#which mean I’ll cry when the third years graduate and thats fine

[galaxy-of-me]

bro they are boyfriends

#yowapeda #original posts #im on a roll haha #ALMOST AT TH E END OF SEASON 2!!! #which mean I’ll cry when the third years graduate and thats fine

[k0dzukwen]

ʚ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐞 ɞ

- ”I would’ve never thought I would have to say goodbye to my paradise so soon...”

pairing: tendou x gn!reader

genre: angst, tragedy

word count: 1.7k

song inspo: mr. loverman by ricky montgomery mixed with as the world caves in by matt maltese

warnings: major character death, mentions of eating disorder, mild cussing, hospitals, 

pre a/n: if you wanna blame someone for this idea blame rex orange county, jjk newest ep, and my bestfriend ANKNKA ok but fr...i was thinking of who to do for this for about like..30 mins, it was between tendou, kita, and atsumu. i’ll try to do atsumu tonight because i have a AMAZING prompt for him ok? anyways enjoy this :))

“I can show you everything”

You wanted to be shown everything once, you were so eager to go everywhere and memorize every detail. And there was one person who you wanted to travel everywhere with

Satori Tendou

You were captivated by him, thoughts of him fogged your mind daily and you could barely focus. You knew he was the one for you that day you first started as a manager and he offered you candy, along with asking if you read manga. His smile when you said yes and accepted his snack made you melt on the inside, you practically started floating when he sat next to you and started talking about character complexes and powers. You listened to him for hours that day, you secretly wished he had invited you over so he could talk to you more. You went to sleep that night reminiscing over every word, every sentence, every laugh you both shared. 

Were you really that head over heels after one day?

As the days went by you and Tendou grew closer, becoming best friends within weeks. Yet the sparkle in your eyes when he smiled and laughed never faded, the warm feeling from being with him remained with you only growing stronger. You always fell too easily which left you vulnerable to getting hurt, yet with him you wanted to open yourself up completely hoping he would do the same. Months turned into years and before you knew it, You guys were graduating. Everything went by so fast you would believe you blinked and suddenly became a third year, now you were laying in the grass behind the dorms stargazing with your bestfriend who you had unironically fallen in love with. Have you told him how you felt? Nope

“Do you know what paradise is?”, Tendou stared up at the sky the slight light from the lights nearby illuminating his face and causing his eyes to sparkle

“Something or someone you find comfort in, Something you’re so addicted to just doing it or being around it brings you unimaginable joy. You can’t and won’t imagine ever leaving it or stopping it voluntarily” You sighed and looked over at him, gazing into his red eyes, “Why do you ask?”

He laughed and closed his eyes, breathing deeply “This is my paradise...I don’t think I’m ready to leave..” He opened his eyes and smiled, “But you know, This is a part of growing up right?”

“Ugh..” You huff and sit up, “What the hell is growing up anyways?”

Tendou sat up and shifted closer, leaning in so his nose could almost touch yours, “You aren’t old enough to understand”

Your face flushed a deep pink, he was so close to your face if you accidentally moved closer your lips would meet. You smiled at him and burst out laughing, laughing so hard you had to lay back down and hold your stomach. He laughed too, laying next to you and continuing to point out constellations like nothing had happened. What did he even mean “You aren’t old enough to understand”, he was only one year older than you so what did he mean?

Did you really want to know?

You never really understood the term “growing up”, deep down you wanted to stay a a kid forever. You knew that growing up brought unwanted pain and stress and even trauma, if you weren’t stressed with college enough you also had to deal with paying for bills on your studio apartment and making money from the cafe you worked at. And to make it all worse your best friend, the guy you were lovesick for was moving across the country to pursue his dreams

In Paris

You always asked why Paris, didn’t he want to go pro in volleyball? Wasn’t that his paradise? You knew you wanted the best for him but deep down you didn’t want the love of your life to move across the country, you knew you would both lose communication with eachother, you knew he would forget about you and you didn’t want to bear that pain. Yet he didn’t want to listen, he left to paris and exactly what you predicted happened. You started off calling him every day along with texting him, sending him pictures of what you did in everyday life. You didn’t have many friends so you often found yourself waiting for his reply, you knew his job was time consuming but impatience still got the best of you. Hours without a reply turned into days, the realization that you had lost your love ate at your soul. You found yourself skipping meals, and slacking off in school. You knew it was unhealthy and that you needed to stay strong but you couldn’t, his laugh and smile lingered in your dreams. You missed him dearly, but still couldn’t get the confidence to dial his number. One day you couldn’t take it and booked a flight out to Paris, you thought at the moment it would be the best option.

You never even left the hotel

You paced around the room, the TV playing in the background. You knew the chocolate shop he worked at and had a way of transportation but couldn’t bring yourself to go, what if he didn’t remember you? What if he had someone else? You tried to talk yourself up, motivating yourself to press the button

“God damn Y/N just-” You were cut off by a breaking news report, Your gaze switched from your hands to the TV. You squinted at the screen as it showed a report of a young male involved in a car collision, you didn’t even know what the instinct was but you ran out your hotel room down to the lobby, you busted through the entrance and started to run to the hospital the news report specified, tears welled up in your eyes as you ran praying that it was just a mistake. You prayed that the male in critical condition wasn’t who you thought it was, you stumbled and bumped into people as you ran saying a quick “I’m sorry” and keeping your pace. You arrived at the hospital and bust through the doors, running up to the desk

“Please miss, Who was the man involved in the car collision? The one in critical condition?” Tears pricked at your eyes as you stared at the woman in front of you expectantly

“Oh, at first we labeled him a John Doe but after further inspection we have confirmed the mans name is...Satori Tendou, We really shouldn’t give out this info but you seem like a family member or-”

The nurse continued on but you couldn’t hear, everything went silent as if you had just became deaf, Your knees felt weak and threatened to give out. It couldn’t be him, You shook your head and covered your ears despite the fact you couldn’t hear anything, everything started to swirl together like a fever dream. Thats right, it was just a dream, This wasn’t happening. You were gonna wake up from this crazy situation and go see your bestfriend, You were gonna finally see your best friend and he was going to be alive and healthy. Everything was going to be just fine, This was just a sick nightmare thats it

“Excuse me, this is his room. I’m sorry but he has about 20 mins left to live, he can hear but can’t move or respond to anything...I’m sorry”

The doctor patted your back and left the room, gently closing the door to avoid startling you. You hadn’t spoken a word since the news was given to you and of course, you didn’t take it well. You broke down completely, the nurses had to escort you to a room and try to calm you down

But even now you felt nothing but numbness

You stared at Tendous body blankly, gazing at all the tubes coming out of him, the beeping of the heart monitor and pumping of the life support machine kept the room from being completely silent. You felt tears well up into your eyes again and this time you didn’t fight them, you slowly walked towards his bed and gently touched his face. You could feel his face flinch and heard a wimper escape from his body, you let out a quiet sob and placed your hand over your mouth. You remembered how the doctor said he could hear you and feel everything

Feel Everything

He could probably feel the tubes and they were probably painful, He probably didn’t think that life was worth so much pain. 

“Tendou...” Your voice cracked and you sniffed, “I’m so sorry...I should have been there..for you” You sighed and sat down in a chair, leaning on the bed “Did I ever tell you about my paradise? Well unlike you...My paradise was a person, They were super funny and their smile could brighten anyones day” You smiled at the last part, unknowingly laying your head on the bed, “They had am amazing laugh too...It was so contagious I learned to memorize it, whenever I was around them...I felt like I was complete. I felt like I had a life worth living when they were around, I loved them..letting them go was the hardest thing, but at least they were safe and happy...” You started to choke up, tears streaming down your face, “You’re my paradise Tendou...I’m in love with you and I want to stay here forever if It means I’ll be with you”. You looked up at the monitor noticing how it was slowing down, You didn’t know much about medicine and medical things but you knew that wasn’t a good sign. You gently grabbed his cold hand and squeezed it, you blinked through tears and opened your mouth. You didn’t know what to say until the monitor started to rapidly beep, fear shot through your body causing your tears to flow faster and your body to shake. You broke your gaze from the monitor and looked at Tendou, his skin was pale and you could barely see his face through all the tubes

“I would have never thought...I would have to say goodbye to my paradise so soon. I love you Satori, I’m sorry I was too late” 

↳𝐞𝐧𝐝 

post a/n: currently sitting here crying, i’m not even attached to Tendou like that and i’m HURT why do i do these things to myself i’m sorry to whovever reads this </3

#haikyu x reader #tendou satori #haikyu angst #haikyuu!! #hq x reader #hq tendou #tendou angst #tendou x reader #tendou x y/n #tendou imagine #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu imagines #haikyuu tendou #tendou

[nia-journals]

Blind Date | YOONMIN Short Story

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park jimin sat in the cushioned chair, blind folded, wearing his casual best, in hopes of impressing whichever stranger his partner turned out to be. you see, his best friend jeon jungkook, had dragged him to one of those blind date events taking place in their city and now jimin sat like a complete idiot and for what? why was he trying so hard? he told himself he couldnt care less about this outing so why did he even bother wearing his best jeans?

jimin sighed and as the countdown on the intercom reached 0 he could hear footsteps approaching. this made jimin a bit anxious. his eyes were bound, he didnt know where in the room his friend jungkook sat and in less a second he would meet a complete stranger he’d spend the rest of this forsaken date with. jimin’s fight or flight instict ticked as he felt someone walk dangerously close to his chair. why the fuck did he agree to this? jimin thought, it was safe to say that whoever came up with a blind dinner date pop-up event was a complete idiot. he now sat in high alert waiting to defend himself despite the circumstances and the obvious fact that he couldnt see anything at all.

so he sat and waited; jimin was beginning to think he’d been stood up even in this stupid blind date. that is, until he heard;

“hello?” a stranger with a deep voice approached him, “im min yoongi,” his voice was eargasmic, it made the little hairs on jimin’s arms stand up and sent chills down his back.

“park jimin,” jimin introduced himself in a shy and unsually low tone. jimin wasnt usually shy but this man’s voice alone made him feel small, intimidated and dominated even.

“should we get right to it?” the stranger’s disembodied yet gravelly voice suggested, “i cant really ask you what you like to eat cause that’s against the rules so, ima take a hunched here and hope you enjoy it. is that ok jimin?”

jimin nodded like an idiot, in a trance. unlike five seconds ago now jimin mentally thanked whoever’s stupid idea was to wear blindfolds cause if not yoongi would be completely exposed to his dialated pupils which signaled his lovey dovey eyes.

“ok, i placed the order. when it comes out please be completely honest with me,” yoongi said, after quietly thanking who i assumed was the server, “i promise i wont cry too hard.”

yoongi’s chuckle.

wow.

that was the most beautiful sound jimin’s ears have ever had the pleasure of hearing. the captivating sound was light and addictive, jimin wanted yoongi to chuckle all throught the night.

“don’t worry yoongi,” jimin let out instinctively. it didn’t matter how nasty what yoongi picked out for him was, he would lie, cheat, fibble, he would do anything to get a shot at a second date with this stranger with the honey dipped voice, “i wont go too hard on you.”

“no, please do but maybe lie about it to the host and we can always try again on our second date.”

jimin smiled, maybe a little too widely and he had to quickly remind himself that yoongi could still in fact see the idiotic smile plastered on his face, “already in for a second date? are you that whipped already?”

“i mean, look at you, park jimin. youre a whole vision in itself. i could sit here all night and talk about how perfect you look.”

“you havent even seen half of my face yet min yoongi,” jimin scoffed in a joking manner.

“fair enough park jimin,” he spoke in a tone of newfound confidence and determination, his voice dropped about two octaves and jimin again froze at how deep and addicting it was to listen to min yoongi’s voice, “let’s get to know eachother before our meal comes to us.”

“fine,” jimin said clearing his throat, “that sounds fine by me.”

“are you from this area jimin?” yoongi asked in his husky tone. fuck this man’s voice would surely be jimin’s demise. he couldnt wait to take his blindfold off to reveal the face of the stranger whose voice had jimin wrapped around his finger.

“no, im actually from busan. i moved out to seoul with some of my friends for school.” jimin said.

“you all go to the same university?” he questioned.

“yeah we do. we all applied together and got in together so we just moved in together and attend the same school,” jimin shrugged. he was infact lucky to have friends who shared similar interests and life aspirations. lucky enough that after high school graduation while everyone waved goodbye to their bestfriends, jimin, taehyung and jungkook were packing together ready to take on the next four years of college right by eachother’s side.

“youre very lucky,” yoongi confessed, “not many people get to attend the same school as their bffs after high school. usually people grow apart.”

“yeah im glad i have them here with me. i’d be a lone wolf in seoul if it wasnt for them.” jimin said. “one of my bestfriends, jungkook, was actually the one who dragged me here?”

“wait are you an introvert park jimin?” yoongi questioned. jimin couldn’t see much of yoongi but he could feel the subtle movements the stranger made in his chair at the other end of the table.

“im as introverted as they come. it took a whole lot of will power, a lot of convincing by my friend jungkook and a million pep-talks from our dorm room to here to get me to calm down a bit,” jimin confessed.

“are you nervous right now jimin?” he let out in a soft yet deep under-tone. his whispering made him sound like an asmrist and jimin wasn’t sure he could handle listening to him talk im such a low tone any longer.

“well i was nervous yoongi, but-“ he began, “your voice.”

“what about my voice?” yoongi asked and jimin could almost hear the cockiness in his voice.

“it’s soothing yoongi, it’s really calming my nerves,” jimin was completely transparent with the man. well of course jimin hid the fact that aside from calming him down a bit, yoongi’s voice also aroused him. that detail he could definitely keep to himself, “in that case i’ll keep talking,” he was definitely now going to begin using his sweet and deep voice against jimin for the rest of the night, “what do you study in school, jimin?”

“dance,” jimin let out, “contemptorary dance to be exact.”

“have you danced for long?” yoongi questioned.

“since i was 9 years old.”

“so youre a professional?”

“i wouldn’t say so, i have a long way to go to be considered professional.” jimin answered modestly.

“i bet your the best in your whole university,” yoongi complimented him in such a casual tone.

“well thank you,” jimin said shyly, yoongi surely knew all the right things to say, “but im not even the best in the whole junior class,”

“i find that hard to believe. on our second date how about you show me your moves?” the butterflies in jimin’s stomach were out of control at yoongi’s blatant proposition.

but at that moment jimin promised himself that he would go dancing with yoongi on their second date.

“let’s take it one second at a time yoongi, i dont even know if i like the food you picked out for me yet,” jimin teased him, “what if it was a complete miss?”

“it won’t be, my gut never lies to me.” yoongi was definitely cocky but jimin thought that was part of his charm. jimin definitely liked it.

jimin laughed, god he wished he could see yoongi’s face right about now, “what about you yoongi? are you in school? are you from seoul?”

“ah, no-“ yoongi started, “im not from seoul, i was born and raised in daegu. i actually, like you, moved to seoul for school and studied music production. i graduated a few months ago. now i work with my friend who’s an upcoming rapper.”

“congratulations on graduating,” jimin offered and yoongi thanked him in return.

“whats his name?” jimin questioned, honestly wanting to know if he’s heard of his friends work at anytime, “your rapper friend. maybe ive heard the music you guys have made together before,”

“his names rm,” yoongi let out non-chalant but jimin almost chocked on his water.

“you’re friends with rm?” jimin let out in an overly excited tone, “my best friend jungkook loves rm.”

“i could get you two tickets to his next underground show if you’d like?” he asked, his offer sounded sincere.

“i couldn’t-“ jimin let up, “we just met yoongi. i wouldnt want you to have the wrong idea of me.”

“i could never park jimin,” there he goes saying jimin’s name again, it sounded so fucking perfect coming from him and jimin could honestly sit and hear yoongi say his name over and over and over until the sun comes up, “how about this, if you like the food i picked for you, i’ll take you and your friend jungkook to the next rm concert.”

“how about we leave the concert for a third date, i want you all to myself on the dance floor for our second date,” jimin said feeling fearless, teasing him a bit in the process, “well if i like the food you picked out for me, that is.”

“thats a deal park jimin, good thing we’re about to find out.” yoongi said, and less the a second later jimin could smell the delicious food being placed in front of him.

“do you want me to help you with that?” yoongi asked as he noticed jimin struggling a bit to find his fork.

“if you could please,” jimin was about to be fed by a stranger with the most mesmerizing voice. to say his heart was going to beat right out of his chest was no exaggeration.

a couple seconds later, yoongi let out an “open up,” and jimin was met with his favorite kind of pasta, shrimp scampi. jimin was glad yoongi picked out a meal he liked because this meant they had a chance at a second date and jimin couldnt wait.

immidiately jimin clicked the right button under his side of the table signaling he’s liked the dinner picked out by blind date partner. jimin quickly took off his blind fold and after his eyes adjusted to the bright lights in the room he was met with the most beautiful man he’s ever laid eyes on. his tanned skin was honey-like and there was a perfect contrast between his brown sugar skin and his plain white t-shirt. his wide gummy smile made his eyes turned to small crescent moons and at that moment jimin couldnt believe that such a perfect voice belonged to such a perfect human being.

“are you ready to put your dancing shoes on for our second date?” jimin asked as yoongi’s gummy smile grew in size.

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this story has very much been alive and well on ao3 give it love there!

thanks for reading <3

#bts #bangtan sonyeondan #park jimin #min yoongi #yoonmin #jimin x yoongi #short story #bts aus #yoonmin are soulmates #bts smut

[svtmatokis]

Miracle P1

Hello friends! Okay it’s been such a long time since I’ve posted anything but to be honest, I’ve been busy working on completing series (cause a lot of my pieces have been left hanging) and in the process, starting new series as well. I’d like to introduce you to this Jihoon College AU! “Miracle” I hope you guys like it!

Plot: What if it was love at first sight? Jihoons lost all passion for music after being wronged two years ago and right as he was about to quit, someone unexpectedly enters his life and changes it for the better

Pairing: Reader x Jihoon  

Words: 3856

Warnings: EVERYCHAPTER has a bit of swearing (because Yoongis here and I love a potty mouthed Yoongi) 

Genre: Fluff, romance, a TINY bit of angst 

“Please don’t tell me that’s what you’re planning on wearing to Jungkooks birthday.” he said poking his friend in the ribs, “Come on, we have to get going!” 

“I’m not going.” Jihoon stated flatly, “You guys go ahead.”

“Please don’t tell me this is because of Hana.” Soonyoung groaned, “You literally transferred away from your old college to get away from her over a year ago! This is the start to your second year here and its the biggest party of the year. It kicks off the new school year AND we’re celebrating Jungkooks birthday.” 

“So? Tell Jungkook I said happy birthday. I’m not going.” Jihoon said, “Now get out before I throw something.” 

“I’m getting Seungcheol.” Soonyoung said as he went outside to get the named boy. “CHEOL! Jihoons being stubborn again!!!” 

Eventually Seungcheol walked into the room and made his presence known by pulling Jihoon’s headphones off.

“Hey!” Jihoon said trying to get his earphones back but Seungcheol held it out of his grip.

“You promised Jungkook that you would go today did you forget?” Seungcheol asked, “We all saw the photo Kim Hana posted and so what if she’s moved on. You need to move on with your life too Ji. You’re better than her in so many ways.”

“Yo Cheol, Mingyu just talked to Kook and said that they’re tripling the theme this year. It’s going to be a welcome back party too!” Soonyoung said excitedly, “We have to get going! Let’s just carry Jihoon there.” 

At the mention of being carried, Jihoon sat up immediately. “Fine, I’ll go. But I won’t stay long...only because Jungkook and the guys of the Bangtan house are close friends.” 

“There we go.” Seungcheol said with a nod of approval, “Go change and we’ll meet you out in five.” 

Ten minutes later, Seungcheol, Mingyu, Soonyoung and Jihoon were on their way to the biggest Frat house on the block owned by the son of the school president himself, Kim Seokjin.

It was still early when they arrived and after putting their respective gifts at the table, they went in search for people they knew.

As they walked towards the main room, they saw someone sitting on the piano talking to Chan, who was a member of the schools dance team.

“No way! Is that Y/N?” Soonyoung asked with his jaw dropped and wide eyes.

Jihoon looked up at the figure and he froze on the spot. He swore to himself that had suddenly died and gone to heaven because the girl in front of him was an angel. Her hair was twisted loosely over her shoulder and ended just below her chest and she wore skinny jeans and a white off shoulder long sleeve shirt.

“Y/N!!!” Mingyu yelled breaking Jihoon out of his thoughts and looked as the taller male went and gave you a big hug. 

It finally occurred to him that the guys knew who you were since Seungcheol even went in for a large hug and went as far as to spin you around.

He slowly approached the group as they were all talking to you at different times.

“When did you get back?” Seungcheol asked.

“How as the program in London?” Soonyoung asked. “Are you back for good?” 

“Does anyone else know you’re back yet?” Mingyu asked.

“I got back a few days ago, the program was awesome and I am so sad to leave and yes I’m back for good. Also, everyone but Hobi knows I’m back. ” you explained in one breath and looked around the group you had learned to call friends. You then noticed the blonde one who you didn’t recognize and gave him a bright smile, “Hi, I’m Y/N.”

When Jihoon didn’t say anything, the guys around him scrambled to save him from embarrassment.

“This is Lee Jihoon, he’s a childhood friend who transferred here a semester after you left.” Soonyoung said quickly, “Jihoon, this is Y/N, she’s a close friend of Jin and Yoongi and the rest of the Bangtan house. 

“Ah…” you said with a nod, “It’s nice to meet you. Make yourselves at home, I’m sure you guys have been here more in the last few years.” 

“Is your roommate here?” Soonyoung asked and you pointed to the kitchen.

“I’m sure Yoongi told me specifically not to let you talk to her but you know, I can’t stop you.” you said with a shrug. “Go wild, I’m supposed to stay here until more people arrive. Yoongi’s at the DJ booth and Jin’s somewhere checking on food. Last I checked, Kookie was getting ready for his big night.” 

“Y/N! You’re back!!!” a voice you recognized as Hoseoks came from the door and suddenly you were engulfed in his arms. “I won’t have to torture myself by teaching two classes anymore.” he said fake crying into your shoulder. 

“I’m sure it wasn’t that bad.” you said with a roll of your eyes as Hoseok set you back down on the piano and greeted the others. 

“Taehyung was being a pain when we announced Soonyoung as co-captain of the junior team last year.” Hoseok deadpanned as Soonyoung nodded his head in agreement. “See! He agrees with me.” 

“Well if Tae was a full time dance major maybe we’d consider otherwise but the guy apparently needs to be in the same drama program as Jin soo…” you said shrugging, “His loss.” 

“Isn’t the only requirement for captain to be a full time performing arts student?” Mingyu asked and you along with Soonyoung and Hoseok shook your heads.

“The last captain Shownu changed the rule before he graduated and you have to be a full time music or dance major now.” Hoseok explained, “Speaking of which, now that you’re done that program in London, what’s your focus?” 

“Per Yoongi’s request, Music composition and dance.” you said looking towards the DJ booth where your best friend and step brother stood going through his playlists. He shot you a look with a raised eyebrow when he felt you looking at him and you gave him a glare when he showed you the middle finger. 

“Yoongi just wants you to follow in his footsteps.” Hoseok reasoned knowing how tough he could be on you sometimes.

“He acts like my dad.” you said scrunching your nose up, “But it’s not like I don’t enjoy either. Anyways, you guys go have fun, I’m just going to chill here for a bit.” 

“Can I get you a drink?” Seungcheol asked, “I heard that the fridge is stocked.”

“Soda, no alcohol. Someones gotta take care of these drunks tonight.” you said with a cheeky grin and you looked at Jihoon who had yet to remove his eyes from you, “Enjoy your night. I’ll see you around.” 

Seungcheol then lead Jihoon to the kitchen where they saw Jin taking something out of the oven while Soonyoung, Chan and Mingyu went over to talk to a few people they knew.

“Hey Jin.” they both said as Jin waved with one hand while holding the pan he had just taken out of the oven.

“Hey guys, you know the drill. Help yourselves to anything and if you need to crash here later just do so.” he said before walking out of the kitchen towards the buffet table which was half catered and the other half things he cooked himself. “Enjoy!” he called over his shoulder.

“So who is Y/N exactly?” Jihoon asked Seungcheol, “She seems pretty close to everyone here.” 

“She’s the one the guys talk about a lot. Yoongi’s trying to make her his 2.0, Jin watches her like a hawk...it’s a surprise that she was allowed to go to London for the performing arts program. I heard from Yoongi that she finished top of the class.” Seungcheol explained, “Why?” 

“I think I saw her a few days ago at the cafe…” Jihoon muttered.

“Wait, you mean Y/N’s the person that you said literally took your breath away?”  Seungcheol asked and Jihoon nodded. 

“She was sitting by the window working on her laptop but her eyes were so big and her smile…” Jihoon said thinking about when he first saw you and Seungcheol saw the small smile that was making its way to Jihoons face.

“Great, then you should go talk to her.” Seungcheol said while handing him a bottle of ginger ale and a beer. “Wouldn’t hurt right? I’m gonna go see if Jin or Yoongi need any help with anything.” 

And with that, Jihoon was left standing in the kitchen contemplating what to do. He turned to look at you through the door and saw that you were in fact sitting alone on the piano once again waving at people as they arrived. 

“It’s now or nothing.” Jihoon whispered to himself and made his way over to you. 

“Hey” he said coming over and handed the ginger ale to you.

“Hey” you said taking it from his hands and he ignored the electricity that shot through his fingers when your hand brushed his, “Thank you. Where did Seungcheol go?” 

“Something about talking to Jin or Yoongi.” Jihoon answered and thought about how to keep the conversation going. “So I heard that you were a Music comp major.” 

“Yep. I minored in it for the last two years while I was in London but decided to finish it as a major when I got back.” you explained, “What about you?”

“I’m also a Music comp major and dance minor.” Jihoon answered and he felt his face match the smile that was on yours. 

“That’s so dope. So we’re in the same program...third year right?” you asked and Jihoon nodded. “Then are you on the dance team with Soon and Hobi?” 

Jihoon shook his head, “I decided to minor in dance this year so I’m only just starting…I was a music major at my old college before I transferred…I was thinking about trying out this year cause Soonyoung keeps pushing me to” 

“Ah, thats cool, you should totally try out.” you said, “It’s also good to know that I have another Music comp buddy to ask advice from. As much as I like asking Yoongi, he can be too over it sometimes.” you rolled your eyes.

“Buddy?” Jihoon asked wide eyed and you shrugged your shoulders.

“Sure. You seem like your besties with Cheol and Soon and they’re all cool with the guys who live in this house.” you said and for the first time, Jihoon felt himself really smile. 

The two of you eventually moved to one of the couches and started to talk about your common music interest which escalated to similar hobbies. Unbeknownst to you, Yoongi, Seungcheol and Jin were all watching you from the DJ booth with smirks on their faces. 

“I told you Y/N would be the cure.” Jin said crossing his arms with a triumphant smile on his face.

“Yea but if her grades slip because of this, I’m blaming you.” Yoongi said, “She can’t afford to have distractions right now.” 

“You consider one of your mentee’s a distraction? Really?” Seungcheol asked knowing that Jihoon and Yoongi were good friends. “If anything I think it’ll push him harder. He’s finally getting out of the slump he’s been in since he got here.” 

“We’ll see what happens in the near future... “ Jin said as he saw you get tackled by Taehyung and Namjoon which left Jihoon to stare at them with wide eyes. “Now come on, more people are starting to arrive and I need a strong drink.” 

As the night went on, various people who knew you kept coming to say hello and eventually you found yourself hanging out at the DJ booth with Yoongi who had maybe four or five drinks.

“So I see you finally met Jihoon.” he said after the next song started playing. He had noticed that you were watching the blonde throughout the night and he wanted to know your thoughts.

“I think I saw him a few days ago actually...at the cafe where you said to meet. Remember how I got there earlier?” you asked as you wrapped your arms around your legs.

Yoongi nodded his head, “I think that was him sitting towards the back. Did he notice you?” 

“I’m not sure.” you said biting your lip, “What’s the deal with him anyways?” 

“He transferred schools after his ex girlfriend fucked up and he’s been in a slump ever since.” Yoongi explained and you leaned your head on his shoulder. 

“Sounds like someone I know.” you said giving him a side glance. “Talking to him reminds me of you sometimes...Your mannerisms, your facial expressions…”

“You got this all from a few hours?” Yoongi asked and you nodded.

“But you changed…” you said as you watched Jihoon and Soonyoung play beer pong with Jimin and the birthday boy.

“Yea, because you came into my life…” Yoongi said, “If my father didn’t leave that will...I would have never known…” 

“That you had a little sister from an affair? Which is kind of fucked up considering who my mom is…” you said scrunching your nose.

“Yea, you, me and Jin are one fucked up little family.I knew about the affair, I just didn’t know about you. I was in boarding school by then and Jin’s mom had run away and killed herself after you were born..” Yoongi said with a sigh, it was a story you hated bringing up.  “Jin was going through a tough time then my dad had to get into that car accident and leave me his Will telling me I had a little sister who was four years younger than me...holy shit.” 

“How did you find me again?” you asked and Yoongi shrugged. 

“Jin’s father who took me in after dad died played a big role. You were pretty much an orphan so it wasn’t hard...but honestly, it was your personality after we found you that got me. You had so much of dad in you. You were smart, talented, caring except you looked like Jin’s mom which threw him off the first time he met you.” Yoongi said with a slight grin thinking about the time that you introduced yourself to everyone. 

“It was just so messed up and when the paternity tests came back, you and Jin couldn’t even hold it together.” you said and Yoongi laughed.

“We’ve been only childs our whole life and we both found out that we had a sister and over sixteen years to catch up on...Jin and I were just starting college and when his dad said he wanted nothing to do with trash like you…” Yoongi started and you cringed. 

“I don’t think I’ve seen Jin that angry before…” you said thinking back to the day that he had punched his own father in the face. 

“He had every reason to. By then we both took a liking to you and agreed to raise you as his mother and my father would’ve right? Despite going through dark times, you were the light for the both of us and maybe…” Yoongi hesitated and saw that Jihoon was watching the two of you, “Maybe you can be that for Jihoon too.”

You followed Yoongi’s gaze and saw JIhoon’s blank stare that turned into a small smile after you made eye contact with him. 

“You can be his light and guide him like you guided us.” Yoongi said taking another swig of his drink. “I think I’m getting drunk.” 

“You think?” you asked as you shoved him aside, “Go puke, I’ll take over the DJ booth for a while.”

“Yes Mam.” Yoongi said stepping down and walking towards the bathrooms of the large house. You made note that if he wasn’t back in ten minutes, that you would go check the bathroom to make sure he was okay. 

As you played the next song, you felt a presence next to you and saw Jihoon again holding two cups before he handed you one.

“You looked parched.” he said, “Don’t worry, it’s not alcoholic.” 

“Thanks” you said taking the cup from him. “How’s your night going?” 

“A lot better then I expected.” Jihoon answered taking a sip from his own cup, “Is there going to be cake soon?” 

You nodded your head, “We’re trying to keep Kookie as sober as we can till it gets here but you know, he’ll probably end up making a fool of himself anyways. Should be here in about ten minutes or so.” 

Jihoon laughed knowing you were right. Jungkook, Taehyung and Jimin were one of the few people who had issues holding their alcohol unlike the older guys in the house. 

“Do you need any help babysitting?” he asked and you raised your eyebrows at him.

“I should be okay for now...they tend to let more loose once the cake is done and over with.” you said as you saw Taehyung about to strip off his shirt and you quickly signalled Namjoon from across the room who caught on fast and made his way to Taehyung.

You let out a sigh of relief as Jihoon laughed, “I’ve literally been gone for two years and nothing in this house changes.” you huffed. 

“How long have you known everyone exactly?” Jihoon asked and you looked up to count in your head. 

“I met Jin and Yoongi when I was fifteen and I met everyone else a year later…” you said, “It was after my dad died...he left everything to Yoongi, including me.” 

“Wait so you and Yoongi are siblings?” Jihoon asked, it was a question he’d been wanting the answer to all night ever since he saw how comfortable you and Yoongi were getting at the DJ booth. It was why he took his first chance to come and talk to you once he saw Yoongi walk away. The last thing he wanted to find out from someone else was that the only girl he had remotely found interest in was dating his mentor.

“Step siblings…” you said with a nod, “So are Jin and I.” 

Jihoon gave you a weird look as you shrugged.

“Yoongis dad and Jin’s mom had an affair. Mom killed herself when I was two after Jin’s dad remarried and I went to live with Yoongis dad till he passed away in a car accident . Yoongi’s mom didn’t want anything to do with me as the same with Jin’s dad so the two decided to raise me themselves.” you explained clearing the air. “They’ve been taking care of me ever since.”

“Dang…” jihoon whispered, “That’s why they’re so overbearing.”

“But they mean well.” you said, “You have to imagine what it’d be like for two college students to find out about their sister who is now an orphan. It’s why Jin works so hard and Yoongi pushes me to be my best. It’s what our parents would’ve wanted.” 

“I’m glad you’re okay though.” Jihoon said, “You seem to be really happy now.”

“I am...Yoongi and Jin along with the rest of this house is my family. I don’t have anyone else so I treat them like gold.” you said with a smile, “What about you?”

“I’ve known Soonyoung and Seungcheol my whole life, I think it goes back to elementary school. After high school I went to a different university and transferred here after I figured the program wasn’t the right fit.” he said leaving a lot of details out but that was the kind of person he was. He wasn’t going to blerb his sob story to just anyone.. Despite finding you interesting, he didn’t want to scare you away even though you had opened your heart to him already.

After the cake was done, the party got rowdier and by the end of it, you were patting Jungkooks back as he emptied his stomach in his bedroom bathroom.

You never lectured them, you just let them be and took care of them as needed. 

You saw Jihoon help a beyond drunk Soonyoung through the hall and figured that he was going to throw him into one of the many spare bedrooms this house had.

The look Jihoon gave you as he passed by made you laugh causing Jungkook to whine while his head was still in the toilet seat.

“Why are you laughing at meeeee” he said and dry heaved. 

“Because you’re so silly Kookie.” you said patting his back and you heard more puke hit the toilet and thankfully, Jin had finally come into the room fresh from a shower.

“Let me take over birthday boy and you go get yourself cleaned up.” he said and you gave him a thankful smile before getting up and walking out and towards your room. 

After your shower, you came down in a long t-shirt dress to see that the mess was still present but the partiers were long gone and you let out a sigh of relief. You weren’t that tired since jet lag had hit you and you started cleaning up the mess in the kitchen. 

You were humming to yourself when you heard a voice come from behind you and you were surprised to see Jihoon standing there yet again.

“Do you need any help?” he asked letting out a yawn and you shook your head. 

“I got this, I don’t think I’ll be sleeping anytime soon anyways.” you said with a shrug, “Jet lag.” 

You then put down the garbage bag you were holding and took Jihoon’s arm, “You should go get some rest, you never know when your friends are going to wake up.” 

“Chan and Seungcheol took the last room that had a bed.” Jihoon yawned again, “I was just going to head home.”

“Are you crazy? Its 3 in the morning” you said looking at him like he was nuts, “Here follow me.” 

With your hand around Jihoon’s arm, he let you take him up a few stairs to where the main bedrooms were and then at the end of one hallway was your bedroom. 

“You can sleep here tonight.” you said unlocking the door with your key. 

“I can’t this is your room, where are you going to sleep?” Jihoon asked and you shrugged.

“I’ll nap on the couch or something, I’ll be cleaning for a while anyways.” you answered and Jihoon shook his head not liking that answer.

“How about I help you clean up a bit and then we can leave the rest for tomorrow.” he suggested, “I’ll sleep on the floor. I just need a blanket and a pillow.”

“You’re a guest, you aren’t sleeping on the floor.” you argued, “How about we both just take the bed, it’s big enough anyways..” 

“Fine.” Jihoon said reluctantly giving in, “But let me help you tidy up first. It’s the least I could do.” 

New Chapter: Wednesday November 4 8AM PST

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[deeeelightfuldee]

Pick a word that starts with the third letter of your first name: apologetic

The past 72 hours have you been under the influence? definitely not. It’s been over a month since I’ve had a drop of alcohol and tbh thats quite alright with me.

What were you doing at ten last night? I was either reading or flipping thru the shared album kile made of photos of me. Oddly enough, I have gone thru that album before but never really sat down and just swiped from picture to picture. I did so last night but couldn’t even make it through the whole album which really ... I guess it messed with me a little. I kept looking at photos of myself and thinking “who is that girl?” like I didn’t recognize myself because I looked so.. blissfully unaware of the tragedies to come. I just don’t feel like I’m the same person -- granted, I’m not. But then I was reading some screenshots he had made of between conversations and I saw him talk about what he saw his future to look like and I just .. that was hard. He hadn’t talked about seeing a future with me since I found out the news that I had actually began wondering if I had made that up in my mind but there it was in plain text. that was... something. and then I saw a photo of myself I rather liked and thought “wow, I look so happy here!” and noticed that in the screenshot, it shows a little pop up of kile’s (ex?)girlfriend and that she was calling him at the time of his screenshot. I mean I might as well have felt a million daggers to my heart at that point and I cleared the app and tried to dull the pain.

What was the last thing you drank? half a water bottle about 3 minutes ago

Who was the last person you hugged? I imagine it was mom the night I came back about a month ago. I haven’t been touched at all by anyone since then :/

Did you have a dream last night? I usually do have dreams. Last nights had something to do with kile being out of reach, but I dont remember much past that.

How many piercings do you have? so technically speaking I have 4 piercings in my ears but the only ones that remained and exist right now, are one in each ear.

If you could have something right now, what would it be? money to pay off my loan.

Have you ever had a panic attack? only after finding out the news about Kile. that was my first one. I think I had 2 more that week before/after graduation. none since then. 

Have your parents ever smoked pot? uhhhhhh mom said no, but I haven’t got a clue about my dad. perhaps?

Last time you cried really really hard? my most recent absolute hardest cry would have been graduation week.

What’s your favorite color? blues of all sorts.

Do you think your last ex deserves to die? no, no. I don’t ever wish something like that.

Will your next kiss be a mistake? this question is so dumb.. I certainly hope it isnt?

Who texted you last? uhhhh sawyer or sam

Who was the last person you talked to in person? Mom

Do you think you can last in a relationship for 3 months? absolutely.

Have you lost friends in the past 3 years? yes. I’ve lost my best friend.

Is tomorrow going to be a good day? I sure hope so. I plan to go to some cemeteries

Do you listen to music every day? usually yes.

Are you listening to it right now? there is music playing in the movie I am watching Are you talking to anyone while doing this? nah. I haven’t responded to anyone. Just no real interest to do so.

Do you own more than one cell phone? one for now. Once I have income I will be losing my beautiful phone. Thought I would do so earlier than this but I have to still manage to come up with some money for moms birthday in a few weeks.

Whose phone number did you get last? I’m going to guess bronda’s? i probably should save it properly in my phone but i haven’t.

Have you ever been asked out? yes

Your current relationship status? Single.

Ever had a near death experience? yes.

What is something you do a lot? lol right now a whole lot of nothing. 

What do you usually order from Starbucks? I don’t. if i had to, a refresher.

Do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows? once in a while absolutely.

What are you eating or drinking at the moment? more water. I get so thirsty at night.

Do you speak any other language? not fluently, no

What is your favorite smell? rain.

When was the last time you gave/received a hug? coming up on four weeks ago

Ever been kissed in the rain? i have and I highly recommend it.

What should you be doing? I just realized that I think I’ve taken this survey before. woops. oh well.... anyway, I should probably be sleeping. However, I just finished my book I’ve been reading and it had a pretty dark ending and I just need something to distract me from that ha

Who was the last person that made you upset/angry? umm I’m not entirely sure. I’m fine. I don’t like to make it a point of getting angry regularly.

Do you act differently around the person you like? usually no. I mean obviously in the infatuation stage I think everyone is like a little hesitant to let their guard down entirely, but beyond that no. I don’t have the energy to put on a different facade and I certainly don’t want someone to be with me because of their attraction to who they THINK I am, instead of who I genuinely am.

What is your natural hair color? dirty blonde

Whose mind, besides your own, would you like to control? that just doesn’t appeal to me. I like free will.

What is the first thing you do when you get out of bed? lf I have stood up out of bed like you say, then I’ve put on my slippers and I make my bed. Then I usually clean up whatever (if I’ve put a book on the floor before bed or my laptop) and then I’ll go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, come back to my room brush my hair, and have some water.

What are you thankful you are not doing right now? i mean, many things I guess. 

What is your favorite kind of candy? peanut butter anything

What is your favorite thing about the beach? The way it is so unknown and it makes you feel so, so small.

What was the happiest age of your life? 19 was bliss. I was in love, I was loved, and I was feeling good. Likewise, last year had so many good times with Kile... that was just a lot of spoiling and growing close. 

[foreverfangirl2011]

Demons From the Past- Prologue + Chapter 1

Hey Lovelies, 

So here is the prologue and first chapter of the Grayson Story I recently posted about. You’ll notice I changes the name a bit, I just think this flows better. This is just the beginning, theres still a hell of a lot more to come. But I hope you like it. 

Love,

- M

Demons From the Past A Grayson Bailey Dolan Story

Prologue

We all go trough hardships in our lives, bad things happen, its just a part of life. Life wouldn’t be life without these things. But its how we choose to deal with them that define us, not the crap itself. Thats where this story starts. I was just your average teenage girl, going through high school, trying to graduate, boy crazy, my head perpetually in the clouds. Like all girls my age I dreamed of being in love; even though I had no idea what real love was. I met him in freshman year of high school, and were together until graduation. His name, Harrison Waverly. The Waverly’s were a high power family, Edward Waverly, Harrison’s father, was a congressman. And his mother; Vivian Waverly; single handedly ran an international fashion empire. Even his little sister Naidene was a violin protege. Obviously Harrison was under a lot of pressure, his parents wanted him to take political science and follow in his fathers footsteps, but his true passion was sculpting, he was always happiest in his studio. His father , however, would never stand for that, “No son of mine is going to be a nobody playing with mud!” He would say. It didn’t help Harrison’s case that he was so gifted in political science, he couldn’t help it, it was in his blood. I loved him so much though, I always encouraged him to follow his heart. But the pressure from his parents was too great to bear, and he feared if he went against their wishes they would take it out on poor Naidene and make her give up her music (which Harrison knew she loved). So with a heavy heart he closed his studio doors and went to Princeton to study law. Unfortunately I couldn’t afford Princeton, instead, I got a scholarship and went to Northwestern for creative writing (fortunately my parents supported my writing dreams). We broke up after graduation, in our hearts we knew we couldn’t make the long distance thing work. We knew we’d just get to busy and drift apart. Anyway, even though Harrison’s parents loved me, they wanted him fully focused on school so that he was ready to step in when Edward retired. A year later, mid softmore year, fate smiled  upon us (or so I thought). We were both home for Christmas and as soon as we laid eyes on each other we just knew. Neither of us had moved on, he kissed me under the mistletoe and we got back together. Surprisingly we mad it work until graduation, the long distance I mean. After our first year back together he gave me a promise ring, it was a silver infinity ring with diamonds down the middle. It was beautiful, he said it was his promise never to leave me again and by wearing it I was making the promise to stay with him always. I loved it and him so much, I never took the thing off. Our bliss was sadly short lived, I could tell it was all getting to Harrison. He was always stressed out and soon became distant. We had arranged that every 2 weeks one of us would visit the other. But he soon started skipping his weekends. I tried to understand, I mean he was in law after all he must’ve just been busy. Anyhow, after we both graduated we would have loads of time for each other I reasoned. I wasn’t alone through it all though, I had made a great friend, who was also from Jersey, coincidentally. We just never crossed paths back home because we lived on opposite sides of town and attended different schools. He was also in the creative writing program. We met the first day freshman year and were best friends for the four years we spent at school together. His name: Grayson Bailey Dolan (I liked to call him Bailey to annoy him as he kind of hated his middle name ;)). He had a twin brother named Ethan who was our third musketeer. It was always the three of us. That is until Ethan started seeing Alicia, his now girlfriend. Then it was just me and Bailey most of the time. But we didn’t mind. We always had a ball together. He was always there for me, after Harrison and I had a big fight, or if Harrison couldn’t make it out for the weekend and I was down. He was sweet and sensitive and always lent me a shoulder to cry on. If it wasn’t for him I don’t know what would’ve happened to me. Anyway, back to Harrison. After I finished my final exams I decided to fly home early to surprise him. His graduation was first and my exams finished a few days before it. The original plan was he was going to send the jet to pick me up the night before the ceremony. But it had been almost a month since we’s seen each other (exams and all) and I wanted to spend a few extra days with him so I hopped a last minute flight back to Jersey. Grayson dropped me at the airport that day. I remember because we sort of fought about it. He was worried because he knew things had been rocky between me and Harrison. You see Harrison was normally a pretty chill guy. But when he got stressed he drank and when he drank… lets just say you wanna stay out of his way. It was like sober Harrison was Mr. Hyde and drunk Harrison was Dr. Jekyll. On more than one occasion he hurt me; the first time it happened he pushed me down and kicked me a few times in the stomach, leaving behind a few bruises on my torso. Another time he twisted me arm so bad he fractured my wrist. I know what your thinking, why the hell didn't I leave him right? The truth is I don’t really know… I know I should’ve… I know Bailey wanted me to, he was furious when he saw me hurt… but I was just so in love with him… and every time I looked down at my hand and saw the ring I couldn’t bring myself to leave him… my heart was telling me that he needed me, and I couldn’t just abandon him. Little did I know he was the one that was abandoning me… Grayson begged me not to go back and just to end things: “Y/N please, he just going to hurt you again. He needs more help than you can give him, cant you see that?” “Grayson I’m not having this argument again, I hate fighting with you and I don’t want another episode like last night.” I say remembering the ugly fight we had the night before. “But-“ “But nothing, I love him… and I promised I would stay and I cant go back on that promise…” I reply glancing at the ring. “The second he raised a hand to you he lost the right to have you. No man has the right to defile a woman like that, especially a woman as incredible as you…” he says moving a stray hair from my face. “Listen Bailey, I love that you care about me like this and worry about me, but I’ll be fine ok. Besides, he’ll be more calm now that finals are over.” I say taking his hands in mine. “Ok… just promise me one thing…” he says running his fingers over my still bandaged right wrist and the fresh bruises on the left one. “What?” “If he lays a hand on you again you leave for good ok? Don’t let him hurt you again.” He says now hugging me. “Ok, I promise. I’ll take care of myself.” I reply hugging him back. The hug lingers a little longer than it should, but I like it… I like the warmth that comes with his embrace and the smell of his crisp cologne. “Last call for flight 810 to New Jersey” a female voice calls over the intercom. “Ok thats me.” I say finally letting go of him. He kisses my forehead softly and watches me walk off. “Have a safe flight, see you for graduation!” I hear him call before entering the gate. “See you soon Bailey!” I call back, catching one last glimpse of him rolling his eyes before handing the lady my ticket and walking through the gate.

A couple hours later; after watching half of the in flight movie, reading a little and of course face timing Gray; I was in a cab on the way to the Waverly Estate; where Harrison was now living in the guest house (he just needed the space and we needed the privacy; but his parents still wanted him close enough to keep an eye on him). I was giddy, I had never been so excited to see him. We pulled up and the cab driver got out, opened the door for me and got my bags. I paid him before walking around back to the guest house. I noticed a car I wasn’t familiar with in the driveway, but didn’t think much of it. Edward was always having colleges over for meetings so it wasn’t unusual to see the odd car parked in the driveway now and again. When I reached the door to the guest house however, I started to worry. I heard sounds… coming from inside. When I heard a female laugh I thought it must be Naidene, she was in 12th grade now and Harrison sometimes let her and her boyfriend Julian use the guest house so they wouldn’t be caught by Edward or Vivian. I slowly opened the door and tiptoed in. The noises continued and started to get louder. “Dene… is that you?” I whispered knocking on the bedroom door, its not closed all the way and it swings open. I gasp, my hands flying to cover my mouth. Its Harrison with some bleach blonde girl I’ve never see before. “Y/N! What are you doing here? Your not supposed to be back til tomorrow!” Harrison screams pulling the sheets up to cover himself and the girl. “Harrison who is this?” The girl asks “Shut up Kelly!” He screams back. “Harrison how could you? After everything we’ve been through! I stayed I kept my promise! I cant- I just can’t…” I stammer, tears streaming down my cheeks now. I pull the ring he gave me off my finger and leave it on the dresser, turning to leave. “Wait- I can explain!” I take a deep breath and without turning around respond: “I don’t want to hear it, its over. We’re done Harrison.” I pull my sleeve up to expose my bruises, not just to remind Harrison of what he’s done, but to silently warn Kelly what she’s in for. Then I leave. I get a cab back to the airport and call Bailey on the way. I tell him the whole ugly story and without seeing him I can tell he’s probably clenching his fists. I tell him to calm down and not to break any walls. All I need is a little ice cream and a little Adele and I’ll be fine. We pull up to the airport and I’m still on the phone with him. I pay the driver, take my bags and walk inside to try to get a ticket back to Illinois. “Do I need to say I told you so Y/N? You knew this was coming, the way he was distant, I mean how often were you guys actually speaking in the last couple weeks?” “Grayson please I don’t need this right now ok! I know he was a douche, I know he was treating me like trash, but I loved him. And  I thought he loved me. We were together for almost eight years! That means something to me! I mean do you have any idea how painful it is to see the one you love in somebody else arms?” I say breaking down into tears. “I’m sorry.” He replies. I look up and see him standing in front of me, phone to his ear. He locks eyes with me and we both hang up as I run into his arms. He wraps his strong arms around me and sob into his chest. “Shh… its gonna be ok.” He whispers, holding me tight and rubbing my back. Little did I know he knew exactly how I felt when I saw Harrison and Kelly… the same way he felt when he saw me and Harrison… He held me like this for a few moments and then we got our tickets. The flight back was quiet, accept of course for my crying. I kept my head on his shoulder and eventually passed out. As I drifted off to sleep I pondered about this being the last time I saw Harrison… boy was I wrong.

Chapter 1: The First Week We spent the week we had off before our graduation together, mostly in the little apartment I had been living in. It was one of the hardest weeks of my life, but it had a happy ending. Ethan and Alicia spent most of their time at the twins place. The day before the ceremony however, E came over with Alicia and the four of us spent the day together. “Hey you… how you feeling?” Ethan said coming into the living room and seeing me under blankets on the sofa surrounded by tissues and junk food. “A little better I guess…” I say standing to hug him. His hug is sweet, but its not the same as Bailey’s, I couldn’t place why at the time, it just felt different. “Hey Y/N, why don’t you hop in the shower while I clean up here a bit, and then we can watch some movies or something?” Bailey says tapping my shoulder gently. “Are you trying to tell me something Bailey?” I say, letting go of Ethan and turning to face Gray, hand on my hip. “No no, of course not. I just meant-“ “I’m just kidding, I get you. I’ll feel much better after a shower. I’ll be back in a few.” I reply going off to the bathroom.

Bailey’s POV

“Baby, I’m gonna go pick up some ice cream and pizza, break up essentials. I’ll be back soon, let her know when she comes back ok?” Alicia says kissing Ethan and then gesturing to me knowingly as she leaves. Ethan gives her an “I know” look and walks her out before coming back to help me clean. “So, what was that look about?” I ask “What look?” “C’mon E, I’m not an idiot.” “Actually you kinda are.” He says patting my on the shoulder and going to the kitchen to throw away some garbage. “What do you mean?” I reply following him “Dude, you realize if you had told her the way you felt weeks ago she may not be in the mess she is now?” “Yeah, like its really that simple. Its not like if I told her I was in love with her she’d just dump the douche and come running to me. She was with him for almost eight years, you cant just undo that with three words!” “Yeah, but you’ve been involve with her since freshman year! Thats almost half the time she’s been with him! You knew he was pushing her around, she wasn’t safe with him and somewhere deep down I have to believe she knew it. She’s too smart not to have. All she needed was a little push to see it. You could have given her that push.” “Don’t you think I’ve been trying! I’ve been begging her for weeks to dump the ass wipe! She was so in love with him, nothing could change that. She doesn’t feel that way about me, I just have to accept that.” “No you don’t bro. I know you better than I know myself, you’ve never felt this way about any girl before and you probably never will again. That means something. Listen, I see the way she looks at you sometimes, the way your always there for her whenever, wherever. I really believe she notices that too. She loves you, I know it, she just doesn’t know it. She’s hurting right now, she has been for a while. But you can help heal that hurt. And when the pain fades and you tell her how you feel, I guarantee she’ll realize she feels the same way.” “Wow dude… that was deep.” “Well it was true.” “Your right, I’m not giving up on-“ “Your not giving up on what?” Y/N says stepping into the kitchen in her robe whilst ringing her hair out with a towel. I just look at her a second, taken aback. I’m mesmerized by the few tiny water droplets that slowly make their way down her legs. For a brief moment I imagine standing in the shower with her, those beautiful legs wrapped around my waist. Before my fantasy escalates I’m brought back into reality by Ethan nudging me. “Earth to Bailey? Where’d you just go?” She asks again. “Oh uh nowhere, I was saying I’m not giving up on… finding the vacuum, where’d you put that thing again?” I nervously stammer. “The hall closet, but you don’t have to worry about that, I can do it after I get dressed.” “Oh no, its my pleasure, I- I mean I don’t mind.” “You’re really to sweet to me Bailey, thanks again.” She replies giving me a peck on the cheek before going back to her room to get dressed. “Be right out!” She calls from her room. “Thank god your not giving up on the vacuum bro!” Ethan jokes once she’s out of sight. “Oh shut up.” I say smacking him on the head and going to get the vacuum.

Y/N’s POV

I go through my drawers trying to find something comfortable to wallow in. I’m rummaging through my shirt drawer and I keep pulling out the Princeton t-shirts Harrison’s been sending me. Frustrated I almost give up before suddenly pulling out one of Bailey’s lacrosse t shirts.  Its purple with the words “NORTHWESTERN LACROSSE” written in block letters and the lacrosse logo below it. Hm, I must’ve borrowed this and forgotten to give it back. I slip it on over my black leggings and bra. Oh its really soft and it still smells like him I think smiling. I decide to keep it on, as its the only thing that’s made me smile the past three days (besides of course Bailey himself). I stroll out into the living room and find the twins chilling on the couch. “Guys the place looks great, thanks so much.” I say walking up to the sofa and rubbing Grayson’s shoulder appreciatively. “No prob, uh Alicia went to get break up essentials.” Ethan says without looking away from his phone.       “Pizza and ice cream?” “Yep.” I walk around to the front of the couch and sit next to Bailey resting my head on his shoulder. “Is that my shirt?” He asks “Oh, yeah I found it in my drawer, I hope its ok that I wear it. The only other clean t shirts I have right now are the bloody ten thousand Princeton shirts Harrison sent me.” “Its cool… do you… do you even remember when you “borrowed it” by the way?” “Not really actually, why the air quotes around “borrow it?”” “Well… because technically you didn’t really borrow it…” he says looking away. “What do you mean?” “Yeah bro, what are you talking about?” Ethan chimes in, now looking up from his phone. “Are you sure you want Ethan hearing this story Y/N?” “How bad is it?” “You know its not your fault, you were really drunk-“ “Oh god, what the hell did I do?” “Well, it was a party that the lacrosse team threw, and Harrison had just told you he wasn’t going to make it here for the weekend… again… and you were understandably pissed and you drank a lot… you were totally wasted and you got up on a table and started dancing… and kind of ripped your shirt off…” “Oh my god! I cant believe I did that! I have no memory of that!” “As soon as you did it I grabbed you off the table and took you to our apartment. Ethan stayed the night at Alicia’s so he wasn’t there. You passed out in my car on the way there, after protesting with me to let you stay at the party. I carried you into my room, placed you on the bed, and had Cameron come over and help clean you up. Then I put one of my t shirts on you and drove you back here.” “And you did all this whilst I was unconscious?” “Yeah, you pretty much slept through all of it.” “So you saw me in my underwear and didn’t tell me?” “Just your bra… you kept your shorts on. I’m sorry if your creeped out… I just wanted to make sure you were ok… and the next day you didn't remember anything, so I though I’d save you the embarrassment and not tell you…” “Creeped out? How could I be creeped out, that is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me! I mean Harrison never did anything like that.” “Grayson how come you didn't tell me about this?” Ethan asks “Because I couldn’t risk anyone blabbing to her, I made all the guys at the party swear not to say anything either.” “Thank you Bailey, just thank you…” I say wrapping my arms around him. “Your welcome, you can keep the shirt by the way.” Soon Alicia came back with the food and we watched movies together all day. It really was exactly what I needed. After I a few hours I could tell Ethan and Alicia really wanted to leave. For the past twenty minutes they were teasing each other and Ethan now sat with a pillow over his lap. “Its ok really E, you guys have been here all day. Besides I have my Bailey. I won’t be alone.” I say putting my arm around Grayson. “Are you sure babe?” Alicia asks “Positive, you guys go have some alone time.” I say winking at Ethan. “See you later Y/N.” Alicia says hugging me and heading to the door. “God bless you Y/N” Ethan whispers hugging me before following Alicia out. “I apologize for him.” Gray says after they leave. “Its ok, I get it. So its just me and you then Bai- I mean Grayson.” I say grazing his arm. “You know if it really bothers you I’ll stop calling you Bailey…” “I don’t mind, I kinda like that your the only one that calls me that…” he replies locking eyes with me. “Thank you… really for everything.” “Don’t mention it.” I lay my head on his shoulder as he plays the next movie. I’m gonna be ok… I think drifting off.

#dolan twins #dolan twins imagine #grayson dolan #grayson dolan imagine #grayson bailey dolan #bailey #grayson dolan au #bromieomie

[biwikrie]

everything that’s going wrong in my life because i am bitter

the move

ok so i recently moved from japan back to the US and everything is so jacked up here and far apart. i mean sure, i kinda like it here, but since i know no one and am unable to actually go anywhere, i cant really do anything. not to mention that im not accustomed to anything in the US and everyone just expects me to know things and relate when i’ve literally been in the US for like two-ish maybe months after 5 years in JAPAN. hhhh stressful. also, i don’t have anything from my room in japan. it’s not even packed up. so i’m going to be sleeping on an air mattress until at least december. 

school

when i say that my school is small, i mean too small. we have a 2300+ student body, but a main hallway that only accommodates 1500-ish people. it’s almost impossible to walk to my classes and just as difficult to find a seat during lunch. also, i’m apparently ahead of my grade level in most things, so i’m fully just breezing through this year and cant change my classes because i couldn’t get the summer work for honors, and can’t take english and history classes for 11th graders. so my student transcript is going to be shit because i went from honors world history and literature to regular 10th grade world history and english. plus, i’m always the first to finish the tests and shit in my alg2 class, while sitting in the back because im too terrified of the giants that are 11th graders to sit anywhere else. i can’t really talk with anybody in most of my classes because they assume i’m a freshman and are just weirded out that such a small kid is in their class. 

friends / lack thereof

boy oh boy. the other reason i cant find a seat during lunch is because its divided into 3 different periods. i have third (last) lunch, which is also right after my alg2 class, which is full of 11th graders. so my tiny self is walking down the hall to the cafeteria surrounded by these tall 11th graders with no way of talking to them. so i just kinda sit “alone” at the peanut allergy table (when i say alone, i mean that im surrounded by upperclassmen as i try to take up as little space as possible while reading my book. 

let’s also talk about how all but one friend from japan probably forgot about me. so, shout out to paul for sticking to his promise of sending me a snap of him sending an “encouragement snap” using his mickey mouse voice. but because of the time difference, i can’t really speak in the group chat, and since they all live near each other and see each other everyday at school, they don’t really need to ever use the group chat. i have absolutely no one to vent to, and the only thing i can really talk about is bad stuff. so fuck me. 

i get 12000 crushes a day

SPEAKING OF FUCK ME: i, at 8:38 pm on thursday, august 31st, 2017, have 6 crushes. time to elaborate i guess. 

joseph/joey is in my chemistry class and my world history class. he’s pretty funny and i think i remember him from way back when i first lived in florida. he has this really interesting voice and laugh, and his hair has this little swoosh that goes straight up. only problem is that he kind of reminds me of yosuke and i can’t stand having him [joey] standing/sitting to my left.

dylan is in my art class. we talked for maybe two minutes on the first day and we still see each other everyday, but don’t talk. he got moved to a different table. he has a really deep voice that i absolutely love listening to. me and him occasionally look at each other when we’re confused by what the teacher is saying and have a little laugh. he’s only taking art because he needs a fine art to graduate. we dont talk, but we have this kind of unspoken agreement to do this dumb fake smile thing when we first see each other (but my gotdamn crush on him makes me go from fake smiling to blushing like an idiot). sometimes in class, i’ll catch him looking at me, and i don’t know if its my obnoxious teenage girl brain, but i think he might want to talk to me?? but oh my god he’s really pretty. like model status pretty. 

dj is also in my art class, but he also rides my bus. i know for a fact that he doesn’t like me. he doesn’t even know me. but he has bushy eyebrows and purple-ish curly hair. and oh my god when he laughs its amazing. i look at him too much. 

guy in my alg2 class that i dont know the name of is... in my algebra 2 class. i’ve never offically spoken to him, but his did hold the door open for me once and was super polite. he doesn’t play sports but he’s large. like, 6 foot large. he also has his hair up in a bun everyday. and today during the tst he undid the bun, and his hair goes a little bit past his shoulders and it looks to silky. deep voice.

liam is in my english 10 class. at least i know he’s in my grade right? and holy heck does he look so nice. he has blond-ish red hair and brown eyes?? and he literally could care less about school. he’s like a bad boy but super chill?? i used to sit directly across the room from him and i would sometimes look in his direction and see him looking at my group’s table? whether it be because he knew the people at my table, or was just completely blanking out, or because im a new student and hhhhh, i’ll never know because we had to change tables. now i sit with my back to him so idk if he’s even in the class anymore. 

anthony is in my world history class and is friends with joey. i had a crush on anthony before joey, but after a while anthony just seemed kind of dumb, but i still kind of like him? he goes out of his way to bring me into conversation and is funny in a dumb way. i dont even know. reminds me not to kill myself. he looks like he’s good at hugging. 

time in general

so i’ve recently been hit with this like wave of sadness where everything suck sand maybe that’s why i wrote this, but i have nothing to look forward to each day other than getting back to my “bed” after school. i just want it to be summer again becuase either 1) i can learn to drive, 2) anthony and joey and alec and austin can maybe want to hang out or something and i can finally have friends 3) i can screw up my sleeping schedule to talk to my bros in japan 4) i’ll have my stuff 5) i can start making real friends in junior year because at least i might know some people during lunch. i just want everything to fix itself because i have no way of fixing it. 

i kinda want to die

and not in the angsty teen way. actually, maybe in the angsty teen way. i just dont think that i have anything to provide to the world and i’ve already experienced all the world has to offer? i mean, obviously i haven’t, but in a “nothing else really will matter” kind of way. is that nihilistic? i just want to skip to the part of my life where i can just experience love?? thats sappy as shit, but i want to find someone that i can really love and experience the thing that humans experience and just know that im not alone in the universe? maybe its me and my obsession with soulmate au’s, but i really want to find someone where everything just clicks from the first moment and i can just be myself and be fully accepted and be truly vulnerable and free with someone that i absolutely care about and love? but i know im not mentally prepared to be in a relationship of any kind and that’s a problem after being removed from the only people i could talk to. so i’m forced to bottle things up and just try to push away bad thoughts to prevent myself from just crying in the middle of class. sometimes i get the thought of the time i wrote a suicide note. sometimes i think about who of my classmates would notice that i never showed up to school again. sometimes i think of when my brother and dad would find me dead and what their reactions would be. but hey! “i want to die” i so #relatable right !!!

i just want to say that the only people that i’ve met that maybe genuinely cared if i actually killed myself were my biology teacher mr francis and anthony. i remember the look on mr francis’s face when i said that i didn’t know if i wanted to be alive, while my classmates just laughed because of the whole “i want to die” meme culture we have. i appreciate that he didn’t tell anyone, but that might not have been the best in the long run. of course, that’s not his fault. he probably knew that i would just lie to the counselor. but i wish mr francis could see me now. completely broken and looking like i never want to wake up. last week in history class, my group was all joking about wanting to die, and i think anthony saw it on my face. he saw the quiet build up of tears as i thought of what these people i call my somewhat friends would think or how they would react if they realized i never showed back up to school. or if my teacher announced that i had killed myself. or as i thought of my suicide note that i wrote a month and a half ago. and he probably said the last words i expected to hear from one of my classmates, especially after only knowing me for a few days. “you know, if you were to kill yourself, i’d get really sad” it’s dumb, i know. but it’s suck with me. he barely even knows me, but we were launched into this conversation about how we would truly feel if someone close to us died. like imagine coming to school and noticing that the person that sits next to you, who normally never skipped a single day of school, now hasn’t shown up in a week. imagine trying to find their face during lunch, only to figure out that they aren’t even breathing anymore. imagine having to continue with our day, with your life, not truly knowing what happened, or knowing if you can help, or if you could’ve helped to prevent such a thing from happening. imagine seeing someone you’ve seen everyday just disappear without a trace, just to disappear without anyone knowing that they were even there. (deh anyone?) 

#leftradish vent #tw: sucide mention