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btxtreads · 4 years

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the world ends with you | choi yeonjun (10)

How can someone fall in love at the most incovenient time?

➴ Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Reader ➴ Rating: R-13 ➴ Word Count: 1.1k ➴ Genre: Multiverse!AU, Fluff, Angst, My usual taehyun is the smartest out of everybody trope ➴ Warnings for this chapter: sad yeonjun, loving friends, apocalypse talk ➴ A/N: yOU GUYS KNOW WHAT IVE REALIZED,,,,, this story is so badly written ooF. Bear with it bls we got two chaps left.

Yeonjun sat on the couch, Y/N in his arms as he looks around at the boys flocking around him. As Soobin prepares coffee for everyone in the house, Beomgyu and Kai busy themselves by fixing new clothes and blankets for everyone. Taehyun sits on the arm chair by the fireplace, eyeing Yeonjun apprehensively. Yeonjun blinks up at him, squirming uncomfortably as he tightens his grip on Y/N.

“Your cousin is staring at me.” Yeonjun muttered into Y/N’s ear, avoiding Taehyun’s gaze.

“You do know that we’re not exactly sure how we’re related, right?” Taehyun spoke from his chair, making Yeonjun glance up at him in surprise.

“Oh, uh, I didn’t know that,” Yeonjun said, smiling awkwardly as Taehyun stood up and starts to pace.

“Tae, you’ll wear the rug out.” Soobin said as he entered the living room, taking a seat on the couch. “Sit down.”

Taehyun turned to Yeonjun, gaping.

“God, I can’t believe it’s you.”

“How exactly is Yeonjun-hyung ending the universe?” Beomgyu asked as he entered the room, blankets in his arms. Kai followed behind him, blinking in confusion.

“Universes.” Taehyun corrected before turning to Yeonjun and pointing. “Yeah, that’s how dangerous you are.”

“What? Are you going to kill me, too?” Yeonjun asked in confusion as Y/N raised her head from his neck.

“Taehyun, stop,” She hissed. “and sit down.”

The boy stopped his pacing, turning over to the girl with narrow eyes before plopping down on the couch next to Hueningkai with a distinct pout. There was a moment of silence, all boys watching as Y/N and Taehyun exchanged glares, almost urging each other to begin speaking.

“Are you guys just expecting us to understand this telepathic conversation or…?” Hueningkai mumbled, looking over at Y/N and Taehyun.

Finally, YN sighed. She clambered off of Yeonjun’s lap and wrung her hands.

“I—“ She bit her lip, taking a sharp inhale. “So, you all know that I came from another universe. It’s not the only one.”

“It’s a sentient being with many branches and many timelines—sometimes the people in those timelines can talk to each other and go to each other’s worlds. Sometimes those people stay in each other’s world and make families—with generations who can look into each other’s universes.” Taehyun explained. “There are families like ours, where some people went to Y/N’s universe and made their own branches of our family there.”

“I’ve been dreaming about tonight for a long while,” Y/N said, intertwining her hands with Yeonjun. “and I’ve realized recently that the universe made a mistake by letting Yeonjun live.”

Soobin furrowed his eyebrows, raising his hand. Taehyun rolled his eyes and shot Soobin a pointed look.

“Hyung, we’re not in school—just talk.” Taehyun dead-panned, rolling his eyes as Soobin shot him a glare.

“What do you mean by ‘it made a mistake’?” Soobin asked.

“He’s dangerous—too powerful, more than the universe, in fact.” Y/N sighed as she turned to the boy beside her. “His mind works in different ways—he can make and destroy universes in a flash, with just an idea. There’s an apocalypse that’s going to happen because the universe is trying to reverse the error it made—by deleting all the universes, it deletes Yeonjun. No danger, no competition.”

Beomgyu winced as he stood up and walked over to the window while the rest of them sat in silence to mull over the information. The brunette tugged the curtain apart slightly, blinking at the red skies. A loud crash of thunder makes all of them jump, turning over to look at Beomgyu.

“An apocalypse, huh?” Beomgyu said, turning over to his friends. “I think it’s here.”

Yeonjun gulped, squeezing Y/N’s hand and gazing apologetically at everyone.

“I’m sorry,” Yeonjun spoke softly, lowering his eyes. “I didn’t want this.”

“We know, hyung.” Hueningkai smiled sadly, shrugging. “I think it’s cool that I’m friends with you.”

Yeonjun smiled softly at him before furrowing his eyebrows and turning over to Y/N.

“So, the man that tried to kill me—“

“Had this hero complex—he thinks by killing you he saves the universes.” Taehyun said. “I think he’s like me and Y/N, only crazy.”

“The thing is, Jun, you didn’t die.” Y/N added.

“Why?” Soobin asked, fiddling with his fingers. “We saw him, he had a slit throat. He lost too much blood to survive.”

Yeonjun furrowed his eyebrows, mulling over the information.

“Because he’s too strong to die,” Beomgyu gasped, walking over. “That’s what the apocalypse is for—the universe knows that the only way to kill you is to die with the universes.”

“Or if I die in this universe,” Yeonjun said, gasping. “with this universe.”

There was a moment of silence that followed that statement again, the heavy truth settling in on all six of them.

“There-There’s no other option, is there?” Soobin muttered softly.

“I-I’m sorry,” Yeonjun spoke, avoiding the tall boy’s sympathetic smile.

“It’s okay, I understand.” Soobin said, standing up. “You’re my best friend and my hyung—I’ll always have your back.”

Yeonjun looked up at the taller boy, who spared him one final smile as her turned his back on him.

“I should call mom,”

“Me too,” Hueningkai said. “I guess I should call my sisters.”

Y/N shot Taehyun a glance as Yeonjun close his eyes, taking a deep breath.

“Maybe we should too, Beomgyu.” Taehyun spoke, getting the message as he stood up and dragged Beomgyu away from the window.

Once all the boys were gone, Y/N turned to Yeonjun. She grasped his face in her hands and lifted it up. The boy opened his eyes, showing Y/N his tear-filled gaze.

“Hi,” Y/N whispered, closing her eyes as Yeonjun leaned forward to give her a soft kiss.

“I’m sorry,” Yeonjun mumbled as he pulled away to lean his forehead on hers. “I didn’t want this.”

“I know, I understand. We all do, baby.” Y/N sighed, running her thumb across his cheek. “It isn’t your fault.”

“I-I was made to die.”

“No,” Y/N shook her head, raising his head to lock gazes with her. “Look at me.”

Yeonjun held back his soft sobs as Y/N brushed his tears away.

“Baby, why do you still love me? Why did you come back?” Yeonjun asked. “I’m a monster.”

“You are not a monster—You’re my boyfriend.” Y/N whispered firmly. “You’re Choi Yeonjun—You’re the love of my life. You’re a good person.”

“Am I?”

“You are,” Y/N confirmed pressing a soft peck on his forehead. “and I know you’ll do the right thing.”

“What is the right thing?” Yeonjun asked weakly, his hands moving to her waist.

“I don’t know yet,” Y/N mumbled, brushing his hair back as she smiled—holding back her own tears. “But right now, it’s staying here with me.”

Yeonjun kissed her again.

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imdoingthismspaintadventure · 5 years

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Worm 2.6 - In which we meet up with the Undersiders

I showed up in costume. I didn’t care if they thought it was rude or paranoid, I would rather be capable of surviving having a knife pulled on me than play nice.

I said it last update and I’ll say it again: Taylor’s being really smart while making a very dumb decision

I had caught a bus from the library to my house and put my costume on under my clothes. Most of the armor panels of my costume were separate pieces, held in place by straps that ran into slits in the fabric of the costume. Not all of them were, though.

I really appreciate how badass and complex her costume is, having made it 100% herself! It’s probably on par with some professional ones!

I’d made some of the armor part of the bodysuit, I’d made narrow, rigid sections of armor running along the center of my chest, back, shins, wrists, hips and the tops of my shoulders. so that when I strapped the larger pieces on, grooves on the underside of the armor would fit over them and help keep them from flopping around.

And now it seems she has improved it, keeping it both practical and protective. I love it.

I checked myself in the mirror before I left, and didn’t think anyone would notice unless I held a strange posture and they were paying a great deal of attention to what I was wearing. I wore loose fitting clothes over the costume, – one of my larger pairs of jeans and a sweatshirt, and even with that, I felt painfully conspicuous

So she’s wearing casual clothes over her costume, and the costume is working right now as a kind of bulletproof vest while she goes to meet them, where she will presumably change to being fully suited. And going with civilian clothes and then changing out of view is a good way to protect her secret identity.

Taylor’s showcasing the appropriate amount of caution with this crazy plan.

I changed much the way I had the previous night, finding an empty alley, quickly pulling on my mask, pulling off my outer clothes, and stuffing the clothes into one of my dad’s old backpacks. I’d hidden the backpack before I went patrolling last night, but today, I opted to take it with me. I headed out the other end of the alley.

Aaand changed! Full costume mode now! The bug girl from the other day is back!

When I was a short distance away from the site of last night’s brawl, I sent a dozen flies out to scout. I focused on what they were sensing.

I never realized just how excellent bug control would be for scouting ahead and cheking your surroundings.

I get the feeling this serial is going to ruin every other bug-based power in media for me, especially the ones that use it only for offense.

Bugs, it probably goes without saying, sense things in a very different way than we do. More than that, they sense and process things at a very different speed. The end result was that the signals my power were able to translate and send to me in a way my brain could understand were muted. Visual information came through as ink blot patches of monochrome light and dark, alternating between fuzzy and overly sharp. Sound was almost painful to focus on, breaking down to bass vibrations that made my vision distort and high pitch noises that weren’t unlike nails on a chalkboard. Multiply that by a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, and it was overwhelming. When my power was new to me, I hadn’t been able to hold back. The sensory overload had never actually hurt me, even at its worst, but it had made me flat out miserable. These days, I had that part of my power turned off a good ninety nine percent of the time.

This is actually really interesting! It seems her power let’s her see and hear through her bugs but doesn’t actually translate it to human terms

As such all she can see through one bug’s eyes are monochrome light and dark patches and all she can hear is distorted noises. And all of that multiplied by every single bug she has which amounts to a kaleidoscopic maelstrom of disruptive imputs that incoveniences more than helps.

It’s fortunate that she can turn that part of her power off, cause it could almost be crippling otherwise!

My preferred method of sensing things through my bugs was touch. It wasn’t that their sense of touch translated much better than the hearing or sight part of things, but had more to do with the fact that I could tell where they were in relation to me. I was acutely aware when they were very still, if they were moving, or if something else was moving them. That was one thing that translated well.

Touch does work well though! So she can basically know where everything surrounding her is, based on where the insects she sent landed on; and she could also theoretically track the movements of people and their positions in relation to her. Not bad!

If she could interpret the other imputs she could have big brother-like control of all of her surroundings! I think this aspect of her power is far stronger than the pure offensive capability her swarm gives her.

So as I sent the bugs out to scout, the twelve sets of compound eyes first identified the trio as blurry silhouettes atop a larger, more defined shadow, backlit by a flare of white that had to be the sun. I directed the flies closer, towards the ‘heads’ of the figures, and they touched down on skin. None of the three were wearing masks, which I deemed reason to believe Tattletale had been telling the truth. They weren’t in costume. There was no guarantee that the three were really Tattletale, Grue and Regent, but I felt confident enough to head around to the fire escape and climb up to the roof.

Huh so they did show up without their costume after all! That at least shows they are somewhat honest, even if it could still be a ploy. Seems like Taylor is going up to meet them!

It was them, no doubt. I recognized them even without their costumes. Two guys and a girl. The girl had dirty blonde hair tied back into a loose braid, a smattering of freckles over the bridge of her nose and the same vulpine grin I recognized from the night prior. She wore a black long sleeved t-shirt with a grafitti-style design on it and a knee length denim skirt. I was surprised by the bottle-glass green of her eyes.

So this is Tattletale then! Without her costume! She sounds very cute! I love that her vulpine grin is again the most defining characteristic. She changes her hairstyle in her civilian identity huh? That’s such a small detail but a realistic one, cause she is probably the one that has to hide her identity the most! The other ones all had full masks and other things to hide their identity, while she had a domino mask.

The smaller and younger of the two guys – about my age – was undoubtedly Regent. I recognized the mop of black curls. He was a good looking guy, but not in a way that would make me say he was handsome. He was pretty, with a triangular face, light blue eyes and full lips pulled into a bit of a scowl. I pegged him as having French or Italian heritage. I could see where he would have girls all over him, but I couldn’t say I was interested, myself. The pretty boys – Leonardo Decaprio, Marcus Firth, Justin Beiber, Johnny Depp – had never done it for me. He was wearing a white jacket with a hood, jeans and sneakers, and was perched on the raised lip at the edge of the roof, a bottle of cola in hand.

Regent is european! Has a pretty face and a lean body, which seems like it’s not Taylor’s type, but she could understand how other people might fall for him. He’s currently chilling with a cola bottle on the roof which is a mood.

Interesting to see both Tattletale and Regent in such a casual way, after learning they were extremely misterious online.

Grue was startling in appearance, by contrast. Taller than me by at least a foot, Grue had dark chocolate skin, shoulder length cornrows and that masculine lantern jaw you typically associated with guy superheroes. He wore jeans, boots and a plain green t-shirt, which struck me as a bit cold for the spring. I did note that he had considerable muscle definition in his arms. This was a guy who worked out.

Grue is jacked up! Has a full-on superhero physique and jawline, even though he is a villain. He’s also black and rocking some badass cornrows!

He seemed the most straight-foward and direct of all of them last time, and was the one who approached Taylor.

“And she arrives,” Tattletale crowed, “Pay up.”

Regent’s scowl deepened for a second, and he fished in his pocket for a wad of bills, which he forked over to Tattletale.

“You bet on whether I would show up?” I ventured.

“We bet on whether you would come in costume,” Tattletale told me. Then, more to Regent than to me, she said, “and I won.”

“Again,” Regent muttered.

Oh they are really fun

Seems like these two are the more playful ones of the group, and Tattle still seems really sharp with her guesses!

“It’s your own fault for taking the bet in the first place,” Grue said, “Even if it wasn’t Tattle, it was a sucker bet. Showing up in costume makes too much sense. It’s what I would do.” He had a nice voice. It was an adult voice, even if his appearance gave me the sense of a guy in his late teens.

And Grue seems to be the most careful and professional out of all of them.

Also this further supports my theory of Tattletale having some crazy mind power.

He extended his hand to me, “Hey, I’m Brian.”

I shook his hand, he wasn’t shy about shaking my hand firmly. I said, “You can call me Bug, I guess. At least, until I come up with something better, or until I decide this isn’t an elaborate trick.”

He shrugged, “Cool.” There wasn’t the slightest trace of offense at my suspicion. I almost felt bad.

I like Brian. I think he likes that Taylor is also being very careful. Also, are you really going to call yourself “Bug”?

“Lisa,” Tattletale introduced herself. She didn’t offer me her hand to shake, but I think it would have felt out of place if she had. It wasn’t that she seemed unfriendly, but she didn’t have the same aura of geniality about her that Grue did.

Lisa is a good name. Also yeah Brian seems effortlessly friendly.

With how nice they are being, it’s easy to forget these guys are teenage villains

“I’m Alec,” Regent informed me, with a quiet voice, then he added, “And Bitch is Rachel.”

“Rachel is sitting this one out,” Grue said, “She didn’t agree with the aim of our meeting, here.”

Alec huh? He’s still being quite reserved. Also seems like Rachel didn’t really care about meeting new possible members or was even against it.

Seems she really is antisocial, as her page said.

“Which raises the question,” I cut in, “What is the aim of this meeting? I’m a little weirded out with you guys revealing your secret identities like this, or at least, pretending to.”

“Sorry,” Grue… Brian apologized, “That was my idea. I thought we would make a token show of trust.”

Behind the yellow tinted lenses of my mask, my eyes narrowed, flicking from Lisa to Alec to Brian. I couldn’t draw any conclusions from their expressions.

Huh, I initially thought this was a strategic maneuver but now I’m thinking that this was actually genuine.

“Why, exactly, do you need my trust?” I asked.

Brian opened his mouth, then closed it. He looked to Lisa, who bent down and picked up a plastic lunchbox. She held it out to me.

“I said we owed you. All yours, no strings attached.”

Oh, are they repaying her for the accidental favor she did to them the other day??

Without taking the box, I tilted my head to get a better look at the front, “Alexandria. She was my favorite member of the Protectorate when I was a kid. Is the lunchbox collectable?”

Oooh new name!! She’s a member of the protectorate, like Armsmaster was! She seems to be a long-time member given that Taylor was a big fan when she was a kid.

Alexandria...makes me think of Alexander the Great or the Alexandrine syllabic meter, or even the library of Alexandria, which all give feelings of past glories and idealized might. It just sounds grand.

“Open it,” Lisa prompted me, with a roll of her eyes.

I took it. From the weight and the motion of the contents inside it, I immediately had a pretty good idea of what it was. I undid the clasps and opened the box.

“Money,” I breathed, caught off guard by suddenly having so much in my hands. Eight stacks of bills, tied with paper bands. Each of the paper bands had a number written on it in permanent marker. Two fifty each…

Lisa answered before I had the number totaled up in my head, “Two grand.”

I closed the box and did the clasps. With no idea what to say, I stayed silent.

Woah that is a lot!

They seem to indeed be succesful if they can throw around these kinds of gifts!

“You have two choices,” Lisa explained, “You can take that as a gift. A thank you for, intentionally or not, saving our ass from Lung last night. And maybe a bit of incentive to count us among your friends when you’re out in costume and doing dastardly deeds.”

Her grin widened, as if she’d said something she found amusing. Maybe it was the irony of a villain talking about ‘dastardly deeds’, or how corny the phrase was

Oh fuck Lisa 150% knows about Taylor’s heroic intentions, at least on that night. With how much fun she had at the suggestion of Taylor doing “dastardly deeds”.

Whether she knows about this whole new plan of hers is another story. but this is indeed alarming.

She elaborated, “Between territory disputes, differences in ideology, general power struggles and egos, there’s a rare few people in the local villain community who won’t attack us on sight.”

“And the second option?” I asked.

“You can take this as your first installment in the monthly allowance you’re entitled to as a member of the Undersiders,” Brian spoke up, “As one of us.”

Undersiders huh? Interesting name, very teen group. I imagine it in an urban tag style. I like it.

So her options are to either take the money and leave (and be on friendlier tems if they meet again) or join their group

Something tells me Taylor’s gonna pick number two here, with that whole plan she had. Ooooh boy.

I shifted my gaze between the three of them, looking for the joke. Lisa still had a bit of a smile, but I was getting the impression that was her default expression. Alec looked a little bored, if anything. Brian looked dead serious. Damn.

That seems very in character with how little we know of them. Lisa the playful, Brian the earnest, and Alec the laid-back.

“Two thousand a month,” I said.

“No,” Brian cut in, “That’s just what the boss pays us, to stick together and to stay active. We make, uh, considerably more than that.”

o.o Holy shit.

Also they do have a boss!!

Lisa smirked, and Alec chuckled as he swished the contents of his coke bottle. I made mental note at the mention of this ‘boss’.

Lisaa what are you thinking about!!

Also good on Taylor for catching that.

Not wanting to get sidetracked, I quickly thought through the earlier part of our conversation in the context of the job offer.

I asked, “So Bitch didn’t come because she was against the, er, recruitment?”

“Yeah,” Alec said, “We voted on it, and she said no.”

Yikes, if she joins, Rachel miight be a problem.

“On the plus side, the rest of us voted yes,” Brian hurried to add, giving Alec a dirty look, “She’ll come around. She always votes against adding new members to the group, because she doesn’t want to divide the money five ways.”

“So you’ve done this recruiting thing before,” I concluded.

“Uh, yeah,” Brian looked a touch embarrassed, he rubbed the back of his neck, “It didn’t go well. We tried with Spitfire, and she got scared off before we even got to the job offer. Our fault, for bringing Rachel along that time.”

“And then she got recruited by someone else,” Alec added.

Seems like Brian really wants to recruit more people to their team and they have been trying without much success before.

Spitfire seems like an obvious fire-based power with that name. Seems like Rachel was toxic enough to make her reconsider and join another team.

uuuh considering your history at school are you sure you want to do this??

“Yeah,” Brian shrugged, “She got snagged by Faultline before we got a second chance. We’ve made an offer to Circus, too, and she told us in no uncertain terms that she worked alone.”

“Taught me a few new curse words while she did it, too,” Alec said.

“She was pretty vocal about how she flies solo,” Brian admitted.

More people!

We got Circus, who has a potty mouth and likes to operate solo, and Faultline, who also recruits!

Umm, Circus makes me think illusion-based powers? Or like body contortion? Maybe?

Faultline could be earth-based, earthquake related and such

“So you’re going the extra mile, with no costumes as a show of trust and a cash bonus up front, to get me to join,” I said, as the pieces came together.

“That’s the gist of it,” Brian agreed, “Long and short of it is, especially with Lung taken out of action and the ABB diminished by his being gone, there’s bound to be some pushing and shoving over territory and status among the various gangs and teams. Us, Faultline’s Crew, the remaining ABB, Empire Eighty-Eight, the solo villains, and any out of town teams or gangs that figure that they can worm in and grab a piece of the Bay. If it comes down to it, we want firepower. We haven’t screwed up a job yet, but the way us three figure it, it’s only a matter of time before we end up stuck in a fight we can’t win, with Bitch as the only one of us who can really dish out the hurt.”

WORLDBUILDING TIME

It seems that Lung’s defeat caused a power vacuum, and now there are a lot of villain groups trying to fill it.

-Faultline’s Crew, presumably led by the aforementioned Faultline

-The rest of the ABB (Bakuda and Oni Lee I believe? )

-Empire Eighty-Eight, which I have no idea what it is about, but it has Empire on the title so that doesn’t sound good.

-Random Villains

-The Undersiders (with their “boss” leading them? )

It sounds like the events of the other day caused a big mess!!

“I just don’t get why you want me,” I said, “I control bugs. That’s not going to stop Alexandria, Glory Girl or Aegis.”

More names!!

Alexandria, which makes me even more certain that she’s really really powerful

Glory Girl, which sounds like she’s revered and mighty

Aegis, which probably has some sort of super-defense, based on that name

And yeah Taylor probably wouldn’t do much against a high-ranking hero, to be honest, discounting the fact that she doesn’t want to go that road

“You fucked up Lung,” Lisa shrugged as she spoke, “Good enough for me.”

“Um, not really,” I replied, “In case you missed it, you’re the ones who stopped him from executing me last night. That just goes to prove the point I was making.”

“Honey,” Lisa said, “Entire teams of capes have gone up against Lung and got their asses handed to them. That you managed as well as you did is fantastic. The fact that the asshole is lying in a hospital bed because of you is the icing on the cake.”

Oh what??

I thought she only distracted and weaked his group! He’s in the hospital because of her? Because of the poison?

My reply stopped before it even left my mouth. I only managed a dumb, “Hunh?”

“Yeah,” Lisa raised an eyebrow, “You do know which bugs you had biting him, right? Black Widow, Brown Recluse, Browntail Moth, Mildei, Fire Ants-”

“Yeah,” I cut her off, “I don’t know the official names, but I know exactly what bit him, what stung him and what the venoms do.”

“So why are you surprised? A couple of those bugs would be fucking dangerous if they bit just once, but you had them bite several times. Bad enough, but when Lung came into custody they had him checked over by the docs, and the idiot doctor in charge said something like, ‘Oh, well, these do look like bug bites and stings, but the really venomous ones don’t bite multiple times. Let’s arrange to check on him in a few hours’.”

OH GOD

Tayor did you almost poison him to death accidentaly??

This was a regenerative dragon of hell and you almost KILLED HIM!! With bugs

Your power is a lot more fearsome than I thought

I could tell where the story was going. I put my hands over my mouth, whispering, “Oh my god.”

Tattletale grinned, “I can’t believe you didn’t know.”

“But he regenerates!” I protested, dropping my hands, “Toxins aren’t supposed to be even one percent as effective against people who heal like he does.”

Oh my fuck did you go absolutely ham on him because he “could regenerate”?

This is lowkey hilarious. You almost stomped Lung accidentaly! Granted you almost died later buuut..

“They’re effective enough, I guess, or his healing stopped working somewhere along the line” Lisa told me, “By the time they got to him, the big guy was just beginning to suffer from large scale tissue necrosis. His heart even stopped a few times. You do remember where you had the bugs bite him?”

I closed my eyes. I could see my reputation going down the tubes. One of the spiders I had been using was the brown recluse. Arguably the most dangerous spider in the United States, more than even the black widow. A single bite from a brown recluse could make a good chunk of the flesh around the bite blacken and rot away. I’d had my bugs biting Lung in the more sensitive parts of his anatomy.

“Let’s just say that even with the ability to heal several times faster than your average person, Lung is going to be sitting down to use the toilet.”

Okay first off:

BROWN RECLUSES ARE A BIG FUCKING NOPE. Thank god I don’t have any over here

Second:

DID YOU JUST ROT HIS DICK OFF??

“Okay, that’s enough,” Brian stopped Lisa before she could go on, “Lung is going to recover, right?”

With the look Brian was giving Lisa, I thought she might lie, regardless of the truth. She shrugged and told me, “He’s already recuperating. Slowly, but he’s on the mend, and he should be in good working order in six months to a year.”

“You’d better hope he doesn’t escape,” Alec said, his voice still quiet but bemused, “Because if someone made my man bits fall off, I’d be out for blood.”

Oh god he’s gonna be so pissed.

If he ever escapes you would have a giant scaly dragon wanting nothing more than to turn you into ashes.

Good results for your first night out!

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose, “Thank you for that, Alec. Way you two are going, our potential recruit is going to run off to have a panic attack before the idea of becoming an Undersider even crosses her mind.”

“How do you know this?” I asked, within a heartbeat of the thought crossing my mind. When Brian turned my way with an expression like he thought he had said something to offend me, I clarified, “Tattletale, or Lisa, or whatever I’m supposed to call you. How do you know this stuff about Lung… or about the fact that I was at the Library, or that the cape was on his way, last night?”

Yess, tell us about your precognitive or psychic abilities Lisa!

“Library?” Brian interjected, giving Lisa another dark look.

Lisa ignored Brian’s question and winked at me, “Girl’s gotta have her secrets.”

“Lisa’s half the reason we haven’t failed a job yet,” Alec said.

“And our boss is a large part of the rest,” Lisa finished for him.

Huh! so the boss is also a factor for success.

Interesting

“So you say,” Brian grumbled, “But let’s not go there.”

Lisa smiled at me, “If you want the full scoop, I’m afraid the details on what we do only come with team membership. What I can tell you is that we’re a good group. Our track record is top notch, and we’re in it for fun and profit. No grand agenda. No real responsibility.”

Huh so they are keeping the full details for when she’s an active member of the group. That’s smart of them.

Also are they really just a group trying to make money out of petty theft and heists. No hidden agenda? Not even of the boss? Hmmm...

I pursed my lips, behind my mask. While I had picked up some info, I felt like I had a lot more questions. Who was this boss they mentioned? Was he or she setting up other teams of highly successful villains, in Brockton Bay or elsewhere? What made these guys as effective as they were, and was it something I could steal or copy for myself?

The theory that their boss is playing sponsor to a series of low-level criminal groups could be true actually! I got a feeling that there’s something to this boss beyond what these guys said.

Also you’re already looking how to minmax their way of working into something that can work for you? You’re very good at finding uses for everything.

It wasn’t like I was signing the deal in blood or anything. I stood to gain so much.

“Alright then, count me in,” I told them.

Oh god Wildbow was there a way to make that first phrase any more ominous?

Taylor what have you done?

#worm parahumans #worm asks #parahumans #wildbow #worm liveblog #parahumans liveblog #arc 2 #Worm 2.6

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lillibabble · 4 years

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You can find the originals HERE

ABCs of your OCs a list of oc questions in alphabetical categories - i made each category based on the first word I could think of in alphabetical order, so enjoy!

A: Aptitude 1. what are your oc’s natural abilities, things they’ve been doing since young?

Cath likes to sing, though maybe not infront of anyone.

2. what activities have they participated in?

Klaus keeps a close eye on her, but she does enjoy archery

3. what abilities do they have that they’ve worked for?

Archery. She’s a horrible shot.

4. what things are they bad at?

She doesn’t have the patience for art

5. what is their most impressive talent?

She can actually carry a tune quite nicely

B: Basics 1. what is their hair color?

Very dark brown, almost black

2. what is their eye color?

Brown

3. how tall are they?

Five foot even

4. how old are they?

Almost 23

5. how much do they weigh?

C: Comfort 1. how do they sit in a chair?

It depends. If Klaus is in the room she sits with good posture, if not she has her legs folded up under her

2. in what position do they sleep?

With lots of pillows and wrapped around most of them.

3. what is their ideal comfort day?

Wake up, shower, put pjs on, eat some breakfast, read most of the day, lunch, take a warm bath, read some more, nap, dinner, sleep

4. what is their major comfort food? why?

She loves warm chocolate chip cookies straight from the oven. They make her feel warm all over.

5. who is the best at comforting them when down?

Probably Klaus or Bo

D: Decoration 1. how would they decorate a house if they had one under their name?

I’m not sure if there is a stylistic name for it but its a mix of semi girly and minimalistic.

2. how would they decorate their child’s room?

Probably similarly

3. how do they decorate their own room?

Still kinda girly, maybe a tad bit of what she would call messy

4. what type of clothes and accessories do they wear?

Lots of sweaters. Put together comfyish but she knows how to dress fancy if she needs to.

5. do they like makeup/nail/beauty trends?

Sometimes? She picks at her nails so they don’t get too long but she wears a little bit of makeup. She likes to watch videos on makeup but isn’t necissarily into it

E: External Personality 1. does the way they do things portray their internal personality?

She’s extremely meticulous in how she does things. Everything has an order to be done.

2. do they do things that conform to the norm?

Internally? yes. Externally? not really?

3. do they follow trends or do their own thing?

She likes to fit it

4. are they up-to-date on the internet fads?

Some of them

5. do they portray their personality intentionally or let people figure it out on their own?

She doesn’t pretend to be mysterious, but she’s not screaming her business at others either

F: Fun 1. what do they do for fun?

She hangs out with Quinn, explored with Bo

2. what is their ideal party?

No party

3. who would they have the most fun with?

Quinn and Kenzie

4. can they have fun while conforming to rules?

Ofcourse she can

5. do they go out a lot?

Not really, no

G: Gorgeous 1. what is their most attractive external feature?

Probably her smile

2. what is the most attractive part of their personality?

She’s super friendly and laughs a lot

3. what benefits come with being their friend?

Her dad is a vampire?

4. what parts of them do they like and dislike?

She likes her hair and her eyes, she doesn’t like her hands

5. what parts of others do they envy?

She wishes she had Quinns focus and Kenzie’s curls

H: Heat 1. do they rather a hot or cold room?

Klaus keeps the house fairly cold and she’s okay with that. She hates being too hot.

2. do they prefer summer or winter?

Winter

3. do they like the snow?

4. do they have a favorite summer activity?

Icecream!

5. do they have a favorite winter activity?

Walking in the snow when everything is silent

I: In-the-closet 1. what is their sexuality?

Straight

2. have they ever questioned their sexuality?

Not really, no

3. have they ever questioned their gender?

Nope

4. would/was their family be okay with them being LGBT?

Probably. He’s been around for hundreds of years, he’s seen it all.

5. how long would/did it take for them to come out?

She’s straight.

J: Joy 1. what makes them happy?

Dreamsicles, denim jackets that smell like whisky, wool winter coats and how they’re scratchy to touch, cooking with her dad, Jorie singing somewhere in the house, the satisfying sound a crossbow makes when you knock it, the smell of books old or new

2. who makes them happy?

Bo, Quinn, Klaus

3. are there any songs that bring them joy?

She likes anything upbeat

4. are they happy often?

Yes

5. what brings them the most joy in the world?

Cara and Bo

K: Kill 1. have they ever thought about suicide?

NO!

2. have they ever thought about homicide?

3. if they could kill anyone without punishment, would they? who?

Geezus lighten up

4. who would miss them if they died?

Klaus, Bo...a lot of people

5. who would be happy they died, anyone?

Kai maybe

L: Lemons 1. what is their favorite fruit?

Oranges

2. what is their least favorite fruit?

Red apples, she likes green and yellow

3. are there any foods they hate?

Shellfish

4. do they have any food intolerances?

Shellfish

5. what is their favorite food?

When Klaus makes cajun food its just...-chef kiss- He never eats it though......

M: Maternal 1. would they want a daughter or a son?

Either

2. how many children do they want?

Maybe just one

3. would they be a good parent?

Of ofcourse

4. what would they name a son? what would they name a daughter?

Finn or Cara

5. would they adopt?

Probably. She was adopted, so why not

N: Never Have I Ever 1. what would they never do?

Hurt someone intentionally

2. what have they never done that they want to do?

Write a book

3. is there anything they absolutely can’t believe people do?

Kill eachother

4. what is the most embarrassing thing they’ve done?

Its hard to pick just once

5. have they done anything they thought they’d never do?

Fell in love

O: Optimism 1. are they optimistic or pessimistic?

Optimistic

2. are they openly optimistic, throwing it on others?

Sometimes

3. are they good at giving advice?

Not at all, no

4. is there anyone in their life that throws optimism on them?

Jorie probably

5. were they always optimistic?

Pretty much

P: Personality 1. what is their best personality trait?

She’s happy most of the time

2. what is their worst personality trait?

She overthinks everything

3. what of their personality do others love?

She’s always willing to help

4. what of their personality do others envy?

I unno

5. do they hate anything about their personality/about other’s personalities?

She hates that Kai is such a douche. She doesn’t like that Klaus holds onto her so tightly

Q: Questions 1. do they ask for help?

When she needs it

2. do they ask questions in class?

Sometime

3. do they answer questions that make them a little uncomfortable?

Sometimes

4. do they ask weird questions?

Oh yes

5. are they curious?

Almost to a fault

R: Rules 1. do they follow rules?

Most of the time

2. would they be a strict or laid-back parent?

In the middle? She lets Cara be herself and learn on her own but also knows when to draw boundaries

3. have they ever been consequenced for breaking a rule?

Oh yes

4. have they broken any rules they now regret breaking?

Not really

5. do they find any rules they/others follow absolutely ridiculous?

Eh? She thinks that some of the incovenience her but knows they are there for a reason

S: Streets 1. are they street-smart?

Lolno

2. would they give money to someone on the streets?

Probably

3. have they ever gotten in a fight on the streets?

Nah

4. has anything happened to them on the streets?

Everything from being tracked to almost being eaten

5. are they cautious when out?

She likes to think she is

T: Truth 1. are they honest?

Most of the time

2. can they tell if someone is lying?

If she knows them well enough

3. is it obvious when they’re lying?

She will bite her lip or pick at her nails

4. have they lied about anything they regret lying about?

She probably should have been honest when she found out she was pregnant

5. have they told truths that have been spread against their will?

Not so far

U: Underdog 1. have they been bullied?

A little

2. have they bullied anyone?

3. have they been physically attacked by a bully?

4. have they ever been doubted?

Yes

5. have they surprised people with being good at something?

V: Vomit 1. do they vomit often?

She has a weak stomach

2. do they get lots of stomach aches?

Not really

3. are they good at comforting someone ill?

She has good bedside manner but as soon as someone starts extreting any sort of substance shes gonna puke

4. what do they like as far as comfort goes?

She likes to be held

5. do they burp, cough, or hiccup most when nauseous? when vomiting?

What?

W: Water

1. do they drink enough water?

Thats really all she drinks

2. have they learned to swim?

Nope

3. do they like to swim?

Nope

4. can they dive?

Nope!

5. can they swim without holding their nose?

Nope

X: Xylophone 1. what is their favorite genre of music?

Folk probably

2. do they have a favorite song?

It changes

3. do they have a favorite band/artist/singer?

It also changes

4. can they sing well?

Extremely

5. can they rap?

Lol no

Y: You 1. how old were you when you created them?

2. what inspired you to create them?

I dunno, we were making a different AU

3. were they different when they were first created?

Nah

4. do you enjoy writing them more than other characters?

Shes easy to write but I wouldn’t say I like her better than Lilli or Adam

5. what’s your favorite thing about them?

Shes so bubbly!

Z: Zebra 1. what’s their favorite animal?

Elephants

2. do they like animals?

Yes

3. cats or dogs?

Doggos

4. what’s their dream pet?

All of them

5. do they have any pets at the moment?

Does Bo count?

#cath #tidbits #survey

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deanssweetheart23 · 7 years

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Time to spread some love!

So. Since today is Fanfiction Writer Appreciation Day and I’ve been so busy lateky I haven’t had the time to give feedback to all the wonderful writers that inspire me every single day (that’s about to change it two weeks time btw), I decided to make a list of my favorite fics of all time to show to all those wonderful writers that their words matter more than they know.

Let’s start, shall we?

The Arrangement, Hold On I’m Coming, Sleep Without You, Marry Me, This Can’t Be The End, Something I’m Good At by @ravengirl94

Okay. So I basically had to stop myself from inserting twin’s entire masterlist here, but it’s only because she’s so damn good with words. When she posted the first chapter of The Arrangement, I knew it would become my favorite thing in the world. I can’t really convey how perfect her work is but, God, her stories are always so beautifully and well-written, Dean’s characterization is always on point and the plot is sooo good. She can make me cry and laugh and die from Dean’s cuteness all at once and I can’t even stay mad at her because she’s that talented. She’s just awesome, alright?

Until It’s Gone, 10 Reasons, Used To This, Afraid Of Home, Falling Stars by @trexrambling

Really, anything by her is amazing. I still remember how I came across Jess’s writings; she was included in the same fic-rec post I was included for one of my stories and I decided to go check her out because you can never follow enough SPN blogs, right? Well. I went through her entire masterlist and ended up in tears. She has a way with words that keeps surprising me. And 10 Reasons is one of the fics I carry deep within my heart...

Always, All That Matters, End Credits, My Favorite One, Crazy, Stupid Love by @winchestersnco

So, yeah. Words are not enough to describe Erin. I fell in love with her writing when I read Always (if you love Dean Winchester and you haven’t read that fic, you are obviously doing something wrong, by the way, that story is a love letter to him), and then started reading more and more, and she’s just amazing, you know?

Balconies, Ferrum Gloria, Hold The Line, Eye of The Hurricane, Bright and Warm, Tape Hiss by @lipstickandwhiskey

I still fangirl over Lips. I fangirl over her every single time. Every single time, she surprises me with how much she can make me feel with the words she uses. Her stories are always so beautifully-written, always pull at my heartstrings and what I love about them is that she manages to create a reader that treats Dean with so much love and affection because, dammit, he deserves it. Also. I will never get over Hold The Line. Never.

Found, Home, Jingle Bells, Silences, Dee, Peanut Butter And Banana Sandwiches, One More Day, Stroke of Luck by @percywinchester27

Ana will make you feel all the feels, I promise you. She’s made me smile like a complete idiot. She’s made me scream into the void and wait for the next part of her ongoing daddy!Dean series. She’s made me sob and fall in love with Dean Winchester all over again because with Peanut Butter and Banana Sandwiches (oh, yeah, she has the best Weechester fics out there). So yeah. All the feels.

Pinky Promise, To The One Who Loves Her Next, Colors, Apples, Snowflakes, Always Have, Always Will by @jpadjackles

B is the most wonderful ray of sunshine in the world, but don’t let her fool you because her words will make you ache. She’s made me cry repeatedly or made me swell with happiness and her fic Apples has become my personal headcanon. Someone should call the SPN writers and tell them to add that detail somewhere in the script because, damn, it’s too heartbreaking and beautiful to go to waste.

Silk and Rough Velvet, Forward, Drop in the Ocean, Back from the deep by @blacktithe7

Erin is just... too talented for words to describe. She’s inspiring and hard-working and every and each one of her fics has its own voice. And. I rarely read Jensen fics but her work is so pure and wonderful and beautiful to not read. I admire her so much.

A Way To Go, Freaky Friday, The Letter, Simple Man, Pig in A Poke, At The End of All Things, Hard To Say I’m Sorry by @hannahindie

Hanna is such a beautiful soul that uses words and magic to creat fics. She’s incredibly hard-working and puts her soul into her writing and that ends, well.. That ends with me in tears because she knows just how to break my heart. But I keep coming back because she’s too good to not read.

Heathen, Killzone, Choices by @thing-you-do-with-that-thing

Kari’s been so incredibly good to me and I’ve been dying to find some time to show her the love she deserves. Hopefully, that’ll happen too, but all I can say for now is that I’m sitting at the endge of my seat waiting for Choices, hope from the bottom of my heart she won’t kill anyone in Killzone and that Heathen is practically a glimpse into Dean’s complex mind.

Missed, The Incovenient Truth, Void, Cupcake by @kathaswings

I fell in love with Lina’s writing when she posted The Incovenient Truth and have been held captive ever since (no, don’t send help, I love it here). Her stories are so full of emotions and she works so hard on her writing and as a reader, I can always see that. PS. If you decide to read Missed grab some tissues, you’ll need them.

Easy on the Tickles, First Degree Burns, His Favorite Girl

I definitely need to read more of Bailey’s stuff because her words make me so happy. First Degree Burns has me hooked and I keep going back to read Easy on the Tickles because it makes me smile on a bad day. Soft Dean you see...

The Wish Spell, The Falcon and The Wolf, Let’s Swayze This Mother, The Day After Tomorrow by @emilywritesaboutdean

Emily comes up with the most interesting stories. The Wish Spell is basically every girl’s dream and The Falcon and The Wolf is one of the best things she’s ever done. Oh. And the sass. Her sass is real, I’m telling you.

Fix You, What A Wonderful World, To The End of Time, Well That Explains That, Me Too, I Got You by @impala-dreamer

Beka is the most multi-talented person I know. She can do absolutely everything but mostly she enjoys ripping my poor Dean to shreds and breaking me by making him suffer. It’s all good though because, well... She does it beautifully... (On a side note:I’m still not over To the End of Time)

As It Seems, Down With Me, Notes, You’re Not There, Jealous!Dean Imagine, A+Secrets by @imagining-supernatural

Hmmm. How can I describe Aubrey? Insanely talented. Insanely. Her sass makes me break into laughter every time, her gentleness and emotions pull at my heartstrings and she has some crazy cliffchangers (*cough* As It Seems *cough*). Also. Every time I read You’re Not There I cry.

Summer Fling, Where It All Began, The Way Dean Winchester Cuddles, Little Moment, Morning Kisses by @supernatural-jackles

Jen is so wonderful and she pours that wonderfulness into her fics. Summer Fling is so special because it deals with some very heavy stuff in the most appropriate way possible (and includes the sweetest possible version of D.W.) and Where It All Began is one of the first stories I read before I joined tumblr and it gave me feels.

Fragments, Series Rewrite, Daddy’s Little Lovebug, Lazy Sunday, Drugs Don’t Work by @torn-and-frayed

Steph is a magnificent story-teller. I am constantly in awe of her writing and the way she describes Dean or rather the deep understanding of his character. Her series rewrite is a gift to the SPN world (I used to read each chapter after I watched an episode) and Fragments is one of my favorite stories of all times.

Save or Break, Forever Young, I’ll Remind You @thevioletthourr

She’ll make you cry. A lot. She’ll make you wonder why she’s so brilliant in angst. She’ll make your heart swell with the end of Save or Break. She’ll make you love her. That’s all...

Intertwined, Soldiers, Wonderful Tonight by @dancing-the-hellfire-rumba

Feels. Her writing will give you feels is all I can say to warn you. Um. Grab a box of tissues if you plan on reading Soldiers. *sobs*

The Piano Man, Unrequited, Dean’s Dream Girl, The Unknowns, Awesomeness All Around by @spnsimpleman

Mel has inspire my writing so much. She’s so lyrical and poetic, writes a wonderful imagery and her stories are always so emotional and original. I fell in love with her work ever since I read Awesomeness All Around but really everything she writes is gold.

Spilled Whiskey, Bronco, Wood Smoke, The Beginning, Shut Up And Dance, Crash by @supernaturalfreewill

I am so in love with this writer. She inspires me to be a better user of words every single day. Her stories are crafted with magic and talent and love and I get lost into her words and travel into time with her fics. Basically everything she’s ever written is gold.

Somebody Else, The Open Road, An Ode To Baby, Blue by @idreamofhazel

Hazel has the most lyrical expression in the world. Her writing is emotional and genuine and real and it makes my heart swell every single time.

Happy Birthday, Dean, Reverie, Will You by @atari-writes

Amber is the best, alright? She’s just the best. Her writing is so beautiful. I still remember how in awe I was when I read Reverie. She nailed it. She nails every and each one of her fics and uggh, I just love her.

Riptide, Lucky Penny, Castle On The Hill by @kaz2y5-imagines

Reading fics written by Kazzy is like reading a book. She made me cry with all of the fics mentioned above and I’m not even mad because the end was so absolutely worth it. Again, I’m simply in awe of the talent of this wonderful woman and have been inspired by her multiple times to become a better writer. I carry Riptide and Lucky Penny in my heart and I’m not even kidding.

Also @sebastianshoe is one of the most wonderful and hard-working writers in here. She works on requests mostly and has so many beautiful fics not only for SPN but also for Sherlock and many other fandoms and I hope to turn her into a Dean girl one day.

*clears throat* That’s all for now, folks. I really, really hope that I haven’t forgotten anyone, and apologize for the long list but what can I say?

#fanfic writer appreciation #spread some love #love y'all

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btxtreads · 4 years

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the world ends with you | choi yeonjun (4)

How can someone fall in love at the most incovenient time?

➴ Pairing: Choi Yeonjun x Reader ➴ Rating: R-13 ➴ Word Count: 1.6k ➴ Genre: Multiverse!AU, Fluff, Angst, My usual taehyun is the smartest out of everybody trope

this specific chapter is so fluffy and cliche what the fuck did i just write

Y/N lay on the couch, eyes trained at the ceiling as the television droned on.

Beomgyu and Kai have been gone since morning, studying for an upcoming report in the afternoon.

Taehyun left her with a duplicate of the house key just a few minutes after lunch, stating that he had a recitation he can’t miss.

And now, she’s alone—bored out of her mind.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

3:00 PM.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

What to do?

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Y/N shot up to a seat, glancing back at the clock.

3:00 PM.

A walk to the campus would take about 15 minutes, about 15 more to get to the medicine building.

Exactly 3:30 PM—When Hueningkai said Yeonjun and Soobin’s classes ended today.

Y/N grabbed her keys.

Guess she knows what she’s doing today.

Y/N winced when she saw a tall boy with purple hair approach her.

“What are you doing here?” The boy sneered.

Y/N sighed.

Yeah, she forgot about Soobin.

Y/N scratched the back of her head and looked up.

“Look, Soobin,” Y/N smiled apologetically. “I’m not here to hurt Yeonjun. I don’t even know Yeonjun.”

Soobin crossed his arms.

“I know you don’t,” Soobin replied. “So, why are you here?”

“I want to find answers.”

“Yeonjun can’t even remember that he dreamt about you.”

“How come you remember?” Y/N rebutted, crossing her arms.

“I have impeccable memory.” Soobin huffed, standing his ground as he crossed his arms. “Look, Yeonjun doesn’t know what answers you’re looking for,”

“I don’t care,” Y/N said. “I’ll find it myself, with him,”

Soobin sighed, finally cracking a small smile—the first glimpse of the Soobin-hyung that Kai and Beomgyu always seemed so proud about.

“You’re stubborn, aren’t you?” Soobin asked.

“Yeah, well,” Y/N shrugged. “I really don’t back down easily.”

Soobin snorted, turning back.

“He’s as observant as a brick wall, but he’s not stupid,” Soobin sighed, backing down. “He’ll ask questions soon enough. Will you be ready to talk to him without stammering and turning into a bright red tomato?”

“I will,” Y/N sighed as she caught glimpse of Yeonjun’s bright blonde hair bobbing as he nodded—deeply immersed with the conversation he’s having with the boy next to him. “I hope.”

Soobin rolled his eyes as Yeonjun came to stand next to him, waving at his fellow student.

“See you later, man!” Yeonjun greeted before smiling over at Y/N. “Hey.”

“Hi,” Y/N smiled, slowly blushing a furious red as Yeonjun smiled—much to Soobin’s displeasure. “Uh, why are you looking at me like that?”

“You look pretty today,” He said simply before raising an eyebrow to Soobin. “Is there any reason you two seemed very invested in such a deep conversation?”

“Nope,” Soobin rolled his eyes as Y/N frowned.

“No,” Y/N shook her head.

“Oh,” Yeonjun replied, tilting his head as he gave Y/N another smile. “So, why are you here?”

Y/N froze, floored.

Yeah, why was she here?

As Y/N stammered in her spot, Soobin groaned.

“Words, Y/N. Use your words,” Soobin whispered, making the girl flinch.

Soobin glared at the girl and made enthusiastic motions with his hands from beside Yeonjun.

“Uh,” Y/N blinked. “Just waiting,”

“For?” Yeonjun furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“Taehyun?” Y/N asked, looking at Soobin.

The said boy sighed as Yeonjun narrowed his eyes at the girl.

“The humanities building is that way,” Yeonjun signalled to a big path past the intersection. “This is the medical building, if you can’t tell by the big sign,”

“I meant waiting for um, Beomgyu. And Kai,” Y/N laughed nervously.

Yeonjun rised his eyebrows, chuckling.

“Yeah?” He asked, laughing at Y/N’s enthusiastic nod. “Well, they went home two hours ago,”

“Oh,” Y/N laughed. “No, they didn’t.”

“Yes, they did.”

“I just came from the apartment, they’re not at home,”

Yeonjun pulled out his phone, showing the girl his screen.

“They aren’t,” Yeonjun nodded as the screen flashed a photo of Beomgyu and Kai holding coffee cups and showing thumbs-ups.

Aced the report, hyung!

“Oh,” Y/N blinked. “I guess I’m free, then,”

Yeonjun smiled as the girl awkwardly rocked on her heels.

“Fuck’s sake,” Soobin groaned. “You guys are terrible flirts, I’m going home,”

Y/N and Yeonjun gaped as the tall boy turned swiftly and marched down the pathway while giving them a wave.

“Have fun, losers!”

Yeonjun smiled and looked back at Y/N.

“So, the truth—why are you here?”

Y/N stammered once more.

“I—I—“

Yeonjun raised his eyebrow.

“I came here for you,” Y/N squeaked out, making Yeonjun blink in surprise.

“F-For me?”

“Yes,”

“But why?” Yeonjun asked.

At this, Y/N only blushed even redder, having no reply.

Oh, no reason. Just that I kept seeing you dead for months now and then I travelled to another dimension and met actual you in the place where I kept seeing you dead. Also, because you dreamt about us in the middle of the apocalypse.

Yeonjun smiled kindly at the girl, checking his watch and running a hand through his hair.

Y/N’s eyes fixated on his lips as it darted out of his mouth to lick his lips.

Also, because you’re really hot and I’d really like to kiss you right now.

“Y/N?”

The girl flinched, blinking up at the boy as he chuckled.

“I’m sorry, what did you say?”

Yeonjun smiled.

“I said, are you hungry?”

Again, Y/N found herself in a two-seater table at a local cafe.

Yeonjun seated in front of her, eyes amused as he leaned his head on his hand—gazing up at the girl.

Y/N gulped nervously, drumming her fingers on the table as she avoided his gaze.

“You’re different,” Yeonjun started, making Y/N almost choke on air.

“Different?”

Yeonjun hummed, eyes lighting up with mirth as Y/N blushed a bright red.

“You’re not like any girl I’ve ever met,” Yeonjun said, tilting his head.

“How so?”

“Well, for one, you’re weird,” Yeonjun shrugged.

“Weird how?”

“You and Soobin aren’t subtle,” Yeonjun grinned.

Aren’t what?

Yeonjun chuckled as Y/N gaped, nodding in acknowledgement as a server approached their table with the drinks they’ve ordered.

“Here’s your coffee,” Yeonjun said, pushing the cup towards Y/N.

The said girl shook her head, removing herself from her stupor.

“What do you,” Y/N furrowed her eyebrows as Yeonjun drank from his cup with a smile. “What do you mean we aren’t subtle?”

“He’s been glaring at you since we met, right?” Yeonjun smiled. “I’ve never met anyone he instantly disliked, at least at first.”

“So he’s not usually that mean?” Y/N snorted. “And what do you mean at first? He hates me still,”

“Soobin’s the nicest one out of us, so there you go,” Yeonjun smiled. “Like I said, you’re different. He’s warming up to you now, though, I can tell.”

Y/N stayed silent as Yeonjun continued.

“Let me guess—You and Soobin’s riff. it’s about me, and my dreams, and how I recognize you from somewhere. It’s gotta be something that has to do with my dreams, right?” Yeonjun asked. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell him you told.”

“So, you remember me?” Y/N sighed in exhaustion.

Yeonjun cracked a small smile.

“No, if I did, I’d remember.” Yeonjun shook his head. “I wouldn’t forget meeting someone this beautiful.”

Y/N coughed in surprise, burning bright red at Yeonjun’s remark.

Her hair fell to the front of her face, falling out of her bun.

“Be careful,” Yeonjun hummed, reaching out to tuck the loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Relax,”

“I can’t relax when I feel like I’m being subjected to an investigation.”

“I’m sorry you feel that way,” Yeonjun said, his hand trailing down to rest over hers. “I just want to know everything about you,”

“Why?” Y/N raised her eyebrow at the bld statement.

“I’ve just never met someone who makes me feel this way.”

“Like what?”

He shrugged, hand tracing the back of her hand with his thumb.

“Many things,” He smiled, eyes trailing up to lock gazes with her. “You’re something else.”

As Y/N and Yeonjun sat there at that exact moment, where the sun was up in the sky just enough to cast on Yeonjun.

He glowed.

He glowed like a star that fell out of the sky, like a piece of gold in a mine.

Yeonjun’s eyes sparkled with mischief as he intertwined his hand with hers.

“Are you seriously hardcore flirting right now, with a girl you just met?” Y/N asked.

“Maybe,” Yeonjun smirked, his free hand picking up his own coffee cup to take a sip and his other hand tightened his grip on Y/N’s.

“Is this a date?”

“Could be.”

“You don’t even know me,”

“Something I can fix,” Yeonjun shrugged, lowering down his cup. “So, where are you from?”

“Nowhere.”

Yeonjun’s laughed, shaking his head.

“I’m not a mystery to solve, Yeonjun,” Y/N said, starting to retract her hand.

“I know,” he smiled, reaching out once more to catch Y/N’s hand again.

“I’m nobody important here.”

“You’re important to me.” Yeonjun said. “You’re the only one who’s ever made me feel alive.”

At that moment, Y/N wore to herself that she’d do anything to make sue this boy stays alive.

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