#two posts in one week woah lmao

[rafescurtainbangz]

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College Baseball JJ...

♡ who you met in the library after he was forced to go to study table. A week of shameless flirting later, he had you backed up against the bookshelf, fingers tangled in your hair as you exchanged your first kiss.

♡ who snuck you onto the baseball field after dark on your first date. The two of you, hid out in the dugout, talking and getting to know each other until the sky lightened.

♡ who waited two more days until the 12th to ask you to be his girlfriend because 12 is his lucky number, and he didn’t want to fuck this up.

♡ who was forced to stop smoking during the season; stealing shotgun kisses off your lips instead because “those don’t count, princess.”

♡ who didn’t think you could get more beautiful until he saw you in a jersey and jean shorts, watching him from the stands.

♡ whose walkout song is “Do You Believe In A Thing Called Love” because it was the karaoke song you chose for him on your first date at your dingy college dive bar.

♡ who's fully aware that you drool over his ass in baseball pants, snickering to himself as you squeeze, slap, and pinch his butt every time you walk by.

♡ whose pregame ritual consists of the two of you driving around, listening to music, JJ’s ultimate distraction in the best possible way.

♡ who knew you were annoyed when a few other girls wore a jersey with his number even though it meant nothing. JJ, gifted you his Kildare Jersey instead with his last name on the back.

♡ who can always count on you to make a cute sign and cheer for him.

♡ who still goes surfing when he can. Making it a point to teach you, the two of you taking trips down to the OBX to get away and surf together.

♡ who doesn't care that you don't sit next to the other girlfriends; happier that you're right against the fence.

♡ whose post-workout and post-game showers include you.

♡ who craves close, submissive sex after a loss and rough, dominant sex after a win. Sometimes, the two of you don't even make it out of the parking lot without him taking you in the backseat of his Bronco, flipping his hat backward before attacking your lips.

♡ who calls you right after every away game, rambling excitedly or bitching profusely.

♡ who loves taking you to MLB games, dimples popping in his cheeks as he smiles, seeing you enjoying yourself as well. How could you not? Three hours together, nothing to do but sit back, drink a few beers, and eat some snacks. His arm’s wrapped lazily around your shoulder, whispering sweet nothings in your ear.

♡ who'll randomly send you a new song on a long bus ride because it made him think of you.

♡ whose been razzed a few times for getting a little too distracted when you show up to the field.

♡ who races to his phone post-game when he’s out of town because he loves when you send him nudes. You didn’t know he loved them so much until you didn’t send them. JJ texted you instantly, asking where the hell they were:

JJ: titties immediately

JJ: A few extra to make up for my hurt feelings

JJ: And one in my home jersey. No panties or bra

JJ: On my bed. Mirror shot so I can see that ass

Me: Anything else Jayj lmao

JJ: woah seriously?

JJ: Show me how wet you are.

Me: You’re such a slut Maybank

JJ: for you

Me: I love you

JJ: Love you more

♡ who teases you for wearing his baseball sweatshirts and sweatpants more than him. JJ, usually tossing it back in the closet after you’re done with it, getting a few more wears out of it until your perfume wears off.

♡ whose tan is even deeper than before; his blonde locks brightened from the sun and the slightest farmer’s tan. JJ usually practices without his shirt, just a pair of baseball pants and a hat.

♡ who’s obsessed with his post-game massage from you, which almost always turn into sex.

♡ who pitched the benefits of strip studying and its positive effects on education. Which is coincidentally his favorite studying tactic. Admittedly, he wouldn't have made it through the school year without you. And he lets you know that often.

♡ who brings you to every baseball party, the two of you, usually found at the beer pong table. He swears up and down you’re his lucky charm. And, you make a hell of a team, usually celebrating a hot streak of back-to-back wins with sloppy bathroom sex.

♡ who made sure you were center-field on Family Day because he finally had someone to give roses to.

♡ who almost creamed his pants when he saw your barely there panties with an embroidered #12.

♡ who'll call you from his hotel room

if he's on the road for phone sex or

just to fall asleep because he doesn't

like being without you.

♡ who plans on proposing to you one day in that same dugout when the time is right.

Here’s a college hockey one for Rafe

Taglist: @imyourdaninow ♡

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[loveswrites]

Pinky Swear Wayne x Reader

Pinky Swear Wayne X Reader

Word count: 1416

Time it took me: 1 hour and 50 mins

To My Loves: Here's the Wayne post I promised in July lmao. I may be a slow writer but I'm damn good when I do it that's all I gotta say. @jellyedkazoo I told you that I would tell you when I wrote it. Here you go love. I hope you like it! <3

“I missed you or whateva.” Wayne said, trying to act all nonchalant.

“I know you did Wanye but I have homework to do. After that trip with my family it’s piled up and I have so much to do.” You said smiling at your boyfriend. You couldn’t help it. 

You were gone for two weeks on a random family vacation. Your family did that often. If life felt even the slightest bit of stressful a plane, a boat or a car was the way out. Sometimes you saw it as your parents running away from their problems but I guess it runs in the family. Cause you tend to do the same thing often. Ditching school, family dinners or even dates. Like the one you were supposed to go on with Wayne before you left. 

“You didn’t even answer any of my calls or texts.”

“I couldn’t we were in the middle of the ocean.” You said, shaking your head.

“You’ve texted me from ‘the middle of the ocean’ multiple times before. What’s so special about this time?” Wayne said his accent grew thicker as he grew a little agitated.

“We didn’t pay for that plan this time.” You said putting your books down on your desk. That was a lie. You saw all his phone calls and texts.. When your phone wasn’t on ‘Do Not Disturb’ that is. 

“You didn’t even tell me you where back.” Wayne said softly. This made you pause. You didn’t move or say a word.

“Are you avoiding me? You ditched me on our date before you left and you haven’t said anything since.” He voiced his words cracking at the end. 

This broke your heart. You didn’t know what to say. But round two of the middle of the sea was looking mighty good right now. 

You weren’t mad at Wanye or anything. Nor were you interested in anyone else, No no far from that. In fact it was too far from that. You were in love with Wayne and you confirmed it that night. Thinking back to that night made your heart skip to many beats. 

 Walking up a wet raining sidewalk you were excited about your date with Wayne. You always had fun with him no matter what the two of you did. Rather you were stealing, baking a cake, watching him fight someone else, or just laying in each other's company. You valued his company like no other and him you. Everyone shook in fear when they saw Wayne coming but you would jump with joy. He was your love. And you were his. 

 You saw Wayne sitting in a corner booth through the window of the diner. You smiled as you watched him attempt to make his hair ‘better’. No matter how many times you told Wanye you liked the way he looked and he didn’t need to change he would always true to look more put together for you. As you continued to gaze at him from across the street you saw the waitress walk up to the table with two cups. He had already ordered for you two. You never changed your order and he knew that. Who knew a cup could make everything click.

‘Oh I love him.’ You thought to yourself in a dreamy state. Wait woah no. Your eyes widened at these thoughts. I can’t love him, it's too soon. We’ve only been dating for six months. What if he doesn’t love me? What do I do? Just as these thoughts flooded into your brain your phone vibrated. Unlocking your phone you saw you had received two texts.

 One from Wayne: 'I'm here.’ 

And one from your mother ‘Make sure you pack before you go to sleep. Our flight leaves at 8 am. We wake at 5 am.”

You looked up from your phone and stared into the diner window from across the street. Taking your first step back you felt at ease. The further you got from that diner. From Wayne, the lighter your heart felt. Who knew all you needed to fix your problems was a bathing suit and cocktail in the middle of the sea.

“Are you even listening to me?” Wayne said, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“I am, I just..”

“You just what? Is..” He trailed off. Turning around you looked at him to see him facing the floor with his jaw clenched. 

“Is it another guy? Am I not good enough for you?” Wayne said, looking up at you. His eyes were watery but you could tell he wouldn’t let them drop if it was the last thing he did. 

“No no! It’s not that, you're perfect for me.” You rushed out. How could he think that? You couldn’t see yourself with anyone else in the world.

“Then why did you leave me.” Wayne said more like a statement than a question. 

You still were too scared to admit the truth. What if it ruined everything between you two? What if you already ruined what was good? You were born to break things your father would always tell you. Yet your mother would always tell you that you were born to fix things. It’s like a devil and angel on the shoulder situation going on here. 

“I-” You closed your eyes tightly. You’ve never said these words to anybody.

“You what? Tell me..” Wayne said softly. Seeing him like this hurt. He looked like a wounded puppy. But it was only you who could ever make him feel like this. 

“Gosh I love you Wayne. That’s why I ditched you at the diner and didn’t tell you. That’s why I wasn’t going to tell you I was back but you showed up at my door and I couldn’t do anything about it. I love you and there’s nothing that scares me more. Okay?” You rambled out and you felt the feeling of relief lift off your chest. But you felt it all come back when you looked at Wayne. He didn’t look like he could feel the love Mr. Krabs.

“You what?” He questioned.

“Nothing just forget-”

“Say it again.”

“I love you Wayne. I love you so much it hurts okay?” You stated once again. Wow twice in a row and it doesn’t get easier with this tension in the air.

“I love you too.” Wayne whispered so low you could barely hear it.

“What?” You questioned furrowing your eyebrows In attempts to hear better. The stupidest things a human will do.

“I love you too.” Wayne said, raising his voice clearing his throat at the end of his sentence.

“For how long?” You smiled digging for details now that the hard attention wasn’t on you.

“Since I first saw you.. Or whateva.” Wayne said looking everywhere else but your face.

“So your love crazy? That’s why you beat up that kid to find out where I was?” You questioned to see if the rumors you were herding were true.

“You heard about that?” Wayne questioned.

“So it’s true?!” You laughed out. He was crazy for you.

“What else was I supposed to do? You left me.” He said, watching you with his calculating eyes as you walked closer to him, closing the gap between you two. Laying one of your hands on his cheek Wayne immediately leaned into you. He wrapped his arms around your waist slowly pulling you into him. As he did this you felt the both of you relax in each other's hold. It took forever to get Wayne to get this comfortable with you. This was all you two needed. Each other.

“Don’t leave me like that again.” Wayne said as he hid his face in your neck. You still didn’t understand why he would do this. But one day you asked him and he said ‘It feels like home.’

“I won’t.” You whispered, running your other hand through his hair. 

“You pinky swear or whateva it is?” Wayne spoke, making you laugh a little. He never knew how to handle sentimental stuff.

“I pinky swear or whateva.” You promised, mocking him at the same time.

Wayne grabbed one of your hands and wrapped your pinky around his. He was going to hold you to your promise. 

“You keep your promise and I’ll do the same.” Wayne promised. 

God just plan the wedding now. 

Pulling him down to you you laid a kiss on his lips sealing the promise. 

There’s nowhere you’d rather be.

Your Wayne.

#wayne x reader #Wayne #loveswrites #1hourwriting #Wayne Youtube #x reader #reader insert

[fruitybashir]

woah. wtf. I don't even know what I should say like I'm completely speechless???? the chapter was so so so so so amazing??? I mean it's not like I didn't expect it to be good BUT HOLY SHIT THAT WAS SO SO SO SOOOO WOW 😭

And it's like, on the one hand, I don't want this fic to end because it's just so good you know? and I wouldn't have anything to look forward to anymore 😞 but on the other hand.......

I'm also kinda excited for when it ends, becauseeee that means that I can start printing it out and make a hardcover book out of it. yay😁😁

I'm genuinely so in love with this fic, your writing, them, literally everything is just so perfect IT HURTS !!!!!!!!

and I can say one thing for sure, I don't think I have ever been THIS invested in a fanfic. I regularly check tumblr to see if you posted anything new and when you do I get all excited and even tell my friends about it LMAO

I woke up today at like 7 because I was so excited for chapter 14 and couldn't fall asleep anymore.

So, bottom line, I really appreciate you and what you do and you somehow always manage to make my weeks better!!

(it's actually so crazy that a fanfiction about two people being friends with benefits makes me feel that many emotions, but thank you i guess??)

oh my god i dont even know how to reply to this i---

you want to print it out and keep it as a book???!?? 😭😭💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖 oh my god?!??!?! 🥺🥹💖💖💖💖 that is so--- i dont even know what to say to that 😭💖💖😭😭😭😭😭

im so SO glad you enjoy this fic so much holy shit, this just made my entire month 🥺🥺🥺💖💖💖💖

#when you do print it lmk so i can write up a little authors note for you if you want it? 👉🏼👈🏼 #like how they do at the beginning of books djfkksk #inbox #danticbowyang

[writer-and-thrasher]

Fic in Review 2023

Thanks to @trentcrimminallybeautiful for the tag! I'm (fucking hopefully) starting to get over being so deeply ill after two whole weeks, so I decided it was the time to do this! Yay!

tagging: Literally anyone who wants to, plus I'll tag @providing-leverage, @jamietarttdoodoodoodoo, and @trentcrimmisgay (sorry if you've already been tagged or if it's too late, my brain is rebooting)

Total Number of Completed Stories:

I completed 8 fics this year (1 for Dimension 20 and 7 for Ted Lasso)!!! It's way more than I planned to write in a year, especially given that four of them are over 10k words and I genuinely didn't think I was gonna write any fanfic this year. All in all, I'm really really proud of how much I've written!

Total Word Count: AO3's word count put me at 63,919, which... woah. The one D20 fic I wrote this year wasn't even 2k words, which means that I wrote over 60k words of Ted Lasso fanfic in 6 months. I didn't start writing for TL until June, which honestly makes me even prouder and more excited for tackling stuff next year!

Fandoms Written In: Ted Lasso, almost exclusively. I've also written for Dimension 20, and I figure I will more when Fantasy High: Junior Year releases, but for now I'm on a pretty big TL kick.

Looking back did you expect to write more fic than you thought you would this year, less, or about what you’d expect: I expected to write way less than this! I'd hoped I'd write some, but nothing was really grabbing ahold of me until Ted Lasso crashed into my brain.

What’s your own favorite story of the year, personally?:

Ooh, that's really tough. I'll split it into two because I can't choose:

In my Dichotomy series (I'm just really proud of it tbh), my favorite of the fics was The Dichotomy of a Captain, aka Roy's perspective. It felt the truest to any of them, though I continue to try to stay true to all of them. It's also the first of the fics in this series that made me realize I really could finish the series.

My favorite one-shot of the year is probably Out of Practice, if only because sometimes I get WIP ideas and rarely follow through, but I worked hard to finish this one. And also, I really like watching through Isaac's eyes as he learns stuff about his best friend.

Did you take any writing risks this year?: Honestly, I think the fact that I came back and started writing again was my biggest risk of the year. I wasn't really sure of my voice or style, and it was intimidating to come back and keep writing, but the community made a world of difference.

Do you have any fanfic goals for the New Year?: I've got different WIPs I want to write, like finishing the Dichotomy series and a few series I have in the bank. I think more tangible goals are to get more comfortable with writing new scenes and being more comfortable with past tense. I've always been drawn to canon-explicit stuff, and for some reason, present tense has me in a headlock lmao

Best story of the year: I don't know that I can say anything is "objectively" the best, since fanfic is subjective as hell anyway, but I feel like The Dichotomy of a Captain is the one I feel is the best written. But that one is also my favorite, so I may just be biased.

Most popular story of the year: I'm stealing @trentcrimminallybeautiful's way of doing this because I think it's good, so shoutout

By kudos: "The Dichotomy of a Couch" with 268

By subscriptions: "The Dichotomy of a Couch" with 52 (This was originally going to be one work I wrote the series on, but someone suggested I turn it into multiple works in one series, and this one was first, so it has the highest)

By comment threads: "The Dichotomy of a Captain" with 14

By bookmarks: "The Dichotomy of a Couch" with 65

By hits: "The Dichotomy of a Couch" with 2604

Overall, definitely "The Dichotomy of a Couch", though I did admittedly post it first. But also, wow, these numbers are super humbling, and I'm honored that anyone has read and reacted to what I've written. It means the world for this fic (and my others) to be so kindly received.

Most personal story of the year: Most definitely Who Tells Your Story. No contest.

Funniest story of the year: Ooh, I genuinely made myself laugh while writing The Dichotomy of a Prick, so I'd have to say that one. It's the least serious, and writing Jamie's thoughts brought a smile to my face.

Story of mine most under-appreciated by the universe, in my opinion: Mmm, I guess Who Tells Your Story.

Most fun story to write: I gotta go with The Dichotomy of a Prick again, it was a breath of fresh air between two very serious parts of this series and amidst other more serious one-shots.

Story with the sexiest moment: I genuinely don't write sexy fics, so the answer is going to be very silly. The best I've got is an illusion to a sexy moment in the past during The Dichotomy of a Prick, but Definitely nothing actually sexy lol

Sweetest story of the year: I gotta go with Who Tells Your Story again, considering that I wrote it for the sweet moment.

“Holy crap that’s wrong even for you!” story: I'm also gonna take this to mean angsty instead of scandalous and say The Dichotomy of a Captain

Hardest story to write: The Dichotomy of a Prick was hard to write on a more technical level as far as Jamie's POV went; I was really conscious about not fucking up his character or writing him too OOC. But considering how personal it was for me, Who Tells Your Story gave me some gut punches as I wrote it that made it hard emotionally.

Biggest disappointment: I think that some fics I liked didn't do as well as others that I didn't like as much, but I also know that my writing got better over time, so I'm really not dwelling on it.

Biggest surprise: Writing again in general, definitely, but also how much love I've gotten for things I've been really excited about. I fully didn't expect so much kindness (far more a me thing than anyone in this community, y'all are wonderful) and it's definitely inspired me to keep going. Y'all are amazing and I'm so grateful for all of you.

#ted lasso #fanfic #dimension 20 #wrath fic #fanfiction #wrath #fic in review #ask box is always open #thank you all so much #happy new year

[laskyy]

Hello angel! haven't requested in a hot minute! I don't want to give you too much work! 😋

So take your time with this!

Let's see! Request fro my boy Binnie (changbin)!

So,this is pretty simple! As yk many idols aren't aloud to date or do so publicly at least (even tho JYP entertainment let's their idols date after being active for 3 years, let's just pretend) so, changbin keeps his relationship w reader a secret, and reader understands and doesn't mind but binnie feels bad so, reader comforts him about it after he apologised for not being able to properly go out with them 😔

Hiii!! Thank you so so much for requesting! I always love your ideas!! Also I am so sorry for taking such a long time with this one but college is kicking my ass lmao so to make up for it I am going to post a fluffy scenario with Hunter soon!! Also hope you enjoy this, it's probably not my best work, but I hope you like it!! Love you and happy reading <3

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Just like this

Genre: fluff, idol!Changbin, GN!reader

Contains: affection, Changbin feeling sorry and sad and being a cutie (lmk if I missed something!)

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You and Changbin met in a convenience store two years ago because he tripped on air and fell on top of you, how romantic!

And now you had been dating for a year and a half and you couldn't be happier with your man.

Lately you felt like he was being somewhat distant, and at first you thought it might just be from work but this mood of his had been going on for two weeks so you thought it was better to confront him.

"I'm home" Changbin said sounding quite exhausted as he took his shoes off and put his bag on the floor.

"Hi bab- where are you headed to?" You asked as he speed walked past you into the bedroom.

"This can't continue.." you said to yourself as you made your way to the bedroom and knocked on the door softly.

"Binnie?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I come in?"

"Uh, sure?" He answered sounding unsure of himself.

You entered and sat on the edge of the bed he was laying on.

"Let me get straight to the point, why are you being so distant?" You asked while looking at him.

"It's work"

"Binnie, if it was just work I know you would've told me earlier, so one of us must have done something wrong!"

"Alright! It's just that.. I see so many happy couples on the street and I feel bad because you can't have that! You're with me in secret, so I thought maybe if I distanced myself from you, you would be mad and break up with me and find someone better and-"

"Woah there, you think I'm unhappy dating you in secret?"

"Y-yeah?"

"Changbin, I love you more than words can say! I would never leave you for something like that! I don't care that we can't go out like normal couples, I love what we have and our little dates!"

"But you can't always see me?" He said getting teary eyed.

You hugged him close and stroked his cheek.

"Oh Binnie, that's what makes spending time with you so special! I appreciate every moment! And I actually like being with you in secret a lot!"

"You do?" He asked lifting his head from your chest to look at you.

"Of course! It's kind of thrilling and I love indoor dates! Like the one we're about to have now!"

"I didn't plan anything?"

"Well neither did I, but I wanna cuddle up to you and watch a random show, can we do that?"

"Of course we can baby!" He said kissing your cheek softly and hugging you tight as you put a show on for you to watch.

"I love you so much Binnie, don't ever doubt that!"

"I love you too bub" he said as he kissed you softly

#stray kids fluff #stray kids #seo changbin #changbin #changbin fluff

[genlossneg]

i really liked genloss, but i just dont get what ranboo was doing with the advertising and the hyping up of it. they would keep going back and forth on things they said, like one time he said "idc if it only gets 3 veiwers, ill have had fun with it" but then turned round to say "im playing the main character so that more people will watch it and get more people invested". i dont get it??? like which one????

also they said "im not cutting any corners with this project, this is going to be something that if i were to stop everything right after, id be happy" then didnt take any acting classes, didnt script like 80% of the show then went and said "i promise to make the future gens much better with the things ive learnt from gen 1 :)". ?????? so was it a test or was it his passion project. they acknowledged that their acting was bad...so why not hire a good actor if he didnt care about views??

i honestly think that the marketing team was just ranboo in a room going "yeah sure ill post this why not" and no one checking if it was a good move or not lmao. it honestly feels like two different projects that had nothing to do with wach other. its like ranboo didnt know the genloss yt channel existed and accidentally chose the same name or something.

we didnt know anything about the plot of genloss up to like a week before the show, and as someone who has been very invested in genloss since the start up until the show, the little teasers on the genloss yt channel were just...nothing. it was like ranboo expected us to just go "woah vintage tv :O cassete tapes :O" (and thats exactly what happened lmaoo).

ranboo said in a stream that "id rather give u guys 30 seconds of content than drag it out for 15 minutes" or smthn like that but like. how do u call a vintage tv displaying Analog-Horror-Phrase-52(TM) content? it didnt say anything about the plot. and the "plot" we got was fucking lightyears away from the teasers.

ranboo just lied for like 2 years, and i know ideas can change but it was marketed in the same way all the way up to like a week before the show so thats lovely i love being lied to :)

ranboo had a stream called like "talking about genloss/horror project" or something where it was just like an hour of them going "ITS GONNA BE SO COOOLLL!!!! GET EXCITED!!!!!!" which is kinda funny in hindsight lmao

i meant for this to be a single paragraph oops

in conlusion tho, the teasers were lies and felt very stream of consciousness and not very well thought out, and also ranboo lied to get people excited and it annoyed the shit out of me.

sorry to be all "ranboo said this ranboo said that" ive been a fan for about a year and a half now and have had these little bits of info stored in my brain for a while

no one could convince me they had any sort of meaningful marketing team. there was for sure a bunch of dissonance from what we saw to what this gen was. i think it'd be fine if it was at least a bit more related to what we got. idk im giving you a thumbs up in my brain

#ask #gen loss neg #gen loss crit

[ghostboyjules]

about me

omg tagged first by @mathomhouse-e and then right as I was abt to post this @wordsinhaled tagged me too!! so delighted and honored to be in this wonderful group of mutuals, y'all make my heart warm 💖🥰

Nickname: Jules, I guess, counts? other than that I don't really have a current one... @weirdfishy has been calling me ghostie tho, which I absolutely adore 🥺💕

Sign: Aquarius Sun, Aries Moon, Gemini Rising (Cap Mercury, and if y'all wanna talk astrology my dm's are always open lmaaoo)

Height: 5'7 or 5'8 on a good day (a.k.a when my sciatica isn't elbow dropping me to death)

Last thing I googled: "piercing places" and before that, "images of a shrimp" which I'm including because I thought that was very funny

Song stuck in my head: surprisingly I don't have one up there right now?? well.. I guess kinda,, but it's like a mix of a couple. All Up In Your Mind by Beyoncé, Genghis Khan by Miike Snow, Go Your Own Way by Fleetwood Mac, and In a Week by Hozier.. weird combo of songs but they're kinda cycling through my brain like a weird spirit box-esque radio station

Number of followers: 713 (😳, most of these are like, weird bots or deactivated blogs but still woah..)

Amount of sleep: hmm generally I get anywhere from 3-7 hrs, but as of right this moment (10:38pm) I've had 4hrs 36mins of Actual Sleep (from last night to when I woke up for work this morning) and then a 2 hr nap (before I started dinner this evening)

Dream job: Archivist of Some Sort™ in the Library of Congress,,, with a specialty in Thanatology?? I don't really know the specifics yet but something along those lines ig, if at all possible

Wearing: ..... a gray Cowboy Garfield t-shirt with the phrase "when I die I may not go to heaven. I don't know if they let cowboys in." and black underwear (THESE ARE MY PAJAMAS, OKAY? had to include the undies so you would get the Look™, I can't just say I'm wearing a t-shirt and leave it at that obvi... ajdjakfkg)

Movies/books that summarize you: my brain can't decide which way it wants to take this, so I'm just gonna answer with the Books/movies that I feel has shaped who I am as a person, currently. LOTR & the Hobbit trilogies, The Raven Cycle series by Maggie Stiefvater, the Conjuring (only the first one 🔪), Spirited Away, and The Labyrinth. OH SHIT almost forgot, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children.

Favorite song: this changes daily 😐 rn tho I think probably Blood Upon the Snow by Hozier and Bear McCreary

Favorite instrument: Pipe Organ, Cello, Bass Clarinet, and the voice

Aesthetic: uh... weird goth gay uncle who is lazy and also a witch? is that anything?

Favorite authors: oof alright, well. Maggie Stiefvater, Neil Gaiman, Nora Sakavic, Gege Akutami, Lemony Snicket (Daniel Handler), and a handful of Fanfic Authors that I won't list here because I'm terrified of forgetting someone, but know that I am absolutely counting them and will forever remember their names

Random fun fact: I really love playing guitar hero games but I've never once really tried to learn how to play the guitar

thanks again for tagging me, you two 🥺🥰🥰 y'all have already tagged a lot of the peeps I would have tagged in fandom (so if I tag you again, my bad beloved homies just ignore me lmao), but let's see here... @weirdfishy, @watermelon-mafia, @rabooots, @aquilathefighter, @leave-me-alone-doctor, @eel-divinity, @an-asuryampasya, @pacospandora, @rainbowvamp, @runningheadless, and @howlittleweare <3 WHEW no obligation to do this at all obvi, but if you don't, this is just a reminder that ily 😘 if you do tho, I also love you 💖 okay g'night, loves

#my beloved mutuals ✨ #jules.taggame✨ #y'all my brain is... it's a wild time up there #okay not gonna ramble here too long I'm sleepy again ajakfkgk #if y'all need something elaborated on by all means #ask away cause I know I said some weird shit in here 💀 sjfisifkkg #mathom and N are like the coolest ppl ever and their answers reflect that and then here I am just being #absolutely unhinged #the outfit answers are ones I'm thinking abt specifically like theirs sounds fuckin PHENOMENAL and I'm just like '... Garfield Shirt'

[vernith]

Holy shit

Yeah it was definitely worth speedrunning all 3 chapters for signet of helix and stars. Woah. I was never able to clear shroud+ in my old account and in this new account i can clear up to abstinence. Glad to know i can claim that juicy 500 crystals every week now!!

I might try finality but i'm not sure. Maybe corrupted will do since i'm doing this for the emblem cuz i figured, i can clear abstinence, then why not corrupted? lol

Since i'm bored, i'll just write out my walkthrough here:

My HoO stats;

Lv73

Atk: 1043

4/4, all lv 50 stigmas and PRI-ARM

Dorm lv 10.

Ultimate Build

Supports used: blood rose, lightning empress.

Charm/trinket or whatever you call it used: at starting; elysia 2 star and kevin support signet. Better if you can use griseo support signet.

F9 and above: same thing, but elysia's 2 star trinket is replaced with griseo 3 star trinket.

Signets used and explained cuz why not:

Elysia signet; blessing of ultra > blessing of inscription > others [these two at minimum]

Griseo Core 2 -> priority after elysia ultra and inscription

Vill-v core 2 / Aponia core 2 -> Aponia is tad bit better if you don't have her signature weapon PRI.

Kevin core 1 / Kalpas core 2 -> only use kalpas core 2 if you're using himeko blood thingy support. But still, i rather use kevin core 1 since my luck with signet of decimation is kinda shit and i don't want to be at low hp at all times.

Hua core 2 -> can be replaced with sakura core 1 but isn't that reccomended. Best pair hua 2 with kalpas 2 so you don't die in one hit.

Pardofelis core 2 (taking the core at the last floors so the V.I.P buff will last until F17 fight) -> better if you can take the enchanced signet, "we will not die here" or something. Adds a lucky or 4 lucky shield to take hits. Similar to hua core 2 but budget otherwise if you decide to get her early floors then use core 1.

Tips;

Try to get Signet of ultra, inscription before F4. The rest of ely signet can come across you along the run, if you're lucky.

Hua core 2 and pardo's enchanced signet are only important if you use blood rose himeko support, since it drains your hp by 30% each time of usage. But pretty worth it remembering how many DMG bonus you get. Doubles from the price.

DO NOT. I repeat, DO NOT use signet of gold, bodhi, infinity and daybreak on her, it'll be a waste of time. Though it may work but it'll make your run harder thus making you suffer more and unable to look at those sweet, juicy 32m/slash ult.

I mean, who even use signet of daybreak? Look, i love kosma but hoyoverse made his signet kit bad for most valks lmao😭

That's it adios i might not post until 20 years from now🙇‍♀️🧎‍♀️

#honkai impact #tips #honkai impact tips #elysian realm #herrscher of origin #imagine making an ER guide on tumblr #couldn't be me. #vernihow?

[thompsborn]

I’ve been steadily going through your ao3 these past few days and I’d just like to say that I really appreciate your writing and your works. They’ve really cheered me up recently and every fic feels like a treat!! They’ve even gotten me to open up tumblr for the first time in months just to send this.

This ask would get way too long if I talked about every fic of yours I’ve read and reread recently so I’ll just choose one series. Harley and Peter parenting Miles in “to build a family” is all I’ve ever wanted and every scene made me smile. The Flash redemption arc was super well done. And not to mention the amazing world building.

Seriously, thank you again!! I hope you have a lovely day/night !

i’m at work so i can’t take the time i want to take to properly word a response but also i don’t want to wait to answer this and risk losing some of my initial thoughts and feelings in reaction so i’m sorry if this is a short response or seems clipped or not proper but i just !!!! i’m going to cry my friend

i think it’s easy, sometimes, for me to forget that the fics i post can mean to other people what some of my favorite fics mean to me. like, i have favorite fics that have literally altered my course in life—that have made me change a perspective i used to have or see things in a new way from before. there are fics i’ve read to pull through some of my worst nights and fics i have read literally 100+ times because i love it so much or because it means so much to me or whatever reason i may have for that specific fic—either way, it’s a significant standing point in my life. i have spent so many minutes and hours, collectively probably months worth, of my time on a handful of the same fics. and the things i write and the fics i post could have the same meaning to someone else?

bonkers. absolutely BONKERS.

i won’t ramble about that i just can’t wrap my head around it but it’s !!! so heart warming and makes my chest feel so full and happy oh my god

as for the to build a family series!! i’m super slow at updating it now that the rest of the plot is being told through shorter fics—like so far i don’t have any plans for another 5/6 chapter fic for tbaf, mostly just one shots and two shots—but even though i can be slow to update it that series literally. i love it so much. it means so much to me

homeward bound is definitely my passion project and is probably my new favorite thing that i have ever written—which is ironic because i haven’t updated it in like a month ?? a few weeks for sure because life got crazy and march is both the best and the WORST month of my life every year lmao but anyway not the point—the point is that while homeward bound is currently my #1 favorite of my fics, to build a home is, quite fittingly, like coming home whenever i write it, and honestly i go back and reread it semi regularly as well. partially to make sure i remember it all and havent forgotten any details for the sake of writing the next part (eventually,,,, slowly,,,,,) but also because that series was started during what was to this day probably my second lowest point mentally, and i started writing the first fic as an irondad character study piece and then found out about parkner when i was only a couple scenes in (which is why harley doesn’t have any scenes until like 1/4 or so of the way through the first chapter fun fact) and it just !! it was all pulled out of my ass but it was EVERYTHING to me and it was perfect and i still adore it even if it isnt my favorite thing i’ve ever written. and a shocking amount of people have said insanely kind things about tbaf before and it’s just insane to me that people seem to like it so much. i’m so glad but also WOAH ??? woah

idk i just. i’ve always written for me—the only time i’ve written for the sake of other peoples expectations and requests over my own ended with me not writing for damn near two years, to which i owe the IT fandom for bringing me out of that horrible writers block hell in 2017/2018 bc i literally stopped writing end of 2015 and did not write anything until i decided to write a reddie fic. and that taught me to write for ME but to keep readers in mind for the sake of being respectful and being BEYOND grateful when ppl say such nice things that i struggle to understand is purely genuine because how ?? how did my little gay words have impact or hold meaning ???

i’m rambling so hard and i’m STILL at work so i’m gonna stop but just 🥺🥺🥺 this ask just melted me and made my tear up a lot idk bro im fragile

#i did in fact cry a little btw #im going to add a screenshot of this ask to my folder of favorite comments i’ve ever gotten abt my writing/my fics #thank u whoever sent this genuinely whole heartedly entirely #the past month ish has been a mess mentally and literally and i havent been on top of writing during it #but this made me want to go home and write the next tbaf one shot and finish the next homeward bound chapter #i’m just ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[woogly-boogly]

tagged by @radellama for 15 questions so here we go

1 - are you named after anyone?

no but apparently a portion of my extended family didn’t think much of it at the time and it had to grow on them

2 - when was the last time you cried?

i’d been in a weird headspace for like a week where i knew i needed to cry but couldn’t, and then i watched gotg3 and it was super emotional but i didn’t even cry during that. the a few hours later two of my housemates said something that hurt my feelings and that was the last straw so i went to my room and finally broke and then just kept crying because i kept thinking about how emotional the movie was. i’ve cried once or twice since then but can’t remember why

3 - do you have kids?

lmao

4 - do you use sarcasm a lot?

yeah but not in the way sassy teen movie characters use it. like rads said, it’s more towards extreme hyperbole. it’s a different flavour.

5 - what sports do/have you played?

swimming, tennis and soccer when i was a kid, and volleyball when i was 11-18. i miss volleyball. never basketball because i fucking hate basketball. loved space jam though.

6 - what’s the first thing you notice about people?

how they look. sometimes i see someone and go “damn his shirt is great”, other times i’ll go “woah she’s cute as hell i wish i was her”. when you work in customer service you tend to do a bit of people watching from the counter so yeah visual aesthetic

7 - eye colour?

blue

8 - scary movies or happy endings?

i haven’t seen a lot of scary movies, but they’re usually fun. the thing is there’s so many different types of movies i’ve seen that just happen to have happy endings that it’s weird to compare that to a genre. it’s kinda like asking someone to choose between jazz music or songs with a fade out ending. like… there’s no real reason to pit these against each other and it’s not balanced

9 - any special talents?

i don’t think i’m good enough at anything to call it a talent but if you asked some of my friends or family they could probably pick something out.

10 - where were you born?

australia

11 - what are your hobbies?

gaming’s been the top one since i moved out, but i do still indulge in creative stuff every now and then. drawing, music etc. but i need to get back into writing, and also video editing. that’s fun and i don’t do enough of it. also reading but the house i live in is a shit reading environment so i haven’t done that in ages.

12 - do you have any pets?

not right now. my childhood dog died in 2021 and we’ve had 2 dogs in the house i currently live in but neither of them are in the house anymore.

13 - how tall are you?

195cm

14 - favourite subject in school?

outdoor ed. i love camping and rock climbing and kayaking and all that (i just don’t do it very often) so in high school i loved the camps my outdoor ed class would take. skiing on snowy mountains, white water rafting, hiking in rocky mountains and cliffs, it was so fucking fun. made a lot of really awesome memories with a lot of guys i wouldn’t normally have spent time with otherwise. i miss those times.

15 - dream job?

it used to be author. i do still want to write and publish at least ONE book, but i want to do more than that. i want to make movies with my friends, but my thoughts on what part i’ll play in it is a lot more vague than it used to be. acting, directing, i don’t really know. as long as it’s with my friends i guess i’ll roll with it. i don’t know what i really want, but i don’t want a career path that pigeonholes me into just one creative outlet forever.

i have 2 mutuals on this app and rads is one and he tagged the other in his post so this thread ends here lmao

#tagged

[nopethatsnotembarrassing]

Okay last post (maybe)

But I played the Skz Replay on Spotify and it's shuffled and the first thing to play is Zone and I just got so excited. Like the slightly different mixing and did they re-record it like with their now voices or was it just the mix that made it sounds so?

Like I didn't see the track list so I'm just gonna keep being surprised and I love it

-okay so I've decided to let this be the last post and just edit it with the brain goop that happens during the first listen/stream on Spotify

The second song that played is HaPpY and fucking ow (in a good way) but I've always love it cause it reminds me of a friend I miss so.

I don't recognize "Piece of a Puzzle" but I also hadn't been through a lot of Skz Player songs so idk if it is one of the new ones or another old one but I literally have goosebumps...

Why is that how - I can't finish that sentence cause I forgot what I was saying... Run is certainly what my thoughts did away from me...

Oh wow I knew Close before but like two Han songs right after one another with quite different feelings is whiplash lmao

Ice.cream also hurts as much as I remember expecting it to. I was so afraid to listen to it and now I don't have a choice

Doodle immediately made me unsettled but I am really loving it at the same time! My brain has these weird goosebumps cause of being unsettled but also like Jesus is it a good song cx (this still happened the second time hearing it too it's neat.)

Baby bread is somewhat back it seems cause Hug Me is so light 🧡

Lovestay is so pretty and heartwarming as ever I can't exactly focus the best to see if any of it is different tho unfortunately. Sleepy brain is catching up a bit

Up All Night My beloved vampire song about just losing track of time and not sleeping (aka me the last like week). Sounds so much sharper now! So glad this one is now available to listen to on Spotify.

Oh Maknae On Top has finally played !!!!! So so so so so so so glad I can now show people this song on Spotify and have it in playlists. I can't help but smile when I hear it.

The ranges both Changbin and Felix show in Because gives me the sharp kinda goosebumps it's incredible to hear so clearly with all the eq and everything.

Alien. Right after. You know how often I've felt like an alien? I think he nailed the feeling of it. That sad hopefulness. God its so clear now.

Limbo feels like being in limbo it seems both sad and happy. Is incredible. Like happy in spite of being sad and vice versa- sad in spite or being happy. There's a non-English word for that a sad happiness. Charmolypi (I had to look it back up cause I couldn't remember it) Saudade might also apply depending on the meaning of the song.

Okay so I'm back cause I couldn't sleep and I was just sitting here jamming to Drive and then realized "oh shit! This is Spotify!" It sounds even better then I remember

-I finally got sleep and am back to listening and "miss you" came on and it's quite calming? Like of course it seems sad but also like you've accepted what happen and prefer to think of the lighthearted happy times.

I like Love Untold but it's got a similar kinda hopeful sadness? I'm so interested in seeing the translations of all of these tbh.

Oh my god I Connected finally played. The music started and I was like "huh I don't recognize th-" and then Bang Chan's voice was there and I paused out of panic...lmao. as I was listening I was like "I mean it's a bit suggestive yeah but it's kinda sweet! I don't get wheat everyone was talking about!" And then the change happened. But like people are saying it's on par with like Red Lights and Taste in terms of Horny but like maybe this says something about me but I don't think it is? It seems sweeter? Idk

The post glitched out and what I wrote disappeared xc. I did my best to rewrite it...

But am I crazy or was Wish You Back one that was already posted as a Player song? I remember hearing it and being mesmerized by it. Still am.

Okay woah- Deep End is very deep. Like my audio processing is struggling to process it but it's -wow. And the range!!!! Goosebumps and heartbreak

"i hate to admit" right after that? Really likes to do a 1-2 punch huh? Even more beautiful than I remember- maybe that's also cause I've been in my feels about something in the past lately tho too. I love the static recording sound in the end really knocks it home

Then immediately followed by Streetlight?!?!? Spotify is really trying to take me out huh? The song itself is just as beautiful and hopeful sounding as I remember but I'm worried that the ending will be included because that makes it hard to breathe. It wasn't. I don't know if I'm releaved or disappointed, I think it's a bit of both. Cause I will always think it but not hear it.

Stars and Raindrops- both the name and song are very Seungmin and I mean that in the best way. I love it.

I haven't heard I GOT IT to many times but I immediately recognized it as soon as the music started lol, glad it's streamable now.

And with that I have heard the whole album in just under a day thanks to shuffle and needing to do things like sleep and work. Definitely an album that shows the variety they have both as a group and each one individually. It's a very beautiful album that I'm glad we finally have on streaming services!!

#my post #stray kids #skz replay #please ignore me im so sorry its like 3am where i am and i havnt slept yet... #skipping queue #long post #i have been listening and updating for like 2 and a half hours already...wow #i spent a solid 3 hrs listening yesterday before dropping my phone on my face and trying to go to bed lol

[berryunho]

woah wtf how do credits work at your uni cause i only need 20 to graduate. the discrepancy between majors is REAL lmao my friend is in history and partying every weekend and im here crying over amino acids. pls.

that's so fun omg!! do you know any korean rn? i was thinking abt a neuro minor myself but i feel like having a minor in stats is more useful for our program :///

YES IT WORKED HAHAHA omg i am SO happy like ATEEZ IM COMING 😭😭 i would like to thank u for the idea and my sister for having her wedding on that date 😭

i can't imagine it being that hot late sept. do your buildings at least have AC? and was it a nice day today?? cause i swear i was freezing when i woke up and now it's 23/73... that sound so aesthetic!!! mb i'd acc get work done if i went there.......

i think we're doing all 3 but today was IR day and i swear the info just goes in one ear and out the other. like there's polling questions as my prof goes thru the lecture but the info hasn't sunken in yet to fully answer them and i'm like am i dumb or am i dumb???

you, me and 🍓 anon best pen pals indeed!! i can't believe we're all travelling that far the dedication is real 😭 i hope you have fun on your mini vacation <3

its hump day!! 2 more days to go we can do this :D

-mightychondria

UM ... wow i even googled it before posting that and google said canadian universities work the same as american ones w credits LKJFD:SLJFS but apparently not 😭

but so ummm so basically each class is assigned a credit number based on how many hours a week you're expected to devote to the class (outside of lecture) TIMES TWO so like my chem lecture is 4 credits so that means i should expect to spend 8 hours a week studying chem on my own ... if that makes sense 😭 its basically correlated to the workload of the course and anyhow you need 120 total credits to graduate,,, with a designated number of those credits being within your major FGDKSLJF:LDJS so everyone needs at least 120 to graduate but the amount of classes you have to take WITHIN your major definitely depends on your major ... like i said i have 74 credits in my major which is essentially like... 20ish classes that I MUST TAKE to graduate w my major but im free to use the other 46 credits however i want 😎 so if you do the math 120 credits/8 semesters = 15 credits a semester which is considered a "normal" workload (im taking 18 LKFJS:LDJF)

but anyways sorry that was long winded af LKFJ:LSJDK lol hopefully that makes sense?? how does your system work though im curious now !!?

LKJFS:DJFK:LSDJK as for me knowing korean ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm i never speak on this bc im terrified of embarrassing myself but this is how i broke it down to my prof LOL i can understand about 50% of what i hear and 75% of what i read w vocab being my only issue and ... i can get my point across in writing or speaking but im definitely not conversational LOL ANYWAYSHLKFSDLFJ if i go to korea ill (probably) be able to test out of the rest of the korean classes at my uni and get credit for them thus giving me enough credits for the minor without actually having to use any of my limited credits/time toward completing it KFKLDSJLKFJ

but 😭😭😭 yeah you're right stats is really reaaaallly useful in our area 😭 im being forced to take a bio statistics research class rn and like. wtf. BUT TBH you gotta do what you want to do. like not to be cheesy but really you gotta do things for yourself so if you want to do neuro you should do neuro !!!

BUT OMG YAAAAYYYY!!!!! im so glad it worked out omg that makes me sooooo happy KJFLSD:JFJKKL its gonna be so fun AAAAAAA

honestly the AC on my campus is so dodgy bc like... there are buildings from the mid 1800s that havent been touched once and there are buildings from last year and buildings all in between 😭😭 id say most of the buildings that i frequent definitely do thankfully !! but omg yes it was so nice today i woke up and it was 60/15 and i was in such a good mood all day LOL

no fr in chem whenever my prof asks the class something i just sit there in silence. like i never know whats going on in lecture until i read the textbook or attempt problems and essentially teach myself everything 😭 i wouldnt stress about it too much chem is hard !!

hehehe honestly the motivation of dedicated atinys like name something stronger KJSLDKFJSDL hehehe

wow this response got so long LKJFALKDFJ:AD anyways. you're so right! 2 more days! lets go!!!

#mightychondria anon #answered

[rapidhighway]

cas cas cas and a bonus cas too

#supernatural #spn #castiel #art #fanart #digital art #doodle #screencap redraw #I’ve been thinking about leviathan cas lately againnn don’t mind me #two posts in one week woah lmao #I miss the times when I would draw for like 12 hours and post a new pic every two hours ah... #blood #I guess #idk

[babiexiao]

slow brewed

pairing : fem!reader x ran haitani

includes : single dad!ran, slight age gap though it's not mentioned much (early 20s for reader and ran is like 30ish), creampie (wrap it before you tap it), choking, oral & fingering (f receiving), hint of degradation but lots of praise, canon and not canon at the same time lmao, ooc ran but idc, fluff and smut hehe, mentions of character death very briefly. the beginning is kinda boring to me, and idk how to fix it so i'm so sorry djfhjjf ;-;

word count : 5.8k

summary : in which ran haitani constantly gets coffee and a muffin from your cafe and catches your attention.

for my favourite babie @souyana !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🥺💕 ilysm ahhh, this is why i asked who your fave brother was but i went with the first one you fell for anyway idc fjshfj if you're simping for rindou when this is posted, no you're not 🙄 i really hope this is at least 50% decent so you can enjoy it fejfjg <3

not proofread as usual, ignore any mistakes! please don't repost on other platforms. likes / reblogs are appreciated & feedback is always welcomed <3

!! minors & ageless blogs, dni !!

When you first took over for your parents at their cafe, you didn’t expect to meet many customers that would be worth remembering given that you would be working there for a few months. A couple of months isn’t long enough time for someone to garner your attention, especially when you were seeing countless people every day.

That’s what you thought, but it changed when he walked into the store one day. Ran Haitani. His presence was enough to make you remember him. He carried himself with such confidence it made everyone around him shrink in size. His grey suit paired with the gelled back hair made him look so expensive, and judging by the Versace watch on his wrist, there was no doubt in your mind he had every reason to carry himself with confidence like that. The male by himself had already ingrained himself into your mind the second he opened the front door, but it was the girl hanging off his arm that really caught your attention that day.

“Sakura Haitani! I’m six, and I like the raspberry muffins you make here!” Was the way she introduced herself to you, holding out her hand for you to shake with enthusiasm. Her hair was done up in pigtails, faintly faded purple towards the bottom which caught your attention.

“She likes purple. Wanted to twin.” Ran spoke up, explaining the purple locks on the young girl.

Woah, he sounded expensive too. Wait, shit… Was he talking to you?! You almost blacked out from panic. Was the best thing to do just… Nod and smile? Yeah… Maybe that would be good. Nodding and smiling always works when a handsome stranger speaks and knocks the air out of your lungs. Thankfully, you didn’t need to make a fool of yourself like that. His daughter's small voice saved you from embarrassment.

The girl nodded, fiddling with the ends of her hair with happiness. “Dad’s hair was pretty, I wanted the spotlight too.” Her straightforwardness had the two of you laughing. She was definitely his kid, they both carried themselves with the same aura and confidence which made you smile.

As he ordered his coffee for the day (and Sakura’s raspberry muffin – She’d be sad for the whole day if he forgot), he had mentioned that your mother told the two of them you’d be here for your very first shift today. His words alone had you blushing. Your mother couldn’t mention a very handsome man would be coming in? Rude. you would have paid more attention to the way you dressed, hell, you would have been able to mentally talk yourself up for his appearance. But no, she didn’t mention anything and you almost made a complete fool of yourself.

“I hope you have a good day! We’ll see you later on in the week. ‘Kura needs her raspberry muffins at least twice a week to be happy.” She nodded again, the muffin Ran had bought already stuffed into her mouth. They both offered you a smile as they exited the store and you let out a sigh you didn’t know you had been holding that whole time.

Maybe, just maybe, the Haitani family had left an impression on you that day.

The two of them were true to their word, coming back into your store at 8am on the dot two days later.

“Morning ___!”

“Good morning Sakura!.” You gave her a warm smile as she skipped over to the counter, hair which was one in a ponytail this time, swinging side to side. “Your hair looks so pretty today.”

“Thank you~” She chirped. “I wanted pigtails but Dad couldn’t find my other purple hair tie, so he had to do a ponytail today.” She pouted as she spoke, poking fun at the male that staggered in behind her. Her voice was quiet, almost like she didn’t want her dad hearing which made you giggle.

“Are you gossiping about me, hmm?” Ran stood behind the girl, giving her hair a small pat on her head, careful not to mess up her hair. She simply shook her head at him.

“Nope!” There was a mischievous glint in her eyes though, making Ran also shake his head with a smile.

“Hmm, sure sure.” He chuckled, turning towards you and offering you a warm smile. “G’morning. How have your shifts been, ___?”

His question had you frozen. God, not again, you thought. You stumbled over your words as you tried answering him. “O–Okay! Been a bit busy around here, but… I haven’t worked here since… Umm, since I was like fifteen, I uhh… I guess it’s standard?”

His smile got a little wider as he noted how you stumbled over your words. Cute.

“I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it though, soon enough.”

“I–I think so too.” There was a small silence before you spoke up, feeling his gaze lingering on you for a little too long. He’s staring at how awkward you are, gosh, was what you were thinking.

“So! What can I get you two this morning?”

“Large ca–uhh… Cap–Cappuccino and a raspberry muffin for me please!” Sakura beamed up at you. She was proud of herself for managing to say the name of the coffee her dad always got.

Ran smiled proudly too, giving the girl a small high-five as she bounced on the spot with giddiness.

The two of them created small talk with you while waiting for their order to be completed, promising they’d be back in a couple days time.

And they were.

The next few weeks went on like that. Ran and Sakura came in around 8am at least three times a week, talking to you about anything and everything while waiting for Ran’s coffee. The three of you had grown close like that. There was this strange unspoken thing between you and Ran, even your co-workers had noted it.

“He looks at you like he’s got the hots for you, d’ya know that?” or “He touched your hand a lot longer today!” Were the kinds of things your co-workers whispered in your ear every time the two Haitani’s left for the day. At first, you thought they were joking, there was no way someone like him liked you? It seemed a little too good to be true. But you’d also began picking up on the little things he did…

His hand did in fact graze yours a lot more often, his violet eyes always looking at you while you served other customers as he and Sakura waited. Maybe, just maybe, Ran Haitani did have the hots for you.

It wasn’t till the second month of continuous meetings, did you finally have the guts to speak up and ask about his wife. “Is she… Not in the picture anymore or?” Your voice was awkward, quiet, not really knowing if it was a topic you should be bringing up.

“Not anymore, no. She, uhh, passed away. Car accident.” That was the way he’d always describe it to anyone who asked, especially when they didn’t know his line of work. It had been a car accident, that wasn’t a lie – It was a rival gang of Bonten that had been behind it all, crashing their car into his ex-wife's out of nowhere after a deal with Bonten went wrong. They’d snooped into Ran’s personal life and found out information about him and his family, deciding to go after them. “Been about four– No, about five years since then.”

“Oh…” Crap. “I–I’m sorry, it’s not my place, I shouldn’t have a–”

Ran only shook his head, “Nah, ‘s ‘kay. Don’t stress about it. It’s been a while since then. I guess I’ve moved on, as rude as that sounds.” A small silence filled the room as you opened a new packet of cups to place on his coffee. “Besides, if I were you, I’d be curious too, just surprised it’s taken you this long to ask about it ‘nd why I don’t have a wedding ring when I’ve been flirting with you the last couple weeks.”

“E–Eh?” You raised an eyebrow, blinking back as the corner of his eyes crinkled while he smiled.

“N’thing. You’ll learn when you’re older.” He chuckles, leaving you stunned. “See you in a few days, yeah?” He spoke, walking over to Sakura who was chewing away happily on her muffin and had been colouring in a picture on one of the tables.

“Bye bye!” She sang, holding her dad’s finger and skipping away.

You stood in one place for a few seconds, waving back at the kid rather robotically as you finally processed what Ran had said. “Flirting…?” Oh my god, he had been flirting with you.

“Do you ever get a day off around here?” Ran leaned his body against the counter as you got Kura’s muffin out of the fridge, putting it in the microwave to warm it up a little as she wanted to try it warm this time.

“Only on Thursday’s, which is when you don’t come in. Guess it seems like I work all the time huh.” You replied, grabbing out a plate.

“Hmm, yeah. Listen, go on a date with me if you’re free this Thursday?”

“Ha-ha, very funny. You have the best jokes, Ran.”

“‘M serious. Let me take you out somewhere.” The male pouted at you while you stared back at him. “Need a date for some work shit coming up.”

“You know, I shouldn’t be dating my customers. Very unprofessional of me.” He rolled his eyes and poked out his tongue. “What is this so-called work thing then?”

“Some fancy dinner. Dunno, haven’t been in years ‘cause of Kura, but I can find a babysitter if you wanna come with me? Apparently they have really good katsu curry.”

“All you had to do was mention katsu curry, Haitani. I’m sold.”

“Yeah?” His eyes glossed up a bit, excited you had actually agreed to go along with him.

“Yeah, why not? I don’t have anything better to do this week.”

“Hmm, here–” He began, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his card, sliding it into the pocket of your apron. “Buy yourself a dress, jus’ gotta be somewhat fancy since it’s… Sorta fancy.”

“Wha– No, Ran. I can’t take this.”

He lifted his finger up to your lips, making you quieten down as he took a sip of his coffee. “Trust me. You’ve been giving Kura and I free food for like the last month, treat yourself. Money isn’t a problem, go ham.”

“Ran–” You mumbled out against his finger which only made him tsk, slipping the tip of it into your mouth and catching you by surprise.

“___, shush. I’m not gonna take no for an answer, okay?” His tone of voice was serious, deeper than usual and it had your thighs clenching together. “Keep it, give it back on Thursday.”

The day finally rolled around and you had gotten yourself as dressed up as possible, you’d gotten his number and he got your address before he left the cafe a couple days ago.

You weren’t going to lie, you did look hot. It’d been a while since you had dressed up for something fancy, and the dress you chose fit your body perfectly, hair styled loosely and makeup done to match the colour of your dress too. A knock on your front door interrupted your thoughts and you did your best not to trip over in your heels.

Ran was stunned, mouth opening for a couple seconds as he glanced you up and down before speaking. “You look… Fucking hot.”

“Language–” You muttered, feeling your cheeks heat up at how intensely his violet eyes bored onto your body. “You… Look handsome too, as always.”

He wore a smug smile at your compliment, holding his arm out for you to take. “Ready to go?”

Ran wasn’t wrong. The katsu curry was super good, but that may have been the only good thing about the fancy get together you were at.

“Bored?” He was close to your ear, an apologetic smile on his face as you struggled to answer. “Don’t worry, me too. This is way more boring than I remembered.” He sighs deeply. “I’m sorry, you could have had a way better night than coming here.”

“‘S okay, it’s not bad. Spent time with you.” You intertwined your fingers with his and gave them a small squeeze of reassurance. “I’m content with that.”

You could have sworn you made him blush, but he tilted his head away and looked on at the drunk men stumbling around the place with a small chuckle, fingers playing around with yours. It wasn’t till he was sure his face had lost the blush, he turned back towards you. This time, you were the one who was giggling at the drunks. It was then when Ran noticed just how good you looked that night.

“So pretty…” He began, saying the words out loud rather than saying them mentally.

“You’re not too bad yourself.” You retorted, earning a smile from the male.

“Wanna get outta here?”

“And where would we go? It’s too early to call it a night.”

“Well…” His eyes were mischievous, fingers leaving your hand and tapping against your upper thigh as he spoke. “I can think of something better to do than sit around bored, and watch men stumble over their own feet.”

“Can you?” Purposely, you played dumb, wanting to see how far he would go with people all around. You’re not too sure where the confidence came from – Maybe it was the fact you were all dressed up and looking pretty for a man like him that made you a little braver than usual, weeks of teasing that went on between the both of you finally needing to be taken care of.

“Mmm, talking back? You’re awfully brave tonight. Since you want to know so bad… Could fuck your pretty little mouth, smear all that red lipstick along my cock, mascara down your face. You’d look pretty.” His voice was at least an octave lower than it usually was, the hand that was on your thigh slowly inched its way up to your chin. He held onto it as he spoke, sliding his thumb over your lips slowly. “Would you let me fuck you up, princess?”

There was no way you could deny his offer.

The second you opened the door to your home, Ran’s hands were all over your body again, lips pressed against your neck from behind as you struggled to close the door. “Ran! Let me at least lock the door–”

“Hurry uppp, you’re so slow.” His voice was muffled against your shoulder. He bit the skin just enough that it had you gasping, fingers gripping the handle of the door tighter in excitement. You fiddled around with the keys in your hand, finding the right one and closing the door to your home while trying to ignore the scattered kisses he kept placing on your neck.

“Horndog.”

He simply hummed, smiling into the crook of your neck, spinning you around to face him with ease as his hands made their way to the plump of your ass, groping the skin over your dress. “Can’t help it. You’re so fuckin’ pretty tonight baby.”

His eyes bore into yours, rubbing the flesh of your ass gently in his hands. “Still okay with me touching you?”

“Mhmm, I need it. Need you, Ran.”

“Fuck–” He groaned, turning the two of you around and pinning your body to the door. His hands were quick, lifting up your dress so it sat bunched around your waist.

“R–Ran, you’re gonna ruin it.” You whined, starting to feel bad if the dress got ruined since it wasn’t your money. Your hand held the excess part of the dress up while he pressed his lips to yours, fingers dancing on the skin of your thighs

“‘S ‘kay, could buy you a new one.” He breathed out, lips against yours so his words came out muffled. A gasp left your lips, hand coming to grip onto his shoulder when you felt his hand brush against your middle. He kept at it, using his long fingers to brush against your pantyline, sometimes making it seem like he was going to take the fabric off.

His teasing actions had you whining, hitting his shoulder gently. “Ran… Don’t tease me tonight, please.”

“Can’t help it, ‘s cute seeing you all needy.” He was right, you were needy. Your thighs kept shivering, goosebumps on your skin whenever his fingers were close to your core. Not that Ran was any different though – His cock ached against his pants, you just looked so pretty below him, all needy and all for him.

Another whimper slipped from you as he spoke, causing the male to smile. “Mmm, okay okay. No more teasing. Promise.” He was true to his word. The tips of his fingers hooked into the fabric of your panties, sliding them down and dropping onto his knees as well.

“Ran, you don’t need to–”

“Want to. Wanna feel you on my tongue, ‘s that okay?”

“Fuck– Y–Yeah, it is…”

He hummed quietly, hooking your leg over his shoulder with ease. He shuffled closer, hot breath hitting your inner thighs and core which had your pussy clenching on its own. As he inched closer, a soft groan came from him as he inhaled your scent. Almost immediately, he flattened his tongue and licked a stripe up your dripping cunt, groaning again at your taste this time, eyes flicking into the back of his head for a split second as he got drunk off your taste. “Sweet, so fuckin’ sweet.”

Butterflies erupted in your stomach as his words hit your ear, the praise making your head and your heart tingle in the best way possible while his lips closed in on your clit, applying just enough suction on it to have your back arching. Your hands made their way to the males hair, making it messy as you gripped it to regain some kind of sanity while his tongue lapped away messily at your cunt. With the way his tongue was constantly flicking against your clit, there was no doubt in your mind you would be cumming soon. His fingers prodded at your wet entrance, pushing into your warm cunt so easily due to how wet you already were.

Ran kept his eyes open and on you during the whole time, watching you as you breathed out shakily and whimpered above him.

“G’nna cum! R–Ran, close… So close!” You felt him grunt, licking and sucking on your clit just that little bit harder and it has your body shaking as your orgasm rips through you, fingers rubbing your spongy spot and having your body shake. He ate you out like a starved man even through your orgasm, pulling his digits out of you and reattaching his mouth to your mound, all the while groaning and grunting into your cunt, not wanting to waste a single drop of the sweet juices that dripped from your hole.

He made no effort to wipe the mess on his face once he pulled back, leaving wet kisses along your thigh before standing up. His fingers lifted your chin up, a dopey smile playing on his lips as he pressed his mouth to yours, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

You whimpered into the kiss, feeling his bulge press against your body, and without really knowing you were doing it, your hips ground themselves into his. It was your constant need and arousal that managed to make Ran’s cock throb even more, large hands coming to wrap your thigh against his waist as he pressed his growing erection into your pussy.

Ring… Ring… Ring…

“Think your phone’s ringing.” You mumble against Ran’s lips, giggling as he chooses to ignore the ringing. But soon enough the faint ringing can be heard again.

Ring… Ring… Ring…

“Stupid fuck’n phone.” Ran spat out, reluctantly pulling away from the messy kiss, his hand pulling out his phone from his back pocket and almost having a fit when he saw the name across the screen.

“This better be important, or I swear to fuck I’m going to skin you alive, Rin.”

You rested your head against his chest and used those few moments to catch your breath while Ran continued to listen to the man on the other side of the call. The sigh that fell from his lips has you glancing up at him. His eyebrows were furrowed as he inhaled deeply before speaking.

“Just– Get ‘er some warm milk, calms her down. I’ll be there 20 or so. Mmm. ‘Kay. See you soon.”

“Everything alright?”

“Kura had a nightmare and doesn’t want to go back to sleep…”

You cupped his cheek gently, kissing the corner of his mouth gently as you spoke. “Go, ‘s okay.”

“Promise? Ugh, fuck. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be! It’s okay, now go.” Your fingers attempted to flatten his hair as best as possible so he looked presentable while he eased into your touch with a faint smile.

“Rain check, okay? G’nna make you feel good later, promise.”

It’d been an entire week since you last saw Ran, or felt his touch. He’d texted you that work was stressful and that he wouldn’t be able to pop in for those early morning coffees with Sakura for a while. It felt empty not seeing them in the mornings, though Ran’s morning messages always gave you butterflies.

On the eighth day of not being able to see him, you were extra pouty, even sending extra sad faces through to him on text.

I’ll see you soon. Promise.

The text had come through halfway during your work day, but since it was busy you didn’t see it till the afternoon. The sun was finally setting, shining through the glass doors of the cafe and giving it an aesthetic relaxing feel. It was one of your favourite things to experience while you closed up and did the final clean ups for the day.

A small knock on the door scared you momentarily, having to squint your eyes due to the rays of sun shining in and reflecting on the glass. The purple streaks of hair would always be recognisable to you though. You walked towards him and unlocked the door, beginning to speak.

“Ran? What’re you doing he–”

He pushes past you almost too quickly for you to even comprehend, lips smashing against your own as his body towers over you, large hands finding themselves situated on your waist and gripping onto the flesh. His mouth moved against yours roughly, filled with pure need and desperation. “Couldn’t wait any longer. Been a long fucking week. Missed you, missed your cunt… Wanna fuck you, let me make you feel good tonight. Please? Just need to feel you…”

“R–Ran, fuck…” His lewd words had already reduced you to a mess in his hold, head spinning already at the mere thought of him being so needy for you that he drove to your work. “Want you. I want you too, please.” Your hands tangle into his dress shirt, already going insane at the thought of him finally being able to fuck you.

The last week has been almost unbearable, not only for you, but Ran as well. On the daily, you had been thinking about his fingers. They were much, much longer than yours, thicker too, and able to hit spots so deep in you. You were unable to forget the words of praise he showered you in that one night. Hell, you’d barely even been able to get yourself off since then, orgasm not even comparing to how hard he had made you cum, your fingers not even coming close to how his digits felt deep inside you.

Ran was craving you just as bad. Jerking his cock to the thought of you with the spaces of spare time he had, imagining it was your smaller hands wrapped around his long cock, how deliciously tight your cunt had felt against his fingers, how wet you had gotten even with a single finger in. The thought had him cumming at least three times that night it all happened after getting Sakura back to sleep – He wished for nothing more than to fuck you till you can’t walk. Impatient and needy, he was prepared to come over the next day, till Manjiro ruined his plans. The pile of paperwork on his desk the next morning was way too much for his liking, he had no choice though, opting to get on with it and hopefully be able to visit you the next day.

Unfortunately, he had no spare time. A week had passed and Ran had simply enough. He was craving you, he was going to see you, going to touch you, going to feel you. He was going to make sure of it.

That leads to where the two of you are now, lips crashing against each others again as soon as you had closed and locked the entrance door. He grunts as you gently push at his chest, making him walk backwards till he hits the front counter. With a simple movement, Ran span you around, trapping you between the counter and his body. His hands went to your thigh, sliding down to the back of your knees and guided your leg to wrap around his hips. Immediately, you felt his semi-hard cock press against your middle, an involuntary whimper coming from you and being muffled by Ran’s lips.

“Fuck.” He breathed out against your lips, not missing the way your hips were grinding against his body to get some kind of friction to your core. “Needy already?”

If you weren’t so hopelessly in love with him, you’d roll your eyes at him with disbelief right about now. “You’re the one who barged in here, remember”

“Ehh, the details aren’t important” The two of you fell into a fit of giggles at the small banter, your hand hitting his chest lightly as you shook your head.

“You’re so fucking annoying, Haitani.” “Hey! You love it. Never complained about it before.” His words were mumbled against the skin of your neck, peppering it in gentle kisses that were already making you breathless.

“Shush– L-Less talking, more action. Missed you so much…” You whispered, raking your fingers through his coloured locks and earning a throaty moan of pleasure from the male.

“Yeah yeah, I know, Little Miss Impatient.” Ran chuckled, lifting his head from your neck to place a gentle kiss to your jawline. “Really missed you too y’know, and that pussy of yours too. Wanna feel your cunt ‘round my fingers again before anything else. ‘S that okay baby?”

“Mhmm.” Your body reacted to his question more than your voice did – Leg that was wrapped around Ran’s waist tightening and pulling him closer to your middle as you gripped his shirt a little tighter. “I've been thinking about them all week…”

“Oh?” You could practically hear his smirk while he spoke. That smug asshole. “All week? Been that desperate for me, hmm?” A mere nod is all you could muster, fluttering your eyes closed as his fingertips brushed up your thigh while he stepped away just slightly.

You could feel the pads of his fingers against your core over your work pants, hissing as he cupped your centre and began to grope the flesh over the fabric while he spoke. “Been desperate for you too baby. Bet you’re all wet already, aren’t you?”

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer him this time, relishing in the waves of pleasure you were getting. It shouldn’t have felt so good, but finally getting his touch after wanting him all week was making your body so responsive even with the smallest of touches.

Ran simply hummed, fingers making quick work on the buttons of your pants and slid them down till they pooled against the floor – You were even quicker to step out of them, kicking them aside with your foot. Ran wasted no time in reconnecting his lips to yours again, the tips of his fingers dancing along your skin as they made their way to your clothed pussy. Unconsciously, your legs spread wider for the male, whimpering into the kiss while his light touches against your upper thighs were creating butterflies in your stomach.

“Oh shit–” Ran’s voice came out hushed against your lips as his finger tugged the material of your panties to the side, just enough to let his digits slide against your soaked folds. “So fucking wet. Fuck…” His violet eyes glanced down at your pussy, groaning deeply as his fingers were already wet.

“Already know you’re gonna feel so good.” He mumbled more to himself than to you, slipping two of his fingers into your cunt and burying them in knuckle deep. It took little to no effort at all for you to be a mess under him already. His fingers were so long they already pressed against your g-spot with ease every time Ran pushed his digits back in.

“So pretty for me, that’s it baby. Feel good?” He asked, thumb pressing against your clit and stimulating it as he kept fingering you a little harder each thrust.

You nodded quickly, mouth too occupied with letting out whimpers and moans. “G–Good, ‘s good… Please, please, please…” You weren’t really sure what you were begging for, not being in the right state of mind let alone even knowing what was coming out of your mouth.

Your lack of vocal response had Ran chuckling, his other hand coming to wrap around your throat just enough to have you gasping as your orgasm rolled through you in little waves at the action.

“Haa– F–Fuck, ‘m sorry, Ran, ‘m sorry–” You sobbed, the grip on your neck not loosening up.

“Shit baby, 's okay, felt your cunt clench so hard. So god damn tight. How’s my cock gonna fit, hmm?” His voice was quiet as he let you come down from your high, panting as you squirmed against him.

“Gonna take it, gonna fit. Make it fit. Jus’ wan’ you, Ran. Please.”

You found yourself begging lifted up onto the counter behind you, legs dangling off the edge as your fingers worked to undo Ran’s slacks. The desperation was radiating off the both of you, only having the patience to slide down his slacks just above his knees, boxers following the same fate.

His cock was long, just the right girth to fill you up so well, even looked as pretty as him. With a gentle pull by his shirt, you wrapped your legs around his waist once more, smaller hand wrapping around his large cock and stroking it. The gesture earned you a small hiss from the male. He relaxed a little, eyes closing as he bit down on his lower lip as he finally found out how it felt to have you touch his cock. Way better than Ran would have ever imagined.

“As much as I want you to keep going,” He began, moving your hand away from his cock reluctantly, instead using his hand to guide the head of his cock to rub against your clit. “Need to fill you up. Wanna feel your pretty cunt cum around me.”

The sensation of his cockhead against your clit alone had you melting, feeling your cunt throb. He was so close.

His hand held your thigh open as you felt his cock open you up little by little, inching himself even deeper into the warmth of your wet cunt. Finally.

A shaky exhale came from you as he bottomed out, filling your cunt up so deliciously, so easily, the stretch from his girth causing your brain to go fuzzy just that little bit, head tipping back as your pussy continues to clench around his cock.

“S–Shit, don’t go dumb on me jus’ yet, pretty girl. Haven’t f–fucked you properly.” This was the first time you saw Ran Haitani lose his confidence just a little, the tightness of your pussy and the constant clenching was making him lose his own mind, struggling to stay sane and not cum straight away.

You spoke after a few seconds of silence, finding your voice. “M–Move, Ran.”

He didn’t need to be told twice, pulling his hips back a little and slamming back into you, over and over. Your eyes rolled back into your head, eyesight going blurry as tears glistened in your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure.

Sounds of skin slapping and sloppy noises coming from how wet you were filled your workplace, and you were so glad the sun had almost set by now, your semi naked bodies would be far too easy to see from the glass windows surrounding the both of you.

It’s impossible to feel even better than you do right now, but with Ran Haitani, nothing is impossible. Using his hands, he pulls you closer so your ass is barely on the counter, the new angle letting the tip of his cock hit your cervix with every thrust from then on. It has your brain going into a drunk daze.

“R–Ran, my god, so good. ‘S good, hnngh–” Your orgasm rolls around once more, sudden and random this time – But it only makes Ran hiss through his teeth as he continues to pound into you, pace not letting up even as your walls constrict around his cock.

“So tight, so fuckin’ good for me, my pretty girl.” Constant praises fall from his lips, Ran’s voice eventually getting more broken and strained the closer he gets. “G’nna cum, where– shit– Where d’ya want it?”

“I–Inside!” Your legs tighten around his torso, clutching onto his biceps for dear life as the overstimulation finally began kicking in, waves of too much pleasure shooting through you but even if you tried pushing Ran away, the pain was too delicious and the grip he had on your body was too tight.

“Shit, shit, shit–!” Ran let out a guttural groan, hips stuttering as he thrusted twice more before emptying his thick load into your cunt, hips stilling deep inside you as his head rested against your shoulder lightly as he caught his breath.

A comfortable silence filled the air this time, the only sounds being heard were your breaths and pants as the both of you calmed down from the sex, fingers raking through his hair as you mumbled out a thank you.

“Hmm, for what?” His words were slurred, a gentle kiss being placed on your shoulder as he waited for an answer.

“For coming out here to see me, ‘nd making me feel good. That’s always a bonus in my books.”

“Fuck yeah. So, I’ve still got the hang of it huh?” This asshole...

“You’re annoying, get off me.”

“What!? I haven’t fucked in years! I need to know if I’ve still got the hang of it–”

maybe i am a haitani brother fucker now 🧍🏽‍♀️ anyways... i can't think of titles so let's collectively ignore how cringe it is, thank youfjfjf

#ran haitani smut #ran smut #tokyo revengers smut #tokyo rev smut #ran haitani x reader #tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader

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Fluff Alphabet - Mondo Oowada 💕 💕

Woah, Mod Mahiru’s First Post!!! Im literally in love wih this fucking butter boy lol.

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Warnings: Mentions of breakup, mentions of body shaming,tooth-rotting fluff 💕💕

A = Affection: (How affectionate are they?)

- Despite what most people may think, Mondo is super into any kind of affection,

-He’s prone to jealousy so simple things like holding his hand will totally make him melt inside.

- Will not hesitate to throw hands with anyone who’ll tease you guys (he just wants to take care of you lol)

B = Best friend: (What would they be like as a best friend?)

-Mondo would 100% be a mix between a dad friend and the crackhead friend.

- Breaks all the rules but makes sure you don’t get in trouble lmao.

- Expect tons of offers to ride you home on after wherever you two end up.

- He just wants to help, while semi-flexing on you as well lmao.

C = Cuddles: (Do they like to cuddle?)

-He’s a biker gang leader, do you think he likes to cuddle?

-Hell yes he does.

-101% a big spoon ( again he just wants to take care of you )

- LOVES chest to chest cuddling, it’s one of the many things that make him blush sksks.

D = Domestic: (Do they want to settle down?)

- He isn’t the best at cooking, but if you come home late one night expect a full-course meal awaiting you lol.

- He does think about life after the gang a lot actually, so cooking and cleaning are comfort things for him, even if he’s not the best at either of them.

E = Ending: (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

-Awkward silence, you can feel the tension surrounding the room.

-Definitely pulls the whole “ It’s not you, it’s me”.

-Even if he doesn’t love you anymore, he still doesn’t want to hurt you.

-You’ll most likely stay friends though, depending on how bad it goes.

-Will still check up on you regularly, he cares way too much lol.

F = Fiance(e): (How quick would they want to get married?)

-A year, that’s all it takes for this guy.

-He just wants to stay with you forever (wow so cute lmao)

-If you say yes, prepare for lots of hugging and cheering from Mondo, he’s so super excited. Ten times more than you might expect.

-If you say no, prepare for a slight stutter and defeated tone as he says how he’s sorry about how soon he asked and he should’ve thought about it better and all that.

-It’ll take him about a week to recover, then he’s back to being all over you.

G = Gentle: (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

- Surprisingly super gentle, with you at least.

-ALWAYS make sure you're okay and you feel alright.

-Spams you with messages about if you've drank enough water, if you’ve eaten, if anyone has treated you like shit. Basic things like that.

-If he doesn’t believe you, he’ll totally rush over to wherever you are with a bottle of water, a fresh meal and 100% ready to pound the asshole who called you ‘overweight.’

H = Hugs: (Do they like hugs?)

-Fuck yes he does.

-He just fucking *yawns and casually puts arm around your shoulder*

-Hug him first, he’ll literally die.

I = I love you: (How fast do they say the L-word?)

-Day fucking one.

- He has no shame telling you exactly how he feels, in the most insecure way.

-He wants you to know exactly how he feels, even though he really can’t.

J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get?)

-It’s Mondo, he’s never jealous.

-Except for when he is, which is all the time

-This dude could see you look at someone else and will literally have a full on meltdown lmao.

-Be careful.

K = Kisses: (What are their kisses like?)

-Super intense, in a good way.

-He totally wants to french kiss, at least once.

-Please do it, put this poor man out of his misery.

L = Little ones: (How are they around children?)

-Children. Love. To. Bully. This. Poor. Soul.

-He definitely gets super pissed after the 5th time a kid ran away from him laughing their fucking ass off.

-Get this man some therapy.

M = Morning: (How are mornings spent with them?)

-This mf sounds like corpse when he wakes up lmao.

-if you’re really into morning voices then good for you.

-if not, feel free to make fun of him for it.

-he really doesn’t mind.

-does that whole ‘puts hand in your pocket while you're doing shit’ thing.

-lowkey kinda cute.

N = Night: (How are nights spent with them?)

-LATE. NIGHT. CUDDLING. OMG.

-will brush his fingers through your hair.

-doing a whole late night asmr about how his day was.

-the best person to spend the night with honestly.

O = Open: (When would they start revealing things about themselves?)

-About half-way through the relationship probably.

-depends on how good you guys can communicate.

-he probably just wants someone to listen *cries cutely*

-he still doesn’t know exactly how to tell you about his brother.

-will probably let it slip during an argument or something. (rip)

P = Patience: (How easily angered are they?)

-Mondo never, ever, ever, EVER, gets mad.

-at you at least.

-he will throw hands in the kfc parking lot.

-will totally stick up for you though.

Q = Quizzes: (How much would they remember about you?)

-he will remember everything.

-EVERYTHING

-this man is fucking dedicated.

-will recite every conversation you two have.

-he would totally write all these things down if he could spell. (rip)

R = Remember: (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

-this guy is so fucking cheesy.

-if you ask him he will say “the moment I first fucking saw you”

-but if he’s being honest, it’s the first date you guys had.

-he loves the excitement, the thrill of first stating something HOPEful, passionate and sweet, due to how different that is from his regular lifestyle.

S = Security: (How protective are they?)

-very protective.

-even though he won't admit it.

-he just wants to protect you, from everything lol

-if someone looks at you strange, he will put his arm around your shoulder and casually give them a death stare.

-it works tho

T = Try: (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

-please this man doesn't just try.

-he will go out of his way to make it as perfect as he can

-while blushing the entire time

-the look on your face is all he really cares about

-he loves to make you smile, it can change his entire fucking day.

U = Ugly: (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)

-honestly his anger issues.

-it honestly gets tiring listening to him talk about how much he hates the “bastard who ran into me at the store”.

-you know he’s trying his best tho

-and that’s enough for you ( unless it isn't then rip)

V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)

-he knows he looks pretty….bizarre

-but he likes how he looks

-and that's all he really cares about.

X = Xtra: (A random headcanon for them.)

-before you two were together he totally showed up at your door holding a bunch of roses

-he just fucking yells “HERE YOU GO GODDAMMIT” and runs away fucking blushing

-he couldn’t look at you for weeks without blushing and yelling.

Y = Yuck: (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

-honestly, anyone that annoys the shit out of him.

-people who think their way better than others

-or worse than others

-he can’t stand being around people like that

Z = Zzz (What are their sleep habits?)

-will not let go of you

-he’ll hold onto you the entire night, lightly breathing into your neck.

-if you don't like it, he’ll try his best to stop

-but he really can’t help it.

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-Mod Mahiru

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[neo-culture-taste]

Abeilles au Printemps - Ch 9

Alternate Title: Bees in Spring  

Genre: AU, romance, drama, comedy, smut, who’s the daddy

Pairing: NCT x Y/N (fem)

Rating: Mostly mature themes/ language. Smutty chapters will be labeled 🐝.

Word Count: 11500+

For other chapters, see the masterlist.

OMFG. I can’t believe it has been an entire year since we posted the last chapter. 2020 was truly a mess, lmao. We’re SO sorry we made you wait that long! We had everything written and then we started adding and changing stuff to the point where we had to rewrite the entire thing. But it’s here now! And you’re in for a WILD ride. - D

“So is this how the rich and famous live?” commented Yuta as he drove down the wide street, passing various mansions in the neighborhood. “I bet there's a pool in every backyard and everyone owns their own boat.”

“Probably,” you responded weakly. You were too busy trying to pull the skin off from the sides of your fingers. A nasty habit you had since you were younger, which only manifested when you were extremely anxious. You had no reason to be stressed, right? Jaehyun would explain everything and everything would be fine, wouldn’t it?

You motioned for Yuta to make a right at the stop sign. “Are we leaving the neighborhood?” he asked you.

“No, not really,” you answered, forcing yourself to put your hands at your sides so you wouldn't pick at them anymore. “He just owns more land than his neighbors. He likes his privacy.”

“I completely understand. That’s how I would be if I had all this money. I’d even have my own little pond of ducks,” he joked. “They’d be free to walk the grounds and they’d just add to the beautiful and serene scenery that I would curate for my land.”

You rolled your eyes at Yuta before sitting up straighter in your seat. “Speaking of ducks, drive slowly and don’t run over Quackers and Mr. Bill.” Right as you said that, two ducks waddled in front of Yuta’s car, making their way through the iron gates to their pond on the other side. 

“He actually has ducks?!”

“Per my request, yes. Our evening walks at the park during the early part of my pregnancy also consisted of feeding the ducks. I enjoyed it so much I joked about him making a pond and having ducks of his own.”

“And so he dug a hole in his yard and purchased you two feathered creatures?!”

You slouched back into your seat. “Five, actually. The other three should be around here somewhere. They came with the ring, the beautiful nursery, and the wall he tore down for my walk in closet.”

Yuta almost slammed on his breaks in shock. “The wall he--Woah, wait he already built you a nursery?”

Sighing heavily, you turned your head to look forlornly at the swaying motion of Mr. Bill's feathery butt as he walked into the distance. “Yeah…”

“And now you want to barge in this man’s house and accuse him of what exactly?” he asked as he pulled to a smooth stop right outside the Jung estate gate. “You said you’d explain on the way, but you haven’t breathed a single word.”

Well, you were confronting Jaehyun about Mark being arrested for a car that supposedly belonged to Jaehyun and not his cousin Taeil being reported stolen, secret photos following the every move of you and your male friends since earlier that day, and the relationship between those photographs and those of Kun cheating while overseas. There was no way you could explain any of that to Yuta in the short amount of time you had between now and seeing Jaehyun.

“It’s complicated,” was all you told him.

“Tch. Complicated,” Yuta clicked his tongue. “You have a giant envelope of evidence you’ve been trying to hide from view since I picked you up. I’m a lawyer, too, remember?” 

“Yuta, please.”

“Let me be a voice of reason before you do something you’ll regret." Yuta rested his chin in his palm as he propped his elbow onto his armrest. "You just became his fiancée only what? A week ago?  There’s probably a logical explanation--”

“Thanks for the concern Yuta, but I have to do this if I want to stay engaged.”

Yuta ran a hand through his hair and took a deep breath, and he drummed his fingers of his other hand on the steering wheel while he thought. “I won’t say anything more. But just promise me you’ll be careful. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t hesitate to do." 

Ha! You couldn't hold back the chuckle that escaped you. You leaned over to kiss Yuta on the cheek and gave him a somewhat reassuring smile. “This just might be the day that I do.”

His brows furrowed. “Should I call the cops?” he responded with evident concern in his voice.

You rolled your eyes and proceeded to fish for Jaehyun’s electronic gate key out of your pants pocket. But then...your attention quickly turned to the large iron gate slowly opening on its own. 

“I thought this was supposed to be a surprise mission?” Yuta lifted himself away from the armrest and took his foot off the break, then proceeded to pull through the gate towards the front of the mansion. 

“It is. I didn’t call beforehand. He is obviously watching us on the monitor in his kitchen. Fucking creep.”

“Y/N! That’s your fiancé you’re talking about!”

You shook your head. “He has to be guilty of something since he’s not coming outside to greet me.”

“Right...” Yuta pulled into the circular driveway in front of the mansion and put the car in park. There was only one other car in the circular driveway and you recognized it to be the same make and model of Jeno’s car. He must have driven straight there after dropping Mark off at your place. No telling what conversations were being had within those walls. You imagined how lucky Mark had been to have Jeno in the right place at the right time after he was pulled over by the police. Was it a coincidence or was it on purpose? 

Theories continued to fill your head as your eyes shifted, and they ultimately landed on Jeno’s license plate. “That’s…” You rummaged through your envelope and pulled out the photo of Kun and examined the sticky note attached to it. Doyoung’s scribbles matched the license plate in front of you. “Oh my--“

“Woah, who’s the hot chick with Kun?” Blurted Yuta as he snatched the photo out of your trembling hands. 

“Give it back, Yuta!” You screeched in desperation. You tried to grab it from him but he pulled it out of your reach and batted your hands away.

“Where is he, at a resort?” You tried to grab it once more but he swatted you away again. “Why is Yangyang taking photos of this no name?” 

"Yuta!" And he blocked you again. 

“Why does this sticky note say ‘you don’t know who else he’s watching?'” 

"Please!" And again. 

“With a license plate number that matches the car in front--” You finally succeeded in snatching the photo from his grip and put it back inside the envelope, then let out a heavy breath, thankful that Yuta had only seen the picture of Kun and not the one with him and his son at the ER. “Y/N you need to tell me what’s going on,” Yuta demanded. “I don’t want to jump to conclusions, but I’m starting to get an idea of what’s happening and I really hope I'm wrong.” You started to ask about his assumptions but decided not to, because you were too afraid to get confirmation for your own thoughts. “But if I’m not,” Yuta continued, “do you want me to come in with you? I won’t say anything, but I’ll be there to support you in this apparent kerfuffle you’re about to have with Jaehyun.” And fight him if he had to. Yuta didn’t care how much Jaehyun's face was worth if he ended up hurting you in any way.

You took a deep breath and shook your head. “No. I have to do this alone. But you can help this pregnant lady out of your car.”

“Suit yourself.” Yuta got out and went around to help you out of his car and straighten you onto your feet. 

“Please just stay here. If I’m not out in exactly twenty minutes come and get me?”

“You’re asking me?” No, you weren’t. The inflection at the end of your sentence was because you had just realized how unprepared you were to confront Jaehyun. You were still in your pajamas for crying out loud. All the tension had built up on the way there, and all the questions you had for him began to mix with your feelings for him. You weren’t exactly sure how you were going to pull this off without breaking down.

“No. I’m telling you,” you corrected Yuta.

“Understood.”

Yuta helped you walk up the front steps before turning around and walking back to his car. You tugged on the doorknob and, like you figured, it was unlocked. You slowly opened the door and shut it behind you. The chilly air of the beautifully decorated foyer ran down your spine and left behind a trail of prickly ice crystals. It was eerily quiet. You took a left towards the kitchen and ran your hands across the granite countertop. The same countertop where the homemade cookies he made for you sat on the night you had welcomed him back home. You continued walking and stepped into the living room where the two of you made love countless times on his ridiculously expensive furniture. 

Deciding not to continue searching on the first floor, you made your way to his staircase. The last time you walked up those stairs was the day of your baby shower--the day he proposed to you and presented you with a fully furnished nursery, a broken wall, and some gotdamn ducks. You were afraid of what would be waiting for you inside that room this time. 

“Okay, little bee. Hold on tight.” You patted your stomach before you gripped the railing, ready to start your ascent. But you hadn’t made it two steps up when Jeno suddenly came flying down the stairs. 

“Hey, Ms. Y/N!” He seemed to be in a rush and didn’t even stop to properly greet you. “It’s nice seeing you again.”

“Where’s Jaehyun?” you managed to ask the young man before he made himself scarce.

He stopped in his haste and turned around to face you. “My former employer is in the nursery as you probably already guessed,” he informed you frantically.

You were more than taken aback by his choice of words. “Former employer? Wait, Jeno, what happened?”

“I have to go. The moving van will be here bright and early in the morning, so I have to make sure everything is packed and ready to be moved out of the pool house.”

“He fired you? And kicked you out--”

“I have to go, ma’am. I’m sorry it all had to come down to this. I really enjoyed having you as an acquaintance the past few years. And I’m really sorry about Mark. He wasn’t supposed to get mixed into all of this.”

“Mixed into what, Jeno?” You gripped his arm, stopping him from fleeing your presence. “Please, I have to know.”

Jeno looked you in the eyes and clearly saw the desperation he had already picked up in your voice. Guiltily, he averted his gaze downward, but he suddenly stopped breathing when his eyes landed on the envelope you were holding at your side. He didn't know exactly what was inside your envelope, but he had a pretty strong idea. “I have to go. Please send my love to the baby,” he said and pulled his arm out of your grasp, continuing his hasty retreat through the house. 

You took a deep breath and continued the ascent towards the second floor with more determination in your steps. Reaching the top of the staircase, you turned and walked toward the nursery. The door was slightly ajar, a sliver of light peeking through. You put your hand on the doorknob before readjusting your posture and reclaiming your confidence. You opened the door only to be greeted by...no one. Confused and thankful nothing jumped out to scare you, you turned every which way until you were dizzy, thinking you had somehow missed the six foot man in the beautifuly decorated nursery.

“Jaehyun?” You called out but there was no reply. You walked further into the room towards the crib. You braced yourself along the railing, the smoothness reminding you that Jaehyun built this himself with his own two hands. Two hands attached to a warm body that also proposed and promised you a lifetime of happiness. You should feel happy in this room like you did a week ago. But now you felt different. Off. “What is wrong with me?”

What were you there for exactly? What were you trying to accuse him of? What you were thinking he did could all have been something your mind made up because you were actually too scared to finally settle down and commit to someone. It was entirely plausible. You did this in all your relationships. You ran away from Taeil, from Doyoung, Taeyong, and Kun. Jaehyun wasn't special. The only thing he did differently was propose to you before you could escape. But you actually truly did want to stay this time. And maybe that was why you were so afraid. You were afraid of finding out something you actually had to run away from.

Tired of being in your thoughts and standing on your increasingly aching feet, you called out for him. “Jaehyun, we need to talk--“

“Let’s talk.” 

Startled, you dropped the envelope inside the crib before turning to face your fiancé in the doorway with a rod in his hand adorned with bumblebee patterned curtains. He was wearing a fitted, plain black t-shirt— one of several in his closet, jeans and canvas sneakers. Damn, he looked good. Simple, but so good. And you looked like a mess of a creature before him in your pajamas, house slippers, and wild bed hair. 

“Hey, what’s going on?” he asked after taking in your tousled appearance. “What are you doing here? Did Jeno let you in?” He placed the rod against the wall before walking up to you and grabbing your hands in his. He led you to the rocking chair, ushering you to sit while he crouched down in front of you. “Today has been very weird. First I had to pick you up from the emergency room. Then the release of my new movie was delayed by the studio. Jeno suddenly quit. And now you're here out of nowhere. Not that you being here is strange or anything. I love your company—wait did you drive here? Didn’t the doctor say—“

“Jeno quit?” you interrupted his rambling. “You didn’t fire him?” With the way Jeno ran down the stairs, you were pretty sure he was running away from something--or someone. But Jaehyun’s features gave off a look of concern and slight offense that you would think he’d fire Jeno for any possible reason. 

“No, he quit on his own. He said the stress of being my assistant was finally starting to weigh him down. I guess having to deal with your brother getting arrested wasn't exactly something he wanted to experience.”

At the mention of your brother's name, you remembered exactly why you were there in Jaehyun's home in the first place. “Why did you have my brother arrested? And why didn’t you let him call me from the police station? I may be pregnant, but Mark is still my brother. Not yours. I could have handled the situation.”

Jaehyun cupped your face in an attempt to calm the rising anger he could see wanting to boil up inside you. “I was going to go over to your place, actually. Sit down face to face and explain how Mark got involved in this silly feud between my cousin and I. But my agent called to give me ‘bad news’ and then Jeno came shortly after giving me his less than 24-hour notice.”

“I should have been a higher priority, Jaehyun. I’m your fiancée!” You all but screamed in your heightening temper and pushed his hands away from your face. That probably sounded selfish on your end, but considering your reason for showing up to his house unannounced, it needed to be said. You hadn’t planned on blowing your top so quickly, but every thought inside your mind was racing, making it hard for you to stay level.

His hands went down and gripped the armrests of the rocking chair. “I know and I’m sorry. But you’re here now, so please let me explain.” You didn’t want to hear anything he had to say. You just wanted him to admit whatever your brain was accusing him of so you could leave and be heartbroken alone in your bedroom. But of course you said okay, anyway, since you literally had no other choice but to listen to him. “I truly did not know Mark was borrowing cars from Taeil. If I had known that information beforehand, I would never have put him or Taeil in that position. Mark was simply an unexpected factor in this ongoing tit for tat game of family rivalry.”

“Ongoing?” After he proposed to you, Jaehyun had promised you that he would talk to his cousin about everything. So why was this beef over you between the cousins still unsquashed? “Jae, what does that even mean if you were the one who bought him the cars in the first place?”

“It means that my cousin is a leech and I finance him in order to keep him functioning.” Your eyes went wide, but you didn’t say anything so he continued. “Taeil’s weak attempt to separate us with his words spoken at the baby shower did not sit right with me. So since he decided to bite the hand that literally feeds him, I felt petty and decided to report both my vehicles that I allow him to drive as stolen.” 

Petty? There was nothing petty about that at all! It was straight up mean! Almost cruel! How could Jaehyun do that to his own cousin--his family? He wasn’t unprovoked, but nothing Taeil did or said deserved for him to get thrown in jail.

“How could you do that to a member of your own family, Jaehyun? If you were to get mad at me, would you do something like that, too?” Your mind had already wanted to make him out to be a bad person if it would help you confront him, but there he was convincing you himself. 

“What? Y/N, no! Please don’t make this more than what it is,” he pleaded, squeezing the armrests tighter. “Taeil and I have our issues, and I know I went too far. But I would never hurt you like that.” You didn't want to believe him, but the sincerity in his eyes instantly calmed you against your will. “In hindsight it was not the right thing to do. I admit it. But I truly didn’t know Mark was using the cars and had been for some time apparently. And if Mark needs a car, why didn’t you just tell me? I have plenty he could borrow. They’re all nicer than what Taeil was rolling around in anyway.”

Your eyes narrowed, the brief reassurance you felt from him fleeting at his flippant remark. “Mark and Taeil have had a relationship with one another since way before you came into the picture,” you snapped. “Taeil knew Mark when he was still in diapers. He looks up to Taeil like an older brother. Whenever Mark needs brotherly advice, Taeil is always there to lead or guide him. I was happy their relationship picked back up once Taeil moved back here. He’s done more for my little brother than anyone else has. And to think that you almost put that in jeopardy.”

Seemingly having touched a nerve, Jaehyun's nostrils flared slightly when he sighed. “I apologize, Y/N. I really am sorry. The charges were dropped and Mark has nothing on his record.” Your eyes followed his hands as he let go of the armrests and reconnected them with yours. “I promise I will make it up to Mark. And you. We can move on from this.”

Move on from this? Like it was just that simple? Your brother was handcuffed and thrown into the back of a cop car for no reason. It was something totally preventable if Jaehyun hadn’t been an asshole in the first place. And even if he had known Mark was driving the cars, he would have just put a report out on a day he knew Taeil was driving one of them. It would have been easy for him to figure out. Taeil wasn’t that hard to follow.

To follow…

Your eyes quickly shot back up to meet his, startling him back a bit. The words you spoke next came out in a sizzling string, climbing their way out from being forced into the dark corners of your mind. “I find it really hard to believe that you had no knowledge of Taeil letting Mark borrow the cars when you seem to keep tabs on everyone else connected to me.”

You hadn’t wanted to outright accuse him like that in case you were wrong about everything, but the anger growing inside you had finally taken over. You couldn’t take it back. And now the thread that held together your relationship with your fiancé was being tested.

Jaehyun’s mouth opened and closed in shock as his eyes flickered with confusion and something else you couldn’t quite place. You wanted to say it was fear. “What is that supposed to mean?” he asked, his tone a cross between offended and worried.

You stood up from the rocking chair, pushing him out of the way to move towards the crib. You retrieved the envelope you dropped inside of it and shoved it into his hands. Standing to his feet, he looked at the envelope like it was an unidentified object never before seen on planet earth. And then his eyes went blank.

He walked over to the other side of the room and simply placed the envelope on the fully stocked bookshelf without any attempt to open it. Aghast, your eyebrows went high into your hairline. “So you’re just not going to open it?”

“Yes,” he said too simply.

Your fists balled at your sides. “And why not?”

“Don’t need to see what I already know is in there.”

You hiccuped. A premature sob getting stuck inside your throat.

“Didn’t think it would show up again after Jeno lost it.”

The room was spinning. You needed to grab onto the railing of the crib for support. Jeno? No, you had received the envelope from Doyoung who had supposedly received it from Winwin. Wait! Was that why Jeno’s eyes grew wide when he looked at it on the staircase? Was this the reason he quit his job so suddenly? Nothing was adding up. “H-how do you know the contents belong to Jeno?” you asked, trying to keep your voice steady.

“Are there photos of Kun and some random woman in there?”

“Yes,” you answered him shakily.

“Jeno’s photos.”

Eyes glazed over, you stared at your fiancé standing across from you as your train of thought went back to the dark edges of your mind. For a moment you felt weak, and you thought your legs were going to give out beneath you. Jaehyun had thought the same thing, for he was at your side in an instant with a hand on your back, coaxing you to sit back down in the rocking chair.

“No. I’m standing,” you said firmly, your strength returning with full force, reignited by his audacity to touch you right now. You jerked away from him and walked over to the bookshelf. You aggressively grabbed the envelope off it and opened it before him. You held up the photos of Kun and the woman before throwing them down onto the floor. You pulled out the rest of the photos taken earlier today and threw those down as well before balling up the entire envelope in your hands. “Make this make sense, Jaehyun. Make it all make sense!” you yelled at him then threw the wad of paper at his chest, where it bounced off and unceremoniously landed at his feet.

Unflinching, he swallowed thickly as he studied the contents of the envelope on the floor. “The envelope did feel a bit thick. I now see why Jeno quit so suddenly.”

Jeno, Jeno, Jeno! Why did this all keep going back to Jeno? “What are you saying,” you demanded slowly.

“He was sloppy. Or careless. Maybe he did it on purpose.” He toed one of the photos on the floor that had been facing downwards and turned it over with his shoe. “I see he had these taken today. They never crossed my desk, but somehow ended up in your hands. You were never supposed to see them.”

Your throat became tight and you felt tears pricking at the corners of your eyes. Involuntarily, you sat back down onto the rocking chair as your body betrayed you. You were weak. You could no longer stand because he had just admitted it in less than so many words. It wasn’t a complete confession, but it was all you needed to confirm what you desperately didn’t want to believe. You didn’t like the sound of where any of this was going, but you still wanted him to continue, to say he had a perfectly good and logical explanation for why Jeno would have all of those photos taken. But you couldn’t say anything, not immediately. You were rendered speechless by the truth you so hopelessly wanted to deny.

“Jaehyun,” you said barely above a whisper. “I’m going to need a little more than that.” He looked at you, his eyes soft with the unspoken words he saw mirrored inside your own--with the fear of knowing how this was going to end. “If you don't want to start with the ones from today,” you continued, “then start with Kun. Just tell me something.”

He took a breath and ran his hands through his hair. A gesture that forewarned he was about to unload a massive amount of unpleasant information. “Kun didn’t deserve you. He only appeared to be faithful to you," he said when he began. But of course, this was something you already knew--facts already revealed to the both of you outside of Ten's clinic the day of the paternity tests. "The woman in the photo was a fling from his past," he continued. "They started hooking up again towards the tail end of your relationship.”

A fling from Kun's past? You knew Kun had been in other relationships before you, but the two of you made a point never to bring up past relationships while you were together. You didn't want to talk about your exes for obvious reasons, but what reasons did Kun have? From what you knew, Kun refused to be stuck in the past and always looked at what was in front of him--who was in front of him. But then again, what did you actually know about Kun other than what he showed you on the surface? 

“And you became privy to this information how?” you asked Jaehyun. Obviously he had known for some time before the paternity testing since he was able to orchestrate having Kun's pictures taken.

“Remember our conference call last year when I asked you to review my contracts for the scripted series?”

“Yes.” 

“Well Jeno caught sight of Kun dropping you off in front of your office building that same day he brought over the contracts. A kiss on the lips between the two of you and he figured you were an item.”

A deep frown set into your face and your head tilted to the side in bafflement. In your head, you put together what Jaehyun had said and what you already knew and came up with your own conclusion. “So Jeno told you that I had a boyfriend, you became insanely jealous, and then decided to start following Kun around, waiting for a perfect moment to expose him as unfaithful?” 

“Not exactly." He took note of your skepticism denoted by your stance and quirked eyebrow. “I was happy you found someone. I figured the moments we shared before I left was the extent of our friendship and physical relationship. Especially since we hadn’t decided on if we were a 'we'. I truly was glad you found someone to be with," he reiterated his first statement while continuing to look straight into your eyes. "I was a little sad when I found out, but I knew that I should have worked harder to be with you or just have you wait for me. I had come to terms with losing you. I was going to move on. But then Jeno went for his regularly scheduled dental appointment and coincidentally his dentist that day was Dr. Qian.”

“You’re lying,” you said before your brain fully caught up with what was going on. It was too good to be true--too easy. Did he actually think you were going to fall for that? There was no way Kun could have fallen into Jaehyun’s hands so easily. 

“I really wish I was. Jeno usually sees the other dentist that works with Kun, but that day his partner was out and Kun was in charge of all the clients.” 

You were suspicious of his answer, but you remained silent with confirmation that you wanted him to continue given by your facial expression.

“Jeno, being the diligent assistant that he was, prodded for information regarding your relationship--without me knowing about any of this yet, I might add. But when Kun told him about the hot date with his girlfriend that same night, imagine his surprise when Kun named a woman that wasn’t you.”

Heat radiated through your body once more as you processed his words. “If you knew about him, then why did you keep that from me, Jaehyun? I could have gotten out of that relationship a long time ago!” The volume of your voice raised with every word. You couldn't fathom why he would do that to you. Everything that happened up until now could have been avoided had he just told you when he found out. But instead, purposefully or not, he wronged you by keeping it a secret.

“I had every intention of telling you," he said, holding his arms open in surrender. "I just didn’t know how to do it. If I told you then, you would have accused me of snooping like you are now. Or you would have gotten mad at me and said I was trying to come between your relationship or something, like lying to win you over. And you seemed happy with him, so why would I ruin that for you? I was stuck between multiple options.” He let his hands fall back to his sides in exasperation.

“So instead of telling me, you decided to take matters upon yourself anyway and have the man followed by your henchman, Jeno and Yangyang, all the way to his fake convention tour?” you interrogated him. Jaehyun finally broke the eye contact he held with you by looking down at the floor and rubbed his neck. The guilt etched onto his face was not being masked one bit. Frustrated by his behavior, you reached out to him and yanked him closer to where you sat by his other hand. “Talk, dammit.”

He sighed and forced himself to look at you again, and swallowed thickly before continuing. “It was actually...an all expense paid vacation purchased by me.” 

You let go of his hand, stunned into silence as your breath caught in your throat. Your eyes held so much anguish and disgust. Disgust directed at him. It pained him to see it--to acknowledge that he was the one to make you look at him that way. He knew he had royally fucked up everything he was trying to build with you, and the only thing he could do in this situation that he caused was to completely come clean. “I figured that if I sent Kun away, I could come home and tell you everything I found out about him. And when you decided to leave him--”

“You would already be there to put my broken heart back together,” you finished for him. There was no point in sugar coating it, but it sounded so much harsher when you said it out loud. His face flushed with shame. He looked so sorry--so pitifully guilty. You had every impulse to get up and slap him right then, but you didn’t. Instead, you let yourself speak freely. “That was your master plan? To set Kun up so you could swoop in and fix me like I’m some kind of broken object?”

“No, Y/N, I--”

“I can’t believe you of all people would do this, Jaehyun.”

“I didn’t do it alone,” he disclosed in a panicked attempt to deflect some of the blame.

You wanted to slap him again for even trying. “Yeah, Jeno. I’m sure he did a lot following your orders--”

“It was Winwin, too. It was his idea.”

You frowned, confused. You had momentarily forgotten that Winwin was involved with all of this. It was his idea? That would explain the way he acted in court earlier that day. And you did recall Winwin saying that he was the one who sent Kun on the fake trip. Now that you thought about it, what Winwin had said in court sounded a lot like what Jaehyun had just told you. But how? You had only met Winwin when you began dating Kun. Which meant…

“How long have you known Winwin?”

Jaehyun took another deep breath. He seemed to do that everytime he was about to hit you with more unpleasant information. “Winwin was my assistant before Jeno. Before I met you. He quit because he couldn’t handle the job anymore. He ended up becoming a travel agent because that was all he could find. We’re still friends and we met up from time to time. I told him about you one day. About us. That I wanted us to be serious. And when I told him your name, he said he already knew you and that he already knew about Kun. So, I elicited his help and together we sent Kun on that phony trip.”

No thoughts. Head Empty. 

He already knew Winwin before you ever met either of them? The two of them were close enough with each other and became close enough to you to come up with this ridiculous plan to blackmail Kun? It was a really dumb way to avenge your honor. And you couldn’t tell if you were mad or happy after hearing all of what they did. You were...conflicted. Very. Conflicted.

“I..this explains a lot and so little at the same time,” you managed to say coming out of your stupor. “I would have never guessed the two of you were once friends. The way you hid it from me...wow. Did you give Winwin acting advice?” you asked him bitterly.

“We never stopped being friends. He was willing to expose what type of man Kun really was so he played along as best as he could. We both thought we were doing the right thing. We just went about it in the wrong way. I’m really sorry, Y/N.” He looked at your hand, wanting so badly to reach out and hold it, but he knew you wouldn’t let him touch you right now. So instead he turned around and faced the wall on the opposite side of the room as he continued trying to exonerate himself. “In hindsight I should have just called you and told you. Whatever your decision would have been I would have supported it and moved on.” He walked toward the wall he was facing and placed his hand against it to support himself through his speech. “I truly thought I was doing the right thing. If I hadn’t screwed up the timing then my blackmail plot would have worked, haha...” He laughed after he said it, but there was no feeling in it whatsoever. “But then again it wouldn’t have mattered. I let Kun extend his vacation for a whole month with plans of getting back to you as quickly as I could so I could tell you all of this. I just needed him away from you for as long as possible so you would forget him by the time I came home.” He turned back around to face you. “But I was two months too late and already sixth in line. I didn’t think I would need to compete with any of the other guys for your heart.”

Sixth in line.

Suddenly, you found yourself gripping the armests of the rocking chair as your ears honed in on his last few sentences. You processed what he just said, repeating it a million times in your head until it finally clicked into place. You were a pretty sharp and smart individual. You earned several academic achievement awards and scholarships in college, graduated at the top of your class in Law school, passed the Bar on your first attempt, and you were highlighted as one of the top entertainment lawyers in your area. So your brain quickly connected the scattered dots after your eyes went down to the floor and you saw the other pictures you had carried inside the envelope. 

Your eyes went back up to look at him. “You knew about them before you came back, too.” 

“FuCk.” 

Jaehyun turned around and walked out into the hallway with you following without warning. He had gotten caught in another lie and couldn’t face you anymore.

Now sitting alone inside the nursery, you felt your anxiety go through the roof. Your hands began to shake and your bottom lip trembled as you held back the urge to scream.

“Come back here...” It came out choked and barely loud enough for him to hear wherever he had gone. “Come back here, Jaehyun!” Your rage took over and you were able to yell for him as loudly as you could.

You got up from the rocking chair and made your way out into the hallway to search for your fleeing fiancé. Luckily, you didn’t have to walk far. He was pacing up and down the hallway between the nursery and the master bedroom. His back was tense at his shoulders and his fists were tightly clenched at his sides. You knew words weren’t going to stop him, so you walked to him and forcibly grabbed his shirt to turn him around and face you. When you did, you saw his eyes up close. They were red with tears begging to be let loose from his ducts. They spoke volumes. Within them you saw fear and shame doing a tantalizing dance together with immense sorrow. 

Jaehyun hated it. He hated the way you looked at him like he was some kind of monster. Your eyes read back to him anger, betrayal, and genuine suffering. He couldn’t bear to have you look at him like that any longer and wanted to prove to you that he wasn’t a monster. But when he quietly spoke your name and tried to caress your shoulder, you immediately smacked his hand away. 

“Y/N, I’m so sorry.” A tear ran down his face. 

“No, Jaehyun! You do not get to cry!” You pushed him away from you by his chest, causing him to stumble backwards a bit. “How long? How long have you had YangYang following me around and secretly taking photos of me with the others? And don’t bullshit me. I want the whole truth!”

“Since I sent Kun away, okay! I knew you’d try and fill some preexistent void...” he trailed off and rubbed his wet chin, and then wiped his hand on his pants. “So I had you followed. What if you had gotten involved with someone similar to Kun? Or what if you found someone not good enough to be—“

“So the fuck what, Jaehyun! It’s my life and you had no reason to meddle with any part of it. Did you manipulate the other guys, too? Did you find a way to advertise phony trips to them, too?”

“No! I never meddled with anyone else, only Kun. At some point I realized those momentary flings were something you needed. A release. And by the time I had enough of your dick hopping with guys that weren’t me, who didn’t want to be with you long term except for maybe two of them, that’s when I decided to become the last participant in your ongoing sexcapade. I may have been sixth in line to get to your heart, but I was determined to be the first one you chose to share it with completely.”

“Then why didn’t you stop having me followed around?” You were teetering on the edge of an emotional cliff at this point. You felt a small kick inside you, your little bee signaling to you that if you kept this up she’d physically join you sooner rather than later, but you ignored her warning. 

“I had every intention to have you not followed anymore. After I returned early from filming, I decided to try really hard to make you see that I was the man you wanted and needed. But then you ghosted me when you decided you wanted to try again with Kun. After all the things I did that you were unaware of, you still chose to be with him. I could have sent you the photos then, but I didn’t want to hurt you like that after you and I had just emotionally and physically reconnected. Plus if I did, we wouldn’t be having the conversation now after all that has happened between us this far.”

“Tch. Of course we wouldn’t be like we are now! Jaehyun, look at us! I wish you would have shown me those photos when you wanted to because I’d be done with both you and Kun. For good. It would have saved me a lot of tears and heartache.”

Delusional, he was genuinely shocked at what he heard about you being done with him. He thought he may have finally gotten through to you with his ridiculous explanations. “You don’t mean that, Y/N. We would have worked through it after you heard where I was coming from and my reasoning behind the decisions I was making--”

“I don’t mean it? You don’t think extortion and manipulation isn’t a reason to cut ties with someone?”

“Yes, but I had to do what needed to done--“

“You didn’t need to have me followed or exploit Kun. My life isn’t a movie where you can just play whatever role you feel like!”

Those words cut him deep, and his countenance flickered with pain. “Y/N, I’m sorry--“

“Stop saying that! Because if you meant it you wouldn’t still be having me followed to this day! You were the last person I thought would hurt me this much!” 

You had not cried once up until this point, but the dam had finally been breached. Tears fell fast from your eyes as your heart shattered into a million pieces. You covered your face with your hands as you sobbed uncontrollably. Your baby was shifting inside you, agitated by all of the stress you were putting on her. And the thought of her safety was the only thing keeping you from falling to your knees.

“I never meant to hurt you like this...” He said as his own heart crumbled from watching himself single handedly destroy yours. “But...even after all I’ve done,” he continued, though you couldn’t imagine what more he could possibly have to say. “I’m still better than all the other guys you’re still hung up on.”

“I’m not hung up on anyone! I said yes to being your fiancée, remember?” You aggressively removed your hand adorned with the beautiful ring from your face and held it up to his. “I said yes without hesitation. But knowing what I know now, maybe I shouldn’t have. Even the fourth guy in line wouldn’t have hurt me this badly!”

Jaehyun’s eyes grew wide then narrowed before he quickly rushed a hand through his hair. It had become increasingly unkempt since the beginning of the argument. “Who, Taeyong? He wouldn’t know how to take care of you even if he tried. He can’t even properly manage his own bar.” You didn’t even ask how he knew which exact guy was fourth and let him continue talking. “This is actually his third attempt at a bar. His first two bars closed shortly after opening because of the shady dealings he was doing to keep the place afloat. He’s managed to make it past six months now because he was threatened again with more jail time. Plus you started sleeping with him again, and of course he believed he would have a life with you. So that forced him to start changing his way of living.”

“Well it’s good to know I’ve had such a positive impact on someone trying to turn their life around. At least he was honest with me about the type of person he was before and after he met me. All my other partners seem to have been more honest with me than you ever were.”

“Not the six foot phony who was one-third of your impromptu threesomes,” he said with a scoff before wiping any remaining tears he had with the back of his hand. “He’s engaged, Y/N. Has been for an entire year.” 

“What?” you asked incredulously.

“Yeah. The troll is afraid of commitment. But you already knew that considering you had multiple rendezvous with him while I was away. You were so devastated to hear Kun cheated on you after all this time, meanwhile you were the other woman for Johnny.”

“I didn’t know they were engaged! If I knew that I wouldn’t have slept with him again. But she knew about us before that. It’s not my fault he didn’t tell me everything about them.”

“Still didn’t make it right. Especially since you were also cheating on Kun at the same time.”

“I know it’s not right, Jaehyun! Why are you trying to redirect the conversation to make me look like a vile person?!” He didn’t have an immediate response for you, so you decided to keep going in your state of turbulent emotions. If he wanted to be nasty with his accusations, then you were going to be nasty right back. “Does Johnny intimidate you? You think that if you hadn’t come back or if I wasn’t with Kun, then maybe I would have ended up with Johnny instead? He is my type, after all, which is why I slept with him so many times. He’s tall, handsome, well-endowed, and has a dazzling smile just like you. Did you view him as your main competition?”

“Now you’re just saying stuff to try and piss me off,” he said with a set scowl on his face. “I don’t need to compete with someone who voluntarily cheats on his girlfriend. If the two of you had gotten together, he would have done the same thing to you and you would be in the same situation you were with Kun. Look around, Y/N. All those guys are terrible compared to me!”

You crossed your arms over your chest and shifted your weight onto one foot. “Fine. Since you seem to have some dirt on every single guy I slept with. Enlighten me. Tell me all the information you paid Jeno, YangYang, and whoever the fuck else you hired to find. Because I know you didn’t try to find anything out for yourself. Tell me all the secrets Yuta, Taeil, and Doyoung are keeping from me.”

Accepting your challenge, he began divulging facts without hesitation. “This is a secret not even Yuta knows, but he has another kid out there in the world. Maybe more, who knows. Jeno went above and beyond my authority and paid his ex-wife for the details. The kid’s mom had been trying to reach out to Yuta for a while, but the ex always intercepted and kept her quiet.” He saw your face fall, as you were very affected by this tidbit of information. To console you he said, “I’ll admit I created a monster with Jeno, and it wasn’t until Mark got arrested that he regained his good natured consciousness.”

“Why haven’t you disclosed this information to Yuta?”

“I wasn’t even supposed to know about that. Besides, you and the baby are my top priority. Not him.” Jaehyun leaned against the banister of the railing overlooking the first floor of his estate.

“I’m going to tell him,” you asserted.

“Suit yourself. I don’t care anymore,” he said with an indifferent shrug of his shoulders. 

“Well, what about Taeil? Did he steal your girlfriend when he was younger? Is that why you’re making sure he doesn’t end up with me either?”

“No.” He said affronted. 

“Then why?”

He looked down as he ran his hand back and forth along the polished wood of the banister. “Because I hired the love of his life to be my lawyer, pursued her situationally and then romantically, maybe fathered her first born child, and then I told her I loved her and proposed.”

“That’s not what I asked nor is it new information. Shit, everyone at the baby shower could have figured that out—they probably did figure that out.”

“No, it’s not. But to add insult to injury, he can’t provide for you like I can. Taeil’s broke. He’s a terrible accountant that made some piss poor investments in the past. He has no money. No savings. Nothing tucked under his mattress. He drives my cars because he can’t afford to buy his own. His house? Mine. His gym membership? He’s a guest on my account. Those bad investments? Good investments now since I got my hands on them. The only reason he was able to successfully get you in bed was because he moved back here while I was busy filming my movie; before I could convince him otherwise. He was the one that recommended I hire you as my lawyer. He just didn’t expect that I’d steal your heart, too.”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, but some things were starting to make sense. “So…,” you began as you spoke your thought process out loud. “When Taeil went to study abroad where you stayed, he lived with you and confided to you about our failed relationship. And then when you saw the opportunity, you sought me out and continued to pursue me even though you knew about his strong feelings towards me?” Jaehyun looked to you and said nothing, affirming your assumption. “You’re sick.”

“It sounds worse when you say it that way. But my feelings have always been genuine. I originally sought out your professionalism and just so happened to fall in love with you while we worked together. I didn’t fall in love with Taeil’s memory of a long lost girlfriend. I fell in love with a respectable, successful, and mature woman. Different time. Different place. Different feelings.”

You hated that he was right. He didn’t make himself fall in love with you just so he could steal you away behind Taeil’s back. He fell in love with you naturally. But as you have come to find out, he loved you a bit too much and was willing to do whatever it took to make him look like the better man.

Feeling your heart wavering, you squeezed your arms tighter against your chest before you asked him about the last person he supposedly had information on. “And Doyoung?”

“The only thing I have on him...” He hesitated mid-sentence as if he was contemplating whether or not he wanted to say what he was going to tell you. “...is that he pawned the ring he purchased for you. He was going to propose to you after graduation, but Taeyong got in the way.”

You audibly hissed as you violently sucked the air between your teeth, causing Jaehyun to flinch slightly. “Jeno didn’t tell you this,” you told him with a clenched jaw. “You’re lying to me again?”

“I’m not lying. And it wasn’t Jeno. Ten told me after the paternity test.” 

“Liar,” you huffed out. You could feel your body temperature rising as your breaths became shorter.

He let out a dispiriting chuckle to himself. “Apparently you didn’t know, but he’s Team Jaehyun. Has been for quite some time now. He also got caught up in this ‘who’s the daddy’ drama and couldn’t help but dip his toes in. So he gave me some insight. He joked that the last men standing would be me and Doyoung. Even if the baby is for neither of us, we’d still be the last two actually vying for your heart.”

“Doyoung and I despise each other,” you hiccuped.

“And you despise me, too, now. So I guess Ten was way off with his assumption.”

“Just shut up!”

All of this had to be a lie! There was know way Ten had told Jaehyun that Doyoung was going to propose to you after you graduated law school. If Ten did know about it, all the way up to the detail about Doyoung pawning the ring, why hadn’t he ever told you? And why did he tell Jaehyun? Was Ten working with him, too? And how much of a financial hole was Doyoung in that he needed to sell the ring he was going to use to profess his undying love--

Jaehyun noticed the way your breathing had become irregular, and urgently pushed himself away from the banister when he registered the frantic look on your face as the cogs whirled inside your mind at the thought of Doyoung wanting to propose to you. “Y/N, listen to me. I know this is--“ 

“Sorry, pretty boy. Your time is up.”  

Equally stunned by the interruption, both you and Jaehyun whipped your heads around towards the staircase to see Yuta making his entrance onto the scene. You were so caught up in Jaehyun’s bullshit that you had momentarily forgotten he was still waiting for you outside. The tightness in your chest loosened at the sight of him, and you were thankful he kept his word by coming to your rescue at the right time.

“Y/N, it’s time to go?”

Jaehyun’s narrowed eyes darted quickly between you and the other man standing before him. “How long have you been in here?”

Yuta made his way over to you and gently uncrossed your arms that were still pressed tightly against your chest. “Long enough to know I have another kid somewhere out there. Not the way I wanted to find out, but then again, you can’t always get what you want.” While looking into your glossy eyes, he cuffed his hand around one of yours and let you squeeze it as hard as you needed to in order to keep hold of your sanity. He could feel the fast pace of your heightened pulse through your palm. “My ex-wife is pretty trash, huh?” He asked, then turned his head to face Jaehyun to now look directly into his eyes. “Don’t make the same mistake I did and marry the wrong person, Y/N.”

Beneath that cold, blank expression, you knew Jaehyun was fuming. You, his fiancée, had come unannounced to confront him, and now stood in his home holding hands with another man who also held claim to a piece of your heart. You stared at him as he seethed in silence, letting every letter of Yuta’s words sink into his prefrontal cortex.

“Don’t call me, text, email, or anything,” you commanded Jaehyun after you were able to find your breath. “I need time away from you to think. I need time for myself, my health, and my baby. Our possible baby.” You pointed between all three of you within the space. “Just let me think. No matter how long it takes.” You paused briefly to shift a bit of your weight onto Yuta, as you were now too tired to stand on your own. “If you want any little bit of hope that I’ll stay with you after all this, you’ll do these things for me.”

With your other hand you reached out to Yuta’s, and he proceeded to help you walk down the stairs and out of the mansion.

There wasn’t anything he could say. The only thing Yuta could do was listen to the sniffling of your nose and breathy sighs as you cried softly beside him while he drove you home. You had a great deal of things on your mind and you would talk when you were ready. He himself had a lot on his mind. His ex-wife had been blocking him from seeing his other child. The only reason he could think of for her to do something like that was so she could secure their son’s inheritance, to ensure that he got all of it without having to split it with another sibling. He didn’t put it past her. She already tried to wring his bank account dry during the divorce. This made him wonder what his ex had in mind to do if he was the father of your baby, too. He needed to do something about that conniving woman and get his son away from her before she did something else he wouldn’t be able to forgive.

You sighed heavily, snapping Yuta out of his thoughts. From the corner of his eye he saw you wipe your nose with one of the tissues from the packet he got for you out of his glove compartment. Seeing you like this was so upsetting to him. He was used to seeing you as a strong, independent woman who didn’t have any problem taking care of herself. To see someone like you so broken up because of another person made him so mad. He should have punched Jaehyun like he originally wanted to.

“I’ll stay with you until your brother gets back,” Yuta said, breaking the stagnant air around you.

You shook your head. “No, your family needs you.”

“Are you sure?”

You weren’t. You weren’t sure if you actually wanted to be alone until Mark came back. You weren’t sure you could be alone. But you were sure that you didn't want to drag your brother or Yuta any further down this deep pit of despair you dug for yourself. You didn’t want to go home anymore. You didn’t want to be there alone with your thoughts and you didn’t want to be there with Yuta who had his own issues that needed to be sorted out right away. But where could you go? The man you thought you could trust your heart to just ripped it out of your chest and stomped on it. There was nowhere else for you to go but home to cry on your brother, but you refused to keep stressing him out. So you would have to go to a place where you could cry on someone else who actually had a role in your messed up storyline. Two of which would more than likely turn you away, and one of them would definitely welcome you with open arms against their better judgement. And the other would…

“I want you to take me somewhere else instead,” you answered Yuta’s question.

“What? Where?”

“I just don’t want to go home. Please, Yuta?”

He sighed and scratched the back of his head. “I’m going to have to charge you cab fare.”

Because of Yuta’s joke, a small smile was able to make its way onto your tear stained face. “Thank you. Take the exit after the next one and then make a left at the light.”

Yuta followed your instructions as you directed him to your destination. He had an idea on where you were going and his assumption grew stronger when he began to drive through a residential area. You pointed to the house you wanted him to drop you off in front of and he pulled up to the curb to park his car.

“That’ll be $36.00, please,” he said, reaching out his hand towards you. You ignored his antics and began taking off your seatbelt. “Whose house is this anyway?”

“You’ll see.”

“Oh no. I’m not letting you out until you tell me.” To reinforce his point, he pressed the button to re-lock his car doors that had automatically unlocked when he put his car into park.

“I’ll be fine. What more can be done to me after what I just went through?” You unlocked the door manually and then struggled your way out of the car by yourself. By the time Yuta had taken off his own seatbelt to stop you, you were already halfway to the front door of the house, so he gave up and let himself watch you go up the rest of the way and ring the doorbell. After opening the door, the owner of the house’s hands went immediately to your puffy cheeks as the sight of your distressing appearance suddenly caused him to become overcome with urgency.

Yuta craned his neck as he tried to see who it was you chose to use as a supportive pillar. When he got a good look at them he made a hum of enlightenment before sitting back properly in his seat. “I was expecting to see her mother, not the rabbit.”

You were immediately ushered into the house and made to sit on the living room sofa. Doyoung left you briefly to make herbal tea after you accepted his offer for a cup. Once done, he set the cup and saucer into your hands, and then he sat down beside you on the couch with his elbows resting on his legs. “What happened to you?” he asked you after waiting for you to take your first sip of the tea. After your visit with him to the ER earlier that day, he assumed you had gone home to rest like the doctor prescribed.

“I found out who really had the pictures taken.” Doyoung didn’t say anything, allowing you to continue when you were ready. He watched as you took another sip of your tea, noticing the way your hand slightly trembled when you placed it back down onto the saucer. “It was Jaehyun.”

As if he had already known the answer, Doyoung closed his eyes and inhaled slowly. “I figured as much.”

“How long have you known?” Leave it to Doyoung to be so perceptive. He should quit being a lawyer and become a detective. 

“I found the pictures the day you had us all tested. I put the pieces together a little bit before your baby shower.”

“Why didn’t you say anything?”

Doyoung looked down shamefully at his hands. “You ask that like you were actually willing to talk to me.”

“It didn’t stop you from giving me the envelope.”

He moved one of his hands to push back his hair from his face. “I’m sorry about that. My mind was grappling with so many emotions that day. I wanted to talk to you about everything in person, but he kept getting in my way.” From the way he spit out the word, you knew he was talking about Jaehyun without having to say his name.

“I’m glad you did it when you did,” you told him as you gazed dismally into the orange liquid inside your cup. “I was able to use what you gave me to confront him and he revealed his true self.”

Doyoung’s eyes moved from your face to your hand that held the saucer. You were still wearing the engagement ring from Jaehyun. He didn’t want to make any assumptions about where your relationship with him stood. “Are you still…” he asked tentatively.

You followed his gaze and inferred what he was asking you. “I don’t know,” you said after taking a deep breath. “I just...he told me a lot of things. I don’t know if I’ll be able to trust him again.”

“I see,” was all he could say to you in that moment.

There was another small period of silence between you so you could drink more of your tea, but in actuality you were mustering up the nerve to ask him this next question: “Is it true that you were going to propose to me?”

Doyoung’s entire body went stiff beside you. And you swore you saw his eyebrows hit the sky. “Who told you that lie?” 

You turned your body slightly to face him more and looked into his eyes for the first time since entering his home. “Everybody has been lying to me lately and I just want to have an honest conversation with someone. So is it true?”

“Did Jaehyun tell you that to mess with your head? It’s obviously false,” he said, becoming defensively indignant.

“Ten told him.” 

Doyoung didn’t respond right away, and so you knew it was the truth.

“How much money did you lose on the ring?”

“Why does that matter? You still left me anyway, so I would have had to sell it regardless.”

And here you thought the two of you would finally be able to put aside your differences.

“For fucks sake,” you gritted and practically threw the tea cup and saucer onto his coffee table. “I’m sorry I left you, okay! Is that what you want me to say? Stop reminding me of one of the biggest mistakes I've ever made! So can we please have a conversation like two human beings?”

Something you had just said lit a flame inside him and he could no longer hold back all the conflicting feelings he kept inside him. “Fine! If you want me to be honest, yes! I was going to propose to you. You were my everything just like you were to all these other guys that worship the ground you walk on for some reason. And I just don’t know why it has to be like this!” He took a second to take a shaky breath as tears began to prickle behind his eyes. “Because you were with me! You were supposed to be with me forever! But then you just left me to be with Taeyong, and I made myself hate you all this time even though I was the one who told you to go!” He hastily wiped his eyes with his sleeve before any of his tears could fall. “Fuck!”

You stared at him wide eyed in disbelief at the fact that he was finally being honest about himself. But then you shook your head when something other than his current state came to your attention. “Was it really Taeyong or were you too afraid that I might have rejected your proposal to be with someone else?”

Doyoung sniffed and wiped his eyes once more. “Don’t psychoanalyze me right now.”

“I’m right, aren’t I?” He responded by rolling his eyes at you, making you scoff. “You know, you're the whole reason I have commitment issues. You’re the literal reason I ran into Taeyong’s arms. But he turned out to be crazy, so I left him. Then the next thing I knew I was  working with two guys who only wanted me for my body rather than have a functioning relationship. I said I was fine with that, but I really wasn’t.  So I found a seemingly good natured man to settle down with, but I was still unhappy with him because I wanted to try the no sex thing like an idiot. If you hadn’t run me away in the first place, we’d be married by now with our joint practice like we used to talk about, and I wouldn’t have come out of some crazy sex bender not knowing who the father of my daughter is!”

“I know, I know! And I’m so sorry!”

“Are you?!”

“Yes! And I wish I could take it all back!” He cradled his face in his hands as he fought back a sob. “I never stopped loving you, Y/N.”

“You made sure I believed otherwise.”

He slid his hands down and off his face. “Because I’m stupid.” 

You shook your head at him again. “No, I’m stupid. I still don’t know who my baby’s father is because I’m too scared to look at the results.”

Doyoung’s eyes widened slightly. “You have the results and never told any of us you got them?”

“I know I’m terrible for keeping everyone in limbo. I wasn’t ready before. But now...I think I am. I have to be.” Doyoung watched quietly as you lifted up your left hand and twisted off the engagement ring on your finger. “Knowing who he is determines how I’m going to move forward with my life,” you continued and placed the ring onto the coffee table next to the small puddle of tea you spilled. “And I need to be able to face head on whatever fate the universe has chosen for me and my child.”

Dun dun duuuunnnnn!

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