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uwuwriting · 3 years

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Wearing his jersey w/ Daichi, Kageyama and Osamu

Request: hi!! can i req the ‘wearing their jersey’ with daichi kags and osamu plss! i loved the one u wrote for kuroo akaashi and ushi. -anonymous

Okay I haven’t written for my Haikyuu babies for quite some time and that sucks. Everyday is Haikyuu day and I simp for a different character every hour of the day lmao. Although my new found obsession with Nanami is taking up most of my time. Oh well guess he’ll have to share my spare time with one of the Haikyuu boys every time. Love ya. 💖💖💖

masterlist II rules

warnings: fluff, I don’t think there are any warnings for this one.

Sawamura Daichi

-Captain Daichi thirst is active 24/7 lmao.

-He is used to you taking his clothes.

-From hoodies, to t-shirts to his sweatpants, it has become a regular occurrence in your relationship.

-He loves seeing you in his clothes.

-They are always too big on your body, his hoodies almost reaching your knees and it makes his heart go doki doki.

-He just wants to hug you to his chest and never let go.

-He has given you one of his t-shirts to wear to sleep cuz he loves the idea of you having a little part of him with you even if it's just a shirt.

-You two were having a sleepover before one of his major games and of course you were helping him unwind.

-You helped him make his duffle bag and double check for his knee pads, gave him a massage for his sore muscles after a long week of non stop practices and finally forced him to take a self care evening after he asked you to help him practice with his receives.

-While putting on his face mask you were going on about something random when you noticed the furrow of his brows.

- “Everything is gonna be fine baby, you’ll see. You and the boys have practiced really hard for this match and you;ll make it I know you will.”

-Smiling up at you he gave you a peck on the lips, careful not to smudge your own face mask in the process.

- “I know or at least I think I do. I just feel off knowing you won’t be there.”

-Oh that’s right….You weren’t sure you would make it in time to catch the beginning of the match due to a family obligation but you were certain you would get to see the later half of the game.

-Though Daichi didn’t have to know that yet.

-Kissing him again you reassured him that the team didn’t need you to be there to wipe the floor with the other team’s ass, that he didn’t need you there.

-The pout on his lips said otherwise though but he didn’t push it.

-When the time came for the match to begin, he kept glancing at the stands mainly out of habit but also because he half expected you to make it on time.

-No such luck though, you were nowhere to be seen.

- “Oi Daichi focus!!”

-Suga nearly karate chopped him in the stomach when he didn’t stop looking for you.

-Everyone could see that their captain was a little out of it but they chose to keep quiet.

-You on the other hand, were sprinting through the streets of Miyagi to get to your boyfriend’s game as fast as possible, his jersey spurring you forward as you pounded down the school’s courtyard.

-In a flash you were in your regular seat in the very front of the bleachers, chest rising and falling frantically as you tried to catch your breath.

-You took off your jacket and rushed to the railing, tracing the ball with your eyes as the opposing team spiked it right into your boyfriend’s arms.

- “GO DAI!!”

-His eyes found you immediately, quickly shooting down to your chest where the number 1 of his dark jersey rested proudly flushing at the sight.

-The game was over rather quickly after that.

-Daichi was in top form, his receives being immaculate while his serves were on point.

-The first thing he did when he walked out of the lockers was to hug you, hug you so close and tight you could barely breath as he thanked you for coming.

- “You r-really thought I w-would miss this???”

- “........Baby I can’t b-breath.”

Kageyama Tobio

-Flustered babyyyy.

-He will never get used to seeing you in his clothes.

-You have worn his hoodies before and he has had a heart attack every time.

-It reached a point where you thought that he hated seeing you in them and you stopped asking for his hoodies or jackets even if you were cold.

-That caused the frown on his face to deepen and a very shy confession that he indeed loved seeing you in his clothes.

-Ever since that day you always have at least one of his hoodies in your closet.

-Now your relationship is a secret.

-Considering who his teammates are, you both agreed that it would be wise to keep your relationship under wraps, neither of you want to go through their reaction in this lifetime at least.

-Keeping that in mind, you never wore his clothes out in public so you wouldn’t draw unwanted attention to you.

-You go to all his games of course, being his best friend before becoming his girlfriend does that to a person, plus he had convinced you to become a manager alongside Yachi.

-So even if you wanted to skip a game you couldn’t.

-Now that you think of it this must have been part of his plan since now he can be near you all the time.

-You couldn’t bring yourself to be even remotely mad at him, he was just too cute.

-You were so proud of your boys for making it to nationals that you decided to hype them up a bit.

-Convincing both Yachi and Kiyoko you stole three jerseys from the team while they were changing before you took your seats in the sidelines.

-Many would think that you wearing Kageyama’s jersey was a mere coincidence.

-You chose him because he is your best friend, not because something else was going on.

-Sugawara and Tsukishima aren’t most people and you soon found yourself in some hot water with those two.

-Apart from the fact that Kageyama couldn’t look your way without having a stroke, he whipped the floor with the other team, gasps and applause filling the stadium every time he dunked the ball on the other side of the court.

-It got to the point where the other less observant member of the team started noticing the significant difference in his attitude.

- “Kageyama why are you playing so aggressively the ball keeps going like WOOSH and BAM without me even hitting it.”

-Poor boy almost chocked on his water at Hinata’s words and when you went to help him he turned 50 shades of red in a matter of 0.0005 seconds.

-This whole charade ended with your relationship being exposed after Noya begged you to wear his jersey and Tobio wasn’t having it, three nosebleeds and a whole lot of teasing.

-He moved to your room that night despite the fact that the third years kept teasing him about being safe and wrapping it before tapping it.

-Held a small grudge for like five minutes.

Miya Osamu

-Love of my life number 20.

-The superior twin and this will make it evident.

-Atsumu is always being a little shit about your relationship and how you don’t look like a couple cuz you don’t make out in the hallways all the time.

-Em sir excuse you!

-Anyways, you know to ignore him at this point figuring that he’ll get tired and stop but no such luck; he irritates Osamu to no end resulting in one of them needing bandages at the end of practice.

-PDA is not something you are both comfortable with and you prefer small reassuring touches throughout the day.

-This has led to many believing that you two aren’t a couple just like Atsumu says and other people have confessed to you or asked you out WHILE Osamu is with you.

-It doesn’t bother him much since he trusts you but it still tugs at his insecurities.

-And because of those insecurities you get a new wardrobe.

-Literally a whole ass new clothing line made by none other than Osamu Miya himself.

-What is in this new clothing line you ask?

-Osamu’s hoodies and shirts in general.

-Every time he stops by your house he brings a new item of clothing with him, something that he has worn recently and others have seen just to get his message across.

-You aren’t complaining, you love wearing his clothes, they are always so big and they completely swallow you plus they smell like him.

-It’s like you have him with you.

-Now Osamu might not show it often but volleyball stresses him out, like a lot.

-It means the world to his brother and despite their fights and bickering, he loves seeing him happy and if that means he has to play the sport like his life depends on it so be it.

-Osamu would do anything for Atsumu.

-So you can understand the pressure he is under as a spiker.

-His distress is you basically and you give him a small pep talk right before he enters the court.

-Imagine his surprise and pure childish glee when he saw you making your way to him wearing his jersey.

-It reached just above your knee and it made you look so cute he wanted to bottle you up and keep you forever.

-Atsumu and Suna could be heard in the background teasing the living shit out of Osamu who remained frozen in place, the whole stadium turning into white noise as the only thing in his view, the only thing that mattered in that moment, was you.

-He noticed your glare as you told his brother off, saw the way you played with the hem of his jersey as you walked near him and the furrow of your brows when he didn’t answer your calls.

-Wordlessly he enveloped you in a tight hug, picking you off your feet and twirling you around a little bit much to the dismay of his fanbase in the stands.

- “Hi.” “Hey ‘Samu”

- “Whatcha wearin?”

- “Oh this old thing? I figured you might need the motivation.”

- *cue kissing assault*

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madam-turtlerabbitkim · 3 years

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༘𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐋 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓₊˚ˑ༄ 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐓 !!

this man has taken over my mind for today so i decided to make this. i love him. he is perfect. note that these aren’t by the true meaning behind the songs but only the lyrics. with that, enjoy ig 🧍

╰┈➤ ❝ [K/DA - VILLAIN] ❞

must i explain more? the lyrics match him so well and also the snake on his arm just becoming real would be- [ dies ] also the M/V has hella snakes so yuh-

lyrics that fit him the most: " i'll stay so deep inside your brain, and take you somewhere far away. " " do just what i said. i'm straight up villain, straight up villain , yeah no feelin’, yeah no feelin’. " " i'm alive but i'm dead, hear my voice up in your head, watch it fill you full of dread, till you go pow. Is it really a surprise if I'm playing with your mind, and I treat you like prize, then I throw you to the side? " " In control, that's how I like it, and I'm never letting go, nah. never had a soul, so you ain't taking anything from me when you go, nah "

╰┈➤ ❝ [K/DA - I'LL SHOW YOU] ❞

okay okay, a little odd, but lemme explain >:( so, jamil is always pretending to be someone around kalim ( kinda ). always has to obey, gets bad grades on purpose, sucks at anything kalim likes on purpose, etc. but he just wants to be himself.

lyrics that fit him the most:

" wanna be myself, wanna leave this hell. but i know i won’t. stuck in a place between the space of heart and mind. the dreams i chase are in a race against time. " " and i’ll show you what i’m made of, a heart full of fire, looking at a fighter. " " hard on myself, put my heart on a shelf, cause i forget that myself need lovin’ " " don’t let those moments outweigh all other times. they say some moments you wait for all your life. you know the darker the day, the more you shine. you know the darker the day, the more you shine babe. you don’t have to be afraid. "

╰┈➤ ❝ [ALADDIN MOVIE - SPEECHLESS] ❞

UGH HIM SINGING THIS <333 anyways, it makes sense. jamil was always taught to shut the fuck up and obey 😀✋ but, he refused in chapter 4[?] also this song is amazing idk why anyone would stop listening to it like huh 🤨

lyrics that fit him the most: " But I won't cry, And I won't start to crumble. Whenever they try, To shut me or cut me down. I won't be silenced, You can't keep me quiet. Won't tremble when you try it, All I know is I won't go speechless. " " Written in stone, Every rule, every word. Centuries old and unbending. Stay in your place, Better seen and not heard, But now that story is ending. " " Try to lock me in this cage? I won't just lay me down and die. I will take these broken wings, And watch me burn across the sky. "

╰┈➤ ❝ [MELANIE MARTINEZ - CAKE] ❞

yeah so what if i put a more romantic song in here you got a problem 🤨 anyways, if we wanna get romantic in here then imagine jamil having a past lover that was only using him to get closer to kalim </3

lyrics that fit him the most: " You've got all the ingredients, Except you loving me. And respectfully, I'm not a piece of cake for you to just discard, While you walk away with the frosting of my heart.So I'm taking back what's mine, you'll miss, The slice of heaven that i gave to you last night. " " If I am just a piece of cake, I am just a piece of cake (cake), Then, you're just a piece of meat, You're just a piece of meat to me. "

╰┈➤ ❝ [GRANDSON - BLOOD // WATER] ❞

i don’t have a reason except the lyrics lol

lyrics that fit him the most: " Look me in my eyes, Tell me everything's not fine. Or the people ain't happy, And the river has run dry. You thought you could go free, But the system is done for. If you listen real closely, There's a knock at your front door " " Beg me for mercy, Admit you were toxic. You poisoned me just for, Another dollar in your pocket. " " Won't accept your silence, Beg me for forgiveness. " " Money won't solve it. What's your alibi? "

#jamil #jamil viper #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland imagines #twisted wonderland jamil viper

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luminoustico · 5 years

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For End of the Year Writing Meme: All the questions sound super interesting so just use this as an opportunity to answer whatever questions interest you most

So funny story I put this in my drafts to complete in the quiet time of New Year’s Day, but then I forgot about it completely. BRACE YOURSELF.

A. If you could rec a piece of music to accompany one of your fics, what would you pick? Why?

Lies by Marina and the Diamonds, to accompany the latter half of Valse Melancolique. It’s a really good song to show Irene’s POV at that point, especially her reluctance to accept that the webs she’s spun are basically collapsing around her.

“I just want it to be perfect / To believe it’s all been worth the fight,” is the most relevant set of lyrics, IMO.

B. Who’s your favourite side-character from something you wrote?

I really enjoyed writing side characters like Rose and Finn, though Rose just edges it because I’ve been enjoying writing her in Don’t Complicate It. Finn runs a very close second.

C. Get any good comments on your stuff this year?

Sure! All comments are good comments, let’s be real. Unless they’re an obvious troll comment or those “update now!!!” kind of comments. Those aren’t so good.

D. Any drawings or pictures that had a big influence on your writing?

The artwork of the late 18th century and Roberto Ferri definitely influenced the tone of Valse Melancolique. Many scenes from certain stories were driven by a single image I had in my head as well.

E. Who’s your favourite main character you’ve written?

Though I do enjoy delving into Ben/Kylo’s psyche, I enjoy writing Rey more – she’s more enclosed, and I love chipping away at characters to get to their truths.

G. Where do you think you grew the most this year?

Towards the end of the year, I began to realise that writing can actually be fun like it used to be. I’ve been so aware of the way the world is currently that I’ve been convincing myself that my writing must have a message, or it’s not ‘worthy’. I need to understand that I started writing not to pass on any morals or messages, but as a release and a way to find enjoyment in the constant buzz.

H. How do you write? Paper, pen, computer? Music, no music?

All of those. I write on my phone, on my computer, on pen and paper. Music and no music, it depends. Most often I’m listening to a playlist/album which then stops and I cease writing an hour or so later realising I’ve been writing in silence.

I. What’s your favourite work you did this year? Why?

I’m always tempted to answer this kind of question with my most recent story. But I’m going to be really honest and say that star among the stars is a personal favourite. And it’s not just because of the pegging.

J. What are the best jokes you told this year? Any jokes you thought were funny that people didn’t catch? Vice-versa?

I’m completely blanking on this one.

K. Who have you killed this year? Why did they have to die?

Qui-Gon Jinn (to match with canon), Molly and Sherlock (hey it was a story based on Dangerous Liaisons, and I was reading classical Russian literature at the time of plotting) and Kylo Ren a bunch of times (metaphorically).

L. Which character did you most write about this year, and why do you like ‘em?

I wrote more about Rey. As mentioned before, it’s because I like chipping away at a character’s surface but also it’s because I really relate to her, especially in regards to her feelings of loneliness and her tendency to put on ‘a brave face’. Plus I really admire her compassion and her strength. I envy it.

M. Meta! Have any meta about a story you’re dying to throw out there?

Not particularly -- just headcanons and reasons behind why I write what I write. (I’ve never been very good with meta anyway.) I really like it when other people meta my fic, or pick up on something I didn’t! That is an AMAZING feeling.

O. Do you believe in outlines? Show us one!

I do indeed! I love my outlines. For some projects, I’ve got whole folders with docs labelled Initial Ideas, Plot Summary, Chapter Outline, etc. etc. I’ve got my notes app on my phone stuffed up to the gills with mini-outlines. I frequently use my story structure template, which is technically more for screenplays, but the breaking down into acts thing helps my brain figure things out.

P. What are your pet peeves in other people’s work?

When an author relies too much on UST and ruins the pacing. Like, an author drags out the first getting together because they believe that the anticipation is the only thing generating comments. If it’s right to have them bang, have them bang! The awkward morning after is a delicious opportunity for UST -- just a different kind. 9 times out of 10, your readers are there not for the smut because they’re invested in the story and like your writing.

Q. Quote three bits of writing you read this year. Can be your writing, or not.

Let’s mix it up.

“ “Why did you do that?” he demanded as they ducked into a side alley. “What part of ‘keep a low profile’ is difficult for you to understand?”

“I’m a good haggler,” Rey said through a full mouth. She didn’t have any idea what she was eating, and she didn’t care. It took so much effort to chew each bite instead of gulping it down whole. “He was trying to cheat us.”

“You didn’t haggle. You pushed.”

“I did not. Why would I knock him over in the middle of his stand?”

Kylo just stared. “You need a teacher,” he muttered. He watched her eat for a moment, his expression somewhere between thoughtful and disgusted, before taking a bite from one of his own skewers. Disgust won out. ” -- Symmetry and Black Tar by audreyii_fic. (Grumpy smuggler Kylo Ren, spunky scavenger Rey, canon divergence. Excellent.)

“ "Ben," Rey breathes once Kylo's mere inches away. It's the name Luke introduced him with, the only name she knows him by, and he's never bothered to correct her. Why hasn't he corrected her? The question flees from his mind as she closes her eyes and he leans down into the space between them, kissing her full on the lips. It's not gentle, he doesn't know how to be, but she opens for him the way the flowers she loves so much bloom in the sunlight. ” -- the surface of last scattering by diasterisms. (It’s the apocalypse, it’s exactly the right time to meet the love of your life, right? Read for utter devastation.)

“ Rey could spend hours in the Falcon’s inner workings. She’d spent so much time in the belly of hollowed-out Star Destroyers, which were horrific remnants of old worlds, cold and grey. The Falcon is alive, speaking a strange language she’s just about half-deciphered. Sometimes, on days where she misses the connection most and dreams of a boy reaching across the stars to find her, it feels like the Falcon doesn’t want to speak to her. It shuts down. Sparks spit at her, and mechanisms develop odd faults.Today, a jet of steam blows directly in her face, not harmful, but almost like a snarl of 'go away'.

Rey climbs out of the hatch, fetching tools. She works with that fault first.

“I’m not thinking about him,” she promises to no-one but the ship she’s looking after. ” -- If I was born as a blackthorn tree, by me!

R. If you had to rewrite one of your stories from scratch, which one would it be? What would you do to it?

Going to cheat here and head back to 2017. I’d rewrite Two Stars Aligned. What I’d probably do is make it a post-TLJ fic, where Rey and Ben decide to run away after getting involved in a secret relationship, but get shot down by the First Order -- after landing in Giaca, they become embroiled in Game of Thrones style politics and the ruling families, while the Resistance and the First Order conduct searches for them. I’d cut out the weird Force shit and make the redemption arc thing more organic by giving the whole story room to bloody breathe. Two Stars Aligned is actually the reason why I now try to stick to oneshots for exchanges and any anthologies I get involved in.

S. What’s the sexiest thing you wrote this year?

Sexiest thing written in 2018... It’ll have to be the pegging in star among the stars.

T. Themes, motherfucker, do you have them? What are they?

Feminism. Females being allowed to be as fucked-up and broody as the men they love, and perhaps, even broodier. Make women afraid of commitment, 2k19.

U. Any stories that took an abrupt U-turn from where you thought they were going?

If I were a blackthorn tree took a pleasing turn away from the initial outline. The initial idea was lots of secret trysts and stuff like that, but I much prefer the quiet romance with a note of hope at the end that it turned out to be.

V. Which story was the most viscerally pleasing to write? Tell us your narrative kinks.

Huh. Hm. Don’t Complicate It is turning out to be kind of fun to write; when I’m not allowing myself to be crippled by the brain goblins that is (they’re strong lately). It’s a combo of writing a trope/kink I’ve been wanting to write for ages -- A/B/O -- and remembering that it’s okay to have fun with it.

W. Who are your favourite writers?

@kylo-wouldnt-like-those-chips - @conchepcion (every time I think I’m out, she pulls me back in *shakes fist*) - @introspectivenavelgazer - @audreyii-fic - @kylorenvevo - ambiguously - @fettuccine-alfreylo and SO MANY MORE (this post is long enough already!!)

X. What’s your least favourite work of this year?

My least favourite has to be In Cars. It was an ambitious idea, which I didn’t really fulfil, I feel. Curse of being a perfectionist. I want something to be amazing. World-changing! Tear-jerking! I want Vestal virgins to weep golden tears over my words, already delicately transcribed onto ancient parchment by monks. Obviously, that’s an impossible standard, but I can’t help being cross when I don’t reach it.

Y. Why did you write? For fun, for a friend, for acclaim?

During 2018? Mostly for acclaim. It made 2018 a very difficult year for writing, and just a difficult year in general. I’m trying to make sure I have fun during 2019 with this stuff. Striving for perfection is a punishing task that no-one can ever accomplish because perfection doesn’t exist. Contentment does, though. As does happiness. And those should be more important.

Z. If you could choose one work and immediately finish it, what would it be? How would you end it?

I’d finish Sanctum, my priest Kylo fic. I’m split between continuing or rewriting anyway (the rewrite would include relocating the action to the medieval era, around the time Luther wrote that damned essay and pinned it to the church door). But I do know the exact image I want to finish on, which will remain whether I end up rewriting or not. It involves a name, a scrap of material and a rather fetching colour scheme.

Ooh. Cryptic.

#anonymous #answered #end of the year #did i just answer all these q's?#yes #i did #my ego is MASSIVE and i'm so sorry for that #long post for ts

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straykidsramblings · 6 years

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thirty-one days. [day one]

Pairing: Frat Boy!Jungkook x Fem!Reader [college! au]

Genre: fluff

Word Count: ~2.5K

Summary: An exhausted college introvert who wants nothing more than to be left alone, [name] gives Jungkook thirty-one days to prove to her that they should be friends. Jungkook has other plans on his mind: to make her fall for him in thirty-one days.

Author’s note: I usually write in the feminine third person, but feel free to change it to however you wish. I’ll keep reader anatomy mentions to a minimum if any at all.

[0] [1] [2]

january 15.

[name]’s hands worked through her hair, rubbing the towel along her scalp to dry the [favorite shampoo]-scented hair. The sweatshirt she specifically bought one size too large, smothered her in a warmth that she adored. A quick workout followed by a soothing shower was the perfect way to start her morning... except for the fact that it was 7:30 in the morning and she couldn’t exactly get much sleep due to the gnawing reminder that Jeon Jungkook was sleeping right next door.

As stubborn as they come, [name] had refused to listen to her best friends, Jimin and Taehyung. About many things, really, but two were plaguing her current mental state.

A) Jimin warned her to not take an 8 a.m. class, but did she listen? No. Did she heed the advice of the older student, Yoongi? No. Did she learn from laughing at Taehyung as he made the same mistake last semester? Apparently not. Apparently, [name] [last name] was just as dumb as she was stubborn and, because of this, she doomed herself to an 8 a.m. class every Tuesday morning with one of the worst teachers her university had to offer.

B) Jeon Jungkook. Though the words hadn’t been said the night before (after all, you can’t just gossip about someone while they’re standing right in front of you), her best friends’ expressions should have been enough for her. Upon first meeting Jungkook, [name] was absolutely taken with his cute gentleman act. As it turns out, that’s all it was: an act.

With a sigh, [name] reached for her phone to read the texts from her best friends from last night again.

ChimChim: don’t say we didn’t try to warn u

Tae: yeah!! but u were so uwu about him tht we couldn’t ruin ur blissful ignorance

[name]: i hate u both

[name]: ok but other than the fact tht he’s a typical frat boi...

ChimChim: he keeps a list of all the girls he’s “conquered”

[name]: ...as in dated? or...

ChimChim: I leave that up to ur discretion

[name]: lovely. 🙄

Tae: u didn’t actually like him... did u?

[name]: I just met him last night. I don’t think that’s enough time to determine whether or not I like him.

[name]: point is i’m just not gonna get involved w him. not worth the mental or emotional exhaustion.

ChimChim: probs a wise decision.

ChimChim: but if he EVER tries anything with you TELL US.

[name]: Chim, what are u gonna be able to do? Ur the size of a squirrel esp compared to JK.

Tae: I can take him!!

[name]: Tae you had to call me over to your house to kill a bug go build a gingerbread house or somethin

[name]: as much as i love you guys i need to wake up early tmrw so good night <3

Jimin: you stubborn ass 😑😑

[name]’s [eye color] eyes glanced from her phone to the red hoodie that Jungkook had lent her the night before. A groan escaped her lips as she reminisced how close he was to her yesterday, helping her zip up the jacket. Feeling her heart flutter, she lightly slapped her chest.

“No, you stop that!” the young woman hissed at herself.

An alarm on her phone warned her that her class was approaching. Turning off the alarm, she slipped into a pair of jeans and white Converse. In full honesty, she kept the sweatshirt on to keep her warm... and because she was too lazy to change. She grabbed a winter jacket and her backpack, full of supplies and books, and stepped out of her front door.

“Morning.”

The voice that greeted her was definitely not the one she wanted to hear. Turning to her left, she caught the mysterious brown eyes of Jeon Jungkook. Muttering a soft “good morning,” [name] turned to lock her door before setting off to her 8 a.m. class. To her chagrin, Jungkook seemed insistent on having a conversation.

“Where are you off to so early in the morning?” Jungkook asked, taking long strides effortlessly to keep up with the girl who had gotten a headstart.

“To a class,” was the curt response. She kept her eyes trained on the hallway ahead of her.

Although she was fully expecting to have to open the door to the stairwell by herself, Jungkook had beaten her to it. Manners won over her thoughts as she thanked him.

“Would that class happen to be an 8 a.m. class with Mr. Brinkerhoff?” Jungkook purred as the two began their three-floored descent.

Oh, no. Please, no.

[name] cleared her throat in an attempt to silence her thoughts. “If it is?”

With a cheeky smile, Jungkook’s eyes lit up with mischief as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.

“Then, I suppose we really should get used to seeing each other. Every Tuesday morning, bright and early!”

The night before, [name] might have mistaken his smile for innocence, but now, all she saw were the eyes of a predator who was excited to play with his food. [name] made every attempt to stop the disgust and annoyance from showing on her face, but that must have failed.

Jungkook snickered. “Not exactly something you’re looking forward to, I’m assuming?”

[name] made numerous starts to explain herself as the two exited their apartment complex. Biting her bottom lip, [name] found herself at a loss for words.

Finally, she said, “I doubt anyone is looking forward to an 8 a.m. class from Brinks.”

Jungkook hummed in response, knowing fully well that she was lying. “Was it something I said last night?”

[name] rolled her eyes to give him a disapproving look. Jungkook pursed his lips as he pretended to be in thought.

“Or was it the rumors that still seem to be circulating?” Jungkook guessed again.

“Okay, look, maybe I’m just really busy and am definitely not a morning person, and I’m just not looking forward to an 8 a.m. class every Tuesday,” [name] snapped, accelerating her pace slightly.

Jungkook easily matched it. Curse him and his long, stupid legs. “Okay, so definitely the rumors.”

Turning right at an intersection, they continued their leisure stroll to the building for [major] studies. From where she was, [name] could see the top of the building. Their campus was a fairly large size, bordered by a small, quiet town. Classes were about fifteen minutes from her apartment which, for Tuesdays at least, meant fifteen minutes of walking with Jeon Jungkook. Trees grew tall and created shade for students to enjoy on warmer days with picnic blankets or hammocks. In the winter, the lake froze over, and students would, albeit against the rules, ice skate or walk across it (of course, they tested the density first).

[name] turned her head to shoot him a glare. “I never said that.”

Jungkook clicked his tongue. “Ah, but you did. Indirectly, of course. Your reaction said it all.” He took the time to speed up ahead of her just so he could walk backward and watch her face while they walked to the building that was too far away at this point. “You’re really easy to read, you know?”

[name] pouted. “I am not,” she said softly, eyes glancing towards the ground or the sky, or just anywhere that wasn’t his eyes.

“Right now,” Jungkook mused, “you’re thinking that that building could not be any farther away.” That mischievous, arrogant smile returned to his face which only made her want to slap it away.

“Because I’m really lazy and I don’t like walking,” [name] insisted. Her grip on her backpack strip tightened with every half-truth that came out of her mouth.

And Jungkook was buying none of it. “You’re just dying to get away from me. Wow, what nasty rumors are swimming around, I wonder?”

He finally turned his attention to the sky as he probably started imagining what rumors could possibly be circulating that would make [name] feel this uncomfortable around him. And who told her.

Every second that passed, [name] could feel her pace quicken. Brisk steps brought her closer to the building that was soon becoming her safe haven. At this point, she couldn’t decide which was worse: an 8 a.m. class with Brinks, or being alone with Jungkook. Either way, she definitely did not want to be alone.

"Listen--"

At the sound of her voice, Jungkook's complete attention was on the girl who suddenly felt insecure about not drying her hair completely before she left, the girl who was still wearing the sweatshirt she wore to bed.

"I’m-I'm sorry, can you just walk normally?" [name] growled, growing annoyed with the fact that he stared at her with that fake doe-eyed look. Jungkook complied without a complaint, falling in step with her pace once more. [name] sighed. She might as well tell him the truth, leaving out the fact that Jimin and Taehyung were the ones to tell her, of course. "Yes, okay, I am a little bit uncomfortable around you. Yes, I did hear a bad rumor about you." Before he could speak, she cut him off. "Yes, I know not to trust rumors before just talking to the person, but it made sense with your status of frat boy..."

Jungkook waited patiently to see if she had anything else to say. He seemed amused at the very least, but unlike [name], he wasn't as easy to read.

"And then, there's the fact that you are part of a fraternity, and I just don't really socialize with those kinds of people. Or any kind of people, really, but that's not the issue here." Another sigh escaped her lips. Sighs seemed to accompany Tuesdays. "I just don't really know if I even have time to be in a relationship.”

At this, Jungkook finally reacted. In the worst way too. He laughed.

[name] eyed him suspiciously. "I'm sorry, was there something funny in what I just said?"

Jungkook shook his head as if to say no, but his laughter shook his whole body. The few other students roaming around turned to see who was the source of such a loud sound at 8 a.m.

"No, no, I'm sorry. It's just, uh, I never said I wanted to start something with you," Jungkook answered, swallowing any remaining laughter as best as he could.

The heat ran to [name]'s cheeks as realization overcame her. She wanted to find a hole and just hid in it. Maybe the lake was warm enough to crack open beneath her feet. If she asked politely, maybe the ground would just split beneath her. All she wanted right now was to not be with Jeon Jungkook, especially not on the way to an 8 a.m. class with Brinks on a Tuesday morning.

The two continued to walk in silence until they finally reached the building, [name] attempting to ignore Jungkook the rest of the way. When they arrived, [name] made it a point to get to the door before Jungkook could open it for her. They took the flight of stairs to the second floor to find the classroom where Brinks would be teaching. Finding freedom in the fact that other people were even here, [name] took a seat at one of the middle tables, where she could see the board, but not be called out for doodling a little. For some bizarre reason, Jungkook found it absolutely necessary to take the seat next to her.

"I'm sorry," were the first words that came out of his mouth. Good thing, too. "I shouldn't have laughed. That was immature of me."

"You think?" [name] spat, still bitter about the humiliation she just suffered.

"Ouch," Jungkook chuckled softly, clutching his chest playfully. "I'm sorry if I came off that way. I'd really like us to be friends if that's okay."

"I don't know," [name] pondered aloud. It was her turn to be a bit immature. "Should I be friends with a guy who has a list of all the girls he's banged? Gee, I wonder."

"Ah, so that was the rumor," Jungkook murmured under his breath. "That's not true, just so you know."

For the first time since he laughed at her face, [name] looked at Jungkook. Still as beautiful, a bit less egotistical.

Jungkook held up his hands in surrender. "Hey, you said it yourself. Better to hear from the source, right?"

"How do I know you're not lying?"

"Wow, tough crowd, eh? Guess I deserve it," Jungkook speculated. "You probably can't. But you can also choose to trust me when I say I do not have a list of all the girls that I've banged."

[name] said nothing, but started to unpack her notebook and pencil case to take notes. Jungkook waited until she was done, bouncing casually in his seat as if a song from his childhood was stuck in his head. When Mr. Brinkerhoff walked into the classroom at 8:01 a.m. to start his 8:00 a.m. class, Jungkook found himself a bit more anxious to get a reaction out of the girl.

"Let me prove it to you," Jungkook suggested in a hushed tone.

"Prove what to me?"

"That I'm actually a good person," Jungkook replied. "Give me some time to prove to you that we should be friends."

[name] turned it over in her mind. Judging from what she'd seen, she didn't really have any reason to not believe that Jungkook was a good person. After all, if she really did think he was a bad person, she could have easily just gotten up to change seats. Instead, she made a conscious decision to stay where she was, and a part of her knew it wasn't just because she liked the seat. But the humiliation from minutes ago replayed in her mind, filling the capacity of her brain until it was all she could think about. She attempted to ignore the nostalgic heat rush to her cheeks.

"A month," [name] finally whispered. "I will give you thirty days to prove to me that we should be friends."

"Thirty-one days," Jungkook argued with a cheeky grin.

Mr. Brinkerhoff's eyes lingered on them as he continued his lesson. [name] waited until his eyes turned to another unfortunate student who was dozing off in the very back of the classroom.

"Fine, fine!" [name] exclaimed without the use of her vocal cords. "Thirty-one if one day makes that much of a difference to you."

Jungkook's eyes lit up with amusement and excitement, and [name] instantly knew that she would come to regret her decision. But at the moment, she was curious as to how on earth he was going to convince her and what on earth he was going to do.

[name] [last name] was just as dumb as she was stubborn and, because of this, she doomed herself to an 8 a.m. class every Tuesday morning with the one person she had wanted to avoid, Jeon Jungkook.

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