#thank you so much! i dont want to be bubbly on such a serious drabble but i want to give an enthusiastic thanks because this one really got

[good-beanswrites]

If it's okay with you, could you write a drabble about the hypothetical aftermath of Amane getting attacked by Kotoko?

Welp thank you pal for making me absolutely insane with this request 👍 I ran through a few hypotheticals and realized I had to shift some things around since there were so many absolutely tragic outcomes. I worked something out but damn if it didn’t make me emotional to think about how uniquely rough Amane has it. Even making sure she's in a good place at the end, this got pretty serious, so warnings for child abuse and cult references. 

(So in canon, Kotoko goes in order and attacks Fuuta, but Kazui steps in. Then she attacks Mahiru while he’s distracted with his injuries. She’s about to attack Amane, but Mikoto gets in the way (my hc that he did it on purpose survives!). By the time they reach a draw, Kazui is back, and the two of them can prevent Kotoko from any further action against Amane. Sticking to this apparent system of three attacks and one rescue, I’m just shuffling around the injuries for this story. Fuuta’s attack went unnoticed, and he’s in the same state as canon Mahiru. Mikoto steps in before Kotoko can fight Mahiru, so Mappi’s the one who get out physically unscathed. While Mikoto checks on Mahiru, recovers himself, or discovers Fuuta, Kotoko is able to attack Amane next. Kazui comes to help, but not before she leaves Amane looking like canon Fuuta.)

Mahiru could practically feel her heart shatter into a million pieces when Amane finally cried in front of her. She hadn’t shed a single tear yesterday – it was the shock, Shidou said. Mahiru was skeptical. After all, she had been shocked, too, and cried plenty.

Amane woke as she came in with breakfast. She took a moment to survey herself, bandages peeking out from beneath her pajamas and an eyepatch securely over her right eye. As calmly as one might say “good morning,” she started to cry. Mahiru might have missed it, if Amane hadn’t wiped at her good eye with her sleeve.

“Oh, sweetheart…!” Mahiru rushed over to her. “It’s okay, I’m here.” She wanted nothing more than to wrap the girl in a secure embrace, but she remembered the mass of bandages that were around her chest. Shidou had mentioned broken ribs and bruises. It took everything in her not to cry along with Amane, at the thought.

“I can get you another ice pack, if you need. Or more medicine.” Her mind spun with ways to help with pain. Many of the first aid supplies had been used to keep Fuuta from the brink of death, but surely there were extras to spare for Amane. 

The girl just shook her head. 

She muttered, “I can’t… I…I’m going to be punished, I’m going to be punished…”

“No! You’re safe now.” Mahiru placed her hands gently on Amane’s arms. “Kotoko’s not coming back. We’re all watching over you. You’re safe. She’s not going to hurt you anymore.” 

“That’s not…” Amane pulled away. Her voice stayed level, despite hiccups interrupting her. A hand reached up to her eyepatch. “It’s this. It’s all of this. It’s sinful. I took it off last night, but he must have…” She started unwrapping it. “They’re going to punish me...” 

With a careful motion, Mahiru held it in place and took Amane’s hands into her own. She’d been picking up on the signs ever since they arrived here together, and a final wave of understanding washed over her. 

“I can’t let you do that.”

Amane’s expression twisted, though words came out far more frantic than fiery. “Let me go.” 

Mahiru didn’t. “I’m sorry. Amane, you need this treatment.”

“That is not your decision to make. That is not any human’s decision to make.”

Mahiru pressed her lips together. “I know. But I can’t watch as you… I can’t sit by again while someone…” She was careful not to apply any pressure, but she could no longer fight the urge to gather Amane up in her arms. “You don’t need to be afraid of those people, anymore.”

“I’m not afraid.” Amane hiccuped. “They love me, and I love them. I need to be good for them.”

“I love you, and I don’t want to see you in pain.”

“You just pity me because I’m young.”

“Why does your age matter? You are a lovely young woman – you are my friend – and I can’t bear to see you in pain.”

The two sat in silence for a moment. Mahiru doubted she would take that as an answer; Amane had refused to call any of the others her friend. At least she didn’t argue. In fact, it seemed she was leaning into the embrace a bit more. She sighed a shaky breath into Mahiru’s uniform.

“Listen, Amane. Can you do me a favor? I’m trying to be a good girl, too. To make up for something awful, I need to make sure you’re alright. Can you help me? Can we be good together?”

A long pause followed. Amane’s voice spoke up, ever so gently.

“I suppose I can consider it.” She added quickly, “for the sake of your redemption. Of course.”

“Of course.”

#milgram #amane momose #mahiru shiina #thank you so much! i dont want to be bubbly on such a serious drabble but i want to give an enthusiastic thanks because this one really got #the gears turning!! #i started making plans as soon as i saw the ask and it took so long finding something that wouldnt result in straight up tragedy :( #if i kept to the initial timeline and said kazui didnt step in until amanes attack then both fuuta and mahiru would be close to death #and given there seems to limited supplies i think one of them would have died if shidou needed to treat three critical patients #so i moved people around to make sure everyone survived #which brought me to the main problem of amane self sabotaging her medical care #even minor injuries could have resulted in death if she got her way and removed bandages/refused treatment #but the mental strain of keeping the treatment would be just as bad as the physical pain -- shed be paranoid 24/7 of #divine punishment and repeating the mistakes that led her here.... it would hurt more to be forced like that #so i needed someone to be able to get through to her gently #but the only one who shes been able to trust just got the shit beat out of him and is in no position to talk!!!! #everyone else would just make her more upset or not know how to convince her the right way :( #still - i think mahiru could do it the best! with her own trauma from allowing loved ones to die in front of her i think shed be motivated #so. yeah. #i know amane is supposed to be talking in the plural pronoun now but i couldnt get it to work - lets just say that kicks in soon after this #tw cults #tw child abuse #drabbles

[souichieatr]

hiluuu! can i request a scenario/drabble for tsukishima, kuroo, oikawa, and akaashi where they're in a heated argument with their fem!s/o, then she suddenly faints? turns out she had a fever since the morning and hid it from them but got worse during their fight?

their s/o faints during a heated argument

with tsukishima k, kuroo t, oikawa t, akaashi k

a/n: thank you for requesting i hope you enjoy, im sorry this took forever?????? they get longer each one omg

tsukishima k

you don't even remember why you both are fighting, as he sips another insult your headache gets worse. as you don't say anything just raise your hand to your head he gets even more frustrated. "can you at least act like your age, ignoring me isn't going to resolve the issue." he says not noticing how your body starts to shuffle as you try and keep your balance. rolling his eyes turning to the door, "im not going to deal with this today-" before he can finish he hears a loud thud, turning around he sees your body on the floor. rushing to the floor next to you, "y/n?" bringing his hands up to your head, biting his lip cursing at himself in his head. picking up and lays you down in the bed as he gets water and a towel. when you wake up again you notice youre in bed, trying to sit up youre pushed back down. “don't do that, that wasn't cool” he says in a low tone, handing you a glass and some medicine. taking them both with a nod, “thank you kei and im sorry” you say handing the glass back to him, setting it down on the table he takes your hand. gently kissing the back of it and resting his head on your hand. “why are you on the floor?” you softly smile at him hearing a small ‘shut up.’

kuroo t

the fight started because he started to prioritize the volleyball team more than you. it didnt bother you that he stayed late, went early to practice, it didnt bother you until he started canceling plans with you. he told you repeatedly he would spend more time with you, today not being any different waiting in the rain in front of the cafe you both decided to eat at. not until 10 minutes had passed you went back to the school, walking to the gym with angry steps you opened the door roughly. the whole team looking at you soaking wet, frozen for a second he walks over to you. “y/n what are you doing here?” he says in an annoyed tone. “don't give me that bullshit tetsurō, we had plans today i waited for you to only be stood up again, are you even serious about this? us?” you say motioning your hand between him and you. rolling his eyes and he huffs, “can you stop being dramatic? im a captain this team needs me i didnt know you could be so selfish” widening your eyes at him, trying to catch your breath you close your eyes. “selfish? me selfish? you have some nerve i'll be leaving since i dont wanna bother the captain and his team” you say sarcastically, stepping back outside you start coughing. kuroo following behind you, “this conversation isn't done yet” he says grabbing your wrist, turning you around and his eyes widen. “y/n? you look pale are you okay?” he says as he does your eyes roll back and your legs give out. taking you in his arms he rushed inside asking the guys to grab towels to dry you off. sitting down on the floor with you in between his legs, he holds you close feeling guilty. feeling you stir awake he kisses your cheek, “im so sorry babe this is my fault, if i had just been there you wouldnt have been waiting in the rain” he says hugging you tighter. “im serious about us more than anything. i'll try harder to put more effort into our relationship. “i trust you tetsu and do you have any medicine? my heads killing me” you say smiling, he smiles and hands you a bottle of pills and a water.

oikawa t

sitting on the couch, rubbing your temples. “tooru can we please talk about this? youve been ignoring me all day” you say looking at him as he paces the room. “oh now you wanna talk? i thought you were too busy with iwa to notice me” he said stopping to look at you. “wow why are you so mad? what does iwaizumi have to do with this?” you say giving him a confused face as you rest your hand on the back of the couch. “y/n why dont you just date him huh? you obviously like him so much, why are you even with me?” he says getting louder each word. “literally what?” you saying this getting him more frustrated. sighing at those words he runs his hands through his hair, “i saw you both hugging if i knew you were just jumping my friends maybe i what've listened to all those girls.” “okay now what the actual fuck tooru? i can't hug a friend all of a sudden? did you just imply that i am cheating? i cannot believe you” you say feeling your anger bubble up, he opens his mouth to say something. “no no! because how dare you, you have girls all over you everywhere trying to take pictures and give you gifts, you expect me to worship the ground like they do dont you? guess what im not, you dont get to accuse me of cheating because i hugged someone that someone being your closest friend just what person do you take me as huh?” you say getting up fast, maybe too fast as the pounding in your head gets louder. leaning your weight on the couch as you continue, “me and iwaizumi share one simple goal and thats to keep your ass in line, all those late nights and you overworking yourself, you not coming to anyone for help and your bratty ass attitude hes the only one who'll help me deal with you, im not gonna let you blame him because all hes done is help you.” you say getting the strength to get closer to him as you try and take a step your legs falter. his initial reaction to everything you said had his eyes widened and mouth agape, seeing you almost fall sent him over to you trying to help. “no i can do i-” you say as you start to fall and everything goes black. opening your eyes slowly you feel something cool on your head, “hey youre up” a voice says softly. looking over to see tooru next to you as he grabs your hand, before you could say anything else he speaks up. “let me talk for a bit yeah?” he asks as he looks at your joined hands, whispering a soft “okay” he continues. “im sorry, im sorry for not noticing you weren't feeling good, im sorry for saying you cheated, im sorry for yelling, i just got insecure after i heard some girls talk about how cute you and iwa look and seeing you both hug like that just set me off” he says lifting your hands and kisses your knuckles. “i like how you dont worship the ground i step on, i like how you fight back but when i need you most youre always there. i appreciate everything you and iwa do, i love you y/n.” he finishes and looks at you with teary eyes, pulling him down into a hug you whisper “i love you too.”

akaashi k

now arguing with him isnt a normal thing, usually you both can speak calmly and work it out. he gets frustrated because you're not listening and he's been having a stressed week and just kinda blows up. sighing as he runs his hands through his hair, breathing in and out slowly trying to calm himself down. you roll your eyes, “keiji im fine can you just leave me alone, you dont have to treat me like a baby- '' before you could finish he lets out a small mocking laugh. “i wouldnt treat you like one if you didnt act like one, y/n grow up and take some responsibility so /i/ dont have to be the bad guy, the stressed one, the one who has to take care of you.” staring at him with wide eyes he continues, “you wanted me to stop treating you like a baby stop looking so shocked.” you feel a tickle in your throat, trying to hold it in hoping if youre quiet enough you could sneak away. ultimately failing and having a coughing fit you feel your legs get wobbly. “were you trying to hold it in? so childish” he says looking away about to walk off, turning his head to look at you before he walks away he sees your eyes roll back. you wake up on the couch with a wet towel and a blanket on you, slowly sitting up and looking towards the kitchen you see akaashi quietly making you food. looking back at the table you see a glass and some medicine. taking the items and washing them down alerted akaashi to you being awake, rushing to you he looks down at his hands as he picks at them. “how are you feeling?” he asks quietly, you answer with a quick “fine.” sitting on the side of the couch he faces you, “im sorry theres really no excuse for the way i acted i just i hate seeing you trying to be okay when youre not.” scooting closer you rest your head on his shoulder, “if what its worth i like when you baby me” smiling at you he kisses your forehead. “i'll remember that.”

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#haikyu x reader #haikyu #haikyuu #tsukishima x reader #kuroo x reader #oikawa x reader #akaashi x reader #tsukishima x y/n #kuroo x y/n #oikawa x y/n #akaashi x y/n #tsukishima x you #kuroo x you #oikawa x you #akaashi x you

[minjoonalist]

First off i wanna say i appreciate you and your work thank you for taking time out of your day to write for us 😊💜 i was hoping you could write a drabble on j-hope and reader since i really couldnt decide the genre i would like you to have creative freedom with the line "i dont want to share you with anyone else, or can i have you all to myself?"

First off- Thank you ☺️💜, I really enjoy doing this, its been so much fun lol Second , this honestly came out way longer than I originally intended, but hey I just hope you like it ✨.

also I changed up the phrase a bit. i hope you don’t mind😘

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You swore if you moved your feet any faster, you for sure would end up rolling an ankle while trying to keep up with your friend Hoseok. His back is tense as he speed walks away from you and the club you both were just in, the night air is freezing over your exposed skin and-

geez that man can really walk… you stop and think, puffing out a lost breath of air.

“Hoseok, wait!” You call out to him, watching his furious figure move down the pavement of the sidewalk, not even flinching when you call out his name. You take a deep painful breath, a look of determination entering your eyes before you hurriedly decide to sprint to catch up with him- in heels might you add.

 The short time that you run to him, you pray your feet won't give out on you- the poor muscles in them are still aching from dancing around inside with Jimin on the dance floor. He’d asked you to, after Namjoon got you and the guys a round of shots- all of you coming out to celebrate the younger Mochi’s birthday tonight.

 You remembered standing at the bar- everyone surrounding him including you with Hoseok’s arm wrapping you possessively within his hold. Although you knew you guys were just friends- you always loved the way Hoseok made you feel when he did that. Butterflies swirling within your stomach as his rich cologne intoxicates your sense of smell and god if he didn't look so good dressed in an all black t-shirt with light jeans; a golden necklace hanging around his chest for viewing. He was even wearing that weird little pouch you got him a couple of months back as a joke and your heart flutters at the fact he actually wears that everyday.

...okay so yeah you had a small crush on the guy...maybe... whatever, it doesn't make you a bad guy… 

But perhaps when you first looked to Hoseok for affirmation, your eyes dancing with hope once you see the subtle flex in his tensing jaw- a sharp gaze he was suddenly giving Jimin even after telling you it was okay.

It honestly made you deflate a little, hurt that he didn't care to stop you from dancing with another guy and because of that, Your arms were instantly unwinding from around him to spitefully take Jimin’s. The pink haired boy, gleefully leading you away while shining a bright smile at Hoseok and you didn't bother to pay attention.

Unknowingly, you missed the way his fists clenched at his side, how the anger inside him was slowly bubbling over with every song that passes by- his sunny facade cracking when a slow song comes on and it's not him that's swaying you side to side like it should be. But even possibly that he knew his friend wasn’t in love with you like he was and yet, had the audacity to take you away from him just as he’d been planning to admit it. So Hoseok gave up, catching your content gaze throughout the crowded room of people. Watching as it widens in worry when you see the livid expression in his face.

Which then brings him to storming out of the place and you finally catching up to him- close enough to wrap your arms around his waist with your cold cheek pressing into the hard muscles that made up his back. 

“Where are you going?” you ask, your voice going small. 

Hoseok’s muscles ripple under your face as his body naturally un-tenses from your touch- even though you were the cause of it in the first place. He turns to look behind him, a blank expression as he’s able to peer down at you through the side of his eye- a curse leaving his lips how wide and innocent yours looked when you look up to meet him.

His anger slowly melts away into bitterness. 

“Home.” he simply mutters, trying not to sound the least bit bothered. He could feel your arms tightening, the frail limbs writhing nervously around his abdomen. “Go back inside Y/n, you shouldn't have left Jiminie alone. That's not nice…” 

“But...you’re leaving me alone so that's not nice.” you frown, once again unwrapping your arms from him for the second time tonight and honestly Hoseok was beginning to really hate that feeling. He always liked the warmth it brought to him within his chest when you were clinging to him and maybe even in the lower regions as well, depending on the situation of course.

“If I’d known you would get this angry over Jimin, I wouldn’t have danced with him , I would have stayed with you instead, Hoseok. You’re the one who gave up so easily…” He hears you say, your voice is still delicate and cautious making him turn around to your nervous expression. 

The wind from the ice cold air makes it hard for you to notice the gloss attempting to shine over his eyes, his lip caught between his teeth as he tries to control the dangerous feeling of jealousy. It sweeps over him gently, tossing his dark hair sideways and cooling his flush cheeks as he frowns at your words. “I didn't give up...I just thought maybe you didn't feel how I felt…” he grumbles, each word going lower but you still hear him loud enough to feel your stomach jumping with butterflies; a shot of an unknown emotion rushing through you.

You step closer into him, the man too wrapped in his head to notice the decrease in space between you.

“How do you feel then?” you whisper.

He shrugs, pausing to really contemplate whether this was the right way to confess his feelings for you, but when He thinks about it; passing up this chance while you were literally asking him, he’d really be setting himself up for failure.

“Angry…” he starts, hands by his side flexing and clenching once again. “ Jealous?...probably both, I don't know . I do know, I don’t like seeing other guys holding you like that or you holding onto them- especially not Jiminie…” He scoffs, thinking of his young handsome friend that even he was fond of himself. 

Hoseok looks as if he was fighting with himself mentally, his brows furrowed together in concentration as he avoids eye contact with you. The nervous habit is what makes you smile up at him, your arms wrapping around him to pull him closer “You mean like this? Do you like when I hold you like this Hobi?” you purr, chests connecting closer than ever before. The action has him blinking down at you, pink cheeks growing hotter at the way your kind eyes were glazing over and subconsciously, his hands were planting themselves at the bottom of your waist. 

“Wait what's happening right now?” he breathes with slight panic, dark eyes widening with fear and excitement. Your scent is getting stronger in his nose and he only now notices the few inches of space between your face and his. Your hands are now gripping onto his shirt and you were lifting yourself up on your tippy toes, your lips coming dangerously close to his, warm fanning over his face. 

This has to be a joke...

All of sudden you’re giggling within his hold and Hoseok blinks his eyes open- not realizing he’d closed them in the first place. “It’s not a joke, I was trying to make the first move…” you laugh nervously from the offense, coming back down on your feet- the moment now lost from hearing Hoseok speak his inner thoughts. 

 “Oh…?” He instantly sobers up, looking down at your flushed face and disappointed gaze and it looks as if you were going to step away from him again. His heart rate begins to pick back up, the weight of his dream becoming a reality sending goosebumps all over him.

“I mean, I guess I thought you were saying that you liked me too-” you couldn't finish.

Hoseok’s lips are on yours in a flash, soft and delicate as he cautiously moves them against yours. You sigh out in content, that foreign feeling in you growing stronger and you waste no time to slip your tongue into his mouth. Hoseok moans out from the intrusion, allowing you to momentarily take advantage and before you know it- he's bringing his calloused hands to the sides of your head. The small kiss no longer anything of a soft nature- but more so hunger, his labored breaths hiding the soft moan from your throat when he moves to suck on your bottom lip, relishing in your sweet taste.

“You like me?” he whispers huskily, breaking the kiss just to peck your lips again- ignoring his need for air. You hum in confirmation with a “mhm”, your head jerking up to chase him and when he pulls back you’re pouting with impatience and confusion. 

“...What about Jimin?” he arches a brow and your hands drop in defeat, a look across your face that silently asks ‘are you serious?’.

You huff within his hold, your frown deepening as you mutter “ What? Are you saying I should go back inside with him?” . He watches the anger fill your eyes and realizes how dumb of a question that was, even so- the thought of you going back inside with Jimin sets an untamable fire within him.

Hoseok's hands are tightening around your face, not painful, but enough to keep you in place and force you to stare into his gaze. You gasp out from the intensity of it, his dark irises scanning you with so much love, anger and fear, but what really floors you is the undeniable lust clouding over all it.

“No, I wont share you with anyone else, It’s better when I have you all to myself.” You almost flinch from how he growls out his answer, but Hoseok couldn't care less- his mind running wild with distracting thoughts and you swallow hard, wondering what you’ve just gotten yourself into.

#Drabble #hoseok #Hoseok drabble #bts #drabble requests

[onlyjihoons]

childhood; lee euiwoong

a/n; i saw the video of hyungseob and euiwoong playing at the playground and i had to write this omy and also,, a collab with @textingnct my dearest sarai!! do read her texts here♡

starting line: “remember how we used to play on this when we were little?”

synopsis: from your childhood friend to your now crush, your confession might just make or break this friendship.

warnings: fluff, smol,tiny,innocent love(?)

length: | a paragraph | drabble length | a short story | your average essay of less than 10,000 words | a fic too long but too short for a part 2|

"So, ethane has only one carbon-carbon bond and-- y/n! Are you listening?" Euiwoong waved his hands in front of your face worriedly. "Uh... carbon-carbon double bond?" You squeaked out, earning a flick on your forehead from Euiwoong. "You aren't even listening!" Euiwoong huffed in annoyance, which you found it insanely cute. "I just have no fate with Chemistry, Ung-ah. I'm not like you, jack of all trades, master of all." You pressed your fingers in between his furrowed eyebrows, causing Euiwoong to click his tongue. "I'm--" "Yes? Class Chairman Ung? The one that gets straight As in class? The one that is good at sports? The one that wins girls over with a simple glance? That--" "When has myself got to do with chemistry?" Euiwoong pointed out. the fact that i'm so in love with you that i can't concentrate on chemistry you thought.

euiwoong was your childhood friend, because both of your moms were close friends and made a pact for their children to be the same too. he was also your best friend, always there for you whenever you needed him. for instance, last year, you developed a huge crush on the infamous school senior, Bae Jinyoung. No doubt, he had visuals that could get him casted, and also visuals that could get him through with incomplete homework. Not forgetting the visuals that got 80% of the female population falling heads and heels over him. However, Jinyoung didn't seem as nice as he looked, after he ripped your hand-written letter you discreetly slipped into his locker before he arrived in school. You saw that, so did Euiwoong, whom played along your "sick" act so he could bring you "home", for binge-eating sessions and also a trip to the arcade, battling it out on the ddr. euiwoong was more than you could ever ask for in a best friend, except that you've always wanted to break that stupid friendzone wall he built up in respect of friendship. you could've just told him then and there that you really liked him, but you weren't ready for rejection, or even worse, the break of a friendship. "you have more chemistry with chemistry than i do," you waved him off, as his hearty laughter bounced off the walls of the empty classroom. "you arent making any sense here, y/n, why not we continue tomorrow? you seemed tired today." euiwoong patted your back comfortingly, as you let out a huge sigh. "okay."

you were supposed to be on a movie date night with your friend. however, she had last minute urgent plans that made you a lonely person, in the middle of the movie theatre, munching on your overpriced nachos. frankly, you were quite excited for that date night, but now your thought got the better of you, inflicting negative thoughts in your mind. though the movie was a jovial one, you couldnt help but to feel sad that you were sitting alone amongst the other movie goers who were in couples or groups. halfway through the movie, someone took their place on your friend's seat(which was empty due to her absence), when you turned to look, it was euiwoong, with a bucket of popcorn in his arm. "euiwoong?" you whispered, "what are you doing here?" "watching a movie?" "no, but that is y/f/n's seat... she couldnt come ..." "she gave me the booking reference number, and she asked me to accompany you because she knew you would feel lonely." euiwoong munched on his popcorn as he spoke. "i'm sorry that i'm probably wasting your time because i'm about to leave like right now." you shoved your nachos into his arms, then excusing yourself to exit the theater. "but i just got here!" euiwoong complained, but did not manage to stop you from leaving. he sighed, excusing himself to follow you. "why are you so angsty y/n?" euiwoong stopped you, pouting. "i'm just..." you ran your hands through your hair, "really sad that i'm alone in the theater and my head got the better of me and i started to overthink stuff." euiwoong dumped the snacks into the nearest trashcan, then taking your hand in his, dragging you along with him to exit the cinema. "where are we going?" "you'll see."

Euiwoong brought you to a playground, your childhood playground to be exact. The both of you would visit the playground every evening before dinner to have some playtime, also getting along with the other kids in your neighbourhood when you were younger. "remember how we used to play on this when we were little?" euiwoong squeezed into the rocking train, then rocking back and forth. "yeah, when we actually could easily fit into one of these," you followed his actions, except that you got into a rocking rocket. "Why were you sad of being lonely?" euiwoong quipped, question slightly startling you. "I don't know, ung-ah," you rested your chin on your hands, "i just find it empty and weird when i'm not with someone else." "so you're a people-person?" "you could say so." "did you happen to think of anything else?" euiwoong got off the rocking train, then making his way to sit on the swing that was convinently positioned right infront of it. "yeah, i thought of someone." you smiled bitterly, getting off the child apparatus to join euiwoong. "someone?" euiwoong began to push off using his feet. "yeah, someone that means alot to me." you bit your lip. "would you want to tell me about them?" "that someone, is someone that i have known for a very long time. i like him very much, he was always there for me when i needed him at my lowest and got me back up again. my number 1 supporter as well, but there is just one thing lacking." "what is it?" "i dont know if he likes me too." you played with the rubber chain of the swing, absorbed in your thoughts. "that's...sad." you could hear a tint of jealousy bubbling in euiwoong's voice, an unfamiliar tone. "i also dont want to risk this friendship just because of my selfish feelings either." you swinged your legs back and forth, creating momentum. "do you mind telling me who it is?" euiwoong relaxed his legs, as the swing slowly slowed down. "you'd need to promise me something," you dragged your feet on the concrete floor below the swing, stopping it. "what? is your crush Jihoon sunbae-nim?" euiwoong joked, as you playfully shoved his swing, making him lose balance. "i'm serious!" "okay okay." "you know how i told you that i'm actually friends with him for a very long time right?" you could feel your cheeks turn pink, as you looked away. "yeah" "i've friends with you since we were babies right?" you tried to give hints to euiwoong, but he didn't seem to get it. "yeah?" euiwoong frowned, utterly confused. "i like you, euiwoong-ah!" you finally confessed, cheeks burning. "m--me?" euiwoong's eyes widened, pointing to himself. "yeah, you," you shifted on the swing seat uncomfortably, not sure of what to do. Was euiwoong going to hate you now? sever ties? "i'm sorry i shouldn't have said that..." you bowed your head in regret, the looking up to read euiwoong's expression, which seems unreadable. "just, forget whatever i have said, i can always get over my stupid feelings and--" euiwoong pulled the chain of your swing seat towards him, making you gasp in surprise. his eyes then flickered slightly to your lips, then slowly closing in to place his lips on yours. you closed your eyes, relishing the feeling of your crush's lips on yours. the both you you pulled away after a good 10 seconds, almost forgetting the need to breathe. "i like you too, y/n" euiwoong smiled, embracing you despite the creaking rubber chains.

"mom! i'm home!" you stepped into your home, with your hands interlocked with euiwoong's. "how was the movie?" your mother emerged from the kitchen, taking off her apron. her smile slightly faded when she saw your interlocked hands, "e--euiwoong?" "we--we're a couple now," euiwoong stuttered, slightly anxious of how your mother would react. "finally!" your mother exclaimed joyfully, "oh my i thought it would take forever for you guys to be and item-- i'm so happy for you two." "uh, thanks, mom?" you thanked her sheepishly, turning to euiwoong. "you two can go up to y/n's room first, i'll bring snacks." "you dont have to do that, mom."you tried to stop her, but she was already taking out the strawberries to wash. "my room is a little messy, please don't mind," you attempted to tidy up the stuffed animals on your bed, as euiwoong looked around your room. "isn't that the penguin i got you?" euiwoong pointed to the stuffed penguin on your study desk. "yes it is, it also helps me to study." you smiled as you picked it up, hugging it. "wow, so it's more effective than i am?" euiwoong pouted, with his hands around your waist. "no way, it doesn't gives me cuddles like you do." you pecked his lips sweetly, making him giggle. as euiwoong was about to kiss you back, the door creaked open, as the both of you repelled each other at the speed of light. "i'll leave this here okay?" you mother settled down the bowl of freshly cut strawberries on your bedside desk. "and leave the door open, no funny business." "yes ma'am," you and euiwoong replied in unison. as your mother left, euiwoong tickled your sides playfully, making you squirm and fall onto your bed. he caged you in between his arms, smirking. "doesn't this seem too cliche?" euiwoong whispered lowly. your cheeks turned red, eyes looking away. euiwoong laughed, placing a small kiss on your forehead, "i love you." "you're so greasy," you slapped his shoulder playfully, "i love you too."

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