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write-this-way-please · 7 years

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Forgive or Forget IV

Forgive or Forget IV [Sometimes effort isn’t enough]

◇ Forgive or Forget I ◇ Forgive or Forget II ◇ Forgive or Forget III

This was all for the better.

That had been your mantra as you actively distanced yourself from Christian. You couldn’t get mad at Kiseok for not putting his all in the relationship when you weren’t doing the same thing. Christian was only filling a void in your heart and with some effort Kiseok could mend the very hole he caused….Couldn’t he?

Not too much had changed between you two. Kiseok still had busy days where he was pretty much ghost and he made up for that with overly affectionate days. However, you were happy that you were able to have a mini vacation and visit his parents in Busan and enjoy your time together. Any time you were able to get away reminded you why you loved him so much.

“Mm..Kiseok-Oppa?” you yawned rolling over, seeing Kiseok get up from bed. “Where are you going?”

“Baby don’t get up.” he stretched, slipping on his pants. “Jay just texted me and told me that the file for the new song got corrupted, I gotta head down there.”

“This late? Can’t it wait?” you sat up in frustration.

“I’m gonna need to re-record everything. I don’t wanna put it off, and the compilation album is almost done. I can’t let down the guys”

“But-”

“I’m the CEO, they’re counting on me.” he cupped your face and kissed your forehead. “I love you, now go to sleep”

“Kiseok are you really going?”

“It’s work, Jagi I gotta.” He stopped. “Unless...you really don’t want me to…”

“It’s not that I don’t want you to work it’s just...it’s so late…”

“I know...but I gotta a lot of people are counting on me. I expected you of all people to understand that…”

“I-I do...I’ll just miss you…”

“I know I’ll miss you too...But don’t wait up, you need your sleep. You know you’re my one only right?”

“I know…” and you watched him disappear through the bedroom door. Sighing you flopped back into bed.

So much for sleep...

You spent the better half of an hour tossing and turning before you just gave up and started checking your messages.

Sliding open the message you were greeted with a video of Christian. “Hey~ Don’t close the message this is strictly serious business.” he chuckled holding a box of papers “Remember those business lunch recipes you asked for? Well, I thought I’d help you out by starting to input them in the little program thingy, ya know so it’s organized but- well I may have um- messed up” he scratched the back of his head showing you the screen of his computer that had about thirty error messages popping up. “So…..that email may take a bit” he laughed nervously. “I’ll text ya tomorrow with an update. Night”

And you couldn’t help but smile and shake your head. Christian could edit the most random clips into a beautiful masterpiece but couldn’t even enter data into a spreadsheet. Here you were laying in bed alone on your day off, and all you wanted to do was head over to the DPR office and help Christian. Well since you couldn’t sleep anyway.

Before you could think about it more, you were already making your way to the door. It really was a simple fix. Your assistant had made a similar mistake before and you knew exactly what to do, and yet you didn’t want to just simply text or call and walk him through it. You wanted needed to see him

And you didn’t allow yourself another moment to think about it anymore and just let your legs carry you into town, down to the office.

On your way to the office, you stopped for some coffee, to help you two power through the night. Christian was probably having a long night and although the tedious tasks of accounting was something that brought you comfort you were sure he was struggling with it. Holding the coffees you stopped seeing a familiar face. A bright smile formed on your lips seeing Eunah, Kiseok’s assistant outside the cafe. It was a rarity to see her so dressed up, but you were happy to see that she had a Saturday evening off.

Your smile faltered seeing that she was with a man. One that was all too familiar to you. Kiseok approached her, letting his hand rest on her lower back as he guided her closer to him into a kiss. But what broke you more was seeing how she looked at him. Her eyes practically sparkling as she looked up at him. A look of familiarity. How she placed her hand on his chest and how he played with the zipper of her dress. He led her across the street into the hotel and you just stood stunned.

And it was every tiny doubt you’d ever had came rushing back. Any apprehension, any question, any frustration. It just resurfaced. All those warning Swings gave you, all those times your brother asked you if you were happy, any doubt Christian had. And you couldn’t help but feel like an idiot for ever doubting them.

Were you even surprised?

You hated that you hated yourself for ignoring every single sign.

How you even made it to DPR’s office was beyond you. You just started wandering. You needed to think. What were you going to do? Being ignorant and choosing to ignore the truth were two different things. You couldn’t be with someone that not only cheated on you, but cheated on you with your friend.

Christian waved his hand in front of you. “Hey, you ok?” he cupped your cheeks, trying to make you look at him. “What hap-”

“Kiseok’s cheating on me with his secretary.” It was like hearing it out loud finally made you snap and you felt the tears threatening to spill out. “He’s actually cheating on me” you whispered to yourself. Christian pulled you into a strong hug, whispering how sorry he was. But he didn’t seem all that surprised. The only fool in this was you.

He pulled you inside the office sitting you down on the couch, but not letting up his hold on you. He didn’t ask you how or when or where, he knew the gory details didn’t matter. What mattered was what now? What were you going to do and where were you going to go?

“You can stay with me…” he offered. “I don’t want you to have to go home tonight.”

“I don’t think it’s right….” cheater or not, as far as you were concerned as of this moment you were still in a relationship with Kiseok and it just wasn’t right to stay with Christian.

“I won’t make a move on you-if that’s what you're worried about. Your vulnerable….I’m just offering you a place to stay.”

“I’d make a move on you…” you looked up at him. “I don’t trust myself…”

He looked down at you, a little more than surprised. “Oh…” he coughed, clearing his throat. “I….would...that be a bad thing?”

“I don’t think what I need right now is a rebound...I’m just frustrated.” you stood up, pacing. “All I’ve ever wanted was Kiseok. And as frustrated as I got with him, I always believed in him-I believed in us and I never wanted to let that go.” you raked your hand through your hair. “And when I thought my feelings were fleeting...I felt so guilty...I felt guilty about loving him less than I did before….I felt guilty about falling out of love and it was killing me and I was trying to figure out any way to save what was left of us and he-!” you groaned wiping away your tears. “He’s been cheating on me!”

“Hey….it’s gonna be alright...at least now you know…”

“You don’t get it Christian...she loves him...this wasn’t a one-time thing.”

“How could you possibly know that she loves him?”

“Because she looks at him the way I did…” you dropped to your knees. “I...was this my fault….? Did he cheat on me because he could feel me falling out of love with him….? Did I fall out of love because I thought he was cheating…? Did we do this to each other…?”

He kneeled in front of you and grabbed your hand. “If you never saw them tonight...what was the future you saw? Would you have married him…?”

“I….I don’t think I would have not married him….I think that I always had hope for us…”

“You would have settled.”

“I never thought of it as settling...No relationship is perfect...No one is happy all the time….Everyone has to work on something…”

“What if I told you a relationship shouldn’t feel like you’re compromising on everything? It shouldn’t have to be that you’re settling. You told me before that you strived for the best and you got it. Why settle for anything less in a relationship-your future….” he cupped your cheeks and caressed your lower lip with his thumb. “You should get exactly what you want in a relationship. And I think you should be with a guy that’s willing to give you that and if he isn’t….he’s not the one…” You watched him carefully thinking of his words but following his every move. Watching as his gaze drifted to your lips you leaned in but he pulled away.

He laughed, looking down. You could see the guilt etched on his brow. “I….I said I wouldn’t try anything...Not until you get everything sorted...Right now...I just wanna offer you a shoulder to cry on and a place to crash.”

“That was probably the nicest rejection I got.” you smiled sadly at him.

“Oh well thank you, it took everything in me.” he smoothed down your hair. “Now you should get some sleep.”

Sleep didn’t come easy. There was this range of emotions you were feeling all at once and you hated it. You went from angry, to sad, heartbroken, and worst of all of them it made you feel insufficient. This strange personal feeling of inadequacy that you couldn’t shake. Was there anything you could have done to save your relationship? Or were you doomed from the start? All those years together, all those smiles, memories, kisses, touches. Everything that meant that entire world to you. The intimacy, the unconditional love all of your relationship boiled down to that moment.

All of the pain you felt, all of your anger for the betrayal he caused you boiled down to one word.

Cheating.

As if your relationship was a simple game and he did something to get an upper hand. It was so much more than that. He emotionally manipulated you.

You thought back to those times you confronted him over what he called a misunderstanding. He made it out that it was your fault. That you should trust him. And you’d end up apologizing.

He played you.

Walking by the doorway Christian sighed seeing you curled into yourself, your subtle sniffles broke his heart. He hated that you couldn’t even sleep peacefully because of Kiseok. And all he wanted to do now was protect you. He wanted to fight your battles for you. Make it so that you never had to see Kiseok again. But he knew he couldn’t. You’d never let him solve your problems and he loved that about you.

And he just knew in his heart that everything was gonna work out.

The last thing you wanted to do was get out of bed and deal with this mess that was your life, but you needed to. There was no running away. All you could do was relive last night, and you couldn’t help but wonder if you did the right thing. Perhaps you should have confronted them in the moment? Kiseok was always so good at switching things up on you, making things your fault….But looking back at it...you always let him. You wanted him to be right.

Crawling out of bed you followed the sound of Christian’s voice. He was pacing back and forth on the phone, in a rather tense conversation. “Dabin, I just-I need today alright? Nah, I’ll make it up later. Have ‘em cancel the meetings and-”

“Christian…”

“I’ll call you back” he whispered, a bit breathless seeing you standing there. It was almost surreal seeing you in his apartment first thing in the morning. Your hair disheveled, and you sleepily in your pajamas. It was something that he just needed to see again.

“You better not be canceling your day on my behalf.” you crossed your arms over your chest.

He scoffed. “Don’t think so highly of me. Maybe I just wanted to play hooky from work.” he joked, stepping closer to you; He stopped himself short once he realized all he wanted to do was to pull you in his arms.

“Stop looking at me like that. I know I look like a mess.” you looked down shyly. “I didn’t exactly bring a hairbrush me and I-”

“You look beautiful” he ignored his inhibitions and pulled you closer by your waist. He smoothed down your hair and smiled “Like wow...you really are beautiful”

Your hand moved up to hold his hand on your cheek, leaning into his touch. “Thanks for letting me crash here.”

“Anytime.”

Taking a step back you sighed. “I’m gonna head home and pack...I kinda wanna grab all my stuff before I talk to Kiseok.”

“I’ll go with you”

“You’re really doing too much for me Christian…”

“Well we’re friends and I help my friends.” he laced his fingers with yours, giving your hand a squeeze.

You smiled looking down at his hand. “And this?” you held up your hands. “You always hold your friend's hand?”

He chuckled. “Oh all the time. You should see me with Scott and Dabin”

You smiled. “I’m sure.” you laughed along with him.

And even though he knew it was all temporary, he was happy he could make you smile and laugh.

To be continued…

The long-awaited next chapter lol sorry for the wait. I only have one more chapter after this. Lemme know how you guys liked it <3

#khh scenario #khh scenarios #khh imagines #dpr scenarios #aomg scenarios #aomg scenario #kpop scenarios #christian yu scenario #christian yu imagines #yu barom scenario #yu barom scenarios #jung kiseok scenario #kiseok scenarios #kiseok imagines #khh angst #simon d scenarios #simon d scenario #simon dominic scenarios

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sweetnestor · 6 years

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12 Days | Chapter 7.2

Two guys that lowkey hate each other are forced to walk in each other’s shoes in order to learn a lesson.

***in collaboration with @themarkiplierexperience

lmao soz its not actually x reader we’re just desperate for attention haaaa

bonus: the videos that “tom recorded/edited”: x x

Waking up to texts from the guy you switched lives with was like waking up to texts from a needy girlfriend. Except instead of affectionate “good morning”s, you get things like, “Oh god. Try not to ruin my channel thx 😅” and other things like, “Don’t worry about Sean. He’s a good guy and he’s helped Bella through a lot. They’re friends and nothing more.” Oh wait, that’s what Tom needed to know. It was vital information about this life. Well, Sean was already gone, so maybe it wasn’t as important to know now, but still.

There were two more. One made his heart ache. “You have the most beautiful dog and I love her.” Tom missed his little Tess more than anything. He was supposed to be one cuddling with her.

The next one read: “Also this time zone difference is insane, I’m never gonna sleep.”

Tom decided to leave him on read, since he had nothing new to report. Then, he thought about what he had to do today, and a bout of nerves formed in his stomach. Today, he had to successfully record a video as Ethan Nestor. Why was this more stressful than being on a movie set? Why did this make him want to shit his pants more than giving a speech at an awards show, or going to a movie premiere?

There was literally no one else in the room, and Tom was anxious about how he would sound and act. How far could binge watching a bunch of videos late at night get him? Would Ethan’s fans figure out what was really going on? Tom’s own fans were frighteningly incredible at playing detective, he could only guess what Ethan’s would be like. He hadn’t even checked how people reacted to the video that was posted today.

After looking through the files on the computer, Tom stumbled across a game titled “Dream Daddy.” What the fuck kind of games was this guy into? He looked into it a little more, and then discovered what exactly this game was and who made it. Wasn’t really helpful, but what choice did he have?

He also had to Google search how to record the computer screen, cursing Sonji under his breath as he did so. Why did she specifically choose Tom and Ethan to switch? Why couldn’t it have been two nobodies with boring office jobs?

A spark of curiosity hit him. Tom typed “swapping lives” in the search engine, only to receive links to a fiction book with that very title. Next, he tried “soul swapping,” and that was when the Internet connection decided to dramatically slow down.

“Sonji,” Tom whispered as he narrowed his eyes. Whatever, he had more important things to do anyway.

Once he turned on the camera and lights, Tom began right away. He opened the game, and was pleasantly surprised at the dreamlike, whimsical music that started playing. He did a little dance to the music, completely bullshitting what he was doing. It works, right?

He got the god awful intro out of the way. “What is up my cranky crew? It’s Ethan from CrankGameplays and today we are here in Dream Daddy: A Dad Dating Simulator!”

The game was actually really fun. Good story, good dialogue.Tom made sure to comment on all of it as he played. He almost made himself as a dad before remembering that he was pretending to be somebody else. This daddy had to have blue hair and glasses. Yes, he had discovered how blind Ethan was after driving in his car a couple of times.

Anyway, recording was the easy part. He just had to act extra dorky and say “oh boy!” every now and again. He also made up a story about having a “horse phase.” Editing was where things got tricky. Firstly, the facecam footage was corrupted, and took ages to get it all back. Then, it was out of sync with the gameplay, which was even more confusing because the last video didn’t have this problem. Cutting out footage was harder than it should have been. It was a nightmare, and Tom grew more and more irritated as he went through it. Lastly, timing the ridiculously long outro music with Ethan’s equally god awful outro phrase (“So thank you guys so much for watching! Hope you enjoyed it, if you did make sure to slap that like button right in the face and I will see you guys in the next video! Love you all, stay cranky, bye!”) was a fucking challenge. Tom just didn’t get it. Wasn’t this supposed to be easy?

Somehow, he got the video done by the noon. Even after that, he had to make a thumbnail on Photoshop after noticing all the ones on the other videos. So Tom had to learn how to use another program as well. He needed a nap after getting through all of it.

Just as he started to come down from the stress, his phone started to blow up. Tom snatched the device from the desk and unlocked it, hoping to hear from Ethan. Instead, it was three different texts from Bella, Mark, and Amy.

Bella: “Good video today!! Are you coming over?”

Mark: “Oh so you decided to keep your channel going. Feel up to coming back to work yet? No rush.”

Amy: “We still on for tomorrow?”

That last message would have been very concerning, had Tom not remembered that Amy was Mark’s girlfriend. The only person he responded to was Bella. After that, he got ready to go.

There are plenty of things you don’t really think about when you switch lives with another person. Well, you think of the main things like, general personality, the person’s friends and significant others, their job. You don’t really think about things like how this person responds and reacts to their fans. You don’t think about their attention span, the way they fidget, or which leg they put into their jeans first. You don’t think about how they act with their friends versus how they act with their significant other. You really don’t think about what kind of gift he would get for his girlfriend on their six month anniversary.

Tom was bloody lucky that Bella hadn’t heard him enter her apartment that afternoon. He overheard her making a video in her bedroom, where he heard the words “get ready with me,” “date night,” and “anniversary.” Panicked, Tom bolted out of the building, hopped back in the car, and drove off to the closest mall. Part of him wanted to call Ethan and yell at him for not telling him about this, he had the chance to when his phone dinged four times on the ride to the mall. Tom was just trying hard to think up a decent gift on his own. They couldn't help each other, correct?

Eventually, he found something. It wasn’t much, but he could only hope that she wouldn’t mind. Tom had already fucked up with her once, he couldn’t do it again. Apparently, not only was a Pop Funko Spider-Man keychain a decent gift, it was sentimental and perfect for Bella. She nearly teared up when Tom brought it to her later on.

This anxiety thing she had must have been really serious. Bella told him all about how she hadn’t been to the cinema in years because of her panic attacks, and that Homecoming was the first movie she had seen from start to finish without any anxious interruptions. She was very proud of that, and she was happy that she experienced it with Ethan.

If only Ethan were here to see this moment… Actually, he could.

Bella fell asleep later in the afternoon. She was squashed between Tom and the back of the sofa, sleeping somewhat soundly on his chest, or practically on top of him. The physical affection was nice, but Tom wished it was someone else. Thankfully, he had his phone in his hand, so he was able to open the new messages he got literally behind his girlfriend’s back.

He had five new messages, four were the ones from Ethan earlier today, and the last one was from someone called Parker.

“Signed a billion posters, pls work on your signature it’s so much longer than it has to be dude.” Oh please, at least Tom signs his actual name as opposed to Ethan, who apparently signs things with his YouTube name.

“You’ve got a great family dude. Really, they’re all great.” Tom missed his family too. His missed his mother's pancakes.

“On my way to Montreal now for Chaos Walking pre shooting stuff i don’t really know.” That's going to be an adventure.

“I swear if I have to work out I’ll die alright gn?”

Tom rolled his eyes and sent something back. “Thought I completely fucked up your relationship, but it’s all good now!” As a follow up, he added: “Now I’ll be spending my six month anniversary with the missus! Night mate x”

He attached a photo of his current position, giving a smug expression to the camera. Ethan will get a kick out of that, that’s for sure.

“Who ya texting?” asked the sleepy girl lying on him, who could hear the ticking of the keyboard.

Tom was busy reading the next message, it was a little confusing. First of all, who the hell is Parker? Second of all, what the hell did Tom have to do with him tomorrow? And why did it involve Amy? What was with all these “don’t forget tomorrow”s? Why couldn’t anyone be straight up anymore?

I’m looking at you, Sonji, Tom thought just as his phone dinged, indicating that an email had arrived.

From: [email protected]

I told you you gotta learn a lesson now leave me alone you asswipe!!

Tom, wide eyed, silently locked his phone and put it down for the rest of the day.

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#crankgameplays x oc #ethan nestor x reader #tom holland x oc #tom holland x reader #sweetheart writes #sweetheart collabs #twelve days #sorry for the tardiness haha #xmas got in the way lmao #and i wasnt sure what to do for this chapter which is why its super summarized and kinda short #i also added the videos from ethans channel just to show what were working with here #tbh his content was a little spotty and glitchy during this period lmao #and yeah sonji is a psychic lady u shouldnt fuck with hahaha #sorry sam i stole ur google search idea lmao #anyway thx for the attention and validation #ALSO ITS JULY 20TH HERRE #i may do a time skip for the next chapter so it all lines up IDK!!!!

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