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the fake date plot | part 5.

Summary: Gryffindors, seventh years, classmates, unrequited love. Just a few things Y/N and James Potter had in common. When a brilliantly dumb plan is hatched the two end up getting something a little different than what they wanted.

Warnings for the Series: oh, this is a slowburn now. Or at least that's the plan.

Pairing: James Potter x reader

Word Count: 1.8k

A/N: yes we're back, updates will probably take longer than they ever used to but I am trying to upload!

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It was obvious that your friends had been discussing the two of you by the way they suddenly broke apart and got quiet when you exited the bathroom. You and your suddenly real-fake boyfriend sat down with the rest of the group, letting them all see you guys holding hands before breaking apart. James held up a hand when Peter started to open his mouth.

“I don’t want to talk about it. We were going to tell you guys in a way that wasn’t as embarrassing as turning into a deer in the shower. And not as soon either.”

“Okay.”

Sirius hummed. “Hmm, not okay. Prongs, can I talk to you outside?”

Dorcas nodded. “Why don’t you take all the boys outside. Y/N, can we talk to you before the picnic?”

You and James locked eyes with each other before he and the boys left. You looked at your roommates and took a grape from the bowl in the middle of the picnic setup. Marlene scratched her head before addressing you.

“Weren’t you just crying about Xeno yesterday? Now you’re with James?”

Internally, you panicked. The last thing you thought was that your friends would separate the two of you for a discussion. You wished the two of you had thought about a story together before leaving the bathroom. Now, you were concerned that you guys’ stories wouldn’t match up.

“I know,” you said. “But James confessed last night kind of accidentally and he knows I still have some feelings for Xeno but we agreed to go slow. And we were friends before so it isn’t that weird.”

You picked at your fingers while listening to your friends telling you that they were still confused, or that James was a bad idea, or anything else they could think of. Even though it wasn’t real you still kind of felt bad.

Sure, James was actually trying to date Lily but it sucked to think his entire persona was just that to other people. The girls were positive he was too obsessed with your redheaded friend to be serious about anything with you or anyone else.

Marlene poured some water into a cup for you. “And showering together? Already? Being naked! If you were me or even Mary then I wouldn’t say anything.”

Mary laughed as they clinked glasses. “My fellow steamy first dates partner-in-crime.”

“But you, Y/N, you don’t even like to kiss on a first date. This seems pretty fast for you. I love James but if Lily has shown us anything, he can be obsessive. And I don’t like that when it comes to you.”

“It was already bad enough with Xeno,” Dorcas added. “We’re only saying this because we love you but you don’t move at the same speed as them… and it feels like you’re changing yourself to match their pace.”

“No,” you said defensively, knowing you couldn’t say just James was hiding in the shower. “I just didn’t want to leave the water and James came from quidditch. I felt bad if he didn’t get to relax so I said he could join if he wanted to. He didn’t even look at me.”

“He didn’t?”

“No.”

“Seriously?”

“I’m serious. James never looks.”

Lily stopped fixing her sandwich. “What do you mean never looks? That sounds plural.”

“Um, yeah. When I got really drunk at the party, well you know how I really hate not being clean, James helped me with that.”

“He did?”

“Yeah, he bathed me by the sink and didn’t look at my boobs once. He just looked me in the eye.”

“James?” Mary asked. “James Potter?”

You nodded. “The only thing he’s ever done when I was naked was look me in the eye and help me get dressed.”

“Don’t forget I held your hand while you peed, bug,” James said as he and the other boys walked in.

“Hey! Stop telling people that, it’s embarrassing.”

While you acted defensive, in reality, you were sighing with relief when the boys came back in. A minute longer and you would have had to come up with another story in defense of James. He sat down next to you, wrapping an arm around your waist. You wanted to laugh at your friend’s faces.

The second time you came over in the summer, you brought a trunk. James wanted you to stay for two weeks so you guys could practice affection as a couple. You were initially going to tell your parents that you were going to Alice’s house but a lie seemed like it would fall apart in a matter of seconds. So you told the truth and were mortified at the second sex talk you had ever gotten from them.

James was the only one at his house when he got home, stating he convinced Peter to take in Sirius for the week. He didn’t even need a reason to lie, Pete was more than happy to have his other friend sleepover because it got him out of babysitting duties. You followed the man in front of you towards the kitchen. He pointed you to a stool and started pulling out ingredients.

“Have you had breakfast yet?” he asked.

“Oh, that letter was legitimate. You actually cook?”

James scoffed. “Yes. And don’t forget you’re supposed to act surprised at Hogwarts when you find that out.”

“I won’t,” you said as you watched him begin to make crumpets.

“Good. Now do you want cereal or porridge?”

“How long do the crumpets take?”

“Forty minutes.”

“I’ll take the Pixie Puffs then.”

You and James spend that entire morning and the rest of the week talking over small yet important details. The both of you were comfortable with brazen pda. Holding hands, hugging, cuddling, kisses, even kissed on the neck. All were okay.

So you flopped over and rested your head on James’ lap, eyes closing momentarily so you wouldn’t chuckle at Remus’ open jaw. Your friend’s lap became one of your favorite cuddle spots. Despite quidditch, James wasn’t pure muscle to the point where it was uncomfortable. His hand occasionally traced circles over the exposed skin on your waist or ran gently up and down your arm.

James looked down when he felt you staring. “What?”

“Nothing.”

“What?” he asked with a laugh as he bent down. “Am I just that pretty?”

“No, Jamie.”

“Then what?”

“Can I come watch your quidditch practice some time?”

He nodded aggressively. “Of course, bug. But don’t you already watch practices?”

“But that’s for Marlene, like… friends.”

“Yeah, sure. I’d like you to be there.” James leaned down even more to give you a light kiss on your cheek.

The two of you broke apart from being in your own little world to joining the rest of your friends. Dorcas, Marlene, and Sirius looked suspicious. Peter and Mary had little smiles on their faces and seemed to be happy for you two. Remus and Lily were just avoiding eye contact.

Everyone started to relax after the appetizers of the picnic. You and James didn’t do much more than him holding your waist or you resting your head on his shoulder. Overselling the idea that you were a couple didn’t seem very smart. Someone, especially Sirius or Marlene, was bound to catch on.

When your roommates left, you told them that you’d be there in a few minutes. The marauders, who were all retreating to their beds minus Sirius who was looking for pajamas so he could take a shower, raised their eyebrows at you requesting spa time with James. Sirius shot up from his trunk.

“Prongs doing skin care past face wash and lotion? Yeah, right.”

“I actually liked the skin care,” James said. “Just not the face mask part or the essence.”

The two of you escaped into the bathroom, leaving the door open this time. The rest of the marauders looked in. You sat on the counter cross-legged while James stood flush against it to the point where your legs were touching his skin. He rested his hands on your waist.

“Can I do your hair?” he asked.

You raised an eyebrow. “Only because you have curly hair, I’ll let you try. Not today though, but at some point.”

Sirius shook his head. He casted a silencing spell on his bed so Remus and Peter could come over without it seeming suspicious if the entire dorm room was suddenly silent. The two boys walked over. Sirius held up a small book.

“Okay, I know this is wrong on so many levels. And I would normally never do this but something is just so weird about this. James has never talked to Y/N before this year I’m sure.”

With a bit of hesitation, they opened their friend’s diary and sifted through the pages. Aside from a few mentions of you in passing when James was recounting his day, there was nothing really about you. But there were countless pages about Lily.

They put the diary back in its place under the pillow and tried to look normal as they listened to the strange couple laughing in the bathroom. Something was suspicious about you guys. You jumped down from the counter when you finished doing your skin care, gathering your stuff to take back to your room.

James caught your arm when you reached the door of their room. “I think you’re forgetting something.”

You looked around. “Am I? I could’ve sworn I put everything in h… you didn’t mean that literally did you?”

James shook his head as he bent down to give you a kiss.

The two of you were sitting on the couch after the second movie had ended. Couch cuddling was an easy task. Ten minutes into the first movie and you guys looked like a couple that had been cuddling for years. You both decided to try floor and bed cuddling the next day. James took a swig of his butterbeer, nearly choking at your next suggestion.

“Is that a bad idea?” you asked, picking at your fingers.

“No. You’re right, we do need to know how to kiss each other. I’ve just never had anyone phrase it so bluntly before… Do you have anything you don’t want me to do?”

You shrugged. “I’ve never kissed anyone before… Have you?”

“Nope.”

The two of you got so close that you were practically on top of James. You rested your hands on his shoulders while his hands came to cup the side of your face and back of your neck. James smiled at you once before leaning in. His lips were soft and surprisingly full. You found yourself relaxing more. The two of you laughed before pulling apart and laughing some more.

“Was that really your first kiss?” you asked him.

“With a girl, yeah. But Remus has the first honor of ever touching these lips.”

You and James broke apart, staying close enough for you to peck his lips once more. The door closed behind you but before you could make your way to the stairs for your dorm, you heard all three boys practically attack their friend.

(part 6)...

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thefactsofthematter · 1 year

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43 for sprace but race said that

43: “YOU DID WHAT?”

y’all ready for some fluff??? i’m absolutely loving this little au and i hope you do too!! no content warnings here, just pure sweetness and stupidity 🤩

It's a Saturday afternoon in the middle of July, it's gorgeous outside, and Racetrack Higgins is stuck in his bedroom, doing homework.

He's not sure how long he's been staring at the same page of his textbook, his eyes unfocused and not really reading anything anymore, when he hears the door of the apartment swing open. His roommates went out a couple of hours ago to go enjoy the beautiful day, like any other sane people who opted not to take an unbearably hard summer course would do— they must finally be back now.

"Hi Race!"

There's really no need for Spot to shout, as their place truly isn't that big, but the man seems to only have two volume settings— silent and stoic, or obnoxiously loud. It's kind of hilarious.

"Hi Spot!" Race calls right back, silently thanking all that's holy for the interruption and excuse to leave his desk for a bit. He stands up to head out to the living room, and his whole back cracks. He's clearly been sitting too long. "What's up, dude!?"

"You gotta come see this, bro!" Spot continues. "Me and Olivia got matching tattoos!"

Immediately, Race's brow furrows in some mixture of amusement and confusion.

"Wait, you did what?"

When he turns the corner, there stand his two roommates— or rather, one sits happily in a baby carrier, strapped to the chest of the other, because she's only ten months old and not very good at standing yet. They're a very cool pair, in their matching sunglasses and tank tops, and they're both grinning like absolute devils. It's adorable.

"Lookit," Spot beams, holding up Olivia’s chubby little arm to show the temporary tattoo of a sparkly purple unicorn that's been applied to her bicep. He's got the very same one shimmering on his cheek, as his face is one of the only parts of his body not covered in real tattoos. "We're twinning!"

Race can't help but laugh.

"You are. Where'd you get those?"

"There was this street fair thing going on a few blocks down, some booth was giving away all these little stickers and tattoos and stuff," Spot replies, toeing his shoes off and dropping his diaper bag by the door. He pulls something from his back pocket. "We got you one too— Livy didn't want you to feel left out." He passes the square of paper into Olivia’s tiny fist. "Here, give it to Racer, baby."

Race walks over to grab it from her, and she giggles and blows a raspberry at him.

"What did your daddy do to you, Liv?" he teases, crouching down to coo at her. "Pretty soon you're gonna be all inked up, just like him!"

She babbles and reaches out for him.

"Can you hang out with her for a minute?" Spot asks, carefully unclipping the carrier to take her out. "I need to give her a bottle and put her down for a nap, but I gotta piss first."

"Of course. I'm always down to hang out with this little princess." Race takes the baby, making all kinds of silly faces at her to distract her as Spot walks away. He bounces her gently in his arms and wanders over to the kitchen. "Where should I put my tattoo? What do you think, Olive?"

He opens the fridge to grab a pre-mixed bottle— Spot usually keeps a few on hand— and gives it a good shake. Olivia has gotten picky lately and only likes cold formula, rather than warmed or room-temperature, so he passes it straight to her and she's happy to go to town on it.

"Man, you were hungry," he chuckles. "Look at you go. You're drinking like your daddy doing a keg stand— did you know he was a party animal? Believe it or not, your dad used to be cool."

Spot is still cool, Race supposes, but it's fun to pick on him; he obviously doesn't go out as much as he used to, even though he's finally legal now, because he's a little busy looking after a tiny human most of the time. In fact, it's incredibly cool that Spot balances part-time school, part-time work, and full-time single fatherhood so gracefully at only twenty-one, because Race is rather sure he'd have some kind of stress-induced mental breakdown every other week if he were in Spot's shoes.

Actually, Spot is kind of the coolest person alive, if you really think about it.

And Race does think about it... a lot.

Not in a weird way, because he's been best friends with Spot for over three years, ever since they were randomly assigned roommates in their freshman dorm, and he's also seventy percent sure Spot is straight— but, like, he probably admires the guy a little more than would be considered normal for your best pal.

"Now, about this tattoo, huh?" He changes the topic from his own overthinking, keeping Olivia cradled in one arm as he rummages around for some paper towel with his free hand. "There's no chance I'm putting it on my face. What if I match with you and put it on my arm?"

Race doesn't have nearly as many tattoos as Spot, just a few doodles all around his arms and chest, and he's currently shirtless because it's hot as balls in his bedroom, so he could really stick the sparkly unicorn practically anywhere. He wets the paper towel in the sink and uses it to press the little square of paper to the bicep of the arm that he's holding Olivia with.

It's just as he's peeling the paper off to reveal his new ink that Spot emerges from his bathroom break.

"Aren't you two just the cutest?"

Race grins.

"I know, I'm pretty adorable. I guess she's okay too."

Spot rolls his eyes. He looks totally exhausted but incredibly content, which has basically been his default ever since Olivia came into the picture. He never complains about his situation, though it surely isn't easy— he just keeps trucking along and doing his best, rarely even asking for help.

"Dumbass," he laughs. "Thanks for feeding her, though. She was getting super fussy while we were out— I think the heat was a little much."

"I'll go put her down when she's done eating," Race offers. "You look beat. Just chill for a bit, I've got her."

Spot leans against the counter, rubs his hands over his face, and lets out a deep, tired sigh. He clearly needed this little break.

"Fuck. Thank you. You're amazing."

Race rocks Olivia gently— she's settled right down, looking very comfy and sleepy. He truly didn't think he was good with kids until this little angel came along; he's apparently got some kind of magic touch, because she's always perfectly calm for him.

"No problem, bro. I'm always happy to help."

Spot sets to work on making himself something to eat, so Race just paces around until it looks like Olivia’s about done with the bottle, her eyes starting to fall shut.

"Alrighty. Time for a nap, little dude." He sets the bottle in the sink and heads off to Spot's bedroom to lay her in her cot. He carefully wiggles her into her sleep sack, pops a pacifier in her mouth, switches on the white noise speaker, and draws the curtains. "Have a good sleep, Livy. I love you."

He gently shuts the door behind him— he knows she sleeps like a rock, but he still gets paranoid about being too loud— and when he steps back into the living room, Spot is unabashedly staring at him from where he’s settled himself on the couch.

"Dude," Spot says, after a second, "I think I might be in love with you."

Race stops short. His heart skips a beat.

"What?" He shakes his head. "I mean... awesome. Sick. That's great. But, like... what?"

Spot laughs a little to himself, with that stupid sparkly unicorn still shimmering on his cheek.

"I can’t believe I just realized it. You’re just, like, the best person ever— you’re hot, and you’re smart, and you take such good care of Liv, and I’m so into you… is that weird?”

Race blinks.

“No, not that weird.” He sits down next to Spot on the couch. “I don’t think so, at least. It’s chill.”

“I just told you I’m in love with you,” Spot laughs, “and all you can say is it’s chill? What does that even mean?”

Now, for someone who talks an awful lot, Race is terrible with words. He’s got absolutely no clue what to say, so he simply pulls Spot in for a kiss.

“Does that answer your question?” he asks, after a few seconds.

Spot rolls his eyes.

“You are so fucking stupid.”

But he kisses Race again, so he can’t possibly be that annoyed.

Race smiles into it— everything about Spot’s kiss is perfect, and he can’t help but think that this is exactly how their weird little family was meant to be.

#is this my best writing ever? probably not but it’s funny so idc <3 #as always pls reblog and whatnot i appreciate it and i like reading tags teehee #newsies #racetrack higgins #spot conlon #sprace #my writing

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slutforstabbings-archive · 1 year

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Since the Velma show is so uhhhhh Like That, here's my pitch for an adult Scooby Doo show:

The most similar existing Scooby thing is On Zombie Island and the two biggest inspirations/points of comparison outside of Scooby Doo are Scream (particularly MTV Scream) and Cabin in the Woods.

The gang are college upperclassmen, juniors and/or seniors.

Fred started as a finance major but switched to criminal justice. Daphne’s a journalism major. Shaggy's getting a fine art degree and his concentration is ceramics, Velma's major is physics.

Fred and Shaggy were roommates freshman year and had an enemies to besties situation because they were so different. Mostly the problem was that Fred's upbringing was super sheltered and old money, prep school, country club, young republicans - so when he meets Shaggy he's like how tf do I deal with people who aren't from my very rigid uptight wealthy background? But he lets go of that bullshit really quickly and now he and Shaggy are inseparable and have chosen to continue to live together since.

Daphne is Fred's high school sweetheart, they both went to single gender prep schools but they were like "sibling" schools that held co-ed events together. She's from the same super rigid old money world as him but she's always been more rebellious and aware of the outside world than he was. Maybe they broke up for a while because even tho they decided to go to the same university, they wanted different college experiences and she was a big party girl freshman and sophomore years, but now she's calmed down a little and he's opened up, so they're the most compatible they've ever been and they find their way back to each other.

Velma and Shaggy met in an art class that she was taking as an elective and he was taking as part of his main course work. She'd never done any kind of art before and was super nervous but Shaggy was really encouraging and they became buddies and she discovered a new interest and made all her free electives be art classes after that. If Shaggy's having a hard time getting a sculpture to be structurally stable, he comes to Velma for physics assistance.

Shaggy decides to adopt a dog and he's on the humane society website like look at this weird dog, it says he's been there for months, how come nobody has adopted him? So he takes Fred and they go to the humane society and they meet this fucked up Great Dane that nobody else wants and they agree to adopt him.

That's when Weird Shit TM starts happening on campus and in the surrounding town. It is NOT monster of the week but maybe the first couple episodes are sort of falsely monster of the week seeming, until they realize everything is connected. Definitely keeping the villian's motivation as some horrible destructive ultra capitalist scheme, and it hits close to home for Fred and Daphne because that's kind of the world they're from, but it's also supernatural somehow and Scooby's nature as a not-quite-normal dog is tied into it, the four of them like, become fated to solve this problem because they welcome Scooby into their lives. Stakes are high, the supernatural is real and death is permanent. The gang should lose peripheral friends and have to figure out the mystery while also mourning, and the villian or one (or more) of the villian's henchmen is someone in the gang's outer circle. Like maybe the big bad is the president of the university and Daphne's sorority sisters and Shaggy's plug and Velma's advisor are all in on it.

Velma IS a lesbian, and Indian. If we're making one of them black it's gotta be Fred or Daphne, I hate that they made the stoner character black in the Velma show lol that was my first red flag. I mean, in this I think they're all stoners, they do the round table That 70's Show thing, Shaggy is just the only one with a Stoner Personality. And I think it's cool for him to be non-white, it just feels cringey to me for him to be black. But I think it could be really interesting for one of the super wealthy upper crust characters to have to realize that they were really insulted from racism in their specific community but that doesn't mean that it isn't still a big deal everywhere else, and maybe even looking back they DID experience racism growing up, they just didn't realize it. Perhaps they're even mixed race, half black half white and have to deal with the intersecting privilege and oppression that simultaneously brings them. Fred is bi but still figuring it out, Shaggy is nb but enjoys masculinity and just doesn't give a shit about how other people perceive his gender, it's a more internal experience for him, and he defies gender conventions in subtle ways.

#scooby doo #velma the series #fred jones #norville shaggy rogers #daphne blake #velma dinkley #mtv scream #cabin in the woods #mine #sorry to break from corey content but all spooky people like scooby doo right?#i think this belongs here

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blog-name-idk · 2 years

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Everything Falls (Into Place) | 07

*Banner by the incredible @bangtansmauyeondan

Pairing: OT7 x Fem Reader

Genre: College!AU, Roommate!AU, Fluff, Humor, Smut

Summary: Your new roommates are unbearably nice and unbearably hot. Good thing you're an adult who is fully capable of platonic friendships with the opposite sex, right?

Word Count: 624

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Jimin What movie are we watching for Festa night??

Hobi Nothing scary please 😥

Jungkook Be a man, hyung

You What is Festa night?

Jin Only the most wonderful time of the year! Namjoon, did you not tell her?

Namjoon Sorry [y/n], I can't believe I forgot We try to designate one weekend every semester to a full group hang Friday is dinner + movie night Saturday is boozy brunch + recovery Sunday is responsible stuff

You Huh, that's actually a really cute tradition. I hope you guys have fun!

Jungkook Do you already have plans this weekend?

You Not yet, but I can figure something out! Don't worry, I won't crash bro night

Yoongi you're invited dumbass

Jimin You're one of us now, silly!

You Aw you guys, I'm so happy to be an honorary bro <333 Jin, are you gonna cook? Do you want any help?

Jin I am blessed with a kind, beautiful, considerate wife-bro Guys, take note

Namjoon I can help!

Jin Thank you Namjoon You can help the most by staying out of my kitchen But I appreciate the consideration

You Wait, does Jin do all the cooking for Friday AND Saturday? That's kinda fucked up

Namjoon I could help…

Hobi Brunch is on the rest of us!

Jimin We're not THAT selfish :(

You Hey you can't blame me for assuming, it's not like anyone else ever cooks around here

Jin [Y/n] <3333333

Jungkook I can cook I just choose not to

Jin Wow

Yoongi let's be real, hobi and i make the food tae makes coffee and jimin and jk make mimosas and margaritas

Namjoon I want to help… Am I useless?

Jimin What?! No, of course not!

Jungkook Of course not hyung, there's a reason we call you our leader

Namjoon But you guys never let me do anything to help Do I really ruin everything?

Yoongi fuck guys we made namjoon sad

You Joon, I'm having problems starting my art history paper It's on the juxtaposition of traditional and postwar Japanese culture and how the dichotomy is still portrayed in contemporary art today I need you :(

Namjoon OMG I have the perfect reference book for you! Let me go find it!

You Oh! If it's not the photobook you showed me before, could you bring that too? … Namjoon?

Yoongi i think he's gone

Taehyung You didn't tell me you were taking an art history class!

You That's because I'm not

Hobi [Y/n], have we ever mentioned how much we love you? Because we love you soooo much <33333

You Not enough ;)

Taehyung We love you [y/n] <3

Jimin [Y/n] you're the best! <3

Jungkook [Y/n] you're almost as amazing as me <3

Jin [Y/n] you're almost as beautiful as me <3

Hobi Ahem, Yoongi-hyung

Yoongi … fine <3

You … I'll take it

Jungkook Yeah you will

You JEON JUNGKOOK! You did NOT just say that to me

Jimin Oooooo Kookie's in trouble

Taehyung Oh, we almost forgot the most important thing! [Y/n], do you own any pajamas?

You Uh, like sweatpants?

Jimin Rule 1 is that festa is a weekend-long pajama party They have to be legit pjs

You I love it, it sounds adorable I don't have any though :( If I even wear anything to sleep it's just like a shirt

Jungkook klojl

You ?

Jungkook I dropped my phone

Hobi You can borrow some of mine!

Taehyung Or mine!

Jin Back off ovules She's MY wife, she'll borrow mine I have the best selection, anyway

Jimin Hyung, she'll drown in your clothes You can borrow mine! You'll look perfect!

Jungkook Yeah bc you're the same size

Yoongi lmao

Jimin Jeon, let's take this offline

Taehyung RIP Kookie

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davy-zeppeli · 2 months

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So I don't own a diary so I'm writing my thoughts here because it's my blog, fuck you.

The past month has been absolutely hellish. I've changed teams at work, had immense pressure put on me following this due to other managers in my area feeling the need to hound and scrutinise my team's work, and then I broke up with my partner, essentially throwing away any and all financial and home security I had in my future.

I separated with my partner for my own independence and freedom, to put it bluntly. 4 years together showed me we were perfect for eachother - same music taste, sams interests, many great and fun adventures together - but after 4 years, little things built up. Not being able to take the bus without scrutiny. Not being able to buy things I want in the shop due to it 'wasting money'. Stopping drinking because he didn't like it. Not being able to stay over at a friend's house without giving him dates and times I'd be back, as well as who I'm staying with and where. One of our last discussions was him asking me if I still loved him, which I did and do - but he also asked me if I'd been seeing other people. I didn't know it at the time, but it was a level of insecurity and fear expressed by him that was the primary indicator that something wasn't right.

About a week or so later, I suggested I move out and we try being friends.

This was not easy. Jesus Christ, it was hard. He took it well, and I can say now after a few more weeks we've both made peace with it. We're still best friends. He always will be! But it feels good now knowing that we're classifying our relationship as what it always was - best friends who live together. I've been told on numerous occasions that we really did just seem like roommates who happen to be together, and it only took until now to see it. But, despite it all, I feel a lot happier following my decision.

I have a flat pretty much secured for May - he has a new flat mate lined up for after I leave. I have my freedom, and now it's a case of getting used to it.

Then comes my other crisis: Daniel.

So, I really hope he doesn't ever see this. He won't.

I've worked with Dan for over a year now - occasionally saying hello in the office after bonding at a work's party. Separate teams, never had much reason to interact past that. Until I moved teams - onto his team.

When I say this man has been a crucial anchor for me, I mean in wholeheartedly and with such sincerity that I can't put it into words in a way that would do it justice. He was the one who made me realise, yeah, my situation isn't great at the moment, is it? Yeah, I enjoy going out, don't I? Yeah, the anti-depressants aren't nuking my libido, are they? It's something else. He's one of the most chill, sarcastic, and real people I've met in a long time - and he's got his own trauma to show for it. We've made the joke we're similar - both in therapy, both play instruments, both love music, etc. But as such, we both know how to read eachother too well. And boy, he read me like a book.

After going to his open mic (with his family, might I add. I thought more people would be going, but no - it was me and his family) and one gig with him, I'd realised I like him. A lot. A painful amount, actually. Yes, getting over my failed relationship was definitely contributing to it, but I can say now as well, with the beauty of hindsight, I do still like him. If he asked, I would. If he does ask, I will. He's very important to me. I like him very much.

It then became evident he liked me back.

I won't sugar coat it - we've slept together. At this point in time, about 6 or 7 times. That's more than I did with my partner in 4 years. I should feel like dirt for my quick 'turnaround' but I just can't bring myself to care about it. I thought I was broken, man, and that the anti-depressants had fucked me. Evidently not. He's told me after several heart-to-hearts that he cares about me a lot and trusts me. And I've echoed the same sentiment to him in return. I've stayed at his flat, we commute to work, I've met his family for christ's sake. You'd expect this to lead to us being together.

It has not lead to us being together.

To put it bluntly - he's not looking for a relationship right now. He has his own baggage he's trying to handle from a freshly broken relationship and moving house, so I am understanding. Does it make it hurt any less? Nope. When he told me this, aware I felt different, he put a boundary in place to protect me. No intimacy, just friends. I knew it was for the best, I trusted him and respected his needs. We moved on.

Now, the week following that decision? Torture. I wanted to be near him all the time, but had to make sure I respected him and his limits. It was for the best, in the end, because he was right - I was infatuated with him given my circumstances. So I can say now I'm not as head over heels for him as I was. He said it best himself: "I treat you with a little bit of respect and decency and you think I'm Jesus. You're just not used to having more than one of your needs met at once". Does that mean I don't like him any more in that way?

Absolutely not - but I know that it's something he doesn't want, so I'll put it on the back burner indefinitely. I love him too much as a friend to risk losing him over something like this.

Then comes last night.

The boundary was in place. We went out following a particularly stressful work day. We drank, we listened to live music, we had fun! Near the end of the night, he asked me how I felt towards him. Unprompted, almost. So I answered honestly:

I like him. Can't deny I like him. But I'm able to see that it's not what he wants, and I'm fine with that. I respect his boundaries. It doesn't mean I'm not attracted to him. His reaponse?

He nods. He asks me how I'm getting home. I say I haven't planned it. He asks if I want to go back to his. I agree. Once most people have left the bar and we're two of the few people left, he kisses me. Good fucking god it was like being hit with a bat. I'd missed it. I missed him. Needless to say, we went home, played some Guitar Hero, and then slept together. Our situation is friends with benefits and I'm happy with that.

Now, why am I typing all of this out? Like I said, I have no diary. I haven't been able to articulate these thoughts for a month in a way that would cause significantly reduced collateral damage. My therapy has been cancelled the past two times. I needed somewhere to speak.

If for some reason someone has read all of this - thanks? Feel free to ask questions. I don't mind. It might help me figure stuff out.

Until the next time, adios.

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"i am never, ever, going to one of jisung's parties again."

you shift in your 'seat' to try and get comfortable which results in the person underneath to emit a low groan, hot breath fanning against your ear causing goosebumps to rise all over. it's such an inappropriate scene, the way changbin has you perched on his lap, firm hands on your hips to stop you from moving around too much. "comfy, princess?" he rasps, and you have to bite your lip from making any sounds you know will boost his ego. it's already sky high as it is. god you could almost feel the raging hard-on if you leaned further back, even just a little.

it's hyunjin's fault. you blame it all on hyunjin for dragging you there because he said you needed to "have fun and let loose" after 2 weeks of stress and sleepless nights during final exams. you really do appreciate his thoughtfulness, and he's not wrong for the most part, it's just that you would've preferred staying in to binge watch the latest episodes of private lives on netflix. you're so behind on the drama it's frustrating. but when he offered to buy you new clothes for the halloween party, you figured why not? there's no loss with those terms are there?

wrong. hyunjin just conveniently forgot to mention that your natural enemy seo changbin would also be there. and that he'd be hot as fuck dressed as a policeman. if you were being brutally honest you'd like for him to lock you up and use those handcuffs for you, but it's well known around the campus that y/n and changbin do not go together. you bicker, you fight, you squabble every single time you're in the same room, let alone the same space. he riles you up like no other, and you challenge him like none has.

the sexual tension though? un-fucking-believable.

in changbin's defense, you didn't have to look so sexy in that air hostess costume. a flight attendant? he'd love for you to attend to his needs instead. it's true, the both of you can't stand each other but what's a bit of hate sex can't fix? "probably everything." was what his best friend and fellow roommate chan had said. he might be true, but that won't stop changbin from trying now will it? no, of course not.

"truth or dare y/n?"

curse that beer bottle for landing in your direction twice in a row. the first ended up with you in that position. and now? it's about to get real. so there's two options. either you get zapped by the lie-detecting machine or pick a lousy dare. both you're sure will only end up in your misery because your whole group of friends will forever try and get either you or changbin to break and get into each other's pants (or skirts) already. there's no giving up in their dictionary unless when it comes to studying.

"dare."

changbin whistles at your decision, his intense stare burning holes at the back of your head as he removed one of his hands to rest on your bare thigh. every touch of his fingertips sends tingles up your spine, core starting to drip with want. the longing, the need to be filled is overwhelming that your brain turns into mush and all rational thoughts are out the window.

"i dare you.. to kiss changbin. french style, if you will."

fuck it, you thought. you want a show? fine, i'll give you a show.

in the blink of an eye you've switched positions to straddle his lap, taking off the hat he's wearing and placing it on yourself before leaning in to capture his lips with yours. he smirks during the kiss, feeling victorious at you finally giving in at your desires. under different circumstances you'd want to slap that smirk right off, but now you're in too far to care.

it's animalistic, how he has in tongue in you within a split second after giving your ass cheeks a particularly harsh squeeze. the gasp you let out encourages him to move lower and lower to where you need him most. the sucking and biting he litters under your jaw would be future y/n's problem to handle in the morning because right now, you're putty in his hold. the purple and red marks are a sign, a warning. this is seo changbin's territory.

your hands around his neck, tangled in his soft locks earns a string unholy moans you're sure you'll never get tired of hearing. he knows damn well what he's doing. not one sweet spot of yours did he miss, and by the end of it he has your dress bunched up around your waist, lower half grinding down on his crotch.

"fuck, princess, you're so beautiful."

the action has you seeing stars, pure bliss fuelling your veins which keeps you going on and on and on. every drag gets you higher and god does it feel good. when his lips find yours again his thrusts meet you halfway, sinful moans getting swallowed by the wet muscle exploring the vast of your mouth. his taste is your favourite flavor yet.

you well and truly lost it when his dominance takes over. "you're tired hmm? it's okay princess let me take care of you." the flex of his thigh and the way he's pressing you down so that your clit rubs deliciously against the material of his pants has you keening. the words slipping out of his mouth are downright filthy, the knot in your stomach so awfully tight you're afraid it'll snap without caution.

"b-bin- changbin please.."

the audacity of this man to send you a devilish smirk after all you did was be a good girl for him.

"please what, princess? you're so pretty begging for me like this aren't you?"

his praises, god his praises could send you to heaven and back. you live off of him being proud of you, complimenting you as if you're fully his. he owns you. all of you.

"please.. don't s-stop. ah i'm so close. p-please."

"since you asked so nicely."

one strong pull and you're spurting hot white fluid all over his thigh. your newly bought lace panties, needless to say is drenched and ruined from the intense orgasm you had but fuck was it worth it. he chuckles when you pant, soothing you through your high with more praises that has you whimpering for more.

"sensitive are we princess?"

you blush bright red as he takes a good look at you, the condition you're in making you avoid eye contact in embarrassment. hiding your face in his chest, he runs his fingers through your hair and laughs when you hum appreciatively.

"cute."

then you realise the rest of the the room is empty except for the both of you. for once you're actually glad jisung hosted this party because his huge mansion has plenty of rooms to occupy. the door though, is left wide open. so much for privacy.

"do you still hate me?"

he asks out of the blue, catching you completely off guard. you lean back and stare up at him, tilting your head as if he's just asked something ridiculous. he chuckles again, seeming whipped at how cute you were being in response to his question.

"i've never hated you."

"really? then why do you get mad when i flirt with you?"

"because!!!!"

fuck, this is not a post sex kind of conversation.

"because you flirt with literally everyone, bin. i wanted to hide the fact that i do like you so i pretended i didn't."

you expected him to say sorry for playing with your feelings, or at least apologise for giving you mixed signals but all he does is smile sheepishly.

"what? why are you smiling?"

"you called me bin. only my close friends and loved ones call me that."

"and?"

"we're dating as of now."

#changbin smut #from nara #big brain nara #stray kids smut #love parcels #THE WAY THIS IS WRITTEN AHAGAJAJ OMG NARA ILY AND YOUR BRAIN <333 #sparklemin #submission

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Oh babe, do I have tea for you. This is fully a rant so by all means feel free to ignore/delete.

But man oh man

Context: my friends roommate got a crush on me (a very obvious one) and we went to a party during which I held his (and my other friends) hand as to not get lost in the crowd. That apparently translated to me "leading him on" when I, the next day, gently rejected him by saying I'm not looking for a relationship. My closet irl friend took his side, was off with me for weeks, only for me to find out not even three days after the party the same guy who's "heart I broke" was flirting and trying to get with my own roommate (which I didn't mind since ofc I didn't like him, which is why I rejected him, but he still made a big deal over it?? Even tho he clearly wasn't as "depressed" about it as he claimed??). When I decided to talk it out, I was made out to be the bad guy too!

I'm mostly mad, kinda sad, and just missing my CR boys because comfort characters, who can't you be real 😭 (tl;dr I hate my university sometimes)

"Not all men" You're right Dorian Storm, Ashton Greymoore and Mollymauk Tealeaf would never

- 🌸

OMG 🌸 Ty for sharing with me, I love uni gossip. Long ass reply incoming, lemme dissect this scalding hot tea and provide some of my own ☕:

First off, I'm sorry that you had to go through the miscommunication and drama. People can suck and make you feel sucky, but you're amazing and you handled the situation well!! You didn't lead anyone on; some folks romanticise people/actions in their heads and think simple platonic acts are romantic. You didn't give into pressure and stood up for your feelings which is something I only started to do in the last couple years. You deserve someone who's easy to read and who gets you, and who doesn't make you feel uncomfy or make you out to be the "bad guy."

You're doing great lovely, I hope things get better asap xx

Second, oh my gosh what is it with university??

Like, as of right now, I haven't had too much experience with relationships honhonhon because I wanted to look after myself and my studies. Pre uni, I had been flirted with and been on "not dates" that were in fact dates, but I only realised it after going on them lol #oblivious. But ever since I joined college, people who I have no interest in have misjudged my friendliness and mistaken it for flirting. And I'm just here like "🧍 I don't know what my type is, but it's not you lol."

I met this one dude on the first day, and we hit it off cuz he also watches Critical Role (I don't have any critter friends irl so I was thrilled!), but I ruled him off my potential suitor list because he mentioned that he was looking forward to getting black out drunk at his fast approaching prom(?) (it's not called that where I'm from but it's a universal word for a dance after your final year of high school before going to college idk idk), and I'm not really into that as a lifestyle but I was happy being a friend of his :)

I didn't hear from him for like a month cuz we're in different courses, but he randomly hit me up TWO DAYS BEFORE HIS PROM asking me to be his date and I replied "bro idk how to tell you this but I didn't even go to my OWN prom I have nothing to wear XD" (I celebrated my highschool graduation with my closest friends privately instead) But like, imagine if I had said yes. He would've gotten so drunk, possibly pass out, and I would be basically by myself, with no one who I knew around, for like five hours, at a venue two hours away from where I live. Basically in the middle of nowhere. Like no thank you: I'd be miserable x

Honestly I've experienced so much in my first year of uni life, but I'm hoping to be more active in clubs and all next year and maybe take a dip in the dating pool (and pursue someone I actually like) if I manage to scramble together some confidence 💜

Also I completely agree: the CR babes would treat you right, absolutely, 1,000% 👌

#mod poet #anon #anons #🌸 anon #i love getting tea in my inbox so if you have any to spare #please feel free to send it my way #first off dorian is a hopeless romantic and literally would have eyes only for you while being respectful about it #ashton would be blunt about how they are attracted to you but in a way that they'd also be chill remaining best friends with you #and molly would treat you like royalty like smh he'd have you as his main priority and make sure you feelings are heard and listened to #we stan 👏crystal clear communication👏#teatime with poet

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Hey, I'm doing good too. Just normal amounts of stressful stuff right now. Just moved to a country I've never been to before but can't complain, things are not as hard as the last time I did this so. Thanks for asking! Yeah, I saw you posting about some pretty scary health issues before, I'm glad you came out of that alive and hope you're healthier now!

The nerve some people have! Haha I know I would be pissed if people were questioning my intelligence like that especially after a couple of drinks in haha. Though I do like taunting people when I play group games, I'll be like "don't need to try that hard guys, you're gonna lose anyway" just to mess with them or just call people sore losers if they accuse me of cheating haha (they're probably right on the accusations tho). People get real mad sometimes it's kinda funny. 😂

Omg literally laughed out loud reading this! Hahaha, how did you manage to fall over a road sign then end up in a ditch? lol omg hope you didn't get hurt too bad 😂 I was trying to downplay my drunken escapades but since you shared yours I should tell you my worst one:

I was at this summer street party at night and got drunk on something made out of tropical herbs and cachaça (which is about 48% alcohol), drank 3 and a half bottles of that like it was apple juice, made friends with a bunch of strangers in a bathroom queue (who tried to talk to me weeks later but I had no idea who they were), had to be held by my best friend while I peed (mostly missing the toilet), fell in the middle of the street and scraped my knee, threatened this boy who was helping me walk and told him not to try anything funny or I would beat him up, then dragged my friends to the beach and left them shortly after to go make out with my ex, came back with lipstick all over my mouth and chin and when my friends asked what I was doing I said I was just talking to my ex and they were like NO YOU WERE NOT, hahaha then I kissed all my girl friends on a dare and we danced under the full moon, then I told my best friend I had to puke so she took me to the ocean but I changed my mind and happened to step on a dead turtle on the way back and started crying bc of it, but last month my best friend told me it was a rock I had stepped on (I believed it was a dead turtle for 7 years!). Had the worst hangover of my life the next day. ✌️✨

Ah I'm happy you liked it! I've never listened to Six musical before but it sounds fun! I can see why you like it haha made me want to dance around my apartment 💃. And hey if liking musicals is your thing then it's great, I'm sure Hozier will understand if he's not your top artist of the year. 😋 Here's my "damie" Pinterest board if you or anyone else wants to check it out, totally recommend making one if you're a visual person like me!

https://pin.it/UcHVlkq

Oh I could talk about Dani and Jamie forever I think. I love the beast in the jungle speech too and it's so painful to watch, VP delivered that beautifully, but I have to admit I'm always a crying mess from episode 1 when older Jamie starts reciting that song about being sad while waiting for her lover to return, this show is fucking cruel I hate it and love it at the same time hahaha. Omg your mom 😂 but I mean it's truly an honor to be compared to someone like Dani, no? She's really great even if she needs a little help haha (don't we all).

Aaah you're amazing! Thank you so much, I'll read this pirate AU soon!

I used to draw a lot, really loved doing it when I was a kid as I said before, and all throughout adulthood too but I haven't done that in almost a year now bc I've got a bit of a case of burnout I guess, it just takes a lot of effort to do it when it shouldn't be like that at all. I used to do fanart too, for other fandoms. Even made one for Dani x Jamie but ended up not liking how it turned out haha. I've got a lot of respect for writers and fanfic writers also! Yall can make words make sense in really interesting and beautiful ways, build worlds so enthralling I can see them vividly in my head. Writing is such an incredibly fascinating skill to have! And I guess the most important thing is that we enjoy doing these things right? Even if we think we're not particularly good at it.

Anyway, have a lovely weekend! 👋✨

Good I'm glad you're doing great but sorry you're dealing with stressful stuff!! Hope living in a new country goes well for you I'm so jealous that you've lived in different countries I'd love to live somewhere else even if just for s few years!! Awwh thank you so much I definitely came out of it alive and am feeling so much better now thank you I mean I do some pretty ditzy things so when people say it to me it's pretty deserved sometimes, I'm secretly smart and people just don't expect it so I never mind too much haha I might have to start saying the things that you do and just taunting them over it I mean, I usually do win even when they make me answer different questions so I will definitely have to start saying things like that to them Haha I love that you're just like "yeah they're probably right in their accusations" I agree seeing how mad some people get over games and stuff is funny (it's me I'm people I hate loosing games depending on what it is and I am very competitive) So it was very dark and all we had for light was my roommates flashlight on her phone but while we were walking home a friend of ours that lived else where kept texting her to make sure we were still safe (my phone as dead at this point) so while she was texting him her flashlight was facing down and someone had moved this road sign to the footpath and it was on that sits on the floor so while I couldn't see it I walked into it and fell over it but while I feel I grabbed hold of it and flipped with it and fell in a ditch with it on top of me... I was fine and was just laid laughing while my friend looked down at me and in the most northern accent ever just said "get up you dickhead." and helped me off of the floor and then asked if I was okay... and I was so it was all good!! Haha 😂 I love this drunken story that sounds like one hell of a night and is a roller coaster from start to finish!! I'm sorry you thought you had stood on a dead turtle for 7 years though, someone really should've told you that it was just a rock!! But that sounds like my kind of night!! I love nights like that... stories that will last a life time... the only down side is the hangover... luckily I have only ever had one hang over in my life and it wasn't the morning after the road sign fiasco... I felt surprisingly good the morning after that haha 😂 It's such a good musical it's about Henry VIII wives and I just love everything to do with his wives and that musical is so much fun and actually gives a little insight to the lives the six Tudor queens had away from Henry and with him because at school we're mainly just taught about him which sucks!! I loved the Hozier song and am definitely gonna have to listen to more of his stuff!! I love musicals so much I mainly listen to musical soundtracks at the minute- usually, Legally Blonde and Six on repeat haha 😂 Ooo thank you I will definitely check out this Pinterest board thanks for sending it to me!! I could talk about them forever too... since watching Bly Manor my niece has been asking me so many questions about it and I am more than happy to talk to her about it haha!! The beast in the jungle speech just breaks my heart every time I relate to it so much and VP just delivers it so beautifully!! Oh yeah now I know at the beginning that it's older Jamie I am just a wreck the whole show is just so beautiful and heart breaking at the same time I LOVE IT!! Even though it makes me sob- I keep putting myself through it!! I mean, yeah I was happy that she said it Dani is great but it was the way she said it... my mum can be something else sometimes... she said she thought Dani was like me the first time she does the accent when she says "I've fallen quite in love with London" because I just randomly do accents a lot too but it was the way she was like "She needs help... but I like her she reminds me of you" I was just like... "Should I go get help?" I still don't know the answer to my question about if I need help or not but I mean I probably do need it You're welcome I really hope you like it!! It's a

great fic I love it!! Yeah I get that if stuff starts taking too much effort and burns you out you're not gonna wanna keep doing it so it's understandable that you stopped!! I think fan art is great and I really would love to be able to do it myself but I just don't have the skill it takes!! Awwh it's a shame you didn't like the Dani x Jamie one you did I would've loved to have seen it!! Honestly there are so many talented writers out there and when I read their fics I am just in awe of the worlds they have built and the stories they have created we are so blessed in this fandom to have so many amazing writers and so many amazing fics out there Oh yeah definitely its important to enjoy what you do!! I know I love writing and love writing fics for Dani and Jamie so I think I'll be doing it for a while even if I'm not great at it haha Awwh thank you very much I hope you have a great weekend too!! ☺️

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mymemoirs · 3 years

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Unrecorded Memories and Missing Taiwan #8

This is gonna be my last post for this series because I am left with only one week worth of story. Yes, my 2018 summer exchange story is coming to an end. I'm so glad it's going to be over because there's so many things I want to write in my next post.

32) Monday came and each groups presented their presentation in front of the class. My groupmates and I presented our presentation. It went smoothly and there were no real pressure compared to my AI presentation. Unlike the AI presentation, there was no grading for our presentation and thus no recognition of who's the best presenter in our class. Well, I think this way we can just be neutral and enjoy everyone's presentation. Although, to be honest, I can't remembered any of the presentations during this class compared to the AI class.

Okay, this is really out of context, but I have to admit that the Indian students I met are confident and good presenter. One presenter in particular presented like Steve Jobs. His talk is inspiring and full of hope (well, his expressions especially) even though he's just explaining about an AI that creates lyrics for music.

Now, back to topic *laughs*. So, after everyone in the class finished their presentation, I think we were dismissed quite early. I don't really remember what I did that day. The only clue I have of that day is a photo of the 7-Eleven near the campus. I think knowing well that I will miss that place, I just took a photo of it for my memorabilia. Well, sure enough, I do missed that convenience store. They have everything! I always bought my breakfast there. Sometimes I even have my lunch or dinner there. It's such a memorable place. I really love how the convenience store really depicts 'convenient' very well. It's very different from the convenience store in my country. Oh, and I think it's open for 24 hours. Like, seriously, this is too convenient!

7-Eleven store besides Asia University Campus. Look at that infinite supply of foods with chairs and tables. I just love so many selections of foods to choose, I really miss Taiwan's 7-Eleven.

33) On Tuesday, our professor suddenly told us that we were going to have a campus tour. So, off we go around the campus with our professor as the tour guide. It's not like we don't explore the campus but after the tour, I realize how big the campus is and how little exploration I did. There were so many places, BEAUTIFUL places around the campus. But the only thing I did whenever I finished classes was to go back to my room and rest. I don't really explored much except when I get lost. I also didn't visit other friends in different dorm buildings which is located quite far from my own. Now, that I think back, it's really too bad that I don't do much exploring but that's also one of the reason why I would still want to go back to Taiwan if I had the chance. I'm only in Taichung before and there were a lot of cities in Taiwan I haven't explored yet. I'll love another chance to explore the country.

The first half of our class (before lunch) was spent on touring the campus. After that, on the second half of our class, we went to an art museum in Asia University. I think our professor was out of ideas on where to take us and since most of us never visited the art museum that was actually located in the campus. He suggested that and we all went along, although, we must pay for our own entrance fee to enter the museum. However, I think it was discounted. I vaguely remembered paying 100 NTD for that.

The museum itself is called "Asia Museum of Modern Art" located in Asia University's premises. I actually had to pass through the museum every time I went back to my dorm. It have this amazing architecture that's also one of its selling point in my opinion. The architect of the building is a Japanese man named Tadao Ando. I just have to go gaga on him after searching more about him and his works. What a talented man he is! It even shows in the museum I went.

He's a King of Concrete because his works mostly uses concretes and the museum I went was made of concrete. It was also not painted and that's really interesting to see a building not painted but still exudes such a classy and modern look. There's also one spot in the museum that's very popular. Since the building is triangle, the corner of it have this eye fish effect if we took a picture from that corner. Just take a look at this picture below!

In one of the corners in Asia Museum of Modern Art.

As you can see, being in the corner allows people to see both sides of the wall, making an effect of using a wide lens or fish eye lens. I saw Tadao Ando's other work too in the internet and I am officially a fan of his work now. He really have piqued my interest in the world of design. I'm in love. *laughs*

Since it was an art museum, there were a lot of art works ranging from pottery, paintings to very abstract object. According to the guide, the museum have different arts displayed there depending on the exhibitions. I don't really remember what exhibition or what theme I am seeing when I went there but I was mostly focused on the architecture of the buildings. Walking around and seeing people taking pictures. I don't really take pictures which is kind of a bummer but I don't think I feel comfortable asking people to take a picture of me. Most of my pictures are taken in a group or by my classmate's initiative.

I took a picture of this because of the meaning behind the words which is very simple but deep. You read it downwards and from right to left, it would be translated as: "In Beauty, there are great pain and ecstasy"

34) After our trip to the museum, we can go back to our dorm. That Tuesday was actually the last night for my roommates since their classes had finished. So, we decided to eat outside and find a cafe where we can chill near the campus. The campus is actually very convenient since there's a lot of shops near it. I actually enjoyed eating around there to be honest. Ah, now I really miss my student's life. Hahaha.

When we went to the cafe, we ordered waffles and shared it among the four of us. While we were eating, the cafe owner suddenly approached us and offered another serving of waffles for free. That is actually quite surprising for us but we received it with delight. Who wouldn't like a freebies right? However, I had a feeling the reason we got that free waffle was because my roommates were attractive. Or maybe it's just because we were new customers and he wanted to gain repeating customers. Which is me *laughs* cause I brought another friends to that cafe again but we weren't lucky to receive a free waffle again. Oh yeah, the name of the cafe is 唯享时刻 (Enjoy Moments) which have a very cute exterior. I think that's the reason why the four of us is interested to try out that cafe.

Anyway, while being on the topic "being treated/ getting freebies" cause you're attractive, it's only when I went to Taiwan that I do saw this kind of thing. I mean back in my country, it's really rare to see my friends being treated or offered by strangers 'cause we're really scared if that actually happens. Heck, I even saw it twice happening with my roommates since one of my roommates were especially attractive. Aside from the cafe, there's this one time when we went to a minimart to buy our breakfast for tomorrow. The cashier actually didn't charge one of my roommate for something she brought it was as if he was treating her. It was actually amusing for me to witness that, their conversation goes like this:

Cashier: *scans barcode of the stuff, leave out an item and then says the price*

Roommate: Um, you forgot to scan the banana.

Cashier: Oh, no, it's alright. It's for you.

Roommate: Um, okay... *while giving the money* Thank you.

This is not really the exact conversation since I forgot if the cashier even said anything at all about giving it to her. I am not beside or behind her when this happened and I remembered the cashier being meek but he was definitely attracted to my friend. Because after going out of the minimart, the rest of my roommates who also went to the same class with her, tease her and said that this is not the first time the cashier treated her. And I think that's also part of the reason why they chose to shop at that minimart.

Last picture together before my roommates leave Asia University.

Anyway, back to to the cafe moment, I was really sad that we had to part ways tomorrow. Iris and Karen were going to stay in Taiwan for a while but they will go to a different cities tomorrow. Vincy, on the other hand, will be going back to Hong Kong. I can't remember every conversation we had, but I do miss them from time to time. I don't know if they feel that way towards me because our meeting is really such a short period of time and I actually rely on them as my roommates. We still had the WhatsApp group chats but it's always me who initiate the conversation in the group but even if we're not close, they really leave behind such a deep impression on me. I do hope I can meet them again.

35) The next day, on Wednesday, we have our class as usual. Our professor invited other lecturer to teach us about Fintech that day. There weren't much to mentioned for this day except that my roommates all went to their respective destination and we parted ways. I did have the chance to eat my lunch with Vincy before I sent her off in front of the campus. Aaaah, now I really miss them and the moments I had with them but life must go on and that's the thing about making friends across countries. You need to go back to where you belong.

On Thursday, the professor told us that we're going to have a farewell party and ask us to gather in a cafe near the museum. The cafe was actually managed by an alumni of the university and I think that's the reason why our professor wanted us to go there. Although, I don't know if the cafe still exists since it doesn't show up in google maps. With the pandemic that's happening, I felt it cause businesses to go bankrupt but at the same time new kind of businesses went viral during the pandemic.

During our farewell, everyone is having a light snacks and coffee, conversations, picture taking, etc. I don't quite remembered how the event unfolds in the Entrepreneurship and Creativity class farewell compared to the AI class farewell. I think the professors only gave some short speech and we also watch some videos before we received our certificates. The owner of the cafe also gave her speech about the cafe which really fits our class.

Receiving the certificate of completion from the professor.

After the farewell party, everyone is free to go. I usually hang out with my Thai friends when I'm on this class but instead of going out with them, I went out with my classmates who came from the same university as I am. It's funny that I only get close with them on the last day. I think they've told me that they felt I was not really approachable especially since I always hang out with my Thai classmates. I don't really deny that because I personally felt the time is so short to be friends with everyone and I'm the type to focus on one group of friends rather than getting along with everyone which I think is impossible for introverted me.

It's a good thing that I do get along with them eventually. I am also grateful that they invited me to go out with them 'cause I don't think I'll go anywhere that day if they didn't invite me. Although, initially I think they just invited me to get a picture together in front of the campus as the representative of our university. After that, they find me approachable enough to ask if I had any plans and would like to join them. Since I love travelling and am not the type to plan most of my days, I gladly accept their offer.

So, off we go to their dorm since they had to take care of some stuff (like preparing to go out, do a little packing, pray, etc). Since, I'm ready to go out and have done most of my packing, I don't mind going along with them to their dorm. It's also the first time I visited other dorm buildings aside from my own. Their dorm rooms are actually quite different compared to mine. They had inner toilet in their rooms while in my dorm the toilet is outside of our rooms. While I am there watching them, one of the classmates actually offered to do some makeup on my face and I let her do it. Although, I don't really have a picture of it unfortunately.

Me and my classmates from Airlangga University

After that, we went downtown to get our lunch since the food in the cafe is just light snacks. It was quite late when we grabbed our food, I think around 2 or 3 in the afternoon. We went to subways since they're craving for it and I also think it's halal for them. I actually enjoyed talking with them, they're funny and expressive. However, in terms of a travel buddy, I don't think I can get along with them because they only visited shops and more shops to buy the stuff people ask them to. Of course, they charge for it which is very business minded of them but I can see they're struggling with their baggage too.

We were outside for the whole day. Since, I had no makeup remover, I had to follow them to their room to use it. Afterwards, I left their dorm because I had prior plans with two of my Thai classmates (Phoom and Benz) to eat together since this is our last night in Taiwan. I remembered only eating with both of them even though there are other Thai classmates who didn't joined us that night.

While walking to our meeting point, I actually thought how beautiful the night view is around the campus. There were couple of places I went during daylight but it looks so different and beautiful with the lights. The moon was very bright that night too. Tbh, those kind of moments actually reignite my desire to travel again and even during that time I already missed Taiwan. I'm sure people who travel or on a holiday have those kind of moments where they miss holidays even before it ends.

Now, back to our dinner. We ate our dinner in a beef noodle shop near the campus which is actually very popular because it's close to the university and it also tastes quite good. Although, I don't think we can eat that everyday because it's quite costly compared to other available options (around 100 NTD). But when's the perfect time to eat a bit costly dinner than the last day, right? I personally enjoy talking to both of them even though they are much older than me since I knew they were a master's student around their 30s. After eating, we went to a minimart where they bought beers and then we walked back to our respective dorms since my dorm buildings aren't the same with them.

36) Friday, my last day in Taiwan! Everyone who's going back that day went to the meeting point in front of the campus where we will board on a bus that's heading to the airport. We say our goodbyes to the remaining friends who's going to stay, taking pictures together and just spent some time chatting before the bus arrived. Most of my classmates are going back directly to their countries but I was heading to Singapore instead because I have relatives living there.

The moon is so tiny but trust me, it really caught my eyes. Seeing it with your own eyes does feels different.

We all went home that day. It was really a memorable month for me and I am grateful that I get to experience all of this. I have always wanted a student exchange experience while still balancing my college life and this opportunity came through. Having this summer exchange on 2018 was one of the best highlights I had during college. While on the plane back home, I sat near besides the window and I was able to see a full moon shining brightly and beautifully. Although my phone didn't do much justice to the grandeur I saw, I really wanted to share with everyone the picture of it to end this series.

- Reina

PS. Thank you for reading this series, if anyone ever read it. I really appreciate it. Even though there are certain events or timelines that I'm not completely sure of, I find writing and sharing about the memories I had in Taiwan as a fond thing to do because it's really a memorable one that I just had to write about it. I also find this process - digging up past memories - to be a good exercise for my brain.

#Taiwan #Asia University #Summer exchange #Taichung

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someonexsomeone · 5 years

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To My Best Friend

Title: To My Best Friend

Author: SomeonexSomeone

Word Count: 1609

AU: BestFriend!Johnny

Summary: It’s soft BestFriend!Johnny hours, where you both have to learn that separation is a part of growing up.

Authors Note: Wow! Another story without pairing. This was sparked from my roommate and I realizing one day we will have to live away from each other, which is absolutely heartbreaking. Tweaked a little to fit Johnny, but the feelings are still there. As always, comments and criticism are welcome!

When they first left each other after high school, they made a mutual promise to facetime once a week. Usually, this involved watching movies or tv together, but sometimes it would just be quiet - only scratching pens or the keys clicking away to fill the void of conversation. It was just as good as being in the same room, right? But Johnny’s dream took him to Korea, working alongside other students as they all worked towards debuting into the music world.

That day...it was impossible not to think about it fondly. The day that Johnny left for Korea was monumental for two reasons. One, Johnny Suh was accepted into his dream company and had a high likelihood of debuting with major success. And two, Johnny Suh was a sneaky genius.

"There's a flight that leaves in two hours to New York City," Johnny offhandedly mentioned as the two of you stood in front of the departures. Johnny was finally heading off to Korea of officially start major training, and as his best friend, you would be accompanying him up until the absolute last minute. How could you not? Your best friend in the whole world was leaving for a completely different country for who knows how long. There was no way you weren’t going to at least party it up a little with him before he was gone forever (and by ‘party it up’ it meant sightseeing and trying not to cry about his leaving). So here you now stood, feet planted firmly in front of the ‘Departing’ board, trying with minimal luck to find your gate. You hummed at his statement, but made no further comment, still searching the board. "You should take it." That made you look up at him instantly.

"What?”

"I said, you should take it. The plane. To New York City." Johnny's voice was still unreadable. You scrunched your nose at his tone.

"Why on earth would I get on a plane to New York?"

"Because it's the best location for you to go." You finally turned your body fully to your best friend, but Johnny continued to stare straight forward.

"Johnny, we're supposed to be dropping you off at SM, not taking a surprise detour to New York." Johnny signed heavily, his hands coming up to rest gently on your shoulders.

"You're my best friend in the whole world, and I hope you know I love you more than anything. But your ass is getting on that plane." You opened your mouth in protest, but all it took was a shake of Johnny's head to get you to shut up. "The lease on your parent's apartment is up at the end of this month, which, may I remind you, is in 8 days. I know they would love for you to continue to stay there, but I know you hate how closely they watch you. And I know you haven't been able to find another place - don't say anything, I'm still talking - despite your lame attempts to hide it. New York has everything you'd need, which includes tons of opportunities just waiting for you. You need to take that chance and go for it. You'll regret it your whole life if you don't."

Would you regret it?

Yes, it was true that you hadn't been able to find another place to live, but nothing you had looked at felt right. It just felt wrong to stay in Chicago without Johnny. And yeah, you were slacking on school. It had been months since college started but you had put off applying for so long, too wrapped up in lame excuses - I'm tired, I have work, I can't do it right now. And after your horrible manager fired you for a mistake you were wrongfully blamed for, you hadn’t been doing much. Maybe jumping straight in would be the best option. You would have no excuse to slack off...

"But how would I even live there? I don't have enough money to live in New York," you finally said. Johnny gave you a sly smile.

"I heard there's a lady who owns a building in Queens who is renting to poor college students. Apparently, she has a real soft spot for struggling kids. Something about being a good person or whatever.” Johnny reached up and ruffled your hair playfully. “And, you know, since I already did all this research you should also know that your plane ticket can be exchanged for another flight.” Softly, he added, “If you wanted to, that is."

"Johnny, this is crazy!” You couldn’t help it. Your voice came out shrill, but the surprise was too much to keep your voice calm. It echoed off the walls of the large room, so in a quieter voice, you continued, “You want me to completely drop my life just like that? What about the rest of my stuff?"

"Come on, the flight is in two hours. Plenty of time to get back to the apartment and pack. I know for a fact that all of the stuff you really care about can fit into a suitcase."

You were spellbound. Your friend - your beautiful, kind-hearted, absolutely bat-shit crazy best friend - had gone out of his way in the most stressful time in his life to make sure that his best friend was going to be okay. The tears couldn't be stopped as they started to roll down your cheeks - huge, wet globs that turned black from your cheap mascara and formed a Y shape around your quivering lips. You couldn't help it. You threw your arms around Johnny, sobbing loudly in the middle of the airport for all to see. Onlookers starred as Johnny smiled and patted you gently on the back, stroking your hair.

You did end up taking that plane to New York. You had to practically beg to live in the house Johnny recommended, and spent your first day in New York sending out as many resumes as you could. Full-time, part-time, internships - whatever you could find, you sent. Worked as a waitress at a horrible nightclub near the apartment for a month. Lived like you were in college, with no solid furniture or regular eating habits. Even lived without heat for a while just to keep the WIFI running. But, you were happy.

Across the world, Johnny was thriving in his new location. You called as much as you could, which was a lot more than Johnny was available. Still, just the happy melody of his tone was enough to keep you relatively worry-free. Johnny told you stories of the amazing people he’d met already, a boy named Sehun was particularly fun to be around, apparently, and he made you laugh with all the crazy things he somehow managed to get up to.

Months continued on and you got an internship position at a company for something you were really interested in. Unpaid, for the first six months, but better than nothing. You still worked as a waitress, thankfully at a nice restaurant that didn’t have men leering at you the whole time, waiting to apply for a full-time position. But, even better, the college in New York accepted your application, a hefty scholarship taking a weight off your shoulders and the answer much too easy. You remember the smile on Johnny’s face, megawatt despite the dark circles under his eyes, and congratulated you a thousand times over. A few weeks later, a package full of Korean treats arrived in the mail, a beautiful handwritten card with almost completely illegible handwriting attached along with it that only read ‘love you bitch’. You still had it to this day, hung up on the wall among your other photos.

And when you finally earned enough money, Johnny flew all the way from Korea during his break to help you apartment hunt. It was, of course, exactly like the movies portrayed with blue skies, mile-high skyscrapers, and bustling streets - except every apartment was dingy and small and could barely contain a person, let alone a bed. But you still laughed along with the realtors, both desperate and otherwise (because let’s be honest - most people would live in a roach-infested apartment just to stay in New York), ate cheap hot dogs in between showings, and even managed to drive down to Chicago so Johnny could see his family (which was practically your family too).

And, for the first time since high school, you and Johnny were able to eat together, hug each other, and hang out day and night in person, not keeping your relationship of fast facetime calls with blurry images and indistinguishable audio. You realized just how much you missed Johnny Suh, just how much your life revolved around your best friend, and how much of a comfort Johnny was for you. When no one else was there, Johnny always was, ready to hold your hand our of the darkness.

In that quiet, black night, you rolled over and hugged Johnny close, just one more time. In the morning, Johnny Suh and you would once again be across the world from one another. In the morning, Johnny Suh would be boarding his plane back to Korea and you would be signing a form to stay permanently in New York, and your lives will once again be separated. But, that’s all for the morning. For now, you will hold Johnny close, listening to his deep breath as he finally gets a good night's sleep, feel as his soft hair glides through his fingers, smile as he wraps his arms just as tightly around you, and treasure the moments you still have left.

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#johnny suh imagine #johnny suh #johnny suh au #nct imagine #nct u imagine #nct 127 imagines #nct 127 scenario #nct 127 imagine #kpop imagine #kpop scenario #nct best friend au #kpop best friend imagine

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toalltheficsivelovedbefore · 5 years

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Captured - FOUR 1/2

***AN- WARNINGS: drinking implied, suggestive content but no graphic descriptions of smut.

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NIGHT BEFORE - MARCH 8th, near midnight

You and your friends had been at the party for almost two hours. Yeri was designated driver so she hadn't done anything more than a shot when you first arrived, and Hyuck was nursing his third beer. You weren't much of a beer person, your poison being shots of straight liquor or whatever mixed drink your brother made for you.

Speaking of Ten, he’d dragged you over to watch him play beer pong. Even Taeyong had finally joined, after ignoring Ten’s and the others begging for a solid 45 minutes. A good smattering of the roommates were around the table, playing or just watching. Johnny caught your eye and sent you a wink before landing the ball in one of Ten’s and Taeyong’s cups. Your brother groaned, taking the drink when his teammate glared at him.

Sitting on a couch near the table, you found Lucas. Yukhei. At one point, Xuxi even.

Just two years ago, the two of you had been nearly inseparable. But your senior year had brought its challenges, and you’d ended up distancing yourself from him until you were fighting with each other. Ten and Kun were really the only ones that knew you two used to be so close. Ten because, well, he’s your brother, and Kun because he grew up in the same neighborhood and schools. But no one save for you knew why you had pushed Lucas away.

He’d caught you watching him.

A blush spread from your cheeks to your neck. Lucas smiled at you, nodding his head for you to come over.

He looked good. Real good. A deep green sweater hugged his shoulders and chest, making the current honey color of his hair stand out. His eyes looked bright as he looked you over, taking his time to observe your legs in the fishnet style tights you’d chosen.

Your favorite physical feature of Xuxi’s had always been his thighs. The way his jeans fit, and the way he sat on the couch, brought your eyes to his legs. Of course he noticed, just like you’d noticed him checking you out. Lucas gave that smirk he got when he felt smug. Your heart tugged. You didn't even realize you’d missed something as annoying as that look on his face.

Even hating him, you knew he was hot. You’d be an idiot to think otherwise.

“Hey, YN. Are you enjoying the party?” His voice was slightly husky. The look in his eye told you he had also had a couple of drinks.

You smiled at him. “Yeah, I am.” You were standing right in front of him, almost between his knees. His eyes were stuttering between your thighs, your mouth, and your eyes. “People are gonna think it's weird that we're talking so calmly.”

Lucas smirked again, less smug and more humored. “I think they've already noticed that we're not arguing as much anymore in the group chat.”

You nodded. Thoughts swirled in your mind. You couldn't be sure if it was the alcohol in your system making you want him, or if your old feelings were just catching up to you. Looking back at the table, surrounded by some of your closest friends, you moved toward the hallway, giving Lucas the same nod he’d used earlier.

He followed you a distance away before you stopped to look up at him. God the boy was tall. What’s he gotta be so tall for? Why were you just observing these things again now? His mouth was playing with a smirk still.

“Did you want to talk about something?”

“Show me what you've done on the project.”

His eyes flashed with confusion, and maybe disappointment? “Seriously?” Lucas’s hand scratched the back of his neck, a laugh escaping him. “You really took me away from the game to talk about class?”

The blush was back, staining your cheeks red. You moved farther away from him, toward the hallway that led to the stairs, which would lead upstairs, toward some of the bedrooms. He followed you with his eyes before physically moving. He couldn't help himself, it was like he was the moth and you were the ever glowing light that taunted him. The hallway was quieter, with no partygoers and the music dulled by the walls.

Lucas noticed figures near one of the other entrances into the hallway. When he squinted, they looked like Mark and Kun.

Your hand brushed his own, making his eyes snap back to you.

“You want to see what I'm working on?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

“Everything is on my computer, which is in my room. I can bring it down?”

The blood pounded in his head when you shook your head, your eyes never leaving his. “Let’s go to your room.”

NEXT MORNING

It was almost 5 AM when you woke up.

Not surprisingly, the sheets were tangled around the both of you, and even his arm had wound its way around your waist.

You turned your head toward Lucas. Xuxi. That’s what you’d called him last night, in the moment. That old nickname had felt powerful leaving your lips. His eyes had flashed with some emotion, and his hands had tightened on your hips, digging in hard enough to leave bruises.

Both of you had fallen asleep naked, tangled in each others limbs. When you were in high school, and even in middle school, Lucas had spent plenty of nights at your home, either passing out in the bed with you or on the pile of blankets and pillows you’d haphazardly thrown on the ground. Each time, you’d done almost this same thing. You woke before him and just watched him. You couldn't help it. There was something about his face when he slept. He looked peaceful for once. No crease in his brow, no wrinkle on his forehead, and his lips pouted just the slightest amount.

Your hand reached toward him. His mouth was warm and plush where you ran your finger along his bottom lip. Kissing Lucas was exactly like how you had always imagined it. Soft, tender, bright. And when he deepened it with the addition of his tongue, the butterflies had dive-bombed from your stomach to your sensitive core. You had both been hungry for each other, and Lucas made fast work of your clothes, then his own.

Honestly, you still had a bit of the afterglow, even hours after you had had sex. Something told you that it had to do with your feelings, but you chose to ignore that voice.

You ignored it because it would end up hurting in the end. And you so didn't want to be hurt over Wong Yukhei again.

You ignored it because the sun was drifting into the sky, and slanting into the room passed his blue sheer curtains.

This house was full of your brother’s (and your) closest friends. You couldn't be here when they all rose from their drunken slumbers, sporting hangovers and surely questions if they found you.

And you didn't want to see the look on Lucas’s face when he realized you were still there.

CHAPTER FOUR 1/2

RIVAL!lucas + fem!reader • social media au with some written

|| You and Lucas haven’t got along in almost two years. But your older brother Ten has kept him in your life by having him around as a roommate (plus 6 other annoying boys). As long as you and Lucas are fighting, the old feelings can’t catch up with you.... right? ||

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ringobean · 5 years

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i've been trying to write my first fanfiction for fun, come to read it and tell me what do you think of it 😉 its not finish yet, but the rest of the story should arrive soon.

A strange meeting

Im (Y/N) i have 19 years old, as part of my studies at the university, I decided to leave for a year in England to perfect my English, as an absolute fan of the Beatles, I obviously chose the University of Liverpool. I absolutely wanted to immerse myself in this city that gave birth to my favorite band.

I managed to find a roommate in a big house with 3 other foreign students, there is Luna who is Spanish, Michelle is French, Eline is Dutch, we have about the same age, and the same passions, especially with Michelle, who owes her name to her mother who is also a Beatles fan.

All saturday night we like to go together to the Cavern Club, mythical place to listen to new bands and have a drink and meet lots of new people.

after a great new evening, we go home, and I go to bed listening as usual my playlist with all the Beatles albums by looking at their pictures, on different social networks, especially the photos of Ringo who is just the man of my dreams at any era, I also love to read fanfictions especially the smut ones with Ringo, until I fall asleep.

I wake up slowly with the presence of human warmth at my side and a sweet scent of cologne with musk mixed with the smell of tobacco, I gently open my eyes and I see a young Ringo sleeping peacefully at my side, even more beautiful than in my usual dreams, he opens in turn his beautiful blue baby eyes, I literally melted of love, my God that this dream looks so real! I don't want to wake up, and he says with his beautiful deep voice "Damn, I should'nt drink so much, I can't remember how I ended up in the bed of such pretty bird" WHAT? Wait a minute it's not a dream, I open my eyes wide and I get up with a start, dead with fear, he looks at me with big astonished eyes, and there I turn my head and I see lying on the floor of my room Paul, John and George, I think I'm going to faint, I didn't drink much last night, and I don't take drugs, what is this shit, they wake up slowly and there I start screaming and crying, shouting their names, and repeating that it's impossible, and that i need to wake up.

John looks at me amused and says "wow I know I'm used to make girls shout, but not at this point, especially since we are not very famous yet" and they start all 4 to laugh. "Not famous yet???" "you're just the biggest rock band of all time, and you tell me you're not famous?" Paul laughingly replies that they are quite popular in Liverpool, but not the best rock band in the world at the moment.

my roommates worried, quickly get into my bedroom.

"what's going on?" Says Michelle, "And what are these 4 boys doing in your room, when did you bring them back?"

"This 4 boys?, Are you kiding me, Michelle?? You don't recognize them?"

"Huuum sorry, but no..."

"Wow, Michelle what a lovely name and nice outfit" says Paul!

it was summer and we had only very light pajamas, which did not hide much of our bodies. But in 2019 it was not indecent, which wasn't the case in their time, hence their amazed looks.

"Thanks" she said, embarrassed by his insistent gaze, which undressed her from head to foot.

George said "see, we arn't so famous yet, your friends didn't know us, you're must be a crazy fan"

"Ok, ok it must be a fucking prank, where is the camera? Congratulations, girls you found great look-alikes, very similar by the way, but that's it, all the good jokes have an end"

"You've gone crazy (Y/N)", Luna told me worried, "or did you take drugs last night?"

I rolled my eyes, searching for my phone under my pillow.

"Wtf is that thing?" asks me Ringo.

"A phone... you brought guys as nut as you to what I see" Said Eline.

"Im not crazy and im gonna prove it, it's all of you, who're nuts!"

And then, no more Beatles playlist on my phone, no more pictures, and no more of their posters on my walls.

I do a quick search on google, and nothing about the Beatles, nothing, I start crying again, i didnt understand about what's going on.

Ringo look at my phone like a small kid who discovers the world.

"Wait a minute, love, why there is this date on your weird phone"

"Because we are in 2019, August 23, what year do you think we are?"

"What the hell, are you fucking kiding us" said John really afraid.

"We're in August, 23, 1962, we were at a party last night organized by our manager, to celebrate the arrival of our new drummer, and we have to record our first record in a few days" sais Paul.

Im trying to calm down, and explain to them as quietly as possible that something really strange is happening.

"Really, guys, just look at us, look at the style of the room, my phone, our clothes, our hairstyles, do you really get to see that in 1962?"

"And girls, look at them, do they really look like to boys of 2019?"

Ringo pulled out a cigarette pack from the pocket of his jacket, lighting a cigarette with an old vintage lighter.

"See, look at the pack, the lighter it no longer exists in our time"

"I must admit that they seem to have come from another time, says Michelle"

"but they come from another time, what Paul has just said is true, the first official Beatles concert with Ringo at the Cavern Club was on August 22, 1962, why am I the only one to remember them?"

"we should really stop drinking so much, what are we doing here, how did we get in 2019, what is this shit" said George panicked.

"I really don't know how you made it to land here, but we must find a way to get you back to your era, otherwise no more Beatles, and impossible for me to imagine a life without listening to your music."

#fanfic #fanfiction #fanfiction smut #the beatles fanfiction #fan #the beatles x reader #the beatles #thebeatles #ringo #ringo starr #ringostarr #ringo smut #ringo starr x reader #paul #paul mccartney #paul smut #john lennon #george #george harrison

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bouttogolinkurbitch · 6 years

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Forever and Always: Grayson Dolan

Mentions of death, it’s a car crash. Suggestions of smut. Also really fucking sad. I cried a lot and got a nosebleed while writing lmao strap in sorry for errors my loves <3

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not my edit, credits to Grayson’s insta, bless you bub

College wasn't for me. School definitely wasn't my thing. But here I was, in college, more fucking school, to become a professional writer. Ever since I was a kid I had wanted to publish books, something millions of people would see, and I sought out to achieve that goal in the next ten years. My entire life was a check list. Graduate high school, took forever but I did it! Get a dog named Wiggles, accomplished when I was six. Have sex for the first time, did at the young age of seventeen to a boy who smelled of deli meat and exotic mustards. We don't talk about him. Now, the next hurdle was college.

I was two years down, nose deep in my studies for a chemistry class- why do I need chemistry to write- when my door opened. Adrianna, my beloved roommate and only real friend, stood with a maroon halter dress over her arm. "You need to start getting ready! We leave in half an hour!" I dropped my pencil as I looked at her, my brows drawing together. "Ready for what? I got a chem test to study for." Her eyes rolled and she stepped into my room, before she took my textbook. "No. No studying tonight! It's Friday, Y/N. Friday!" I sat up on my bed before I shimmed off and stood in front of her. "So your validation for me going to a party is that it's Friday?" She huffed and shoved the dress into my arms. "No, tonight, you're gonna meet your soulmate."

I stood next to Adrianna, who wore a deep purple velvet dress and strappy white heels. "You're going to meet my best friend and practical brother Ethan! And then you'll meet his actual brother, twin brother, Grayson." I nodded and followed her through the crowd of sweaty bodies. I didn't want to be here. Partying in college wasn't on my list of things I wanted to do. Although, being outside of the dorm, and in a new environment made the adrenaline rush. Nerves racked my body, but for once, they were good nerves.

We approached to identical bodies, both holding drinks in their opposite hands, and both were facing two girls and guy. "Ethan!" Adrianna said cheerfully, the one on the right turned and smiled widely. My eyes widened and I looked at Adrianna. "Hey Ade." Ethan said before he hugged her. I stood silently before she laughed and put her arm around my shoulder, "Guys, this is Y/N!"

"I'm Ethan, and this is my twin Grayson." I waved at them both before Adrianna chuckled. "This is Erin, Kaylynn, and Bryant!" I smiled, "I would introduce myself but Adrianna already did." Bryant laughed before he smiled, "What do you major in?" I smiled before Adrianna led me closer to the group, "I'm trying to become an author. We're thriving." I teased and Erin giggled. "You're gonna fit in well, Y/N! Come have a drink with me and Kaylynn!" She cheered before she tugged me by my wrist, along with Kaylynn who had yet to speak, towards the bar.

The next morning, I woke with deep bruises on my neck and collarbone. I was laying in my bed with last night's attire still on. Sweat clung to my body like a second skin, and I felt sick to my stomach. I rolled over to grab at my phone. Whoever took me home was a literal angel, and put my phone on the charger. I checked the time to see it was well past nine in the morning, which meant only one thing. That huge chemistry test had already happened and I was failing that class now.

I let my head rest against my desk in my literature class. I was far too hung over from last night to even think about knowledge. With a sigh, I slumped against my palm. "This seat taken?" My eyes widened and I looked up to see Ethan? Or Grayson? I couldn't remember the difference between the two. "Ethan or Gray?" I muttered as he slid into the wooden seat. With a laugh he pulled out his notebook and pencil.

"Grayson. You can tell the difference because Ethan would never take a class over the English language. He and Adrianna spend most of their time together so he takes early morning classes anyway." He spoke as he took a sip of his coffee. "How are you not fucked from last night?" I groaned as I looked to my notebook, doodling on the paper. "Don't drink." I nodded with pursed lips, "I could imagine how clumsy you'd get." He laughed and looked at me through his lashes, "Oh yeah?" I smiled and nodded as I scribbled over the terribly drawn eyebrow. "Definitely."

Lit suddenly had a meaning. Mr. Loyd was probably the most annoying professor in existence, but English became easy with Grayson. Any time we learned a new subject, Grayson would help me study. Study dates became very regular for us. Loyd couldn't teach but he sure could give a test. I let my head fall into my palms as I groaned. Grayson sat across from me with his book on his lap. Take out containers littered the coffee table, as well as coffee cups. I rubbed at my eyes before I looked at him. "If I have to read this text one more time, I'll fucking scream!" I whined.

Grayson pouted before he put the book on the floor. "What can I do to relax you?" I sighed and pouted back, before I looked at him, "Would you rub my back?" He smiled slightly and nodded before he reached behind and got a throw pillow off the couch. After fluffing it, he laid it on his thighs and looked at me expectedly. I laid across the floor with my head on his legs before I lifted my shirt slightly. He started to scratch way to hard and I whined. "Soft Gray, like you're barley there." He wordlessly scratched softer, making my eyes slide shut. "Perfect." I muttered. Soon he was rubbing my back and shoulders in a slight massage. I felt as if I was in heaven.

I woke up the next morning in my bed, tucked securely under my blankets. Beside my phone, a note sat with my name scribbled on the front. Grayson wrote saying he tucked me in and wished me good luck on the test. I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was eleven thirty which meant I had half an hour to get to my test. I quickly got up and changed before I brushed my teeth. With my hair thrown up in a bun, sweats low on my hips, and Uggs, I got my keys and phone, leaving for the stupid fucking test.

Grayson looked so good when I came him. He was wearing jeans and a fluffy looking sweater. I slid in my seat behind him, wearing an over sized hoodie he left at my house. "Morning, Y/N. Brought you a coffee and bagel with cream cheese." He said as he put a bag and cup on my desk. I looked up at him with my tired eyes and a lazy smile. "I love you. Wow." I said before I dug the delicious bagel from the bag and took a bite. "Holy fuck!" I exclaimed. Several people turned and looked at me, glaring. I snorted and took another bite before I fell back into my seat. "You're a godsend, Grayson Dolan." I muttered through a mouthful of bagel. He just smiled and laughed before Mr. Loyd came in.

We were all sitting around Adrianna's room. Ethan and Grayson were bickering over hockey, before I got a notification on my phone. "Gray! Our tests were graded!" I said excitedly before I went to check. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched him do the same. "Did you get above an eighty percent?" He asked as he looked to me. I nodded with a huge smile. "On three! One, two, three! I got a ninety!" I squealed. He cheered, "I got a ninety five! I'm proud of us!" He said before he pulled me in to a hug. Our other friends clapped for us before Bryant held up his camera, "Pose, my A students!" Grayson pulled me against his side and held up a thumbs up. I smiled widely and the flash went off, signaling the picture was taken.

"Y/N!" Erin squealed as we were chased by Adrianna and Kaylynn. "I'm gonna get you, Y/N!" Adrianna yelled as she hurled the water balloon at my back. I laughed before I ducked behind Ethan. The water balloon landed on his chest and he groaned. Grayson laughed at his side and I quickly moved behind him as Kaylynn ran closer. "Hide me!" I yelped as I clung to him. He turned slightly, "Jump!" I did as told and he grabbed my legs before he ran with me across the yard. All the balloons that were thrown missed us by centimeters.

I laughed by his ear as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. His hands cupped my thighs in the best way and I felt my cheeks heat up. "You can put her down now, Gray!" Bryant joked as he snapped a picture of us. I giggled before I slid off his back and Erin ran to me. I caught her in my arms before I giggled, "You're awful energetic this morning." I spoke as I carried her towards the pool. We had all flown to Jersey to Ethan and Grayson's parents house. She slid into a pool chair beside Kaylynn, who had finally warmed up to me. Adrianna was laid out on a towel, her arms crossed under her chin, as she soaked up the sun. I settled beside Erin on the chair as I laid back, attempting to get a tan.

"I'm so happy you all have befriended my boys." Lisa said as she laid down a plate of sandwiches she and Sean had made for dinner. I smiled before I said a quick, "Thank you." She nodded to me and winked before they both sat down. "So, you all met at a party last year? It's taken a year to meet your friends, boys?" Sean asked and Grayson groaned. "We didn't drink, dad. They did. And yeah, it's hard flying six people across the country." I felt my cheeks heat up and Sean chuckled. "You a lightweight, Y/N?" My brows shot up and right as I was about to say no, Grayson cut in and said, "Yes, yes she is." Everyone laughed and I rolled my eyes before I took a sip of my water.

"A little birdie told me his twin has a crush on you." Kaylynn sang as she, Erin, Adrianna, and myself sat around the guest bedroom I was staying in. "Doubt it, Kay." I spoke as I got on to the bed beside Erin. She laid her head against my arm as we faced Kaylynn. Adrianna laid at our feet with her head on my butt as a pillow. In the beats of silence, my phone buzzed with a text.

you up

"It's from Gray." Erin said as she handed me my phone. I read the text and typed back a quick,

yeah why?

All the girls were watching. "Told you." Kaylynn spoke before my phone buzzed again,

can you come to my room?

I looked at Erin and she smiled, "Go get your boy."

I knocked on Grayson's door softly before I heard him shuffle behind the door. I smiled at him and he smiled back before he led me in. With a bounce, I sat on his bed, before I crawled up to the pillows and I snuggled in. "You caught me at a bad time, Gray. I'm awful tired." Grayson smiled as he got in bed next to me. His face was so very close to mine, and we were both staring at each other, so me taking in every detail became less awkward.

I felt his hand on my pajama clad hip as he shifted closer. "Tell me if I'm reading it wrong, Y/N. Words are your thing." I laughed softly, "Body language isn't close to being verbal or written Gray. I've had to decipher just as much as you have." He smiled and suddenly, we were closer. "I could get used to laying next to you in my bed." I raised a brow, and this time I moved closer. Our noses bumped, breaths mingled, and then I felt the gentle brush of his plump, pink lips against my own. His hand had moved up my back, drawing me closer.

I ended up seated on his hips with my hands in his hair, and our lips rushed together. His own hands found solace against my hips, with the occasional brush against my ass. I jumped the first time, but the feeling slowly became familiar as we went on.

I sighed against the skin of his neck as we took a quick breather. "Y/N, please stay." He spoke so softly. I nodded before I let my body slump against his. "As long as you rub my back, just how I like." I joked. He started to rub soft circles against my skin and I smiled before I kissed his neck. "Goodnight, Gray." He turned and kissed my temple, "Sweet dreams, honey."

"Grayson!" I whined as he chuckled. He stood above me as I laid on our shared bed. Grayson had a banquet dinner tonight that I wasn't in the mood to go to. "I need my best girl at my side. My good luck charm." He said happily as he pulled me up. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him softly in a series of kisses. "You're such an ass." I groaned and he chuckled. "Come on, baby! It's one dinner. And then when we get home, I'll run us a bath." My brows raised and I stood on my tip toes. His eyes became droopy as he focused solely on my movements. With a quick tip of my jaw, I gave him the lightest kiss on the lips.

In the closet of our room, I plucked out the most revealing yet elegant dress I owned. It was sleek and black, cut outs on the side to expose the right about of skin in the right places, and a low cut back. The black pumps I had matched perfectly and I smiled to myself. Grayson watched as I did my hair in the bathroom mirror before I started in on some makeup. "You're a natural beauty, Y/N. Don't cover that up."

After a night of being paraded around with Grayson, we finally arrived back home. I took off my shoes and held my dress up as I walked to our room. Grayson was hot on my heels with his tie undone. "Tough night, my love." He said with a sigh as he slid the jacket of his suit off and hung it in the closet. I turned to see him with his button down undone slightly, his lion head Gucci belt woven through the loops on his slacks, just below his caramel hips.

I bit my lip before I turned, "Unzip me?" He made quick steps before I felt his lips on my skin and his hands on my zipper, "Thank you for sacrificing your night for my banquet." He spoke gently against my skin. I turned as the dress pooled, leaving me in the black lingerie he had gotten me for my birthday.

His hands landed on my hips, the cold rings searing my skin. "I'm really banking on you drawing me a bath. Also, I kind of love you with my whole heart, and I'd spend any night with you no matter what." He chuckled and pressed a kiss to my lips, as he tugged me flush against his front. The belt seemed to burn my skin with its icy finish, as he pulled my leg to his hip, dipping me. As I bent back, his lips trailed down my entire front as the hand on my back popped open the clasp of my bra.

I laid with my body curled against Grayson's. His chest heaved as he sucked in the oxygen he didn't get as we fucked. My head laid over his heart as he trailed his hand down my side, squeezing my hip. "You still awake?" He muttered, his voice deep and raspy. I nodded and pressed a sloppy kiss to his skin. "What's on your mind, Gray?" He puffed out a breath and rolled to where I was in his arms, chest to chest. Our eyes met in the dim light that flooded in from the bathroom. "I want to be with you forever, Y/N. You're my forever." I smiled and rolled him back on to his back. Quickly, I took my rightful place in his lap, and pressed a kiss to his lips. "Forever and always." I muttered, and he gave me a short chuckle before he lifted me and quickly slid back inside of me. "You're going for a ride, flower." I bit my lip before we kissed again.

When I woke, Grayson wasn't in bed. The sheets were cold and empty. Kinda how I felt before I met Grayson. He really livened up a room, or in my case, my heart. I rolled out of the sheets, before I grabbed a shirt off the floor. "Gray?" I called as I walked down the hall. He was watching tv when I got in the living room, a mug of coffee pressed to his lips. I slipped into the kitchen and made my own cup before I joined him. "I can't believe we graduate soon." I muttered as I kissed his jaw. He smiled and turned before he kissed me firmly, "Gotta kiss me like you mean it, lovebug. We made it through college." I laid my head against his shoulder before he rubbed my back how I liked.

"Do you ever wanna have kids?" He asked suddenly. I stiffened before I sat up. "I could handle a few more Grayson's in the world. Girls or boys?" I asked as I propped my chin on his shoulder. "One of each. I want a son and a daughter." I nodded before I let my cheek rest against his skin. "Names?" I muttered and he chuckled, "Avery Lyn and Tyson James." I smiled and looked at him, "You really want kids with me?" I asked softly, my voice wavering. His hands pulled me onto his lap before he kissed me. "I wouldn't want them with anyone else. Wouldn't feel right."

Grayson and I swayed beside each other as we cooked. Tonight the gang would be back together. I chopped veggies as Grayson made the lasagna. "Did you get that good wine from the winery?" I asked as I tore lettuce for the salad. "Yeah. I got a couple bottles, we know how Kaylynn and Erin get." I giggled before he turned and kissed my shoulder. "I also picked up some dessert from the bakery on Welburn street." I turned and threw my arms around him, "Are you trying to spoil me?" He bumped his nose with mine, "Always." I let my lips drop to his in a quick kiss.

"It's been too long!" Adrianna whined as she saw me. I held her in my arms as Bryant and Ethan walked past with her purse and coat. Ethan hugged Grayson before he sat her things down. Bryant and Gray exchanged their handshake before he waved to me. I waved back before I turned back to Adrianna. I pulled her back into a hug as I rubbed her shoulder, "We have tonight to catch up on everything! We need a girls day." She nodded and looked at Ethan, completely ignoring my words. "I really love him, Y/N." I smirked and rolled my eyes, "Really? I had no idea!" She lightly punched my arm before we giggled. Seconds later, the doorbell rang and Kaylynn and Erin stood waiting for hugs.

We all sat around the table full of wine and full of food. Grayson stood before he coughed. We all stopped to look at him. My brow raised and he sent me a wink. "I figured I'd do this in front of the people I love the most. You all mean so much to me and Y/N, so I think it's fair you see this." He pulled me from my seat and I gasped. He rubbed his hands down his pants as he got on one knee and he looked up at me. Our hands joined and then he took one look at our friends who had gone eerily silent. As his eyes met mine, he dug in his pocket and produced a small black box. And in that box, he revealed the most Grayson Dolan wedding ring possible. Medium sized diamond, glistening band, and an engraved message on the top of the box. I say the most Grayson Dolan wedding ring because it was perfect in every sense of the word.

"Y/N, I've loved you ever since I laid eyes on you at that party. You always catch my eye in every room and every photo. You're my beacon of light in my darkest times. You are my other half. I love you so very much and want to spend my forever with you. Forever and always with our little kids, and our house, your writing career, and mine in film. I want all of our dreams to come true as we do them together, but that journey starts with you saying yes to being my wife. So, Y/N, my love, will you please marry me?" I felt all the air get knocked from my lungs as warm tears dripped down my cheeks. "Oh my god, Gray! Yes!" I sobbed as he stood and slid the ring on my finger. I was still shaking as he pressed a light kiss to my lips.

"White roses or white peonies? Remember we'll have the gold sprayed on them." I said as I sat next to Grayson in bed. He looked over from his phone and pointed to the peonies. "I know they're your favorite." I smiled and kissed his cheek before I jotted that in my notes. "What do we want to serve for dinner?" I asked as I showed him menu options. "Let's go steak and chicken, those good dinner rolls from the bakery, mashed potatoes, collard greens, the pie and cake for dessert, and as many soda options as possible." He said as he propped his chin on my shoulder, watching as I typed that in my notes.

"Okay, do you want Brody to be the ring bearer?" I asked and he nodded. Brody was Cameron's son. "Yeah, B can be the ring man. Ethan is my best man." I rolled my eyes, "That was obvious, Gray. Thank you for helping me." I said before I kissed his hair. I put my phone on the charger and got situated for bed before I looked at Grayson. He smiled and turned my body towards him before he gave me a sloppy kiss. "You wanna try to make Brody a cousin?" I laughed and shoved his shoulder before I tucked my body as close to his as I could. "Goodnight, my love." He said softly as he kissed my hair. I tangled my hand with his and I smiled, "Goodnight, hubs." He laughed and almost rolled completely on top of me, as he pulled me closer.

"You literally have three weeks before your wedding, Y/N!" Kaylynn said happily. I had treated the girls to breakfast, so we could catch up before the big day. "It's unreal. I really wanna thank you, Adrianna, for making me go to that dumb party." I said and she laughed as she sat her cup of coffee down. "I told you! I said you'd be meeting your soulmate and low and behold!" We all laughed at her comment, before I pulled her into a hug. Our waitress came over with our food and we all got excited. "Your avocado toast looks amazing!" Erin whined as I took a bite out of it. "I had never had it until I met Gray. He eats this all the time, and I've gotten so accustomed to stealing his food, I started to like it too." Kaylynn smiled as she cut into her pancakes.

"Walk us through the ins and outs of being almost Mrs. Dolan." I laughed as I sat my coffee down. "Well, every morning, Gray wakes up before me to go to the gym in our house. And when he's done he makes himself breakfast." They all nodded as I wiped my mouth. "He'll come wake me up before he eats and then I'll end up taking some off his plate. He started making himself extra because he knows me."

Erin giggled before she took a bite of her eggs and pointed at me with her fork, "What's he like in bed?" My cheeks heated up as the other girls laughed. "If he's anything like Ethan, he completely rocks her world." Arianna muttered before she took a sip of her coffee. I cackled as I sat my toast down, "He definitely takes care of me. On multiple occasions, I have not been able to walk the next day." I teased and Kaylynn snorted. "I've seen her hobble so I believe it."

"Okay so thank you for breakfast, angel, but now it's our turn to treat you! We're taking you to get your honeymoon lingerie and some swimsuits for the trip to Greece." Adrianna spoke as we all stood from the table. I scoffed, "You guys don't have to buy me anything!" Erin patted my back and pulled me in a hug, "Don't have to but we want to! We love you, Y/N!" I felt my cheeks heat up and I looked at my three best friends. "I love you all too."

"Grayson likes red." I said as I watched the girls slide through the teddies and panties that were on display. "Red? What else?" Kaylynn asked as she held up a black thong and bra. "Red, cream, gray funnily enough." I joked and Erin giggled. Adrianna came around the corner with a deep red fluffy, sheer house coat and matching teddy. "This will kill him." I laughed and nodded, "That's the one! Now I need heels to match." I said as I took it from her. She winked and pulled a box from under her arm, before she opened it. Red suede heels adorned with fluff along the band that goes over the toes were presented to me and I wanted to faint. "These are gorgeous!"

After we hit a few more stores, Adrianna asked if we were ready to go home. "Listen, baby, you gotta wear that your wedding night and I want full details after." Erin said as we all squeezed into the Uber Kaylynn had ordered. "Why full details?" I asked as I adjusted the shopping bags I had on my arms. "I wanna know when and how I'm going to be a godmother!" I felt my cheeks heat up before I looked away. "What? Why did you look away?" Adrianna asked as Kaylynn gripped my arm and smiled. "I think someone's already pregnant!" Kaylynn said with a smile. I felt my own lips turn as I nodded. "I haven't told Gray yet. I found out two weeks ago." I said softly. Erin pulled me in for a hug before they all did. Adrianna gripped my hand, "We'll be here every step of the way."

I laid across the couch with my hand over my bump, watching reruns of Friends. Grayson had meetings all day for his ever growing production company, so I was left to my own accord. Wedding planning, snacking, throwing up whatever I ate, and drinking water was what my day consisted of. I looked down at my tummy and sighed, "Already too much like your father, so stubborn." As I gently caressed my stomach, minutes from falling asleep, my phone started ringing. Adrianna was calling. I swiped and answered, "Hey Ade! What's up?"

Her silence made my heart plummet. "What's wrong, Adrianna?" I sat up quickly on the couch, my fingers tightening around my phone. "Gray, he got in an accident. Hit head on. Y/N, Grayson's in the hospital. Ethan's with him." My skin felt sticky with sweat as I moved to our room. Throwing on some shoes, I grabbed his hoodie, and made my way outside to my car. Adrianna was still talking on the other end of the phone but I didn't hear her. White noise. "What hospital and what room?" I asked, she spouted off the information as I started my drive.

I passed the wreck on my way there, seeing Grayson's Porsche crashed against an old pick up. I sobbed before my stomach started churning again, I felt sick. The flashing lights from the police cars that still littered the scene blurred together behind the sheen of tears that threatened to fall. With a hiccup, they cascaded down my skin, dripping on my hoodie. Grayson's hoodie.

"Grayson Dolan, please, I'm his fiancé." I rushed to the secretary. A woman grabbed my arm, "I'll take you. I'm his nurse." I nodded and followed her, my mouth still hanging open in shock. When I got to his room, Adrianna hugged me tightly. I started to cry against her shoulder before I moved back and looked at him. Ethan sat emotionless in the seat, his lip between his teeth, and his hand holding his brother's. "Should've been me." He muttered before his eyes met mine, glossed over in tears. I shook my head before I sat down on the cotton bed, my head falling on to Grayson's stomach as my entire body shook with sobs.

"Come on, Gray." My voice sounded scratchy, broken, as I tried to persuade his subconscious to let him wake up. Open those pretty, deep, dark eyes. Let his lashes flutter with life. Get some color back in his cheeks. I was begging to a corpse. "Grayson, I don't know if you can hear me, but I love you. And I had something I wanted to tell you, just didn't know how to say it." My breathing hitched as I spoke. With my free hand I wiped my eyes and nose, not caring that I looked just as broken as he did. At least my eyes were open and I was speaking. I pressed a chaste kiss to his hand as I laid my head down beside his thigh, "Gray, baby, I'm pregnant."

I sat back in the chair as Erin, Kaylynn, Bryant, Adrianna, and Ethan came in. "Have you eaten?" Erin asked as she crouched in front of me. I shook my head as she pushed my hair off my face before she tied it in a bun. My eyes met hers as my chin started to wobble, "Not hungry." She shook her head, "Not acceptable. Your little one needs food even if you don't feel like eating." Her thumbs came under my cheeks and swiped the tears away. I clenched my eyes and leaned forward into her arms as my body shook. "Mom, dad, and Cam are flying out tonight." Ethan said softly as he came over to me. He took Erin's place, and gripped my hands.

"Y/N, you're not my sister in law yet, but you're still my family. Grayson would want you to eat. Hell he would spoon feed you until you choked down a bowl of soup. You need to eat." This time, he was the one to run his thumbs across my cheeks. "You need to keep your strength up for him and for my nephew or niece. Ade will take you. And I'll call her if he progresses. I love you." I threw my arms around him and nodded before I kissed his cheek, "Love you too, E."

Adrianna handed me a spoon and kissed my hair. "How do you feel right now? Do you think he'll be okay?" She asked as she rubbed my back. I shifted away and shook my head, "Too hard." Her frown deepened and she started to scratch lighter as she watched me take a sip of the broth from my soup. "He's strong, he'll make it." My voice was raspy when I spoke but I ignored it, and took another sip. She sighed and we sat in silence until I pushed the barely eaten soup away. "Full."

Back in the chair beside his bed, my hand gripped his firmly. His chest still rose and fell in the same rhythmic pattern it had for the past week. Lisa and Sean were staying at Ethan's, and Cam stayed with me so I wouldn't go insane. Leaving the hospital, scratch that, leaving Grayson here was the hardest part of my week. The novel I had started previous to the accident was put on a hard pause as I spent most of my days in this chair. In this room. Locked in a cage it seemed. I couldn't escape until Grayson did.

"Do you remember when we went to that Halloween party? You were my devil, and I was your angel. Totally opposite of how we really are. You're my light Gray. You're my sun. I need the sunlight back." My eyes started to water before I moved next to him on the bed. With shaky hands, I pressed my palm to the mattress as I leaned down to kiss his forehead. My lips quivered and I rested my head on his shoulder, away from the tubes and wires. "My plants are starting to die, Gray. I'm wilting. I've told you time and time again people are like plants. I need my sun." I started to sob against his gown. My hands scrunched up the sheets as I shook with vigor.

Seconds passed and I sat up. Breaths came in uneasily as I looked out the window. The world was still going on around me, even though I had put mine on pause. I let the icy tears glide down my skin as I watched family's rejoice with their loved ones, they got to go home. My home was laying in a hospital bed, barely grasping on to his precious life.

"The wedding is next week. What are you gonna do if he doesn't wake up?" Kaylynn asked. Erin frowned and pushed her arm as they watched. Adrianna and Cam were on the couch with Lisa, who let out a sob. My eyes darted to Lisa before I let my head fall into my hands. Today I stayed home so Sean, Ethan, and Bryant could get some time with Grayson.

I felt defeated that I was here and he was there. "I slept in his clothes last night. They still smell like him. I don't know what I'm gonna do when the cologne wears off, and his scent leaves." I started to sob as I bit on my upper lip, tugging until I tasted copper. "He's gonna be okay." Erin said as she gripped my hand. My eyes met hers and I nodded, "But if he's not, a part of me is gonna die too."

We all stood around Grayson's bed in silence. Just three days after Kaylynn had asked, we got our answer. Grayson Bailey Dolan wasn't making it to our wedding day. Lisa was crying against Sean. Ethan and Cam were holding each other beside his bed. And I stood, the ringing of the flatline echoing in my ears. I reached for the bed, barely missed, and crumbled to the floor as I started to sob.

Only noise didn't come out. Nothing did. I was screaming with no noise. Erin wrapped me in her arms as I started to thrash with sobs. Kaylynn was on my other side, holding me. I stopped moving and I watched as the doctor came in, frowning. Nurses followed him in and I watched. Wishing they could take me away too.

Ethan and Sean held Lisa and I up, Cam stood between us with her eyes screwed shut. Lisa was crying with Sean. Ethan and Adrianna had tears in their eyes. Erin had her hand on my back and Kaylynn was supporting Cam. We made our way to the front pews in the funeral home. Erin held me as I watched.

Everyone was silent as the pastor walked to the podium. He looked down at Grayson's still form and looked back with red eyes. "Thank you all for gathering today to mourn the loss of Grayson Bailey Dolan." With those words, Lisa and I let out matching sobs before we both crumbled like rocks.

I could hardly listen as my eyes drifted back to Grayson. He wore his wedding ring per my request. It glistened in the lights above his casket, giving him a sort of lively glow, although there was no life left. Lisa held my hand as she leaned on me, her head buried on my chest. Sean rubbed my back and I looked at him. He did it how Grayson always did. Just soft enough to where it was still a scratch, but also comforting. I sucked in a harsh breath before I kissed Lisa's head and I let my tears glide.

I stood next to the still fresh grave, days later on what should’ve been my wedding day. My white heels dug into the ground as I stood, holding my dress up. Bryant stood with Erin, a wobbly smile adorned his cheeks. “Grayson loved you so much. There was never a day he didn’t tell me how much.” I smiled at Bryant before I started to cry. Erin sighed and started to dab at my makeup with a tissue. I let my dress fall as I turned and looked at Grayson’s tombstone. I rested my arm against it before I rested my head against my arm. My body started to shake as I sobbed into the open air.

I heard cars pull up and I knew it was the family who would’ve been here for the wedding. I sat in a heap, ruining the dress Grayson never got to see me wear, with the soil that kept him below. I knew I looked insane but I didn’t care. Grayson was my love. My forever and always. Ethan got down next to me in his tux, before he pulled me in for a hug. Cameron joined us and laid her head on my shoulder. All the while Bryant was taking photos for me.

When I finally moved, Grandma Bernadette pulled me in for a hug. I let myself cry against her as she rubbed my back. “Grayson was so lucky to have you, angel. And I’m so thankful you’re going to be having my second grandchild.” I smiled as I wiped under my eyes. Poppy John kissed my hair, “You treated him so well, kid. You gotta know Gray passed away being his happiest self. You did that for him.” I nodded and he took my hands.

“That boy called me every weekend to tell me about you, how great you were, how good you treated him. Every weekend. And when I finally met you, you lived up to every word. He used every positive adjective he could to describe you and still wasn’t enough to cover his vast love for you. Gray passed away being the happiest man alive, I’m convinced.” I started to cry again before Grandma Bernadette pulled me back in.

“When we first met you,” she paused to wipe away some tears of her own, “Gray pulled us aside and asked what we thought. He valued our opinion, and after minutes of knowing you, Pop and I valued you. Legally you aren’t my granddaughter in law, but you are my family Y/N. You always have a place in my home.” I nodded and kissed her cheek before they both pulled me in for a hug.

“Push! Come on, Y/N!” Erin urged as she gripped my hand. The doctor gave me a nod before I pushed as hard as a could, screaming as I did. My head fell back against the bed as I started to pant. “Oh my god! I want it out!” I yelled. Erin chuckled before the door opened and Ethan came in with scrubs and gloves on. “I’m gonna cut the cord, okay?” He asked and I nodded before I white knuckled against the rail of the bed. Erin rubbed my back as I started to lean forward. Adrianna pulled my hair off my neck as I let out one last scream. As my yell faded, another began.

“Y/N, here’s your baby boy.” The nurse said as she delicately handed me the soft purple bundle. “What do you wanna name him?” She asked as she smiled down at me. “Tyson, spelled T-y-s-o-n, James Dolan. That’s his dad’s last name.” She nodded before she wrote that on the chart at the end of my bed. Tyson started to squirm in my arms, drawing my attention to his form. He had Grayson’s dark hair, and a few misplaced freckles as well. “Welcome to the world, Ty.” I said softly as I ran my finger down his plush cheek. Erin sat on the bed next to me before she smiled, “I’m so proud of you, Y/N.” I looked up and smiled before I wiped my eyes. “Gray is too. I can feel it.” Her chin wobbled before she leaned forward and kissed my hair, “He is, forever and always.”

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Student!Mark

The party hard senior who was still true to himself and his friends

He was so ready for the real world, but still made sure he was in tune with where he came from.

Always made sure his younger friends had someone to go to for advice on their years to come in hell highschool

Doesn't openly show affection towards his friends because they're in younger grades (at least in public)

Still makes sure they're comfortable and knows they're wanted around...even if it's just to hang out in the Senior parking lot and brag to all the other under classmen

Doesn't mind being looked up to as a role model because it makes him rethink everything he does and how it would look to his friends

An overly fatherly figure sometimes

He tells one of them to go home and finish homework before coming to hang out

Yet he still hangs loose and let's the boys drive his baby car for the monthly road trip they take together

Makes sure they all are okay at all times and they're not hurt

Still does the head count in secret and has a mini heart attack when Hyuck runs to the bathroom without saying anything

"A music video?" Mark asked, just to make sure he didn't misunderstand.

The boys had hopeful gleams in their eyes and a pleading expression across their faces.

"Yeah okay sure," Mark said and they got ready to celebrate.

"over my dead body." Mark slammed his locker closed and they all groaned -- drawing attention from other seniors walking down the Senior Hallway.

"Oh come on. We're only going to the train tracks to shoot one scene. And then you can drop us off at home and go on your way and go to your old man job or something." Hyuck waved off the last part.

"No! The train tracks?! Get out of here!" Mark said and they all bummed out.

Mark began walking away but came back to justify something.

"And making floral arrangements at the flower shop is not an old man job! It's art!" Mark said to Hyuck's face and stomped away.

"Yeah, for women in their 70's!" Hyuck screamed one last attack.

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"One scene. 20 minutes. Then you're all going home." Mark said as he walked by the lunch table filled with his friends.

"I got a date tonight." Mark wiggled his eyebrows.

All the boys slapped him on the back except one;

"So I guess Grandma Edith from the flower boutique finally returned your calls?"

Everyone snapped their heads to Hyuck who sat their sassily with his chin resting in his palm.

Mark cocked an eyebrow, "what did you say?"

"He said he wishes you luck and we'll see you at 8." Renjun said as he got up and dragged Hyuck out of the Cafeteria by the ear.

"And now a speech from an Honor Graduate: Mark Lee." The principal introduced

The crowd was quiet except for the 6 other boys sitting in the crowd that were being too loud.

"I KNOW THAT GUY!!"

"HE'S MY BEST FRIEND!"

"GET OFF THE STAGE!"

"DON'T FORGET US MAN!"

Mark motioned for them to shut up, and everyone chuckled at his actions.

"Friends, faculty, families, and everyone else who is present today: Welcome. Welcome to the last day of this chapter, but the beginning of anew." Mark read and everyone smiled and were waiting for the intelligent man to continue.

"Ya know...I never thought I would be standing on this stage giving this speech. I didn't even think I would finish highschool at some points." Mark admitted

"But I can thank today to my teachers, family, and most importantly my friends." Mark said motioning to the different mentioned people.

"Yes, the group of boys who decided it upon themselves to make themselves known before I could even begin talking...those boys." Everyone chuckled.

Hyuck, Renjun, and Jaemin held up hearts while Jisung tried to hide himself from the attention.

"Now you're probably thinking: Mark...why are you friends with under classmen?? You're a senior...right??" Mark said and some actually wanted to know why.

"Well...at some times I wonder that too...but then I realise that I would be lost without them." The boys perked up, hearing Mark finally talk about how much they mean to him.

"They found me and leeched onto me when I couldn't find myself. I was cutting class, skipping school in general, and getting in fights...I'm not proud of it...but I'm proud of myself for admitting it; because their are some people who want to bury their high school life so deep inside their memories that they can't remember things even if they wanted to."

"...they lose themselves more..."

"But I found myself again...thanks to those 6 dorks sitting right over there." Mark chuckled, and everyone could see the gloss in his eyes.

"They taught me that I need to look after them...but also myself." Mark cleared his throat.

"They taught me patience, leniency, and discipline." Mark counted on his fingers.

"I went from letting them drive around with me at 2 in the morning to not letting them get near my car without getting their homework done."

"And I realized how much I rubbed off on them...but much more how they rubbed off on me."

"Because I sometimes forget that I am an 18 year old in highschool and not a 28 year old dad." Mark scratched his neck as everyone laughed.

"But sometimes we need to come from a rougher past to set out on a steadier future." He got more serious.

"Nothing will be easy in life. Not even pumping gas, have you seen those prices?!" Everyone laughed again.

"No but really. I'm not promising an easy future for any of us." Mark was talking in a room full of a people, but made eye contact with his closest friends.

"We're all going to a hit a bump in the road that we were never prepared for...but we need to strap in and understand that these 18 years is what have prepared us for those types of things."

"From cramming for Mr. Kim's bio test an hour before, to cramming a stock write up to have it on your boss' desk in 20 minutes...everything shifts."

"But we adapt, overcome, and conquer these battles...for there are people around you to help you when you feel like you can't get up again."

Hyuck quickly wipes a tear as he blames it on allergies.

Hyuck: "That damn pollen."

Renjun: "...this is a winter graduation..."

"There's someone just a shout away..."

"...just don't forget the way I called you. Because I hope it always stays like this..."

Applause erupted as Mark took his seat again.

~~~~~~~~~

"Mark Lee. Attending Seoul National University in their English Language and Literature Department."

The 6 groups of boys start crying together.

Mark was supposed to be studying in the States...but this was unlike anything they could've asked for.

They got on their feet and cheered as loud as they could for their friend walking across the stage.

"Well I guess this it." Chenle said as he closed Mark's trunk.

"Dude...I'm moving closer to all of you." Mark rolled his eyes as he made sure it was fully closed.

"Can you not let me have one moment?!" Chenle argued and Mark couldn't help messing up the younger boys hair.

"I'm gonna miss seeing you guys crowding around my locker." Mark pinched Jeno's cheek.

"Then I guess we'll crowd your apartment till you get home..." Hyuck shrugged.

"You leave us with no choice." Jaemin added on and everyone played along.

"Haha. No. Didn't say that." Mark laughed as he put a hat on his head.

"So what's your roommate's name?" Jisung asked and Mark shrugged.

"Wong Yukhei, but I've been texting him and he goes by Lucas." Mark fixes his hat in the window of his car.

"Seems...fishy." Renjun raised is eyebrows.

"No. No conspiracies. He's my age, he's from Hong Kong and he's in the physical fitness department. He's a regular boy." Mark cut Renjun off.

"...that's what the government wants you to think..."

"Huh?"

"Nothing."

Mark rolled his eyes and looked at his friends.

"I'm not replacing you guys, if that's what you think." He said and they stayed silent as they looked at each other.

"I'm still gonna drive you guys everywhere and boss you guys around to do homework. Makes sure Renjun flosses near his braces. Makes sure Jeno wears a mask around his cats. Make sure Hyuck never stays up too late. Makes sure Chenle never loses his awesome laugh. Makes sure Jisung stays the same mochi mouse he is now."

The boys started looking up on the situation.

"I'm here guys." Mark said and they all attacked him in a sudden hug.

"And I'm not going anywhere."

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