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primus3510 · 4 years

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Hide And Seek Gone Wrong

Here it is!! My first fan fiction!!! Hope you guys enjoy!!

Hide N Seek Gone Wrong

Genre: angst

Warnings: hurt Patton, sympathetic Virgil, burn mention, sick mention,

Let me know if I should add anything else.

BTW *this is kind of a made up story of why Virgil wears a hoodie all of the time. He’s wearing a T-shirt in this…just btw*

It was a lazy start to a day in the Mind Palace. There was really no plan for anything happening that day. Virgil was sitting on the couch, ignoring reality. His black and purple headphones picked up the beats of his music. He closed his eyes as the singer sang lyrics, lyrics that resonated with him, and seemed to belong to him. Virgil starts humming along, the tunes already memorized from previous listening sessions.

Virgil’s ears, even the headphones and the music at hard blast, suddenly hears footsteps racing down the stairs. The sound of boots tell him its Roman.

“Virgil!” VIRGIL!” Roman yells. His voice clashes with the music, making Virgil cringe.

“What do you want, Roman?” Virgil says, pretending to care about anything the Prince has to say. Roman, Patton, Roman, and Logan had all been upstairs brainstorming games they wanted to play during the free day.

“Do you want to play Hide N Seek with us?!” The Prince bounces up and down at the childish idea.

“Hide N Seek? Princey, you know that is a kids game, right?”

“Yeah...so...are you going to play with us or not?” Roman, thinking that the angsty side was not going to participate, starts giving him convincing puppy eyes.

“Sure.” Virgil says, regretting it, wishing he would have just ignored Mr Do The Most. He ignores Roman’s squeals of joy and follows the Creative side to his room, where Patton and Logan waited for them.

“Hey Virgil!” Patton says when he sees Virgil enter the room, a bright smile spreading across his face. His brown eyes seemed to glow, behind his black glasses, in the sunlight coming in from the window in Roman’s room. The moral side’s face made Virgil’s heart melt.

Patton was in his normal outfit, the cat onesie tied loosely around his neck with his blue polo shirt, the usual.

“Salutations.” Logan states, soon after, greeting Virgil. The nerdy one of the group had a slight grin tugging at the edge of his mouth. His brown eyes had a hint of joy and satisfaction in them, hidden by the barrier of the need to be pure logic.

“Hey guys. What is the plan?”

“You’re counting, we are going to go hide. You can hide anywhere within the four walls of where we live. The only rules are don’t do anything remotely stupid, be safe, and have fun.” Roman states quickly, as if someone was timing him.

“Sounds good to me!” Patton exclaims excitedly.

“Me too.” Logan states.

“I am not waiting for you guys, so guys better go. 1...2...3...4...5…” The room around him goes black as his eyes close, ready to get to searching. “Here or not here I come.” Virgil opens his eyes and heads out the door. He heads down stairs to the commons. He immediately finds Roman, who had hidden behind the couch, where Virgil had been sitting minutes earlier.

“No fair!” He pouted, crossing his arms as he stands up from behind the couch.

“Come on, Romano, we got to go find Patton and Logan.” Virgil heads to the kitchen to see if anyone had hid behind the counter no one. Roman follows him as they head up the stairs. They look in Patton’s room, since Roman’s room was where Virgil had counted. They soon found Logan, hidden under Roman’s bed, lying on his stomach, his hair disheveled.

“Hey...Roman took my hiding spot…ughhhhh this is stupid.” Logan says as he exits from his hiding spot.

“Well you’re done with hiding now. Plus he got revenge for you since he found me first.” Roman said, a pouting tone still in his voice.

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5 minutes ago…

Patton opened the door and closes it behind him quickly, entering Virgil’s room. The room was filled with fake cobwebs. The curtains spooked Patton but he wasn’t about to lose the hide and seek game. Patton giggled to himself, as he headed upstairs.

No one is going to find me here. He thought to himself as he entered the upstairs bedroom. The bed had more than enough room to hide in between the bed and the wall. Patton squeezed himself between the bed and wall and sat down.

What if they never find you here?

He pushed the thought away. Of course they would find him. Plus Virgil wouldn’t give up until he knew that Patton was safe and found. Would he?

15 minutes into hiding and Patton was starting to feel the effects of Virgil’s room. His anxiety was spiking and made his stomach turn. The more he sat there, the more anxious he became. Patton hugged himself and closed his eyes tight, trying to squeeze all of the bad feelings out of him.

Maybe we should get out of here ...yeah...good idea.

Patton got up, giving up on the hiding spot. His legs felt numb, probably just fell asleep. So he ignored the feeling as he headed down stairs, ready to get out of the dark and edgy room.

When he reached the door, he took a deep breath, ready to sprint to Roman’s room. Being here longer made his stomach turn and his mind tired. He reached out, grabbed the door knob, and twisted it and pulled. The door didn’t budge.

Oh no. No. No! We are trapped in here...no...no.

He pulled again and again and again. He slammed his body against the door, ignoring the burst of pain in his shoulder and ribs. Patton’s mind raced as he stood against the wall next to the door. He was going to die in Virgil’s room. Virgil was going to come in here and find Patton’s body, dead, on his floor.

Suddenly, his numb legs gave out from under him. It seemed like all of the power was sucked out him. The effects were taking place. Patton had been here for too long. He started to feel nauseous, sick to his stomach. The anxiety and fear started to build up in him, restricting around his midsection and throat like a snake.

4-7-8 Patton. 4-7-8!

He tried the breathing exercise, his breaths coming out fast and shallow. Nothing worked. Tears started started to build up in his eyes. Patton touched the tears, and was terrified to see the pale, skeleton like hand that held a black liquid. Suddenly, the rest of his body went limp, and everything went black as his eyes shut out the world, and into unconsciousness.

Back to Virgil…

“Where is Patton?!” They had been searching for what felt like forever now with no result. Virgil was starting to freak out. His breathing was shallow and his hands were shaking like there was no tomorrow.

“Virgil take a deep breath.” came Logan’s comforting voice. “We are going to find him, I promise.”

Virgil inhaled, using the exercise he always used when he was freaking out. He heard Roman coming down the stairs.

“I have checked all of the rooms except for Virgil’s. No sign of Patton.” Roman’s tone came out a lot weaker than Virgil thinks he would of wanted it to.

“Well...there is only one place we can check now.”

“No, Virgil you are not saying_”

“Yes, I am.” Virgil looked at Roman and Logan with a fierce look in his eyes. A tear rolled down his cheek as he thought of what had happened last time and how his room could have affected Patton this time.

“I think it is a good idea for we have checked everywhere. Plus there is a possible chance of Patton hiding in that room.” Logan stated.

“So we are going to Virgil’s room? Great…”

With that conclusion, they all ran up stairs, Virgil leading the way. When they came to the door, Virgil took a deep breath. He reached for the door knob and walked in, Logan and Roman following. Virgil started walking toward the staircase when he felt he felt his foot hit something. Virgil’s heart drops into his stomach…

“PATTON!” Virgil kneeled down. Patton’s pale form lay just two feet away from the doorway. Thick, black eyeshadow lined his eyes, similar to Virgil’s but darker. Virgil notices lines of black, tear streaks.

“Oh no... “ Roman said. “This is bad. This is very, very bad.”

“So what do we do?” Logan asked, a worried expression lining his face.

They sit there for a little bit, Virgil kneeling beside his pale, unconscious friend, Logan and Roman looking on from beside Virgil. It suddenly hits him.

“We need to take him back to his room. His room can heal him, if it’s not too late.” Virgil says, as he picks up the limp form. Suddenly he feels a burning sensation throughout his arms. Patton’s form is burning hot like he had been some bread in an oven. It hurts but can not give up until he knows that Patton is safe and alive. Adrenaline rushes through his veins, powering him through.

He doesn’t wait for his friend’s response as he runs out the door, a confused Roman and an understanding Logan following him. Virgil can feel tears running down his face as he holds the once live and smiling form of Patton. He runs down the hallway, kicks the door open with his foot and runs up stairs, barely noticing Roman and Logan run in as well.

Virgil enters Patton’s bedroom and lies him on his bed. He sits down beside him waiting, watching as Roman and Logan enter too.

There is no speaking as they wait for Patton to awake. Virgil looks down at his arms.

“What the…?!” Across his arms are burns, blistering burns, that now that he notices, hurt like mad, like he was set on fire with a match. He touches and one and screams in pain.

Logan is at his side in seconds.

“Where did those come from?” Logan asks, a worried expression once again crossing his face. Roman is now at his side, but cringes when his sees the blisters lining Virgil’s arms.

“Feel Patton. He is burning hot.” Virgil responds. Logan gives him a strange look but crosses over and touches Patton.

“Ow. Why is he_?”

“I think it has to do with the symptoms of being in my room for so long.” Virgil winces as he bends his elbow to take a better look.

“That kind of makes sense.” Roman says.

“Once Patton wakes up, we will one, see if Patton is ok, and two, make sure that these burns get taken care of. But, I am pretty sure that these will leave scars.”

“Great.” Virgil frowns, disappointed at himself. It had all been his fault. He should have set a boundary so that this wouldn’t have happened. His heart sank at the thought of what Patton must have gone through. Patton, after all, got trapped in his room. Virgil’s mind put him back in his room, in front of the limp form, the tear streaks running down his cheeks like tiger stripes.

“Ughh.” A groan interrupted his thoughts. Virgil’s head snapped back to where Patton now sat up, his eyes scrunched closed.

“Patton! You’re awake…!” Tears fell before Virgil had anything to do with it. He ran over, the warmth of Patton’s live form replacing the burning, hot, painful form of his memories.

“How are you Padre?” Roman asked a slight smile curving at his lips.

“Yes it would be good to hear how you are after all that happened.” Logan stated.

“I don’t know. It...it was really hard…” Tears formed at the brinks of his eyes, the memories coming back. “I thought I would never see you guys again. I thought...I was going to die.”

“Aww Patton, we were scared too. I freaked out because we didn’t know where you were.” The memories flashed back across Virgil’s mind, suddenly worse than a memory, but more like a nightmare. His breathing suddenly became shallow…

“Virgil. Virgil, I’m back now. No need to worry now.” Patton comforted.

“Yes, we are all glad that you are.” Logan said.

Virgil looked up, breathed in, pushing it all away. Patton was okay and everyone was safe.

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jkfortunekookies · 7 years

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TRUTH OR DARE

DO NOT REPOST , TRANSLATE OR DISTRIBUTE

©Jungkookfortunekookies

Hi guys! It’s been a year since I updated this fic T_T Everyone asked for a pt.3 , but I wrote over 14k words and I still wasn’t done, so I decided to split it and make a pt.3 and pt.4. I hope you enjoy! Part 4 should be released soon as well, and it will be rated.

Genre: romance/fluff/Semi-Smut Pairing: Jungkook/You Length: 6953 words Summary: This the follow up of what happens after you and Jungkook gather up with your friends to play truth or dare and it gets a little dirty.

Don’t forget to tell me what you thought about it in the comments/message box <3

PART 1 PART 2/ PART 3

It was just another regular day for Jungkook, your normal college student who was strolling alongside other students. He was casually walking through campus, kicking the ground with his Puma shoes as he scrolled through his twitter notifications. Twelve notifications and ten of them were from Hoseok alone.

What the f*ck is going on this time? Has he gotten married or something? Who sends ten messages in a row when no one answers back? Hoseok hyung is such a drama queen, Jungkook scrolled through the messages Hoseok sent him

(10) New messages from Hoe-suck

(1) Did you fuck?

(2) Did you got laid?

(3) Where did she touched you first?

(4) Did she knew about your Spanish Kink?

(5) Don’t tell me y’all slept it off?

(6) Oh no, you didn’t send her back home did you?

(7) You definitely sent her back if you’re not responding to me

(8) Damn it, kook! GET IT TOGETHER. YOUR DICK NEEDS SOME COMPANY IN THIS CRUEL LIFE. T.T

(9) Reply, you fetus!!!

Oh lord, he really needs to chill, Jungkook sighed before he finally noticed the tenth message

(10) Screw it, I’m messaging Y/N and asking her.

F*ck NO. YOU’RE NOT MESSAGING HER! His jaw suddenly dropped as he dialed hoseok’s number as fast as he could

All he got was Hoseok’s automatic voice message:

“You have reached the message box of your hoe for some hope, please send in a message after the beep or else I might sleep off and never reply to you, because I don’t take calls unless they’re from my usual booty calls. Have a nice day too.”

“Hoe for some hope?” Jungkook chuckled heartlessly “More like, HOE that ruins your life and runs off afterwards. What hope is he even referring to? ” he sighed “What the heck was he thinking when he recorded that?” he finally chose to text him back “Hold the fuck back Hoe Suck, No one is talking to Y/N about what happened last night” Jungkook typed his message in a fury

It wasn’t long before a new notification popped up on Jungkook’s phone

(2) New Messages from Baby Girl

Jungkook has to do a double take before he noticed the messenger’s ID on his phone’s screen. He didn’t had a whole load of female contacts in his phone, so to see the words baby girl popping up on his screen was unexpected.

Who is this random baby girl who’s popping in my notifs like a curse?! He furrowed his brows before pressing on the message

(1) Looking forward to see you in class.

(2) Nice jeans btw

Did they messaged the wrong number? Yeah, probably the wrong number ….

“Baby girl?” Jungkook mumbled under his breath as he stared at his phone’s screen as he walked towards the school’s entrance “How does she know that I’m wearing jeans though? I could be wearing a skirt, why is she so sure.”

Not that I’d ever wear a skirt, because that would be make me seem like a pervert, but you know…I could be wearing anything else, why did she assume that I’m wearing jeans, and why did she got her answer right?!Who is she?

“Baby who?” Hoseok surrounded his arm around Jungkook as he tried peeking in his phone “New girl already?”

“None of your business” Jungkook hid the phone in his pocket

“Tell your hoe what happened, baby boo” Hoseok gave him a perverted glance “How was the friction and passion last night, between you and the eagle?”

There was too much friction and not enough action, if that’s what you want to know, and why did he call her ‘’Eagle’’ ? I don’t recall crushing on a bird.

“You’re not my hoe, don’t be my hoe. I don’t want you as my hoe” Jungkook shook his head in disbelief as he walked towards namjoon

“Hoseok lost it because his ex , rejected him again last night” Namjoon commented

“Maybe if he started off by not labelling his own self as a hoe, he could get back with her” Jungkook narrowed his eyes at Hoseok

“You’re not one to talk, I bet you didn’t even had the courage to pull down your pants last night” Hoseok gave him a smug look “You can’t even get laid properly yet you’re talking”

“W-Well maybe I didn’t do it last night, but t-that was…b-because” Jungkook stutters as he recalls the events from the night before

“Because? What kind of justification is he going to pop out of his ass this time?” Hoseok chuckled

“Things didn’t go as smoothly as they were supposed to...” Jungkook groaned as he dropped his bag to lean his back on the wall “Y/N is definitely not like what I expected”

Definitely not as cute and innocent, more like a new type of savage who doesn’t hesitate to drop it low when it’s needed, he thought

“ That chick is wild, I knew it from day one” Namjoon nodded “ Modest girls always end up being feisty” he smirked “ And that’s what makes it sexy as f*ck”

“You call that sexy?” Jungkook shivered “I really can’t with her” he ruffled his hair at the thought of being touched unexpectedly like what happened the night before “She almost went right for it, I lost my shit and told her to leave”

I was on the verge of losing it. What else could I even do? Release like a prepubescent boy after a few strokes? I don’t want to lose my dignity like this, especially not to her. It was a question of pride, I couldn’t just let her win.

“ She was straightforward then ” Yoongi suddenly showed up next to him “I know girls like her, they go right to the course, there’s no appetizer for them” he narrowed his eyes “ My last hook up was just like that”

Oh these guys don’t even know what the f*ck went down after they left

“You guys don’t understand, it only took a few seconds after y’all left, for her to make it crystal clear” Jungkook clarified “ She was aware of my boner for the entire game, this is so embarrassing , I can’t even” he face palmed

“I knew she wasn’t as clueless as she pursues to be” Namjoon smirked

“The key to success in the bedroom is to relax, Jungkook” Hoseok puts his arm around Jungkook’s shoulder

Relax?! How the f*ck can any guy breath when they’re under that girl’s touch?

“ What kind of guy can relax when his love interest suddenly pins him down and tries feeling him up for a few seconds as she pretends being innocent three seconds after?” Jungkook’s eyes rounded “ That girl tried changing topics by throwing in a few Spanish words.” He sighed before he realized something “Also…which one of you f*ckers told her about my Spanish kink?” he smacked Hoseok’s arm

“It wasn’t me, I swear” hoseok rubs his arm in pain “I didn’t even knew you liked Spanish that way” he commented “I kind of dig your kink though” he nodded “I should try it too”

“Then who told her if it’s not you?!” Jungkook glared at his friends

“Count me out, I’m too busy trying to find a girlfriend” Taehyung lifts his hand

Of course you were * rolls eyes*

“Or maybe Y/N learned it on her own?” Namjoon sipped on his coffee “She might seem all cute but she always does her research before anything. She’s a planning freak, remember?”

Truth suddenly hit Jungkook right across the face like a slap. You were indeed a planning freak, which was also why you avoided Jungkook during midterm’s week, because he was a possible cause of distraction. It was also the reason why you met up the day before to finally celebrate after midterm’s week. That was also how you both ended up getting caught in the Truth or Dare game.

No way, why would she ever…? But what if she did, then doesn’t that mean that—OKAY NO, THIS IS NONSENSE. THERE’S NO WAY SHE EVER WANTED ME LIKE THAT! She was just drunk ,Jungkook, get over it!

“Her? Searching about my kinks” Jungkook laughed out loud “You’re so funny, hyung!” he smacked the elder’s shoulder “That girl was planning her midterms for over a month now, there’s no way she ever had time to think about me. She even rejected every call and text from me during midterm’s week, why would she ever do that?”

“You never know man” Namjoon licked the cream on his top lip “You always get the biggest surprises when you don’t expect them”

“That’s also why Jungkook lost his shit when Y/N went all explicit on him last night. He wasn’t expecting her to be like that, right Jungkook? “Taehyung giggled

“How many times do I have to remind you, we didn’t touch, we didn’t do it!” Jungkook growled

“But it could’ve had happened if you didn’t back off like a wee wee” Hoseok stomped his foot

“What the f*ck is a wee wee?” Jungkook raised a suspicious brow

“A very scientific term that Hoseok uses to define his reproduction system” Namjoon clarified

“I thought that we were majoring in fine arts, not in biology” Jungkook rolled his eyes “ The only things I hear these days are related to sex. Whether they’re insults or normal topics, why are people so obsessed with this? ”

“I never say this enough but our generation literally f*cked up too much for us to save it” Namjoon patted Jungkook’s shoulder

“This is what happens when you’re surrounded by single horny college guys” Hoseok nodded

“As if I didn’t got the memo already” Jungkook smiled sarcastically

“Well you’re single too, so you’re not one to talk, crunchy kookie” Hoseok smirked

“Yeah, Well… I don’t talk about my sexual urges every second of the day unlike someone” Jungkook chuckles heartlessly

“Look here Romeo, if you don’t make your intentions known to the world, you will never find a hook up” Hoseok popped a lollipop in his mouth “ This is also why you still didn’t got to second base” he eyed Jungkook’s pants before chuckling “That huge thing isn’t just there for decoration, honey” he made a sassy pose

“Nope, the guy doesn’t need to move his pinky, yet girls line up to him” Namjoon laughs “ It’s not about making your urges known, it’s about that thing you call charisma” he comments “ Girls jump on kook because he pushes them off and that’s somehow attractive in women’s brain. In other words, they want to bite a piece of what they can’t have.” He took another sip of his coffee

“Did you understand what nams just said?” Taehyung blinked

“Taehyung, do me a favor and stop trying to understand what namjoon says” Hoseok comments “You know as well as I know that our brain cells are not developed enough to understand his scientific language”

“Basically, Girls get curious because Jungkook isn’t easy to please” namjoon sighs “It’s that thing we call, hard to get. Which is why Y/N is probably more curious now, because he pushed her off of him last night.”

“Whoah, Jeon Jungkook. You’re probably the first and last man to ever push off his own love interest that way. I mean, she literally threw herself on you and you rejected her?! Do you even love her? I almost feel bad for her. Imagine if she knew about your feelings too” Hoseok titled his head

“Well thank god she doesn’t know about my feelings or else it would’ve been worse” Jungkook shivered “It would’ve been so embarrassing”

It wasn’t long before a giddy Park Jimin came in running like a ball of happiness and energy. The boys were quite shook at his sudden act of cheerfulness. The boy did broke up with his girlfriend the night before, therefore, looking happy wasn’t something they expected from him.

“Did you take drugs?” Jungkook blinked “Why are you smiling like this? No, don’t smile at me like this.” He stepped back

“Not on drugs, I just have amazing news” Jimin rubbed his palms together

“May I remind your ass that your lips touched with Kim taehyung’s last night? Why are you happy?” Hosoek cringed his face as he smacked jimin’s arm

“Yeah that rotten apple chapstick made me want to barf” taehyung shivered

“Says the guy who initiated the kiss” Namjoon chuckled “You pulled Jimin onto your kiss, don’t blame the poor guy for your reckless behavior”

“Or maybe Jimin is going nuts because he kissed taehyung last night?” Hoseok puts his arms over his chest in protection

“Damn, what a way to ruin my amazing news” Jimin scowled “That kiss was awful, maybe his kissing skills are the reason why he is still single”

“Change your chapstick” taehyung pointed at jimin

“Change your kissing technique!” jimin glared

“What kissing technique?! We literally just touched lips and you pushed me off” Taehyung argued

“Ok now, enough talks about your ugly kissing scene from last night” Jungkook cringed “What are the good news, hyung?” he sighed

“Guess!” Jimin ruffled his friend’s hair

“You got a scholarship?” Namjoon raised a brow

“Talk about something realistic, man. We’re all low leveled B’s in this squad. Forget about getting good grades, my mom will probably whoop my ass when I’ll get back home for holidays” Yoongi commented

“I can’t believe these words are coming out from a guy who just turned 23 a few months ago” Taehyung laughed

“It doesn’t matter how old I am, I’ll always be my mom’s baby” yoongi smiled

“How sweet, I almost cringed” Hoseok commented

“That’s what she said, not my words” yoongi blinked “So Jimin, what’s up?”

“Well my girlfriend took me back last night” Jimin giggled as he surrounded his arms around Hoseok and Namjoon “We cuddled and giggled all night long” he added like a lovesick fool

“Well my ex didn’t take me back” Hoseok emphasized as he pushed off Jimin’s arm “That’s why I left that little….that little…” he searched for an insult “That little cinnamon roll of annoying cuteness”

“You’re disgusting Hosoek-ah” Yoongi cringed his face “Your words are sweeter than confectionary sugar”

“Why does it sound so ironic, coming from someone whose nickname is Suga” Namjoon smiled

“ Hoseok is lovesick” Yoongi points at Hoseok “ I hate lovesick people, They find random excuses to hug you when you want to sleep” he replies in a grouchy tone “This dumb ass didn’t let me sleep last night”

“Oooh~ Y’all spent the night awake?” Taehyung wooed

“Yeah we had lots of fun” hoseok wiggled his eyebrows

“Fun as in, he kept on choking me with his stupid arms”

“Well damn that escalated quickly” Namjoon blinked

“I wasn’t done! He choked me in his arms and I couldn’t sleep” yoongi nudged hosoek

“Of course you couldn’t, honey” Hoseok gave him a charming smile

“Don’t you honey me?” Yoongi glared at him

“You love me, sugar” Hoseok smiled as he wrapped his arm around yoongi

“So you guys really slept together and left Hoseok’s ex hanging?” Namjoon nodded “ I thought you’d go back to her or something” he sips on his coffee

“ He’s probably smitten over her smile all over again” Jungkook took out his round circle glasses before putting them over his cute nose“ Jennie noona has that cuteness, remember?” he taps his glasses cutely

“ Tell me about it, we were all gaga over her when she first showed up in freshman year’s orientation” Jimin chuckled “ I tried getting a date but she literally stomped all over my face with her heels, it was awesome”

“Remember that time she gifted Jungkook a bunny plushie when he got his university admission letter? It was honestly the cutest present he ever received” taehyung squealed

“Y’all only gave me a few slaps on my butt, yet you called them ‘presents’ ” Jungkook shook his head “Jennie noona was being considerate, unlike you guys”

“I miss the times we used to hide in the library and make forts with books” Namjoon chuckled “Those were the good times”

“I got through my finals thanks to her cheating hacks” Taehyung commented

“I honestly hate her so much, but every time I see her annoying cute smile, I end up nutting over her” Hoseok admits

“We all do Hoseok, we all do.” Jimin nodded

“About the hating segment or the nutting part?” Hoseok raised a suspicious brow “Y’all better back the f*ck off from my ex”

“Both?” Namjoon chuckled “I don’t even know”

“No one is hitting on your ex Hoseok” Taehyung rolled his eyes “She doesn’t even let any guy get near her, because they’re her sworn enemies”

“Who knows? Maybe she’s still nutting over your smile too, hyung” Jungkook cutely flipped his book’s page as he adjusted his glasses “You’re a Hoe for some hope, right?” he clicked his tongue as he winked at Hoseok

“This little bastard is quick to catch on” Hoseok pointed at Jungkook “Give me five!” they high fived

“It’s crazy to think that you’re being smooth like this around us, but it suddenly changes when Y/N shows up” Taehyung comments

“That’s because he likes her” Namjoon added

“That’s what I don’t understand about this kid, the girl is literally giving him an open invitation and he kicked off his biggest opportunity to score” Hoseok shook his head in disbelief

“What score? I’m not getting laid to score, I do it because I really mean it…” Jungkook frowns “You beastly animals, only think about doing it for fun.”

“Beastly animals?” Hoseok jaw dropped “Is he talking about me, right now?”

“I think so” Namjoon chuckled sexily

“Who else in this squad has a different girl in their bed every night if it’s not you?” Jimin laughed

“As if you’re one to talk, Mr. I used to be a player but suddenly turned into a saint after finding a girlfriend” Hoseok sassed “ May I remind you that you hooked up with over fifty freshman—“

“Why are you bringing up shit from the past, shut up PLEASE?” Jimin clasped his hand onto hoseok’s mouth

“What about all the butts you saw on the daily?” Taehyung cooed

“That’s my work, it’s different!” Jimin scoffed “I have to analyze models for my father’s modeling agency. It’s not like I really have the choice, I’m one of the people who are in charge of it”

“Butts, huh?” Jungkook sighed as he opened his literature book “If there’s one thing I hate the most in the world, it’s the existence of butts”

“And Jungkook finally lost it” Taehyung tapped Jungkook’s shoulder “Are you sure you’re sober?! How can you cross a line on the best curve of the human body?”

Well after your crotch gets crushed by a perfect butt for over 45 minutes, maybe you’ll understand how much of a pain in the ass, an ass can actually be *see what I did there*

“You dislike butts? Then why do you grab Jimin’s butt whenever you feel nervous?”

“Jimin’s butt is just a butt” Jungkook rolled his eyes

“Should I feel offended now?” Jimin tilted his head

“Girls fight over his ass though” Namjoon chuckled “You should feel blessed to be the only one to touch it besides his Girlfriend.”

“Right?” Jungkook made a meme face “Thank you for letting me grab your ass whenever I was stressed out ,Jimin” he taps Jimin’s shoulder “ Is that what y’all want to hear?” he chuckled

“But really man? What’s the deal between you and her?” Taehyung sighed “Can’t you guys just play seven minutes in heaven and call it a night, just like every other college students would?”

You mean seven minutes in hell, because with her… there’s no such thing as heaven. Her existence itself is a sin for any sane man on this planet.

“ I can’t Lock us up in a closet for seven minutes and call it a night, because Y/N is not a random hook-up for me, she’s way more than that…” Jungkook kicks the ground with his shoes

“I may lose my swag by saying this, but that was really cute, Jeon Jungkook” Yoongi clears his throat “So cute I might vomit a few rainbows, but it still was disgustingly too cute”

“If Yoongi said it was cute, then it must be cute as f*ck” Hoseok nodded

“I suggest you think about it” Namjoon adds “Try thinking about what kind of motive she had in mind, to tease you like she did last night” he stares at jungkook

“She was drunk” Jungkook smiled awkwardly “She probably didn’t even mean any of this”

“But why back off when she openly gave you an invitation?” Taehyung chewed on his chocolate bar “She might have been aware of what she did. Being drunk only means that you do things you wouldn’t dare to do on a daily basis”

“But let’s have a real talk here” Jimin leaned towards Jungkook “Her feistiness challenges your manlyhood, huh?” he suddenly comments

“Shut up, it’s nothing like that!” Jungkook elbowed his friend

“Look man, if she’s wild, then that’s just a plus for all of you. You won’t be restricted to boring sex”

“Was sex ever boring in the first place?” Hoseok wiggled his brows “Nothing can get boring, unless you make it that way”

“Try telling this to a guy who got laid more often” Jungkook smiles sarcastically “I like her, but she’s so different after she gets drunk.”

“Then test out your skills on a hook up first?” Taehyung suggested “Or maybe go for the full course meal without holding yourself back”

“I can’t even f*ck around with the basics, so forget about getting laid with a bad bitch” Jungkook threw his head back

“Did he just call Y/N a bad bitch? Oooh~ “Taehyung shouted

“He’s definitely digging her feistiness” jimin laughed “You definitely wanted to find your match in bed right? Y/N will give you the right amount of competitiveness if you want my opinion”

“The issue with Jungkook is that he fell for her innocent concept and now that he learned that she’s wild, he’s afraid to make it happen” Hoseok commented

“Can you guys stop concluding shit on your own?” Jungkook scowled “It has nothing to do with my manliness or getting laid, she was just drunk and we made a mistake, that’s what happened”

“Jungkook definitely is a sub for her” Namjoon commented

“Ugh you guys “Jungkook sighed

“Even Jin sunbae left last night because he knew something was up between both of you” Yoongi coughed

“I thought Y/N liked Jin though?” Jimin blinked

Of course she happened to had to crush the most annoying guy who’s majoring in bio-some weird ish or whatever the f*ck it was called, Jungkook rolled his eyes as he reminded himself of your crush on Jin

“She just thinks he’s hot like the other brainless students” Hoseok added “Jin hyung has looks to die for, but he’s nothing like he pursues to be”

“What happened to Jin’s reputation as the prince of the biopharmaceutical department?” Taehyung asked “I thought everyone fought over him, including Y/N?”

“Well, he’s quite egocentric” Namjoon added “But you know, girls would rather fawn over men who can become doctors, than to do a double take at failures like us”

“If Namjoon called himself a failure, then I’m worse than a failure” Hoseok gasped “Don’t call yourself a Failure, Namjoon-ah! What do real failures like me, become then?!”

“We call them Extreme Failures” Yoongi puts his palm over Hoseok’s shoulder “It’s like this in monarchy. The royalty aka Jin is at the top and gets all the girls, smart students like Namjoon and Jimin are in the middleclass section, and people like you are the peasants down low. I’m the saint father who gives guidance to peasants like you.”

“What about me?” Taehyung blinked

“Sorry to break it out to you Taehyung-ah, but you’re the peasant’s maid. “ yoongi sighed

“Why am I a maid?!”Taehyung scoffed

“Seems like I’m not even part of your monarchy, Hyung” Jungkook commented

“That’s because you’re about to become royalty and kick Jin off the throne” Yoongi smirks “Who said that peasants couldn’t get on top?”

“Oh, so I’m a peasant too” Jungkook hung his head low “I knew it’d turn out that way”

“Don’t look down on peasants! They’re the ones who get to have the most fun in their lives!” Hoseok argued

“Why are they talking about peasants now?” Namjoon asked Jimin

“I don’t know? But May I remind you that I’m a third generation chaebol, here?” Jimin lifted up his hand “My dad owns a modeling agency? Why am I labeled as a middleclass guy?”

“Shut up and stop defying my law” Yoongi flicks jimin’s forehead “Namjoon would feel lonely, so you need to step down from royalty to keep him company”

“Of course I should” jimin replied “Bros before anything right?” he bro-fisted namjoon “I’m a man who owns four different Ferraris and three mansions in Gangnam, I bet you feel flattered I dropped from royalty to remain with you” he gave a flirtatious smiled to Namjoon

“Whoah, look at him bragging again.” Hoseok rolled his eyes “Is this how you get girls in your bed? Because it almost worked on me”

“I don’t do that anymore” Jimin flipped his hair sassily “ May I remind you that my baby girl is back in my arms?”

“You have a kid?!” Taehyung asked dumbly

“I meant baby girl as in my girlfriend who took me back, idiot” jimin chuckled

“It’s already time for my class” Jungkook stares at the screen of his phone “I hate history” he scowled “Wish me luck”

“I hope you get laid!!!” Hoseok shouted

“Hoe, can you not do it?” Yoongi glared at Hoseok “He probably can’t get laid because you embarrass him 24 h/7”

“Don’t worry, that good thing won’t be lonely for long” Hoseok smirked as he eyed Jungkook’s butt

…

Jungkook entered the class like a boss and found his usual spot in the last row right next to the window. Just as he was about to reach his desk, a hand grabbed on his sleeve. Jungkook jerked backwards as his eyes landed on the unexpected surprise. Hyuna the C cup of perfection that his hyungs drooled over since freshman year, just grabbed his arm. His eyes unexpectedly landed on her chest by accident but it wasn’t long before he stared right back into her vixen-like eyes. She was pretty with that mole right under her right eye, hair perfectly straight, plump juicy lips and curves to die for, yet jungkook wasn’t digging this whole thing.

Oh, well they were kind of right, her boobs do look a bit too much to handle for me though, he coughed

“Hey hyuna” he smiled at her

She’s pretty, but where’s the attractive part? She looks like a soulless Barbie doll.

“Kookie patootie” she mewed at him

Did she just gave me a pet name? , he cringed

“Pardon?” he raised a brow

“Your friends told me you wanted some help to get it up” she poked his arm seductively

“What friends?” Jungkook stepped back “Get it up? Get up what?” he asks with that perplexed gaze on his face

“You know what I’m talking about.” She slowly slid her hands around his neck “How about a bottle of champagne at my place tonight? Maybe we could--” she winked at him as her hand dropped lower

Oh well, congrats Jeon Jungkook, you attracted another jinx.

“ Uhm no, not today, Hyuna” he grabbed her hand before it dropped any lower “Sorry, I have to…uhm… go feed my bunnies after school” Jungkook smiled awkwardly

“W-wait what?” Hyuna blinked cluelessly as Jungkook slowly walked away

F*ck this one was close, how could she naturally drop her hand down like that, for f*ck’s sake? It is way too early in the morning to be popping boners like bottles of champagne, he sighed

Jungkook slowly walked his way back to his desk where he dropped his bag on the chair and removed his baseball jacket to reveal a button up blue and white shirt that was tucked in his jeans. He adjusted the watch on his wrist before grabbing his bag and taking out his Laptop. He sat on his chair and opened a new tab to check out his email and Facebook notifications ,as he scrolled through the new lecture notes of the day.

Oh well, French Revolution this time, he sighed, This is going to be a very fun lecture, he rolled his eyes, and why the f*ck is there so many goddamn dates to memorize?!

His focus suddenly shifted from his laptop’s screen to the familiar small giggles that were heard right next to him. He knew the intonation of your voice too well to discard the fact that both of you were indeed sharing that class together. He whooped his head to the side to notice you in your natural habitat, sitting weirdly, wearing a familiar oversized white hoodie and some black leggings, not to mention that you topped it off with that messy bun on top your head. He almost sighed when he noticed the bag of Cheetos in your hands.

Why did I had a crush on her, again? He suddenly pondered

“Why are you giggling now?” Jungkook ignored your presence and started typing down a few notes on his computer “Did something good happen?”

“I mean…” you giggled “I didn’t knew you had bunnies at home” you almost choked on your food

“Oh lord, what?” Jungkook turned his head to look at you “Are those slippers that you’re wearing?” he suddenly noticed your shoes

“What?” you munched on a few more Cheetos “I live on campus, so why bother waking early and change?”

“There’s that very important thing called hygiene” he rolled his eyes

“I brushed my teeth and washed my hair” you smiled “Fortunately I don’t live in some apartment that happens to be far away from school”

“Yeah, well maybe if you did, you wouldn’t look like this” he shook his head

“You didn’t reply to my question” you chuckled again “You had bunnies at home?”

“What is she saying now?” he rolled his eyes

“I mean, you and Hyuna were about to… and you just--” you put a hand over your lips to stop laughing before pausing “Feed your bunnies, huh?” you laughed at him

“Seems like you’re not completely sober” Jungkook grabbed a paper form his bag

“The last time I was at your place, there was no bunny there” you raised a brow “Oh maybe there was one” you smirked “A very cute soft bunny who was caught in headlights”

“F*ck all the way off, woman” his eyes didn’t leave the screen of his computer

“Right back at you, gentlemen” you stare at him “Do you regret last night that much?” you flipped your pencil in your hands “Or might have you wished that it could have had happened?” you wrapped your hand around your pencil

“Who would let their precious belongings between your hands?” he clenched his eyes shut as he imagined your hand being wrapped around his shaft “I-I don’t even want to imagine” he cleared his throat

The events from the night before were still fresh in his memory. He could still feel his inner desire burning with temptation. He could only thank god for crushing on a girl like you. Your attire and behavior was anything but sexy today and might as well make him more flaccid than he already wanted it to be.

“Oh you wish, Honey” you smiled cutely

“Are you sassing me now?” he chuckled heartlessly “I should’ve known that your sass wasn’t an after effect of alcohol”

“I’m all sober now “you blow him a kiss

Don’t you f*cking dare blow your kisses at me, woman.

“But what to do?” you cross your legs “I still remember everything that happened last night”

Of course she remembers the most embarrassing moment in my life.

“Sure, I do too” he crouched down to open his bag as he grabbed his pencil case “how could I forget about the most embarrassing moment in my life”

His circles glasses somehow had to slip off his perfect face and fall on the cold hard ground.

What a lucky day, he groaned

“I got you” you grabbed his circle glasses

Jungkook dropped his hand to reach for his circle glasses but he could tell from the look on your face that you weren’t going to give them back any time soon. You swirled the glasses in your fingers as you eyed them quite curiously. They looked quite cute in your opinion, and Jungkook looked especially cute wearing them today .

“New glasses?” you stare at them

“Yeah my vision deteriorated thanks to my obsession towards Overwatch” Jungkook rubbed his eyes like a bunny would

He tried reaching out for them but you kept them firmly in your grasp. You suddenly had a brilliant idea that went through your mind. It wasn’t long before Jung kook’s new glasses were now on your nose, making you look like a cute college girl. Being oblivious over your act, he kept on typing on his computer, until he tried taking them away from you for a second time, but couldn’t bring himself to do it this time.He gasped as soon as his brain registered the image of you, looking adorable with his glasses.

“You look smart” Jungkook commented “and quite witty”

“In other words, you think I’m a cute?” you puff your cheeks

Yeah, so f*cking cute I’m going nuts.

“Ew, was that aegyo? Get away from me” he feigned being disgusted

“You hurt my feelings” you ate another Cheeto “I may look like shit today but that’s because last night didn’t treat me that well”

“Had trouble sleeping?” He typed a few more words onto his computer

“My brain was aching too much for me to sleep” you comment before wiping your saliva on the sleeve of your oversized hoodie

It took a few seconds before realization hit him like a bus. That hoodie you were wearing, wasn’t any random hoodie. In fact, that hoodie seemed way too familiar to Jungkook.He cringed as he saw the Cheetos stains on the pure white shirt. He felt his jaw drop as he realized the situation.

Wait…Isn’t this hoodie--Are you f*cking kidding me, THIS BETTER BE A JOKE!!!!

“Wait a second” he grabbed your wrist “This hoodie you’re wearing” he clenched his fist “Don’t tell me, it’s the one I lent you last night?” he cringed

“Yeah” you nodded before munching on more Cheetos

“ I swear to god, this girl” he clenched his eyes shut “ why are you like this?!” he stares at his hoodie on you “ What has my pure hoodie ever done to you? My favorite one…My Julia, my one and only Julia” he faked a sob

“Who the f*ck is Julia?” you chew on your food “Wait… you’re giving names to your shirts now?” you raised a brow before touching the white hoodie “How in the world.” You shook your head in disbelief “I thought you were sane, what happened to that?”

“ It was one of the brightest and cleanest ones I owned, one the few white hoodies I managed to keep intact with no stain” he banged his head on him desk “After ruining Lucy the other day, you killed my precious Julia”

“Lucy? Oh…you mean that white T-shirt you lent me when we were painting your place a few weeks ago ?” you nodded before noticing the scowl on Jungkook’s face “Sorry” you wave your hand at him

“You better be sorry “he gritted his teeth “My collection of white shirts” he face palmed “I loved them so much”

“It’s just a white shirt! I’ll buy you a new one” you frown “Get over it”

“Easier said than done, my mom gifted that hoodie to me” Jungkook groaned as he grabbed onto the sleeve and tried wiping off the orange stain from your Cheetos with his handkerchief

“Oh well f*ck, sorry “you blinked “I’ll get it dry cleaned for you after school”

“Just take it off” he grabs your wrist

“I can’t do that” you put your arms over your chest

“Come on, take it off before you stain it again” he grabs the hem of your shirt “why are you resisting?! Give me back my Julia”

“I want to, but I can’t” you pushed his hand away

“Why not?” he asks you in puzzlement “You want to mistreat my Julia a little more before giving her back?”

“B-Because, I just can’t!” You suddenly blushed a beet shade of red

“Your cheeks are all red, you’re planning something weird again aren’t you?” he grabbed your chin as he squished your cheeks with his hand “Stop beating around the bush and give me back my shirt”

“Jungkook stop, I really can’t give it back, at least not now” you pushed his hands off you

“Just exactly why?!” he whined

You rolled your eyes before pulling his ear next to your lips . Jungkook gasped at the sudden proximity, feeling hot and bothered over the fact that your lips were near his ear. You could smell his delicious after shave scent but chose to shrug it off for the sake of the situation. Jungkook wanted to take away the hoodie away from you and you had to do something about it.

“Unless you want to see me in a bra, I suggest you stop asking me to take off your shirt” you whisper

Oh well, f*ck, now what?! W-What happened to her mania of wearing three shirts on top of each other because she feels too cold on campus?!

“Amazing news” he claps his hands as he smiles sarcastically “I’m thrilled” he sighed befire facepalming

“Of course you are” you comment

Jungkook went back to typing on his computer to forget about this sexy information you just shared with him.It wasn’t long before the teacher came in to give his usual lecture of the day. You garbed your pencil and started writing down what the teacher said , while Jungkook was typing everything onto his computer. He felt like sleeping every second of this class, yet he couldn’t remain composed because of your scandalous news.

She’s wearing a bra under my shirt….Doesn’t that mean that my hoodie touched her bra? Her chest almost came in direct contact with my shirt? No Jungkook, NO! You can’t start making stupid theories like this when it’s only 10AM, get it together.

You leaned your head to the other side as you wrote down a few handy notes for the lecture, and Jungkook was quick to catch onto something. His hoodie was slowly slipping off your shoulder and there was no presence of bra strap whatsoever.

Where the f*ck is her bra strap then? Why is there no bra strap?! I’m not bra expert, but I’m very concerned about bras with no straps.

The class quickly went by as Jungkook was anxiously thinking about his precious hoodie and your bra. After one hour and a half, you were finally free from hell and ready to get lunch, while Jungkook would have to get to his next class. He sighed before grabbing his laptop and burying his school supplies back onto his bag.

“I have English Lit with Miss Romanov for the next three hours, but you better drop off my shirt after school” he points at you “ And stop eating CHEETOS” he grabbed the bag from you “Eat some greens, honey” he comments

“I hate greens” you scowl before shouting “What did my Cheetos ever do to you?!” you stare at the bag leaving your sight

“I could say the same about my White hoodie” he glared at you before leaving

“Nice jeans by the way.” you stared at his thighs for more than necessary

“See you” he waved at you

“Whoa, I don’t get a single thank you?” you crossed your arms over your chest “What a cocky bastard you are. I complimented your outfit”

“I’m not lending you my pants to stain them like you did to my hoodie” he turns around “I’m leaving for real now! Bye” he waves at you and escapes through the door

He walked down the dark tunnel that connected the engineering building to the arts one. Staring at his phone, he received another new message from Baby Girl. Who was she and why was she so persistent on texting a guy she doesn’t even know.

(1) New message from Baby girl

(1) What to do? I’d like to stain those pants of yours.

What the heck? Why is she messaging me again? Jungkook scrolled up to re-read the first two messages , Wait what…Jean? Stain? I’ll see you in class? Nice jeans by the way….Nice jeans by the way? NICE JEANS BY THE WAY?!

He finally connected a few dots and realized that these texts from the so-called Baby girl were worded the exact same way as what you told him during your lecture this morning. He thought about being delusional and overthinking, but this was his only answer to the question. Baby girl was you.

Baby girl, huh? Try fooling someone else next time, he raised a brow

“Ridiculous” he ran a hand through his hair as he turned off his phone before a mischievous smirk made its way onto his perfect face “but sexy as f*ck…”

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Jun || Scarred Pt.2

Word count: 4k Genre: Angst, drama, romance, slice of life A/N: So sorry for the super long wait! It’s been months I know. Thanks for being patient with me huhu. BTW, if the dialogues are in bold then they’re speaking in different language. ^^ ENJOY P.S. Please DM me if your want requests! ^^ or post on my wall for drabbles!

“Your eyes hid a lot of words.”

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Quietly you waited for the staff and crew in a room. You sat on the sofa, swinging your legs in alternate movement to kill time. Lips pursed as you looked around the room with curiosity. You’ve never heard of Pledis Entertainment nor its stars, so your mind at the moment filled with excitement and anxiety.

“Hello Miss Y/N. Please follow me and meet with our idols and some of the trainees. They’re around your age so don’t sweat it.” You nodded as you followed him to a meeting room, filled with 13 boys and 10 girls, sitting on a long black table. “Ah Y/N-sshi! Welcome! It’s so good to see you again! I mean even if we saw each other earlier, but I’m happy to see you again!” Seungkwan stood to greet you. “It’s good to see you too, I guess.” You happily shook his hand. The rest of the boys followed the boy and did their greetings. If Seungkwan is here then.. ‘he’ must be-

“Bet you’re looking for the most handsome in Seventeen.” You hear this particular voice you never wanted to hear. You turned to his way and girl you hated the smirk on his face. “You’re looking at him now.”

The members cringed at his self-praised comment. “Yah hyung! You’re already making a move on her?” Chan hit the boy’s arm.

“Whoa hold your horses there Chan. I was just..” He paused “Being friendly..” He looked at you again. Oh the smell of sarcasm! If this was a movie where you could stop this scene and beat the poop of that guy you’d definitely do it. Even for a hundred times. Heavy breaths started to go up and down your lungs as you glared at him. You felt as if smoke were coming out of your nostrils.

“Friendly my butt..” You whispered. You immediately sat down as you saw the man in suit you assume he’s the one of the heads of the company.

“I called you all today to formally introduce to you a new star who’d be joining us this year.” He pointed at you and Seventeen cheered, knowing there will be lots of time to get to know you. “Miss Y/N. Do you have words to say?”

“I am most honored to work amongst the idols that have been rising to the top of industry. I hope we could make memories together at my time here in Pledis. Please take care of me.” You bowed.

Oh boy, how bad can this be?

The meeting ended soon enough you were on your way out. A hand called out for you and you were surprised to see Hoshi. “Can I help you with something?” You asked, the boy smiled and pointed at the rest of the members.

“We’re making new choreography for the upcoming event we’re participating in. I was hoping if you could join us and maybe give feedbacks. And since you’re new here, we’d like to show you around afterwards.”

It was alright for you to join them, except you’d see the face of the guy you hoped you didn’t meet today. “Sure I’d love to.” You smiled as he pulled you to their practice room.

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“..and 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5, 6, and 7 and 8.” Hoshi inhaled as he clapped to take a break.

“Everyone! Food’s here!” S.Coups yelled and the boys gathered in a circle to eat. You thought how much they worked so hard and being able to do what they love is a beautiful sight, especially when they get an award in the end, that is, chicken. “Y/N-sshi! Come join us! Chicken’s delicious!”

You nodded as you walked to them. They created a space for you to sit down and eat. “I’ll enjoy the food.”

“Y/N-sshi! What are your thoughts of chicken here in Seoul? Do you prefer it dipped in sauce, fried, seasoned or just the way it is?”

“I think all is fine. I’m not a picky eater.” You giggled. “Although I prefer garlic flavor over the original.” You took another piece.

Your giggles echoed the practice room and some of the members found your voice sweet and gentle, they could listen to it all day.

“Ah!” Dokyeom stood up. “Y/N-sshi, do you sing?”

“Uhm, I do sing from time to time but I don’t really consider myself good.” Embarrassed, you drank water to calm down.

“We’ll be the judge of that Y/N!” Dokyeom smiled. “I bet your voice is beautiful.”

Encouraged, you sat properly to start singing. “Then, I’ll sing-”

You felt a hand pulling you up. “I’m sorry boys, you have to listen to her some other time.” Jun spoke softly yet there’s darkness in every word he uttered.

“Jun? That’s kinda rude to interrupt her-” Joshua started.

“And I think it’s rude of you all to force on the things she can’t do.” Jun glared.

“Hey I did it in my own will, Junhui. Besides I can sing, in case you forgot.” You sternly said as you let go of his grip. Jun furrowed his eyebrows, eyes in disgust.

You weren’t sure why Jun was suddenly acting this way, but he was getting onto your nerves. You didn’t want to show your relation with Jun to the boys, just to avoid the issue you had from years before.

“You have to go.” Jun said. “Now.” The tension was getting far and the boys can sense the situation, at least you think it that way. “Just go.”

The members started to speak to themselves and some are too confused to even ask. “Hyung you can’t ask her to leave when she’s just starting to-” Seungkwan got interrupted.

Jun pulled your arm out of the practice room, making you to catch up to his speed. “LEAVE.” This time there was a hint of anger in his voice. “Don’t act all comfortable around my friends just because it’s your first day.”

“Look who’s acting all professional for goodness’ sake. I am new in this company and your friends made me feel at home. Unlike someone who isn’t doing any effort. Can’t you at least be happy for me?” You raised your voice in an obvious manner, though he sensed the sarcasm in you.

“Just to make things clear. I’m not who you think I was before. I don’t know why on earth you ended up here, I expected not to see you again. But here you are, the almighty Y/N never changed. Even here you’re still chasing me? I’m crystal clear that we broke up.”

“Chasing you? How stupid do you think I am? I was offered work. And if you think I’m trying to be flirty with your friends, y-you’re wrong. Why were you mad anyway?!” You stuttered.

A laugh came out of Jun’s lips. Evil, he thought. “Mad? Of course not.” He fell silent for while before he began to speak, walking closer to you, just centimeters from your face.

“I’m very mad you even have the guts to lie to my friends. ‘Sing’ you say? How could I forget that word that never existed in your dictionary. Now tell me, who among them do you fancy-”

You slapped him so hard the members came out, wondering what took Jun so since pulling you out of the room. “You jerk.. You have nothing to do with me anymore. So stop acting like some ‘know-it-all’ smarthead who doesn’t even care a single of my feelings. You- you left me..” You turned around.

“‘Know-it-all’ huh?” Jun licked his lips. “Sure I got nothing to do with you but, Well.. Mr. Know-it-all here knows you were faking around with my friends. And I didn’t leave you. You did, without letting me explain further!”

You began to walk. You didn’t know why you gave in. You thought you were fine but you weren’t. You thought seeing him would be alright but he angered you. You thought remaining normal would work but you just couldn’t read him anymore. His sudden act in front of his friends confused you. A tear slid down your cheek. I’m not a flirt.

And you thought you moved on.

He was not Jun you knew.

He was not the Jun everyone knew.

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Jun went inside the dorm, not surprised to see his friends having their jaws dropped or stare at him in shock. They’ve been like that back in the van. He sat down on the sofa, not wanting to look up.

“So you both have dated. And you didn’t tell us.” Jeonghan started.

“What’s there to tell? It’s all in the past anyway. Waste the time for all I care.” Jun’s voice raised as he gripped on the pillow.

“Your eyes hid a lot of words.. for a guy who’s confident in himself.” Wonwoo told him. “You couldn’t even look at us now.”

“You can’t carry the burden yourself. You have us.” Mingyu smiled, comforting Jun.

Jun didn’t understand why the boys were trying to calm him down. They didn’t experience the same, he thought. “Just leave me alone.” He didn’t want the members to force him out of it.

“No. We’ll wait for you to speak up, even if it costs us sleep.” Minghao patted Jun’s back.

“Wait for me to speak up you say? Just how much do you know what I’m going through huh? You all saw the whole thing!”

Minghao furrowed his eyebrows and his anger got the best of him. “We won’t know unless you tell us! We can’t have a troubled member doing poorly that’ll ruin the performance!”

Jun stood up, furious to even know what Minghao has to say. “Then I guess you’re performing without me!” He flung his arms in the air with exaggeration everyone knew was fake. He then tried to leave the living room.

“We can’t let you do that!” Minghao stood up, pointing at Jun with his finger. “If you have what it takes to burden the team, I suggest you to not join us in this performance.”

“You have no say because you’re not the leader!” Jun stomped forward to Minghao, only to be stopped by Hoshi.

“Either you tell us or you’ll be suspended for two weeks. You can’t hide from us anymore, now that we know your heart is scarred.” Hoshi said with a low voice as he held Jun’s shoulders. Jun didn’t want anyone to interfere in with his issues.

“Urgh!” Jun’s voice quivering. “You.. all just don’t understand!” He went straight to his room, slamming the door.

“Give him time. Her coming was probably too sudden for him. He probably was too shocked to even contemplate.” Seungcheol stood up, rubbing his eyes.

Jun leaned against the door with fists covering his face. I fought them because of Y/N. That girl.. You’re gonna pay for this.

The words of revenge clouded and soon blinded him, for the things he planned to do in the later days.

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You rubbed your eyes to the rays of morning light that peeks through your pink blossomed curtains. It is only 7 a.m and you couldn’t wait to start your day with the company.

Only then you remembered what happened last night. Jun interfering with you was unpleasant. Why would he think that you were flirting with his friends? His words stung, but you didn’t understand why it hurted you. They shouldn’t have.

You moved on and so did he. Clearly he was bitter over the breakup but treating you like trash in front of his friends was something you never expected. You thought he would set it aside.

You just couldn’t believe it. You rolled side to side on your bed and screamed to your pillow to let your anger out. “WHYYY. AARE. YOUUU. SOOOO. STUPIDDD. JUUUNNNNN???”

Your roommate, Yoojung rushed to your room and banged on your door. “Y/N! Are you okay?? Answer me!” There was a pause. “Yo Y/N?? Are you even alive??”

Annoyed, you got up and opened the door. “Thank goodness you’re awake! I was just about to tell you-” She looked at you with mouth agape. You knew she was staring at your puffy eyes. “Girl you look awful.” She gestured the all of you.

“Yes I know I’m aware of it.” You scanned her with her bedhead and morning face. “And you’re no different.” You gestured to the all of her. She hit you and you turned around to lie on your bed again.

“Anyway, as I was saying. We will film a CF with Seventeen starting from today at 9. Well, briefing actually, at the swimming area. Then the training will be in three days.”

“So soon? I just had a meeting yesterday with Pledis.”

“Can’t complain, can we?” She sat down beside you. “C’mon, I know just the thing to cheer you up.”

“Take a wild guess Yoojung.”

“Erm, it could be movies, right? I mean you starred in countless of movies! There’s gotta be something you like!” She wiggled you and you love how she brings joy to day even if she doesn’t invade your privacy.

“Alight alright. Just one movie before we go to our schedule.�� You finally agreed to her persuasive attitude.

“Let’s watch something that reminds you of home! Hm.. Maybe Ip Man?? You starred in it! Aww I wanna see a young Y/N!”

You blushed at her comment but later faded as you remembered Jun was casted as the young Ip Man. You were just one of the little kids with little screen time, let alone your first film. Back then he was full of himself, and still is. The young Jun was so confident he bragged his role to the others.

“I’m the young Ip Man, and you’re just all extras.” He’d hit his chest several times for exaggeration, smiling as he scanned all of you in the crowd behind him. You could tell some were pissed and others were in awe, inspired even.

Then it was getting too much, he would look at the rest of you, grinning if Donny Yen would go near him. Enough was enough.

“Stop acting like you’re the star. In any way you see, you’re still one of the extras.” You stood up, standing in front of the crowd you came from.

He saw you and chuckled, walking towards you. “An extra.. with special roles, a.k.a. young version of the protagonist. I’m still ahead of you.”

Since then you decided to compete with him. Trying to get into several movies and soap operas as much as possible.

However, the thought of Jun made your eyebrows furrow. As you watched his part, you grabbed the remote and switched off the T.V.

“Hey! I was watching!” Yoojung complained.

“We’re late.” You excused, rubbing your face in irritation. “Well? Are you going to prepare or not? I’ll definitely leave you.”

“C’mon! We still have an hour!” She flew her hands in the air, pointing at the owl-shaped clock hung on your room wall. “See?”

“An hour’s short. Get up buttercup.” You pulled her off your bed.

“You’re treating me breakfast!” Yoojung ran out.

“Yes yes.”

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Jun stared at the remaining raindrops on their van, tracing the trail of water the dew leaves behind. He didn’t know how to act towards his friends after misbehaving like a kid last night. The members treated him like nothing happened, some patting him at the back and some verbally asking him if he was okay. Perhaps they did try to understand.

Minghao was the only one who neither talk or notice him. Maybe he has his reasons for ignoring him, but he shouldn’t keep it for long.

“Wahhh! The swimming pool! This is cool!” Hoshi screamed, placing his hands on the window of the van. “We’ll film the CF here??”

“Yeah, if you were listening yesterday you won’t be asking us the 5th time.” Vernon pulled Hoshi down to sit.

The boys got off the van and stared at the blue sky. “Great weather for filming.” Joshua said. Their manager soon went to them, panting.

“You’re late.”

“We came on time, Hyung.” Jeonghan said, fanning himself with an pocket electric fan under an umbrella.

“The girls were earlier than you all. Come inside.”

“Girls always be girls. Early.”

The meeting of the CF was not something new to you. You’ve been to many and for you, this is a piece of cake. You knew Jun was staring at you and you did not bother to look him at all. He should apologize. Though in your chest there was an urge to look at him at least for a bit. Ignore him for now, you thought.

Jun thought you were pretty in your ivory white off-shoulder top, your hair styled in low a braided bun, your choker that matches with the petal-pins on your hair, denim shorts that showed your slender legs. He was not so sure why he was looking at you in admiration. He’s supposed to not notice you even after last night, but there wasn’t any choice. You’re too stunning he can’t make himself look away.

“Staring at her although you fought her?” Jun heard Minghao go up to him.

“I wasn’t.” Jun broke away from your beauty. “She just happen to be in front of me.” He excused.

“Yeah I saw the whole thing. Got a hawk eye, remember?” Minghao pointed his eyes, smiling.

“You aren’t mad?” Jun asked with wide eyes.

“I was mad..” He paused. “..until I figured out you still love her.”

Jun didn’t move or react. He just looked at his friend who was still smiling at him. “Bullseye bro?”

“Yeah.. Bullseye.” Jun nodded, trying to think what else he has to say to his friend.

“I’ll support you, but if you break her heart, I’ll take her okay?”

“What did I do to get myself a rival?” Jun chuckled.

“You didn’t do anything. She did. Her beauty.” Minghao pointed at you, who now are looking at Jun. “She’s pretty.”

You didn’t mean to stare at Jun. You were just observing the new place. Lies.

“Y/N ah.” Yoojung called. Not getting a response from you, she looked at where you were looking at- Jun. “Haaa? Y/N you like-” Your eyes widened and your hands were fast enough to cover the girl’s mouth.

“Shhh! Your voice is loud.” You hissed.

“I can’t breathe.”

“Sorry.”

You let go of the girl, walking pass her and into the meeting room. You knew the way you acted, Yoojung probably took it as a yes by now.

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You all were on your way to the area for the CF. The wind brushing through the leaves of the palm trees made you feel like in another world. You find funny how the boys lined up in two lines. Like kindergarten, you thought.

As if time were trying to let you finish the day, the trial filming started, each of you holding onto a product you’re promoting. You had the area to yourselves and you couldn’t believe how much money it took to book the place.

The CF was simple, yet hard to decide. It could be you or Yoojung that would jump from a 5m diving platform, along with two other members from Seventeen. It’s not that high and you’re not an aqua-phobic either. So why do you feel nervous over a CF? Your stomach churned in pain for a good minute then it was gone. You looked over to Yoojung and she was excited as ever.

The director started filming the scenes and all you had to do was to enjoy the moment promote the product, then the rest of editing is up to the staff. It didn’t take long for the diving scene to arrive. You noticed one of Yoojung’s swimsuit laces are close to becoming undone. But before you could speak up, the director made his signal.

“Yoojung, Mingyu and Seungcheol. Are you ready?”

Looking up at them, the three nodded and dived, cheers and applause were slowly coming to volume. Mingyu and Seungcheol were the first ones to get out of the water. Yoojung hasn’t.

“Yoojung, you can come up now. Get out of the water!” Her manager called. There was no answer. “Yoojung-ah!”

The staff gave whispers and comments if Yoojung couldn’t swim, or if the pool is too deep for her. Gosh you all call yourselves staff and yet you don’t double check her outfit.

it’s been more than 20 seconds and your instincts tells you to save her, save her from exposure of skin. Immediately you grab a towel from a table and dive into the water. The rest were shocked to see you do that, quick to act.

As you dive in the cool water, your vision of small bubbles began to disappear and you felt the sole of your right foot sting you with cramps. Ignoring the pain, you grabbed Yoojung and cover her upper body with a towel and she immediately grasped for air. You stayed underwater and held your foot. But the more you touched it, the more it hurted.

“Y/N! How can you be so dumb saving me and not yourself?! You’re a confident idiot!” Yoojung cry-yelled, earning the boys’ attention. Jun heard this and wanted to get you out of there. Yet he couldn’t because of your fight.

“Y/N-sshi can’t swim??” Seungkwan asked Jun.

Jun had a dilemma for a good 5 seconds. If I save her, it’ll be good but.. He thought. If I don’t, that’ll be a bad impression on the members.

He looked at Minghao and he has his fists on his chest- “Get her.” is what he meant.

“Agh, screw it!” Jun ran to the pool. The members were low-key cheering for him now that they know his relation to you.

To your surprise you see Jun swimming to you, grabbing your waist, and you knew what he was doing. You felt irritated, thankful, but irritated. He helped you out of the pool. Yoojung came to you, handing you a towel. “Are you okay?”

You felt Jun’s hands still on your waist. You shrugged it off, glaring at him. “I didn’t need saving, especially when it’s coming from you.”

“I could at least get a ‘thank you’.” Jun stood up.

“Didn’t I tell you that you have nothing to do with me anymore?” You turned to him. “‘Crystal clear’, right?”

Jun flinched at the word you used against him. “Shut that mouth of yours until I hear the words of gratitude from you.” He said in a low tone as he threw his towel to your face, silencing your complaint.

“I’ll have a break of 5.” Jun told his manager. He didn’t understand why. He didn’t catch up why you didn’t thank him. He knew it was a little help but that’s all he could offer.

You took off the towel from your face. “Wen Junhui! I’m not done with you! Get back here!” You yelled, Yoojung pulling you back.

“Leave him alone. Why aren’t you thanking him? He saved you for crying out loud.” Minghao interrupted. “You’re a beaut with no brains.”

You looked at Minghao. “I didn’t need saving! I can swim!” You caught Jun walking away. “WEN JUNHUI! I swear if you didn-”

Pitch black vision slowly entered your eyes, legs limping, weakening.

There, you fainted.

“Y/N!” Yoojung wiggled you. “Hey can you hear me?”

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The smell of strong meds woke you. Sitting up, you rubbed your temples. “Yoojung-ah, how long was I out?” Vision’s still regaining, you found a figure on your bedside, assuming she’s your manager. “Ah unnie.. Get me a glass of water and hot towel please.”

She didn’t respond. Is she cross because of the way I behaved?

“Here you go.” It’s a male?

That voice.. It’s Jun.

Accepting the water, you drank it. “What are you doing here?” You bitterly spoke.

“I guess it’s about time we talk.”

You chuckled in disbelief. “Mm, what changed your mind?” Stirring the spoon in your glass cup.

“Nothing changed my mind. I just came to tell you something; something we both could probably do, and abide to it.” He sat down again. This time, he’s right beside you. Too close, you thought.

“Let’s stop adding injuries to the person who’s already wounded and scarred. Do we have a deal?”

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>> a relationship with jun was all going well, not until a certain situation got in between that made everything crumbling down. forgiveness was key but it was the progress that was essential to make forgiveness happen.

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crying-saeyoung · 7 years

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scenario that our four tomatoes(saeyoung, saeran, and let's assume they had twin tomatoes)(during saeyoungs route)what if something bad happened to Mc,maybe she got taken by seven's old agency,she experiences a lot of bad things while there(she has anxiety as well), Honestly all I can picture is these four tomatoes comforting mc & trying to rescue her. Sorry this is to specific,Btw your writing is beautiful love those long head canons you write,I may or may not have cried from them. Thank you ^^

I’m actually super self conscious about how long I make my headcanons, because I tend to just go on and on so it’s actually super nice to hear you like them so much!!! my goal may or may not be to make all my followers sob in their sheets I love specific requests, especially when I’m writing late at night haha. Thank u for the kind words and this great request, I had lots of fun writing it! also it’s super long haha what are the chances -Green💚

WARNING: mentions of torture and major violence, beware of triggers!

Saeyoung + the three tomatoes!

-it happened late at night, like kidnappings do

-you had managed to put Saeyoung bed early, but it really wasn’t that hard anymore after using so much energy on the kids

-who knew all you needed to get his sleeping in order was to have twins

-you were rocking the babies in their crib, and really they had fallen asleep awhile ago but you couldn’t help but stare at them

-you’re babies were so cute and lovely. sure, they were a little hard to handle sometimes, especially when you were really the mother of two sets of twins.

-but it was so so worth it. You loved all four of your little tomatoes. they made you more happy than you thought you could ever be. they helped you overcome many personal challenges.

-you were so focused on your little babies, you didn’t hear the door to the nursery open and close.

-you didn’t really know anything was happening until a rag was placed under your nose and you passed out into some strangers arms, and dragged out the window without even so much as a scream.

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-Saeyoung woke up to babies crying and someones stomps running all along the house

-u gh . Naturally he blindly searched for you by his side, but you weren’t. He figures that the person running around the house must be you and Saeran, so he gets up and out of bed

-doesn’t really bother to change and heads out of the room like it was any other day

-but it wasn’t any other day, was it?

- “hey, saeran, where’s ____??” he can’t see you anywhere, but it is a pretty big house you live in.

- “I don’t know, I think they had plans with Jaehee for coffee today? I don’t know dude, just help me! They’ve been crying for an hour!!”

-oh well, he’ll call you later.

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-it was mid-evening when Saeyoung got a call from Jaehee.

-he picked it up pretty excited, wanting to hear how his s/o had been doing and when they needed to be picked up ??

-but when he heard that they were a no show, that’s when Saeyoung started to get worried.

-he didn’t want to jump to conclusions. he had done so before and it ended up terribly

-you wanted to surprise him for your anniversary so you left the house for a day and when you came back the house was literally in shreds and he was crying with saeran on the floor woops

-but when you weren’t answering his calls or texts, that’s when he started to freak out and went through the houses security footage there was at least two cameras in every room, even the bathroom

-and when he saw you peacefully sitting there? his heart melted. when he saw the man come into the room and take you away? his heart broke.

-he didn’t even know what to do at first other than stare at the footage in disbelief

-but then he screamed. and then he cried. and he sobbed and fell to the floor

-what was he going to do? what could he do? he had just seen you get ripped away from him. he knew he should have stayed awake with you. this was all his fault. he failed you. he failed his children, he failed saeran

-so when Saeran ran into the room asking what was wrong, he couldn’t even look him in the eye as he just showed him the footage on the screen playing on a sickening repeat

-Saeran would love to cry. He really, really would. But looking at his brother broken on the floor all he could do was clench his fist and pull himself and Saeyoung back together. They had to find you

-no matter what it took, they would find you.

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-everything was dark.

-so, so dark

-everything hurt.

-your nose burned, your wrists stung and your legs were screaming. oh god. were they broken? you couldn’t feel anything other than pain and you started to sob

-you could hear someone walk towards you and you sobbed louder. were they good? were they bad? fuck if you knew

-something was torn from your face and all the sudden everything was bright. so bright. too bright.

-you looked up and you saw a group of unfamiliar people, around 4 or 6. You couldn’t tell from your blurred vision but all you knew is that they did this to you and what else were they going to do?

-they were talking but you couldn’t hear them, all you could hear was your heavy breathing getting faster and faster

-fuck fuck fuck you couldn’t breathe, oh god, please, help, you were chanting in your head. someone please. saeyoung. saeyoung, saeyoung, saeyoung.

- “Saeyoung… s a-ae.. saey-o-oung..” You choked out, and you couldn’t wipe the snot and tears from your nose because of your bound wrists behind your back

-that caused you a good kick in the gut and someone twisted your leg worse than it already was

-you screamed so loud from the pain and right before you passed out, you think of your family waiting for you at home.

-will you ever see them again?

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-it’s been a week

-7, maybe 8 or so long, torturous days.

-they wanted your husband, they wanted your brother in law. but you wouldn’t give them up and you wouldn’t tell them where Saeyoung put all their money. In truth, you knew. and you knew why Saeyoung told you.

- “if they ever take you away from me… Tell them this area code, okay? under no circumstances are you to hold back, okay? you can’t get hurt… so just give them what they want, alright?”

-like hell.

-you knew once they had that money, they wouldn’t have any use of your family anymore and you’d all be dead. you would rather it just be you.

-god, why haven’t they killed you yet?

-every night, every morning and every afternoon you would cry and have a panic attack. and every time this happened, they swore they would make you regret being so loud. They did.

-your head was swollen and you were sure it was cracked and you have a concussion. your left leg was horribly broken and your right leg was so beat up and bruised there was no chance you could walk on it, which you were sure was the intention.

-your chest and stomach was littered with scars from their knives and bruises from their punches

-your whole body just ached and screamed at you all day. you were in no good shape, mentally or physically.

-every time someone stepped near you, you flinched and cried, but always kept your mouth shut.

-so when you heard the clatter of feet rushing towards your cell, you hid in your knees and just hoped and prayed to God that they would go easy on you

-you knew they wouldn’t.

-you learned to block out all their voices, because no matter what they said to you, you wouldn’t comply.

-out of the corner of your eye, you saw someone reaching toward you and you nearly flung yourself away. or really, you would have, if it wasn’t for your bound wrists and broken legs

-you just ended up screaming in pain from the sudden movement

-oh g o d you screamed. now they would hit you harder.

-maybe you could beg?

-you try to talk but your mouth is dry from keeping shut for so long. it takes you a second and your voice is raspy and broken.

- “please… don’t. don’t hurt me anymore... I’m already so broken, there’s nothing else you can break.”

- “I’m getting you out of here, ____.”

-what??

-when you look up, you meet eyes with your husbands and for a second you think your hallucinating. But… he looks so real. When you feel his hand on your cheek, you know he’s real.

-you don’t know how you’re crying from how dehydrated you are, but you’re sobbing in his hands now.

-Saeran uncuffs you, and Saeyoung picks you up all while whispering in your ear. Endless apologies, endless I love you’s. Endless support.

-and finally you feel safe.

——-

-the first month back is the hardest.

-you’ve gotten a wheelchair, and Saeyoung is constantly by your side.

-you’re not strong enough to feed the babies or play with them, so it’s all on Saeran and Saeyoung to take care of the twins while you sit and watch.

-it’s so hard.

-whenever something clatters on the ground, you flinch.

-when someone comes up from behind you, you scream.

-Saeyoung can’t even give you a hug without you getting a panic attack.

-and you feel so bad. you’re such a god damn chore. you can’t do anything, you can’t even take care of your own children. no matter how many time your family assures you it’s fine, it’s one ear and out the other.

-no one knows when you’ll be back to normal, or if you’ll ever be fully you ever again. Saeyoung insists on therapy and you don’t deny it, but going alone scares you.

-so you and Saeran end up going together and booking a two hour appointment every week

-late at night when everyone is asleep, you’re shaking from nightmares, so it’s a routine to go to the nursery and sleep with the children. you can’t sleep without them anymore.

-Saeyoung, when you get more comfortable in your skin again, will rub your arms and kiss your head whenever you start to look like you might cry. He bathes you everyday because you can’t do it yourself anymore

-when he bathes you, you’ve never seen him more solemn. you know he’s biting his tongue from saying anything, but you don’t need him to say it to know. your body is completely fucked. no where near as clean and smooth as before

-sometimes just thinking about how god damn ugly you are makes you sob

-how could Saeyoung love you anymore? not only were you practically a child now, but you weren’t even attractive. he has nothing to brag or speak about when it comes to you.

-you tell these things to the therapist and the whole time you hold Saeran’s hand.

-it will be a long way to recovery. a very, very long way. but your tomatoes will be with you every step of the way, telling you they love you and will hold your hand each and every day.

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nastytrashblog · 7 years

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Just because

A/n: I was supposed to release the Jinyoung one first, but I already started this one anyways. My first Astro fanfic woo! I was supposed to get this out last week, but I was sick and bed ridden for 3 days. I needed to catch up with work as well. I guess there won’t be any schedule for my fanfics and you’ll just have to put notifs on. I think the first parts of each fanfic will be pretty short, but I promise it will get juicer in the middle. I hope you enjoy! :D BTW this was requested by one of my friends, love you !

Fluff, Cha eun woo x reader, University AU, eventual smut (in a few chapters), friends with benefits.

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You ducked your head out of the taxi and looked at the giant building that was in front of you. The bright sun shined on your face and the cool breeze blew through your hair. “A new day, a new beginning.” You thought.

“Hey lady!” You heard a man with a heavy accent behind you. You turned around to see your taxi driver holding your bags, “Are you going to take your bags? Or will I have to steal them?”

“No, I’ll take them. Thank you!” You quickly walked to him and took your bags. He snarled at you and drove off leaving a cloud of gas for you to breath in. You turned around and followed the signs to get your dorm room. The whole school was a maze to you, even after the orientation. There were so many twists and turns inside and outside. Although you got to explore the campus a bit more. You noted where the jocks hung out, the nerds had their meetings and where the hipsters chilled just to name a few. Eventually, you found your way to the table to get your key. A blonde caucasian girl who was wearing a typical grunge outfit sat in front of you. She was so smiley that preppiness just oozed out of her, “Hi! Welcome to Carvard, what’s your name?”

“It’s (y/n) (l/n).” She looked up and down her list tracing her finger after each name, “Oh, here you are!” She turned around and took a key out of a box, “Here’s your key.” You took it from her hand and shoved it in your pocket, “Thanks.” you said and forced yourself to smile.

“It seems that you are rooming with a senior. Oh I know her, she’ll be a lot of fun! Well, I hope you have a blast with your 4 years here! Bye bye now!” You walked away rolling your bag with you. She was way too preppy for your liking to the point it was annoying.

You reached the girls dorm rooms and walked down the hall. “Room 248… ah here it is.” You opened your door and saw a girl laid down on the left bed on her phone. Her attention immediately went to you. She jumped up and dropped her phone on the bed and rushed to you.

“You must be (y/n)! I cannot wait to share a room with you! I’m Kayla.” She pulled you into a hug squeezing the life out of you. “Oh great, another one of these.” She let go of you and got the hint that you were faking a smile, “Okay, you’re one of those people. I get it, you don’t like the preppy types, I can be chill.” You nodded in silence and awkwardness filled the room.

“Here, why don’t you unpack and everything and then check out all the clubs and sports? Sounds like a good chance to bond right?” You could tell she was trying her best to be friends with you. “Maybe I should try to get to know her. I mean, she will be my roommate for most of my University years.” You rolled your bag to your bed and walked to her, “I’ll just leave my bag here. Let’s go.” She walked in front of you and lead the way, but you could tell she was trying to act chill.

Both of you walked side by side and took your sweet time walking to where all the clubs were. You two got to know each other and you learned a lot about her. She is the type to adjust to the people around her to make them feel comfortable. She is also a huge flirt and could get with any guy she wanted. It made sense, she had the body, the looks, and she has a way of talking to have anyone like her. This is why she’s well known on campus as the “all rounder.” She is every personality mashed into one person, which just made her even more lovable. She is a nerd at heart, yet sporty and active.

“Since I have been here for a year, I know how this school functions.”

“Well, of course you do. I mean, it’s not that hard to know how a University works.” She shook her head and let out a little giggle, “Not like that silly! I meant, the social anarchy, the “food chain” if you will. There are frat houses and sororities here as you may know. Most of them are at the top, just not the nerdy ones. I feel bad, they’re good people. Anyways, you have them. Then there’s us, the regulars. The jocks and cheerleaders who are not in frats or sororities, which is not likely but they do exist, are at the top. Then the art, hipster people, the geeks, the one’s that are always high, the nerds…” you stopped her confused.

“Aren’t nerds and geeks the same thing?” she scoffed and patted your shoulder.

“No! Geeks are the ones who are into video games and comics. The nerds are the brainiacs and always base everything off of science or math. Now, I may I continue?” You let out a faint smile and nodded. She was about to continue talking when someone caught her eye. She freaked out and started to hit your arm.

“Ow! What is it?” She was speechless and pointed to someone. It was a tall figure with wavy hair and in all black. You looked around and almost every girl was swooning over him. You have to admit, he was good looking, but not your type. You had a mischievous look on your face. You found her weakness and teased her, “Aww, does Kayla have a crush on the cute boy.” She immediately covered your mouth with her hand, “Shut up!” You laughed and pushed her hand away.

“He’s a senior okay? I’ve had my eye on him for the past year.”

“Makes sense, ‘cause you know, you went after many guys in that year.” She stuck her palm out jestering you to stop.

“Okay, that is a different story that I will explain later.” You rolled your eyes and chuckled. “What should I do? I’ve never been nervous before, especially when it comes to guys.” You put your hands on her shoulders and gently pushed her towards him, “Just go up to him.”

She squirmed in your grip and hid behind you, “What if he doesn’t like me? What if he doesn’t find me attractive? He’s one of the people who are at the top of the food chain. I can’t embarrass myself! I’ll be a laughing stock and that will go on until I die and never find anyone to marry and I’ll die alone and-” You stopped her rambling by flicking her on the forehead.

“Calm yourself! Just be yourself and talk to him. Don’t over think and just GO!” She took a deep breath and took two steps before she turned around to you, “Do I look like a mess?”

“Just go!” She nodded and walked to him. Surprisingly, he started the conversation. You felt like a proud mom at that moment and walked to where the clubs were. You walked around for a good 30 minutes until you got bored. None of them caught your attention and you walked to the quad. It wasn’t full, but it wasn’t empty either. Some were having lunch, others were playing chess, it was diverse. You could tell who were at the top of the “food chain” and who were just the regulars. You found an empty spot on the grass and laid down. The sky was clear and beautiful. You let out a sigh and closed your eyes. It was only noon time and you felt tired. You didn’t care at this point whether or not you fell asleep. You felt yourself drifting off to dreamland where everything is perfect. Even though you were an adult, you were still a child at heart.

You were walking on the beach, waves crashing on your legs. You felt at peace. No one was around you, no cars to be heard, just nature and the sun’s rays hitting your face. You missed summer vacation, being with your high school friends on a private island that your rich friend owned. You wanted to go back at the time where you knew the people around you, but you also wanted a new start. Just then, in the distance, you heard someone yell “watch out.” *Thud*

You woke up from your nap and felt pain on your stomach. You looked to your left and it was a football. You sat up in anger and picked up the ball. You wanted to pierce a pen inside it and hit whoever threw it, but you contained yourself. You heard footsteps getting closer to you until figure towered over you and covered the sun. You looked up to a man with pale skin, brown eyes, pink lips and a tall nose. He looked concerned for your well being.

“Are you okay?” The man said. You were still mad, and stood up. He was still towering over you. You looked up and shoved the football into his chest.

“I’m fine, thanks for asking.” you responded sarcastically. Another person came running beside him. He had light brown hair and was a bit shorter than the other one.

“Sorry, he’s not a great catch.” He pointed at him with his thumb. The other boy turned to him angry, “Wha-? Are you trying to blame me?”

“If you caught it, it wouldn’t have hit her.”

“But you threw it too high!” They bickered back and forth forgetting your presence.

“I’ll leave the married couple to fight.” you turned to leave when one of them grabbed your wrist to stop you, “No, don’t leave.” You turned around with an irritated look on your face. The tall one took his hand off and took a step back. “I’m sorry for having the ball hit you.” The other nodded frivolously with a big smile one his face, “Yep, all his fault.” The tall one hit him in the chest and looked at him, “It’s both our fault.”

They seemed genuinely sorry, well at least the tall one, “I accept your apology.” The tall one felt a huge wave of relief and stuck his hand out to you, “I’m Eun Woo by the way.”

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