a guy, but for some strange reason, I just end up finding these guys (and never in Hawaii ㅠㅠ)  hahahah I met maggot on Jack-d and we had a good conversation about food (because that’s what his pictures on this profile mostly consisted of). We ended up talking for all the days that I was in Busan. Turns out, he is not from Busan and he actually works in Seoul. It worked out for us because I had to return to Seoul anyway and we both agreed to find a time to meet up for a meal before I left. So we continued to talk until then and sometimes even on the phone. He’d always compliment me on how nice my voice sounded (which was low-key kind of weird). So we met up near his workplace because we were supposed to get lunch together. When I saw him for the first time, he was short. Like more than half a foot shorter than me. Normally, I’m not conscious about my height, but he was short. LOL Well basically during that first hour, he gave me a tour of his workplace and even introduced me to his coworkers and boss (which was weird... again). But finally, he managed to escape work for lunch and we left his workplace. Both of us weren’t really hungry and so instead he suggested for us to go to a 노래방 to sing. That guy was sly because he obviously wanted to hear me sing (I can’t sing to save my life) so he could hear my “sexy” voice ㅠㅠ Well I tried (and failed) and he sang quite well :) That’s probably one of the reasons why I was interested in him. But we continued to talk and we met up a couple more times afterward. My sister even met him, and he slept over at our Airbnb one night. I still remember when we were shopping in Myeongdong and he couldn't keep his hands off of me. And that I bought shoes with shorter soles to wear so I don't feel like I am much taller than him. HAHAHA Towards the end, he was supposed to go back to his hometown in Daegu, and my dumb butt tagged along. There, he showed me his favorite restaurants and I even met his family. I fucking YOLO’ed so hard then. On the way there, I hid in the bathroom on the train and then lied to the train guard about missing my destination on my ticket so I could pay less for the fare. It was an adventure x 100. I eventually went back to Hawaii and as soon as I left, he stopped all forms of communication. I was sad... :( but life moved on, and another guy would later enter my life that following week. #sorrynotsorry

Lesson: Be adventurous and spontaneous. You never know where life takes you sometimes. You might even end up in Daegu. LOL

Cute guy | During this time, I was really sad. Maggot stopped talking to me and so I had to find a way to forget about him. I ended up on that app again (I don’t even know why ㅠㅠ)  and I started talking to this cute Korean guy. We talked entirely in Korean for the next several days, and it turns out that he was staying at my university and he wanted to take me out to dinner. I didn't think much about it because I was still kinda sad about the maggot thing. Originally, I didn't want to meet him because I had enough of guys (especially Koreans). I told my friend Mary about this and she convinced me to go. She told me to go for the free meal (HAHAHAHA). So I did. I met him to redeem my free meal. HAHAHA and he was surprisingly really cute in person and not all douche-baggy like most Korean guys. Even though we only talked in Korean in the text message, he was fluent in English and so we talked in English. He was really cool and chill. We were able to have intellectual conversations and such. I had a really great time. We ended up at a gay bar later that night. Actually, I had a previous commitment for a karaoke thing with my friends, and he walked with me to Waikiki from the university and he waited two hours for me to be finished with my friends. After karaoke, I went to the gay bar with him. We drank a lot and we got drunk and he made the moves HAHAH We were really intoxicated and so we took a taxi back to the university where we continued to hang out in front of Kennedy Theater. I woke up the next day with a bad hangover and I was fairly sure that he wouldn't talk to me after what happened the night before. To my surprise, he messaged me first the next day and we continued to talk. We ended up going on a hike a couple days later.  He even visited my dorms and met my roommates and friends. When he had to leave Hawaii to go back to Korea, he booked a hotel room near the airport because his flight was early the next day. He told me to come spend his last night in Hawaii with him and I did just that. We had dinner, watched a movie, and I slept that night in his hotel. I woke up early the next morning to say goodbye to him at the airport. We said goodbyes and I was very sure that he would stop talking to me after he left Hawaii like Maggot. Once again, he shocked me. He sent me a message as soon as he arrived in Hong Kong and Seoul. We would continue talking to each other for the next three months because I was under the impression that we were in a “썸” relationship. Turns out I was wrong. We had a conversation about our relationship and he told me he has no intentions of being in a relationship. I was really angry because I felt like I’ve been led on. So I stopped talking to him. By then, he changed the course of my life. I told him I planned on returning to Korea to study abroad later that year for the fall semester. I wanted to be outside of Seoul in Gwangju.... but he convinced me to stay in Seoul because “it would be too far for him to see me.” I, thinking we were in this 썸relationship, listened to him and I applied to Sogang University instead of a school in Gwangju. Well.. despite the outcome of our relationship, this was a blessing in disguise, because I had the time of my life in Sogang. Eventually, I would end up meeting my first boyfriend in Seoul... so it was a good decision at the end. After not talking to the cute guy for the next several months, he contacted me while I was in Seoul. I was suuuuper hesitant to meet him, but I did because he was very persistent in seeing me. We met up and we had a good conversation. We met a few more times while I was there and we continued keeping in contact with each other. To this day we still continue to talk and through my up and downs in my relationship and last semester of college, he was there to support me. He was also my proofreader for my Korean essays :P I am very thankful to have an amazing friend like him in my life, and I can’t wait to catch up when I move to Korea later this month. 

Lesson: You really don't know where life would take you sometimes. So get rid of your expectations and just go with the flow. 

Yonsei | So when I got to Korea in the summer before my semester in Sogang, I ended up matching with two guys on Tinder. One would end up being the guy that could’ve been and the other one ended up being my very first boyfriend. Yonsei guy was the one that could’ve been. He was Korean-American and he was studying abroad in Yonsei for the summer. He was pretty nerdy and dorky, to be honest. I thought I wouldn’t like him, but he was really funny and it was so easy to talk to him in person. He was one of the very first guys that I matched with on Tinder when I got to Korea, but we actually never met in person until a month later. We met up for dinner and 노래방, and we had a good time. He also told me that he was in an on-and-off long-distance relationship and he wasnt really sure if he and his boyfriend were still together. So I was under the assumption that we were just friends in the beginning. Well, that changed when I took him clubbing; I took him to one in Hongdae and a gay one in Itaewon. He’s quite stiff and so I nagged him to go with me at least once before he left (he’s from Georgia). So we went clubbing in Hongdae first and that was quite fun. Nothing much happened. I danced, and he tried too. HAHAHA it was entertaining to see him have fun and at the end of the night, we ended up walking back to Sinchon together from Hongdae. From Sinchon, I had to take a bus to my hostel and so he waited with me at the bus stop. There was some tension that I felt then. It felt like he wanted to hold my hand or put his arms around me, but he didn't. Low key, I wanted him to, but since he didn't, I brushed it off. I went home that night and so did he. The next day, I jokingly suggested going to a gay club in Itaewon. To my surprise, he agreed and we met up that night again to go to a gay club. Going to a gay club in Korea alone was a life-changing event for me (I’m serious). I’ve never been in a room full of guys like myself and that no one will judge me. Thank goodness Yonsei guy was with me because I didn't think I would’ve had the balls to go up to any guy there and start dancing with him. So I ended up just dancing with Yonsei guy and both of us made sure we had enough soju to drink before going in. Well, we grinded the whole night. HAHAHAHA I was attracted to him (even when I was sober) and myself on alcohol let loose and I kissed the guy. That basically set the mood for the entire night. We had a really good time that night.  After this weekend of dancing, I made sure to see him again for dinner before he left. We said our goodbyes and I thought that would be it. Well jokes on me. He ended up taking a long subway ride to my hostel the night before he left Korea (doesn't this seem a bit familiar *cough* Aiden *cough*). We drank that night in front of the convenience store near my place and we talked about how much fun we had together. My drunk butt wanted him to stay with me the entire night and so we sleep together in my room that night. The next day, we said our final goodbyes and that was it. I didn't want to pursue anything because he still had to take care of his on-and-off long-distance relationship back home and he was going back to Georgia and I was going to be in Korea for the next six months, and then in Hawaii after. Logistically, our relationship wouldn’t have worked out. When he went back to Georgia, we continued to snapchat each other. We still continue to talk to this day and I hope to see him again in the future as friends. 

Lesson: Timing. Timing. Timing. Timing. Timing. It’s all about having good timing when you want to be in a good relationship.

Boyfriend | This guy changed my life. His impact in my life is so big that I can’t even begin to describe our relationship. From the very first moment when we matched on Tinder, to our awkward first movie date, to crying to one another on a bench in Yonsei, to the many subway rides to city hall to meet him after his classes, to when he made it official on top of namsan tower, to our 100th day date, to all the delicious food we ate together, to the many bus rides to Ilsan to see him, to all the arguments we had, to the time when I had to take to him the hospital, to the day he told me he passed his military exams, to our pocky day date, to all the cafe shops we visited, to all the time he sang me a song with his amaaaazing voice, to that time when we made couple rings, so the time when he kissed me unexpectedly in the streets of Hongdae, to the many times when he led me to the stairwell just so he can hold my hand, to the many times he sneaked a kiss in the elevator, to the subway ride where I cried because of him, to that time when he gave a surprise visit to my dorm to give me medicine that one week I was really sick, to that last week before I left Korea when we woke up early in the morning to have breakfast and lunch with each other, to the last hug and kiss I got from him before boarding my plane back to Hawaii, to all my 3 am and 4 am phone calls to him, to all those good morning kakao messages, to all those times he was there for me when I didn't have a good day, and to that one night when he broke up with me... and to that day when I got his very first message after he left for the military, to these days when we are just friends... I don't regret anything. I sincerely don’t. It was an amazing time in my life. It wasn't the smoothest relationship, but that is what made it a rewarding experience. We had so many obstacles in our relationship and we (almost) overcame all of them. We were each others first boyfriends; it was special. I will never forget this guy. He will always be my first boyfriend and no one can ever take that away from him. I will probably compare all the guys I meet in the future to him (which is unfair to all the guys because he’s quite difficult to match up to ㅎㅎㅎ). We’ve broken up, but I know it was for the best. No harsh feelings and I’ll certainly make it a point in my life to continue my contacting him as friends. Being in this relationship made aware of all the faults I have and how difficult it is to be in a relationship. The way I handle my relationships and friendships now are much more different now than before I met this guy. I’m grateful for out experience, and I can only hope that I can meet a guy half as great as this him.  

Lesson: Relationships are hard... but they can be one of the most rewarding experiences in our lifetime. When else can you have someone see your true self, and learn the true meaning of love, sacrifice, and negotiation.

Never-meant-to-be guy | After my exboyfriend broke up with me, it took a long time for me to recover. Actually, I’m still kinda recovering now ( the very last portion of it). Well towards the end of my final year of college, I started talking to never-meant-to-be guy again. I’ve known him for three years or so and we’ve hung out together before. In the past, I did have feelings for him and I’ve made moves to show him that, but he always talked about how these other cute guys (that he wasn't talking to) in front of me. And so I thought he was never interested in me. Well, I was wrong. Apparently, he was.. and he didn't bother telling me this until the week before I graduated from college. At this point, I knew I was going back to Hilo for the summer before I moved to Korea later this year. We talked throughout the semester and he chose to tell me that he was interested in me only then??? I was baffled. But even if I did like him again, it was simply too late. He lost his chance, and I know that this relationship would not be worth pursuing. 

Lesson: Don’t wait until the last minute to confess to a guy. It will be too late then.

Through these ten people I encountered in my college, I learned a lot about myself, love, and about life. Hopefully, the lessons I learned since then will help me in the future as I meet more people to search for the one guy that will be with me for a very long time. I’m excited to see what life has in store for me... and I hope I won't grow old and lonely with cats ㅠㅠ 

-itsyoungjaeee

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