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sweetest apparition 01│ jjk

pairings: nerd!jungkook x popular!female reader

genre: angst with a bit of fluff and a bittersweet ending (and the tamest smut you’ve ever read)

synopsis: he admired you from a distance. everyone did. you're serene, words dance like ballerinas of your tongue, stars aligning when you laugh, the wind was made to sway with your hair, you were just too good for the world, and you would never know his name.

warnings: !! graphic deceptions of domestic abuse!! , jungkook is a little too in love, oc is kinda obsessed too, mentions of alcohol and drug abuse

wc: 12k oops

a/n: if you're triggered by domestic abuse pls don't read, i will write other stories without a single mention of it soon, im sorry i love you :( this story is just everything i wanted to write for so long and i hope you don't think its cliche lol

++ started writing this in 2021 and it took me so long to finish

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14 days

A loud smack echoed in the dark living room, the smell of alcohol making him sick to his stomach, cheek red from the impact. He carefully held his palm up against his cheek as he prayed to god for someone to save him from this awful household, and his father's clutch.

Jungkook wasn't a crier, he had grown accustomed to the lack of parental love, yet it still stung a little when he heard his father curse at him, questioning why he even had kids. Dragging his feet down the wood-covered halls, Jungkook scrunched his nose in disgust as he saw mold growing on the walls, and he had no idea what to do with it.

His feet took him all the way to his room, dimly lit up with a little nightlight he had bought at the town's annual festival, and next to it was a birthday card from a few years back, which you had given him. He wasn't a stalker, it was just the only birthday card he had gotten from anyone. You were both 11 back then, and Jungkook had invited the whole grade to a party at his grandma's house.

No one showed up the first 20 minutes, and Jungkook cried in his grandma's arms until the doorbell rang, and a sniffling Jungkook opened the door to see you, smiling brightly, stretching out your birthday card with two ten thousand won bills paper-clipped inside.

Jungkook appreciated how you didn't pity him that day, how you didn't even ask about the other guests' absence. You just devoured the chocolate cake together, both laughing at each other and your glaze-stained faces. You never spoke to Jungkook afterward, yet you still left the biggest mark in his heart, and he would never, ever in his life forget you, and how you lit up a broken little boy's heart forever.

Tears prickling in his eyes, blinking them away, gone as fast as they came. He went to sleep early that night, knowing he would see you tomorrow, possibly the only thing keeping him from completely giving up. You were his everything, the light of his life, shimmer in his eyes, despite you not remembering his name. He didn't care, he would just continue fantasizing till it swallows him whole.

13 days

The front strands of your ponytail fell down in your face as you laughed joyously, bubbles brewing in his stomach as he tightened his grip on the book he was reading, The Lover by Marguerite Duras, a disturbing book, which he wasn't focusing on at all.

You were laying down in the grass, frilly pink skirt and a white top, summer breeze warm and comforting, as you giggled with two of your many friends, Jihan and Sooyoung.

The two last weeks of school before the summer break was your favorite, your report cards had been handed out and the school didn't require you to wear uniforms either, so you could wear all the pretty clothes you had bought, preparing for the hot weather.

A guy approached you, which Jungkook recognized as Kim Taehyung, your best friend, with who you were very comfortable, a bit too much for Jungkook's liking.

His whole stomach twisted into a harsh knot when he threw his arms playfully around her neck, quite literally, because he could feel his breakfast come up his throat as he gripped onto the bench, hurling onto the grass. In some ways, he knew it was coming. He had felt the weird feeling in his stomach since he woke up.

"Oh god... Look at Jungkook!" Jihan chuckled, a vicious tone in her laugh. A frown formed on your face, feeling bad for him, so you loosened yourself from Taehyung as you reached for your purse to approach him.

"Jihan." You gave her a cold stare, and she looked away awkwardly, "I'll be back soon." Already rushing over to the boy who was about to wipe his mouth with his hand.

"You shouldn't-!" You exclaim, and he freezes. He's still hanging, face facing the grass, huddled over the bench, saliva dripping from his mouth, probably an attempt to get rid of the gruesome taste.

Jungkook slowly turned his head to face you, and his whole body froze when he met your sympathetic gaze. Digging through your purse you found makeup wipes, holding one out for him to grab. He didn't take it, so you leaned forward to wipe his mouth yourself. "Yuck, this must've been horrible. Are you okay?" You smiled as the tissue met the corner of his mouth, with no trace of disgust on your face.

He didn't try to pull back either, he was so mesmerized by your face up close, he genuinely thought his fantasies had finally swallowed him whole.

Jungkook had an unreadable expression on his face, he was pale like milk, and you felt worried and contemplated calling for a teacher, but you realized they could probably not do any more than you could, considering you were outside of campus, in the park on the other side of town for another foolish class outing.

Placing the used wipe on the bench next to him, he winced and moved a little away from it, and you just felt relieved that he wasn't completely dead. You grabbed a water bottle from your purse, holding it for him so he could drink. It was a hot summer day, the scorching heat had probably gotten to him, lips dry like sandpaper.

He took a few sips, hesitating for a while until he kept drinking. "You must've been so lightheaded, you have to take care of yourself." He only nodded in response. You threw the wipes away and buttered up your hands in hand sanitizer and hand cream before getting comfortable on the bench next to Jungkook.

"Sorry if you don't want me next to you, but I don't think you should be alone like this. You have anyone who can pick you up?" He pondered on your question, only for a short while, until he realized, he had absolutely no one.

"No." He spoke dryly, voice weak and vulnerable. It made you want to protect him, but all you did was sit back in silence, placing your hand on Jungkook's knee, and he grimaced in pain, letting out a small whine.

"Shit, I´m so sorry!" You pulled your hand away, smiling apologetically. Your friends looked at you, questioning looks on their faces as to why you were sitting next to someone like Jungkook.

You brushed them off, and Jungkook crossed his arms protectively, and you felt a pang of guilt. He had only uttered a single word to you, as simple as "No."

When he lifted his arms up, you took it as an opportunity to let your eyes wander, noticing how frail the boy was, how his skin was light as day, and his bicep covered in a purple bruise on his arm, you couldn't help but think he had been sick for a while.

"Let's move out of the sun." You smiled, standing up and taking his hand, and he slowly got up, and you offered a second hand to help him get stable.

His legs were wobbly, the emotions were too much for him. He was holding your hand, you were caring for him, just like you did many years back. You hadn't changed, you were still an angel and not a product of his imagination.

The tears that had been welling up in his eyes last night finally came to the surface, endlessly rolling down his cheeks. You could nearly feel the sting as you heard his quiet sobbing and saw his cheeks turn splotchy red.

He looked embarrassed, mortified actually. You quickly placed his arm over your shoulder, as you started walking away from the open areas of the park. The bus station was close by, so you walked away from the park and your teachers, and none of you seemed to care.

A bus you took quite often luckily passed by, and you waved for it to stop, and of course, the bus driver stopped for you, a sight to behold, and you halted onto the bus with a sniffling Jungkook.

You both looked at each other, eyes widening when you realized that you had skipped school. Chuckling together, your heart warmed up, finally, he was smiling.

You wiped his tear with his thumb as you swore you would protect him from all danger. You both went separate ways that evening after you paid for some cheap mediocre sandwiches at the gas station, not talking much.

12 days left

The next time you see Jungkook, it's no different from the first, he's in yet another pitiful situation, nervously picking up all the books he had just dropped on the ground when crashing into Moonbin, another sleaze who has tried it with you.

"Watch your step dweeb," Moonbin growled, placing a foot on Jungkook's shoulder, pushing him down so his head hits the gravel.

Poor Jungkook groaned in agony, throbbing pain as he rushed to pick up the rest of his books, muttering sorry over and over again.

"Moonbin, what the fuck is your problem?" You stepped in, his saving angel. God had sent you to aid him, he was sure of it. "What has he ever done to you?" You spat, standing between the two boys.

Moonbin was a good 6'3, his height a little intimidating, yet you didn't budge. "Y/N-ah, seriously, stay out of it." His expression softened at the sight of you, and it only made you even angrier, stepping with full force on his foot, making him yell in agony, the little heel crushing his toes.

"Jungkook is my friend, and you don't mess with my friends." You smiled proudly, shooing Moonbin and his bruised ego away before you sat down on the ground with Jungkook, who looked at you like you possessed the world's greatest treasures.

You knew his name. You, Y/N Y/L/N, knew his name. He could squeal in happiness any second, luckily his throbbing headache kept him grounded, adoration glazing his pretty eyes. He had a little bruise on his forehead from the gravel, luckily no blood, and you didn't dare touch it, afraid Jungkook would cry out in pain again like he did two days ago.

You followed him to the bathroom, offering to hold his stuff for him, even his phone, case decorated in Undertale and Zelda stickers, and you laughed to yourself as you traced the stickers with your fingers. Out of a sudden, the buzzes from his phone wouldn't stop, and you flipped his phone around to see series of messages on his lock screen.

Dad 04:37pm

Where are you

You idior come home or i'l, throw your shit ouvt

Ungsteful brat no wonder your mom left tou

Heart dropping to the floor, you dismissed the messages and pretended you had never even seen them, scared Jungkook would close up again as he had finally started talking to you.

When he exited the bathroom, you pretended you hadn't seen anything, yet the lump in your stomach just grew bigger every time you looked at him. You started noticing, how his eyes were puffy, bags under his eyes, one cheek redder than the other, how skinny Jungkook was, and it made you shiver.

"A-are you.. alright?" He asked softly, and you only nodded, pressing your books up against your chest, trying to suppress whatever emotions you so desperately wanted to show.

He followed you home that evening, and you nearly cried out for him not to leave, not to go home to his dad who's texts had scared the living daylights out of you, so you reached for his hand.

"Stay for a while?" You pleaded, smiling, and he could see a little hurt in your eyes. He wanted to, so badly. Then he realized that he had a father at home, so he shook his head.

"I'm sorry, my dad wants me home." And you could hear the fear in his voice as he got ready to leave. His lips reduced into a thin line as you pouted.

"Give me your number at least." You smiled, despite being afraid, and he obliged, typing his number in on your phone, being extremely cautious because of the price of your new iPhone 12, while he was stuck with the iPhone 5.

He turned on his heel, and you couldn't stop him. He slipped out of your hands, your grip. You gulped, watching him walk till he was out of sight. You tossed and turned the whole night, which you never did, you always fell asleep in minutes. You were worried, a few dry cries probably left your mouth.

11 days left

He was present in class the next morning, a feeling of relief as you saw him with his nose down in another book, yet he looked even more defeated than yesterday. He ignored your smiles, he just looked at you with a dead expression and pushed his glasses up his nose, throwing his hoodie over his head, looking back down into his books.

Class ended, and you gracefully walked over to Jungkook's desk, because it seemed like he had no intention of getting up. "I made extra lunch this morning so we could share. You never eat during break so-"

"Y/N, leave." He pointed at the door, all the other students leaving, signaling for you to leave with them, you refused, and pulled out a chair to sit in front of him.

"You're all skin and bones, Jungkook. Let's enjoy this meal together, I can be silent if you want." You shrugged, grabbing two bento boxes from your backpack.

"Why do you care? Don't you have friends you should be spending time with?" Jungkook spat, not even willing to look you in the eyes.

You just kept smiling, opening the boxes carefully and handing him a pair of chopsticks, "You're my friend too, Kook-ah," and he accepted, a small grin appearing on his face.

He loves you, he absolutely loves you. He doesn't even mind that you feel nothing for him, you are so, so perfect. Jungkook could stare at you all day, letting your beauty sink in time and time again. He wants to hold you because you're so close to him, but he knows that you're two worlds apart, no matter the distance between you two.

You could hold him so tight he'd turn blue and you'd still be so god damn far away, you were so out of his league, as cliche as it sounds, it's completely true.

Eating together in silence as you promised. Jungkook was completely engulfed in your sweet, silent beauty, how you resembled a wave that hits the shore with such ease, splashing everywhere, landing as simple drops of water, which couldn't hurt anyone.

You weren't loud and outrageous, you enjoy moments of silence, you love everything enclosed, safe and sound company, exactly like Jungkook.

"You wanna come to my house today?" You break the comfortable silence.

"I can't." He replies, sounding awfully sad.

You could ask why, but you chose not to. You didn't want to pick scabs off wounds you couldn't see, so you waited till he told you yourself. Hoping he would.

"Okay. You have my number though, can we text tonight?" You smile, knowing it's weird to ask someone to text you, but Jungkook was weird too, so it didn't matter.

He nodded and continued reading a book you knew nothing about. You appreciate a good book, classics like Catcher in the Rye, and How to kill a mocking bird, but it seemed like Jungkook had taken the next step into the world of literature.

He made you happy, his company felt good. Nothing could hurt you now, yet everything could hurt Jungkook, and you swore you felt nauseous just thinking about it. You knew what was happening in his home, but you needed him to tell you, trust you, before you could help him. Give him what he deserves, he just needs to hang in there for a little while longer.

"Can't we skip school tomorrow, we can do something then? It won't affect our report cards!" You shake him excitedly, yet carefully, like he's fragile

"They'll call home, my parents are already mad at me for a bad grade I got last week." Jungkook sighs, closing the book he was reading. He lets out a weak, quiet yawn.

You think he's pretty like this, eyes puffy and lips pouted, hair messy, glasses resting on his nose. Jungkook has the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen, and you swore to god you could drown in them.

10 days left

See tags for warnings.

He dragged his feet down the pavement of a busy street, trapping onto his heavy backpack. It was a long walk since he had missed the bus home from school. He was tired today, even worse than yesterday. The summer sun was frying him alive, forehead covered in drops of sweat, hair sticking to his forehead.

Wearing a sweater and jeans was probably not the most comfortable choice, but sure as hell the most secure one. He hated his legs, and his arms covered in purple and blue bruises, and how he wasn't fit at all, in fact, he had never entered a gym before.

Sometimes, he'd take the long way home. He tried to convince himself that it was for health reasons, that he needed the extra steps because all he did was stay in his room. Jungkook knew it was untrue. The only reason he took the long way home is because of his father and his unpredictable mood swings. Sometimes, he'd be in a good mood. He might even offer Jungkook the remote and the best spot in the sofa after a long school day.

Today, he was just so exhausted he even took a shortcut. He just needed a nap and something to eat. Opening the front door, he carefully stepped inside. His dad was on the back porch, smoking a cigarette and listening to the radio. Jungkook couldn't tell what kind of mood he was in. When he went to get something to eat, the fridge was nearly empty. Just some cheese and a few jars of jam. Maybe he could find some crackers to eat it with.

Looking closer at the cheese, it was expired. There were no crackers in the cupboard either. He had to approach his dad and see what mood he was in. Slowly sliding the glass door open, he called out with his softest voice:

"Dad?" His voice quivered.

His father turned around abruptly, seeing his son in the doorway. "What do you want now? I can't drive you to school if that's what you're gonna ask me. If you missed the bus you can walk." Jungkook heard his voice getting more irritable towards the end of the sentence.

He had to be so so careful.

"Uh, no... I just got home from school." He stopped to think for a while and his dad raised his eyebrows. "There's no food in the fridge. I was just gonna remind you that you need to go to the grocery store."

Jungkook´s father stood up, pushing his chair back.

"Who are you to tell me what I need to do?" He came closer and Jungkook braced himself. "You're just like your useless mother. Can't do anything on your own." He hadn't raised his voice yet.

"Sorry... M´sorry..." Jungkook muttered underneath his breath. At some point in his life he stopped defending his mom. It was somewhat true. She was useless, at least to him. She had ran away from her husband, Jungkook´s father, and started a new family with a nice husband. She deserved all of that at the time and promised to come back for Jungkook once everything was settled a few weeks later.

She never came.

"I can't believe I messed my life up so bad. Look at your mother running away from her own son, to think that I married her! Even worse, look at the son that I raised. Such a weak and sad boy. I can't even call you a man." He was yelling and Jungkook knew he was only seconds away from hurting him again.

Jungkook couldn´t even bother replying before his head hit the porch floor. He was still conscious and his dad pulled him up by the collar for another round.

When he was done, Jungkook limped his way into his bedroom and his dad sunk back into his chair and turned up the music even louder. He sat down in his bed and slowly took his hood off, wincing from the pain. His mind drifted elsewhere and landed on the thought of you. How your kindness and care could have calmed him down in seconds.

He picked up his phone and looked at the text from you from last night.

Y/N 9:17 pm - Yesterday

Hi Jungkook, how are you? ❤️ I can see that you're reading these :( Read 9:19

Jungkook 5:45 pm

Sorry. Hi. To be honest I could be better. How about you?

Y/N 5:49 pm

Happy you replied and sad to hear that you're not doing well. I really want you to come to my house tomorrow 🙏 I even told my parents that I made a new friend who's not related to my current friend circle and they couldn't be happier!! Pretty pretty pleaseee

Jungkook hesitated for a while. Considering his dad couldn't even grasp that it was 4 pm when he came home and not 7 in the morning makes him believe that he won't notice his absence for a few hours tomorrow. And even if he did, it would be worth it.

Jungkook 5:57 pm

Fineee

Y/N 5:58 pm

Yayy I can't wait!!

For the first time in a while, Jungkook wasn't dreading waking up in the morning.

9 days left

Jungkook 1:22 pm

Should we meet a slight distance away from school or should I just go directly to your house?

Y/N 1:25 pm

What are u saying? Meet me by the main entrance and we'll walk together!!

And so he did. You walked out the main entrance with your entire friend group and you smiled brightly as your eyes met with his. He was caught off guard by your lack of shame. "See you guys tomorrow!" You smiled brightly, and all your friends stared back with a confused look as you skipped towards Jungkook.

"What are you doing?" Jihan exclaimed. You turned around to her and looked at her with a raised eyebrow. "I´m gonna hang out with my friend!" All of your friends looked at you funny and you pushed Jungkook along.

"Sorry they're being such idiots to you. I try to make them stop but I think they have some deep rooted insecurities." You chuckled after a while of silence.

"It´s fine." Jungkook forced a smile and looked you in the eyes.

"No, it's really not fine and you need to stop saying that." You came to a halt and he turned to you. He didn't say anything and you couldn't read his facial expressions.

He knew he was dead silent and you probably thought it was weird. Only right now was he taking in how beautiful this side of town was. Large mansion style houses with three cars parked outside each house, modern communal parks and clean streets. You fit in so perfectly here.

If he closed his eyes real tight and concentrated very hard he could imagine himself as a family man in one of these stunning houses. Maybe he could own a Benz that he could take his kids to school in. They would never take the bus and they'd always come home to open arms and a homemade meal on the table.

Warm and lighthearted conversations at the dining table with his wife and children, everything his mom and dad couldn't give him. A pat on the back if they fail a test and not a slap in the face. That's what he wanted to give his children.

Jungkook was lost in thought and so were you. You were stood there thinking about how stunningly pretty Jungkook was. When you were close to him it was almost heartbreaking how it hasn't been appreciated more. How his face belonged on a canvas. That's what you thought of him. You aren't the type to stay silent when you really mean something. For some reason the words just don't come out the right way when you're with him.

"Are your parents home?" He questioned as you kept walking.

"My mom probably. My dad will be home for dinner."

The rest of the evening goes smoothly. Your mom loves Jungkook and constantly gushes about how well mannered he is. Your dad appreciates that he only speaks when he is spoken to and that he has realistic ambitions. You spend most of your time in the upstairs living room playing a stupid board game and watching a dumb sitcom.

It's quiet most of the time but the both of you can feel that you enjoy each others company. Just simply co-existing and not being alone feels nice for the both of you.

As Jungkook is putting his shoes on to leave, your mom walks in. "Jungkook-ah, why don't you come over for dinner tomorrow as well? You're such a pleasure to have as a guest." She proposes, and he nods.

"If Y/N wants to spend time with me two days in a row." He chuckles slightly.

"You know I do."

He smiles, you exchanged goodbyes and he shuts the door behind him. Both you and your mom stay silent for a while before she breaks the silence.

"I hope this boy isn't a pity project to you, honey. You can obviously see that he's struggling and you can't just leave him behind when you're bored of him. He needs you more than you need him." She places her cold hand on your shoulder as she leaves you standing in the hallway.

You're not so sure that he really needs you more than you need him, because you so desperately need a friend.

8 days left

"Jungkookie, can I tell you a secret?" You're situated on your queen bed with floral sheets, both sitting with your legs crossed like 5th grade girls. Jungkook looked up and raised an eyebrow curiously at you as he nodded slowly.

"I was hanging with the wrong crowd a while ago. Not that I'm hanging out with the right crowd now, but you get the expression." You chewed your bottom lip nervously before you continue. "You know when I left school for a month to go to the Caribbeans?"

He lifted his eyebrows and widened his eyes in a "Yes... And?" type of way.

"I wasn´t in the Caribbeans. I was in rehab. An old friend of mine overdosed and I had to get drug tested. I tested positive on coke and my parents shipped me straight off to rehab." His expression softened as he placed a hand on your knee just like you had done to him a few days earlier.

"I was so mad at the time, I wanted to get emancipated from my parents. Today, I'm grateful. Grateful that they helped me so I didn't have to suffer the same fate as my friend." You sigh so deeply you could feel tears stinging in your eyes, but you managed to keep them down.

"Why´d you do it? Take the drugs I mean?" Jungkook asked ever so carefully, and you knew he only meant well.

"I guess I wanted to feel something." You shrug. "I think that´s why everyone does drugs in one way or another. To either feel or not feel." You smile sheepishly.

"What's your secret?" Feeling a little vulnerable and naked, you divert the attention to him. Maybe you're hoping to hear something about his dad. If he hurts Jungkook. That's what you suspect by the clothes Jungkook wears in this hot weather. How he always tugs at his sleeves.

"I want to study nursing." You stare at him and he knows it not as interesting as what you told him. "I haven't told anyone, ever. Maybe it's not what you wanted to hear but to me it's a secret." He stared down in his lap, not meeting your gaze. Chipping at the loose skin around a sore on his hand.

"That's really cool Kook-ah. I'm happy I'm the first to know." He looks back up at you. "Where have you applied?"

"I applied to PNU but tuition wise I think INJE or Dong-A is more realistic."

All of the universities he has applied to are all in Busan and you swore you could hear your own heart shatter. "Busan, really?"

"My aunt lives there and offered to let me stay with her for the first years of my studies." He chimed happily. "I guess I don't have the best relationship with my dad."

You decided not to push it, not to ask any questions quite yet.

"How about you Y/N-ah?" You liked the way your name slipped of his tongue so gently.

"I´ve already accepted my spot at Yonsei. I'm gonna study dentistry, so I guess we'll be in the healthcare field together." You smile, but you can't help that you're looking quite disappointed. In some ways you were hoping for Jungkook to be your forever friend, not a friend you occasionally see whenever you're in each others cities.

"When are you leaving for Busan?" You question.

"After summer, I guess."

7 days left

The empty desk in the classroom makes your insides feel like they're gonna twist and turn and send your breakfast back up your throat. His empty desk.

The two of you had grown abnormally close over the past few days, texting all night and spending the daytime together in some kind of way. Maybe it's because neither of you know how healthy friendships are supposed to be paced, you feel like you've been friends forever.

The entire day went by and all you heard was the tuned out noise of your loud friends yelling across the lunch table with nothing interesting to say at all. Only shit talk and gossip. There's always a new guy or girl to talk shit about. Usually, you wouldn't participate in the chitchat, so they didn't notice your sullen mood today.

No matter how much you tried to paint yourself as a saint or a saviour, you only saw an accomplice when you looked in the mirror. You had the power to make them stop picking on so many people, in some way, they saw you as their leader. Maybe they'd abandon you at some point, but wouldn't it be worth it?

Despite the fact that you never encouraged it, you never stopped them either. So you weren't better than them in any way although you liked to believe so. You liked the validating feeling of them obeying the things you told them to do, and you guessed that´s why you're too scared to confront them. You're scared that they'll rebel against you and leave you behind.

Y/N 11:21 am

Kook-ah, where are u?

Jungkook 11:24 am

At home The walk back from your house gave me a cold I think

Y/N 11:25 am

Oh no :( Get well soon and text me tn!! <3

You knew he was lying and you could feel your heart hurting from lunch time till you were in bed staring at the ceiling. "Honey! Dinner is ready!" Your mom yelled from downstairs, and you barely heard it through your door.

"Not hungry!" You yelled back, continuing the intense stare-off with your ceiling. Your mind explored deep and dark places when you were alone. Letting your mind slip back to your past or the worst experiences throughout your life was very typical of you to do.

The text message you sent to Jungkook is left unread. Until it isn't anymore.

Jungkook 8:21 pm

I really need you right now

You started blankly at the screen, heart pounding in your chest whilst typing your message.

Y/N 8:21 pm

Ofc, where r u???

Jungkook shared his location with you for 1 hour

You raced down the stairs, and your parents looked at you confusedly as you rushed past them and put on your running shoes in the hallway. You so badly wished you had your license. Darting out the door and slamming the door behind you, you weren't thinking straight. The air was cold for a summer night, but it was still bright out.

Jungkook lived on the other side of Goyang, a city right outside Seoul that you both resided in. Walking would probably take you 45 minutes at least. You didn't care. The wind ran through your hair as your breath was pacing. You made awfully loud noises as it was starting to get tiring. You refused to stop running, you couldn't stop running. Your body wouldn't let you.

The location Jungkook sent you was a park, and you guessed it was close to his house. Sometimes you picked up your phone for directions but you never stopped running, you only slowed down to a jog. A faint iron taste was present in your mouth and you were heaving for air, but he needed you.

Someone finally needs you.

You ran across busy roads, cars honking and people yelling out their car windows after you. At some point you even fell and twisted your ankle, but it only slowed you down slightly. At some point you start thinking of other means of transportation you could've turned to to get to him. This felt more rewarding.

"He needs me!" You yelled out like a crazy woman to motivate yourself as you picked up your pace.

"Your destination is 1 minute away." Your phone said from your back pocket. You looked around, and a bench with a silhouette sitting on it caught your eye. You ran over, head banging and feet sore.

You stopped abruptly in front of him, trying to catch your breath. You met his gaze. His teary-eyed gaze. All you could do was throw your arms around him and hold him ever so tightly. He sniffled into your cardigan and held you close.

He was gonna be okay. You didn't ask any questions that night.

6 days left

You were nibbling on a mozzarella stick your mom had packed in your lunchbox. Everyone else was eating the cafeteria food, but you couldn't stand the nauseating creamy pasta they served every other week. All your friends were talking about something you couldn´t focus on. Suddenly a few girls rushed over and shouted your name.

"YN-ah!! They're fighting over you!" You recognised a few of the girls; Jisoo, Heejin and Soomin. They had math class with you, and god, they were loud. Loud but kind. They´d always include you in their conversations since none of your friends were in that class.

You shook your head trying to come back to your senses. "Who is fighting over me?" You blurted out.

"Moonbin made the first punch but he punched back!" Heejin shook your shoulders and made you come with her. "Can you believe it?" She spoke yet again, dragging you down the hallway, your friends were right behind you.

"Who is the other guy?!" You refused to keep walking before they told you.

"Jungkook, obviously! He punched back!" They almost laughed in disbelief.

Jungkook. He was defending himself against Moonbin. The thought sent shivers down your spine. Moonbin was a self proclaimed professional in bathroom fighting. He'd fight anyone for any reason he could think of, just for the fun of it. He didn't leave Jungkook alone when you told him, in fact, it probably provoked him even more that you stood up against him a few days back.

The girls pulled you around the corner and into the mens bathroom. Moonbin had Jungkook by his collar, his nose was bleeding and there was blood on his blue shirt. He didn't look scared though. He looked completely and utterly numb. Moonbin turned around to see you in the doorway, and his face was pretty bruised up too considering the punch had only been thrown minutes ago.

"Moonbin, please stop!" You nearly screamed, choking on a sob. It only infuriated him more and he threw a gut punch at Jungkook. He winced in pain, and you let out a squeal as you could feel it slightly in your own stomach. The pain.

Taehyung came up behind you and you turned to him. "Please, for the love of god, stop them. For me." The tears were running down your face already, and he´d do anything for you if you asked. Taehyung rushed over and separated the two, and a few others who were watching helped hold Moonbin back. You followed close behind, and watched Jungkook slide down against the wall.

"Make them leave, please." You pleaded with Taehyung, and he obliged. He told everyone to get out as you fell to the floor next to Jungkook. You placed your hand on the cut on his lip and wiped the blood off.

"I´m so sorry. So god damn sorry." You sobbed uncontrollably at this point, and he was the one to comfort you when he was the one who was hurt. "Stop apologising." He held you this time.

"I keep making things worse for you. I act like some kind of saviour when I do the exact opposite." His gaze softens.

"It's worth it to me." He says, running his hands through your hair.

"You're worth it to me." You barely hear him saying it, but it's loud enough for you to hear. A soft, pained whisper.

"I think you're the best thing that ever happened to me." You reply.

5 days left

Jungkook was seated on the ottoman, his face covered in band aids and strips. You were twirling around outside the dressing room in a white summery maxi dress. "What about this one?" You question, doing an extra twirl.

"It's nice." He shrugs, letting his eyes wander down your body starting from the top. How the dress hugged you in the completely right places. Your hips and waist looked amazing, and he so badly wanted to touch you. Without the dress if he could, but he'd be more than satisfied with it on.

Your expression saddened as your mouth formed a frown. "Okay, should I be completely honest?" He asked seriously.

"Should I be scared?" You laughed. "Go ahead."

"I think it's beautiful. It's perfect. You're perfect." He said sheepishly. He meant it although he hesitated. You were so perfect. Jungkook hadn't been to the Louvre ever before, but he was sure that a painting of you would attract more attention than the Mona Lisa ever could.

He was sure people would travel from every corner of the world to see your face, even in a painting. Everyone who were lucky enough in person should be thanking the universe for blessing them with the opportunity.

"Really?" You beamed, heart pounding. "Is it okay for graduation?" You look down at yourself hesitantly, the cleavage of the dress maybe dipping down a bit too low.

"More than okay."

The sales assistant came to check up on you and her eyes lit up when she saw you in the dress. "It's gorgeous. Absolutely stunning. I think you need this."

"Honestly, I do too after such positive feedback." You giggled lightly. "Can you take his measurements and pick out a suit for him as well please?" You point at Jungkook seated on the green velour ottoman.

"Me?" He was flustered and looked you dead in the eyes.

"Yes, you silly." You smiled softly.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" He desperately pleaded with you with his eyes and pulled you aside.

"Y/N I can't afford this. I don´t know if you think that I have more money than I do but I seriously have to scrape together money for a new hoodie from H&M."

"No, god. I´m not making you pay when I dragged you all the way over here. Consider it a graduation gift. If not, salary for being my personal shopping assistant." You nudged his shoulder playfully.

"Look, I´ll wear some black pants that sort of look like suit pants and the school uniform shirt. I can't let you do this." He almost pushed you against the wall as he grasped both your shoulders. Unbothered, you pushed his hands off you.

"Can´t let my date wear something simple as that to graduation. My grandparents are gonna frame the pictures of me and you're gonna be in them. I want you to feel confident that day. You deserve it." You pull him in for a hug.

You walked back to the sales assistant. "Will you take him to get his measurements?" She nodded, and now it was your turn to sit on the ottoman. He ended up trying on a few suits, and you landed on one that the both of you really liked. You could see him sweat when looking at the price tag but you reassured him with your soft smile.

"Get changed and we'll go pay." He agreed and disappeared behind the curtain. You fiddled with your phone for a while before going to browse the store. Understandingly, a suit that was so perfect for his figure would take a while to get out off, but you went to check on him.

Between the crack of the curtain and the wall you saw him. His upper body undressed as he touched a wound. His whole back covered in purple, red and dark bruises. You had watched enough medical shows to know that they weren't from yesterday. He had more scars and bruises visible than skin.

He saw you in the mirror and turned around. He looked scared to death. Like you were gonna hurt him as well. "Y/N, what the fuck?" You stood frozen. You were scared too. All your suspicions confirmed. Sometimes, late at night, you'd comfort yourself thinking that you were overreacting.

He threw on his sweater and pushed you to get past. You almost stumbled. Before you knew it, you saw him outside the store window, nearly running to get away. Get away from you and your invasive self. He had hung his suit up carefully, and defeatedly you took it with you to the counter where your dress was laying.

"Can you get the suit delivered? I did something stupid and he's not gonna accept it if I turn up on his doorstep." The cashier understandingly nodded. You took your phone out as you waited for the cashier to finish adding up your total and bagging it up.

Y/N 3:12 pm

I´m so sorry I keep saying sorry but I really do mean it. I'm not gonna bring it up, ever. If you wanna talk I'm here but I´ll keep my mouth shut till you tell me to open it up. Please don´t close down on me.

"Excuse me, miss?" The cashier waved his hand as you had zoned out completely. "Sorry. Your total will be one point four million won." the cashier pointed to the terminal. (About a 1000 USD) "Delivery fees included." You swiped your card and he handed you a beautiful bag with gold writing.

Parts of you wishes that the suit was in the bag and Jungkook was walking nervously next to you.

You had to give him space.

3 days left

All of Sunday had passed without any replies from Jungkook. Your dad dropped you off outside school that morning. You weren't sure if Jungkook would be at school today, but you were dressed up pretty just in case. A pretty frilled blouse only for special occasions.

Like the gods had answered your prayers, you saw him. You met his eyes and he walked over to you. "Y/N-ah, I forgive you. I don't have time for anything else, I´m sorry."

"Time? What do you mean?"

"My aunt called yesterday. She needs help at her restaurant in Busan and asked me if I wanted a summer job and to move in earlier." He was studying your face to see your reaction.

"Jungkook-ah, no..." You whined.

"You of all people should know why I want to leave. Especially after what you saw." He tried to reason with you.

You threw your arms around him in the busy school hallway. "I know." You whispered. "It's okay."

"I just wished we had more time." You smiled bittersweetly as he pulled away. He wanted nothing more. He wanted nothing more than to stay with you forever.

"I got the suit." He changed the subject.

"Are you mad?" You gave him your best puppy eyes.

"Why would I be mad about a great graduation gift?" He laughed wholeheartedly, and his laugh filled your heart with warmth and gave you butterflies. He was making you all jittery.

Why?

2 days left

"Pour me another shot Jungkook-ah!" You held your shot glass in front of him as he smiled at you, pouring soju into your glass. You swung your arms around, singing to the music playing at the restaurant.

"Slow down." He said as he called for the waitress to take the soju away. "That's all for tonight, alright?" He patted your head. You liked the confidence boost the alcohol had given him. How he so openly flirted with you, and it satisfied some deep rooted needs of yours.

He paid for the drinks which you didn't notice in your state. "Let's walk home to sober up. We have school tomorrow."

"I think it's sad that we won't go to school together. We were totally acting like college students today and it was so fun. Drinking on a school night feels crazyyy..." You slurred and he pulled you closer as you almost stumbled over your own feet.

"Yeah, it is sad."

The rest of the walk was silent. Stopping outside your house, you felt a few raindrops hit your cheeks and head. Jungkook cursed under his breath. He had a forty minute walk home. "Do you have an umbrella I could borrow by any chance?" He asked shyly, retorting back to his humble, sober self for a second.

"No. Don´t wanna." You crossed your arms. "My parents are away for their anniversary. Won't be home until graduation." Tugging at his denim jacket sleeve, signalising for him to come inside.

"I shouldn't. I should go home." He refused.

"Sure, you should go home, but do you want to go home?" He looked so gut-wrenchingly sexy underneath the street lights, hair ruffled and a tired look on his face. Shirt unbuttoned so you could see his golden tanned chest.

"No." He replied, and you pulled him inside by his sleeve. You took off your shoes and for a few seconds you just stood looking at each other. Something was in the air. Something you had never felt with Jungkook before. It wasn't comfortable anymore, it was electric.

You needed him so bad and you were about to throw yourself at him. He beat you to it, he grabbed you and pinned you up against the wall. Your lips crashed and you didn't have time to catch a breath. You let out a few desperate moans to catch your breath as you both stumbled down the hallway over to the staircase.

As you were making your way up the stairs, you fell on your butt down on one of the steps and he got on top of you. You chuckled between the desperate kisses as he lifted you up the stairs. He was stronger than you thought.

He went down the upstairs hallway with you in his arms and into your bedroom with an open door. He threw you on the bed and wasted no time in trying to take off your shirt. "Kook-ah, I need you so so bad." You whimpered in despair, rutting your hips forward.

"I´ll make it worth it." He smirked as he kissed you. While kissing you he started unbuttoning your pants and you helped him. You were all exposed to him and he was completely clothed. You looked each other in the eye and slowed down. He started with his jacket. He hesitated with the shirt.

"Can I?" You looked up at him. He nodded slowly. You gently took his t-shirt off, and he felt incredibly exposed with all his bruises on display. You only smiled as you placed kisses on his chest, trailing down his stomach.

He took his pants off on his own and you handed him a condom. He slowed down again and you raised an eyebrow. Suddenly, a thought popped into your head.

"Kook-ah... Are you like.. a virgin?" you ask innocently.

He nods slowly again. "Don't treat me any differently than you would with an experienced guy. Some guidance might be nice but-" He says, panicked. You interrupt him. "So you want this?" You take his hand and you embrace it with your own.

"I want this more than anything." He kissed you again.

"I´ll take care of you." You bit the wrapper open and he put the pieces together as to how you're supposed to put it on.

"Aren't you supposed to do some sort of foreplay before?" He questioned awkwardly.

"It´s usually for the girls´ sake. I don't need that. I need you inside of me." You moaned, leading his body closer to yours. He let his hands slide up the side of your waist before carefully going inside you.

"Okay, do what you want with me." You smirk slyly as you whisper. "I'm yours."

"I know. And I will." He thrusts harder into you and your moans come out in unison. Tears start running down your cheeks and he checks up on you by stopping.

"Please don't stop." You cry out, placing your hands on his back. "Please."

He obliges and doesn´t stop until both your bodies give out. You fall asleep like that, bodies close and sweaty.

1 day left

This wasn't what you two planned at all. You both were pacing around your bedroom, refusing to met each others eyes. The alcohol had clearly gotten to you two yesterday and you the air was different. It wasn't comfortable like usual, or electric last night. It was uncomfortable. You felt like you shouldn't have let him yesterday. You wanted him to lose his virginity with someone he was in love with, not a friend he's been close to for 2 weeks at most.

Jungkook didn´t regret losing his virginity to you, not all. You were careful and tender, but you didn't treat him any differently like he asked you not to do. He was ashamed because he thought you would regret it. That he took advantage of you in your drunken state, and that you wouldn't touch him like that sober.

You threw yourself down on the bed and let out an exasperated sigh. He looked to you and it felt like he was almost choking on his own heartbeats.

"Do you regret sleeping with me?" He asked gently with a sullen tone, sitting down on the bed next to you. You sat up startled when you had processed what he said through your throbbing headache.

"What? No no no..." You cupped his face in your hands and stroked his cheek with your thumb. "I don't regret anything about last night, Kook-ah." You looked distraught, like you really meant it, like you were shocked by what he had said.

"Good. Cause I don't either." He placed his hand on yours. Jungkook took the hand you had placed on his face and placed it on his knee. He drew circles on your palms and made little hearts.

"Whatever this is.. Whatever we're doing right now; I don't want it to end." You smiled teary-eyed. He was leaving you and you didn't know what to do.

Jungkook wasn´t great with this kind of stuff. The touching, the loving and the expressions of love. All he did was nod quietly, and you knew by the look in his eyes that he felt the same.

You didn't know how to identify the feelings you felt for Jungkook. Throughout you've had boyfriends and best friends but none of them made you feel what you were feeling right now. Here, with him.

You had slept with a few guys before, and you've also slept with a best friend before. Taehyung, less than a year back. That felt weird, but not weird in the way Jungkook made you feel.

Not weird in a bad way.

"Y/N... I have to go. My dad´s at a meeting with the department of labor for a few hours and the moving trucks are coming in the meantime." He grimaced, wanting you to understand why he was leaving you high and dry at 6 am like this.

"Aren't you coming to school today?"

"No, I need to do this now or else I don't know how I´ll get out without him finding out." He put on his denim jacket and kissed you on the cheek. "I´ll see you tomorrow."

"If you're moving your stuff out today, where are you staying tonight?" You get up from the bed and you place yourself in front of him.

"Honestly, I'm not sure."

"Stay here." You propose, smiling warmly.

God, he loved that smile. He loved you.

That morning, after he left you with your own thoughts again, you walk to school with a skip in your step. Taehyung greets you by the entrance and asks you why you're so smiley and weird today. You tell him that it's just one of those days.

He knows why you're smiling and he hates it. It's because of him. Taehyung can do nothing but observe as you make it so clear to him that you are not his and he is not yours.

You spend the rest of the school day thinking. You had lunch in the cafeteria with your friends and spent most of the time chatting with Taehyung about trivial stuff. University, summer and graduation. He was also staying in Seoul for school and was attending SNU law. You were impressed, not knowing that Taehyung had been able to get his grades up to study law.

"My parents wanted to send me to Harvard but contrary to popular opinion, I think it sounds overrated. I like the idea of being a student in Seoul." Taehyung explained, making you nod your head in agreement.

"I get that. There's just something about Seoul." He smiled as he stole a spoonful of your seaweed soup.

"Hey!" You ruffled his hair, knowing he had spent all morning doing it as revenge. He flung a spoonful of rice at your face and you laughed almost hysterically as you managed to inhale a grain of rice.

After a while you're laughing calmed down and your friends had stopped giving you two a weird look. "Do you have an apartment yet or are you commuting back and forth from your house?" He inquires, stirring his food around as fidgeting.

"I was thinking of moving out but I just can't find the right apartment. There's an open house next week that I want to go to." You explain, and he nods along.

"Is Jungkook coming with you?" He asks, now fiddling with his own thumbs.

"Uh.. no." He looks up at you. "He's moving to Busan tomorrow." You elaborate, and a look of pity flashes across his face.

"Oh."

"Yeah..." Taehyung smiled awkwardly. "So I'm gonna have to go all alone." You were insinuating that he should come with.

"I´ll go with you." He suggests. "If you want me to."

You nod.

It was starting to get dark out when you were seated in your windowsill with the window open. The window from your room had direct view down to the street and your frontyard. As promised, he was there, outside your door, waving up at you.

The day of

Jungkook was trying to curl your hair. After a few burns and a little cursing, he was starting to get the hang of it. You were sitting in front of the vanity with him standing behind you and while he was curling your hair, you were doing your makeup. The two of you were both in bathrobes, your outfits laying neatly on your bed.

"This stuff is hard. I'm sweating in fear of burning myself again." He snickers, and you laugh along.

"I´ll blow on your burns when you're done." You smiled at him in the mirror and you saw his reflection blushing slightly. "When is your train leaving tonight?"

"I'm taking the KTX train around 8 pm so I´ll be in Busan before midnight." He announces, and you feel realisation creeping up on you. Sure, the train ride isn't that long with the speed trains, but he's still far away and you're both gonna be busy. Your parents booked you a graduation trip to Greece with them and then you´re flying straight to Aiya Napa with a few friends, including Taehyung.

"Okay." Is all you manage to utter with a sigh at the end.

"You'll come with me to the train station, right?" He questions.

"Of course." You smile.

He finishes curling your hair and you add the finishing touches to your makeup. "All done." Jungkook grins proudly.

"It´s really pretty, thank you." You shake out the curls to see them properly and run your fingers carefully through them to loosen them up.

"I´m gonna go change." He said, gesturing towards your bathroom.

"Okay, let me do your hair when you're done please!" You request, giving him the puppy eyes that you give everyone when you want something your way.

"Maybe." Jungkook shuts the door behind him.

A few minutes later he came back out, all dressed up. Except the tie that he was holding in his hand. "I can't tie a tie." He admitted ashamedly, letting a slight chuckle escape his lips.

You turn around to see him and you're stunned. He looked great in the white lights in the store dressing rooms, but in this light, he looked gorgeous. The morning summer sun shining in through your window, hitting Jungkook like a spotlight.

Getting up from your chair and walking over to him, your heart was pounding a hundred beats a second. You couldn't shake the weird unidentifiable feeling that you felt when you were close to him. You swung the tie around his neck and tied it tight, but not too tight.

"I´ll send you a video tutorial if you want to know later, but we're gonna run late if we don't hurry up." You smile, patting his shoulder., signaling that you´re all done.

You point your finger to the chair in front of the vanity and he sits down. "Let's see. Hand me your gel." Running your fingers through his hair, he closes his eyes in pleasure.

"It's really nice when you touch my hair." He hums in delight.

You alternate using the comb and your hands and soon you finish up. "You like?" You ask with a satisfied grin on your face.

"I love." He almost blurts out a "you." at the end but he manages to hold it in.

"Now I need to put my dress on." You let your bathrobe fall to the floor, now standing there in your white lace underwear. Jungkook rapidly turns away from you and you laugh.

"After what we've done you really don't need to turn around." You smirk confidently, knowing you're gonna make him flustered. He turns back around, almost shamelessly to watch you.

You slip into the dress and you struggle with the zipper in the back. He notices your struggle and gets up to help you. "Let me." He offers and you would never say no.

He turns you around so he's facing your bare back. He can't help but let his hands caress your back for a while, up and down, back and forth. Seductively, he pulls the zipper up slowly and you can feel his fingers brush up your back as the dress tightens.

Getting ready to leave, Jungkook grabs his little backpack of necessities since all his things are on their way to Busan. After you've celebrated for a while you'll follow him to the train station to say your goodbyes.

Your parents drive you to the ceremony and you both hurried over to get your cap and gowns. The ceremony went nicely, and both you and Jungkook stood posing in your parents photos with your diplomas in hand.

"Kiss her on the cheek Jungkook-ssi!" Your mom laughed and you looked to Jungkook who was looking at your dad with a frightened look on his face.

He placed a soft kiss on your cheek as your dad jokingly shook his head. "What a pretty picture." She fawned when she looked at her camera. "Jinho, come see." Your mother gestured at your father and his lips curled slightly upwards before he pulled himself together.

The whole moment felt bittersweet and went by like you were thinking back on a blurry memory. Giggles, smiles, hugs and joy were the most prominent things in the blur that you felt.

You and Jungkook collected a few of the people who hadn't left school yet and invited them out for drinks. You purposely picked people who you weren't close with, except for Taehyung.

You invited Jisoo, the girl from your math class, a boy you knew from Forensics club and a few others you hadn't spent that much time with. Stumbling down the street to a nearby restaurant, you meet many other classmates. You get situated at a table and you share embarrassing memories from high school.

"Jisoo, do you remember when you got that love letter from Sungkwan and you went around telling-" One of the guys at your table started before Jisoo interrupted.

"Stop! I've never been so embarrassed in my life!" She laughed as she reached across the table to give him a little smack on the cheek. You look over to Jungkook who's staring out into the air, ignoring the constant calls from his father.

You take his hand under the table and you stroke his knuckles with your thumb. His shoulders fall down a little from their tense position when you touch him.

The weird feeling gets you again.

You know that Jungkook doesn't share as many fond memories from school as the rest of you around the table do, but you try your best to include him in the conversations when you can.

"Can we go outside?" Jungkook requests. "I have a memory I want to share." You look at him with a questioning look but you oblige and follow him outside.

You're standing outside the restaurant, feeling the summer breeze blow through your hair and your dress billowed to the point where it looked like a fairytale gown.

He gulps. He has always thought you were the prettiest girl in the world, but standing in front of him now, you looked angelic. He silently thanked the universe with blessing him with your presence. That he had gotten the opportunity to touch you and to feel you like he had.

"Y/N. I want to share a fond memory of mine that involved you, many years back." He spoke so formally you almost laughed at him, but you controlled yourself and nodded along. "The year I turned eleven, I invited the whole class to my birthday party. I paced around the floor as the clock ticked past six and no one had showed." He pauses and looks at you.

"I had given up all hope that anyone was gonna show, until you knocked on the door with a birthday card. You were the only person that showed that night and I've never forgotten about it." He sighed and his chest heaved for air.

"I hope you don't think it's weird but I keep the card on my nightstand." He admits ashamedly.

You don´t say anything, you just pull him in for a hug. The two of you stay like that for a while before you go back inside. It's seven pm when you go back inside and your heart feels heavy when you see the time on your phone.

The conversation goes on but you're so deep in your thought that you don't participate. It's hitting you real hard. Jungkook nudges you and shows you his phone with a bus schedule on it. It leaves from the bus stop outside the restaurant in eight minutes. You start saying your goodbyes to everyone at your table before you walk outside.

It´s silent as you're waiting for the bus, silent when you're sitting on the bus to the train station and it's silent when you get off.

"Platform seventeen..." He mumbles to himself and points you both to the right. You could see the sign with the little seventeen on it from afar but you so desperately want to point him in the other direction. Make him miss the train so he has some extra time to think about leaving.

a/n: so sorry for interrupting but if u want u can read the next part listening to the song I listened to while writing (taking pictures of you - the kooks)

He grabs your wrist and leads the way when you hesitate. Platform seventeen is right in front of you now, and the train is already there. He's looking you straight in the eyes, dressed in a suit and hair done all neatly you swore you could pass out.

You knew it was over although it never really started. All you did was spend fourteen days together, moving extremely quickly forward from strangers to being in bed together. You liked those fourteen days, you loved those fourteen days and you hated those fourteen days.

"I have to go." His lips quivered and your eyes stung with tears prickling in your eyes. There came the weird feeling again. This time, it didn't creep up on you, it hit you like a wave hits you at the beach, the type that makes you lose your balance and swallow a whole lot of water, struggling to get a breath of air. The feeling was unfamiliar to you and it felt uncomfortable.

"I really liked these fourteen days." You smiled genuinely through your tears. He pulled you in for another hug, less stiff than the ones before. It felt good to hug him, to get that last inhale of his cologne and the scent of his shampoo.

"Me too. I loved them." He spoke into your hair as he took in your scent for the last time in a while as well. "Visit me, please Y/N."

"Of course. I´ll come toward the end of the summer." You pulled away from the embrace to look him in the eyes. Before you knew it, you were kissing. The conductor yelled out that the train was leaving and he was the one to pull away this time. You took his hand and as he walked away his hand slipped away from yours.

He stepped on the train and you saw him through the window, never losing eye contact. You stood still on the platform as you were reduced to tears. The dark mascara that was running down your cheeks were the perfect contrast to the gorgeous white dress you were wearing. His denim jacket draped over your shoulders and your strappy baby pink heels in your left hand.

You were straight out of a movie.

As the train started moving, the feeling grew stronger as it finally hit you. You knew what you were feeling, and you had been denying it for too long.

It was love.

You were in love with Jeon Jungkook and he was leaving.

a/n: honestly that's the end but if u want to read a sneak peek of part 2 then scroll down a little!! join the taglist here if u want to be tagged in part 2.

The Epilogue

Day 1140

It was late at night and your friends had dragged you out of your apartment to go to some stupid club that had just opened in Gangnam. You weren't friends with any of your old friends anymore, just Taehyung.

You and Taehyung could be considered more than friends but less than lovers. It was complicated and not exclusive so you thought that you might as well find someone to spend the night with. He was sleeping with other women, so you felt like you should as well.

The music was blasting way too loud from the speakers and it was awfully crowded on the dance floor. You finally made your way to the ambient bar that was on the quieter side. Club standard quiet, of course. You ordered a gin and tonic to loosen up and have some fun.

The first year of university, you spent everyday partying and bringing new guys back to the apartment you shared with your best friend Hayoon. She eventually grew tired of it and so did you. You spent the second year dating, meeting new guys from Tinder or agreeing to blind dates that Hayoon arranged, and that didn't work out either.

By the time you started your third year you settled down with being Taehyung´s something. Sometimes, your mind would drift back to what you felt for Jungkook. You hadn't seen him in 3 years and you never visited him in Busan, but what you felt when you stood on platform seventeen is a feeling you'll never forget.

You cancelled your visit to Busan in the summer and promised to visit for fall break. By the time fall break came around, he wasn't picking up your calls. You kept calling for a few weeks and in anger and spite you blocked his number and never reached out again.

You asked the bartender for a straw just so you could stir the ice cubes around. Boredom washed over you after a while, so you moved seats to sit closer to the one window that wasn't shaded black. You saw the busy streets, girls with wobbly knees and high heels who held on to their boyfriends for support.

You were scouting the streets for something interesting to let your tired eyes focus on. Just like fate, like it was written in the stars, he was there. Jungkook was there. Rubbing your eyes and closing them for a few seconds didn't make him go away. You got off the barstool and picked up your bag, ready to rush out into the street.

You didn't know what to say or how to approach him, but you had to do something. Maybe take his hand and lead him away, let him say the first sentence and really let his voice soak in. Let his words surround you and his hands touch you.

You walked as fast as you could out the door in your own high heels. You were like those couples, he was missing the girl in high heels and you were missing the boy to support yourself on. You stood frozen on the sidewalk as he stood across the road from you. A girl leapt into his arms, dark raven curls bouncing as he caught her and pulled her in for a warm embrace.

Only now did you take your time to process how Jungkook looked. He was buff and muscular with a tattoo sleeve. Only in a t-shirt at night, his arms were free from any bruising. You were smiling like an idiot until you snapped back to reality and realised that he was holding someone else.

She kissed him,

and he kissed her.

fin.

(for now)

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hi :) i’d love situations #6 + fluff with jean please. love your writing!

MIRACLE ON 104th STREET

pairing: jean kirstein x reader

prompt: watching christmas movies

content: jeanboy surprises you for christmas, MODERN AU, not proofread

wc: 1.2k

a/n: sorry this took so long! the new semester started and since I’m a senior in college it’s gonna be a little crazy!! also, i'm sorry I kind of broke off from the prompt! find the list of prompts here

“Alone? For Christmas?” Jean asked you, his eyes wide as he did so. 

You shrugged. It’s not like you had chosen to be alone this holiday season, but with your father working all break, you figured you might as well stay in your small apartment. Besides, your roommate, Annie, would be visiting her father, so you would have the place to yourself.

“I don’t see the problem,” you admitted, the walk to Jean’s car seeming longer than ever. Despite your protesting, Jean was driving you home from the 4pm history class the two of you shared. Damn this winter weather.

“W-what?! You don’t see the-! You can’t be alone for Christmas!” Jean practically cried out, throwing his hands into the air in exasperation. 

The now exhausting conversation had started when Jean had begun telling you about his own Christmas plans. Mentioning how he would most likely go visit Sasha’s family again with Connie. It was their tradition, he would tell you. However, when asking about your plans, he did not like the answer he received.

“Jean it’s really ok. Annie will be out of town anyways. It’ll be nice not having to share the living quarters. Besides I’d much rather be alone at my place than sitting there at my dad’s. So can we please drop it?”

Jean sighed, but reluctantly nodded his head. 

There was a chill in the air on Christmas eve.  The snow that fell having no problem sticking to the ground, layering on top of one another until it was several inches thick. You had been bundled under a plethora of blankets while the heat in your apartment worked overtime. Jean has let all of your friends know about your Christmas plans, or lack there of, and now you were starting to regret declining Eren and Mikasa’s offer to come home with them. Especially since Carla made a mean Christmas dinner, or so you heard. The plate of place and bake Christmas cookies sat in front of you. 

They weren’t very good.

You only prayed that the copious amounts of sugar would knock you into a sugar coma that would last until the next day. Most places were closed, and probably would stay that way even a few days after Christmas due to the snow storm that was taking place outside. That being said, the lack of groceries at your place was starting to leave you feeling massively underprepared. Grocery shopping was not your forte. 

While debating if you wanted to pay the delivery fee in your favorite Chinese restaurant, your phone lit up from its place on your coffee table.

Jean: u awake?

You: do I ever sleep?

Jean: true

Jean: wyd

You: freezing to death

You: how’s Sasha’s?

You: did Connie sing the whole car ride there? rip to ur ears

Jean: I wouldn’t know, didn’t go

You were surprised to say the least. Why wouldn’t he go to Sasha’s? It was tradition wasn't it? 

Jean: coming over rn

Jean: damn there’s a shit ton of snow 

You knew there was no bother trying to stop the man from coming over. He was stubborn. Always had been. Instead your fingers hovered over the keyboard of your phone, unsure of what to say next.

Jean: do u want me to bring over groceries? connie bought way too much shit before he left fr 

You: yes pls ur a lifesaver

You: been eating christmas cookies all night 

You: also, please drive safe. I mean it. i’d be pissed at you if you died

Jean: <3

Deciding not to text the man while he was driving, you settled on making the living quarters look a little less like a tornado had ran through it, picking up and putting away any dirty dishes from earlier in the day.

Before too long, Jean was there. His arms draped with grocery bags, he wasn’t kidding when he said Connie may have gone a little crazy. However, you were more focused on how he looked. Jean had been dressed in what looked like a black turtleneck with a gray overcoat keeping him warm. How he always looked straight out of a fashion magazine amazed you. Meanwhile, you were wearing a pair of black sweats with mismatched cat socks on. And yes, they did have little ears on them. 

“Well are you gonna leave me in the hallway all night?” he joked, the smile evident on his face. 

Your face flushed as you realized you had zoned out. 

“Y-yeah, come in.” You stepped out of his way, ushering him inside. 

Jean immediately headed to your kitchen to put the groceries he had brought away. His familiarity with your apartment bringing a smile to your face. Jean shrugged off his overcoat, his muscles straining against the turtleneck that had been underneath. You couldn’t help but stare. It was no secret that your friend was a very attractive man. Not to mention he had the personality to match. His suave attitude, yet gentlemanly charm gaining the attention of many women whenever your friend group had their weekly outings.

“Helloooooo?” Jean waved his hand in front of you, bending slightly so he could meet your eyes. Snapping back to the present, you apologized quickly. 

“Sorry… what?”

“I asked if you’ve eaten? I can make something for us if you’d like.” Jean offered .

You nodded shyly, embarrassed you had been caught daydreaming again. “I’d like that…” 

Jean grinned, pushed up his sleeves and clapped. “Alrighty then!”

The two of you now sat on the maroon sectional located in the middle of your living room, your empty plates resting on the coffee table. 

“I just don’t understand how they forgot their kid at home!” You cried out, your legs tucked under yourself in an attempt to keep yourself warm. 

Jean let out a boisterous laugh, the sound music to your ears. “It’s just a movie! The whole point of Home Alone is being… ya know… home alone.”

You giggled, the harsh air providing the goosebumps on your arm a permanent residency. You shivered slightly despite the mountain of blankets you had been hoarding. 

“Come here.” Jean spoke softly.

“Huh?” 

“You’re cold.” He stated. “Just come here.”

Too cold to argue, you scooted over closer to Jean. His arm that had been resting on the back of the couch pulled you closer to him. You immediately felt relief, his body radiating enough heat for the both of you. You couldn’t help the sigh that fell from your mouth, nuzzling closer to the man without thinking. The tips of Jean’s ears turned a rosy shade of pink as you fell deeper into the man’s chest. 

You let the continuous stream of Christmas movies play lowly on the television. Neither you or Jean wanting to get up to find the remote and change it. Eventually, Jean felt your breath fall steady, the gentle sound of soft snores slipping from you as you slept soundly.

Without thinking, Jean shifted slowly, positioning himself in a more comfortable position, careful not to wake you as he did so. Finally comfortable Jean was able to follow suit, slipping into a warm, comfortable sleep. The soft sound of Christmas movies continued to play in the background for the rest of the night, counting down the hours until you and Jean would wake up and celebrate the holiday together. The first of many holidays together. And truthfully? Jean didn’t mind this being his new tradition. 

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[blizzardfluffykpop]

Broken Belts

Summary: Of course, the one day you decide to take it out for a spin, your classic car decides the repairs you were avoiding need immediate maintenance. Leading to you needing to head to a garage to fix them.

Oneshot

Fluff, Strangers to Dating, Fast burn?

Possible Warning?: Referring to a car as ‘Baby’.

Word Count: 4,956

‘Old-School’ Mechanic! Younghoon X Reader

[Long a/n w/info to go: If you’re changing your serpentine belt when it’s past due as you will do here, pls change the pulleys too- but rn you will not do that :) Very simplified car terminology: crankshaft: rotates pistons which runs the engine, alternator: keeps the battery charged, power steering: helps you turn easily, idler: keeps the engine running while it’s ‘sitting’, and water pump runs water throughout the system. Serpentine belt: The belt that keeps all the pulleys (that are attached to above terms) in time with each other, can be one or multiple. In this fic there will be two: A power steering serpentine belt & an air conditioning belt. Lastly, the two cars featured are a: ‘70 Boss 302 Mustang and a ‘71 Maverick. Lastly but not least; a special thanks to @jinkoh for helping inspire another Younghoon fic.].

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You knew better. You swore you knew better, but even with the loud squealing of the serpentine belt, you still kept driving it. Because, of course, it wouldn’t break before you had time to change it. After all, it was just the first few days of summer. You wanted to enjoy the weekend with your Boss 302 Mustang, whether or not it was screaming. You’d replace them during the week when you had the time, but this was the first weekend, so it’d be fine. Your air conditioning had been malfunctioning recently, but in your mind, it was because the car was fifty-some years old. You just rolled the windows down and enjoyed the weather. Maybe, if it was a newer car, the computer would be screaming at you now to see a specialist. But that was the pleasure of older cars. You never had to deal with extra lights telling you the exact mileage when to do things. You could do it at your leisure, and like the serpentine belt, you’d fix it at your leisure.

So, with that thought in mind, at the turn of the green light, you slammed on the gas, the car roaring as you sped down the route ten miles over the speed limit. Your car needed to feel the breeze, even if it meant a ticket. You laugh as you continue down the sunset strip. It feels good to be behind the wheel after two seasons of waiting. You make it through two more green lights before hitting another red light. You pout and wait for it to turn green as you notice you're the only one waiting at the intersection. When the light changes, you get on it again, flying through the intersection. 

You start turning your wheel to follow the curve when you hear a ‘snap’ sound over your radio. Your eyes widen as you lose power steering. Maybe it was good that your daily driver told you when to change things. “No, no, you promised me a nice weekend. Come on, baby.” You gulp as the wheel gets harder to turn. You make it past the curve, throwing your four-ways on, and a hundred feet after it, manage to pull it over onto the side of the road. You check it’s clear before popping the hood, getting out of the car, and shutting the door. You slip your fingers between the grill and opening and move the latch to the side, lifting up the hood, praying it isn’t one of the belts. You raise it until you can put the prop inside the slot. You let the hood rest on it before looking over the engine before locking eyes with the two-belt pulley system. It was the reason why you were avoiding repairing it this weekend. It was rotten to deal with one, but two? That's nightmare fuel. You look at the air conditioning belt and see it’s intact even though it’s dry-rotted. You sigh in relief before checking the power steering belt and watch as it falls off and onto the ground. You look up to the sky before shaking your head, “Well… I definitely can’t make it home, but I can get it to a garage at least.” 

You get on your knees and grab the fallen belt. You check it over to see the clean snap and dry rot. And shake your head again, “There goes my nice weekend.” With a sigh, “I know, I know it’s my fault. I should have fixed you the second I heard your squealing. But I’ll fix you now, baby. It’s okay.” You look for the dimension numbers as you listen to the soft breeze. You hum as you type them on your phone as someone zooms past you reminding you you're still stuck on the road in the middle of nowhere. You lift the hood off the prop, locking it in place. You lower the hood down gently and let it drop the rest of the way. It clicks in place, and you get back inside your car. 

You look up the nearest garages, looking for one with spaces to rent and a mechanic experienced in older automobiles. And luckily, the closest happens to be Younghoon’s Garage, an automotive repair shop. You read further to see he specializes in classic car maintenance and dabbles in the newer stuff. And that he allows for people to rent out garage spaces to work on their car. You sigh in relief. It was going to be okay. You didn’t have to deal with an inexperienced mechanic telling you how to work on your car. Nor did you have to worry about letting someone work on your baby, either. 

You call up the garage and hear the voice of a person around your age answer, “Younghoon’s garage; what can I help you with?” You gulp your nervousness back; it's probably just the mechanic’s son taking the call. “Uh, I need to rent a garage today.” He hums on the other line, “Okay~ I have three available. Feel free to bring your car down any time today before six, or I won’t be able to let you in.” You thank him and tell him you’re two miles away and you’ll be there soon. “Okay, I’ll be waiting!” You hang up and place the belt on the floor. You turn your car over, pressing in the clutch, scolding your car, “Now, don’t give me any more troubles until we get to the shop, baby.” You shift it down to first, release the handbrake, and give it some gas before checking to see it’s clear. You grit your teeth as you turn the wheel to get it on the road before heading to the garage. 

You couldn’t be happier to see the old-fashioned neon sign saying, “Younghoon’s Garage.” You groan as you turn the wheel, putting everything into it just to make it turn left. As you pull in, you see someone leaning against the entryway of a garage door. His hair is slightly in his eyes as he looks down at the ground. He looks up as you get closer, and you see him for the first time. You’ve never seen someone make a gray denim overshirt and white tee look so good. You huff out a breath as he waves you in, walking to the back of the garage. He guides you onto the lift, and if you weren’t struggling behind the wheel, you would have been stunned by his pretty smile. When he motions for you to stop, you tiredly put it into park, putting the handbrake down before turning it off. You shake your hands, getting the feeling back in them after gripping the wheel tightly to maneuver it. 

You open your door and get out to see him waiting for you. He greets you with a warm smile, and you smile back as you shut the door behind you, “Hi, I’m (Y/n).” And he smiles, “Nice to meet you, I’m Younghoon.” You stop your jaw from dropping and tell him it’s nice to meet him, too. You didn’t expect him to be the owner. He looks at your car, “Your belt was squealing.” You sigh, “I know…” He shrugs as he laughs, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. Did the power steering belt snap? It looked like you were struggling to turn it.” You nod, and he pats your shoulder, “I’m glad you got here safe then.” You sigh, “Me too.” He smiles and tells you, “Anyways, the garage is all yours to use! If you need parts or anything. Feel free to see my office.” He points to the door that leads out of the garage. He gives you one last smile before leaving, and you smile back.

You roll down the garage door, not wanting to deal with the slight breeze blowing inside while you’re working. You prop the hood up and head to the toolboxes, looking for the sockets and wrenches. You take the socket wrench with you and test the sockets against the bolt until you find the right size. And with ease, you loosen the idler pulley. You ratchet it back into place after removing the belt. You read the dimensions and write it down on your phone before heading to Younghoon's office. You open the door and find he’s nowhere to be found. You look down at the counter, trying to figure out what to do. When you see a ripped sheet of notebook paper, “(Y/n), if you need me, I’m in the garage two doors down!” You smile, not expecting his penmanship to be so pretty. You walk out the front door and hear the loud sounds of an air ratchet. You follow them to the garage he told you he’d be in. And see him pulling a back tire off of a Maverick. You take the sight in momentarily before reminding yourself that you’re here to work on your vehicle, not admire the shop owner. You come up to him, and before you can say anything, he rolls the tire up against the wall and sees you first. “Hey, (Y/n)! Whatcha ya need?” You smile, “My belts, but I can wait for you to finish this up.” He shakes his head, wipes his hands off on a white towel, and gets off the roller, “No need! I have another hour to replace the brakes on this Maverick.” You laugh and shrug, “If you say so.” 

He leads you back to the shop, and that’s when you catch the smell of his cologne for the first time. You shake your head; of course, he smells good too. He holds the door open for you and lets you in. He runs his hand through his hair as he asks, “What sizes?” You tell him, and he nods, “I’ll go get them from the back.” You watch him disappear behind the shelving units. He peeks his head out for a second, and you resist smiling about how cute he is as he asks, “Anything else?” You shake your head and tell him, “No, I’m good.” He comes the rest of the way out, and you have to remind your heart that even if looks cute, he’s just doing his job. You thank him as he gently puts them in your hands. He heads out the front door while you head back out the side door to your garage.

After setting the new ones down, you take and toss the old ones into the rubber disposable bin. You find a clean rag and wet it with soap and water to clean off the pulleys. One dirty rag later, everything is cleaned and ready for its new belts. You head to your glovebox and pull out the modified diagram you made when you last replaced the belts. You mutter to yourself, “Next time, I’m getting a serpentine kit, so I only have to fix one belt.” You sigh as you look over your notes before slipping the new power steering belt out of its packaging. You fold and put it away, having already memorized the modified diagram. You slip it underneath the crankshaft pulley, before pulling the belt up to the alternator pulley, and slipping it over it. The easy part is over. You slide it underneath the water pump before moving the belt to where the power steering pulley is to wind it around. You work the belt up to the pulley, and it starts giving you a hard time. It takes two tries before you can muster all of your strength in your hands to force it up and over. You let out a breath of relief and take a break for water, sitting on the shop chair, knowing that the worst belt was over.

You take your time before heading back to the engine. The last step would be easy. All you had to do was get this over and out of this garage, and you’d be set for the next forty to seventy thousand miles if you’d play your cards right. You sigh as you pull the big belt out of its packaging and play with it, debating if your car was worth the trouble. You shake your head, deciding to do it, checking your diagram one last time before slipping the belt under the crankshaft pulley. After several minutes of struggling, you finally get the belt over the idler pulley. You grumble at it before attempting to push it over the a/c pulley. You try several more times but continue to come up short, just getting it to skim the top of it, not being able to push it over. You decide to let it go, thinking it’ll rest on the idler, and you watch as it slips right off both and onto the ground. 

Having enough, you yell at it, “You gotta be kidding me!” You get down on your knees and pull it off the floor as you hear the office door fly open. You look to see Younghoon rushing out, “I heard you yell! Are you okay!?” You glare at the belt, “I’m okay… just mad at an inanimate object.” He chuckles, “You had me worried there.” After a moment, he gently asks, “Can I help?” You give him a look, “Wouldn’t that cost more…” He shakes his head with a laugh as he tells you, “You’ve already spent three hours here. I’ve got my money's worth.” You chuckle, “I guess so. And only if you want to.” He smiles and comes around to the front beside you, “Which belt are you working on?” You pull your diagram out showing him, “The air conditioning belt.” He nods, looking over it as he memorizes it, “Okay, let’s do it together.” 

He rolls his gray sleeves up before holding his hand out for the belt. You hand it over, and he has you switch sides. He reaches his arm down and slips it under the crankshaft pulley. When he lifts his head, he compliments you, “You did well on the other belt!” You thank him, and he lets you pull it over the idler, and with a struggle, you push it over. His arm brushes yours as he reaches for the belt, “You hold it tight on the idler, and I’ll try to push it over the AC, okay?” You nod and clasp your hand over it so it doesn’t move off of the pulley. And with a grunt, he shoves it over, and your jaw drops before you go, “I loosened it up for you.” He looks over at you, and he winks, “Sure.” You look away to hide your fluster making a show of picking up your socket wrench. And he asks, “What size do you have so we can make this job go quicker?” You tell him, and he walks away as you start tightening down the bolts. He leans down beside you, putting his arm inside to tighten the crankshaft pulley. As you bump his side, you look over at him and give him an awkward smile, and he laughs as he does the same. You both continue bumping into each other until it’s all set in place, exchanging little smiles each time. 

Once it’s all seated in place and perfect, he goes, “Start ‘er up!” You grin, and he backs up from the front as you hop inside and turn it over, giving it some gas until it roars. You pop out, and he goes, “Well, it hasn’t come flying off yet. So I think we did a good job.” You smile, “I think so too!” You both get closer, looking over the engine, watching the two belts spin around the pulleys. You step back, and he raises his hand up, you smile as you give him a high five, and he smiles back. You head back inside your car and turn it off. When you pop back out, he asks, “What do you say to takeout?” You blink at him, “Huh?” He tells you, “You’ve been here for almost three and a half hours and haven’t eaten. And I’m quite hungry for dinner. So, what do you say to takeout?” You shake your head, “You don’t have to-” He shakes his head back at you, “No, you’ve worked your ass off to get this thing here, and then you had to struggle with these belts. So what would you like?” You smile, “Something delicious.” He nods, “I know just the place. You get everything cleaned up, and I’ll order, okay?” You nod, “Sounds good.” 

He heads to his office while you put all the tools you’ve borrowed away into their proper places. Throwing the dirty rag into a bucket for rags before heading back to your car and lifting the hood up off the prop, setting that down first before you shut the hood. You head to his office to see him bringing a chair in for you to sit on and hold your hands out, “Got anywhere to wash my hands?” He nods, “Yeah,” he moves from behind his desk and shows you to it. “Feel free to use it how you like.” You nod and give him a small, “Thanks!” You make your way back just as he’s placing the bags of food down. He hears you walking towards him and goes, “Just in time~” You smile and walk over as you figure out whose box is which. 

As you eat, you think about what to say to him. When it hits you, you tell him, “You know, I thought you were an old man.” He tilts his head at you as he leans back, “Why’s that?” You laugh, “You pretty much work only on classic cars. And when you answered, I thought I was talking to the owner's son or something.” He runs his hand through his hair as his lips press together, “Oh, I hope it was a pleasant surprise.” You laugh, “Yeah, it was nice.” He smiles, and after a pause, he says, “You know, we’re a little odd?” You ask, “Why’s that?” And he tells you, “We both like working on old cars.” You shake your head, “I guess we are a little odd.” You both giggle, and he claps his hands together, which makes you laugh even harder. Finding it endearing, the words, “So cute,” slip out before you can stop them. Your eyes go wide, and you quickly look down, digging into your food, acting as if your food made you say it. You don’t see his ears turn red, but you feel his stare on you as you eat, yet he doesn’t say anything. So you figure he just brushed it off. After a few moments of silence, he says, “You know I’ve never worked on a Boss until today.” You gasp, finally looking up at him, “What about ridden in one?” He shakes his head, “Never. Only ever seen them at car shows.” You smile as you tell him, “I guess we’ll have to change that. What do you say we take my car for a test drive after this?” He grins, “I’d like that.” You eat another bite, and he asks, “What do you say to ice cream?” You smile, “I’d like that. It'll be my treat for helping me.” He smiles, “Okay, and I’ll guide you to it while you show me what your baby can do~” You grin, “Okay!” 

When you’ve both finished eating, you clean up your trash and toss it in the can. He clicks the button for the garage and leads you out, “I’ll have to shut from inside, but I’ll guide you off, okay?” You nod and head to your car. Hopping in, you turn it over, checking the door is fully up before you start easing the car off the lift, looking over to the side to see him motioning you. You gulp as you hear your back tires hit the ramp, and he smiles at you, encouraging you to keep going. You get your car off the lift and onto the pavement outside and watch as the garage door shuts in front of you. He comes out of the shop with his keys in hand, and you pop the door open for him, “Hi.” He smiles, “Hi.” You watch as he sinks into the seat, his knees practically to his chest. And you both laugh before you say, “You can put the seat back.” He scoots the chair and leans it back. And with a sigh, he says, “That's a lot more comfortable.” You shake your head, still laughing, “I bet.” Making sure his seatbelt is on, you ask, “Ready?” He smirks, “Born ready.” 

You reverse until you can spin it around and drive onto the main route. Instead of hearing the squealing, you hear the gentle roar of your motor. And he tells you, “It already sounds better.” You smile at him as you shift into first gear, “It does.” You smoothly transition from second to third gear as you get up to speed. He relaxes in the seat as he watches you drive, and you feel excitement as you race down the road. You pat the wheel, “That’s it, baby~” Out of the corner of your eye, you see him smiling at you, “What?” He shrugs his shoulders, “Nothing.” You ask, “You sure?” He smiles, “You just look good behind the wheel.” You blush, “Is that so?” He hums, “Yeah.” He doesn’t say anything else, and you both listen to the radio, unsure of what else to say. 

You shift it into fourth as the speed limit finally reaches seventy. And he lets out a little cheer, and you grin over at him, and he asks, “How fast can it go?” You smirk, “Wanna find out?” He nods excitedly, and you check behind you to see an empty street. You look at him with a smirk before slamming down on the gas and taking off. You watch as you fly up to eighty, quickly hitting ninety. You grin as you push a hundred, “It can go faster if you’re up for it?” As you take a glimpse at him, you see his sparkling eyes, “Hell yeah!” Your grip on the wheel gets tighter as you watch the road more intensely, and just as you hit 110, you see headlights coming towards you. You ease up on the gas as you pout, “We could have hit a hundred and thirty…” Your speed quickly drops, and he says, “Well if it’s any consultation-” You look over at him as your gauge drops back down to a safe seventy, “Hmm?” He grins, putting his hand over your other hand that’s now resting on the shifter, and links his fingers through yours, “That was the coolest experience I’ve had in months!” You giggle at him, “I’m glad you enjoyed it~” He smiles as he tells you, “And we’re about an intersection from the ice cream place.” You grin, “That’s even better news!” You slow down further as you get through the intersection. You notice his hand still over yours and squeeze his fingers as you shift down. He tells you to turn left as you shift into second. With one hand, you spin the wheel left and pull into the ice cream stand. You pull in, put into park, and look at his hand. He gasps as he quickly removes it from yours, and you resist your pout until he says, “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize I was-” You shake your head, “I liked it.” 

You get out of the car and offer him your hand, and he smiles as he links his hand in yours. You order your ice creams and pay for them before heading to the pickup line. You both talk quietly as you wait in front of the window. The person behind the window asks, “One cone and one sundae?” You both nod and take yours and some napkins before walking away, “Where do you want to sit?” He looks at the tree close to the car, “Underneath the tree?” You smile, “Sounds good to me.” You sit side by side underneath the tree while the sun slowly starts setting in the sky, and you ask, “So, what do you like to do for fun?” He smiles, “Watch movies and play video games.” You nod as you eat another bite of ice cream, and he asks, “What about you?” You smile as you tell him before asking, “Got any pets?” His eyes twinkle as he tells you about Bori and shows you photos of her. You grin, “She’s so cute!” He smiles, “The cutest.” 

You two continue talking until you finish your ice cream. You get up together and throw away your trash. “Since you’ve never worked on one or rode in one before. Have you driven one?” He shakes his head no, and you ask, “Do you want to?” He blinks, “Seriously?” You hum before you ask, “You’ve driven a manual before, right?” He nods, and you smile as you hold your keys out to him, “I trust you.” He takes them in his hands, “You sure?” You agree as you head to the passenger side, “It’s not often I get to sit over here.” He looks at you over the roof, “Well, today’s your lucky day then.” You grimace before you say, “Overall, yeah.” He laughs, “Maybe not entirely. But how about right now?” You smirk, “It's better cause you're here.” He laughs as he sits down and shakes his head at you. He has to push the seat back again as you adjust your seat to have a straighter back. You both shut your doors and put on your seatbelts before he looks over at you and turns it over, giving it a little gas before it roars to life. 

He lets up on the handbrake and engages the clutch, letting it slide into first. You watch him as he sticks his tongue out while he pulls out of the parking spot to concentrate. You giggle as you look at him, and he looks over at you and winks. You shake your head, and he pulls onto the road and shifts into second, quickly changing into third, then fourth as he gets it up to seventy. When he’s comfortable driving, no longer concentrating, you bump his hand that’s resting above the shifter. He grins over at you and takes your hand in his, interlocking your fingers. 

You look at your joined hands and wonder how today went from rotten to wonderful. But as you trail your eyes up to his, “It was because of you.” He gives you an odd look, “Huh?” And you smile, “You made my day go from rotten to wonderful.” He squeezes your fingers, “My day was boring before you showed up.” You laugh, “Is that because I gave you something to do?” He shakes his head, “No. It’s not often someone as pretty as you walks into my shop.” You pout, “How often is not often?” He smiles, “Well, considering I’ve only seen you once? Once.” You roll your eyes, “Smooth,” but grin as you watch the streetlights fly past you. 

You let his hand go so he can shift down when you see the shop in the distance. And before your hand can completely part from his, his pinky catches yours. You giggle as he shifts with your hand still partially in his. He slows down and parks in front of the garage you were in before. When you have to get out of the car, it’s his turn to pout as he shuts off your car. “What?” You ask as you shut the door behind you, “I still want to hold your hand.” You laugh as you hold your hand out for him to take again, “Okay.” He takes your hand in his and leads you to the shop door. He unlocks it and turns the light on before walking to his desk and sitting on his shop chair. 

He asks you to sit down in yours, and you do, before you ask, “So, how much do I owe you?” He looks back at you, “I don’t feel like it’s right to charge you after we just went on a date…” You roll your eyes, “Before that, I was just a regular customer.” He shakes his head, “Regular customers are old gearheads…” You laugh, “So does that make me special, or do you invite them to eat dinner with you too?” His face twists up in disgust as you cackle, “Ew…” You ask again, “Anyways, what’s the total?” He sighs, “$80…” You roll your eyes, “The real total…” He shakes his head, “I only charge $27 an hour.” “Really? Even for the parts?” He shakes his head, “I can’t charge you for them when I helped you.” You give him a confused look, “But you only helped me with one…” He shrugs, “And?” You blink at him, “Why?” He grins, “Because you’re cute.” You shake your head at him, “I don’t know how you stay in business.” He smirks, “Probably because you never came in before.” You blush, and with your free hand, you fish out your card and shove it into the card reader. “What if I want to charge you something?” He blinks at you, “What do you mean?” You grin as you ask, “A date with me on Friday?” He gives you a small smile, “I would go on a date with you for free…” You shrug, “Okay, so free of charge, what do you say to date with me on Friday?” He grins, “I’d love to.”

#younghoon #younghoon x reader #younghoon fluff #kim younghoon #kim younghoon x reader #kim younghoon fluff #younghoon x you #younghoon x y/n #kim younghoon x you #the boyz #the boyz x reader #the boyz fluff #the boyz x you #tbz #tbz x reader #tbz fluff #tbz x you #kpop #kpop x reader #kpop fluff #younghoon fanfic #younghoon fic #the boyz fanfic #the boyz fic #tbz fanfic #tbz fic #younghoon the boyz #younghoon tbz #mechanic au #kpop fanfic

[cheemken]

Ok so you know Encanto? It was real popular in 2021. Well if you don’t know the whole idea is that this one family gets “gifts” or powers when they turn five. The gifts in order are,

Healing

Weather Control

Future vision

Plant Manipulation

Super Hearing

Super Strength

Shapeshifting

Zoolinguists

So there’s 8 gifts in the movie, and 8 champions

I think you know where I’m going with this

But I just thought to myself, the Champions are technically the protectors of their regions. But their only defences are their Pokémon

So what if Arceus saw humans appoint certain humans the title of “Champion”, saw these certain humans protected the weaker humans, and decided they needed something else to help protect the humans on earth, and decided to gift them powers

And no, this isn’t going towards a super hero AU. It’s heading towards a god AU

But yeah, Arceus decided these humans needed more than Pokémon to defend themselves and others, and gifted them powers

And when I said this is turning into a god AU, I didn’t mean the champions consider themselves gods, but the people of their regions do. At the very least Demigods

Because in their eyes, their Champions got blessed by Arceus, the god of all life in the universe and he who knows best

Really this is just the champions expectations, but 10x worse cause now they’re looked at like gods

(Also I don’t know if this has gone on for centuries, and every new champion gets a new power while the previous champion loses theirs. Or if the present champions are the first ones to receive gifts, you can decide which one you like more)

Oh and while they are powers, they can still be referred to as gifts in this AU because Arceus gifted the Champions with them

ENCANTO, DUDE, THE WAY I CRIED OVER THAT MOVIE man I just bcnxbxnxn dude the way it came to my house and broke my fucking heart giving me false hope of an apology from my grandmother but she didn't but I shouldn't speak abt that bc I'd be trauma dumping on an au lmfaooo

Anyways

HCMXHDJD YES DEMIGODS CHAMPIONS CHNXBC

It would be dope tho if like, the champions before them got the gifts too, but was then passed down to the next cause I have Diantha angst with the former champion bc she thinks she couldn't live up to his legacy even worse now bc she has powers and he was such a great champion they have a statue of him as Kalos' greatest champion and protector and she's like spiralling if she could really live up to the legacy he left behind

Anyways

Ough,,,,,, pls,,, that's so fuckin dope cnxnnd how it's really Arceus that gives the champions their gifts, but also should we still base the gifts off the movie?? I'm like thinking abt it but like feel free to also share yours on who'd get this gift and such but for me it's gonna be like this

Lance w super strength

Steven w plant manipulation

Wallace w weather control

Cynthia w future vision

Diantha w shapeshifting

Hau w zoolinguist

Leon w healing

Geeta w super hearing

Imagine if Iris is like Mirabel tho, she didn't get a gift from Arceus for whatever reason, and people kinda look down on her bc ofc she's a champion without a gift, could she truly protect the region w just her pkmn? And throughout it all she's trying to prove herself competent despite her lack of gift

But also it would be so so cool and it's so self indulgent bc I think Iris deserves dope things, that she does have a gift, it was still untapped, but she does have it, she has Arceus' powers herself maybe, that'd be cool, but ofc she doesn't know yet bc it's not as clear and prominent as the rest, so as she grew older, still trying to prove herself to everyone, she's desperately praying to Arceus to at least give her a gift too, she was a strong and competent champion, so why doesn't she have one

But ough she does she fucking does, Arceus took one good look at her and decided she's the one to truly inherit his power to protect the world, the way she could really help the other Champions with their power as well, the way she could give others gifts as well, the way she could do all the things Arceus could do, but she never realized it just yet

No cause there are nine champions so there should be one who doesn't have a gift hahah and me being me gave Iris the main charac card once again hahahah

But don't you think that'd be dope?? Idk it's dope for me that Iris could really use the move Judgement, but it's also cool to see her bond with the other Champions learning abt their gifts too, and then being the one to help them open up about their gifts

BUT ALSO PLEASE CYNTHIA W FUTURE VISION HER BEING THE BRUNO OF THE AU JDMCBDK

We don't talk about Cynthia😭😭

Lmfaooooo Wallace singing that, "we don't talk about Cynthia here, Iris" proceeds to talk about Cynthia

Man that's fucked up tho imagine since all the champions are already burdened by their gifts, and Cynthia sees it all, sees how it'll end for them if they can't handle the pressure anymore, sees that Iris won't get a power, and she doesn't wanna let her down, doesn't want Iris to feel like shit, so when she told the other Champions abt it, they didn't want to believe her, no, the pressure was already too much before they got their gifts, what more a champion without one? Cynthia felt like shit, she doesn't want to tell Iris about it, she couldn't handle the disappointment, the hurt, everything; so she ran away, hid herself from both her league and the rest of the champions

And since Arceus gave his powers to Iris (tho I wanna say he gave Hau his gift first before finally giving Iris everything he has), he couldn't give another person Cynthia's gift, also it's the fact no one's taken her title yet, she doesn't want anyone to take the champion title, she doesn't want anyone to go through the same shit she went through both before and after getting the gift

Ough shit this is making me go through it again lmfaoooo Lance w Surface Pressure HXKXXMXFJXBXK SHET

Or like Geeta w that Dolores fan song Turn It Down, please PLEASE DO YOU SEE MY VISION the line "I always listen, but never act" DO YOU SEE IT PLS she's like chdmdb she hears everything, hears every whisper, ever rumour, ever hateful comment about her and her fellow champions, but she doesn't do anything abt it. Arceus gave them these powers to help the people, but it's so hard to protect the people who doesn't even like her and will give her fake smiles and compliments when she does her duties to the point she became so fucking passive and would only act when someone tells her to

Omf okay I'm rambling this is dope I'm gonna fucking combust this is exciting chdmdb hahaha

#i like this au so much omffff #but also i wanna hear your thoughts abt it too #especially w their gifts and how the story would progress hahaha #sorry the iris bit was self indulgent tho i think she deserves it hahah #plus yknow extra angst ouo #pokemon champions #encanto au #demigod au #?? what should we call this— #an ask and an answer #jerseyk112

[dionyseung-s]

in between coffee, and us - k.sm

pairing: kim seungmin x female! reader

genre: enemy to lovers, slight Minho x reader, fluff, mutual pining?, barista AU, coffee shop AU, one-shot, non-idol! AU

warnings: mentions of alcohol, kissing, crude language

word count: 9.9k

summary: When two winners of the barista world championship work at the same cafe together and they quite despise each other despite having the same interest and their love towards coffee, that goddamn bittersweet substance; everything was fine until they fell in love.

a/n: it's been a while since the last time i wrote a fanfic haha, pls bare with me and yeah, this was solely inspired by my job as a barista hahaha.

You will always remember the day when your rivalry started with Kim Seungmin and you're so sure that you despise this guy with all of your might and every nervous system in your body. seungmin, the annoying barista, it all happened three years ago during the world barista championship that was held in the city. You came from the same coffee academy as him not to mention also from the same coffee shop that you used to work for, you've never really liked his menace personality and how he manages to get on your nerves every single damn time whenever he opened up his mouth to speak or, how he's able to push all of your buttons by throwing an annoying neverending remark that makes you want to smack him. When the championship was held, he was the one to open up his mouth first by throwing teasing remarks just to annoy the hell out of you.

"Dear Lord, I pray that y/n's espresso tastes really salty and spicy," he said loud enough with his voice, allowing his voice to travel to your auditory perception while he's doing a praying gesture.

"Shut your mouth, seungmin," you said bitterly, not wanting to get involved with his antics, you're aware of his achievement in this whole barista world and you don't know what's the deal with him acting hostile towards you.

"Why? scared that you might lose?" he talked back, snarky.

"No, why would I be scared, you should worry about yourself, Seung"

It is as if the judges love yours as well as Seungmin's espresso and presentation so much that they weren't able to decide which one of you should be the winner and announced that the score was a tie. Neither of you could speak a single word after the score was announced as the spectators began to leave their seats.

"Congratulations, Seung" you uttered genuinely, happy for him, just for him to reply to you by rolling his eyes while leaving his spot to go home, you just wished that you would never have to see him or deal with him again ever, or so you thought.

The cafe is packed with customers, the weather is chilly and gloomy outside, and the smell of coffee beans being ground pervades the air, filling up your senses. As you were about to take another order from the customer that was standing in front of you after queuing for some time, your manager, Minho called you while instructing hyunjin to take the order instead of you.

"Hi y/n" Minho greets you with a cheeky smile plastered on his doll-like face as you make your way to his office.

"What is it Minho? Is something wrong? Are you okay?"

"What do you mean by that? I am perfectly fine," he replied in an irritated manner.

"it's just that you're all smiley and giddy, usually when you're like this, there's something..."

"You're right; I might need you to extend your shift for a while. There'll be a new transfer barista coming this afternoon and I want you to supervise him since I heard that he's really good" - hell, Minho would be lying if he said he didn't know who the transfer barista is and how skillful this person is.

"Fine, I guess, but if he's not like what you've said, You might need to buy me a new Maison Margiela perfume. "

"But if he's good, you have to go on a date with me this Saturday," he grinned.

"Deal," you said as you walked with him side by side to continue your shift without thinking too much about what Minho just said to you. You don't mind hanging out with him since he's your childhood friend, and you've known him all your life.

To say that you're curious about the new barista is an understatement, you can't stop yourself from guessing who is this new barista, needless to say, you can't wait to meet this person while thinking that it might just be one of your cousins, Han Jisung that got transferred to your place.

But the reality didn't live up to your expectation when the person that you've been waiting for, for the whole day is standing right in front of you, flashing a petty smile with a huge resting bitch face showing on his pretty face. It is such an awkward moment for you to be in the same place, standing less than one meter away while facing him.

"Minho, are you kidding me right now?" You complained, not wanting to be in the same space or have the same working shift with him.

"As far as I could remember I didn't crack a joke, my love, and Seungmin is going to have the same shift as you starting tomorrow" Minho exclaimed while showing you his pretty smile and his pearly white teeth.

That's when you wished that the earth would just swallow you whole right there, and now, this guy is probably the bane of your existence by now.

"I have to calibrate the espresso with him, too?" You whined

"Yes, of course. you have to do everything with him from now on since Hyunjin is going to take the night shift" answered Minho as he shifted his gaze from you towards Seungmin, that is standing right there while showing interest in the conversation that was being held.

"Seungmin, I am sure that you know her very well by now, and if you have anything that you want to know about, do not hesitate to ask her."

"Ah yes, thank you," that was all Seungmin said, as Minho started to walk away from the two of you to his office to continue whatever he's been doing for the past hours.

Even with the loud RnB music that is blasting through the cafe's speakers, silence is all you could hear between you and Seungmin. You freeze, afraid that you might just start to bicker with him once you open up your mouth to teach him how to operate the coffee machine that is displayed on the coffee bar.

You knew that he isn't stupid or necessarily a bad person but instead you admit that he is one of the best baristas out there but it's just his annoying and cocky demeanor towards you that makes you despise him and want to avoid him at all cost.

"Can you at least give me an apron to use because I look like a fool right now?" Seungmin ranted to dismiss the silence between you and him.

"Oh right, my bad. Here's your apron, " you replied, curtly. while handing him his apron that was already prepared by Minho earlier today with his name tag that showed his name on it.

"By now, I am sure that you kn-

"Can you just teach me how to operate the coffee machine?" he cuts you without any hesitation.

'This fucking asshole' you thought to yourself while throwing him a side-eye, trying to calm yourself from starting a fight with him.

"What are you staring at?"

"A lost puppy" you spat back before you start explaining.

"You just gotta pull the steam wand controller down to turn on the steamer and to adjust the flow or the pressure according to your liking you have to pull it down, you can press this button to extract the espresso. that's all I guess" you explained to him shortly as he watched you from a safe distance.

"Thanks" he mumbled.

After explaining almost everything to him, from his job as an all-rounder, to how to operate a different POS that he used to use back at his place. it's about time that your extended work shift has ended, leaving seungmin to hyunjin's supervision. they get along pretty well, surprisingly.

You went home after going to Minho's office to say goodbye to him, letting him know that you're done with your task.

"Don't forget about our date this Saturday love" Minho screamed from his office.

"Okay, old guy" you huffed, admitting your defeat.

Walking away from his office towards the cafe door, you pass by the two males that are now standing behind the bar, while saying goodbye to them, practically only to Hyunjin while glaring back at Seungmin, who is the first one to throw a death glare at you.

Seungmin never thought that his old manager would transfer him to the cafe where you're working, he was just as surprised as you when he saw you again for the first time after a year ago, at the barista world championship. As much as he wanted to say that he's mad about himself for not being able to secure the first place is completely wrong. Sure, he was satisfied with his score but he just didn't think that you would also end up being in the same place as him.

Seungmin was so happy after he knew that he was going to work with you again after a year.

Nine months went by, so fast, you would be lying if you said that seungmin's presence is still bothering you, in fact, you're already getting used to his presence as to being in the same workspace and sharing the same work shift as seungmin but that doesn't mean that you've already reconcile with him. Seungmin is still seungmin, he still loves teasing you.

"What?" you sneer at him as you felt his eyes watching every step that you take while cleaning the bar, balling a fist in front of you to threaten him.

"Nothing, what are you gonna do with that small fist of yours? punch me with an ant-like power?" - he laughed while covering his mouth.

"Stop goofing the fuck around and start working Seungmin, before my fist lands on your skin"

"Oh, is that supposed to be a threat? Should I be scared? ahh help me, I got punched" he said in a teasing, playful manner.

And before he even knew it, one punch landed on his bicep before he could even realize it.

"Ouch, chill sweetheart," he said as he caressed the place where you just punched him, lightly.

"Yeah right Seungmin, don't just stand around and do nothing, at least wash the dishes" you complained, still wiping every dried coffee stain that is visible on the white table.

"If I wash all of this, what do I get in return from washing the dishes y/n?"

"Nothing" you retorted, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

"I was expecting more than that, actually," Seungmin jokes.

"Shut it seungmin, get back to work before a customer walks in '' you replied to him as you walked towards the cashier table to be on standby while passing by seungmin, who is quietly doing the dishes; an idea popped into your head.

"AAAAH y/n" Seungmin whined in shock when you suddenly poke his waist, it tickles him. you went off to your chair as you laughed at his reaction to being poked by you.

There are still times when you are beyond frustrated when the cafe is in rush hour, packed with tons of customers who want their drinks to be made as fast as possible and you need to take their orders as well as make them. At times like this, you tried your best to multitask and tried your best to stay calm under the pressure but it didn't work quite well for seungmin.

"Where's the order ticket for number 105 y/n?" he questioned, exasperated. eyebrows furrowed together, posture tensing, eyes squinting showing a frustrated form of himself being under-pressured while making another cup of hot caramel macchiato. you can see his face grew annoyed as he couldn't find the order ticket that you gave him earlier.

"Seungmin, didn't you put it on the tab grabber?" you asked him back, mumbling, worried that he might explode at any time as soon as he began to grow sensitive due to his frustration. you tried to keep yourself composed while making another three iced americanos since there are still more orders and upcoming orders that you and seungmin still need to make, while Minho is helping you to take another new order.

"It's not there y/n" he raged while trying to keep his voice tone down, not allowing the customers to hear him rage.

"I don't know seungmin, you're the one who put the order ticket to the tab grabber, I handed you the paper" your anger began to pent up slowly, triggered by the way seungmin made the whole situation worse rather than searching for the order ticket quietly.

"Fuck" he muttered as he starts to shake the cocktail shaker violently, shaking the iced chocolate and pouring it out into the empty glass when he was done shaking, throwing the shaker to the sink as it created a loud unpleasant noise to your ears, expressing the frustration that builds inside of him.

"Maybe you can not throw the fucking shaker Seungmin, it's fucking noisy and I'm pretty sure that it bothers our customers, I don't know what's your problem but you have to fucking keep yourself together" you muttered quietly next to him while making other drinks.

"My problem is that I can't find that fucking order ticket number 105 y/n and you telling me to keep myself together won't solve anything when you barely even make the drinks y/n. why don't you fucking help me look for the order ticket and shut your goddamn mouth" he snapped, still keeping his voice as low as possible as his hand balled into a fist, hitting the under-counter bar refrigerator making you and Minho jolt from your current position.

"That's rude, asshole" you talk back to him, holding back the urge to fight him back. not wanting to cause any displeasing scene in front of the customers.

Seungmin cursed himself for lashing out at you, 'great now she's going to hate me more than she already is, he thought to himself.

"What happened there y/n?" Minho walks over towards you and Seungmin, with worries painted on his face.

"I lost the order ticket for number 105, Minho," you answered him, quietly. Hell, you were beyond upset, how dare seungmin say that you didn't do anything when you were doing most of the work from cleaning, taking the orders, and making the drinks.

"Wait here, I'm gonna go to the person that ordered it and ask him about his order" you were lucky, there's Minho right beside you, who saw the person that owned the queuing order number 105 when he ordered his drinks.

"He ordered one hot chocolate, to go," Minho exclaimed while smiling to cheer you up, patting your head.

"Thanks, Minho," you smiled back at him, still making another drink after another, while Seungmin was quietly making the hot chocolate.

It has been forty-five minutes since the cafe was packed, overcrowded with endless customers that keep on coming just like a flood. You can see the tab grabber that was once filled with the order ticket is empty as you had finished making the last order. you can no longer feel the frustration coming up from seungmin's presence, he's mute by now, too focused on preparing the tools to make a pour-over coffee.

You on the other hand decided to clean the dirty working area, spilled milk, syrups, and espresso; washing the whole dishes that filled the sink with dirty equipment.

By now Seungmin is still waiting for his water to reach the temperature that he had set to 93°C to make the poured-over coffee taste well and balanced. you're standing beside him, watching him pour the hot water into the coffee dripper once the water is hot enough.

"Seungmin, what the fuck dude, your hand!" you exclaimed as you grab his left hand hastily, pulling it away.

Seungmin was clumsy enough to pour the hot boiling water into his left hand that was placed beside the scale, the water missed the spot when he poured it, it was meant to be poured on the middle part of the coffee dripper but instead, it went to his hands, as he hissed in pain.

You were quick to pull his hand and drag him to the staff's toilet to let cool lukewarm water run for 20 minutes to cool down his scalds. liquid starting to form at the brim of his eyes threatening to fall on his face, a mixture of his pent-up frustration from earlier and the pain that he felt on his left hand but he couldn't let you see him vulnerable like this, no, he couldn't let you see him cry. you would make fun of him, or so he thought.

Hyunjin took over the bar and began to continue where seungmin had left, as it was about time that his shift had started. While you decided to treat seungmin's hand, you were still upset by the fact that seungmin snapped at you when it was barely your fault. You understand how hectic the cafe could be during the rush hours but you did not expect him to snap like that.

It's silent, only the sounds of water running down the sink that echoes through the staff's toilet. No one dares to utter a single word, seungmin's thoughts began to race as he grew tired from keeping his hand under the running water, the pain is stinging his skin, you noticed that and you helped him by holding his left arm gently. he wasn't sure what to say to you as he felt your hands on him, making it feels like it was one hour rather than twenty minutes.

"Thanks y/n.." seungmin mumbled, quietly.

"Minho what the hell, you scared me" you screamed when Minho opened the door out of nowhere, surprising you and seungmin.

"Sorry love, my bad. Let me take seungmin to the emergency room and you can go home y/n, it's getting darker" he said fondly to you while tucking your hair behind your ear, used to his gestures.

"It's alright, I can go to the emergency room. by myself, Seungmin said quietly, hiding his tiredness, trying his best to smile in front of his manager, Minho.

"Minho's right seung, you should let Minho take you to the emergency room with him rather than going there by yourself alone. Let me cover your hand with a cling film first then you can go with Minho" you said facing him, still holding his arms, covering it gently to make sure that it doesn't hurt him; with a cling film that you brought with you earlier when you grab the first aid kid.

Seungmin knew this feeling damn well, familiar enough, as he could feel that y/n was still holding his hands gently, covering his scalds cautiously not wanting to hurt him more. The skin contact that you've created made him flustered. Seungmin realized that his face began to flush, his heart was beating so fast, and his head was spinning, dizzy. part of him likes this caring side of you. He's forcing himself into thinking that you are just doing the bare minimum for him when he's witty enough to see the worry that is shown through your eyes but too stubborn to let his feelings grow further, repressing them.

You dismissed yourself and bid a farewell to Minho and Seungmin, wishing for a fast recovery to seungmin, once you've covered seungmin's arm with the cling film, saying goodbye to hyunjin and not to mention how much you miss his red hair.

You are glad that the long, exhausting day is finally over and you get to take your favorite cold icy shower to let your body relax at the end of the day.

Minho took seungmin to the nearest emergency room as soon as you left the cafe, he didn't want to waste a single minute to make seungmin's scalds worsened.

"I think you need to take some time off to let your scalds heal completely, seungmin."Minho began to speak while starting his car.

"What about y/n? it will be a hassle for her to do everything by herself, it's okay I don't need to take days off, besides it's my left hand" he mumbled back to Minho, worryingly. hating the idea of taking days off just because of his clumsiness.

"Oh, you're thinking about her? starting to like her? perhaps, seungmin?" Minho teases him

"Think what you want to think, Minho, but I don't like her at all, I just don't want to hear her complaining about how I didn't go to work especially when it's clear that YOU are the one who's crushing on her" seungmin said as he rolls his eyes, emphasizing you that's pointed towards minho.

"Me? crushing on her? lick my balls but I don't have a crush on her, she's my childhood friend seungmin, keep on denying your feelings and we'll see puppy boy" Minho said as he laughed, teasing the younger one. He knew that Seungmin liked you ever since but that boy is just too oblivious and stubborn.

Minho insists that seungmin take two days off, forcing him to take a rest for a while and saying that he would replace seungmin, helping y/n.

It has been two days since you were informed by Minho that seungmin is going to take two days off and he'll be helping you instead. you have to admit that you might have or might have not missed, seungmin's presence and his teasing remarks to you. it's been really quiet for you and you barely like it.

"Is my love missing seungmin?" Minho said, coming up to your side from the toilet, surprising you

"Fuck off babe, I would rather suck on hyunjin's toe instead of missing him, I just miss teasing him" you half lied, you miss his comforting presence. Who wouldn't miss seungmin? he's the embodiment of the home that you want to settled in, he has the best smile that you've ever seen, the way his eyes glistens whenever he's happy about his latte art or maybe his comforting scent that haunts you, as much as you hate to admit and denying the fact, that maybe you did have a soft spot for him and a little crush you can't. The more you try to deny your feelings and shrug them off, the stronger your feelings get.

"Oh really? what if he likes you then?" he asked while showing his smile that resembles the Cheshire Cat's smile, cunning.

"Well it seems like it's his problem, not mine, Minho," you said as you stared deeply into his eyes, trying to convince him.

"He'll start working again tomorrow and I am hoping that you guys don't do something funny since it's my turn to have a day off," Minho stated, giddy by just thinking about how he's going to spend his time sleeping and playing with his three cats.

Seungmin wished that today never came, the day when he starts to work again after taking two days off, he isn't sure what to say when he sees you, afraid that he might make a fool of himself, thoughts scattering through his mind, heart racing, beating rapidly, nervous and happy as his brain replayed the memory of you helping him. trying so hard to stop himself from smiling at the sight of you 'screw this'.

You turned your head to see the person that just went in, when you feel that someone is coming through the cafe door, eyes landed on seungmin, as you wait for the coffee machine that is still heating, letting half of your body lean to the under counter bar refrigerator.

"Look who it is if it isn't the guy who poured hot water on his hand" you mocked, as he is getting closer to you, walking to the coffee bar to calibrate the espresso with you.

"If it isn't the girl who is deeply in love with Minho" he retorted, curious to see how you would react, curious enough to hear your response.

"Why? jealous? wishing that it's you?" you asked back, laughing. while taking out the portafilter from the group head of the coffee machine, and cleaning the insides with a towel.

"Hell no, why would I even want that" he was quick to deny it, deep inside he did wish it was him, he wished that he was the one who tucked your hair, not minho.

"Oh, someone's jealous but what makes you even think that I am crushing on him, Seung" curious about what he's going to say.

"Because you act like a couple? isn't it obvious enough?" he asked back, thinking that your question is funny.

"Listen here, seungmin from minnie the pooh. I would rather drink 5 shots of espresso than having a crush on minho'' while holding the portafilter on your left hand as you are about to tamp the coffee down with the tamper.

"Make it 10 shots then, y/n" seungmin replied, standing behind you, close enough to your body barely leaving any space, making you look even smaller with his huge body figure, towering over you.

"Why don't you do it too, seungmin?" you question him, holding the tamper on your right hand until your left hand almost loses its grip on the portafilter, nearly dropping the heavy metal object falling on top of your feet as you feel a hand engulfing yours, preventing the portafilter from falling on your feet.

you drift your sight slowly to see seungmin's big hand engulfing yours, your body tensed in front of him. seeing the visible red-ish scalds on his hand that begins to heal, you froze by the sudden skin contact, not knowing what to say, from afar it looks like he's hugging you, as his body looks like it's hiding you. There's only the two of you and the music that is playing softly in the background inside the cafe. The cafe will be open for one more hour. his hand feels warm, warmer than the sun, making you feel safe.

"Hey, are you okay?" he asked half whispering, worried as you began to grow silent while still wrapping his hand around yours.

"Yeah, thanks I guess" you mumbled, stoic, continuing to tamp the coffee that almost fell while Seungmin was still holding your hand, not wanting to let it go, for a while.

"minnie, i-

"Oh right, my bad. be careful though" he lets go of your hand, making his hand feel left empty-handed and he hated it for some reason, he loved how your hand fits perfectly into his hand.

'Minnie' he said to himself, scrunching his nose, liking it a little bit too much at the new nickname that you gave him.

Seungmin initiatively take two small cups for the espresso, placing it on the small scale and sipping it, once it was extracted, the bittersweet substance made its way towards his system, making it hard for him to differentiate whether it's the caffeine or your presence that makes him groggy.

"Oh, this is good" - you exclaimed, happy because you've never tasted a better espresso than this.

"Right, it's well balanced, let's just use this one," Seungmin says in agreement, smiling from ear to ear, showing his braces that decorated his already perfect teeth.

You froze for a second as you stare at his smile "your smile is pretty, minnie" you muttered unconsciously, you couldn't stop staring at him, his smile is bewitching you, putting you under a spell. It is such a rare sight to see him smiling like this without him covering his smile with his hands.

Seungmin got shy by your sudden compliment, unknowingly putting his hands towards his smile to cover it but that was a fail. His action was stopped by you, as you caught his hand, stopping him from doing so. not knowing where to look aside from the cold floor as his cheeks began to flush, causing a soft pink shade to form on his face, visible enough for you to see it too.

"cute" you tease him more, just to see his reaction, by this point seungmin has turned into a hot mess because of you.

"y/n stop" he huffed weakly, speechless as you laughed endearingly at him.

"Okay, pretty boy," you said, letting his hand go slowly before you started to clean the cafe area. leaving seungmin astonished, still processing what just had happened to him. confused at your sudden behavior and scared that you might purposely do this just to break him in the end, and it's not the latter.

With seungmin, you've never felt butterflies on your stomach whenever he's around but rather, he feels familiar to you. it feels like you've known him forever just like how you've known minho. it all started back then, the first time you saw him at the coffee academy. You can say that you have a huge crush on him until his menacing demeanor towards you makes you doubt your own feelings for him, but that doesn't completely stop you from crushing on him. you repressed your feelings, burying them deep down to the core of your heart, trying to forget that little stupid crush on him until he decided to come back to your life. The only thing that you know is that you want to be with him, engulfed in his comfort, held by him, resting your head on the crook of his neck, inhaling his warm scent, and talking to him forever. That's all you've ever wanted but it feels impossible when he's never shown any interest towards you and is merely at arm's length.

With seungmin, it feels like you're drinking hot chocolate during winter.

Seungmin longs for you, yearning for your love, affection, and attention. he didn't know when this feeling even started or how maybe the feeling's been there for quite a long time but seungmin was dumb enough to not realize it. The next thing he knew was, you are someone that is easy for him to love, especially the way your hand fits perfectly with his, the way you love his smile when he dislikes it so much. seungmin has never felt like this before like he could be himself whenever he's around you. he felt so stupid for all of those years denying his feelings that he has for you. It all started from a small crush, he never thought that it would become something more than just a crush as time passed, he felt guilty for all of those mean words that he had ever blurted out to you. for once he actually admitted that he's in love with you, for once but afraid that you won't love him back.

It's been a week after the interaction between him and you and he's been leeching onto you, still annoying you and teasing you as much as he could. trying to forget what had happened but it seems like the memory won't budge to go away as he pleases. his feelings grew stronger for you, trying to give you soft sweet little gestures as an affection every now and then as a hint.

Such as holding back your hair when you're making a latte art to prevent you from messing it because your hairs keep on falling to your face, distracting you.

Or when he purposely stands behind you, trapping you from behind just to take the mug that was placed on top of the coffee machine.

You aren't bothered by his affection or how he likes to create a simple skin-ship with you, trying not to show him that you actually enjoy his gesture, as hard as you can, albeit you loved it so much, but worried that he might just be playing around or maybe just fucking around with you.

"Um hi, can I have one iced americano, to go, please," said the guy that is around your age, ordering his drink to you, flashing a shy smile. You can't help but notice how cute he is, how his outfit perfectly fits him and how pale he is.

"Hi, sure. Anything else that you would like to order?" you questioned him, flashing your smile back at him genuinely.

Seungmin is just one meter away from you as he is observing the guy that is now standing in front of you, still smiling shyly. observing the guy from his hair to his body, he hates to admit that the guy indeed looks so cute and cuddly, his natural pink cheeks contrasting his pale skin nicely. Seungmin is a little jealous, afraid that you might fall for those cute smiles.

"... I guess that's all," he said quietly while giggling as you handed the order ticket to seungmin, waiting for him to make the iced americano.

"Here's your iced americano and thank you", you said as you counted his total price while handing him his coffee as you accepted his cash. He was such a refreshment to your eyes, hoping that maybe one day he would come to visit again.

"Oh! Someone's jealous, I smell jealousy!" Minho whispered to Seungmin, coming out of nowhere as he stands behind Seungmin who is cleaning the dirty portafilter.

"Shut it Minho" - seungmin spat, not denying the fact that he is jealous. Seungmin is so close to confessing his feelings to you at this instance but he decided not to, still thinking about the right timing.

"Oh, by the way, we're gonna go to a bar tonight," Minho stated in excitement.

Just as seungmin is about to decline the invitation, you're quick to accept the invitation that left him surprised, not knowing that you love to party.

"Which bar? Minho '' you asked him as you're walking closer to Minho.

"The usual bar, love, chan's bar '' Minho said, emphasizing the word love as he eyed Seungmin to see his reaction. Minho's entertainment is by making seungmin jealous on purpose. He wants seungmin to confess to you as soon as possible, impatient to see the continuation of seungmin's love story.

"Hyunjin too, right?" you asked again.

"Yeah of course, what about you seungmin?" Minho answered you as he questions Seungmin, who has been quiet.

"Why not" - seungmin said as he began to regret what he just said carelessly but, alas, you're going to the bar and this is such a big opportunity that he didn't want to miss.

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The bar is crowded, filled with strobing light with a loud EDM music that's playing, it is also filled with people that are either drunk or just trying to have the best time of their life. Seungmin isn't one to judge since he's one of those people, sitting on the sofa that Minho has reserved earlier for them to sit, alone, by himself.

Seungmin is unsure what to do, he's not just gonna sit there and do nothing for the whole night, fuck, he doesn't even drink those alcoholic substance. His eyes were looking everywhere for you, spotting you on the dance floor, dancing relatively close to Minho, as Minho's body pressed on yours. Hyunjin was nowhere to be found since he left heading towards somewhere with a dude named Felix.

He hates this already, as he's about to stand up from his position to go to the bar to sit on one of the tall chairs, a woman came up to him, obviously drunk. she began to flirt with him, putting one of her hands on his thighs, leaning closer while trying to suck on seungmin's neck, giving him a hickey, making seungmin grow more uncomfortable, he freezes "hey, I'm sorry but can you go?" he asked the woman politely as he pulled himself away from her, forcing himself to form a smile at the drunk woman as he saw you staring at him. unable to translate the look that you give to him.

Jealousy was clearly written on your face as you see the woman flirting with seungmin, and from your point of view, seungmin seem to kinda enjoy it, what the fuck was that for? you thought, didn't know that he's trying to get rid of the woman and that's when jealousy completely took over you, when you saw another couple of woman began to swarm on him, just like a bee swarming a honey-comb, as you're inching your body closer to Minho, close enough for you to kiss Minho at that moment, closing any space between you and him, trying to get back at him. hoping that he would glance in your direction.

"What is it, love? You wanna go already?" Minho whispered as he put his hand around your waist as your face leans forward to Minho, trying to hear him.

Seungmin is eyeing you from his seat, eyes darting on Minho and you, especially on Minho's hands that is wrapping your waist. and the way Minho is so close to kissing you, jealous, too.

"Nothing Minho, I'm just gonna have another couple of drinks before I go, do you want some?" you tried to dodge his questions, refusing to answer his questions.

"No, I'm fine y/n thanks for asking, be careful," he said, slowly letting you go from his embrace as you began to head over to the bar, ready to order another drink.

"Hey y/n! you look pretty tonight. What can I get for you?`` Chan complimented you, making you flustered.

"Anything chan, do you have something new? but I'd prefer something strong," you said thoughtlessly, trying your best not to come up on seungmin and act all petty, yes, you're jealous and what upsets you more is that he's not your boyfriend. he's not yours, and, you're not his.

"Try this new whiskey, it should suit your taste,'' Chan said as he served you the alcoholic drink, 'bruichladdichon'; on the pretty crystal whiskey glass.

"Thank you, chan," you said as you swirl the glass slowly before sipping the alcohol. Chan left you to serve other customers while Minho is still dancing on the dance floor with Hyunjin as well as Felix

You could see seungmin from your peripheral vision, approaching you from behind, sitting right next to you, who's intoxicated, after chugging a couple of glasses of whiskey that chan gave you. your visions begin to turn into a slow motion whenever you try to look the other way, the bar feels like it's spinning on its own while you're sitting down, still. The loud music and voices of people talking are muffled, everything is a blur as the alcohol makes you feel sleepy and lightheaded, 'it's the spins' you thought.

"How much did you drink y/n?" seungmin asked, worried about your current state

"Hmmm I don't know Seung," you said, words slurry, eyes closing for a moment to feel your surroundings, trying your best to stay awake while your body is burning.

you faced him,"what about you minnie? what did you have?" you asked him in a flirty mannerism as you brought yourself to get closer to him, close enough for him to feel your hot breath on the crook of his neck.

"y/n..." he called you softly, not moving an inch from you, letting you smell him or whatever you wanted to do with him.

"You smell like those women-

I hate it.." you whispered as you paused for a while, moving your body away from him, back to your normal position, taking another sip of the whiskey that's left on your glass.

Aghast; seungmin felt you were moving away from him. speechless, he didn't know what to say. your words stung his heart a little, not knowing why.

"You smell too much like Minho, princess" he reminded you

"Awh, is seungmin jealous?" you asked him sarcastically, trying to get his attention.

"Say what you wanna say" he said as he poke the inner cheek of his mouth using his tongue.

"Minnie, do you want some?" you asked him as you hand your glass to him, putting it in front of his face, "just a sip, minnie"

Seungmin's hands involuntarily take the glass that you handed him, bringing it closer to his lips, trying the whiskey that you've been chugging ever since. He hated it, regretting his decision to try the alcohol.

You shift your body to face him, adjusting your vision to stare at him, trying to stay sober for the sake of adoring his face as you move a strand of his hair that's covering his eyes with your hand, revealing his eyebrows, continuing to trace his pretty face features with your finger, from his eyes to his neck, carefully "you're always pretty, minnie" "you have the prettiest eyes, minnie" you huffed as your eyes is scanning him, resting your hand on his thigh, he took your hand not long after, intertwining your hand that rested on his thigh.

Seungmin felt like the world had stopped momentarily, loving the sensation of your finger tracing his face softly as it sent a certain electric feeling to his nervous system on his body as goosebumps started to appear, sending a short shiver. Seungmin leans closer to you, close enough as he could smell the cherry, liquor perfume that you used earlier mixed with Minho's perfume, "I think we should go now, pretty" he whispered to your ear softly, making you feel ticklish.

"Right, Minnie, let's go to my place," you said, hands still connected to his hand, loving the feeling of being held by him, trying to stay awake, not letting yourself get completely intoxicated, afraid that you might do things to him, that you could regret it, after.

Seungmin's hand is no longer connected to your hand but rather, it moves on to your waist, bringing your body closer to his, as close as possible, to prevent you from fumbling. He called Minho to inform him that he is going to take you home since you were pretty intoxicated.

"Yeah, sure, just don't do something funny, like impregnating her because if you do. I will do the unimaginable things to you, seungmin" that's what minho said to seungmin, as a warning; afraid that you might get hurt, being protective of you, just like a big brother.

He led you to his car, helping you to sit in the passenger seat, buckling the safety belt on your body to keep you safe. Seungmin made his way to the other side of the car, going inside as he began to start his car engine driving towards your apartment as you directed him, only to realize that you live in the same apartment building as him, a visible confusion was written on his face while he parked his car.

"Are you sure this is your place y/n?" he asked, making sure that you aren't just bluffing.

"Minnie, why would I lie to you?" you retorted, throwing back a question while heading to the apartment lobby.

"Alright princess, you lead the way," Seungmin said, putting his hand around your shoulder, side hugging you as you begin to walk towards the elevator to press the button to the 22nd floor, leaving seungmin's eye in shock.

You were leaning your body on seungmin's, as he is standing behind you, placing his chin on top of your head, back hugging you, wrapping your small figure.

"You still smell, Minnie," you said to him, finding his scent a little bit disturbing, a mixture of perfume on top of another perfume from those women who leeches on him.

"You still smell like Minho, I hate it too" he whined in defeat, the least thing he could do was to change his shirt to another shirt but that would be a hassle for him, to go to his apartment room and change into a new shirt.

'ding' the sound of the elevator awakens you as you close your eyes, for about two minutes, still leaning on seungmin while hoping that your head would stop spinning.

"Let's go min," you said, holding his arm that was wrapped around your upper chest.

Seungmin was left dumbfounded as he followed you, still hugging you from behind, walking to your apartment room #921 'right next to my apartment?' he asked himself. seungmin's apartment is just right beside you, #922.

You went inside of your apartment with Seungmin, clinging to you. "Do you want something minnie?" you asked him, as he lets go of you. allowing you to do your thing.

"Anything would do, princess" he replied back to you, sitting himself down on your black sofa, manspreading.

You make your way to your kitchen, reaching for a glass of water for you to drink, and an empty glass for seungmin's drink. you made him a regular chocolate mint, reminiscing how seungmin really likes mint chocolate aside from iced americano.

"Here, for you, your favorite," you said, putting the glass on top of your coffee table that's right in front of the sofa as you sit beside him.

"Thank you" he replied while taking the glass off from the coffee table, sipping it slowly, little by little.

"I think I'm gonna take a shower for a bit, min. to freshen up myself, do you mind?" you asked

"Go ahead princess, I don't mind it at all" he answered you, flashing his smile.

"Alright then, you can turn on the tv or do whatever you want or-" you hung your sentence, trying to tease him

"or?"

"Would you like to join me? Take a shower, together?" you asked him teasingly, throwing him a small smirk.

"What if I say yes?" he questioned you back, facing you.

"Then let's go," you said, leaning closer to him, "but know that I only use cold water to take a shower, min" half whispering.

"I'm kidding princess, you can go and take a shower, I'll be waiting," he said giggling as he was winking at you. truthfully, he isn't just joking, of course, he wanted to join you but he thought that it would be unethical for him, especially when you're pretty drunk.

"Awh, minnie." you pouted, faking it "but for real though, you can use the other bathroom in my guest room if you want to take a shower min," you said.

"That would be nice" seungmin uttered, he couldn't contain his smile when you left to grab a new towel and a spare of your oversized shirt for him to wear, albeit he could've just gone to his apartment where his room is located next onto yours but, alas, he did not want to. he chose to stay at your place.

"You can use this but I'm not sure if the shirt will fit or not," you said as you gave him a new towel and your oversized shirt for him to use.

"Thank you, sweetheart," he said as he took the towel as well as the shirt.

The two of you sit beside each other, silent, leaving an awkward small space between the two of you. your AC is on, blasting a cold air making you shiver as your hand starts to get cold, most of your lights are off, leaving one dimmed light on, that is still bright enough to see seungmin's starry eyes, above you and him. there's still a small amount of alcohol left inside of you but you're no longer intoxicated, you're sober, and your tv is playing a random film just to make your living room livelier. you are content with the silence between you and him, not complaining as his presence makes you feel warm, for once you feel like you're actually at home.

Seungmin is still sipping the mint chocolate that's been sitting on your coffee table for more than fifteen minutes, eyes glued to the tv screen that is playing a random film. not uttering a single word, as he could feel your hand slowly making its way to hold his warm hand, looking for more warmth.

Your hand is cold, as cold as ice but seungmin didn't say anything about it instead he intertwine your hand with his hand, bringing it to his face as he placed the side of your hands on his cheek just to feel the cold sensation of your hand before placing it to his thigh, eyes still glued to the tv screen, too focused.

Seungmin brings himself closer to you, craving to feel your skin against his. "aren't you sleepy?" he asked while resting his head on your shoulder, "no, not yet. What about you?" you answered him as you put your head on top of his head, smelling his hair. "Not really", he replied, curtly. not wanting to waste any time as you placed his head onto your lap, allowing him to use your thighs as his pillow while playing with his soft, silky hair.

The feeling of your hand playing on his hair is beyond therapeutic, he loved it so much, hoping that you won't stop as he could feel himself getting sleepier under your affection.

"seungmin" you called him, still stroking his hair

"yeah?" he answered you, waiting for your answer just to be greeted by nothing but the sound of the tv.

Seungmin sat up straight, facing you, placing one of his hands on your thigh, squeezing it lightly to get your answer.

"Remember when I told you that your smile is pretty?" you asked, facing him back, staring at his starry eyes, couldn't get enough of his pretty eyes that held the entire star or even the galaxy. you put your hand on top of his hand.

"Yes I do, why?" he answered, throwing back a question at you, raising his eyebrows as a sign of confusion mixed with curiosity, making him look cuter.

"I meant that minnie, I really do. I meant every single thing that I've said about you, I hope you knew that.." you said, voice getting smaller as you finished your sentence.

"y/n i-

Before seungmin could even continue to finish his sentence, you cut him "I'm not saying this because I'm drunk or whatever but I am sober and I wouldn't say things like this when I'm drunk". it's like you could read his mind before he could even say it.

Seungmin's body began to heat up after hearing what you'd said to him, his ears began to turn red by the heat of his body, cheeks flush, and eyes grew fonder by the sight of you, as you were studying his face.

"y/n.." seungmin called you, fondly as he choked on his own words, unsure on how to let all of his feelings out towards you, frustrated while trying to find a single word out of thousands or even million words that could describe it, but the only word that came out of his lips was your name.

Seungmin tucked a single strand of your hair that's distracting him from seeing your eyes behind your ear, eyes locking onto your eyes, as he brings his face closer to your face, pressing his lips against your lips, feeling the warmth of your lips, it is as if the moon and the sun have reunited, creating an eclipse as he cupped your face delicately with his warm hands, not wanting to hurt you, as he kisses you deeply while his body pressed against yours, sharing his warmth to you.

You welcomed him as you put one of your hands on his nape and the other on his shoulder, his lips is warm and his lips were still sweet from the mint chocolate that you made him earlier. Seungmin could feel the thud of your heartbeat matching his as he lift your body while deepening the kiss to place you on his lap, not breaking the kiss, just so he could keep yourself for him, just for him, he wrapped his arms around your body. He doesn't care if he sounds selfish right now.

Seungmin's lips are keen to recall your lips as they collide with each other, creating a slow, gentle movement. Nobody has ever kissed seungmin like this nor even treated him like how you treat him, he felt loved by you.

You could feel the yearning that he longs for through his kiss as you stroke his hair gently, reassuring him. you could feel his braces brushing against your lips, not minding it while one of your hands travels to touch his face, softly.

Your hand is cold, sending a shiver to seungmin's body as you put your hand on the side of his face, seungmin never felt this vulnerable before as a begin tear rolled down his cheeks, allowing you to taste the salty substance.

You began to pull yourself away; slowly, worried about him while he hugs you tighter, burying his head on the crook of your neck as you place a kiss on top of his head, letting him cry, without asking him why, giving him some space to let his emotions out for some time as you hugged him back, still stroking his hair.

"y/n" he called still hiding his face on the crook of your neck, breath hitched

"hmm?" you hummed

"I'm sorry for all of the mean things that I've said to you back then," he confessed to you, quietly.

You tried to bring his face to face you, "Minnie, it's all in the past, I forgave you a long time ago" you said, as you wiped away his tears with your thumb.

"I'm sorry," he said, again, feeling guilty for what he did to you.

"Hey, it's okay pretty boy" you reassured him as you combed his hair that is covering his forehead to the back using your hand. somehow seungmin managed to change the position from sitting to lying down, you're practically under him as he holds your body close to him, hugging you.

You snuggled your face on his chest, burying it there while hearing his heartbeat, as you hug him tighter, as he brings you this comforting feeling that you've been looking for, everywhere.

"I love you." seungmin blurted out of nowhere, stroking your hair.

"Mhmm" you replied to him, teasing him purposely.

"I love you", he said louder this time

"I know seungmin" you said as your voice muffled, since you're practically crushed by his body.

"I love you" he repeated

"Fine, I love you too, seungmin" you said, playfully.

"Hey.." he doesn't like how you called him by his full name, deep inside he knows that you love him back as much as he loves you but he loves to hear the word come out of your lips.

"I love you too, minnie~" you stated, finalizing as you could feel seungmin's hand ruffling your hair.

"I know, princess, I know"

"You're not sleepy yet?" you asked him, realizing that it's already around 2:05 am in the morning

"Wanna sleep?" he asked you this time, sitting up as he tugs you to move from your current position.

"Let's go, you can sleep with me minnie"

"I would like to, princess" he replied while you're holding his hand, leading you to your room to sleep.

You lay down on your bed with swing in beside you, covering yourself and seungmin with your weighted blanket. Seungmin hugged you, searching for you just to embrace you, as he can't seem to let go of you. He doesn't want to lose you.

"You're mine now, y/n" he stated while closing his eyes

"Yeah, sure. you do you minnie" you said, getting used to his physical touch.

"Minho's going to smack me if he knew about this" he said, while giggling

"I'm gonna smack him first before he smacks you" you replied back, getting sleepier as he stroked your back.

The smell of food awakens you from your deep sleep, curtain's still closed, as you could also smell the familiar scent of earth before it rains, today is gloomy, you loved it, the gloomy feeling, where the skies turn to gray waiting for the clouds to rain at any time soon, the weather is chilly, windy.

You make your way to your kitchen, finding seungmin's back who's busy making a proper breakfast for the two of you, too busy to notice your presence. he prepared a cereal and a toasted bread with a sunnyside egg besides it.

"Jesus, you scared me y/n" Seungmin yelled, putting his arm into his chest, letting you know that he was surprised by you.

"Chill babe" you said as you pulled your dining table's chair. Seungmin served you your breakfast plate, as you admire the complete breakfast set he served you.

"Where do you wanna go today?" he asked you, pulling a chair for him to sit in front of you.

"Hmmm..."

"Or do you just wanna stay at home?, we could enjoy the gloomy weather, you know?" he asked you again.

"Let's just stay together at home for today, since it's our day off," you said, as you fed yourself with the toasted bread he served you.

"True but let me take you somewhere for our dinner tonight," he said, shyly smiling, making his eyes turn into a crescent moon shape.

To seungmin you're the one he's been looking for, the one who wouldn't avoid his physical touch as his love language, the one who isn't afraid to express her feelings towards him, the one who matched his energy.

You decided to stay at home, to spend some time with him, fulfilling your love language as quality time. you love the feeling of him embracing you, keeping you close to him, even when you're not talking to each other, just being by his side is enough for you.

Seungmin asks you to sit in between his legs, while he's sitting on your carpet, hugging you, keeping you close to him, letting you lean on him, not wanting to let you go anytime soon, feeling your skin against his.

"minnie, minnie, minnie" you mumbled

"Hmm? What's wrong sweetheart? "

"Nothing, i just want to call your name, minnie"

"It's raining, princess..." seungmin spoke, caressing your hand

"Wanna go to the balcony?" you asked him, shifting your body to face him

"Anything you want, sweetheart" he said, he never thought that he would be with you one day, holding you in his arms, doing the things that he used to write down on his bucket list, thinking that it's just a dream that is impossible for him to have or achieve.

You led seungmin to your balcony, standing underneath your canopy that is shielding you and seungmin from the rain, feeling the chilly wind, making you feel more alive. you love it when it rains ever since you were only a little.

"I love you" Seungmin said as he kissed the top of your head, you felt like home, you felt like the sun that warms him up in the midst of the icy cold winter.

You will always remember the day when you realized that you've fallen for him, wanting to be embraced by him. you will always remember the day where he kissed you, you will always remember the way your hands fit perfectly into his hands, you will always remember the way his eyes sparkle, the way he smiles. everything, you will always remember it.

"I love you too, seungmin".

#kim seungmin #kim seungmin x reader #seungmin x reader #skz seungmin #skz fanfic #skz x reader #kpop imagines #stray kids #seungmin x y/n #seungmin #seungmin fluff #skz fluff #kim seungmin fluff #kim seungmin fanfic #stray kids oneshot #skz x you #skz hard hours #Spotify #lee minho x reader #lee know fanfic #kim seungmin angst #seungmin angst #lee know x reader #skz angst #skz #skz fanfiction #skz imagine #christopher bang #bang chan #lee know smut

[sillylittlegay]

CoD Short story; Café AU AleRudy Part 2

Rudy and Alejandro had a lot if catching up to do – obviously as Alejandro hadn't even known his best friend was coming to England. »What are you even doing here?« He asked the obvious question. »Got a better job offer here and well.. I remembered that you also live here.« Rudy smiled and Alejandro swore that he never had seen a smile as beautiful as his. He had seen Rudy smile tons of times already, but somehow this felt different.

»Well where do you live? You gotta show me after my shift!« He excitedly exclaimed while making a black coffee for his friend. »A few blocks away, small apartment but it works. Walls are thin as shit though.« Rodolfo complained, Alejandro noticed he still wrinkled up his nose slightly when something was bothering him. »My shift ends in about an hour, what about you? When's your working time?« »I don't really do... Work times anymore.« Alejandro looked at his friend, obvious questions marks forming above his head. »Jandro I'm so sorry I totally fell asleep back there—« Soap stormed back behind the counter. »Guess I could've taken longer eh?« He then grinned at Alejandro, who just looked at him confused. »Co-worker?« Rudy asked, cautiously raising a brow – another habit he had have for a long time. Alejandro nodded in response. »Rudy, this is Soap. Soap, this is Rudy.« He introduced the two, trying to ignore the looks Soap gave him. »So you're the Rudy Jandro doesn't stop talking about?« Soap teased, leaning over the counter towards Rodolfo. Alejandro just sighed and put down Rudy's coffee in front of him.

About forty minutes later Alejandro heard the heavy swearing from behind. »Someone put these bloody boxes away, I thought I told you all to clean this bloody mess!« Soap flinched at the obviously angry voice. »Time for divine Punishment Buddy.« Alejandro grinned at him, already knowing their supervisor, Ghost, wouldn't like to hear that it had been Soaps job to clean. »Come on we're brothers, cover for me will ye?« Alejandro ignored Soaps pleading look. »Nope, time for me to clock out. Shifts over as soon as Ghost is here, you know my rules.« Soap groaned at Alejandro's words, mumbling something about betrayal. »I'll be back in a second Rudy.« Alejandro smiled at his friend and went to the back to change and snitch on Soap to Ghost.

Once outside the café, Alejandro and Rudy decided to first go to the park. Rodolfo hadn't seen it yet and Alejandro spent most of his free time there – it was just a good idea to show Rudy his favourite spots.

»This really is a beautiful park.« Rudy grinned once they walked through the gate. »But I wonder how you can spend so much time here with this weather being around at all times.« He pointed up at the clouded sky, making Alejandro chuckle. »You get used to it.« »Hopefully I don't. I already miss Mexico. How did you even survive here?« Alejandro shrugged, he had made his peace with leaving Mexico, even though he knew Rudy was still mad at him for that. »I got used to it.« He just repeated, not fully wanting to talk about it. Rudy sighed, partially annoyed at him, partially understanding what he wanted to leave behind.

»Well, we should go home right? I uh.. I mean we should go to my apartment. Obviously it's not your home.« He then said, slightly embarrassed at his slip up. Alejandro just nodded, happy to finally have his best friend back.

No one could ruin that for him.

Part two whoo!!

Personally love this with all my heart <3

I actually wanna do some König stuff but I don't know what pairing,, maybe X reader but at the same time I don't know if I'd like writing that??? If y'all have any ideas pls do let me know!!

Also I may or may not not post as often as I do currently because I may or may not have an actually important exam coming up... And I haven't studied at all... Pray for me...

#cod mwii #aledolfo #rodolfo parra #alerudy #call of duty #call of duty rodolfo #rodolfo x alejandro #rodolfo mw2 #alejandro mw2 #alejandro vargas #short story #alejandro x rudy #call of duty alejandro vargas #alejandro cod

[rahullkohli]

friends pls pray for good weather for me tomorrow cause i'm gonna go to the zoo after my support person appointment and force myself to do the tree too walk even though it scares me shitless so i just need it to not be windy or rainy

#i'm also gonna stay for the capybara activation #and finally see the crocodiles #i haven't seen them yet and i'm so excited #annika's adventures

[chill-that-ur-inmyhead]

What are three names you like that start with the same letter as your fist name? Hailey, Harry, Hannah

How old will you turn on your next birthday? 25

What are three things you like about your birth month (besides it being the month your birthday is in)? Aquarius, I like the winter weather and majority of my friends also have their birthday's around that time

…and what are three things you dislike about it? It is close to valentine's day so my ex said that the celebration would be combined (I didn't mind too much but womp womp) It's a day before my mum's birthday and I used to hate that it was usually during school time

List three celebrities that are the same height as you. Emma Watson, Selena Gomez and Jennifer Anniston (WIN)

Are you happy with your height, or do you wish you were shorter or taller? Why? I wouldn't mind being 5'6 or 5'7 but no taller

Which family member did you inherit your hair colour from? Probs my dad's side of the family.

List three things in nature that are the same color as your eyes. 👀 Grass, leaves, trees lol

Are you happy with your current weight, or do you wish you weighed more or less? No way, less pls.

If applicable, how many pounds do you want to lose? 2 stone

How many years has it been since you were last a student enrolled in school? 🏫 I am still enrolled in university but will be graduating this year :)

What was your favourite class in high school? I really enjoyed maths class mainly because I got put into a group where we could work at the same pace and it was really supportive class!

How many sisters do you have? Zero.

How many brothers do you have? Uno.

If you had a twin sister, what would she be named? Maybe Imogen since that is another name my parents liked.

How many dogs have you had in your lifetime? 🐶 Sadly zero

How many cats have you had in your lifetime? 🐈 Sadly zero

Do you prefer dogs or cats? Rabbits hehe

Where was your dad born? Hertfordshire

Where was your mum born? Leicestershire

Where were you born? Essex

Have you ever met anyone unrelated to you that had the same last name as you? Yes, very common last name

How many sister-in-laws do you have? Zero

How many brother-in-laws do you have? Zero

How many nieces do you have? Zero

How many nephews do you have? Zero

How many of your grandparents are still living? Two

Are you good at taking pictures? 📸 I try

What are three things you’ve been complimented on? My smile, my hair and my lipstick application haha

What is your dream job? Lawyer - hopefully a good one

…and are you currently working in your dream job? I am!

Do you consider yourself spiritual? Hmm I think so but not too sure

Do you consider yourself religious? Yes but in a non-traditional sense

Do you have a positive or negative view of the word “religion”? Bit of both. It offered a good community for me when I was growing up and for my family but on the other side I have seen it used in the name of hatred and that sucks.

Do you have a positive or negative view of the word “spiritual”? I think spiritual has become a term where people want to distance themselves from traditional religion. I think that is good but I do think it isn't taken as seriously unfortunately.

Who is the most spiritual person you know? I don't know any personally or we haven't had that discussion yet.

When was the last time you stepped foot inside of a church? ⛪️ Years ago and probs for midnight mass

Do you regularly attend church? Why or why not? ⛪️ Not anymore. I think worship can happen anywhere and a church is not mandatory.

Have you ever been to a mosque? 🕌 nope

Have you ever been to a synagogue? 🕍 Yes on a school trip

What is your favourite religious holiday? Christmas is pretty good.

If applicable, does your faith mean a lot to you? Yes

Do you have the same worldview as your parents? I suppose but it probs deviates from time to time

Have you ever attended a Christian school? 🏫 Yes

How often do you pray? 🙏 Not actively.

Have you ever danced in church? 💃 Sang yes but not danced

Have you ever been baptized, and if so, where and how were you baptized? 🌊 Yes, as a baby in a catholic church

How many presidential elections have you voted in? 🗳️ I do not have presidential elections in my country :)

Are you happy with the current state of your nation? We need improving ofc

How many different medications do you normally take daily? 💊 none

Which medication(s) do you hate the most, and why? Not taken enough to know.

Is your current doctor a male or female? Depends who the appointment is with but last appointment I had a male doctor.

Do you prefer male or female doctors? Why? I haven't had a problem where I think I would feel more comfortable with a woman but I can imagine that would be a reason why

How is your mental health? How has it been lately? Feeling overwhelmed with exams finishing but also the idea of the unknown for what is next.

#suverys #spicynightlife #08/06/23

[radetzkymarch]

Dragon Con do-do list (so whenever I check my own blog I’m reminded to actually do these things) (i am not prepared oh god oh god)

DJ

Add pockets to the coat

Weather the pants & shirt if i feel ambitious

Put a clip in the hat so it stays on my head

Haircut & make up test- become Benicio del Toro pls

Punch new holes in the belt so my pants stay up D:

Make my peace with not having a blaster or holster do NOT start another project

Hope and pray my boots get here in time

Cobra Commander

It’s FINE the costume is fine it just needs ironing

Don’t fuck around with it there’s no time

Find my cane I guess and make sure all the parts are still around

Once again it would be great if my boots get here in time D: if not i have others though it will be fine

Mandalorian

I have no fucking idea what’s good and what’s broken :( need to try it on and find out

Hey maybe I should add pockets to this too

Add a sling to my rifle so I can actually use my hands 

Kylo Ren

Do NOT bring this it takes up too much fucking room

Maybe style the new wig through and bring it anyway?

If I’m stupid enough to bring this make sure there’s batteries in my lightsaber

Caesar Zeppeli

Add pockets to the stepkids pants and velcro to the knees

Dye his gloves and add armor

Make better chest armor (do i have enough worbla left?)or add foam padding to what he has

Non costume-related prep

Get more contact lenses!!!!!!!!!!! oh god help me i might need an eye exam

actually pack cosplay repair supplies this time

bring zip ties for badges

#i won't have a day off until the con either RIP my sanity

[evaxoxoblog]

23/2/24

Hi, it's been a bit longer than usual since my last post. The last week has been good, and I had a great time with my friends last week. I might be seeing them tomorrow but the weather looks awful so we'll see (we were planning on having a picnic).

Stuff has been a bit weird with my other friend. She says she wants space but her actions say otherwise. That's as far as I'm going to get into it, but I just know I shouldn't interact with her yet, for her sake as well as mine. All I've really thought I could do is pray that she is going to be okay soon. I'm not even religious, but if there is something that can bring her happiness across the universe or whatever, I might as well try it. I think I feel like this because, even though she has been a bit of a shit friend, I still love her so much, and I don't think I will ever stop loving her. That's just how it is.

On to a fun topic, my albums arrived today! i ordered Oddinary (skz), Easy (le sserafim) and Layover (v) two weeks ago and they got shipped on the 19th bc it was a preorder. I think I already said this.

for oddinary I got the random version and I got the red edition!!! i also pulled hyunjin (3rd time now my luck is so good wtf) and changbin, which I've been hoping for for SO long (and it's actually rlly funny bc I was talking to my friend about who I would like to pull and I said changbin- we were talking about this bc we were learning the verb conjugations for 'to pull' in french: "je voudrais tirer changbin"), and then Han's ID card (omgomgomgomgomgomgomg). I also got the Felix miniposter (aaaaaaaaa).

for easy I got the 3rd concept (the pink one, I forgot the name) which is probably my favourite :D and I pulled sakura which for some reason I knew I would get her (???)

and then for layover i pulled v (that's so crazy omg) and I got the 2nd version bc it is gorgeous and I adore it. if you are planning on getting it pls do because it is like 100000000000 x better in physical, you can just tell so much work has been put into all of it and its so lovely. there is a letter included too which is all in Korean so imma try to translate that soon (its going to take so long even with the google image translator omd) but it's such a sweet thing aaaaa.

anyway, me and my delulu ass friend have started sending each other snapchat pics "from" skz members which really really isn't helping our current condition (she's literally 'mrs bang' in my contacts) but I think chrizztopher would be proud sooo :)

x eva

#stray kids #blog

[bbiya131]

i met alpaca.

the one who said we need vacations to reset our work spirit girl must be lying. explain why i felt bluer than monday blues everytime i have to go back to work after a good vacation. my mind is still on the same spot i sat yesterday…..ah anyway.

i went glamping!

i went glamping with my friends last weekend and it was great, fun and quite hectic……..enough to make me forget i have exam coming soon. (dont ask me what exam), back home i was like, right, i have to start study again. #ididnt #yet it was hectic because we didnt prepare enough cause these girls were so ffffreaking busy we only discussed the night before. it was fun cause its beautifull, cold and Alhamdulillah, we were not stuck in jamsss at all! really? in a place where its known for its jam? yea,…..Alhamdulillah again.

although we didnt plan anything, Allah have planned everything so beautifully for us. couldn’t be more grateful.

and…we underestimated the coldness so much the weather literally biting us away. omg we cant even stand 5 minutes outside. braved ourselves to cook and eat out but gave in to just sitting on the bed with hot chocos and monopoly instead. it was SO cold. like, how is it colder than korea winter?

the weather is never at fault, its your outfit. yea yea right.

the place was nice, clean, safe, friendly, like okay i dont have enough vocabs pls dont make me describe, anyway its good. the view was sooo beautiful. the pictures speaks for themselves. people actually thought i went overseas. lol. im gatekeeping this guys. sorry not sorry.

it was quiet, only with the chirping sounds of the birds until these 2 girls (i cant say name, cause #friendprotection), was it 3? they were Allahu, the loudest ever i cant. how can a person talk that much? i do need to heal from these supposed to be healing trip ngl. i think i need months.

first time meeting alpaca, knowing the difference between them and llamas (i swear ive been calling them llamas the whole time i hope theyre not offended),,,twas cool. they were so cute.

this was one of the reasons i want to go to cameron!! i knowww KL have scones too but eating it in cold weather somehow makes it 2 times better. i was waiting in line, anxious bcs i was scared the scones got sold out bcs i saw no one’s ordering it (maybe its sold out?, i thought), i kept praying ya Allah pls make it available please and when I ordered it and saw them not flinching at my scones order and bring them out to me, i was crying inside. ALHAMDULILLAH.

got some strawberries, and stuff and we went back home.

i rate this healing trip 4/5. -1 for being so cold.

i kinda missed it already. the weather.

no actually i’ll take it back. i love KL rainy weather more.

btw, ive been thinking hard on what to write more but i really cant. i really dont know what happened to my brain. i cant express things it’s frustrating. its okay. everything will remain as memories in my head instead.

[maiverie]

NO MISSED U MORE LOVIE ☹️☹️☹️ I JUST LOVE TALKING TO U 🫶🏻 UR SO EASY TO TALK TO AND I LOVE U SM, I HAVE SM HW TO DO 😃🔫 WBU ??? HOW IS UR JOB 🫵🏼

YES BAD BOY HOON 🙌🏼 BUT IVE NEVER WRITTEN ANY LONG FICS B4 SO IM A BIT WORRIED 😟 AND THE HEESEUNG ONE HAS ME SO EXCITED 😻 LIKE PROFESSOR HEE >>

THE HEADCANON IS TAKING LONGER THAN EXPECTED BUT HOPEFULLY IT WILL TURN OUT WELL 😨💪🏼 AND IM SO READY FOR BBB LIKE IVE BEEN WAITING 🔥

ALSO 16 DEGREES IS LIKE THE PERFECT WEATHER FOR US NOT TOO HOT OR NOT TOO COLD, I THINK IT WAS 24 OR 25 DEGREES 😣🙏🏼 LIKE MY THIGHS WERE STICKING ON MY CHAIR BUT I BROUGHT A CUTE PINK FAN ☝🏼. THERE IS NO BREEZE AT ALL WHICH MAKES IT WORSE 😔

HSDHFHS PLS I HOPE U GOT THRU UR HOMEWORK 😭🙏 AND AAA ACTUALLY IVE BEEN KINDA BUSY THESE DAYS BUTTTT otherwise I've been good and work has been okay hehehe

BAD BOY HOON IM FR SOBBING I CANT WAIT FOR THIS 😭 and omg yea long fics are so hard like lowkey im too lazy to write them that's why I just stick w series 😭 BUT PROFESSOR HEE HYAG^&*()P THATS PERFECT,, UR MIND IS SO >>

OOF fr australia built different like istg we're so sensitive to the cold since it can get so hot here 😭 last year I went to spain/italy for a trip and I was freezing my ass off LMFAOO

pRAYING FOR U AAA

#ask #@ : flwrshee ♡

[lespetitspoisons]

Steven Grant Rogers And baby, be a simple, real simple man, be something you love and understand.

Brooklyn Lynyrd Skynyrd - Simple Man Mama told me, when I was young, come sit beside me my only son, and listen closely to what I say, and if you do this it'll help you some sunny day. Oh take your time, don't live too fast, troubles will come and they will pass. Mac DeMarco - Freaking out the neighborhood Sorry mama ! There are times I get carried away. Please don't worry, next time I'm home, I'll still be the same. And I know it's no fun when your first son gets up to no good, starts freaking out the neighborhood. Salt-N-Peppa - Whatta Man Secure in his manhood cause he's a real man, a lover and a fighter, and he'll knock another out. Don't take him for a sucker 'cause that's not what he's about. Everytime I need him, he always got my back, never disrespectful, cause his mama taught him that. Charlelie Couture - Aime moi encore au moins Les murmures insolents sous les draps, et la main dans la main sur ce grand lit bancal, je vendrais tous mes privilèges pour un dernier baisé dans la lumière pâle. Et aime moi, encore au moins, jusqu'à l'aurore, jusqu'au petit matin.

Europe Chet Baker - But not for me I was a fool to fall and get that way. Heigh ho ! Alas ! And also lack-a-day, although I can't dismiss the memory of her kiss, I guess she's not for me. Magic Sam - I need you so bad Yes, I've been looking inside trying to find someone to call my own, but without your love, pretty baby, I would rather be left alone. I know my luck has been bad, it's been bad so many days. Etta James - Stormy weather Don't know why, there's no sun up in the sky, stormy weather since my man and I ain't together. Keeps raining all of the time. Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere, stormy weather and I just can't get my poor self together, oh I'm weary all of the time.

2012 Cage The Elephant - Cold Cold Cold Doctor, the problem's in my chest, my heart's as old as ice, but it's anybody's guess. Doctor can you help me 'cause I don't feel right ? Better make it fast before I change my mind. Billie Holiday - Solitude In my solitude, you taunt me with memories that never die. I sit in my chair and filled with despair, there's no one could be so sad. With gloom everywhere, I sit and I stare. I know that I'll soon go mad in my solitude, I'm praying, dear Lord above, send back my love.

The winter soldier Pink Floyd - Wish you were here Did you exchange a walk-on part in the war for a leading role in a cage ? How I wish you were here. We're just two lost souls, swimming in a fish bowl, year after year, running over the same old ground. What have we found ? The same old fears. Wish you were here. Alain Bashung - Je t'ai manqué Et si l'on disait le contraire, ou si l'on ne disait rien, si l'on construisait les phrases à l'envers ou si l'on soulevait demain, qui serait l'adversaire ? Entre nous qui serait le plus malin ? Je t'ai manqué, pourquoi tu me visais ? Harry James - It's been a long long time Haven't felt like this, my dear, since can't remember when. It's been a long long time, you'll never know how many dreams I dream about you, or how empty they all seem without you. William Sheller - J'me gênerais pas pour dire que j't'aime encore On partageait les fins de nuits difficiles, les petits jours, les rues tranquilles, j'te prêtai mon chapeau quand il pleuvait trop fort. J'me gênerais pas pour dire que je t'aime encore, que je t'aime d'abord, que je t'aime encore.

Civil war Creedence Clearwater Festival - Who'll stop the rain Long as I remember, the rain been comin' down, clouds of mystery pouring confusion on the ground, good men through the ages trying to find the sun. And I wonder, still I wonder, who'll stop the rain ? Willis - I think I like when it rains You told me to go the light, and what it's like to feel the pain, now I'm okay ir you're alright. I start to wonder why I came, I dreamed of things you said to me. We stayed at your place while it rains, we talk and laugh and watch TV, and I couldn't find the words, I couldn't think of what to say. And all I can do is stop and think about the day when we all used to dream about was meeting after school. Adele - Can I get it ? Throw me to the water, I don't care how deep or shallow, because my heart can pound like thunder, and your love can set me free. Oh I have promised I will love you till the end of the time, through it all, the good, the bad, the ugly and the divine. I will be the melody, the rythm and your rhyme, all I want is for you to be mine. So can I get it right now ?

#c: steve rogers #bande originale

[drunkjaked]

GAWD HELLO tumblr didn't notify me that you answered my ask but then again tumblr's always acting up 😤 i'm days late but i hope ur throat's all good now <3 !! i also caught up to ur dazed fic and it was 😨😨😨😨 just Wow Amazing Brilliant Would Sell My Soul For It

BUT ALSO FORREAL ON THE WEATHER THING ,, it's so intensely hot these days but it's always somehow freezing at night like make it make sense ! pls ! thank you !

!!!! i had a dream a few hours ago after my nap and it was 😪 like atp i'm tryna get dick again irl but all i can think of is sunghoon's LMFAO ... genuinely beginning to think these r the side effects of covering for my co-worker's shift for almost four days straight send help 🪦🪦🪦

anyways dw for the late reply !! 'cause this one's even later 🥸

— 🌿 anon (aka ur beloved chia ; here's to my emoji appearances ;)

HIIIIII 🌿AYEEEEEEE congrats on ur emoji debut, i’ll sort out ur tags ASAP (ooohhhh ooooohhh) ‼️ this app needs a lot of work and revision but i love her 🫶

i’m feeling much much much better it was like a one day thing apparently 🙄 someone’s praying on my downfall and it’s WORKING 👎👎👎

AGHHHHHH UR IN UR HERB-DAZED ERA THIS IS THE COMEBACK 🕺🕺🕺 i’m super glad to hear that u enjoyed it bff that means a lot i was kinda worried about it idk but THANK U FOR UR SWEETNESS 🫂

see here it’ll be like pretty hot out and then just TORRENTIAL RAIN outta nowhere (i mean it’s always in the forecast but still) like .. it’s very irritating, the nights are pretty cold here though #NoClouds 🚫☁️

my dreams are SO weird these days like.. i haven’t had one in a while but here’s the last one i did have

like??? anyways. THOUGHTS OF SUNGHOON’S COCK ARE AT AN ALL TIME HIGH 👎👎👎 it’s problematic.. i can’t shake the thought of him it’s irritating but i hope you’re able to satiate your need for dick 🙏🙏🙏

YOUVE COVERED SHIFTS FOUR DAYS IN A ROW??? you’re actually an angel you’re angelic you’re an amazing person 🫶🫶🫶 everyone cheer for 🌿!!! god i just hope you’re able to rest soon, u deserve it ‼️ look after urself bae, talk soon i hope 🤍🎈💌🫀

#sry about the length of this on the dash forgive me but the readmore thing never works for me 🥹 #when the post has a picture anyway.. forgive me 🧎 #🌿 anon #saxophonist 💌🫀 #s name media

[richarlisonny]

Hi what's up? Have a wonderful day!!

hi!!!!!! i'm doing pretty good - i'm on easter break rn and the weather is supposed to get nice and sunny from now, so i'm hoping for some good sunshine ☀️☀️☀️

i've mainly been trying to make my way through a HUGE pile of corrections i've let pile up 😭😭 but i also have assignments to complete, a lecture presentation to make up and i have to start my thesis analysis chapters still........ so pls pray for me lmao i've got more classes this weekend too and everything. i KNOW once i sit down and actually start my analysis i'll just blast thru it but i'm ngl my second semester seems to just be FLYING by!!!!! yikes

how are you???? it's a bummer about that place u wanted to work at suddenly not hiring at the moment, BC it sounded like they had really interesting research going on. what's ur plan from here????

#ask #spursdontplaybasketball

[silverdreamsstudios]

hi my dress for my nerissa cosplay came in and i am happy lol

#ok its a bit too long LOL and also i wish the top part was sliiiightly smaller but its all good LOL #for having absolutely no clue what i was gonna get im pretty impressed #its really nice material lol #anyways i put the entire outfit together and im pretty excited LOL #ngl i rly wanna wait until the cherry blossom trees on campus go in bloom #sakura sakura #also they match my dress color hehehe #pray for good weather for me pls #LOL #anyways this was a great surprise after having to go through the biology test i spent literally the past entire week studying for like idk #it felt like i studied for about forever but i at least studied for 30 hours LOL #i can now produce a phylogenetic tree of 35+ groups from my memory in under 5 min so i'd say thats the accomplishment of this week #mod silver