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seivsite · 9 months

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okioki so i was listening to "from the start" by laufey and started daydreaming to it LMFAO

so im thinkingggg maybe a drabble with blade or dan heng where reader secretly pines over them. one day reader is alone in a room and theyre listening to this song and they start singing along and getting really into it. then when they turn around they see blade/dan heng watching them and they're like "so who's this about?" (or smth idk you can change it) and reader gets really embarassed but confesses anyway

PHEW ok im done im sorry tjis was so long ACK

FROM THE START .ᐟ

includes: dan heng x fem!reader. soft bf dan heng, can be interpreted as imbibitor lunae, not proofread — wc: 691

(Name) was listening to her playlist in her room, engaging in various activities such as reading and tidying up her space. The song “From the Start” by Laufey began playing, causing her to halt in her tracks and swiftly turn up the volume. She sang along to the lyrics, using a makeshift microphone hairbrush, and complemented her performance with gestures that mirrored the song’s sentiment.

Unbeknownst to the eyes of another person observing her, she sang the lyrics aloud, her voice carrying the melody of the song as her body gracefully moved to its rhythm, lost in the joy of the moment.

Have to get this off my chest

I’m telling you today

That when I talk to you, oh, Cupid walks right through

And shoots an arrow through my heart

As she sang, she made a makeshift arrow with her hand, delicately gesturing as if it pierced through her heart, adding a touch of emotion and artistry to her performance.

And I sound like a loon, but don’t you feel it too?

Confess I loved you from the start

Confess I loved you

Just thinking of you

I know I’ve loved you from the start

Startled by the unexpected claps, she froze up, slowly turning towards the door where the applause came from. There he stood, leaning against the doorway with a gentle smile on his face. “So, who’s this song about?” he inquired, his eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of intrigue.

With a fond gaze, Dan Heng observed how she immediately blushed and hastily sought refuge under the covers of her blanket, attempting to escape his gaze.

“It’s rude to ignore someone who’s talking to you, you know,” he playfully chided, moving towards her form, gently patting her head above the blanket.

“Stop it, this is so embarrassing,” she whined, trying her best to avoid Dan Heng’s teasing but finding it rather difficult to resist his affectionate gestures. The playful banter between them brought forth a sense of warmth and familiarity, making their bond even stronger in that intimate moment.

Dan Heng chuckled at her response, settling himself more comfortably on her bed as he persisted with his question, “So, back to my previous question, who’s this song about? I’ve never seen you like that before.”

“I don’t think you’d wanna know,” she mumbled, her voice muffled as she hid her face in her pillow.

“Why?” Dan Heng inquired, curious to uncover the mystery.

“Because it’s...” she hesitated, the ending of her sentence inaudible to Dan Heng’s ears.

“Hmm? Can you repeat that?” He teased, finally catching a glimpse of her red face, though only the top half was visible due to her continued attempts to shield herself. The playful exchange between them brought a sense of lightness and comfort to the moment, allowing them to share a connection that transcended mere words.

She suddenly groaned and tried to turn away from him, “It’s you, idiot,” she whispered. Dan Heng froze in his spot, hearing her confession, before swiftly moving to be on top of her lying form, gently trapping her between his arms.

“Are you serious? (Name), oof—” Dan Heng began to say but was interrupted as she smacked him in the face with a pillow, causing him to fall down beside her.

Her back turned towards him, Dan Heng felt an overwhelming desire to cuddle her and shower her with kisses. Cautiously, he hugged her waist from behind, finding comfort in the fact that she didn’t push him away. He continued to cuddle into her, basking in the warmth of their affection.

“I like, no, love you too, my dearest,” he declared with sincerity, his heart brimming with affection.

He was taken aback by her sudden movement, now face to face. Dan Heng couldn’t resist the urge any longer and asked, “Can I kiss you?” to which she nodded in consent.

Sealing their lips together in a passionate kiss, they immersed themselves in a tender embrace, embracing each other with gentleness and devotion. The world around them seemed to fade away as they expressed their feelings through that intimate connection, creating a cherished moment that they would remember forever.

NOTES. aaa i rly liked writing this, i’ll post a blade version probably later heheheeheh so soft n tiny dan heng bbg

TAG LIST. @rintosei @yanqingisim

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vampynights · 9 months

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:D HIHIIII i'm back w another ryan rq LOLL can u write any sort of hcs about cuddling or physical affection w him please ^_^ !!!!!!! sorry if this is too vague, just lmk if it is!!!! 💘 (:

✰a/n: HELLO AGAIN ANON!! wonderful to hear from u and get another request!! I completely understand what you want, and since you so politely asked, you shall receive! this is so random but the song i had on repeat while writing this was ‘kiss me’ by sixpence none the richer and i feel like it really just adds to the overall vibe so i highly suggest listening while reading !!! hope you enjoy and have a wonderful day<33

✰RYAN ROSS — physical affection with ryan headcanons

✰warnings: none tbh!! just pure fluff

(i love this gif sm.)

–ryan is definitely a lot more reserved when it comes to physical affection in the beginning of your relationship

–he’s pretty reserved overall tbh at first, it takes a bit to get him out of his shell

–in the beginning you’d probably have to initiate somethings or hint to him that you’d like to do certain things

–for example, if you wanted him to grab your hand you’d probably have to do that cliche ‘putting your hand super close to him till your pinky’s are touching’ thing to make him notice

–this is probably weird and stupid but i feel like he has like sweaty palms LOL (i do too, i understand the pain.)

–like, you hold his hand for too long and all of a sudden it’s like holding hands with someone who’s sprinkled a shit ton of water onto their hands

–he gets super embarrassed abt it too and you kinda just have to laugh it off and like tell him it’s okay without making a big deal out of it either…?

–once he gets into the habit though his hands are like ALWAYS on yours.

–underneath tables, while you two are walking, if you’re sitting next to each other, when i saw always I MEAN ALWAYS

–now moving on from the hand holding, cuddling is a little easier for him to get used to, funnily enough

–his excuse is probably that cuddling is done mostly in private meanwhile hand holding is public a lot of the time and he gets kinda shy

–he is like the perfect mix of little spoon and big spoon

–like he really does not mind being either tbh, he’ll only have a preference if he’s in a REALLY bad mood (in which case he’ll probably wanna be little spoon) but generally, he doesn’t care, as long as he’s holding you he’s chill.

–he’s got a fucking GRIP

–cuddling with him is like signing away your life tbh, once you go into his arms he will not let you out for almost ANYTHING

–this mf definitely is the type to hug you from behind when you’re doing literally anything

–don’t cook in front of him unless you want your mobility to be restricted because he won’t let go of you

–ok im sorry for saying this but hear me out ok, he’s a “where’s my hug at?” guy

–BUT NOT IN THE WEIRD WAY I MUST EMPHASIZE

–if you come home the first thing he does is playfully ask you “where’s my hug at?” and opens his arm wide

–when you guys are cuddling on the couch he loves to have your legs over his lap and your head on his shoulder

–if you guys are in public however it’s a little harder to get him to cuddle

–the best you’ll get is him wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close, but he wouldn’t have you on his lap or anything

–he’s so clingy when he’s drunk

–he comes homes after drinking and the first thing he is doing is latching onto you (keep an eye on him at all times or he might vomit on you. gross.)

–if you wear his favorite perfume he will purposefully cuddle you A LOT just to smell it

–like you’ll be chilling with him and then literally feel AND hear him sniffing and you’re just like

–”did you just sniff me?”

–”no?”

–he gaslights you about it cause he get’s embarrassed but you both know the truth

–in summary, he’s clingy as shit and wants to hold you more than anything in the world but also chill out in public otherwise he’ll die

#ryan ross #ryan ross headcanons #ryan ross x reader #panic! at the disco #pre split panic #pretty odd #the bad list #ryan ross x you

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parageist · 7 months

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RAIN WORLD RIVULET, SPEARMASTER, AND GENERAL RW SPOILERS

just finished rivulet last night, wow was that good. surprisingly, i didn’t cry when moon called me ruffles, but i did cry when sparkling pendulum started playing when inside pebbles. something about hearing the main rain world sundown theme but as if it’s being played on a dying violin while crawling through the decaying body of an regretful god made me just. mmmm. despite all he’s done, seeing pebbles like this makes me want to hug him (and don’t get me started on the “Goodbye wet mouse, send my regards”)

that combined with my friend telling me that spearmaster was the one who delivered the pearl with information on the ascension process that led to pebbles condition in the first place is so tragic knowing that SRS (in my headcanon) was dating or very close with 5P, and saw how depressed and angry he was, so they thought they could help him by giving him a way out of this, only for it to turn out horribly for everyone.

and then in spearmaster, SRS sends you out again to deliver another message. an apology, a welfare check, an offering of help, a reminder that he isn’t alone in this world and that people care about him. but 5P’s refusal to accept any help leads to him attempting to fix it all himself, which ends up nearly killing his sister in the process, and giving him a terrible terminal illness. i thought since spearmaster takes place in the past, i could somehow prevent moon’s collapse and help pebbles but in the end, im nothing but a feeble creature in a vast world full of passing gods. all i can do is deliver the message to pebbles, and hope he can one day learn to accept help and forgive himself as i go back home to my creator and collapse into their arms in defeat.

then in the future, seeing how worse his condition has gotten, seeing this seemingly immortal, indestructible, godlike machine decaying to such an extent that he has no other choice but to unplug himself from life support, giving his last remaining energy to help her sister escape from the situation he put her in; a final charity in the face of death. he remains in his chamber, listening to a calming song on repeat, as he slowly succumbs to his own mistakes.

and then, there’s moon. after everything that happened to her, she still forgives pebbles. she’s been reduced to a barely alive dementia-stricken puppet, unable to move from the place where she drowns every day, and one of the only things she worries about is the safety of her brother. even when you plug her back in and she remembers everything, her first instinct is to check on 5P. and the final lines are just. Yeah

sorry i went on a bunch of side tangents there, im just real passionate about this game. anything that makes me cry makes me go insane about it. and now rain world has joined the small list of video games that made me cry! (for anyone who’s curious, that list composes of minecraft, undertale, slime rancher, oneshot, disco elysium, omori, and now rain world)

#rain world spoilers #rain world #rain world downpour #rain world downpour spoilers #rain world spearmaster #rain world spearmaster spoilers #rain world rivulet #rain world rivulet spoilers #rivulet #spearmaster #rivulet spoilers #spearmaster spoilers #looks to the moon #five pebbles

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atthebell-moved · 9 months

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Hi, i hope you dont mind this ask, but i noticed that in your bio post you mention you speak 4 languages and are learning 2 more, and thats honestly so cool and inspiring!! Do you happen to have any language learning tips you used so far that you like? Im in the process of learning french as my 3rd language and while i have the structural knowledge of how to learn a language, i have hit somewhat of a wall in my learning process rn i think. So while i know language learning varies a lot from person to person id still apreciate knowing other peoples process if youd be okay with sharing :] hope youre having a nice timezone

hi! i definitely don't mind, glad to hear you're learning a new language :D big reminder at the top that i'm just some a guy who's way too into languages and linguistics. you want to ask me about jewish theology on the concept of knowing, go right ahead, but in terms of language pedagogy, this is just my personal experience from learning a lot of languages and spending a lot of time thinking about this stuff, though i do have some experience in education. take everything i say with the grain of salt of my personal context!

my initial tips kind of revolve around your goals; do you want to get generally better at the language, or are you specifically looking to strengthen certain areas? if its the former, i recommend doing anything and everything, but most of all practicing, and practicing with french speakers (or speakers of whatever language you may be learning). it might be embarrassing, especially if you're trying to speak with native speakers, but it is hands down the best way to learn, and it means you get very hands-on practice.

if you want to strengthen certain areas, it can depend on which, and it can also depend on your learning styles and what works best for you. for a couple examples: if you want to improve pronunciation, flash cards can be really helpful, and i know quizlet has ways of including pronunciation. if flashcards aren't your thing, i recommend listening to native speakers (i.e. youtube videos, podcasts, etc. etc.) and repeating after them to try to get down their pronunciation, and i recommend a variety of them so you pick up on how pronunciation varies by accent and region. another example: if you want to improve comprehension/listening ability, again, i recommend listening to native speakers and getting the hang of what theyre saying; this is particularly helpful if you can watch something with subtitles in the language as well in your own native language(s) so you can pick up on exactly what they're saying. i do this sometimes when i'm watching cellbit-- instead of putting stream captions on english, i put them in portuguese so that i can see what he's saying along with hearing it. this works well for me though bc i read pretty well in most languages i speak/am learning and i already speak spanish, which makes reading portuguese very easy. again, it depends on your own learning styles and what works for you, so find something that really clicks with your brain and run with it. and this goes for any goal you might have-- if it's being able to read books in french, you can practice reading kids' books and move up to something more advanced; if it's translation specifically, you'll want to look a bit into translation studies and look at professional and amateur translations to see how it's typically done.

there's also the context of the language itself-- yiddish literature is a HUGE part of yiddishism, and translation is also a really important factor for a lot of people, so we read a lot of books and poems and did full translations of texts as practice, but for some languages, there's far more emphasis on song, oral storytelling, writing, or any number of things. if you've previously focused on some elements while learning other languages, it can be strange to switch to something new with another language, but it really helps round out your understanding of the diversity of languages and how cultural context has an impact on it all.

my big big big tip is to practice as much as possible and, if you think you're plateauing at kind of an intermediate-advanced level, that's very normal. every language i've studied, you reach a point where you have a pretty decent grasp on a lot of technical things, but you still don't necessarily feel super confident in the language. i recommend studying new vocab, as that will make you feel more like you can speak it at any opportunity, and engaging in media in the language, like i said above. when i got into advanced yiddish, we read and practiced and had conversations constantly, and it helped me gain a lot of confidence that i was able to open a text and know a lot of what was being said, including vocab, without having to reach for a dictionary all the time or ponder exactly which auxiliary verb was being used, or to be able to express myself really clearly to my peers.

i think it's easy to feel railroaded after you've got a lot of grammar and structure down, so you need to find new ways to gain knowledge and confidence in the language so you don't get stuck at that level. also find a crew to speak french with!! i wouldn't have learned yiddish nearly as well as i did if i hadn't had friends in my classes and built connections in the yiddish community at large, and i think that's a really meaningful way to engage with a language. language is about human connection, so finding ways to build that really does help. and don't forget to review!! you will, if you're like me, get caught up in some element of the language and then may misremember some basics, so it's always good to review those and keep up with anything that might start to slip your memory.

one last thing! if you learned another language as a kid or a teen and now you're learning as an adult and finding its not quite as easy, this is also really normal. kids' brains are so, so good at absorbing information, particularly languages, and it's very normal to get into your twenties and thirties and be like "why can't i learn this as fast as i could as a kid?!" the easiest time to learn a language is as young as possible, but you are not late to the game or slow. you just came at it at a different time, and you're still going to be able to pick it up. especially if you're trying to learn in between other classes and work and just general adult life, it's just going to be a bit harder, and that's okay! for thousands and thousands of years people have been learning new languages at every age and you are not alone in that. may we all have a decent time at it, and best of luck to you. bonne chance!

#asks #anons #i cant think of more specifics rn but if i do ill add them in a rb or something #nonnie if you or anyone have something in mind though feel free to ask #this is so long sorry im deranged and also getting into my fifth and sixth languages im feelinggg how much harder this is now #esp outside of a more formal learning setting

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shukies · 13 days

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april 13th 2024 ♡

omgomg so today i moved around my room!! not all of my room but i switched around my desk and dresser !

a pic for proof lmfao

ANYWAYS !! i actually adore this new layout for my room sm. i think ill get my work done soo much easier and now i could play on my switch and watch tv easier on my bed !! i dont know why i didnt switch my room before ><

yesterday my dad bought me a cd player so while cleaning, i was listening to melanie and laufey (im listening to her rn but this is the last song on the album so i gotta repeat it!!)

i love this cd player soo much. like ive been wanting one for a while since i have a few kpop albums and i wanted to play the cds,, now i can!! i played newjeans and enhypen’s dark blood ep today!! vibes were immaculate.

i can’t wait to get more cds! im definitely going to try to cop a lamp, the smiths and another laufey/mitski one once i go to the record store

also yesterday was the last day of the term so i had to make up lots of work. but i didn’t because i was sleepy… so lets just pray my final grades aren’t too bad :’|

ill update on that when my report card comes out lmfao

i think that’s all for today! im honestly soo ready to lay on my bed, listen to laufey, and play animal crossing for the night. im so exhausted from moving everything so im gonna do just that <3!

byebyee :D

#blogging #blog

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hideaway-or-safehouse · 2 months

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there is such an oddly validating feeling in people who wronged you having a cat you KNOW likes you more than their own owners

it gives me Addison Grace "I miss your dog" song emotions

but, at the same time, knowing their cat liked me so much that the other people asked "What's your secret? How did you do that? My cat has never done that before?*" is so fucking vindicating

* : "that" being fucking CUDDLING. their cat never laid down on top of them before, always persistent about laying down a few feet away (and they had her since she was a kitten too, which is wild to me that she was never even a cuddly kitten), and i met this cat very briefly each time i visited and then wham bam the little fur-baby was snuggled up to me. and not just once, briefly; but would do it for as long as possible in the handful of times i visited (it was about 3 or 4 visits more before we had a falling out), the cat leaving as soon as their human tried to pet them. i know the cat is safe and fine with them, im not worried about the cat's well-being. they just were in one of those families that "always had cats", meaning they continued the cycle their parents taught them rather than doing their own research on how to treat cats (one of those "you can just drop them when youre done, they land on their feet" types rather than what i do which is "keep holding them securely until all four paws are settled and stable on the floor" if that makes sense. innocent fuck-ups, not anything malicious, but it meant this person had NEVER owned a "velcro cat" or a "cuddly cat" and thought thpse things were 100% based on cat personality and not a mixture of personality + relationship. my cat is the first cat ive ever owned, and i did so much research, i even googled how to properly pet cats. thanks Jackson Galaxy. i tried to tell them to do the same back when we were friends. sucks to suck if they never listened). but it is such a nice middle finger to know they have to sit with the knowledge that ✨️their cat liked me more✨️

a part of me hopes they know i would be very willing to adopt their cat if they ever needed to re-home their pet, no matter what happened between us. another part of me knows my very own cat that i already own would be PISSED to share my attention (my cat has made it very clear she is a one-cat home and she will beat up any other pet who tries to "steal me away". but i think that's because her foster parents didn't introduce her to the other cats v well? my cat was briefly a stray and was estimated to already be 2 years old when she first arrived to her foster parents' home. and she was always 50/50 if she liked her fosters or if they were swat-worthy anyway) i have no idea. but she was esp fight-y with them, esp if i gave them any affection, when id come over to introduce myself to her + get her used to me so moving her out wouldnt be so scary for her)

still. im listening to Addison Grace on repeat bc i still think about that kitty cat who so shyly loved me like she never loved any other human before 🎶💕🎶"I DON'T LIKE ANYTHING ABOUT YOU / BUT I MISS YOUR DOG CAT / HE SHE NEVER DID ANYTHING WRONG / I MISS YOUR DOG CAT!!"🎶💕🎶

#id be willing to piss my cat off by adopting this ex-friend's bc i know solo cats get lonely #like Jackson Galaxy recommends to get 2nd cats v much for that exact reason. and fuck it. ill put 1000% into getting that cat and my cat to #have a smooth introduction and get to befriend one another. i hope that ex-friend took my advice bc otherwise 🖕 ×5000 more than before #me #might delete later #cats #cat #addison grace #i miss your dog #addison grace i miss your dog

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definitelyseven · 3 years

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deal | seventeen - final

summary: when your step-mom unexpectedly offers you a deal you can’t resist, you decide to give her a taste of her own medicine by seducing her potential suitor, Im Jaebum.

“H-how could you?” you whimpered with tears in your eyes as you opened the door. Kai stares blankly at you, in shock.

“You didn’t think I was going to let Y/N marry you without a background check, did you?” Jaebum asked rhetorically.

“Y/N, I can explain. Please,” Kai begged, making his way to you. You shake your head at him as he grabs for your arm.

“Don’t,” you said through your teeth but he doesn’t listen and reaches for you again. “Don’t fucking touch me!” you screamed at him. “Did you always know about the money?”

He doesn’t respond.

You chuckled in disbelief, “How long? Answer me!”

“The whole time,” he confessed.

“Did you ever love me?” you asked as tears kept falling from your eyes. “Or did you love my money?”

“Of course I love you!” he tells you. “Y/N, please.”

“So what? You want me to sleep with him to benefit your career? Is that what you think of me?” you continued to sob.

“He said just one night.”

You were never a violent person but you couldn’t control your anger anymore. You raised your hand and slapped him across the face.

“How could you?”

Kai runs his tongue on the inside of his cheek, scoffing at you. “Don’t play me Y/N. How is it that the richest businessman in Seoul willing to do anything you ask? You and I both know your relationship isn’t that simple.”

“It’s not like that,” you tried to explain. “I left him.”

“I WAS YOUR BUOY! You were dying and I saved you,” he shouted at you. "I saved you from drowning,” he said with tears in your eyes.

“That’s not true,” you tried to convince yourself. “That’s not true,” you repeated.

“It wasn’t always like this, you know?” Kai said. “I loved you since the day I laid eyes on you. Believe it or not, I already loved you on our third date when Eunbi saw me with you.”

”You were never my buoy.” It was like every time you spoke, you were trying to convince yourself he was wrong.

But you knew he was right.

He was your buoy and he saved you from drowning. He was the one that was there for you when you needed someone the most.

“Enough. Get out,” Jaebum steps in. “I am perfectly fine with my own insurance agent.”

“We had a deal!”

“So what? Piss me off some more and I’ll make sure you’ll never make another deal again,” he threatened. “You should know I’m a very powerful man.”

Kai shakes his head in disbelief before turning to you. “And you expect me to believe there’s nothing going on between you two?” He rolls his eyes at you before gathering his things. “I’ll be gone by morning,” he said before leaving.

“Now you know what kind of man he is. Don’t waste your time on him anymore,” he whispers as he strokes your head.

“W-why?” you sobbed, turning to face him. “Why did you have to expose him? Why did you have to tell me? I was happy...” you cried as you gripped onto his suite. Your knees felt weak and you could no longer hold yourself up. You fall to the ground.

“I was trying to protect you,” he said.

“Protect me? All you’ve been doing is hurt me,” you sobbed.

“I never wanted to hurt you,” he explains.

You scoffed at him, “Imagined if you tried.”

“I never said I was a good person but everything I’ve done for you was in your best interest,” he said. He strokes his thumb across your cheek. “I need you to believe me once more. Just like how I believed you when you said falling in love with me was never part of the deal.”

You looked up at him, tears still clouding in your eyes. "Do you know how hard it was for me to get over you?”

“Are you over me?” Jaebum asks. He picks you up from the ground and brings you over to the couch. He sits down next to you, “Are you?”

“Yes,” you lied, covering your face in your hands. Maybe it was unfair of you to be mad at Kai. He wasn’t entirely wrong. You did use him as a buoy to get over Jaebum and he stood by your side when you were broken.

“I know you hate me for what I did two years ago - for picking her; choosing her but I had too. I wasn’t just thinking about myself. I had to think about my company, the thing my father spent his entire life building. I couldn’t disappoint my family.”

“Please don’t explain,” you begged. Your heart ached with his every word.

“I did what I thought was the best way for you to get back your $20 million dollars. I’ve known Eunbi my entire life. I know her and I know she took your inheritance. I know she took your money and there was no way you would ever get it back. It was the only way I knew how to give it back,” he continued to explain. You looked at him. “You don’t think I could find you if I wanted to?”

He was right. You never left Seoul. If he wanted to, he could easily find you. “Please stop explaining,” you begged him.

“You have to believe me -”

“I do believe you,” you interrupted. “I believe you, Jae.”

He lets out a sigh of relief. “I never stopped thinking about you,” he confessed. He grabs your hand in his. “I missed you so much.” You quickly pulled your hand away. He was still a married man. “What’s wrong?”

“Just because I believe you, it doesn’t mean we can go back to how we were. You’re still married,” you reminded him.

“We don’t love each other. She lives her life as she wants and I live mine as I want,” he explained. “It’s all for publicity.”

You shake your head, moving away from him. “It doesn’t matter. She’s still your wife. She’s still the person you’ll link arms with in public. I don’t want to be the other woman,” you tell him. “I’m not the other women.”

“You’re not the other women.”

“Can you walk out in public with me? Are you able to break ties with Eunbi and never see her again?” you asked him.

Jaebum remains quiet.

“You and I both know you can’t do that - you won’t do that.” You wiped the tears off your cheeks before standing up. “I appreciate you helping me see what kind of person Kai is and helping me get my inheritance back. I miss Minguk too but I can never be with you again.”

"Look me in the eyes and tell me you don’t love me. Tell me you don’t want to see me ever again.”

You sighed, reaching over to stroke his cheek. “I do love you. I will always love you,” you admitted. You watched as his eyes sparkle in happiness. “And that’s exactly why we can’t be together, why I have to leave you.”

“I don’t understand.”

“Just because you love someone it doesn’t mean you get to end up with them,” you explained. You could tell he was still confused. “Sometimes things aren’t meant to be,” you paused. “We’re not meant to be.”

“All this time, I was trying to protect you. I was on your side.”

“But if you had the option to chose again, it will be her. It will always be her!” you exclaimed, eyes clouding with tears again. “You will always chose her.”

Jaebum remained silent because he knew it was true too.

“Now you know why we can’t be together. My heart won’t be able to take another heartbreak. I think it will actually kill me,” you tell him.

“I’m sorry,” he finally says. “I’m so sorry.”

“Me too,” you tell him before standing up. You grabbed your things quietly before leaving.

Just as you expected, by the time you got home, Kai was already gone. Everything that belonged to him was gone. You couldn’t believe the person you spent two years of your life with, can easily pack all their things and leave; as if they never existed in your life.

But you were just about to do the same. If you stayed any longer, you knew you would change your mind. And this was a decision you couldn’t go back on. This was the only way to save yourself - without anyone else’s help. You need to move on. You need to find someone that will pick you 30, 40, 50 years from now; you need to find someone that will pick you every time.

Jaebum wasn’t that person. He was never going to be that person.

a little note from jennie: i was going back and forth on whether they would end up together but you can’t always have a happy ending and you don’t always get to end up with the person you love. sorry if you expected something different. hope you enjoyed this series. love you all to the moon and back. please listen to Jay B’s new song - switch it up :)

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hollyhomburg · 3 years

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(warning: overly dramatic) part of me wants to write like- a fucking messy story. like messy as in the m/c is involved with all of the boys kind of messy. like- maybe she was jungkook’s childhood love who he lost touch with when he went to become an idol. and then one day she moves to seoul thinking he’s forgotten about her and thinks “better not bother him- he’s famous afterall” and ends up starting her own life without him thinking that their paths will never cross again.

she hooks up with seokjin on accident one night without knowing who he is. it’s against his better judgement but he can’t help the fact that sometimes he gets riled up in the way that only a good fuck can settle. a few days afterwords she realizes who he was and decides against contacting him or answering his text messages. ( though she does respond when he writes “i guess you’ve figured out who i am- and in that case- i have to ask you to agree to this” and she’s not an asshole- so she signs the non-disclosure agreement which she sends back to him without comment).

only a few days later she runs into jimin- or more correctly jimin runs into her getting harassed late at night by a few drunk men. he pretends to be her boyfriend. He’s wearing a mask and a bucket hat and glasses- and despite his height jimin is commanding enough to get them to back off. he ends up walking her home “how do i know you're not trying to walk me home so you can find out where i live?”

“you’re new here right? dont you know how many cameras there are in seoul”

“there aren't any cameras on my street” and so jimin sighs, pulls down his mask and turns to a billboard of his face (this one for vt cosmetics sitting outside a closed olive young). imitating his pose for a second before he can see understanding dawn on her face. “see? you really think im going to do something like that?” it’s not every day he lets himself be seen like this- but he has a feeling that for you it’s worth it. but it doesn't get near the reaction that he wanted.

you curse low, crossing your arms over your chest. “how the fuck is there another one” and though jimin responds with a ‘what?’ you dont answer. you keep walking, kicking a stone hard enough to hit the billboard. and jimin has to admit this is the first time he’s ever felt lacking in front of a woman. it’s electric and he can’t say he’s not drawn in.

he walks you home- does not kiss the strange woman who he just met on the cheek even though you’re looking sleepy and soft and vulnerable. jimin is a gentleman.

it’s not until weeks later that she actually does end up running into jungkook- and she’s shocked to find that their friendship and the pure chemistry they have is still there. they meet up for coffee after coffee and then- she meets the boys, and both seokjin and jimin just try to reign in their over imaginative hearts (and maybe their boners- maybe her and seokjin meet up in some forgotten corner of the company for a repeat meeting- during which seokjin confesses she’s the best fuck he’s ever had).

everyone can feel the tension between you and jimin. and jimin is the first to confess that yeah- they did meet a few weeks back. and you both pretend you’re not blushing when hoseok teases “wahhhhh thats like a drama” jungkook stoic faced besides her. tugging on her earing and whining to leave. he wants her all to himself- not hat he’d ever admit that. and jungkook- jungkook wishes his heart didn't hurt the same way it had 10 years ago- wishes his schoolboy crush could have just stayed that.

what's worse- is that Taehyung and yoongi have taken an immediate romantic interest in her. kind of having more of an adversarial situation where they both keep trying to one up the other. Yoongi takes her out on a boat to watch the sunrise in the middle of the ocean, doesn't care about holding her hand in front of the others. yoongi is so sweet and kind; cooks her dinner when she shows up at his house crying for whatever reason (it was jungkook- it’s always jungkook) and when she’s done he kisses the curry he made off of her lips and hands her a water saying playfully. “if you dont drink enough water you’ll run out of tears.”

“Are you planning to make me cry min yoongi?”

“Only out of happiness hopefully.”

and taehyung takes her to an amusement park in the middle of the night, so that it’s just them and a few people who follow to run the rides for them. he lets her take cute couple photos and always offers up his oversized jackets for her when she gets cold after riding a wet ride. and maybe she catches him staring at her translucent dress. lets him pull her into a corner of the amusement park and fuck her where anyone could hear or see. “are you sure yoongi could fuck you this good? or seokjin for that matter? don’t think i havent noticed the way he looks at you.”

and jungkook- jungkook can’t say anything- because he always puts the others first. and namjoon- oh namjoon and you have an incredibly intellectual relationship. Staying up after you’ve all drank yourselves nearly to sleep, jimin curling up on the carpeted floor near you saying “dont walk home alone- wake me before you go and I’ll walk you.” jimin is always saying things like that to you. and getting all protective whenever one of their backup dancers or any other man at the company shows interest in her.

you and namjoon talk about everything that night- philosophy- love- life- it comes so easy for you to talk with him. and when that night he confesses that he’s never fallen asleep in someone's arms you pat your shoulder and let him lie near you on the wide couch. your hand smoothing up and down his back. and when you wake up in the morning before everyone elce you pretend he hadn’t migrated near you enough that his cheek was up against your chest- and he pretends he doesn't want to record your heart beat and put it into a song so that he can have it to lul him to sleep always. meet up once every few weeks to go on walks together because you both share a love for nature. trips to gardens and parks that feel more like dates than anything.

and hobi- hobi sees it all happening and tries to stay out of it. rationalizes it that there has to be someone to stay impartial and professional. but you end up becoming friends against his better judgement. you do your work in his studio because you like how he’s always playing music even if he’s not working on one of his own songs, and even then you have headphone and jhope watches you sway and bob your head to whatever you’re listening too. very few people have a sense for beat like you both do- and though you can’t dance- he can see the potential in it. he offers to teach you and you agree and of course you end up fucking in the practice room because hoseok just needed to show her how to move her hips right.

only- yoongi hears the noises from the studio and goes to investigate, and he’d love it if he wasn’t hurt but he is. So he ignores her for a little while- because he wants to move on- he’s tired of being hurt by her. and then when she confronts him- somehow everyones there and jungkook misspeaks- says some pretty terrible shit that he immediately regrets and when she runs out of course jimn follows her. “jimin just leave”

“no- not until i know you’re safe” she sighs but then gets angrier when he grabs her hand.

“no- don’t- don’t do that”

“do what?”

“hold my hand unless you have any desire to keep me- to actually love me- then you don’t get to hold my hand” and they walk- jimin grabs her hand and she just sighs- so tired of being pulled 7 different directions. thinks jimin is just interested in sleeping with her- but he’s not- he just wants to love her.

things get even worse when she and yoongi makeup- decide to try and stay friends, and then jungkook confesses to her and turns the whole thing upside down and someone sees her and namjoon out walking, his arm around her shoulders and suddenly dating rumors are floating around everywhere. and fuck- they’re all fighting. jungkook grabbing her arm “she was my friend first”

“yeah but i was the one who was romantically interested in her”

“guess again”

“that doesn't count seokjin hyung- you guys just slept together that's not love” and before any of them have a chance to settle it out she speaks above all of them (maybe picking up a glass and dropping it to get them all to pay attention to her. “maybe if you stoped and wondered what it was that i wanted you all wouldn’t be pricks right now” and then she just- walks out. dodges their calls- ignores every message. until namjoon turns up at her door and asks her to come see them. everyone nervous before jungkook swallows. looking at her with shining eyes, the face of her first love. “we’ve decided, if you’re okay with it, then we think we can share.”

(PSA; this fic idea is not free to use!)

#bts x reader #ot7 x reader #bts poly au #bts angst #jungkook x reader #namjoon x reader #jimin x reader #taehyung x reader #yoongi x reader #seokjin x reader #hoseok x reader #bts polyamory #bts fanfiction #bts fic idea

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ag3ntl3vi · 3 years

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Hoodie X GN! Reader X Masky | “Rock Paper Sisscors” |☁️

This struck me at like, 3AM while listening to Devil in Diguise. I’ll probably write more parts to this tonight if im being honest.

!Gender-Neutral reader!

Trigger Warnings: Sexual mentions.

Word Count: 2,317

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"Can you go any slower?" You laughed, stopping to allow your friend to catch up. Sweat dotted her chocolatey forehead as she panted.

"Yes! I can." She wheezed. "You're just too fast!" Taylor whined loudly, bending herself in half to try and catch her breath. You rolled your eyes and pulled her up, raising her arms over her head.

"You'll breathe better this way," You told her, taking a step back and taking a long sip of your icy water. Taylor nodded her thanks and slowed her breathing gradually.

"Wanna keep going?" You asked as you wiped your mouth on your wrist. Taylor feriously shook her head. "I'll pass, (Y/n)." She whimpered. You put yout arms behind your head as you began to walk down the worn dirt bath.

"That sucks," You murmered. "We were only 1/4th of the way done."

Taylor gaped at your cocky smirk. "And you do this everyday?"

You nodded. "Twice a day if I'm feelin' lucky," You winked and giggled. Taylor shook her head in disbelief.

"You're a machine," She grumbled, jogging to your side. You could tell she was tired, but she was the one who asked to join you in your near-night run. She said she needed the exercise to get the perfect "summer body", even though it was fall.

You hummed. "I didn't know they made sexy machines now." Taylor pushed away the urge to roll her eyes, though she desperately wanted to. She chose not to answer your stupid comment. You both started to walk back to your dorm and planned a junk food movie night. You had the feeling she wouldn't last, but you couldn't say no to her puppy face. You had to admit, you were a sucker for your best friend. Taylor ended up chugging the rest of her and your water bottles greedily, but you didn't blame her. She was pretty out of shape. The darker skinned girl took a large gasp of fresh oxygen after finishing off your beverage.

"Learn to breathe, my God," You snorted. She glared.

"I just ran a mile, you can shut your mouth, you fucking monster," She hissed playfully.

School campus soon came into view after your bickering. Taylor grumbled about how badly her feet ached and how she was never running ever again. You parted ways at the dorm. Taylor wanted to get the living room set up for the movie and sent you out for snacks and drinks. You easily migrated to the everything store. That wasn't its actual name, you couldn't care to remember what it was, but the everything store seemed to suit the run down shop better.

You pushed thr glass double doors open, a cute bell ringing to announce your presence to the cashire, Michael.

"(Y/n)!" He greeted with a smile. You returned the facial gester with a small wave of your own. "What're you here for this time?" He leaned his head on his open palm, his eyes trained on your figure. You had your back turned to him as you read the movie names on the rack.

"What does it look like?" You chuckles, plucking a familar title from the shelf. 'Kiki's Delivery Service', a childhood favorite of yours. Michael didn't verbally answer, he was too busy allowing his eyes to roam your every curve.

His eyes snapped to the side when you turned around to wonder down the candy isle. You shoved a KitKat , snickers, and (f/c) into your arm (allowing an extra of your favored one into your pocket, shh) before you turned the corner, finding the energy drinks. With a childish grin you grabbed a few of the better Monster flavors. You knew you had popcorn at the dorm so you didn't bother trying to find a box here.

You decided to check out as quickly as possible, avoiding as much conversation with Michael as you could. He gave you the creeps. He always tended to make sexual remarks regarding your running outfit, like how your shorts made your ass look plump or how cute you looked with a flushed, tired expression. In general, he didn't seem like a good guy or influence, though Taylor took an odd interest in him. She always had shitty tastes in men.

It was getting late, you noticed. The sun started to darken as students scrambled to their respected dorms or apartments off campus. You made your way to your room. The illuminated cobblestone path gave you the worst horror movie vibes, so to say you booked it was an understatement. As soon as you were inside the safe confindments of your dorms living area, you released a loud sigh of relief. You thought about taking the elevator up, but decided on the stairs to the third story. You were very grateful you were on a higher floor, to you it served as a lesser chance of being robbed or murdered.

"I brought a movie, candy and monsters, come on, you filthy goblin." you called into the freakishly neat room. Taylor was a very, very messy person so you tended to pick up after her more than you'd happily admit. It didn't take long for you to set positions for certain objects in specific places. Example, your shoes stayed in a small, plastic, blue bin by the door. They didn't ever make it to the carpeted floor of the living room. You had a key rack by the door so your keys were never lost or misplaced and Taylor had insisted you needed a coat rack, so your bookbags and Taylor's purses hung there. Any extra blankets, pillows, and sheets were placed neatly in the spare closet.

"Monsters..?" Her brown head popped out from around the corner.

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Taylor had passed out halfway through the movie, not that you were surprised. You pouted. You were very well use to it, but it wasn't any less disappointing when it happened. You carefully laid her on the couch, not bothering to wake her. She was a literal demon when she was woken up. You covered her body in a large, fluffy blanket before standing, pacing for a moment.

You wondered back to your organized room and grabbed your large spray bottle you kept on your dresser. You stared down your mass of plants in your window seal and the few on your night stand and hanging from the ceiling before watering the ones that needed it, leaving your Rainbow Bush succulent alone. Satisfied, you grabbed your school jacket and your earbuds and phone before slipping your shoes on at the door.

It was almost 1 before Taylor and you had finally settled enough to sit and watch the movie, so it was fairly late now. But, regretfully, your body was still pumped from the sugary drinks you consumed not long ago. You made a quick choice to go on a short run to tire yourself out a bit before retiring for the night. Sure, wasn't the best idea to go out at night, alone and defenceless, but you prided yourself in your speed if needed. Besides, you've done it before and you were obviously still alive!

You made your way to the dirt path you ran earlier in the day, struggling to remember a stupid songs name. You grinned when you figured it out and hurriedly played it. The opening played through your earbuds as you gently bobbed your head to the beat.

"There are boulders on my shoulders, collar bones begin to crack, there is very little left of me and it's never coming back," You sung softly along with 'Be nice to me'. An old, but greatly loved song from your middle school years. You began to run.

Your lips parted in a content smile as a phrase slipped past your teeth.

"You're a killer, and i'm your best friend. I think it's unfair, your situation,"

You began to bounce on the balls of your feet excitedly. "You say i'm changing! I'm sorry I didn't know I had to stay the same!" You jumped as your legs moved, your voice growing louder and bolder with every word thoughtlessly spilling out your mouth. You became unaware of the eyes watching your movements, head tilted in confusion.

"Your voice is driving me insane!" You shouted, hopping more as you swished your head side to side, getting louder everytime the phrase was repeated. The last note rang through your ears and you let out a joyful that was quickly cut off. The overbearing feeling of being watched dawned on you.

You jerked around and scanned the treeline, your eyes falling on a tall male facing you with a tilted head. You stared at him, confused before your gaze fell on the bloodied pipe dangling by his side. You fearfully and turned around, bolting in the direction the path led you to. You didn't have much time to understand why he was watching you, but you could hear his heavy footsteps crushing dead leaves as he raced after you.

'Molly' blasted into your ears loudly, making you jerk in surprise. If you were going to die tonight, you were glad this was the song you'd die to.

You could hear him distantly still chasing after you. Not to brag, but you could run a mile amd keep going onto the next without breaking too much of a sweat, though you'd be fairly tired. Speaking of tired, you could feel the drousiness spreading to your head and deep down you knew that you couldn't keep the pace up for much longer.

Sucking in a deep breath, you turned into the woods, lifting your feet high so you wouldn't be the stupid one to trip on a root and be killed first. That would be an embarrassing way to die and not even Molly could make it better, you concluded.

So you did the most logical thing your sleepy brain could think of.

You climbed a fucking tree.

The man was a far enough distance for you to get a good amount of height between the two of you. You panted, your palms itching with needle-like pain from the rough and merciless bark, but pulled yourself up another branch and looked down. The man was panting heavily, bent over as he struggled to force air into his most likely burning lungs. He stood up after a quick second, glaring up the tree at you.

Childishly, but overcome with a sense of acomplishment, you stuck your tongue out at him.

Bad idea, you concluded when the guy's gloved fists clenched by his sides and he started to climb.

You squealed. "No! Fuck off!" You shouted. "Pick another goddamn tree, you humanoid orange!" A growl ripped through your teeth as you glared fearfully at him. To your surprise, he got down. He moved his head to stare at you before sitting indian style, his face pointed to you.

For the first time you had a proper look at him, and you weren't surprised. He looked like he came from a shitty horror movie. He wore an orange hoodie with a ski mask hiding his facial features, a red frowny face sitched into it. He had dark blue, wore out jeans and black boots that looked to be kept as clean as Taylor would keep her living space.

'Best friend' Began to play quietly through your (f/c) earbuds and you forced down a snort at the timing. You were hoddled up in a tree while a guy who most likely wanted you dead watched from below. You shook your head and glanced at the dark sky.

'The stars are out' You thought as you spotted the little dipper, the big one wasn't far away from it's child.

It only took about ten minutes for your easily distracted mind to get bored. You stared down at the hooded man as he drew in the dirt with his pipe. An idea struck you, a bad one, but an idea nevertheless. And it wasn't going to kill you, with a lot of hope, it may allow you to live another day.

"Yo, tangerine!" He flinched at your loud voice, moving his head to stare at you.

You held up a fist with your dominate hand, your opposite going under it, palm up and open.

"Wanna play rock, paper, sisscors before I die?"

The man stilled before very, and I mean very slowly nodded. You allowed yourself to snort. Now you were going to play a childs game with a murderer.

"Do you know how to play?" You called down. He nodded again and held up his hands. "Cool," You said.

The orange-clad killer was absolute shit at rock, paper, sisscors. He was even worse than your nephew, who was six and had the attention span of a squirell. Sometime in your game playing, you had moved yourself a few branches down to see him better in the dark woods. You now sat a branch above his head. He didn't move much, but his shoulders seemed to slump.

You threw rock, again, and he threw sisscors. You gave an evil victory crackle whiele he glared gloomily at his open fingers. "That was fun," You stretched your arms over your head, yawning. "Can I go now?" You calmly asked.

He didn't move for a long while, looking between you and his gloved hands, the, back to you. Finally, he nodded. You hopped down, smiling widely.

"Thanks," You said nervously. He was trying to kill you earlier, so you wouldn't be completely off guard around him. You started to shuffle around him cautiously. His arm shot out, grabbing your upper arm roughly. You flinched hard, looking up at him with wide eyes.

This is it, You thought He changed his mind and wants to eat me!

Instead, you heard a deep voice whisper.

"You can leave if we can play again soon."

#creepypasta #x reader #hoodie x reader #hoodie #masky #marble hornets #fanfiction #masky x reader #poly relationship #masky x reader x hoodie #cp #i dont know what im doing #rock paper sisscors #murderer #tim wright #brian thomas

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kristinalovesfanfic · 3 years

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“I can feel you staring at me, why don’t you just come in?” --MYG

Yoongi x Reader

Best friend Namjoon. Light cursing. -little time skips- ‘texting represented’>Y/N Complete fiction.

Being Namjoons best friend had its perks. He was always treating you like family, trying to get you to do new things, and more importantly sending you cute videos of cute boy’s aka the bts members.

4 years ago when you imagined your best friend you never would have guessed he would a worldwide known rapper. 4 years ago you never would have guessed your crush would be his groupmate and close friend Min Yoongi. But here you are sat on the studio couch listening to Jungkook sing his parts in the recording booth for their next new song.

This in its self was another perk of being friends with Namjoon. He always invited you to things like this. When or where didn’t always matter he just wanted someone there to tell everyone its going great. All the professionals pick and pick as its their jobs but sometimes they just need to step back and think about what sounds good not be the next best greatest thing for bts.

“Y/N.”

“Huh?” You looked to your left to see Jimin staring with a confused gaze.

“Tae asked if you want to get food with him.” Jimin looked to Tae after repeating the boy’s question.

“Sure. Ramen?” You responded to Tae as he stood nodding along with your choice.

Walking to the door you didn’t hear more than just you too moving as you got a text ‘RAMEN? This better not be Netflix and chill RAMEN.’ >Namjoon

‘Shush you. If you’re really that worried come with!’ >Y/N texted him back.

Namjoon loved to tease you with Taehyung because you both were the same age and the boy was the next closest in terms of best friend energy but neither of you ever thought of each other as more than that. Some boys in the group seemed to struggle understanding that.

-Y/N and Tae leave and this is just the remaining members talking-

“They do that often.” Yoongi said clicking around on his computer before signaling Jungkook to start singing again.

“Do what hyung?” Jimin smirked at Namjoon as he asked Yoongi.

“Spend time together.” Yoongi stated.

“Well, when people like each other.. they do that.” Jin teased pausing for dramatic effect.

All the boys laughed when Yoongis head whipped to Jin as he squinted his eyes trying to read what Jin meant by ‘LIKE’.

“Why do you care what Tae Tae does?” Hobi asked with an innocent face.

“I don’t.” Yoongi answered back immediately before speaking into the mic “Jungkook your finished want to listen?”

Jungkook answered back a yes and the groupmates continued working on the song.

-Y/N and Tae come back after eating-

“Sorry!” Jungkook and Jimin both shouted as they pushed the door into you and Tae.

“No, don’t worry about it we were in the way. Are you leaving?” Tae spoke to his members as you slipped in the door settling to the empty corner spot on the couch.

“Yah we finished. Fair warning Yoongi is in a mood because you two left.” Jimin whispered to Tae as he passed Tae leaving with Jungkook.

“How was it?” Hobi hyung asked as you leaned your head back to the couch looking to the computer trying to place just what Yoongi even did when he clicked around at the speed he was.

“Good the ramen was great. Perfect for the cold weather right now.” You smiled to the older boy as Yoongi let out a sigh.

“Joon got a text from that girl. I think he wants to see her tonight which is why I let him go before me.” Hobi glanced at you then the recording booth were Namjoon was rapping his heart out for the army.

“He still texting her?” You asked.

“You didn’t know?” Jin looked at you confused making Yoongi glance over his shoulder at you curled up on the couch.

“He said she told him she couldn’t have a boyfriend because she wants to focus on school.” You answered Jin as Yoongi called Namjoon out of the booth to listen to the tracks together with Jimin and Jungkooks already finished parts.

You closed your eyes listening to the boys speak about what parts needed work and which ones they liked best. Before you knew it you were asleep.

-Y/N sleeping and the members are talking-

“Do you think Tae likes her?” Yoongi asked the second the recording booth closed behind the boys back.

“Why do you care if Tae Tae has a crush?” Hobi questioned the older boy.

“I don’t.” Yoongi sighed as Namjoon came out glancing at your sleeping form.

“I can’t wake her to tell her im leaving for a date.” Namjoon looked to Jin for help.

“I thought it wasn’t a date. Or did you just forget when you told me ‘Jin were just hanging out don’t make a big deal out of it.’”Jin mocked Namjoon a little.

Hobi chuckled at his hyung before speaking to Namjoon “We told her you wanted to hang out with that girl. Go. Tae can take her home he’s been before.”

“That night he stayed out of the dorms, right?” Namjoon asked.

“No. He came back with a hickey the next day.” Hobi thought back to that day remembering fondly as all the boys teased him for the dark marks littering his neck and shoulder.

“He was out with her the night before though? They went to that new restaurant?” Namjoon recalled. “The one where all the guys take their girls for anniversary’s because it’s so romantic right?”

Yoongi turned in his chair “Yah! Out if you’re just going to talk, I can’t hear if he’s doing what he needs to!”

The 3 boys looked to him in slight shock before glancing to your dozing form Namjoon spoke first “Yoongi? Wha-“

Namjoon had been cut off by the door opening to reveal Tae “So? Good or no?”

“Let’s try yours again tomorrow why don’t you leave with Namjoon.” Yoongi snapped at Tae.

“Yoongi! He did nothing wrong.” Jin came to the boy’s defense.

“Nothing.” Yoongi snorted before refocusing on the computer in front of him angrily moving sound forms from one folder to another.

Tae sighed “You have got to stop this. Get over her or ask her out. I’m not kidding. I also am not changing the way I am with her because of your petty jealousy.”

Namjoon nudged Tae to the door as he spoke “Guys… Don’t. If her being here is a problem I won’t bring her back it’s not fair.”

“Its him!” Both Tae and Yoongi exclaimed once again looking to your sleeping form to see if you woke.

“OK! No more tonight or ever preferably. Joons right if her being her is a problem it needs to stop. Tae go with Namjoon he needs to stop by the dorms to change for his date me and Hobi will take her home when were done.” Jin silenced the building argument with his comments as Namjoon grabbed his phone handing Tae his bag the boys left with quiet goodbyes. Silence fell over the remaining members.

“Hobi you want to record next?” Jin asked.

“Why don’t we just call it quits. Meet back tomorrow or something?” Hobi looked from Jin to Yoongi in question. “Im tired and I would like to shower and sleep.”

“We can’t finish without Tae’s part and you know vocal line changes some of the rap flow.” Jin looked at Yoongi waiting his response.

Sighing Yoongi spoke “Fine. But im going to finish tonight. You two go on. I’ll get her home after im done.”

“Don’t stay too late.” Jin spoke as he gathered his phone and charger from where it was plugged into the wall next to you.

“Joon will kill you if he finds out you let her sleep for too long on this couch.” Hobi teased Yoongi as he patted him on the shoulder in goodbye.

“Go on leave me be.” Yoongi waved them away before turning back to his computer.

An hour passed as he took turns rapping in the booth and coming back out to listen to the recording and pair it with the semi complete song. What he didn’t seem to notice as he moved back and forth is the sound of the door closing even softly waking you each time. Giving up on listening to the takes after every few recordings he decided to just rap until he needed a rest and then go and review what he has recorded. Doing so he lost himself in the music more and more.

You stood from your spot stretching your arms over your head and letting your back crack a little. Creeping to Yoongis computer you saw that wave forms were being recorded. Curiously you wondered just who was still in the studio knowing Yoongi wouldn’t leave his equipment to just anyone but Tae and Namjoon wouldn’t just leave you here alone.

Looking in the recording booth you couldn’t help but blush.

Yoongi was rapping clearly going in on the lines he read from the paper in front of him. The sweat beads slowly fell from his hairline down his cheeks and rolling under his jawline to his neck. Realizing just how long you were staring once you blinked and made eye contact with him.

“Well?” He asked.

“Huh?” You looked to him feeling embarrassed this is why Namjoon was to never leave you alone with Yoongi you went a little stupid but it was just the crush taking over.

“I said I can feel you staring at me, why don’t you just come in?” Yoongi smirked at you as he fixed the paper on the stand in front of him.

“I wasn’t staring.” You blushed harder. “Where is everyone did they go home?”

“Mmmm” he hummed in response. “Im almost finished just a few more takes for safe keeping. Hang out a second and ill take you home?”

“I’ll go wait then.” You rushed back to the safety of your couch before deciding last minute to sit in the computer chair at the desk and watch the wave forms as Yoongi rapped his last lines.

Looking at your phone you were greeted with no new messages. Letting out a sigh you texted Tae asking why he left without you. Namjoon you could understand because of the girl hangout thing but Tae shouldn’t have left you without a ride and it annoyed you all the shit you do for him. After sending an angry message to him another greeted you almost immediately.

‘Jin and Hobi said they would take you home.’ >Tae

‘Did they not?’ >Tae

‘No. Yoongi is still here though he will take me I guess.’ >Y/N

‘Seriously though you’re so annoying.’ >Y/N

‘Just think of it as a way to test your stamina 😉’ >Tae

‘TAEHYUNG! I swear!’ >Y/N

‘Tell me you don’t like being alone with the guy you want.’ >Tae

‘How about I tell you to shut up instead.’ >Y/N

‘You love me!’ >Tae

‘No I don’t.’ >Y/N

‘Yessssssssssssssss’ >Tae

‘Nooooooooooooooo’ >Y/N

‘Say you love me and ill shut up.’ >Tae

‘Guess ill never stop hearing you speak then.’ >Y/N

‘Ohh so that’s the plan then 😉’ >Tae

Just as the last text came in you heard a throat clear behind you. Tilting your head back you made eye contact with Yoongi.

“Uhhh hi.” You got lost in his eyes for a moment.

Sighing he nudged the chair over and crouched a little to save the files he just recorded and close out the programs.

“I can move.” You offered. Lets be real it wasn’t because of the goodness in your heart that you suggested it. The truth is you could feel his body warmth as he reached for the keyboard to title the tracks. You could smell his cologne as he leaned forward to stretch his back from the awkward position. You could see every strand of hair falling over his eyes.

Eyes. Shit he was looking at you again. Did he speak? Do you look like an idiot?

“Are you and Tae together?” He asked out of nowhere.

“What?!” You were surprised at the question.

“You and Tae. You went for ramen, he’s been to your house, he stayed out of the dorms and came back with hickeys, you went out for a fancy dinner, he made stamina jokes, and how you like being alone with him. You and Tae. Are you two something? Do you want to be? Does he?” Yoongi wasn’t looking at you as he pressed the power off button on the computer not moving to stand and get out of your space.

“Tae and I are friends. Ramen’s good. He went on a date with some girl from out of town and went back to her hotel room that night. If he had hickeys that must be where he got them. We went to that dinner because I wanted to try the food before I recommend it for Jin to take his mother for her birthday. Stamina Jokes are just jokes and they were more about building a tolerance than anything. But he wasn’t talking about him and I alone.” You spoke flushing at the end hoping Yoongi will leave it there and save you the embarrassment.

“Are you two something? Do you want to be? Does he?” Yoongi repeated looking in your eyes.

“Were friends. Nothing more. I don’t want that and I doubt he does either.” You looked back at him.

“So you’re not with anyone.” He confirmed.

“No. Not with anyone. Why?” You asked. While you waited for him to speak again, he seemed to be finished with the conversation gripping the chair you were sat on to pull you closer. Your eyes widened as you were pulled moving your face in front of his. Yoongi leaned in even more.

“Your lips are getting really close to mine.” You spoke in a whisper almost against his lips.

“Good or no?” You both sprung apart from the new voice at the doorway.

“TAE!” You yelled.

“Why are you back?” Yoongi glared.

“My friend texted me and said she was pissed I wasn’t there to take her home so I guess I will now.” Tae smirked at Yoongi raising an eyebrow at him.

“Thanks Tae.” You pressed your knees to yoongis as you stood. Grabbing your purse, you felt a hand take yours.

“Let me take you out tomorrow?” Yoongi looked at you with hopeful eyes.

“Cant.” Tae interjected again.

“Said WHO.” Yoongi asked through gritted teeth.

“You wanted to move recording to tomorrow.” Tae said through a smirk.

“Friday then.” Yoongi said to you.

“Friday is Jins fishing trip you sure you want to plan something for that night?” Tae said smirk still present on his face and in his words.

“YAH! Stay out of it for 2 seconds!” Yoongi exclaimed at Tae.

“Tuesday next week?” You asked.

“Tuesday. 7pm.” Yoongi confirmed.

Smiling you walked to the door before you heard a muffled scuffle. Turning you see Yoongi with Tae in a headlock. Whisper yelling at him about being a cockblock. Tae didn’t look to concerned not with the laughing he was trying to hide weather it was from you or Yoongi you’ll never know. But hey Tuesday at 7 you have a date with Yoongi. Holy shit you have to call Namjoon.

#bts imagines #min yoongi imagines #yoongi imagines #bts x reader #yoongi x reader #suga x reader

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hanjizung · 3 years

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Sweet as honey.

Han Jisung x Reader.

Word count: 2.9K

♡ Warnings ♡: loving Jisung too much, and also smut!!! soft smut, oral (f), fingering, creampie, aftercare, saying ‘i love you’ too much, praising.

Another request [93) “It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs.”] from the 100 dialogue prompts. I loved writing this one im sorry if its too soft jankda i love jisung so much:(((

Everything you could feel was stress. Stress from having to deal with rude people, from having to re organize all the documents left on your desk without even being told what they were, stress from having to sacrifice your break time so you could get out of there earlier…

You could feel your headache getting worse as time passed, it definitely didn't help your bad mood, opting to stay quiet than answer rudely to your fellow co-workers who were almost as busy and stressed as you were.

There was nothing else you desired more than to get home, have a nice relaxed dinner and maybe take a bath with Jisung, your fiance.

Sighing, you took a moment to think of him. You loved him so much, loved how he always tried his best to cheer you up or tried to make you laugh if you were feeling down. He was the sun that always shone behind the gray clouds. You were so whipped for him, that even remembering his big smile and his beautiful face made you smile like a silly teenage girl in love. But you couldn't help it, he made you feel that way by the mere thought of him, his presence in your life lighted up your world. His existence was a blessing for you, you had nothing but love for Jisung.

Shaking your head, you came back to reality letting out a long, tired sigh. It was almost the time for you to go home, almost the time for you to finally be in Jisung's arms and kiss him for as long as you (needed) wanted.

Yeah, that was the moment you always looked for the most, when you came home and Jisung called your name as a greeting in a singing tone as soon as he heard the front door open, immediately leaving the studio to hug you properly and ask how your day went, then proceeding to stay with you for the rest of the night cuddling or watching movies, just doing whatever either of you wanted to do.

It was the same routine everyday, sometimes he surprised you and picked you up from work, driving you to a nice restaurant or to the movies for a surprise date every once and then to do something different so your days weren't monotonously boring.

That night when you opened the front door of your department a nice smell of food got your attention. You followed the trace of the mouth watering fragrance all the way to the kitchen where Jisung was taking something out of the oven. You stared at his back silently, he was singing a song and dancing slightly, making you smile with great fondness in your chest; he truly was such a pure soul. You adored him with your whole being.

"Hey, Sungie. Care to tell me what you're doing, handsome?" you said, walking towards him and hugging him from behind, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek as a greeting.

"Hi, baby! I was just baking this apple pie for you, I remember you said something about a pie not so long ago and I wanted to surprise you" he removed your hold on him to turn around and hug you back properly, embracing your form and squeezing you playfully, making you giggle more.

"Then I can't wait to try it! I'm sure it'll taste amazing, just like everything you make" you said, sighing in relief that you were finally home with the man you loved, but still feeling a little preoccupied that the next day you would have to deal with more things at the office.

Of course Jisung noticed, knowing you well enough to tell what that sight meant.

He pulled away from you, placing his hands on your shoulders and looking at you with a worried expression, brows furrowed and gentle eyes, "tough day, huh? Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.

You pouted. You had something in your mind, but felt ashamed to say it out loud so you shook your head and stared at your hands, observing how you were playing with your hands, intertwining your fingers and tapping each other rhythmically.

"Sunshine, if you want anything just tell me, if I can give it to you I will" he hugged you, kissing your temples and resting his head on the crook of your neck.

You mumbled your wish, closing your eyes when you felt how hot your face had gotten.

"I need you to repeat yourself, love, what was that?"

"I want to spend the night in bed with you. Listen to what you did today… I just wanna be with you" you sighed again, hugging him tighter against you. Jisung understood not to ask again and fulfill your wish; you were his girl, the girl of his life. He'd do anything to make you happy, and luckily for you he knew a way to help you de-stress, something he loved doing, but that could wait after dinner.

"Let's eat first, baby. We don't want the food to get cold, do we?" he separated from you, his hands sliding down to hold your own smaller ones between his while offering you a kind, warm smile. A smile that always felt like home to you.

You nodded and let him guide you to the living room. You caught on that he was planning on eating there, while watching TV to help you distract your mind and stop thinking about how your day was before arriving home.

He put on the first movie, knowing that you wouldn't be putting much attention to it. He was paying more attention to you than to whatever it was that the movie was about, Jisung's only worry was you, you and only you.

He took your empty plate as soon as you finished eating, placing it on the sink along with his to wash later and when he came back to the couch he saw you coming back from your room, one of his shirts on and your bare legs exposed. He smiled, extending his arm to you and when you took it, Jisung pulled you to sit on his lap, kissing you so sweetly that you inevitably smiled in the middle of the kiss, pressing your forehead against his.

"I love you so much," he told you when he removed his lips from yours. His lips didn't rest after being apart from you, Jisung showered your face with kisses, making you smile while you placed your hands on his shoulders, shifting so your front could be against his chest and you could kiss him with a more passionate kiss, a kiss that could reflect how much you loved him with your whole being; a kiss that could show him how needy you were for his touch on you, to demonstrate him how much you had missed him.

Straddling his lap, you took his face and kissed him like you meant to. Jisung's hands traveled to your waist, resting there gently while you kissed him. He opened his mouth to let your tongue find his and let the passionate kiss become a messier one.

Until you couldn't breathe anymore, and pulled away from him with a heavy pant. His hands pulled you towards him, this time he held you against his chest so his lips could kiss the exposed skin of your neck and leave a few mark where he knew you liked, drawing a moan out of you that had your fingers digging on his shoulders, the filthy sound coming from you making him excited as well, the poking of his cock under you made you smile knowingly.

Your hands left him, traveling to tug the end of the oversized shirt –Jisung's property– you had put on previously, taking it off and throwing it somewhere on the floor, your boobs were presented for him to play with, right in front of his face. But he didn't pay much attention to them.

Contrary to what you thought he would do to you due to the position that you were in, he hugged you and gently handled you so you were laying on your back, him on top of you but still being careful enough to not let his weight fall on you completely.

He trapped you under him, reaching to kiss your lips messily again before he started going down on your body, licking and biting here and there, squeezing and caressing your breasts until he got to your tummy.

You grabbed a pillow and placed it under your head so you could keep watching him with your lips parted. He stopped almost completely when his face was in your stomach, his eyes looked up at you and smiled sweetly, kissing the soft skin of your tummy when one of your hands went to caress his hair. You let your fingers get tangled with his locks, your other hand was above your head tugging the pillow.

He got to your last piece of clothing, one of your favorite underwear. His teeth played with the hem of it but not for long before his hands were finally removing the item from you, he moved away to do it slowly, glancing at your sex with lust filled eyes.

"Look at how wet you are, baby, fuck…" he whispered, acomodating himself in front of you, his face in front of your pussy and his hands placed firmly in your thighs.

He licked his lips, eyes connected with your before he kissed the inside of your thigh, one, two, three times, slowly going closer to where you wanted him the most.

"Jisung, please…" you whispered, looking at him with hooded eyes. He looked at you after he was done biting the sensitive skin there. He knew how much you liked to see the marks he gave you when he went down on you, but this time you were incredibly needy for him, not caring much if he marked you or not.

Licking his way to your aching clit, his dominant hand spread your wet folds for him to lick you deliciously.

You saw him bite his lip, eyes focused on you as he had a first taste as you, making you shiver from the teasing try of his tongue on you.

"Oh baby, you're as sweet as honey" he murmured, directing his eyes to yours as he said that, managing to make you blush and bite your own lip while he smiled before turning his attention to your needy pussy once again.

A choked moan came out of you when his experienced tongue came in contact with you the second time, your hand rested on his head and pushed him towards you as much as you could, your eyes were closed as you allowed yourself to enjoy this moment of sweet euphoria he was provoking you.

His other hand made contact with your entrance, the tip of his fingers teasing you briefly before he inserted one of his digits inside you.

Everything felt so good, you were squirming and rocking your hips up to his mouth to feel how he continued lapping where he was, your hand pressing him still against you and tugging his hair roughly.

"A-ah, Jisung! Yes!" you cried out, head thrown back on the pillow "you feel so a-ah! So amazing… Fuck…" you babbled, too immersed on the pleasure he was providing you to pay attention to your cries of extasis.

You felt your climax approaching, tugging his hair with your fingers more desperately as your body shook and moved, your thighs closing around his neck, your wetness getting to your thighs as a result from how Jisung was fingering you agonizingly slowly.

You whined a little at the loss of his talented tongue against your clit, but his fingers increased their speed to make it up for it while Jisung took a breath and muttered with his sexy, raspy voice:

“It’s okay, honey, you can pull my hair as hard as you want while I’m between your legs" he returned to making you feel good, his dirty words and permission making you lose it and you came without any warming, your loving fiance continuing his attack on you, your moans and cries becoming music to his ears while you were recovering from the strong impact of your orgasm, your whole sensitive body relaxing finally when he slowed down and looking at you with dark eyes from the position between your legs.

He separated from you with a final lick through your slit, collecting your juices in his tongue and moving to a sitting position to let you recover better, your breathing making your chest go up and down rapidly from the intensity of your sweet release.

Jisung sat down, a little away from you and he asked "how do you feel, baby?" with that gentle tone he used when he tried to calm you down.

"I need you" you replied, moving slowly to straddle his lap again and grind your wet pussy against the hard cock hidden behind his pants. You wrapped your arms around him, pressing your lips together in a messy, needy kiss. You could taste your essence on his tongue, that made you grind against him again until he placed his hands behind your knees and stood up, carrying you. He had to break the kiss to pay attention to where he was taking you, and minutes later you landed on your shared bed.

"I love you so much" you muttered, looking at him through your lashes, your hands playing with your boobs while he undressed himself before crawling to the bed with you, trapping you under him again.

With one hand, he pressed the angry looking tip of his member against your still sensitive clit, a surprised squeal coming from you when he rubbed it and teased your entrance before stretching you out completely when he pushed inside you, both of you groaning once you and him were connected.

His hand helped him stabilize himself above you, hips starting to move against you in a slow pace and his lips looking for yours to join you in a sweet kiss before he had to moan when you squeezed him with your velvety walls.

"God… you're so tight, my love" Jisung whispered to your face, getting closer to you "You're amazing" he pressed a kiss to your cheek "you're so great for me" a kiss in your forehead "I love you, baby" and a final peck to your lips that made you smile sweetly.

Slowly, the speed started to increase and your breathing started to get more and more erratic, your chest going up and down, your hands traveling Jisung's back under the shirt he didn't bother to take off and sweat forming in your forehead. Above you, Jisung was just the same as you; unsteady breathing, eyes half closed and his whole body moving from how he was thrusting into you.

"A-ah, Jisung!" you moaned his name, a particular moan he was very familiar with. He opened his eyes and smiled at you knowingly.

"Cum for me, baby" he said. Your body responded to his comment and you pulled him from the back of his neck to kiss you passionately as your walls clenched around him and you came once again, this time around his throbbing member inside you.

Your lips separated from his inevitably, but Jisung felt like he had just arrived in heaven when he heard you calling his name in a long, lustful moan that triggered Jisung's own climax, the warm fluid inside you felt so good to you, you couldn't help but push him deeper into you with your legs wrapped around his waist and he groaned, closing his eyes and letting his forehead rest on your shoulder.

You stayed in that position, him inside you and your legs around him while you two waited for your breaths to go back to normal again, none of you daring to say a word in fear of disturbing the comfy silence.

But you couldn't stay like that forever, and much to your agony, Jisung pulled out from you, laying next to you and wrapping his arm around you to pull you closer to him so he could kiss your forehead.

You smiled, hugging him back. His cum started to drip, but you couldn't care less about that. All that was in your mind was how much you loved Jisung and how lucky you were to have found him.

"I love you" you told him, pressing your body against his half clothed one.

"I love you more, baby. So much more" he said, squeezing you against him playfully before sitting in the bed, taking off his shirt and leaving it next to you just in case you wanted to put it on.

He made his way to the bathroom, turning on the water to fill the tub from what you could hear on your spot in the bed. You were falling asleep when moments later Jisung took your naked form in his strong arms, carrying you to the bathroom. You could hear relaxing music playing from somewhere in there, another detail you wouldn't let go unnoticed.

"Here baby, let's get you cleaned up, okay?" he lowered your legs and you stood there, staring at the tub and then at him.

"Aren't you going to bathe with me, Sungie?" you pouted, making him laugh, but he did what you wanted and sat in the warm water, extending his arms for you to take place in them. You did it happily, a smile on your face as you climbed there.

"You're the best, Jisung" you sighed happily.

"You deserve only the best in life, baby"

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chemiste · 4 years

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Voicemail. ~one-shot~

a/n: howdy babes, last night i was reading through @toothpastekissy masterlist, basically gobbling up everything and came upon Leaked Feelings! I loved the concept of it so I decided to write my own version :) lmk if y’all want a part two!

ALSO, i recorded myself singing both songs i wrote for harry,,,, if ya want to know the tunes i was thinking for them, comment if you want them and ill post em.

my masterlist

There they were.

The leaked files.

When you got a call at 4 am this morning, you did not expect your publicist to be telling you some of your exes songs were leaked.

“What’s that got to do with me?” You asked, still half asleep.

“They’re about you, Y/N.” Well now you’re awake.

“What?” You shot up out of bed, padding over to your white desk, fuzzy pink socks on your feet. You opened your laptop and jumped onto twitter, scrolling through with one hand while the other held your phone. #StylesLeak was trending worldwide, as was #Y/N.

HarryUpdates tweeted:

OMG OMG RED ALERT WE GOT LEAK SONGS Y’ALL

FineFuckinLine tweeted:

OOF, what the fucccccck did harry do to Y/N? These are all apology songs!!! No wonder the break up was hush hush

E!News tweeted :

Hey everyone! We know Harry Styles and Y/N L/N stans are up early this morning! Leaked songs from Harry sales have been put out on the web for everyone to see. The two singers had called it quits 3 years ago, but now they’re the trending topic again! #shipname is now trending #1 worldwide, I didn’t ever think we’d see that one again! Go to our website for more!

You heard you publicist let out a big sigh, you put your phone on speaker and set it down on the desk next to you so you could keep looking.

“There are 7 songs, and each one has your name in it or as the title.”

It was a bit of shock, to say the least.

You had hung up with your publicist a while ago and were now debating on whether to listen to the songs or not, you had found a fan account that had the leaked files all ready to go for your entertainment, but something made you hesitate clicking the url.

“You Bastard!” You screamed, shoving him back into the wall.

Mascara was streaming down your face, the satin red cocktail dress you wore now crumpled as your crouched to grab your suitcase from underneath the bed.

“Please listen, it’s not what you think—“ Harry started, you whipped around to the man before you, fire burning in your eyes.

“Oh, really Harry? How is me hearing you say ‘yeah Y/N is alright, but gotta keep the media happy ya know’ on a voicemail I probably wasn’t supposed to get not what I think?”

Quickly, you zipped the bag closed, kicking your heels off and shoving your feet into your beat up converse. He let out an exasperated breath, tears starting to shine in his eyes.

“I—I was drunk Y/N! I was with some friends just joking around and—“

“Drunk words are sober thoughts Harry.”

You snapped back, slipping your tench coat on and racing for the stairs, luggage in hand. You rubbed away the endless tears running down your face as you made it to the living room, collecting your keys.

H raced down after you, mumbling over words—

‘Excuses’, You thought.

Right before you opened the front door, he grabbed your hand that was wrapped around the handle of your suitcase.

“Please Y/N, can’t we just sit down and talk this out—“

“There’s nothing to talk about Harry, you made that perfectly clear when I had to listen to you compare me some ‘other models’ while at a very important record dinner! I had to fucking sit there, eyes on me, and act like you weren’t ripping my heart out one word at a time!”

You snatched your hand out of his and moved out the door,

“Don’t call me,” was the last thing you said before slamming the door shut.

Bringing back those memories was something you didn’t want to do, it had been 3 years since the break up. Harry didn’t come after you, even though a part of you wished he had. Wished he had tried harder to get you back. But alas, shortly after, he started dating a model, Camile or something, and your relationship was tossed aside like yesterdays newspaper.

You moved back and forth with your mouse on the link, eventually you closed the page. Instead of fully chickening out, you decided to go to your favorite platform for celebrity gossip, tumblr.

“At least one of his die-heart fans must have the lyrics written down already.”

You mumbled to yourself, logging into your secret side blog about cats, Captain America, and cute outfits.

After not that much digging you found a blog, harrysmygod, (you definitely rolled your eyes at the name) had a whole posting written out about it already.

“They’re sure on top of everything, I’ll give them that.”

You started to read.

Hello my harries!

So if you’ve been up these past few hours, something big has happened! HARRY STYLES HAD SOME FUCKING SONGS LEAKED!!! And no, I don’t mean songs that could have been on the FineLine album, I mean OLD songs!

And they’re about, you know my fav girl, Y/N! Now, we know their break up 3 years ago was very quick and hush-hush, not much details ya know?

BUT WE GOT THE JUICE NOW LADIES!!

The boy wrote 7 songs that got leaked, and you wonder why I know they’re about her? Y/N is a lyric or title word used in all of them! Thats right, all 7 songs. I’ve done the best thing for everyone and written out the lyrics for you to look through, I’ve only kept one chorus and each new verse, if you listen to the song and its repeated I only wrote it down one for you, blah blah you get it?

Great! Heres the first one, it’s called Voicemail.

You took a deep breath and scrolled down.

The look on your face,

The hurt in your eyes,

Made me realize, my lover was gone,

I never got to say goodbye.

Oh, Oh, Ah, Oh.

The words I had said, not true,

I’m so sorry you heard them too.

When you came home in that dress,

Mascara dripping onto your chest.

I knew I had fucked up,

One voicemail turning us to dust.

If you ever hear this song,

Know that I was wrong,

You were the best thing in my life,

Now those flames have turned to ice.

Oh, Oh, Ah, Oh.

Y/N, please remember the love we once had together,

So I know I am real

And then maybe, we could try to heal.

Heaaaaaaaaaal.

Wow you guys, this SONG! Totally sucks that harry didn’t mean to release them cause totally invasion of privacy (sorry harry), but lucky for us we’ve got some info on what happened between Y/N and him!

I’m thinking maybe a voicemail gone wrong? They could have been in a fight and he said something that cut too deep? Lmk what you guys think, heres the next on called Gone.

You scrolled through them, you read all the songs. Lover’s Funeral, Drunk Thoughts, Empty Seat, Your Sock Drawer, and then finally, Y/N.

Alright, we’ve made it to the last song my dudes. And personally it’s my favorite!!!! This was the last song leaked, but I feel the most important. Here’s Y/N.

Oh, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N,

You make my heart fly,

I feel as though I could touch the sky,

I only need your love to try.

My love, love, love

You shine brighter than any star above.

Make me count everyday,

I should have tried to make you stay.

Oh, Y/N, Y/N, Y/N

I know we can agree

That I’m a bastard

Im a flake,

You made the right choice

Walking out on me

But could I have

A second chance,

I know it would be worth it

In the end

Because I’d get,

On one knee,

And promise myself to you

For all eternity.

Oh, Y/N Y/N Y/N

My love, love, love

Oh, Y/N Y/N Y/N

My love, love, love

You gasped, basically jumping away from the computer like it was on fire. Thoughts raced through your mind, you grabbed your head, trying to keep it all together.

He wanted to marry you? Impossible. 3 Years ago this man was thinking about proposing, then how could he say all those horrible things about you?

“He’s not worth another heartbreak, stop it, stop it!” You chanted to yourself.

While you paced back and forth making a dint in your soft white carpet, you had tuned out the notifications for instagram, twitter, and calls coming through to you.

But then a certain dial tone popped up that you had only set for one person.

Ding!

You glanced to your phone on the table and froze.