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goldengoddess · 2 years

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new years day - jj maybank

authors note: happy new year to all of yall! i hope you guys have a great and safe time! i missed writing jj x taylor swift songs so here yall go. also yes the lyrics are out of order it just makes more sense like that leave me alone!

this is actually for my gf cause i miss her and im not spending new years with her </3 hi angel mwah mwah mwah.

warnings: alcohol, dirty jokes (obviously this is a jj fic)

“you squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi, i can tell that it's gonna be a long road, i'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe or if you strike out and you're crawling home”

“sweetheart, respectfully, you need to calm the fuck down everything is going to be fine!” your boyfriend said to you.

you shot him the mightiest glare that you could muster. “jj if you tell me to calm down one more time i’m going to push you out of this taxi” you said to him before turning your attention back to your phone to text kie.

the boy beside you finds the audacity to laugh at your frazzled state. he places a gentle hand on your thigh to comfort you. to your own annoyance, it works. you let out a sigh of relief and lean your head back onto the seat to close your eyes for just a moment.

but this moment of weakness allows jj the opportunity to snatch your phone from your hand. you gasp and snap your eyes open to start yelling at him to hand it back over. but he is much too quick and already has your phone stashed away in his pocket. he glances over at the taxi driver in the front of the car and then back to you. you let out a little noise of annoyance at the fact that he knows you won’t cause a scene in the back of this cab.

so instead you pout your lips, turn away from jj, and stare out the window.

this causes another annoyingly beautiful chuckle from him.

jj uses his fingers to move your chin so you’re facing him again. he kisses your little pout and it instantly turns into a small smile for him.

he takes the hand that was previously holding your phone and laces it through his own. he squeezes your hand three times. and the small smile on your face quickly becomes a full out grin. when the two of you were just teenagers living in the outerbanks, before you were even dating, you’d established the secret code of squeezes. and you knew, that three squeezes was your silent ‘i love you.’ you squeezed his hand back three times in response.

“so, sweetheart, now that we’ve both chilled out for two minutes,” he started, “let me remind you that everything is going to be fine. you’ve planned out the most kickass new year’s eye party. you have absolutely nothing to worry about it’s going to be great.”

you whined and placed your forehead on his shoulder. “but j what if it’s not? this is the first new years where all of us are in new york. and we’re inviting all of our friends. it needs to be perfect.”

“and it will be” he answered. “we have everything. but for your own peace of mind, lets go over our mental checklist. shall we?” he asks with mock formality.

you rolled your eyes but nodded softly.

“okay so, who’s bringing the alcohol?”

“kie” you answered.

“are you sure?”

“yep! i just confirmed with her, that’s who i was texting.”

“perfect. pope is brining glitter and the basic food we’re going to need. sarah and john b are brining film and polaroid cameras, and of course all the streamers and decorations. we’re getting the speaker and the fancy lights. we asked the rest of the guests to bring something to eat so we never run out of food. and we all decided no fireworks, so no need to worry about that. did i miss something?”

you shook your head and looked up at him, to find him alraedy looking at you. “that was perfect” you whispered.

“just like you” he answered without any trace of hesitation.

you kissed his shoulder and tangled your fingers into his blonde locks of hair. “thanks for looking out for me j. i know i can be a bit of a perfectionist with these kinds of things.”

he kissed your forehead, “its no worries babe. that’s what makes your parties to great and i’m happy to help in my own silly way.”

“not a silly way” you murmured. “and hey, for all your help, you’re free to get black out drunk and i’ll take care of you without complaint.”

he laughed but you could feel him shake his head, “no need. i wanna be at least a little bit sober going into the new year with you.”

“aw you cheeseball. who let you be so damn cute? well if you change your mind just know i'll be there if you change your mind or if you're crawling home”

“sounds good to me. alright honey grab your bag we’re at the store. and no you can’t get your phone back. dont give me that look, you know i can’t resist that look!”

“please don't ever become a stranger, whose laugh i could recognize anywhere”

the music was so loud that you could feel it in your fingertips. as you squeezed through the crowds of people you swayed your hips to the beat of whatever song was playing. the spanish lyrics made you thankful that you’d asked kie to be in control of the playlist for the night.

quickly, you checked the time on your phone for maybe the hundredth time that night. there were still about five minutes left until midnight.

and your lovely boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

the two of you had started out the night together, greeting guests into your shared apartment, taking a couple shots together, yelling at that one group of girls for almost knocking over your precious plants.

but throughout the night, you’d been pulled in different directions. just now you’d been with kie, screaming at the top of your lungs the lyrics of taylor swift’s ‘all too well’. but when she noticed the time she kissed your cheek and abandoned you to find her girlfriend.

obviously this led you to remember your own golden retriever boyfriend that you planned to kiss at midnight. leading you to this very moment where you were pushing through sweaty people to try and find a particular blonde head of hair.

you passed by your locked room and the bathroom, but couldn’t find him anywhere. now with two minutes left till midnight you could feel a worried pout forming on your lips, eyes slightly glassy.

in the back of your head you knew that in any other occasion you wouldn’t be reacting this way, so dramatically. but there were a good amount of champagne in your system and it was new years! you wanted to kiss the love of your life right into the new year.

you pushed your way onto the balcony which looked out into the rest of the city. surprise surprise, also filled with people. you physically deflated, another failed room. just as you were about to give up and go back inside you heard your favorite sound in the world.

jj’s laugh.

you whipped your head towards the direction of the sound and you could feel the drunk giddy grin slipping onto your face.

as you skipped towards jj, who was talking to one of his work friends, you could hear a the countdown till midnight in the background.

when you heard everyone start screaming ten, jj abandoned his conversation and turned around. your first thought was that maybe he could recognize your presence, the same way you could recognize his laugh.

the two of you made eye contact and wore matching grins.

“nine, eight, seven”

you rushed over to him, his arms open and ready for you to jump right into them. and you did just that, sure that he was going to wrap his arms around your waist the way he always did. you placed a sloppy kiss on his cheek, leaving a perfect lipstick stain right there for everyone else to see.

“six, five, four”

you turned your chin up so you could see his gorgeous blue eyes. “hey baby”

“hey back” he answered, staring at you so intently.

“three, two, one! happy new year!”

and with those words screamed into the air you placed your lips on jj’s and kissed him with all the love you had for him and hope you had for the new year. and he replied back with the same intensity.

pulling back you kissed the bottom of his chin and said, “happy new years maybank. please don't ever become a stranger, whose laugh i could recognize anywhere.”

“there's glitter on the floor after the party, girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby, candle wax and polaroids on the hardwood floor, you and me from the night before”

midnight passes by in a blur. the lipstick stain on jj’s cheek and the alcohol thrumming through your veins is the only proof you have that it’s even the new year. your six am alarm came far too quickly considering you only fell asleep on jj’s lap three hours ago, when the party the two of you stupidly volunteered to throw finally settled down. groaning, you roll off the coach and jj’s comfortable lap and onto the floor.

with the little strength that you have left in you, you push yourself off of the floor and onto your feet. unfortunately, too quickly, because the world starts to spin a little bit. and despite what you may want to tell yourself, it’s definitely because of the bottles tossed all around your apartment.

before you can fall onto your ass though, a familiar set of hands finds its place on your hips to steady you. “watch yourself sweetheart, wouldn’t want you falling over or anything” jj said from behind you.

you turned on your heel to face him, his hands still pressed into your hips where your (his) shirt had ridden up slightly. he looked as bad as you felt. the lip stick stain from the night before was still perfectly shaped on his cheek. the bags under his eyes were more obvious then ever, despite the fact that jj was used to staying up past midnight. and his hair was sticking out in a hundred different directions. but that was more your fault than his. he still looked undeniably beautiful.

you booped his nose quickly, eyes widening in surprise when you pulled away to find glitter on the tip of his nose. only then realizing that your entire hand and floor was covered in that same glitter. jj just continued grinning up at you in that lazy way that you loved so much.

you leaned down and placed a soft kiss on his lips before saying, “it’s too early and im too tipsy for you to be such a smart ass.”

before jj could reply a voice from the other side of the room, possibly from the floor, said “can you two shut the fuck up for two seconds my head is pounding.”

jj chuckled and you helped pull him up off the coach. he followed behind you, arms wrapped around your waist to hug you to his chest. he was refusing to let you go. you giggled as the two of you had to shuffle together to find the source of the voice.

laid out on a couple of blankets you find sarah and john b, obviously holding each other. sarah has her arm thrown over her eyes to shield herself from the soft sun coming in through the windows.

“rise and shine love birds” you whisper in your softest yet most sarcastic voice.

john b only gives you a groan in response, burying his head further into sarah’s neck. jj chuckled before detaching himself from you to bend down and pull at john b’s leg.

at this, he cracks one eye open to look at the two of you. “what do you want maybank?” he asks.

“for you two to get out. kie and pope left when the party ended, you know, like good guests. and we told yall we’d kick you out early” he says in a matter of fact way.

sarah pouts but moves to get up, and for that you love her so much. you watch her gently take her boyfriend’s hands off of her and make the trek across the living room to find her abandoned heels from the night before.

john b, stubborn as ever, lets out another noise of protest. “remind me again why you have to kick us out so early.”

jj crosses his arms over his chest, “because you asked us to buddy, remember? you have to go spend the morning with sarah’s sister since the two of you decided to come party last night.” he paused for a moment then said, “plus we,” he gestured between the two of you, “can’t fuck with the two of you here.”

“jj maybank” you cried, slapping his chest with your hand, but smiling as you did it.

he looked over at you innocently, “what babe its our first fuck of the year. they can’t be here.”

sarah laughed as she kissed you on the cheek in goodbye. “don’t worry jj, we’re leaving.”

heels in hand, sarah shot a look towards her boyfriend and he reluctantly pushed himself up. only then did you notice that the button up he showed up in last night was totally unbuttoned and crinkled, causing you to laugh a little bit. john b rubbed his eyes and then furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. he put his arm backwards and pulled a polaroid that he’d been sitting on, from his ass.

you and jj could barley contain you giggles. clearly you were still a little intoxicated because this was the funniest moment ever in your head. john b only rolled his eyes before handing the photo to you and following sarah out the door.

“bye losers! have fun cleaning everything up!” he called out.

and right before he slammed the door shut jj yelled back “have fun dealing with your girlfriends dad, routledge.”

you looked down at the photo in your hand. it was from the night before, a polaroid of you and jj flipping the camera off. your cheeks were red and jj looked sweaty as hell. but the two of you were leaning into each other and smiling so wide it made your heart squeeze in your chest. you tilted the photo in your hand so your boyfriend could see it. and from the look on his face you could tell he was having the same reaction as you.

he quickly took the photo from your hand and shuffled into the kitchen. from there, he stuck your new favorite photo onto the fridge with a magnet. you stood on your toes to give him a big kiss on his cheek. he chuckled and then rubbed his eyes out of exhaustion.

grabbing your hand he pulled you into your shared room and onto the bed. “how ‘bout we get some more sleep love. this time just you and me huh?”

placing your head on his chest you nodded. and then with a yawn added, “you and me”

“i want your midnights but i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year's day”

“this has to be the worst part about throwing a new years party” you told jj honestly.

after napping till one pm, the two of you got a quick lunch and then came back home. where you, stupidly, insisted that you clean up the apartment. because you knew damn well that if now it would never get done.

but now it was two pm and your arms hurt and all you wanted was to go back to laying on jj’s chest.

jj on the other hand, had surprisingly gotten very into the whole cleaning thing. he’d found a playlist titled “post party clean up” and embraced it in full.

at your words, he shimmies over to you in a silly little dance which causes you to laugh. “cmon babe you just have to put some energy into it. we signed up for this.”

you whined but moved your hips to the rhythm of the current song, closer to him. “but why do this when we can just cuddle and” you paused for dramatic effect, “do other stuff.”

you wiggled your eyebrows to lay it on real thick.

jj just smiled at you and wiggled his eyebrows back like an idiot. he came up behind you and placed a quick kiss on your shoulder. “we had our midnight kiss and amazing new years eve party, now we must sufferer the consequences.” he picked up a couple of empty wine bottles from the floor and looked over at you.

“plus there’s no one else i’d rather cleaning up bottles with on new years day”

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oriigirii · 3 years

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Streamer MC headcannons with the brothers 💞

"You were quite a known face on social media back in the human realm, playing games, doing unboxings, just vibin in general, fans around the globe looked forward to your streams a lot! However, considering the sudden (unannounced) invitation to the exchange program, you had to leave all of that behind out of the blue. It wasn't as bad at first, but you have to admit you do miss the feeling of being able to do goofy shit online. Luckily for you, with the advance technology of Devildom and some spicy magic, the internet had synced with the human realm, and thats when you decided to finally re-enter the streaming scene. How will the brothers react upon seeing your peculiar past time?"

Head empty, No thoughts aside from the brothers just bothering the MC while they stream so here you go haha

Warnings: None, just crackhead energy and a lotta mispellings

Gender: Neutral!

Hotel: Trivago

* [ ಠ╭╮ಠ ] Lucifer *

{How did he know about your career?}

I honestly don't see him as someone who goes on the internet a lot

(He screams boomer to me, change my mind)

He doesn't have the time either, he's too focused on work!

So him finding out is gonna take a while

But! He did find out the hard way when shrilled screaming was heard from your room when he was passing by with some paper stacks in his arms (courtesy of Diavolo)

This man felt his instincts kick in, he ran as fast as he could, papers forgotten, and he immediately slammed your door open. Splinters scattering around, your door definitely damaged, as his eyes held a glare and his demon form was out, wings spread in a threatening display.

He was ready to beat someone's ass as he had thought someone had hurt you in here.

But all hes met with is you, infront of your chair and PC, and a game over on the screen...

To say he was unamused was an understatement cause you just lost your internet priviliges for giving him a heart attack (He said it was because you were being rowdy and noisy but with what you saw you knew that wasn't the case)

Good luck tryna puppy-eye your way to his heart to let you continue streaming lol.

If by some miracle you managed to wriggle your rights back from his hands, he'd warn you not to be so loud next time.

You already learnt your lesson though~ (Hopefully)

{How does he feel about your streams?}

Not everyone's the same, so if you were the shy soft streamer who does more art streams or something akin to a podcast, you can bet that Lucifer will be putting you on while he works, he kinda knows your streaming schedule at this point and if you were running late, he'd force one of his brothers to take over your dish washing duties or any chores you were stuck with

If you were the loud obnoxious meme type, hed still try to watch out of curiosity, and as much as he appreciates that you were getting comfortable here in Devildom with how you laugh and joke around, he still can't approve of it. Its too loud, its much like his brothers energy and he has enough of that already, so he probably doesn't watch as much.

He has countlessly came to your room to shush you and at this point your fans had made a compilation of each time Lucifer had barged in to tell you off

Look he likes it when you scream, but not when hes in the middle of work okay--

At this point, chat has deemed Lucifer as dad and you as their mom/dad.

If he ever catches wind of this he'd definitely be teasing you in private for centuries to come.

Overall fine with it, as long as don't do something stupid on stream.

* ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Mammon*

{How did he know about your career?}

I would say he found out by him crashing into your streams midway but that's too predictable, hence why you've Mammon-proofed your bedroom during streaming hours!

Thanks to our wizard daddy, you have managed to cast a simple lock spell on your door and as well as a sound proofing

You love your broke idiot, but you did wanna keep the tone of your stream today a bit more chill, you wanted to have a proper Q&A with your fans to hopefully clear any bad vibes around your 3 month disappearance.

When Mammon has learnt your door was locked he definitely was a bit pissy, he knocked on your door loudly even and was calling out for you to let him in, but to no avail.

Bro he's scared.

He usually was allowed to enter, and you usually answered if you did need to be left alone for a bit, so just leaving him hanging got his mind racing and he had to press up his ear on the wooden door to try and hear if you were okay

When this continues on he finally resorts to getting help, but the only one in the house ws Levi, so he kicks down HIS door.

Levi boutta summon Lotan for interrupting him honestly

But as Mammon exclaim you weren't answering and he worried for your wellbeing, Levi rolls his eyes and scoffs,

"Idiot Mammon, they're streaming don't bother them…"

Streaming? why didn't you tell him???

Rude much.

He did huff and now was forcing his way to use Levi's PC for a moment

Can Levi stop him?

Nah.

He was busy on his console, and if he stood up now hed be breaking his world record so he was at a terrible state so he just resorts to threats of him drowning the Avatar of Greed if he does anything stupid on his PC.

He immediately logs in to your streaming platform and he watches for a bit,

You were more dolled up now just to look decent on stream, and he felt this jealousy rise as you interact with your chat, especially to those saying I love you's and stuff, and you even said it back? the audacity! You were his werent you? Were you replacing him with these nobodies?

He huffs as he realized that those who paid got their message highlighted, and thus, he starts donating. (Mind you this was Levi's account...)

"Mcccccc Open the dooorrr"

"Ill behave i promiseeeee"

"Cmon pleaseeee?"

Chat is c o n f u s i o n

NGL, they thought Mammon was a creepy stalker and red flags were being waved everywhere

but as chat was pondering who the hell he was, you can only sigh and look at the camera with that unamused expression, but ugh! you just KNOW hes doing that kicked puppy expression of his, and maybe it really wont be so bad

So you snap your fingers and say, "Okay MonMon, its open, Im giving you 3 seconds"

Mammon wasnt deemed to be the fastest out of his brothers for nothing

As soon as you got to '2', you were already tackled by the white haired male and chat went wild.

Now that you've shown your life in Devildom, maybe its time to introduce chat to your boyfriend no?

{How does he feel about your streams?}

You get paid to sit infront of a camera, do I have to say anything else?

But really though, as much as he enjoys the thought of getting so much cash from something so simple, he prefers the joy of being able to proudly exclaim that he was your first man!

ohhhh he thrives on the salt of your overly attached stans

but for those who fully support you, he always feels so mushy and shy when they say the ship you guys so hard

The fanarts has him WEAK (he may or may not have saved a few)

You usually do streams alone, but now you've allowed the door to be left open to let Mammon join whenever

Chat pogs when he enters with so much confidence, only for it to crumble when you kiss his cheek on stream.

Overall finds it fun to spend time with you, but just dont play scary games cause Lucifer might hang him upside down on stream.

* ▘▂▝ Leviathan*

{How did he know about your career?}

He is honestly the most attached to his D.D.D and he catches wind of almost anything going down in the internet, so your 'revival' being hyped up was something he definitely saw and he was just s wo o o ned

His Henry 2.0? a famous streamer?

Were you truly a blessing gifted upon him or was he dreaming?

He definitely didn't bring it up at first as he didn't wanna make it a big deal, but you notice hes been more in his head lately, and you have tried asking him what it was but to no avail.

You have to corner this little snake if you want answers and he eventually admits that he knew of your persona online and was incredibly shy to ask you to stream with him

He's a streamer himself afterall but maybe he doesnt stream as much as you do nor does he have as large of a following, so his intrusive thoughts attacked him and made him think that maybe since he wasnt as famous he didnt deserve to be in the same stream as you

Please tell him to join you and gib him kiss U3U

He'll absolutely m e l t

But now, as you make the announcement to your viewers and Levi to his, the internet explodes as a special collab stream was hapening between the expert gamer and avatar of envy of Devildom along with the beloved exchange student and streamer of the human realm

Your usual viewers reach between 10-15k, but as you start stream, that number boosts higher and beyond

Before streaming though, Levi was incredibly nervous, he'd picked the games for you to play that he knew you would enjoy with him, but his mind kept racing about whatthe fans thought, he didnt wanna disappoint them

But you had to remind him that whatever they say will not matter in the end as this was merely for fun, this was YOUR stream and you guys were gonna do what you want and nobody can have a say on it. (Maybe except Lucifer)

You usually talk for him with your bubbly personality, and to calm his nerves, he hs your pinky wraped around his where the camera can't see it.

Regardless, his thoughts subsided as you two delve into your stream that lasted a solid 7 hours, you definitely promised your chat that you and Levi will be doing more streams together from now on.

Once the cameras cut and yall are left alone, Both of you collapse on bed, and despite you being asleep already, Levi was just far too giddy as everything dwells on him.

Having a player 2 by his side now had never felt so intoxicating and he as just so lucky to have you.

{How does he feel about your streams?}

He obviously adores it, although some streams he wouldnt join just so he can play games on his own

He's still an introvert afterall, he needs his alone time

But he prefers that alone time with you, his Henry.

So when youre about to go stream, he kinda becomes a bit pouty, but with a simple promise of kisses (and maybe even more if youd like) he would let you go, but his attention would disappear from his game altogether.

He might just end up watching you instead

May or may not, at some point, just chat you and ask if its too late to join you

You do allow him to join you and play from the comforts of his room as both of you can simply play via internet, you give him the comfort to not turn on his mic or webcam either and you have no idea how he appreciates that.

Will definitely fight someone online when they start claiming you as theirs (-cough- stans) Please make sure it doesnt escalate to him summoning Lotan

Although the comments would often get to him, and as much as he can fight them online, he still does find himself pondering if they were true, so you need to give him a lotta lovin and reminder that he is your player 1 and no one else can ever fill that place.

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Wow 3 brothers this time, what an improvement, anyways hope yall enjoy! I think its pretty clear who I simp for depending o nthe length of each lol, but do let me know if you guys want a part 2 for the rest of the brothers, or even the undateables!

#Obey me #obey me fanfics #obey me x reader #obey me x mc #obey me Mammon x reader #obey me Lucifer x reader #Obey me Leviathan x reader #obey me headcannons #obey me shall we date

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fracturedflower · 7 years

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the even ones motherfucker

LMAO i love u j fdjkglhdsjlk

(2) Do You Have Freckles?

i do on my arms a bit! none really on my face, my sister and mom have like.. super shoulder freckles tho lmao

(4) Last Song You Listened To.

im listening right now, its “god went north” by nothing more! (thanks pidge)

(6) Relationship Status.

already answered!! :3c

(8) Did You Wake Up Cranky?

nah not today, i actually got up rly early today surprisingly!

(10) Zodiac Sign.

scorpio hell yea..

(12) Take A Vitamin Daily?

LOL nah dude

(14) What Books Are You Reading?

nothing.. i like, never read books, im very bad at sitting down and dedicating myself to books, idk what it is about it my brain cant concentrate on

(16) Favourite Anime?

fullmetal alchemist brotherhood.. no question…….. tho ouran is close behind and i do love bnha (even tho im very behind on it) & haikyuu

(18) Do You Collect Anything?

already answered!

(20) Do You Dance In The Car?

sometimes if im rly feelin it LMAO

(22) Do You Watch The Olympics?

if its on ill watch (esp if its volleyball or swimming) but i dont like, check schedules or anything

(24) Are You Wearing Makeup Right Now?

nah, and i havent in way too long

(26) Favourite Tumblr Blog?

ummmmmm excluding my friends id probably say @dateagirl-suggestions ?? i hope its not weird that i mentioned them lmao

(28) What Makes You Happy?

my gf, my friends, good music, mcelroy content, vidya games, plenty of things tbh

(30) Do You Study Better With Or Without Music?

im like pidge lmao i cant study with music w/ vocals, it rly needs to be instrumental or else i cant focus

(32) If You Were A Crayon What Colour Would You Be?

“poopy purple”

(34) Would You Swim In The Lake Or Ocean?

lake defo.. ocean’s too.. idk dirty for me fdjghsdkjl im a baby

(36) What Colour Shirt Are You Wearing?

pink :3c

(38) Do You Save Money Or Spend It?

im bad at saving.. tho im gonna have to once i get another job

(40) Do You Have Any Obsessions Right Now?

i had persona 5 for a bit, other than that im not sure? i dont typically get into things at an obsession-level

(42) Are You Easily Influenced By Other People?

yea dawg absolutely

(44) Do You Like Going On Airplanes?

eh, im indifferent. ive been on like.. a total of ~5-6 planes for two round trips, didnt love it but i dont mind it

(46) Peanuts Or Sunflower Seeds?

ew.. no

(48) Are You A Picky Eater?

definitely.. way too picky dfhjgdhl there are too many common regular foods i just cannot stand

(50) Do You Fear Thunder / Lightning?

not too terribly, heavy thunder is Scawee but im more scared of having a power problem and all my Expensive Electronics getting fried or something

(52) Do You Like Your Music Loud?

WAY TOO MUCH pidge called me out but i have Super Tinnitus, love that ringing in my ears constantly

(54) Put Your Music On Shuffle, What Is The First Song That Came Up?

super mario galaxy comet observatory medley by aivi tran! i love.. video game music, and that was picked from like 3000+ songs fdjkshgjk

(56) What Are You Craving Right Now?

love & affection from my gf.. but also pizza cos rem talked abt pizza earlier lmao

(58) What Is Your Gender?

im gorl

(60) Do You Have Any Homework Right Now? If So, What Is It About?

nope, havent done homework in Awhile and every assignment ima get in the future is gonna be homework considering ill be taking online college classes

(62) Do You Make Your Bed In The Morning?

never have, not even once

(64) Favourite Social Media?

this is tough.. i love twitter to get updates from all my fav ppl like content creators, twitch streamers, smash players, etc but i also love insta for updates from my pals. i dont really have an answer!

(66) Do You Get Homesick?

not too bad typically, but im not regularly away from home so

(68) What Shampoo And Conditioner Are You Using Right Now?

i have no clue and do Not have the energy to get up and look

(70) Are Both Of Your Blood Parents Still In Your Life?

yes but hopefully my dad will be out of it soon………………… :^)

(72) Do You Miss Your Ex?

im friends with all of my exes now.. this question means Nothing to me, you are Weak

(74) What Eye Colour Do You Find Sexiest?

already answered.. ;)

(76) What Was The Last Thing You Ate?

two pastrami sandwiches!!

(78) Would You Give A Homeless Person CPR If They Were Dying? Why Or Why Not?

um i guess i’d try???? itd be much better for me to find someone else who might be able to actually give cpr lmfao

(80) Stalked Someone On A Social Network?

not really???? i look back on ppl’s profiles occasionally but im just nosey so

(82) Do You Wear Rings? If You Do, Take A Picture Of Them.

i dont own a single ring

(84) What Are Three Things You Did Today?

damn ask me that yesterday i did so much….. ummmm today i played HotS and overwatch with me best bud coleman, watched the most recent game of thrones (AAAAAAAHHHHHHH), and uhhhhh woke up early?? i guess

(86) List All Of Your Different Beauty Products You Have Right Now.

Practically Nothing

(88) List All Of Your Video Games On Your Phone, Console Etc.

i physically can NOT………………. i own 300+ games on steam, plenty of gamecube and wii and 3ds and ds and gameboy and ps2 and i used to have a shitton on ps3 DONT GET ME STARTED

(90) Favourite Soda Drink?

answered!

(92) Do You Wear Jeans Or Sweats More?

i cant rly answer this accurately, i guess jeans? its been too long to get Good Data

(94) Name Something That Relaxes You.

answered!

(96) Favourite YouTuber?

vinny pizzapasta vinesauce, no question

this was so many thank u pal……. my typing fingers are exhausted

#ask #my-son-gohan

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yoongibomb · 7 years

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missing you - hoseok

When you miss Hoseok

genre: fluff, angst, implied smut (kinda)

word count: 8320

pairing: reader x jung hoseok

a/n: im really proud of this fic. i hope you like it :)

These works are licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.

You missed him dearly.

The tears don't stop coming. You were devastated. Furious even. How could he leave you like that?! How could he just up and leave? Just disappear and yet his presence lingered. All over the walls, in the kitchen, in the living room, and especially in the bedroom, all over the sheets. His scent. His touch. His warmth. His smile. You were drowning in him. He lived inside your head. And you could see his face staring back at you. His absence left a deafening silence. You didn't know how you would ever, could ever, let him go. And you knew you would never love anyone more than you love him.

A smack on the back of the head causes Hoseok to choke on his food before spitting it out on the table.

"HEY, LOSERSEOK!" Hoseok internally groans already knowing the villains that interrupted his lunch.

"Nice sandwich, loser!" One boy said gesturing to his sandwich. The other boy sniggers, "Ya, your mom make that for you?" Hoseok turns to face the boys, grinning widely, "Yeah, she did. She's the best cook in the-"

Hoseok couldn't finish his sentence because one of the boys threw his sandwich on the ground.

"Hey! Jaebum, what'd you do that for?!" Hoseok asks, leaning down to pick up his soiled lunch, only to be bashed in the head, again.

"That was for kickball earlier, you doofus! You made us lose!" Jaebum responds. Hoseok rubs his head, "Aw come on, guys, it wasn't my fault!"

"Are you an idiot?! Of course it's your fault. You're the slowest person on the team!" Jaebum yells.

"Yeah, and you can't catch! You shouldn't play sports. You're not good at them, " The other boy chimes.

But you've seen enough. You huff and stand up from your seat.

"Hey! Jaebum! Jackson! Knock it off!" You shout, walking over to Hoseok's side. "It's not his fault if you all couldn't pull your own weight leaving him to hold up the rest of the team."

The boys laugh to themselves. "What? Now you got your girlfriend to come save you? Stay out of this Y/N. Let the men handle this."

Your fists tighten and you scoff, "Heh, I hope you don't mean yourselves. Picking on people like this so you can feel better. But you're weak. So, just leave him alone!"

Jaebum chuckles, "And if we don't?" Jaebum takes a step closer to you, taunting you.

You roll your eyes, "Then this." You raise your fist, pull back, and send a fast blow to the side of his cheek.

"Ow!" Jaebum cups his cheek. Jackson looks between you and him in shock. "You brat!" Jaebum stands up, lifting his own fist, ready to strike you when a teacher walks by.

"Well, what do we have here?"

"Mr. Kim!" Jackson is the first to speak, "It was her fault! It was her fault Mr. Kim!" Jaebum nods in agreement and points at you, "She punched me!"

Your eyebrows raised, "Mr. Kim, I would never. He said he just got hurt playing kickball with him, " You point a thumb to Hoseok, who is amused by the whole thing. "I just came over to ask him if he was okay when he was about to hit me!"

Mr. Kim looks over at the boys. "I knew you two were nothing but troublemakers. Let's go." "But-! Mr. Kim! That's not true!" The boys spluttered. "She's lying!"

"Yeah yeah, save it for your mother when she finds out you've got detention." Mr.Kim directs the boys away from the cafeteria. "Detention?!" Jackson yells, "But I didn't do anything!"

Their voices fade off as they continued down the hall.

"That was so cool." Hoseok murmurs astonished. You turn to look at him, blushing as you realized what happened.

"Yeah, well, Jackson and Jaebum just kept giving you trouble. They deserve a taste of their own medicine," You reply.

Hosoek giggles, getting ready to bite in to his soiled sandwich. "Hey, wait a minute! You gonna eat that dirty thing?"

Hoseok looks down at his sandwich, "Well, my mom made it. It's okay. It's not too bad. I don't want her hard work to go to waste."

You make a face, "Stop it." You walk away to grab your lunch from the other table and bring it back to his. You hand him your sandwich. "Here, you can have mine. Don't eat that disgusting thing. You're gonna be sick. You're mom don't want you sick."

Hoseok grins, "Okay!" He takes a bite of the sandwich, cheeks moving wildly.

You watched him eat, "Don't let any of those other kids pick on you." You scold him. He just keeps eating and grinning. "Alright!" He says, mouth full of food.

"What are you smiling about?" Hoseok shrugs, "I don't know. I'm happy. I think I've made a friend."

You quirk an eyebrow at him. An odd boy he is to you but he's cute, and making a new friend? Why not?

"Well, what's your name? We can't be friends and not know each others names."

Hoseok nods and swallows before responding. "Hoseok. My name is Hoseok."

"Y/N. Nice to meet you Hoseok."

Hoseok smiles widely, "I hope we'll be great friends Y/N."

You stare at him, in awe by the radiance of his smile. "Oh! Thanks for the sandwich by the way."

You giggle, "No problem, Hoseok."

After the hours of work put in to finding a dress, doing your hair, and applying make up, you were finally ready. You look over yourself in the mirror, smoothing down the front of your dress, adjust the few tendrils of hair and checking for any spots of lipstick outside their boundaries. You walk downstairs only to be bombarded with your mother wanting to take thousands of pictures while your father and Hoseok stand together behind her.

"Mom, please. Mark's going to be here any second." You whine as your mother snaps another photo.

You walk over to Hoseok and greet him with a warm embrace, "Hey, you!" Hobi grips you tightly, "You look amazing!" You chuckle, "Thanks, darling."

"Come on, honey," Your mother interrupts, "Just a couple more and we've got to get some with Hoseok." She snaps another one.

You give her a look.

"You know your face can get stuck like that. What a predicament to be in before prom." Your father chimes in. Hoseok giggles.

"Dad, please. Make her stop. Hobi! Don't encourage them." Hoseok laughs even louder.

"Guys!" You whine.

He chuckles, "Alright, Alright. Honey, let her go. She still lives with us. You get to see her everyday."

"I know, but not like this. She never looks this beautiful." Your mother responds.

"HEY!"

"Oh, stop it Y/N. You know what I mean. Now, quick one with Hoseok." Hoseok beams, stepping towards you and wrapping a hand around your waist. He whispers in your ear, "I think you always look beautiful."

You look up at him with warm cheeks, "Thanks Hobi."

"Alright you two, stop flirting and smile!" Your mother holds up the camera to take a photo.

"MOM!" You snap your head towards her and you hear the click of the camera. She laughs, "This is a good one, Y/N." She shows it to you. A rather awfully whiny face you've made in your protest. "Mom, delete that right now." "I think its great. What do you think Hoseok?" He laughs, "I say its brilliant. Make it a postcard for the holidays." You smack his arm "Hoseok!" But he just continues to laugh.

Your mother turns to snaps more pics, "Okay, now a serious one. Come on get close you two." You sigh and Hoseok returns to your side and places his arm around your waist. You place one hand against his chest and smile at the camera. Your mother takes three pics before letting you go.

"Well, I suppose that's enough pictures for now."

"Gee, you think?" You roll your eyes and go to sit on the couch.

"Well, when your date gets here, we've got to take more then." Your mother reminds you. "Oh, brother." You groan. Your parents laugh as they move into the kitchen.

Hoseok joins you. You lean your head on his shoulder, "I can't believe you're not going. What am I to do without my best friend?"

"I just didn't want to go. But don't let it stop you. I'm sure you'll have good fun with Mr. Mark Tuan."

You smile, "Well, I hope so. I wish you were going."

Hoseok chuckles, "I gotta help my Mom out. That reminds me, I need to hurry home before she gets off work and clean up a bit." He runs a hand through your hair and kisses your forehead, "You have fun and I'll see you later, okay?"

With that Hoseok moves towards the door, "And Y/N… you really do look beautiful." You giggle and your face heats up again, "Thanks again, Hobi! Text me!" You push him out the door. "Will do!" He says and you wave him goodbye.

An hour passes, and not one knock has met your front door since Hoseok left. "Hey honey, he hasn't arrived yet?"

You shake your head, brows furrowing, "He said he'd be here at 6. But it's already 7:15. I texted him, but he hasn't answered. I don't know where he could be. The doors open in fifteen minutes." "Hm, do you want me to drive you there? You can't get all nice like this and not go. Maybe you'll meet him there." Your mother asks.

"I guess. It starts soon. Don't wanna be late."

The car ride to the dance is silent. You busy yourself, constantly checking your phone to see if you have any messages from your date, but still no replies.

You arrive at the school, watching all the people dressed so formally stumble cheerfully into the gym.

"Alright, honey. Have fun and don't be home too late." Your mother kisses you and sends you on your way. You gather your dress into your hands and head up the stairs towards the entrance. You can already hear the thump of the music as you approach the doors.

You walk inside and are greeted with a barely recognizable gym, almost like something out of a fairy tale. It was obvious how much work the prom board put in to decorating this year. The gym is decorated from floor to ceiling with lights like stars, and streamers that stretched from one end to the other. Around the edges of the gym is a silk path decorated with little white arches covered in vines and pretty white flowers. The tables have nice little ornaments and the chairs are covered in beige silk. There's a carriage on the far side of the room where couples are taking pictures. Others were by the snack table filling plastic champagne glasses with punch.

You look around to see if you could find Mark, occasionally taking a moment to greet some of your friends and other classmates.

Glancing at your phone, it's already 7:45 and he still hadn't messaged you back. Where is he?

You decide to busy yourself at the snack table, munching on pretzels and sipping punch. Your eyes move across the room. You watch groups of people chat animatedly over nothing important and girls gawking over each others dresses. Other couples were grooving to the music and laughing. You smile. Everyone is seemingly enjoying themselves. Everyone including your date.

Your smile fades quickly as you watch him dance a little too closely with some blonde beauty you recognized from your History class. You raise an eyebrow, quickly toss your punch, and march towards his direction.

"Mark!?"

The boy named Mark, your supposed-to-be-date glances over at you, his dancing slows to a stop. "Y/N…"

"Y/N? Mark, who is she?" The blonde asks. He turns back to her, "Nobody babe, just…" Your eyes widen, "NOBODY?! Wow!" You keep your eyes on him while answering her question, "Is that really how you're going to refer to your prom date?!"

She looks at you, "Prom date?! Why would my boyfriend take you to the prom?" And though it may seem impossible, your eyes widen even more, "YOU HAD A GIRLFRIEND?!"

"Uh…"Mark's eyes shift between you and his girlfriend. "Mark, what is she talking about?! Tell me what's going on?"

But Mark is speechless at the predicament he's put himself in.

You roll your eyes. "He was supposed to be my prom date." You explain, "He asked me two weeks ago, but it looks like he was already occupied. I should have known. You, Jaebum, Jackon…You're all the same." You turn to walk away from him. "Y/N, wait." You hear him call. Later you'd ask yourself why you bothered to stop and look back. "So you're just going to go after her when I'm standing right here?!" The blonde girl hits him in the shoulder. "OW!" "You're unbelievable." She stomps on his foot and struts away. "Babe, wait!" He calls after her while gripping his foot, "Come back! Babe, it wasn't like that."

You shake your head, "You have a great night, Mark." This time you made sure you walked fast enough, fast enough so that no one would catch the tears that threatened to fall.

You find yourself wondering the streets before ending up on one of the swing sets in the nearby park. You should have known. Mark, one of the most popular guys in school, asking you to prom. And you made the mistake of thinking he was different than his friends, than his "bros." But, all of them were the same. Dicks in elementary. Dicks in high school.

"Y/N? Y/N, is that you?" Your head pops up to see a familiar figure walking towards you. "Hoseok?"

He walks up to you, smiling that gorgeous smile of his. "Hey! What are you doing out here, this late?"

You blush and giggle, unable to resist his contagious grin, "I'm just getting some air. What about you?"

"Oh, I'm just needed to pick up some groceries." He held up the plastic bag, "You know, Dad's in the hospital. Mom and I are going to make him some soup."

"Oh yeah, how is he?" You ask remembering his Dad had come down with a terrible illness that's kept him in the hospital for three months now. You remember on visits with Hoseok, he'd joke about how he hated the hospital food and missed his wife's cooking. From then on, Hoseok and his Mom assured they would try to come with something homemade every now and then.

"He's doing good. Doctors say he might be able to come home soon." He takes up a swing next to you.

"So, why are you not at prom? Where's Mark?"

You snort, "With his prom date. His real prom date." Hoseok's eyebrows furrow, "What do you mean?" You look away from him, "He had a girlfriend, Hoseok. He never showed up to my house. I guess I found out why."

"He stood you up?!"

You shake your head,"It doesn't matter anymore, Hobi."

"It matters to me. Especially if you got yourself out here on a swing set at who knows what o'clock. What an asshole! I can't believe him. Next time I see him, I'm gonna kill him. And look at you, all-" Hoseok stops his ranting at the sound of you sniffling.

"Woah, woah woah, are you crying?" Hoseok asks, fingers reaching out to turn your face towards him. "Hey, don't let those things mess up your pretty face." His thumbs swipe away tears you hadn't realized were falling, "Especially over some dumb guy." You hiccup, "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you to see me like this." Hoseok shook his head, "No, don't apologize. It's not your fault." You scoff, "Looks like I wasted money on this dress." You look down at the full length dress. You remember taking hours before you'd finally found one that screamed you.

Hoseok smiles, "Well," He stands up holding out his hand, "The night's not over yet. Still need a date?" You look up at him, slowly taking his hand, "Are you asking to be my prom date?" Hoseok offers you a reassuring smile, "Miss L/N, would you mind being my prom date?" He pulls you into his arm and you giggle, "Why yes, Mr. Jung." "Very good. Now what good is it you wearing this dress and you haven't danced in it. May I?" You laugh, "Hobi, there's no music." "Tsk. Tsk. Where is your imagination, Y/N?" Hoseok begins to spin you around and hum some random tune. You just laugh and follow his lead as he spins the two you around the park. You're smiling as he twirls the two of you and you even join in on his random tunes. From far away the two of you appear as a couple enjoying yourselves in a vacant park. You can be heard giggling, humming, and tripping over each other, stumbling like a couple of love drunk fools. Hoseok pulls you in close, dipping you back for the finale. He brings you back up quickly and fall into him but he quickly steadies you. You settle for putting your arms around his neck and allowing him to gently sway you side to side. There's a twinkle in Hoseok's eyes as he continues to rock you. You smile, "What? What is it?"

He chuckles lightly, "Nothing. It's just you're beautiful." Your face heats up for the nth time that night, "Thanks, Hobi. For all of it actually. For being here. I had a really great time."

"No problem. I can be your prom date anytime." He responds. "You should have been," you giggle and shake your head, "That Mark, honestly."

"I really should have gone. I should have asked you." Hoseok says after another moment. His words surprise you for only a second.You look into his eyes and there's something there. You can't quite place it, but it's radiating.

"Why didn't you?" He scoffs and shakes his head, eyes averting yours, "I wanted to. I tried but Mark beat me to it." Your eyes widened,"Hoseok…"

"It's my fault, Y/N. I should've been honest with you from the start." He removes your arms from his neck and takes your hands in his. You look between his eyes and your hands and back, "Hoseok, what are you saying?" "You know," He pushes a couple tendrils of your hair back behind your ear, "You really do look beautiful tonight. You always look beautiful. Even the first day we met."

"Hobi…" "I should've told you sooner. Then none of this wouldn't have happened. Wouldn't have to worry about stupid Mark standing you up. You deserve better. And I should've told you. I should've told you that I like you, Y/N. I really like you, Like, like like, you."

"Hoseok…" Your voice is caught in your throat unable to turn thoughts in to words at his confession. A few million things run through your mind but you can't seem to catch one word. But you need to say something. "Hoseok… I…" Hoseok's eyes search your own but all he can see is something along the lines of disbelief and confusion. He drops your hands and sighs. "It's okay, Y/N. You don't have to return my feelings. I just really hope this won't make things weird between us or change the friendship that we have. I just thought you should know since I've been hiding it for so long." You shook your head, "Hoseok…that's not…" "Oh? I'm….Is that too much. Did I make it weird now? Shit…" He steps away from you. Your eyes follow him, Too many things cloud your mind so you do the only thing you could do. "Hoseok…" you quickly step closer to him and press your lips to his. The kiss is short and sweet but in that moment it's all the answers you need. You pull away, "I like you too, Hoseok."

Hoseok's eyes are wide, and he appears out of breath from the brief meeting of your lips with his own, but he is brought back to life at the sound of your own confession and kisses you again. This time it's with more fervor. It turns your mind to gush and your knees threaten to give out. One of his hands is against your cheek, deepening the kiss, while the other holds you securely against him by the small of your back. You're breathless when you the two of you finally pull away.

Hoseok chuckles while you attempt to catch you breath. You give him a look, " What? What's funny?" Hoseok shakes his head at you. He's smiling so brightly, "Nothing, I'm just really happy. " Your brows furrow. Deja vu? However, the thought is quickly wiped away, returning his smile with your own as you lean in to kiss him again,"Me too!"

Are you dreaming? Some say fireworks and stars burst behind the eyes of two in love but you are sure you can see heaven. And it's there in his eyes, in his arms, in his smile. Every subtle touch and whisper to you, filthy or not. And definitely in his kisses. The love, it radiates and it overwhelms you. Some passionate thing you have. It's like you're connected at the soul. But this love is darker. It's dangerous. It's consuming. It's possessive and carnal and it's all yours. You love to know him like this in the dead of night, in the early morning, in the middle of the day. And he aims to please and has never failed. Hoseok's hands are traveling your body, trekking the paths to the raw burning desire building like a fire inside of you.

He's so perfect, the man above you. Encasing you in his arms, loving you like no one else can, telling you how beautiful you are, the most perfect thing he's ever seen. It's unbelievable how a single touch, a smile, or look from him leaves you breathless. It's strange that the same person that grounds you,makes you feel safe, protects you could make you feel exposed, vulnerable, and aware. The same person that keeps you sane is driving you crazy. You feel like Icarus, and he's your sun. You're flying to high. You're falling too deep.

And it's so clear. It's so clear, the way he holds you, the way he devours you, how much he wants you, how much he needs you. He wants everything about you, everything dirty, pure, raw, untouched. Every flaw, every fear, every hope. Everything. He wants it all. And you're so willing to give in as he worships your body and presence and you thank him with everything you have. Promises burn in your skin and unanswered questions don't go unnoticed with nips of teeth here and there.

Your love, your desires, you wants, your needs, your lust seep in to each other, filling every vein so that the feelings, emotions and actions are unmistakeable for anything but what they are. Every inch of you becomes imprinted on each other's skin, imprinted on each other's bones, like you never want to forget any of it. Never had a room filled with sounds so sweet as yours. The walls echo you him you him. Hands are everywhere now, nails clawing, teeth clashing, tongues colliding, bodies molding, skin against skin.

Hoseok memorizes every inch of you, inside and out. He's discovered what makes you arch, moan, and scream and only in such a short time.

"Hoseok…" You whimper. "Tell me what you want, baby?" You groan, "You, I always want you."

Two pink lines stare back at you, and when you needed a second opinion, the word is clear as day.

You are pregnant.

No matter how exciting it may be, your first thought is how are you going to tell Hoseok. A million worries run through your head and though the negative ones aren't that likely, the positive ones aren't strong enough to comfort you.

What if he doesn't want the baby? What if he doesn't believe you or that it's his? Or worse, what if he leaves?

Your anxiety skyrockets the rest of the time as you pace around your apartment wondering how you're going to break the new to Hoseok. And when you're not thinking about Hoseok, you're miles into the future wondering what you might name the child, where they might sleep and if you would repaint a room in the apartment for them or if you should work towards a house. And when you aren't thinking of that, your mind worries over complications you might have with child. Would the baby have 10 fingers and 10 toes? Would it be born with an illness? Are you healthy enough to give birth? Would you lose the baby?

The thoughts overwhelm you so much you nearly burst in to tears before willing yourself to calm down, as there's still one giant block to get out of the way and that block would be home any minute now.

You busy yourself with cleaning up the living room a bit before moving to the kitchen to start dinner. You decide that you'd cook one of Hoseok's favorite dishes for the occasion. Is that your way of easing him into it?

It's just after 8 when you've finished dinner and set the table when Hoseok enters, home from work.

"Hi baby!" He sets his briefcase down and removes his shoes quickly before walking over to you and kissing you. He groans,"Mhm, you taste delightful." You giggle as he squeezes you in his arms,"Hobi.."

"I'm serious." He says, kissing you again, "Is that strawberry?" Your hands rest against his chest as he kisses you once more, this time deeper. You moan. You're nearly lightheaded and breathless as his hands slip down to your ass, gripping firmly, and grinding lightly against your pelvis. The growing need in the pit of your stomach due to the action, however, is quickly halted when you remember the other thing that's growing in the pit of your stomach. Nervousness shakes you again and you slowly pull away from Hoseok with a small smile, "Dinner's ready."

"Smells wonderful! Ah roast beef, my favorite!" Hoseok takes a seat at the table, and you next to him. You watch him take his first bite, groaning, "Oh my god, this is so good! Should I marry you now?" His question catches you off guard but you quickly hide it with a smile, "I'm glad you like it." Your hands are shaking as you take up your own fork and dig in.

Marrriage. That actually didn't cross your mind while you worried yourself silly earlier about future plans. And now it all comes back, crushing down on you, overwhelming you again. Does he want to marry you? When would the wedding be? How would you fit in to your dress once you stomach swells like a balloon? What if he doesn't want to marry you once he finds out you're pregnant? What if he wants you to get rid of it? No, you couldn't do that. You wouldn't. But what if he tries to make you choose? No he wouldn't. He's not like that. He wouldn't …would he?

"Baby," Hoseok's voice bring you out of your thoughts. You shake your head, "Yes? What is it?" He reaches over and places a hand on your cheek, his thumb massaging the skin between your eyebrows where they seem to have gathered in your worry. "What's troubling that pretty little head of yours? You've barely touched your food." You look down out your plate, other than the bite you took earlier, it looks as it did when you fixed it, only cooler now, you suppose. You look back at Hoseok, "Nothing. Nothing." You give him a reassuring smile though he might not buy it, "How was work?" You opt for changing the subject.

He pulls his hand away and returns to his food, "It was good. Boring meetings. New employees. Fax this. File that. The usual. It'd be more fun if you came by though. You should come in some time, during lunch," He gives you a wink. "Hoseok…we'll get in to trouble." Your mouth twist upwards, nevertheless, at the idea. "I sure hope so." He says, taking another bite of his food. You shake your head at him,"Don't be ridiculous." He chuckles, "Oh come on, it's the only place we haven't done it you know. Right on my office desk."

You blush, "Hoseok!"

He laughs, setting his fork down and sighing, "That was delicious. I'm ready for dessert." He places his hand on your thigh. You swallow thickly and place a hand on his, "I think I'm going to clean up first and you get changed and then…how about….how about we watch movie tonight?"

Hoseok's eyebrows furrow. He rubs small circles against the back of your hand, "Is that what you want to do tonight?" You're sure he can sense there's something you're not telling him. You nod slowly, and thankfully, he doesn't press. He knows when the time is right, you'll tell him. He sends you another one of his brilliant grins, "Okay, we can do that. I'll go get changed and you pick out the movie, hm?"

You're curled up on the couch leaning against Hoseok shoulder while he draws mindless circles on your thigh. His eyes are glued to the tv screen but you can barely see it. Worry shakes you again and you think you're going to be sick. Earlier thoughts and concerns fill your head with fears. You can feel your stomach catapult in to your throat and your hearts beating quickly. You're sure he could probably hear it over the movie and maybe in the way your breathing changes. The fear suffocates you with the unknown possibilities. And there is one possibility that conquers others. Hoseok leaves. The prospect of being without him after all these years leaves you with an unpleasant feeling in your chest and you're just not sure if you could handle that.

"Hobi…" You're voice small and you almost think he doesn't hear you but he looks down at you, "Hm?"

You take a deep breath, "What do you think about kids?" He seems taken aback by your question at first, "They're great. Why do you ask?" You busy yourself with his shirt, fingers fumbling with the fabric, "Just curious is all." Hobi sighs, "Well, I'd like some one day." You lift your head at that, "You…you want to be a dad?" Hoseok's eyebrows knit together as if you'd asked him a silly question, "Of course I want to be a dad." Hoseok grins at you tapping your nose, "I want to be a great dad." You smile at that, "You'd be a great dad." You sit up properly, and reach up to card through his hair, shifting some of his bangs. "In fact," you sigh, "You're going to be a great dad. You…already are." Your voice trails off.

Hoseoks brows knit together again only this time in confusion, "What do you mean?" He stares at you. You stop messing with his hair and place your hands in your lap. Your heart pounds against your ribcage. You take another deep breath, eyes cast down unable to look at him in fear of the worse.

"I mean," you bite your lip, another exhale, "You're going to be a dad, Hoseok. I'm pregnant."

It's as if time stops. Hoseok doesn't say anything and you're afraid to look up at him. And you can feel your heart in your throat. Your bottom lip disappears between your teeth, afraid you just might cry.

"Are you serious?" He asks after a moment. You nod and your eyes finally meet his. Yet, he's got the biggest smile on his face. "I'm…I'm going to be a dad?" He starts chuckling, "Y/N?!" Your eyes widened, shocked at his sudden outburst of your name, "Yes?" "I'M GONNA BE A DAD!" "You…you're not upset?" You question despite his obvious happiness. Hoseok shakes his head, "No…no…no no no," Hoseok places his hands on your cheeks, "Baby, why would you think I'd be upset?" "I just…I thought you….you might not want the baby. I thought you might l- leave me." You look down at your fingers in your lap. "Baby, no. No. Look at me. Look at me." He lifts your chin, "I would never leave you. Why would you think that? After all these years. We're best friends. We're lovers. And now, we're going to be parents. And worry about me not wanting the baby? Leave you to fend for yourself? Baby, you've made me the happiest man on Earth. I couldn't bare leaving you or being without you. I love you so much. So, so much." He kisses you and suddenly you become overwhelmed with emotion.

How could you have been so stupid as to think he would leave you when he's been by your side this whole time? This man loves you and you love him. Not once could you ever deny that. Hoseok pulls away, "Baby, are you crying?" He looks at you with deep concern in his eyes, but more than anything, it's love. "I- I'm sorry. I jus- I jus thought, " You sob, "I'm…I was so scared… that-" You couldn't finish your sentence as more tears came. What was wrong with you? "Shh shh." Hoseok comforts you, "Oh baby, no don't you worry. It's going to be okay. I'm right here okay. We're going to do this together. " He encases you in his arms, fingers in your hair and kissing your tears away, "Everything will be fine." And with the way he holds you, you believe him. "And you, my dear girl, are going to be a wonderful mother." He kisses your lips and you giggle in to the kiss.

He pulls away and stands up quickly, "BUT I!" He wonders around the room, pulling you to your feet, "IM GOING TO BE A DAD. IM IN LOVE AND IM GOING TO BE A DAD." He twirls you around the room and you can't help but laugh. "WITH THE MOST BEAUTIFUL, BEAUTIFUL WOMAN IN THE WORLD…" He looks down at you with that radiant smile of his. He picks you up and spins you around and kisses you.

"As my wife."

"Ah, if it isn't our birthday, girl!" Hoseok leans down, nuzzling his nose against your daughter's nose. Her small hands reach up for him and he picks her up and spins her around. She's laughing and sporting her almost toothless grin.

You are finishing up cooking and a smile never leaves your face as you turn to seem him making faces and sounds at her. The father of your child is amazing.

He looks up at you and greets you with a kiss to your lips and a hand around your waist, "Good morning, beautiful."

You blush, amazed that after all this time, he still has that effect on you, " Morning, handsome." Hoseok looks around the kitchen seeing the food you've prepared, "This looks delicious. Did you help Mommy cook, princess?"

You smile at your daughter, her big glossy eyes looking between you and her father, clueless as ever, "Say, no Daddy, I can't cook on my birthday." You pinch her cheeks. Your daughter reaches for you, arms stretched out. You giggle, "Okay,baby," and you take her in to your arms. "Hoseok, will you grab her high chair?"

Hoseok pulls the chair up to the dining table and you place her in the chair before grabbing the plates and putting food on them. Two big plates for you and Hoseok and one smaller plate for your daughter.

"You gonna feed her this time?" You asked Hoseok setting your daughters plate down in front over her. He nods and takes up the seat near your daughter. While you sit on the other side of him.

He turns to her, "Are you hungry, birthday girl?" He takes a spoon, dipping into the food and getting small portion. He lifts it to her mouth, "Here comes the plane! Shooom!" Her mouth opens wide and takes a big bite. Hoseok laughs, "Good girl!" She just giggles. You smile at the two of them. You just don't know how you could be any happier.

The day is filled with screaming and giggling, noisy toys, quick patters of little feet being chased around by bigger feet, cuddling up on the couch, and the shutter of a camera to capture every beautiful moment.

"Alright, you gonna blow out your candles, okay?" You say, holding up the camera as Hoseok crouches next to your daughter in her high chair. "Ready," Hoseok looks at his daughter, his arm wrapped around her small body. He's smiling warmly at her, "1…2…3" He blows them out and she attempts to blow them out with him. You snap a picture.

"Alright now, we can eat. Here you go princess," Hoseok dips his finger in the icing and puts it on her nose. She is confused at first but giggles and you can't help the smile that graces your features. She dips her small hand into the icing and paints Hoseok's face. "Ah, you got it in Daddy's eye." But she just laughs, taking her whole hand and spreading it over his face. "Oh so that's how you want to play?" Hoseok returns his daughter's attack with another dab of icing on her cheeks and forehead. She just giggles again and Hoseok matches her leaning in to kiss her nose.

You should be worried about the messy cake but no, you take a picture and laugh to yourself because you don't think you could be any happier than you are now. In this moment, you are surrounded by the two people you love the most. The ones that mean the most to you in this world and you couldn't wish for anything more.

"Oh you two, you're making a mess and I haven't had any." You chime in. Hoseok grins up at you, "Here, wanna try?" He takes his finger and dips it in the icing and rubs it across his lips and you barely blink before his lips are pressing against yours smothering cake between the two of you.

He pulls away, "Taste delicious right?" You tilt your head, pretending to contemplate, "Hmm, I'm not sure I could tell. You'll have to kiss me again."

Hoseok lips split into a grin before he leans in and kisses you again. You wrap your arms around his neck. His hands begin to wander and you slowly pulled away, "Not in front of the child, Hobi."

"You're right. She'll be asleep soon, anyways." You cock an eyebrow, "You trying to give her a sibling?" His brow arches, "Can we?" You hit him. He laughs, "I'm kidding. I'm kidding. Maybe later, hm." You roll your eyes but laugh and nod, "I love you." He smiles, "I love you, too."

"Mhmm, don't leave." You kiss Hoseok's lips, down his jaw and across his chest. Hoseok needs to get to work but you're too damn tempting. "Baby, I have to go to work." "Why don't you," You press him into the sheets and straddle him, "call in sick today, hm?" You lean down and continue your assault on his chest. Hoseok's hands settle on your hips, "As tempting as that is," he groans when you began to rock your hips into his, "I really can't today. Were working on a big project right now. However," He rolls the two of you over so that he's on top, "How about we continue this tonight? I'll do whatever you want." He kisses your lips, "Hm?"

You smirk and allow your fingers to grip him through his boxers, "Whatever I want?" Hoseok groans again. His head falls on your shoulder as he tries to find the strength to restrain himself. "Y/N." He says your name hoarsely, his dark eyes boring into your own, "Baby…I have to go." He pulls away from you, albeit reluctantly, but nevertheless he had to go.

You lean back, a mischievous grin gracing your features as you watch him dress. He looks over at your reclining figure on the bed and sends a smirk your way, while he adjust his tie.

"I'll be back soon." He leans over the bed and kisses you goodbye, "Wait for me, okay?" "Come home quickly. Me and __ will be here waiting." He smiles, "I will. I love you." You kiss him again, "I love you, too."

"Mama, where's Daddy?" Your daughter, ___ ask with big curious eyes and hands stretched up towards you.

"Daddy's at work, princess. So me and you are going to spend the day together, hm?" You say picking up your daughter. Her small arms wrap around your neck as you carry her to the kitchen.

"You hungry, buddy?" She nods with a small affirmation.

After breakfast you decide to do a bit of cleaning up in the bedroom and laundry. While you're folding clothes, ___ entertains herself by coloring, occasionally raising it up in the air so you'll see her artwork.

"Oh that's beautiful, baby!" You look down at the drawing, full of scribbles, colors, and unidentifiable figures, but no less beautiful and holds imagination only a child could possess."Let's frame this one after Daddy sees it."

She's smiling up at you and giggling at how pleased you are. She turns around and quickly hands you another drawing. This one has three figures and they're labeled 'Mommy,' 'Daddy,' and 'Me' in big toddler like letters. It's precious. There's flowers and a house in the background. The sky is colored blue and the sun is shining. You all look like one big happy family, and it couldn't be more perfect. "I think this ones my favorite." You look at her and she's blushing a bit. "How about you keep these safe, and when Daddy gets here, we'll show it to him, okay?"

She nods excitedly, "Okay!" And runs off to put them in her bedroom. You chuckle at her. She's so much like her father, all smiles, full of energy and eager. She's just as perfect as him and you wonder how you got so lucky.

You're cooking dinner when Hoseok calls. "Hi, darling!" You greet him. "Hi, beautiful! What have you been up to?" You can hear Hoseok grinning through the phone. "Me and ___ have just been hanging out today. She made some really nice drawings. You should see them. Even one of the whole family." "Oh really? I can't wait!" "So, what? Are you on your way home? You know, we're supposed to finish what we started this morning." You purr in to the phone. Hoseok chuckles, "Sure thing, sweetheart, of course we will. But, I gotta let you know, I'll be home late." "What? Why?" You whine. "My boss wants me to stay here and finish up these reports for the project. You know the faster we get it done, it'll allow us to have more time between this project and the next one. Since everyone's been working hard on this project, boss says we can have a much needed break." Hoseok explains.

You sigh, "Okay, well don't overwork yourself. I'll come down there if I have to." Hoseok laughs, "Don't worry, baby. I'll be home before you know it." "I'm cooking right now. Do you want me to leave plate in the fridge for you?" "No, no. I'll pick something up. You don't have to. You and ___ eat well. I gotta go, baby, but I'll see you later. I love you." "I love you, too." You hang up.   You look over at your daughter, who's watching tv, "Looks like it'll just be me and you tonight for dinner, bud."

After dinner, you clean up the dishes, though you debate whether to leave a plate for Hoseok and decide to anyways, wrapping it up and putting in the fridge with a sticky note. You cuddle up on the couch with ___ flipping through channels, eyes drooping in and out of sleep. "Mommy," Your daughter's voice wakes you. "Hm?" You yawn and look down at her head resting against your chest. "I'm tired." You smile softly, "Me too. Let's get you to bed." You cut off the television and pick ___ up in your arms and carry her to her room.

"Mommy, where's daddy?" She asks while you're tucking her in. "Daddy had to stay at work for awhile. He'll be back later, but you'll be fast asleep by then." You pull up the blanket and lean over to kiss forehead. "Goodnight, honey. Sleep tight."

You cut off her light and turn on her galaxy nightlight, watching as stars and planets spread across the ceiling. You close her door and head to your bedroom down the hall. You change in to your night gown and hop in the bed sighing and sending Hoseok a quick text message about the food in the fridge, before you go to sleep.

It's a telephone call and the world seems to shift. The room is tilting. You're suffocating and it's becoming hard too breathe.

Mrs. Jung? Yes, I'm sorry to tell you this but your husband was killed in an armed robbery at the local gas station.

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO!" You tear magazines apart, rip clothes from the drawers. You fling items off the dresser and knock over an old picture of you and Hoseok that now has a crack across his face. You pick up, fingers grazing over its cracks, not caring about the glass that pricks your fingers. A scream rings through the house, echoes off the walls and you almost can't believe it's yours. You hold the frame close to your chest. It felt as though you were being torn in half. Images of his smiling face, the feeling of his warmth radiating. To think he wouldn't be coming through that door. To think, this morning was the last time you'd ever see him. You double over and you think you're going to be sick. You can't stop the tears from coming or the anger that fills you.

And now, you're at the hospital staring at his lifeless body. Soft eyes, like they would open any moment. There is an air of serenity about him, and though his skin pales, there is a warmth still radiates. His full lips, still pink and slightly parted as if he would speak. Your eyes scan over his body, wondering if you'd wait long enough, you'd see a rise and fall in his chest, but you don't. He doesn't move. He doesn't speak. He doesn't breathe. He doesn't wake up and it angers you.

"NO!" You yell, " YOU CAN'T DO THIS, HOSEOK! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME! HOSEOK! HOSEOK! YOU PROMISED!" You strike his immobile corpse. "YOU FUCKING PROMISED ME! YOU PROMISED-"

"Mrs. Jung!" A nurse grabs your arms and pulls you to her chest. She rubs soothing circles on your back, "Come on, let's get you out of here."

It's silent in your house. Far too silent. And the silence is far too loud for you to sleep. You slide to the floor, back against the wall, your head in your hands. You're shaking. He's gone. He's gone. Hoseok's gone. If he had just come home, you think. If his boss hadn't asked him to stay. If he had just come home and eaten the dinner you prepared for him. To think that someone could be here one moment and then disappear.

Sometimes you think you hear the door unlocking. Maybe his footsteps coming down the hall, but all you get is emptiness. You want someone to tell you it's a bad dream, a nightmare, and you want to wake up from it. It feels like pieces of you fall apart and can never be put back together. Your best friend, your lover, your partner in crime, your husband, is dead.

"Mommy?" You're daughter's voice cuts through your thoughts. You look over at her as she walks towards you. You pull her to you grabbing her and holding onto her like a lifeline. She's all you have left of him.

"Hoseok, I miss you, baby. I miss you so much, but heaven's got a new angel." A bitter smile waxes your features.

"Our daughter's doing great. She looks just like you. Smiles and everything. She starts school tomorrow. I'm worried you know but she's excited."

Silence fills the space and tears brew in your eyes. "I- I wish you were here, Hobi… I-"

A breeze blows and sends a shiver down your spine. You pull your coat tighter against your body and pull your scarf up to your nose. If you closed your eyes you could almost see him, running towards you, taking you in his arms and kissing the tears away but when you open them all you see is the white marble tombstone staring back. Its surface just as cold as the god who took him away from you.

Missing You Epilogue (short drabble)

"Mommy, we should leave Daddy the picture?" Your daughter's voice cuts through the cold silence.

You sniffle and quickly wipe the tears away and smile at her, "I think he'd like that."

You watch as her tiny feet slowly walk towards the tombstone. She places the picture against the marble and places one of the flower vases on top so it doesn't blow away.

It's a drawing of the three of you, the happiest family, the most perfect one that can be.

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