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cottoncandy-jester · 4 years

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✨lie down darling Its time for a dream✨

Faking it (dad squad)

So basically this is what happens if the dad squad found out reader faked an orgasm before

This is of course 18+ and the reader is female

Daichi suwamura

Okay so daichi honestly was never worried about y'all sex life

Like you moan his name everytime why is he worried

It's when you and the rest of the karasuno group get drunk and play truth of dare

When it's your turn.. you're drunk off six shots of tequila and tanaka asks you to reveal your deepest secret

"okay okay! Sooo during me and daichi's fourth anniversary, we fucked and I may have totally faked it"

Wait what.

WHAT?!

Everyone else is laughing but daichi is over here having a mental breakdown

You did what?!

How many more have you faked?! Were they all fake?! Did he ever really make you cum?

It did not take long for daichi to drag you away to the nearest bathroom

You gasp when daichi pinned you against the wall his mouth attacking your neck while his hands roamed your body now gripping your hips as he ripped your panties off.

"faked an orgasm?! Damn it how many did you fake? Doesn't matter don't tell me. I'm going to fuck you against this wall and you are going to cum over and over til I know for sure you like having sex with me"

He fucked you until you couldn't think anymore, he also made sure EVERYONE heard it.

Tooru oikawa

You were having girl talk with the other managers and the topic of sex came up

They all assume he's some sex god which makes you laugh

Oikawa is honestly such a dork during sex that you couldn't help but spills beans

"honestly he was so nervous during our first time, It was so cute..though he didn't really make me.. y'know"

Oh BOY

News travelled fast and before you know it at 4am you had a pissed oikawa at your door

The loud harsh banging interrupted your sleep and you went to the door only to see oikawa standing there, your sleepy eyes trailed his body up and down and you noticed he was gripping his phone so tight his knuckles turned white, you didn't even get to speak when the male stormed inside and let's out a frustrated sigh.

"why are rumors about me being bad in bed spreading around?!"

"I dunno...maybe you have a hater, babe it's like 4am..why are you here?"

Oikawa snapped his head towards you before walking towards you anger fuming towards you before he gripped your arm tightly.

"everyone is saying you started the rumor, so tell me little cutie what the fuck have you been saying?"

Your eyes got wide as the conversation with the girls resurfaced in your head and you softly reached out to put your hands on his cheeks which made him relax but he was still clearly annoyed.

"sorry, tooru it was just one little story. Girl talk y'know and it's fine lots of people can't make their partner cum their first time you just ha-"

You were cut off by the male roughly pulling you towards your room, everytime you tried to speak oikawa would glare at you before demanding that you shut up. Once in your room he pushed you on the bed his ego clearing having dropped now that you admitted the truth.

"I am good at sex! I am Great! I just have to prove to you that you are with the best man ever"

As he spoke he started to strip before his cold glare landed on you before he crawled ontop and wrapped a hand around your throat.

"you are going to be begging me to stop making you cum once I'm done with you"

He made you tell everyone that you cummed extra hard that night, even if it was super embarrassing to say.

Tetsuro kuroo

You two were arguing

It started with him being jealous of a person at work flirting with you and it just blew up

Screams and swears shooting back at the other

Low blows were dealt

You both don't even remember what the fight was about

Then..you said it

"God you are so cocky! It's shit like that, that make me fake orgasms during sex"

He shut up after that one for sure

All he can think about was how many did you fake and how he failed as your lover

Why didn't you tell him you weren't feeling good during sex?

Kuroo remained quiet as he let his brain think, after saying it you quickly walked over and hugged him hoping he wasn't angry at you

"baby! I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I was just upset and you were just upset you forgive me yeah?"

"how many times?"

"that doe-"

"how many damn times?!"

You flinched when he forced you to look at him showing pain in his eyes and you couldn't help but be honest with him.

"only a few, during those times where I was just really sleepy that's it"

Kuroo let's out a shaky sigh before he peppered soft kisses along your neck. He was pretty hurt at the moment but he did want to make it up to you, plus make up sex was always good

"come, let's talk this out yeah?"

His tone was soft as he guided you to the bedroom thought talking wasn't the plan he had, he wanted to make you see stars and make sure he could actually make you cum.

Koutaro bokuto

Okay so maybe it wasn't a good idea to pump up bokuto's ego every time you guys have sex

All your praise makes him think he's the best in the world

But when it came time for a girls night at you and bokuto's place stuff starts to spill

You told bokuto to spend the night at akaashi or something but you didnt think he would come home

"sooo [y/n]! How is bokuto in bed?! We gotta know"

The question made you embarrassed while bokuto stood outside you guys' bedroom listening in

Yes dear wife tell them how my sex is the best in the world

"koutaro, tries his best. Sometimes he gets a little too excited and cums early so he gets too tired to finish and we end up cuddling before I can climax so I just fake it"

WHAT?!

Bokuto automatically swings the door open scaring both you and the girls

He is legit tearing up and about to sob

After, very quickly telling the girls to leave he cries into your stomach while you pet his head

"why didn't you tell me?! I would have made it all better"

"oh..kou..it's no big deal"

Your soothing which would usually work just wasn't working right now, bokuto sniffled as he looked up at you with tearful eyes, you were his baby owl and he couldnt even make you feel good?!

He couldn't believe that! No he won't accept that! Before you can respond bokuto pushed you down on the bed before starting to pull your pants and underwear off your body

"kou! W-what the hell?!"

"just let me do this please! I need to know that I can do this, I just want you to be happy with me..so..let me worship you"

You were shocked but shuddered at the feeling of soft kisses against your inner thigh, with one final sniffle bokuto was now focused on something else.

He proceeded to eat you out that night until you cummed so much that you was sobbing but by the end of it he was so happy to know that he can make you cum and of course he was more mindful about your needs.

Wakatoshi ushijima

Oh jeez

Okay so he makes it very clear that bedroom talk is off limits

What you two do in bed is your business hell you guys don't really talk about sex and spend more time just doing it

You are very tight lipped about your sex life but tendou Is a very stubborn guy

He is constantly asking you what's it like..mostly cause he wants to tease wakatoshi

After finally bothering you to the point where you wanna hit him you confess

"toshi is great okay?! I mean sure he has his moments of not really getting me there but it's good so stop asking!"

OHOHOHO HE HAS TO KNOW MORE

after explaining that wakatoshi tends to be boringly vanilla you expect him to let it go

No bitch this is tendou 'i give no fucks' satori

Proceeds to tease wakatoshi about it every chance he gets

"wow who knew you could be boring in all departments"

"sooooo, you really like it vanilla huh?"

Of course oblivious wakatoshi doesn't pay him any mind until a drunk tendou spills the beans

"guess who told me that you're boring in bedddd~ pfft she said you are so slow that it is like fucking a box"

You of course didn't say that but you were shocked to see wakatoshi at your door the next day

"did you tell tendou about our sex life?"

Well fuck.

you honestly should have expected this. You let out a shaky sigh as you merely avoided eye contact you felt pretty embarrassed and ashamed

"yeah, sorry toshi he kept bugging me about it"

"you telling him is not why I'm upset"

You were honestly shocked and looked up only to see wakatoshi's face close to yours, his eyes were intense and honestly gave you chills.

"did you say I was boring during sex? Is this true?"

"um..yeah but it's okay I mean it's still good it's just very..typical I mean we do the same stuff all the time and you just tend to be, slow"

Wakatoshi was a little shocked by your words but he calmly sighed and ran his fingers through his hair as he tried to think of what exactly he needed to do.

"then my future wife, allow me to spend the night making you feel good instead of myself, you can tell me exactly what I need to do in order to bring you to climax again and again."

And you did exactly that, he was quite obedient and even did things he never done before just so he can make you feel good.

#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagines #wakatoshi ushijima #tetsuro kuroo #daichi suwamura #bokuto koutaro #oikawa tooru

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fallingfor-fics · 3 years

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Teachers Pet-chapter 14: wandering

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chapter 13

I awoke suddenly feeling a cold breeze of air brush my face, I looked around and realized I had fallen asleep outside against the tree, and it was now nighttime. "Crap" I whispered looking down at my watch. It was already 9 o'clock. How had no one questioned where I was? Better yet how had no one seen me? I frowned a bit at the thought no one came to find me. It was freezing too, considering it was Winter, I'm surprised it wasn't snowing yet.

I stood up and grabbed my bag and began to head back inside the castle to head to my dormitory. I let out a deep breath remembering the realization I had come to before I drifted off. I hated having to deal with this now. Well actually, there really was no way to deal with this. Most people that develop...feelings for someone are actually able to work through and maybe act on them. But not I. I was to be stuck with this for however long it decides to stick around. I don't want to jump to conclusions, it's not like I like the man, I just...fancy him. Yeah, fancy that's the perfect word to describe what I felt for Severus. My potions Professor. Oh merlin y/n what is wrong with you!? He's a teacher for heaven's sake. I need to do everything possible to get rid of this feeling, or redirect it somehow.

I finally made it back into my dormitory and quietly took a shower and got ready for bed. My roommates seemed to be pretty heavy sleepers. I stood in the mirror fresh out of the shower and brushed my hair. Looking at the girl before me, the one who has convinced herself somehow, to fall for this cruel man. But he wasn't cruel was he. Not to me at least. I put my dark green nightgown on and slipped on my panties, exiting the bathroom after washing my face and brushing my teeth. I laid a few pats on Hera and gave her a treat, crawling into bed and looking up at my ceiling. How could this have happened? He was so awful to me when we first met, I mean he's awful to everyone, how did I stem feelings from seeing him a couple extra hours, and pleasing him by passing this test? It all seemed to have happened overnight. I began to realize though it didn't happen overnight, I've felt this way since he saved me from detention with Lockhart. Foolish of me. I closed my eyes waiting to drift asleep, but to no surprise, I couldn't. Typical, the one time I need my thoughts to shut up, they don't, they only hinder me from the peaceful release. I did take a rather long nap earlier, so it makes sense. I got up and slipped on some socks and grabbed my wand. I exited the dormitory and walked out into the dungeons. Holy shit it's cold, I thought to myself. "Lumos" I whispered and began walking down the hall, not in the direction of Snape's class. Last thing I would need right now is to run into a certain brooding man. I crossed my arms over my chest to help with the cold feeling, and continued taking a slow stroll through the castle. I could probably easily get caught and would most definitely get some form of punishment, but I didn't really care. It's not like they'd kick me out or something.

I looked out a window as I passed by it and looked out at the forest. I've heard stories of the Forbidden Forest, but I figured it was forbidden for a reason. I did have some desire to explore it one day though, just not tonight. I continued down the hall and looked at all the portraits as they slept. This school really is wondrous. I do miss Beauxbatons. To think if I hadn't been torn from there I may not be in the predicament I found myself in currently. I decided to head to the kitchens to see if the house elves were still in there, or if they too go and sleep, and maybe i'd be able to get a cup of coffee or something. As I headed that way I heard mumbling voices and turned out my wand and clung to the wall, I looked over the corner to see Professor Flitwick and Professor Lockhart conversing as they walked past and continued monitoring the halls, heading towards the Ravenclaw dormitories. I quietly tiptoed once I saw them out of sight and picked up the pace to the kitchen. As I reached the doors I stood on my toes to look through the windows and saw no one inside. I let myself in and walked over to what I hoped was the coffee machine. Now where's the coffee? I went through each cabinet checking where it could be, it didn't help it was dark, but I didn't wanna risk being seen. I opened and closed each cabinet as quietly as possible still having no luck. I squatted down to the very far end cabinet on the bottom but it was locked, hmm this must be where they keep the coffee so no one drinks it, silly I thought, "Alohomora" I whispered pointing my wand to it and heard it click open. Sure enough to my surprise the coffee was indeed in here, It was a special blend so I was guessing it was one of the teachers in specific, I pulled the jar out and put enough into a filter into the pot to make one cup and then added the water, I pressed the power button and took a few minutes to figure out how to work it. Before I pressed brew I thought for a moment and placed a silencing spell on the room.

After what seemed like forever, but in reality was 5 minutes, the coffee was done and I poured it all into a mug I found on the shelf. I blew on it a bit but it was still very hot. I laid it on the counter and cleaned up the machine. I grabbed the coffee tin and went to place it back in its place, as I squatted down I noticed in the back of this cabinet were a few bottles of firewhiskey and wine. Wow the Professors must have some fun around here. I looked at the brown bottles and thought about it for a moment. No I shouldn't If I get caught with that I would actually be kicked out. I left it alone for now and shut the cabinet, locking it and taking my cup from the counter. I headed out of the kitchen checking to make sure no one was near and took the charm off as I left. I began walking down the quiet and cold halls once more. I then had an idea. I made my way all the way to the stairs that led to the Astronomy tower and headed up in it to sit and enjoy the hot beverage. I stood leaning against the wall looking out over the courtyards and rest of the castle, you could see a lot of the school from here, this was probably my favorite place to come in the whole school. All the stars twinkling above. I took a sip of my cup, the hot liquid running down my throat, a sigh of relief as warmth filled my body. It was very cold up here and I wish I had brought my coat.

I looked up at the sky, and my thoughts began to run, I soon realized the only thing on my mind was My professor. How stupid of me to let this happen. I think the worst part was how I knew I would not be able to confide in anyone about these inappropriate feelings, no one would understand, and who knows they may think I'm dreadful and disgusting. I never confided in my father, and stopped confiding in my mother when I realized anytime I did she would ask me what I did that caused this to happen, it was always my fault no matter how many times I was screwed over. The only one I would ever be able to confide in was my sister. We were very close and she always listened and gave me good advice, she was so understanding, kind, and non judgmental. She was a much better person than I. She would have loved this view too, she would have loved Hogwarts, I just know she would have been in Hufflepuff, she'd fit right in with them. Or maybe Griffyndor, she was so brave when it came down to tough situations. My mother would be a Raven claw no doubt, she's very smart and technical. I don't know what my father would be. "Probably a Slytherin that bastard" I said out loud taking another sip. He attended Durmstrang. I cringed at the thought of him being in my house as well. I was nothing like him. He was horrible and vain, not to mention incredibly sexist and probably everything else you could think of. That asshole was such a phony too. He'd act so chill and nice to people, but it was all a facade to hide his cunty side. I grew frustrated just thinking about him.

I began to feel a hot tear slide down my face, my sister would have tried defending him, she was so sweet, she hated when he and I would fight. Always breaking it up and telling me how he wasnt worth it, and even though he's a jerk he was still our father. I was glad to have left him, hopefully I'd never have to see him again, I'd miss having a dad, but not him. I sniffled and a few more tears came down my face. I sat down on one of the ledges and looked out at the moon, it was so beautiful. I wish I could just live on the moon, carefree, peaceful, and quiet. Numb to everything. I wouldt have to live with these new feelings for this man I would never have. I began to cry more thinking about how dreadful my remaining years here at Hogwarts would be if these feelings did not resolve themselves. I want to blame my after for this, if he didnt leave me so damaged maybe I wouldn't be craving the affection and appreciation from this older man. I wiped my tears as they fell remembering the way he smelt, his smile, his hair, his eyes. They were so dark and held great sadness. I could tell he's been through a lot, but he was good at hiding it. I wiped the tears that still flooded down and looked up to the sky. "What do I do? How do I deal with this?" I asked no one, not expecting a direct response, but some sign at least. "Please. I'm not cut out for this type of thing. Why him? Of all the people here why him? What do I do!" I said as I let my frustration take over and began to cry harder, thinking of this beautiful man that I'd never get to touch and have, that I was growing such strong feelings for.

#snape x reader #snape imagine #severusnape #professor snape #snape #severus snape #severusimagine #severus x reader #severus snape x reader #Snape slowburn #slytherin #hogwarts

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fantasyfandommaiden · 5 years

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Adrien’s Mentorship: Telling the Truth

Ladybug didn't know what to expect when Chat Noir asked to talk about something serious with her one night during patrols. She half expected him to confess his undying love for her again, or to have some sort of over the top date planned… She did not expect her partner to be sitting quietly at the top of the Eiffel tower, patiently waiting for her with a serious expression on his face, and an even more serious discussion he wanted to have with her.

In which Chat Noir reveals to Ladybug how someone knows his identity, and how she is giving him the help and attention he needs.

The two hero’s of Paris sat at the top of the Eiffel tower, staring out over the city. Ladybug was waiting for Chat to tell her why he called her here at the end of their patrol, however he seemed hesitant to start, and the more the silence carried, the more she began to worry.

“I have something to tell you, Milady…” he began softly, not looking at her but over the city. Ladybug looked at him with a concerned expression on her face as he continued “And I ask that you don’t interrupt me until I am finished speaking…”

Ladybug looked at her partner, eyebrows furrowed slightly as she nodded “Okay…”

Chat Noir took a deep breath, as if steeling his nerves before he began to speak. “I know secrets are important. I know there are some things you can’t tell me because they arent your secrets to tell, or the Guardian asked you not to, and I get that. It still hurts a lot, but I get that, and secret identities are super important to you, I get it. It hurts that there are so many secrets between the two of us, I’m not going to lie.” he told her softly, his hands gently gripping the edge of the platform where the two of them were sitting.

“That's not what I want to talk about tonight though.” he stated, taking a deep breath “... I’ve gotten a magic mentor, and she knows my identity.”

Ladybug’s eyes widened as she stood up suddenly, staring down at her partner in horror “WHAT?!” she yelled, recoiling slightly when she noticed Chat flinch and his ears fall flat against his head. “Chat how could you let this happen?! Our identities-”

“Are very important, I know. Can you please let me finish?” he asked her, still looking out over Paris and not at her. Ladybug looked at her partner, her concern for her partner over writing her shock.

She slowly sat down, taking a deep breath as her partnered continued.

“I didn’t tell anyone my secret identity, least of all my magic teacher.” he explained “My teacher can see through glamour, and we run in similar circles, so apparently when she saw me up close in person the first time she recognised me…” Chat stated to her “She only told me recently however when she saw that I… wasn't doing well.”

Ladybug looked at Chat, her frown ever present “... why weren't you doing well?” she asked him softly. She knew that this was going into civilian lives territory, but this was her partner! Her best friend… he never really spoke of his home life but she always just assumed he did well for himself with how happy he always was.

“...Without going into detail Bugaboo, my home life isn’t the greatest. I’m not abused or anything, no one hits me or denies me food, but my… parents aren't exactly the warmest towards me.” he explained softly, looking everywhere but at Ladybug. “... The only ones that pay any attention to me at my house are the people who are employed by my parents, and they have to remain professional towards me otherwise they could lose their jobs, they try to be there for me but its just… I don’t really have anyone to give me guidance, or teach me important skills.”

“And then with Master Fu trusting you so much with the Miraculous and getting training from him…” Chat said, frowning “... that hurt too, and she saw that. She saw that, and offered me the chance to teach me.”

He finally looked at Ladybug, his eyes misting over slightly as he tried his hardest not to cry “... she actually takes me out to do things with her not out of obligation or because its her job but because she really, and TRULY wants to. She is teaching me magic to help me become a better asset to you and the fight against Hawkmoth, and she doesnt turn away from me or tune me out when I have questions. Milady, I can tell you have a great support both in and out of the mask, I can just tell…” he looked at her, a sad smile on his face as he sniffled “... I don’t. I NEED this, and I didnt want to keep this from you… so please trust me.”

Ladybug looked at her partner for a long moment. Every single logical part of her brain told her this was a bad idea. Even if Chat has not revealed his identity on purpose, anyone knowing who they were was a danger not only to the hero’s but also the person themselves, but the more she looked at Chat… the more she realised how much he desperately needed this.

“... What's her name?” Ladybug asked him softly, and Chat let out a small sniffle, laughing.

“So, um, funny story. I asked her if I could tell you about my magic lessons, and she agreed under a few conditions, one of which was that I couldn’t use her real name, so I'm going to call her by a fake one, so I chose the name Kiki.”

Ladybug blinked a few times, looking at him in confusion before she let out a small laugh “Please tell me you did not-”

“Name her after Kiki’s Delivery Service? Of course I did Milady, it was such a purfect chance I couldn’t afford to miss it!”

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Adrien didn't know what to expect the five days when he was informed that Mr. Chan wanted to squeeze in another lesson. He knew that Ladybug would have most likely told Master Fu about his new mentor, he hadn’t told her not to.

So he sat there in his room, his knee bouncing as he waited for Master Fu.

“Kid relax, your making ME anxious!” Plagg started with an eye roll.

“He is going to be mad isn't he?” Adrien asked, his leg continuing to bounce “What if he decides I can't be Chat Noir anymore because of this?”

Plagg looked at Adrien with wide eyes, and was about to say something when the door opened and Master Fu walked in, closing the door behind him.

Master Fu looked at Adrien with a neutral expression as he walked up and Adrien found himself gripping his ring tighter. “Master.” Adrien said to him.

“Chat Noir.” Master Fu said, giving a slight bow before he sat down. “Ladybug has informed me that you have recently gained another teacher as of late…”

“Yes.”

“And that they know your identity.”

“... Yes.”

Master Fu let out a small sigh “... I understand the reason for your impatiences Adrien, however to go out and seek a magic teacher when you yourself are already the wielder of a Miraculous was very unwise-”

“I didn’t seek her out.” Adrien interrupted him, giving him a hard look “She came to ME offering ME the chance to learn magic from her. She isn’t afraid to give me the answers I seek, or to give me a chance.” he stated to him.

Master Fu gave Adrien a hard look in return “You do not know if she would even be a good teacher to begin with in regards to the magical arts-”

“Oh, and you would?” Plagg stated, speaking for the first time. Adrien and Master Fu looked at the kwami in shock at his statement as Plagg looked at Fu with an almost condescending expression.

“Tell me Master, what is YOUR qualifications to teach magic exactly~? Sure, your guardian, you have the skills to heal us kwami’s when were sick, and you can now make these magic potions to help me and Tikki get power ups we need in order to fight Hawkmoth, but outside of that, you aren’t exactly Merlin.” Plagg stated as he floated closer to Fu, not stopping till he was no more than three inches from the elderly man’s face.

“But the kids magic teacher? The lady were gonna be calling ‘Kiki’ whenever we talk about her? She is a real, genuine, bonafide, born and raised mage.” Plagg stated, smirking widely as Fu’s eyes widened noticeably. “I couldn’t tell at first, since she was hiding it so well, but now that she doesn't bother to hide it with me and the kid around? The air vibrates with the amount of magic she emmits!” Plagg exclaimed, continuing to smirk. “In regards to teaching magic, you could barely hold a candle to her.”

“Plagg, there is no need to be disrespectful-” Adrien tried to intervene.

“No kid, I am not being disrespectful. I’m being truthful.” Plagg stated, not taking his eyes off Fu. “We aren't gonna find a better magic teacher than Kiki anywhere close. If you're not gonna teach my kitten a useful skill, at least someone is, if you aren't happy about it, too bad. You can’t control what Adrien does outside of the mask.”

#Adrien's Mentorship AU #ML AU #Ladybug AU #Ladybug #Adrien Agreste #master fu #marinette dupain cheng #Chat Noir

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oh-goldeneyes · 5 years

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CNCO comforting their s/o after fans are harsh on them

Requested? Yes! By @prettyboypimentel

(I thought this was a great idea btw)

Warning: none ?

Christopher

- probably started happening recently

- like a week or two now

- you don't really pay attention to them tbh

- you knew this was going to happen when you agreed to go out with Chris

- so you were fine with it

- -until Chris said something reallyyy dumb

- you'd be on the couch together watch a movie one night

- when the girl on the screen is seen cheating on her husband with another guy

- Chris kinda laughs and goes " damn she should stay with that one he's WAAY hotter just saying"

- you got reminded of all the messages saying Chris was probably cheating on you with someone else since he was a bit of a mujeriego

- you got really quite all of a sudden

- Chris looked over at you like "Estás bien, bebé?"

- you just smiled before rushing upstairs to your shared room saying you weren't feeling good

- you could hear his footsteps behind you so you quickly rushed into the bathroom

- he started calling out for you from the other side but all you could focus on was your phone which was now full of those messages

- Chris was knocking softly on the door begging for you to talk to him

- I can practically hear his heart shattering when you walk out with red eyes and a tear stained face

- "ay bebé, please tell me what's wrong it kills me to see you like this"

- he says pulling you into his lap and sitting on the bed

- when you do tell him what's wrong... his face is so full of emotions

- he looks angry, confused , sad , disappointed

- he lifts you head up with his finger and smiles softly

- " you want to know why I stopped being like that? Going after any girl who showed any interest in me and then doing it all over the next time we go out? Carajo Y/N it's because I met you. And - and I realized I didnt want any other girl, I wanted you. No amount of hate comments or edited pictures are EVER going to change that, bebé"

- and now you're both crying

- I dont think he'd go off on a rant on social media but you can expect a picture of both of you on his Instagram later with the caption:

- " oh yeah you're stuck with me for a looong time count on that "

Richard

- Oh, homeboy notices

- you two would be on your way home from a date when you’re phone vibrates

- He sees your face go from giggly to sad REAL quick

- You close your phone and keep joking around with him hoping he didn’t notice

- Once you guys are at a red light he says he forgot to tell Chris or Joel something and if he can borrow your phone since his is in the back seat for some reason

- you let him and he goes straight to Twitter

- 4 words my friends

- RICHARD

- IS

- NOT

- HAPPY

- Clouded a bit by his anger he asks you about it immedieatly

- like “??? WTF is this???”

- oH SHIt

- trying to convince him it’s nothing and he should just drop it

- yeah, you just fueled the fire

- “drop it? DROP IT?! How can I drop this Y/N they’re literally calling you a slut how AM I GOING TO DROP THIS!”

- You two ended up in a heated argument on your way back home

- Once back at the house you don’t feel like fighting anymore

- “RICHARD there are SO MANY fans who actually like me ok? They’re just - just not as noticeable when 3/4 of them are saying the opposite..”

- He feels like a dick

- He should’ve talked about it with you not attack you on it

- Apologizes before bringing you into is arms letting you shed as many tears as you needed into his chest

- When you’ve both calmed down, you actually talk about it

- Probably heads to Twitter and says something along the lines of

- “ The worst feeling in the world? Having the people who support you hurt the love of your life”

- when you wake up the next day the amount of compliments you got over shadowed the mean ones by a long shot

Zabdiel

- I feel like you 2 would be the couple who tells each other everything you know?

- so when they started bothering you he’d know

- THAT IS... until they started getting worse

- you didn’t tell him about it after a while so he thought it was getting better or no longer happening

- poor sweet clueless bb

- every night when you felt Zabdiel holding you closer you’d think back to all those tweets saying shit like

- “Wow can’t believe I’m saying this but can we get Gwen back?sjsks”

- he’d start to worry he did something wrong when he feels you getting distant

- so one day ya’ll are binge wathcing the Harry Potter movies and half-way through the goblet of fire you’re phone vibrates

- you were in the kitchen so he decided to look at it

- “probably her mom again”

- SURPRISE it’s not your mom

- Get’s teary eyed just seeing what his fans think of you

- we know Zabdi is one sentimental boi

- you come back with more popcorn and find him looking sadly at your phone and you freak

- grabbing out of his hands and quickly trying to delete the messages even though it’s too late

- the damage is done : he’s seen them

- You have your back to him and hear him getting up off the couch

- at this point you’re both holding back tears cuz neither of you want to talk about it

- You both stand there in complete silence for a few minutes until you feel him tugging you into his chest

- and every ounce of strength you’ve had over the past few days trying to keep it together breaks right then and there

- You’re knees feel week and you’re both slowly sliding to the ground crying into each other

- You feel him turning you around and putting your foreheads together

- “ay... ay mi amor. Why didn’t you tell me? You tell me every thing... why- why not this?”

- So you tell him everything you’ve been feeling for the past week and his heart breaks a little every time your voice would crack

- You both fall asleep on the couch holding each other tight while the beginning of the order of the Phoenix played in the background

- He doesn’t go to social media for this, he just focuses on seeing you smile for the next few days and he makes you promise to tell you every thing and he’ll do the same

- guys I’m crying why do I do this to myself

Joel

- Buckle up

- he knows when his baby isn’t feeling well

- prides himself on it haha

- like you don’t have the time to tell him you’re sick and he’s already serving you chicken noodle soup

- so when you don’t finish vine references with him on time he like ???

- Doesn’t know how to ask you what’s wrong

- does he ease into the question or just go straight forward with it??

- he decides to finally ask you when he sees you distracted for the sixth time that day

- tbh you don’t know how to tell him either

- how do you tell your boyfriend you don’t think you deserve to be with him because you aren’t talented enough or EXTREMELY hot or funny or anything

- how do you tell him the people who support him the most got those ideas in your head...

- So you lie and tell him some shitty other story

- “uM... I saw a duck ....in the park...the other day that kind of looked like.... Richard??”

- Yeah, not buying it

- So he starts to insist on what’s wrong and GOD he is not making this easy on you

- after like 9 minutes of him asking what’s wrong and asking you if you don’t trust him anymore you just start shedding tears

- he’s too sweet you really don’t deserve him

- he goes into panic mode

- “shit I made her cry oh- no shit shitshit asshole - fuck”

- You tell him it’s not him that’s making you sad (he said that out loud dummy)

- you take a deep breath and let everything you`re feeling out

- Joel gets emotional because he used to feel those things about himself too

- Hugs you so tight, as if if he let go the world around him would crush you

- Carries you to your shared bed and wraps you into a burrito using the blankets

- Holds you in his arms again and spends the whole night telling you all of the reasons why he loves you

- Once you’re asleep this bb DIVES to Twitter

- to everyone’s surprise not to rant or fight with the CNCOwners

- he posts a video of he filmed of you balancing a chopstick on your nose and failing many times while he’s laughing hard on the other side of the camera

- the caption?

- “ I’m gonna marry you one day, I swear”

- (I’m melting guys)

Erick

- CLUELESS BABY BOYYY

- The minute you guys announced you were together the fans went crazy

- most of them really happy for you two they saw how happy you made Erick and loved you instantly

- ... the other half.... not so nice

- by that I mean hitting you straight in the insecurities... and HARD

- “ oof chubby much?” “seriously he could have anyone and he goes for THAT?” “awn she really thought she looked cute in this picture HAHA”

- yeah...

- so everyday whenever Erick told you a joke (cuz he loves seeing his baby smile) he noticed you’re smile wasn’t the same

- no matter how good you were at faking them, your eyes held so much sadness it made him sad

- so he tried to cheer you up by coming home early one day

- oh boy

- he’s outside the door leading to your shared bedroom when he hears a sob from the other side

- he rushes in and sees your phone buzzing next to you

- and there you are your knees hugging your chest and you head down

- you look up and see him standing there

- *sniffling* “Erick? Que haces I thought you were getting here late-”

- he’s holding you in his arms

- letting you cry into his shoulder as he peeks over to see your phone

- his heart breaks into a million pieces

- he’s holding the love of his life (he’s sure of it guys) , his world in his arms and the reason you’ve been upset all this time is because of his fans

- he doesn’t understand

- how can someone not love you?

- The way your nose crinkles when you smile, or your singing voice that sounds like angels to him no matter what you say, or even the corny jokes you two share all the time... your eyes that hold all the stars in the sky to Erick

- he doesn’t understand one bit

- he finds himself also crying into your neck

- You tried to explain yourself but he shushes you telling you it’s ok, he’s there and he’s not leaving

- and that he loves you

- so so much

- *actually crying while writing this*

#cnco #cncowners #cnco fanfic #cnco imagine #erick brian colon #christopher velez #joel pimentel #zabdiel de jesus #richard camacho #cnco headcanon #la banda cnco #la banda #la banda yoandri #yoandri #johann vera

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ask-dancer-jimin-blog · 7 years

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Promise (yoonseok)

HAHAHAHAHA I CAME UP WITH THIS IDEA OUT OF NOWHERE AND DEPRESSED MYSELF HAHAHAHA ;u; Bare with me it isn’t the best one-shot since I rushed it and I typed it all out of my phone! But here it is! YOONSEOK FLUFF AND ANGST IN ONE

Name: Promise Rated: T for kissing and minor cursing Pairing: Yoonseok (Yoongi x Hoseok) Summary: He had disappeared on him out of nowhere after a promise that they would find each other no matter what. A promise to make each other happy before one lf them was to leave. A promise Yoongi thought would never be complete until one day Hoseok comes back to him, but nothing is ever as perfect as it seems

note: I didn’t edit for typos sorry ;u; my bad

hurried footsteps echoed in an empty alley way accompanied by ragged breathes and laughter. Behind the trashcans that were blocking the view of what was behind two male around 17 wriggled their way behind revealing a ratty mattress, a small fire and a couple of useless items lying around. The chuckles were barely audible as the two boys tried to regain their breathe and slumped themselves on the mattress, limbs accidentally tangling. Of course, they didn’t mind given that they huddle closer together hands holding and fingers lacing.

“H-Hyung, were gonna…end up getting…beat up really bad one day”, one of them giggled. Soft orange locks slightly parted on his face, honey brown eyes, and a heart shaped smile. Even as he’d said those words, he was smiling widely, even when some blood dripped from his forehead, a small cut at his bottom lip The other male in front of him snickered a bit before gently passing his thumb gently over the small cut on the others lip.

“You say that, but you don’t sound very concerned, Hoseok”, the boy, this one having black locks and dark brown eyes, motioned. The other blushed furiously at the small innocent action, pouting a bit.

“Y-Yongi hyung, d-don’t baby me”, Hoseok muttered, but deep down he like when Yoongi cared for his like this. Small delicate touches, treating him like he was delicate and precious. He didn’t have time to say anything further when soft lips pressed against his own. Hoseok didn’t even flinch bringing both his hands after unlacing their fingers to Yoongi’s cheeks to sigh softly into the kiss. Yoongi, his precious and caring boyfriend. “What’s this about?”

“Spoiling my baby s'all” he chuckled especially when Hoseok hit him playfully on the arm and brought their lips together for a simple chaste kiss.

“Babe, you’re the one that’s really hurt. We barely made it out from stealing those goods from the store. Was it really worth it? We have like stuff at our houses, you just like to cause trouble”, Hoseok sighed sitting up to examine the elder’s injuries. He slightly lifted his shirt, groaning when he noticed the dark purple bruise ln his boyfriend’s pale skin. Yoongi snatched his shirt back down, pulling the other against his chest.

“Yah, hyung, let me treat you”, the younger protested, but not really putting up much of a fight.

“It’s fine, Hobi. We both like trouble that’s why were so good together. You aren’t so innocent, baby”, he muttered. Hoseok just laughed since he really couldn’t deny that was a fact, but soon the laughter died and Yoongi was taken aback by the sniffles and the shaking male in his arms.

“Hobi…Babe, why are you crying?” the black haired male questioned as he sat up bring the male along with him. Hoseok only smiled even as tears dripped down his face.

“It’s nothing, hyung. I’m just…I want to be with you forever”, he whispered and Yoongi felt hos heart clench at the genuine love and affection behinds those words. He tightened his grip on the male nuzzling his nose into the younger’s hair.

“and we will be”, he promised.

“Yoongi hyung, promise me that if we ever part, we’ll always find each other. That when we’re sad or suffering, we’ll do everything to make sure the other is happy before we leave each other. Promise you’ll try and fufill your dream to become a producer! You’re so good, hyung, he muttered into the male’s neck.

The request had been strange to say the least. His dream was childish and not many actually made it. But the way Hoseok was clutching onto his shirt waiting for a positive response, he couldn’t being himself to not accept the conditions. He could never say no to Hoseok.

"I promise, Hobi. I love you”, he muttered letting his hand wander into the younger’s hair.

“I love you too, hyung”.

~~xXXx~~

Yoongi awoke with a start, breaking into a cold sweat, his heart thumping wildly. He would have been annoyed at having woken up that early, but the dream it was just like he remembered it. It had been at least 7 years since he had that dream. That dream had haunted him almost every night for three years since that faithful night Hoseok had just disappeared from his life. Leaving nothing behind fro Yoongi but a broken heart and so many questions.

Yoongi spent five years searching, asking around for any clues for any traces of where he could be, but lost hope soon after. He was gone and Yoongi resigned himself to the fact that he wasn’t coming back. He was now 27, 10 years since that night, living in a crappy apartment with a crappy job as a cashier at Walmart. He released a shaky breathe, passing a hand at his hair. Why now? It had been 7 years since the last time he had this dream. Why now of all times dod it have to come back and remind him of what he’d lost.

He looked at the clock on his bed side and sighed. At lear he didn’t need the alarm since he was a minute early to wake up time. He shut off the alarm before it dare to noisily ring and dragged himself from under the covers. It was 6 in the morning. Too early, but when you’re a lowly employee with minimum wage, you it was never supposed to feel early if you were getting money to get by.

He slid his work shirt on lazily, pulling on the khaki pants he’d left on the floor the previous day he’s gotten off of work. He wasn’t in the mood or had energy enough to dig through his drawer for a clean pair. All he knew was today was probably going to be a shitty day given that it was already off with a bitter start. He’d finished getting ready after brushing his teeth, and went took the bus to work. And just like he’d expected everything was a shit storm at work.

People had decided that today was bring-your-most-annoying children to Walmart day and he had to go around the whole store rearranging toys that had fallen from where kids would pull them off. Had to pick up clothes that had been pulled off their hangers by annoying children and had to put back food items that kids had slipped into the cart that they’re mothers were probably to lazy to return back to their original shelf and simply chose to hide between crevices.

Not only that, but he had apparently yelled at a customer when he’d simply asked that she keep her rowdy kids in check. The woman had been offended, creating this whole story to incriminate Yoongi as she reported him to his manager. After a good scolding, his manager found it wise to send him hime early. So there he was trying not to explode at his manager as he angrily gathered his shitty cold dinner he was going to eat for lunch break and threw it in the trash as he stormed out of Walmart, having lost at least 3 hrs of work.

As soon as he’d gotten home, he’d decidedly that a good angry nap was his best option after such a shitty day, as he slumped on his bed, after throwing his tight pants off. He didnt know when he’d dozed off, but he knew he’d probably taken the meaning of nap to the next level since his clock showed 3pm. He barely registered that someone must have been knocking on his door for a few minutes until he heard a quick hello’s mumbled into the crevice of the door.

He was still upset from work, but pulled himself up, dragging himself to the door, grumbling the whole way. He swung the door open not really wanting his greeting to sound so venemous or make it obvious that he desired no visitors, but failing as he hissed out a “what?”

“H-Hi hyung…Uh…long time not see?” he heard a voice mutter quietly and was that embarrasmment? Yoongi felt himself suddenly freeze. That voice was familiar, too familiar. He slowly went to look up, finding a handsome young man. Brown hair, tall, but Yoongi could never forget those eyes and that smile. Those honey brown eyes and heart shaped smile. He felt his throat go dry, his eyes stinging. This had to be another dream. He was probably still napoing and soon he’s wake and he would be alone.

“H-Hobi….Hoseok?” he barely managed to choke out as he eyed at the male before him incredulously. The male got over his embarrassment as a fond smile splayed on his lips. He nodded slowly his own tears welling in his eyes.

“Yes, hyung. I finally found you”, he muttered. Yoongi fonally released a sob before pulling the male in and slamming the door shut before pushing Hoseok against it before crashing their lips together. He was cold to the touch, but his lips were so familiar still the same as he remembered. And he was here and that’s all that mattered. Yoongi didn’t question him. Didnt think to pry answers because Hoseok had kept his promise to find him and here they were reunited again.

Hoseok clutched onto his Yoongi’s shirt the same way he had that nightt 10 years ago, and Yoongi felt so relieved. “H-Hyung I-”, he sobbed agains the elder’s lips.

“Shhh, baby, you don’t have to say anything right now”, the elder had whispered and Hoseok nodded bringing their bodies closer, the coldness of the other, comforting him. “Just…Don’t leave…Stay with me”, the elder pleaded.

“Of course”.

~~xXXx~~

“Hyung! I want to go to the zoo!” Hoseok announced one morning that Yoongi had gotten the day off. The black haired make gave the younger a strange glance.

“We’re a little old for that, don’t you think?” he questioned teasingly as Hoseok pouted and crossed his arms childishly. Yoongi felt a fond smile slip onto his lips. It had been three months since Hoseok had been staying with him and he was extremely happy like he’d never been before. And Hoseok was still adorably childish. Hoseok let a mischievous smirk slip onto his lips before he went to hug Yoongi around the waist. “You know. Didnt you once say you liked spoiling your baby. Baby doesn’t feel very spoiled”, he whined.

Yoongi chuckled, rolling his eyes at Hoseok’s antics knowing well he was going to give in. “Fine! We’ll go to the stupid zoo”, he sighed feigning irritation, Hoseok knew him well as he cheered loudly and urged Yoongi for them to get going. The only thing that Yoongi found different about Hoseok was that he’d be oddly quiet when they were in public,he was content with staring, eyes wide in wonder. Yoongi didn’t mind, but it was just something new.

“I’ll wait for you inside! I get in for free. Just buy your ticket, here”, Hoseok said as they approached the ticket booth. Yoongi didn’t have time to question the male before he was excitedly rushing past the gates of the zoo entrance. By the time the elder caught up to him, Hoseok was fawning over the seals, given that Yoongi could hear his laughter from miles away. It was an enjoyable day, Yoongi wasn’t an animal person, but seeing Hoseok squeak in fear at the elephants and snakes was a good reward especially when the younger clung to him as if his life depended on jt.

Hoseok would urge Yoongi to eat, but never really ate himself even when Yoongi asked if he wanted anything, the male would simply shake his head and smile. “Babe, you sure you’re not hungry?”

“Babe, I’m fine! I’m too excited to even think about eating”, he laughed before leaning down to peck at the elder’s lips. And so it became a routine. Everytime Yoongi would get a day off, they’d go off someplace to have a date or simply enjoy themselves. The places they’d go to would be them taking turns going places they’ve always wanted to go together. They were both so happy together, even playfully fighting and cuddling in bed after an exhausting day out. And when they felt lazy, they’d stay in watching movies and Hoseok would cook them dinner. They wouldnt have it any other way.

One night, as they lay together at midnight, huddle close with arms wrapped around each other, legs tangled in the familiar way they were accustomed. “Hobi, don’t you miss your family. Maybe we should invite your mother over sometime”, he whispered lovingly to his ear, kissing softly down his neck. He felt the male tense slightly before he took the elder’s chin in his hand to smile at him. Yoongi hadn’t notice how those eyes seemed always so loving every time they looked at him.

But of course Yoongi worried. All the time they’ve spent together, he’d never once seen him call anyone, he doesn’t think he’s ever seen Hoseok with a phone. It was more than simply suspicious, it made the elder feel a foreboding feeling and he constantly felt nervous as some of the things his boyfriend did. Some odd behaviors and sometimes just how he refused to talk a lot when in public or around too many people, but once alone he’d be talking nonstop constantly. Now that he remembered, he had yet to get answers. Sure he’d told the younger that he had nothing to explain, but honestly now he was getting curious There was something mysterious about his sudden appearance.

“Don’t worry. I call her all the time, hyung. I usually check up on family while your in the restroom so we don’t waste any of our time together when we go out. She’ll visit one day. I promise. Now how about you head to bed. You have work at the amazing Walmart as the super cool manager extraordinaire”, he teased and Yoongi gave him a withering look suddenly forgetting all his worries, all his doubts fading to the back of his mind.

“You’re stupid”, he mumbled. Hoseok laughed as he nuzzled into the black haired male’s neck, kissing his nape softly.

A year had finally gone by and it happened to be the very day Hoseok had first left him and then strangely noticed it was the day he reappeared at his doorstep. Yoongi had just gotten off of work, excited for yet another movie night with his boyfriend although he always pretended to hate only so they younger would pull him between his legs on the couch and cuddle with him as an ‘apology’. Hoseok however knew the elder just wanted to cuddle.

The black haired male climbed the steps towards his apartment, grimly looking at the sky. It was getting a dark gray and the elder hated the fact that he could already here the soft pattering of the rain beginning to fall. He blinked in confusion noticing someone standing by his door. The figure heard his footsteps as she looked at him. The male, although noticing she was older, wiser looking, he could recognize Hoseok’s mother anytime. Her dark brown and white pepered hair was in a bun, a gentle smile at her lips, clutching tightly onto a box as if it were a lifeline.

“You must be, Min Yoongi. The boy my baby had gone to school with…ah no. You’re the boyfriend he adored, aren’t you?” she asked softly, hands slightly trembling as she neared to caress his cheek lovingly. Yoongi was taken aback as she met her eyes which were filled with nostalgia and a bit of regret.

“Yes that’s me. Why don’t you come in and I’ll prepare some tea? I hope you weren’t waiting long”, he smiled back as she nodded gratefully.

“Thank you dear. It took me quite a while to find you. I’d very much like to speak with you”. And for some reason Yoongi didn’t like the sound of that, but still nodded as he opened the door and guided her inside.

A few hours later, Yoongi finally guided Hoseok’s mother out, dry tears at his face, sobs still threatening to spill from his lips, and now he clutched tightly onto the box the older woman had held firmly in her own hands a while back. “You truly are such a wonderful young man, Yoongi. J can see why Hoseok was so enamored. He loves you, you know?” she muttered, her own tears at her eyes as she leaned to kiss him on the cheek.

“Treasure them. Those letters and photos I saved all this time. Hobi, didn’t know I kept them, when he thought he threw them away”, she smiled and Yoongi nodded im a silent promise. She gave him a final wave climbing down the steps and into to the rain, a vehicle already waiting for her and then she was gone.

~~xXXx~~

The storm had gotten worse, rain pouring heavily as Yoongi had climbed down the steps sittig at the bottom, soaking, but remaining silent as he clutched onto the box still in his hands. “Babe! oh my goodness! You’re gonna get sick. What are you even doing out here, silly”, Hoseok’s voice caught him out of trance. He felt the younger who was also soaking place a hand at his shoulder as Yoongi refused to look at him. “babe?” Hoseok muttered.

“H-How l-long?” Yoongi’s voice cracked as Hoseok blinked at him in confusion stepping slightly back. He tried to read his posture trying to see if he could see any part of his face, but then his eyes wandered to the box, a familiar item. He didn’t know what was inside, but he finally came to an understanding as to what his boyfriend was asking.

“Babe-” he began to say, but the words died right at his throat when Yoongi looked up at him with the most broken expression he’s ever seen since they were young. So much pain and sorrow he could no longer whisk away because he was sure the male had found out.

“Hobi…how long?” the elder pleaded, a sob finally breaking through, his body shaking, and eyes pleading as he looked at the younger. “how much time…” he began to say before breaking into a coughing and wheezing fit, trying desperately to calm his cries. Hoseok was patient and said nothing as Yoongi’s eyes scrunched up in pure pain sadness and loss.

“hobi…how long have you been…dead?”

The silence is defeaning, but the rain pounding down on the concrete makes it far more overwhelming. Hobi’s expression finally breaks into a sad smile, the rain has become a light sprinkling and suddenly he looks far younger, far shorter. Just like he did when they were teenagers. As if he had been under a spell the entire time and now it just faded and broke. He saw Hoseok’s true form.

“7 years”, he mutters letting his hands fall to his sides limply. Defeated even.

For the longest time, Yoongi doesn’t say anything, he simply looks at the box and he cries and yells and Hoseok sobs into his hands because there’s nothing he can do now that the truth is out. Because the fact of the matter is that he’s dead and Yoongi is alone, Broken and alone that all this time he’s been living a dream. A dream that had been far too beautiful far too perfect. “How? And why did you disappear on me? Why didn’t you tell me? WHY?!” and suddenly the elder is yelling because he’s desperate and upset and hurt.

Hoseok looks at him tears falling down his cheeks, but he simply walks towards yoongi and kneels before him and the elder does nothing but let the younger hold his face and kiss his forehead before he reaches to grasp his hands tightly. He takes a shaky breathe before he musters the courage to explain himself.

“I was ill, Yoongi. I was fighting a terminal illness. My parents forced me to move with them to get treated and I…I was going to ask you to run away with me…but. I thought about it when you said we’d be together forever. I knew it would be a lie because I would leave you behind and I couldn’t force you to watch me die. I lived longer than I should have, desperately keeping myself alive until I could see you one last time, but I couldn’t much longer and every letter I wrote never got sent because I would be hurting you. I loved you and I still do. I just couldn’t hurt you”, he sobbed.

Yoongi threw himself in his arms, hugging him. All those three years he’d had nighhmares was Hoseok desperately staying alive to be able to see him. So they could find each other and make their promise. “I came to you like that because I couldn’t leave without keeping our promise, hyung. The promise that’d we’d make each other happy before we left each other. I found you through years of wandering without a memory of who I was, but then something bothered me and then I felt your sorrow and how undeniably sad you were and everything came back to me and I just realized I had unconsciously refused to leave because I had unfinished business. I wanted to see you, yearned to be by your side one last time or even just a bit more. To keep my promise to you. But i didn’t make you happy and instead I’ve caused you immense pain”, he muttered ashamed.

It all made sense. The way he was content with just watching Yoongi eat, making sure he was always happy and tended for. The outings to places meant for teenagers and children when it was Hoseok’s turn to choose their date place. The way he didn’t speak in public to avoid the elder from looking crazy for probably talking to someone no one but him could see. The reason he was always cold to the touch and would always already be inside places without paying. Because he wasn’t alive anymore:

Yoongi grasped his face, shaking his head and peppering kisses on his face and lips. “No baby, you didn’t. Spending this year with you had made me the happiest man alive. I’ve never been this happy since you left my side…but please Hobi…don’t leave me”, he begged a new wave of tears fallig down his eyes. Hoseok smiled at him hugging just a bit tighter than before, orange locks sticking to his face from the rain still pouring.

“Hyung, you know I can’t. It’s finally time for me to go. I wish I could stay by your side just like this, but my business was over, my last wish fulfilled”, he whispered. Yoongi knew there was no way he could be cruel and force him to stay when this world wasn’t for him to live in.

“I love you, Hobi. And I always will”, the black haired male muttered. Hoseok separated from him and smiled brightly as if he’d been yearning to hear those words. Their words of parting when the younger male was still alive.

Hoseok brought their lips together in one more kiss. A kiss that meant everything, desperate but so full of love.

“I love you too, hyung. Alwyas and forever. Never forget that I’ll always be here”, he pointed to where the elder’s heart should be. And then Yoongi noticed that Hoseoke was fading slowly, loving eyes and the most beautiful bright smile. “Hobi”, Yoongi cried out as Hoseok was finally gone. Gone for good. Yoongi would never love anyone more than he loved Hoseok. Because he was the love of his life. Made his life full of color when it was dull and miserable. Hoseok had been his hope and his angel. And he’d never forget that and their love as long as he was alive.

He brought himself up onto his feet, lips tingling. He ribbed the box in his hands as he climbed the step leading to his apartment. It was time to move on.

~~xXXx~~

A knock at the door interrupted Yoongi as he typed as the laptop in his office. He sighed heavily, but urged the person inside. “Producer Min, Jeon Jungkook is waiting for you for recording and further discussion of the contract”, the young woman motioned to him apologetic for interrupting him.

“Ah great, tell him I’ll be with him now”, he smiled gently as she nodded and scurried out and closed the door with a soft click. He closed his laptop fixing his suit jacket as he chuckled to himself. Before taking deciding to leave he looked over at the edge of his desk a picture in a frame as he looked at orange locks and honey brown eyes with the same beautiful heart shaped smile he fell in love with. “We did it, Hobi”. He smiled fondly before sighing contentedly and walking out of the office.

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primadonnatartuffe · 7 years

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RYAN: *leads jack outside the building to places unknown, mostly because she's forgotten what's in this area of town. but she doesn't care too much about where they're going anyway, she just wants to talk. she's quiet for a long moment, holding onto his arm and entirely too focused on that.*

RYAN: sooOOOooo...

JACK: *Glad to follow her down the riverside outlets. It's where the hotel was at after all. Also, Jack has no idea what the sights look like. He's just going by the sounds. The water's not too far off and the fancy high end restuarants are playing music.* This is nice. *comments, letting his cane tap at the pavement.*

RYAN: yeah.

RYAN: yeah thats what i was thinking too.

RYAN: haha...

RYAN: *keeps stealing glances before she makes herself focus ahead.* i didnt expect to see you here. or everyone else really... but i guess i was hoping.

RYAN: even though i was pretty much terrified of it too?

JACK: *Oblivious to her stealing glances.* I expected it. And I figured it would be more managable to rip at it like a bandaid.

JACK: Done.

JACK: Quick, fast, and in a hurry.

JACK: Everyone you ever took issue with all in one room. What happens next will blow your fucking mind...

JACK: Which was nothing.

JACK: It was painless, more or less. Just like collecting laundry.

RYAN: yeah. *laughs a little about it.* i dont really get why though...

JACK: *tilts his head as if considering* Maybe we were all just waiting for you.

RYAN: *looks at him again, brows knit and curious.* did you think id come back...?

JACK: For a while I didn't know. *he looks on* But then I did.

JACK: And it turned out alright.

RYAN: *coming back has been an emotional time, something she's mostly kept to herself, but hearing that makes it ooze out just a little as her throat constricts and her eyes water. it hurts worse to hold it back, but she's still trying.* i...

RYAN: yeah.

RYAN: haha... i guess it did.

JACK: *He can hear the emotion coiling in her voice. Something that would have made him apprehensive and uncertain before... was now reflecting back at Jack with the most clarity he's ever had experience with. He found himself feeling the pain with her, like he had always meant to.*

JACK: *squeezes at her arm.* Some place to sit would be nice.

JACK: Any benches around?

RYAN: oh shit right. yeah. *clears her throat and guides him to the nearest one. luckily there's plenty of places to sit in such a scenic area. she slides onto the bench, still holding him at the end of her arm.*

RYAN: pop a squat.

JACK: *And pops a squat he does.* Thanks.

RYAN: *can't help thinking back on that day on lauctis when they met on a bench just like, deciding to run away from it all. it's funny to her how they wound up running still, in completely different directions, and yet here they are again... she's probably overthinking it. but she still finds herself leaning on him a little bit.*

RYAN: is it alright if i asked what happened? with your eyes?

JACK: *He feels her lean on him and it's nice. Familiar. He's smiling a little.* I went fucking blind.

RYAN: ... listen.

RYAN: dont be a bitch.

RYAN: *wheezes gently*

JACK: *He's smiling more.* I've always been a little bit of a bitch.

RYAN: no fucking kidding... goddamn. *well, she's grinning. it feels good to goof off. she hasn't had fun in a long while.*

RYAN: here i am trying to have a serious conversation here... and you go and sass me.

JACK: Life has been too serious for my taste. *taps his fingers along the head of his cane.* It could stand to light up about some things.

RYAN: now thats the smartest thing ive heard all damn day. *giggles*

RYAN: ive been so... gloomy lately. and worried about coming home.

RYAN: everything just went to shit out there.

RYAN: itd be nice to have some fun again.

RYAN: *sways a bit, nudging against him* we used to have a lot of fun together right?

JACK: Yeah. I remember. *He thinks he can smell her perfume as she nudges at him. Tickling at some fondly meloncholy memories.* I'm having fun right now.

RYAN: heh... me too. *rests her head on his shoulder as she continues to sway, humming along with the music in the distance.*

JACK: *Just listens to her, stirring in the pleasant swirl of his thoughts. Sometimes it was just nice to sit like this... existing.*

RYAN: *resumes like this for a few quiet moments, enjoying the comfort of a familiar presence, and the promise that things would be alright. but she does eventually speak up again, though her voice is soft.*

RYAN: i missed you.

JACK: *Taking everything into consideration, it all boiled down to one simple fact for Jack.* Yeah. I missed you too.

RYAN: *looks up at him with her cheek still resting against his shoulder and smiles. she's still melancholic, reflecting on the past. everything that went wrong, between them, and for the both of them individually. but it feels bittersweet. already, it felt like old wounds were healing, and she's so glad she decided to come back.*

RYAN: im gonna stick around this time.

JACK: *He finds himself smiling again. Glad that when she spoke, the messages stopped being so complicated in his head.* I'm proud of you, Ryan.

JACK: Now... all that's left to do is go up.

RYAN: *the words seem to strike her right through the heart. her smile widens, and the laughter that bubbles out of her is watery all over again. the last thing she ever expected to hear when she came back was that someone was /proud/ of her. it's not like he knew just how badly she fucked up (as far as she knows) so maybe he just doesn't understand... but shit, she'll accept how it makes her feel a lit

RYAN: tle less like a failure.* yeah... hahaha... fuck. *wipes at her eyes, trying to avoid messing up her make up too bad. stupid tears.*

JACK: *brings his hand up, disregarding how smudged her make up might become and just... holds her to him. Letting her curl and sniffle and do whatever else she needed to do.*

RYAN: *no... she's going to fight him for being so sweet. like it's all so effortless. there's so many feelings she never forgot surfacing once again, making her heart race, but she didn't really expect anything like this to ever happen. she does curl against him as her tears fall, placing her hand over his and squeezing tight.*

JACK: *The quiet is heavy, disrupted only by the sound of music in the distance. In the end, Jack squeezes her hand in return. Continuing to stroke her hair with his other.* It's not much...

JACK: But the good news is the worst is over.

JACK: I hope you know that.

RYAN: *exhales, trying to steady the tears and the shake of her breathing. she ultimately smiles again, nuzzling against him.* i do now.

JACK: That's a relief. *hums* Of course. People usually cry when they have their faces pressed to my tits.

JACK: It's a normal thing.

JACK: A fate I have come to accept.

RYAN: *snrk...* okay cool so you wont be offended if i wipe my snot all over your tacky shirt here.

JACK: I've had worse wiped on me. It's fine.

RYAN: hehehe... actually its kind of growing on me. i dont think ill desecrate it. *smooths a hand over the fabric, which incidentally his chest is underneath it.*

JACK: *He's still as solid as ever. Workouts are kind of mandatory nowadays...* I'm sure it's a nice shirt. It's pretty good at soaking as far as I know.

RYAN: *god fucking bless these pecs. pat pat...* now it sounds like you want me to blow my nose into your tiddies.

RYAN: weird kink... but i guess i know of weirder.

JACK: *He's at such peace right now.* Correction-- crying on tiddies. That's what really gets me going.

RYAN: oh baby... then why dont we go back to your place put on some marley and me and really heat things up.

JACK: Hm. Can't say I'm very into dogs dying. Sorry.

JACK: *says this but he sounds amused.*

RYAN: okay then what would be your preferred method of inducing tears?

JACK: I daresay we have time and science on our hands.

JACK: Maybe it should be looked into.

RYAN: *internal wheezing.* well /i/ daresay you might be onto something there.

RYAN: i gotta take you home at some point anyway.

JACK: *All of Jack's smiles look too smug. It's a great feeling.* Excellent segueway.

RYAN: *she wants to punch his smug face!! with her mouth!!* why thank you. ;)

RYAN: gimme your address ill call a cab.

JACK: *And so... he does just that.*

#invincibleDetective #in which the worst is over now #after the valentines day party

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