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m1lflov3rrr · 8 months

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For the First Time

I wrote this inspired by the song For the First Time - Mac Demarco :)

Pairing: Larissa Weems x fem!reader

Warnings: mutual pining, old love, angst, fluff

Word count: 3.1k

Summary: You and her were the best of friends (if not even more) during your time at Nevemore… You lost contact after graduating. Now, you meet her again after 20 years.

A/N: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Hope you enjoy :)

”Can you believe we’re graduating tomorrow?” You asked your best friend, Larissa.

You were laying under a willow, your favourite spot to hang out together. Her back was resting against the magnificent tree, your back pressed against her front, her hands wrapped around you.

”I really can’t… All of it is coming to an end tomorrow…” She whispered sentimentally.

You turned around slightly to meet her gaze, ”Hey, don’t say that. It’s not an end of anything. It’s simply a new chapter in our lives, Rissa.”

She sighed, looking at the school from a distance. ”Just promise me you won’t leave me. Please don’t forget me… I couldn’t bear losing you.”

You smiled softly as you cupped her cheek, focusing her gaze back to you as her cheeks flushed red.

”Cross my heart.”

”Larissa Weems!” You watched proudly as your greatest friend took long strides across the stage, shaking hands and receiving her diploma. She looked so beautiful up there, you thought. You cheered for her louder than anyone else did.

And before you knew it, ”Y/N L/N!”

You let out a shaky breath and got up on the stage, shaking the hands of your professors and receiving your own diploma. The crowd cheered at you, but your eyes were only fixated on Larissa, who was clapping, her smile full of pride as tears flowed freely down her cheeks, watching you. You smiled brightly at her and waved, curtsying on the stage for everyone before walking off.

”We did it!!!” You yell excitedly as you basically jump to each other.

”We did,” She whispers, tightening her hold on you, never seeming to want to let go. And neither did you.

You stayed like that for god knows how long. Until you felt like you had to tell her what you’d been dreading for the past few weeks. You just couldn’t bring yourself to tell her earlier.

”I’m leaving tomorrow,” You whispered almost inaudibly.

You felt how her body physically froze, and she pulled away slightly to meet your gaze. She looked confused and scared.

”Rissa, I- They’ve accepted me in. I’m leaving to Oxford to study law, to fulfill the dream I’ve always had.” You said with a sad smile, knowing how hard it must be for the taller girl, because it certainly was for you.

”W-what?” She let out a shaky breath. You were slipping away from her faster than she could’ve ever imagined. She wasn’t ready for it, not yet.

”I’ll call you every day, I promise.” You said, taking her face in your hands.

Tears of sadness were now flowing down her cheeks, as she whispered desperately with her last strength, ”Please don’t leave me.”

You smiled softly, as you whispered ”I love you, Larissa Weems,” and kissed her softly.

She seemed shocked, but instantly responded to the kiss, never wanting to let go. That loving, affectionate and tender moment lasted as long as it could, until you both had to pull away for air.

She knew this was it. She realized that you might not ever see each other again.

”I love you too,” She whispered back.

At first, you did call every day. You’d even sent her letters and gift boxes with things from England to remember you by. She always said how much she missed you and wished you were there with her. You even planned for her to come visit you, but just as she was about to buy the plane ticket, she had received an email telling her she’d been accepted to study teaching across the country. You were on video call with her when it happened. You were happy for her, but at the same time sad as you realized she couldn’t be able to visit you.

And slowly, the calls were becoming less frequent and you didn’t even text that much anymore, the how are you’s were becoming a once a month thing. It hurt you so much, knowing how she probably had moved on and found someone better in her life. The plans you had made weren’t going to come to life.

After a year, you didn’t call or text anymore.

”Y/N, come by my office for a second, will you? We have a new lawsuit and I need to inform you the details.” Your boss, Jeff, asked you.

”I’ll be there in a sec!”

You went into the office and saw Samantha and Richard, your co-workers there, too. You smiled at them, sitting down.

”Alright, I know it’s a bit far away, but we have a new client reaching out to us all the way from Vermont.”

You raised your eyebrows in surprise. Your firm was located in Atlanta, Georgia, several states away from Vermont. Sure, your firm was one of the finest in the country, you’d had clients from across the country before, too.

”What’s the case?” Richard asked.

”The principal of Nevermore Academy has contacted us about the situation, apparently the school is under construction after a disaster and they’re having some troubles with the construction company.”

Your jaw dropped.

”What kind of-” Samantha started but you cut her off in your state of shock.

”Wait, Nevermore Academy?! Like, the one in Jericho?!” You asked the dumb question to know if you’d just heard wrong.

Jeff looked at you weirdly, ”Yes, is there a problem?”

”N-no! No, it’s just I grew up there. It’s a funny coincidence, that’s all. Nothing wrong with it, go on!”

”Alright, well, I’ve chosen you three to go over there, your flights are booked for tomorrow night.”

You had settled in a motel in Jericho, now leaving to Nevermore by taxi. You were fidgeting with your bracelet and your rings, trying to calm yourself down. You knew you wouldn’t see anyone you knew, but simply being reminded by that place took you to a path down memory lane. It was hard returning after 20 years.

When you arrived, you didn’t immediately get out of the car. You felt a hand on your knee - Samantha was looking at you worriedly. ”Hey, are you okay? You seem pretty nervous.”

You shot her a small smile, ”I’m fine, I just haven’t been here for such a long time.”

She chuckled, ”I get it, but hey, we’re here right by your side. You got this, okay?”

You nodded and exited the car. You entered the school halls and Richard stopped a blonde-haired girl with pink and blue highlights. ”Excuse me, miss. You don’t happen to know where the principal’s office is? We’re here for a meeting with her.”

It’s not like you didn’t know the way there - you just felt like you couldn’t speak. Being there brought back too many memories, it was almost too overwhelming.

The girl smiled brightly at you three, ”Of course, I’ll show you, follow me!” She said enthusiastically as you began following her through the hallways.

Soon, you were stopped in front of large oak doors. Looking back, you should’ve paid more attention and read the golden plague. You didn’t.

”Thank you a thousand times for your help. It was very kind of you.” You said with a smile to the girl, who just smiled back and nodded, saying it’s a pleasure and waving you off as she was already rounding a courner.

Richard knocked on the door, and a come in was heard.

He entered first, followed by Samantha and lastly, you. Your attention was on your phone, responding to a few emails. You didn’t even bother looking up at the principal. Not today.

”Welcome to Nevermore Academy. Thank you for travelling all the way here, it is very much appreciated.” Started a somehow familiar voice, with an even more familiar rich accent. You frowned but thought you were just imagining things.

”I am Larissa Weems, the Headmistress of Nevermore Academy.”

Your entire world froze at those words. Your eyes widened as you slowly rose your gaze up to meet hers, after all these years. She was looking at Richard and Samantha, who had already stepped forward and were shaking her hand.

You stepped cautiously forward also, filled with anticipation and fear. What if she didn’t recognize or remember you?

But that theory quickly proved itself as false, as when Larissa’s gaze moved from your co-workers to you. Her gaze lingered for a second, she squinted her eyes and tried to connect the dots.

And she immediately did.

Her smile dropped and she let out a shaky breath as she realized it was really you. You watched her as she drank your more matured form in. You were dressed more elegantly, in a dark blue suit with your hair styled and your makeup done almost professionally. You had certainly had a glow up, but you were beautiful before, too.

Larissa looked as beautiful as ever. Just like she did all those years ago. She had aged like fine wine. She still had that same glorious style that you always admired on her.

Your little moment was interrupted by Richard’s awkward clearing of a throat.

”Richard Sanders.” He said with a nod, causing Larissa to practically rip her eyes off of you.

She nodded with a smile.

”Samantha Byrnes.” Samantha introduced herself.

And now you realized all eyes were on you again, your co-workers staring at you expectantly to introduce yourself and not seem rude. They didn’t know.

But you did. And so did Larissa.

You didn’t know if you were going to just pretend like this was the first time you just met. Because all you wanted right now was to run into her arms and hug her and tell her how much you’d missed her and love her and how you never want to be apart from her again-

”Y/N L/N.” You said monotonely, like a robot. You decided to play safe and act professional around your co-workers.

Larissa’s face dropped and she looked disappointed, sad. But quickly replaced it with that all-too-familiar polite smile as you all sat down across from her.

The universe had really just punched you in the face.

”Y/N, I’m so sorry but I need to head back, my kid has broken his leg, do you think you and Richard could handle this together?” Samantha storms in your room, startling you from your thoughts.

”Oh, uh, yeah, of course. Go, we’ll be fine. I hope little Alfie’s okay. Give him my best!”

She smiles at you, ”Thank you, Y/N. I really wouldn’t leave if it wasn’t an emergency.”

You nodded understandingly. ”I know, Sam. Have a safe trip back, we’ll be just fine.”

Now it was just you and Richard. Which made the task even harder, as you’d have to interact more with Larissa now that Samantha wasn’t there anymore.

You took a shower to calm your thoughts, slipped into your pyjamas and then you heard a knock on your door. You wondered who it’d be at this hour - Richard, looking rather uncomfortable.

”Rick? You alright?” You questioned, observing his unusual demeanor.

He sighed. ”Y/N, Jeff has asked me back at the office immediately. He had an issue with the bank, and as I’m also the accountant for the firm, I really can’t not go. I’m really sorry, I know Samantha left too, do you think you could handle this alone?”

You groaned internally. This was just your luck. Normally, you’d be thriving at a lawsuit like this. You were, without a doubt, one of the most succesful lawyers in the whole country, this should be a piece of cake for you. If only your emotions weren’t involved.

”I guess I’ll be fine. Do you really need to go?”

He grimaced, feeling bad for you. ”I wouldn’t go if it wasn’t a crisis. Y/N, the firm needs my help right now, it’s pretty serious.”

You thought for a second, ”I guess I’ll be fine.”

”Thank you, and I’m really sorry again.”

You waved it off, ”No biggie, just go.”

And then it was just you. This could easily be the hardest thing you’d ever done in your job. Separating your emotions and work life. Usually it was easy for you, but not this time.

You didn’t sleep that night, too busy dreading about the interactions you would have to deal with tomorrow.

Your stomach turned as you walked along the all too familiar hallways. You were even more nervous than yesterday, as now you knew what was about to come.

You hesitantly knocked on the door and heard her telling you to come in, her voice sending chills down your spine. You sighed and reluctantly went inside.

”Good morning,” You breathed out, causing the blonde to immediately snap her head to look at you.

You noticed the faintest smile on her face for a split second as she looked deep into your eyes, just like she did all those years ago. But that ended as soon as is started as her eyes were already searching for your co-workers.

”Good morning, where are the others?” She asked, looking at you confusedly.

You rubbed the back of your neck, ”They had to go back, both had some kind of an emergency. So, you’re stuck with me now.”

She nodded as the smile appeared back on her face, this time slightly bigger. ”I wouldn’t want it any other way,” She whispered barely audibly.

You felt yourself blushing at her words, clearing your throat and sitting down as you searched for the folder in your bag.

”So, I’d like for you to look at this,” You said as you gave the folder to her.

She smiled and nodded, starting to read everything carefully. This was the perfect chance for you to admire her beauty, how you admired that woman. The subtle wrinkles on the outer corners of her eyes and on her forehead and the more visible smile lines. She was absolutely breathtaking, her presence was enough to make you swoon, how her mere gaze was enough to make you melt into-

”It’s rude to stare, Y/N.” Larissa said, not taking her eyes off the papers in front of her.

Your eyes widened as you realized you had gotten caught. ”I- I wasn’t staring.”

Larissa finally put the papers aside, as she intertwined her fingers and laid them back on the table, leaning forwards so her entire attention was on you now, just like it used to be.

”Y/N, you and I both know very well that you can’t bring yourself to lie to me. At least believably.”

You were shrinking on your seat, this was way too embarassing for your liking. You needed to change the subject or you would burst.

”I, uh- So, h-how do the papers look? Are they to your liking?”

Larissa looked a little taken aback by your sudden change of subject, narrowing her eyes and parting her lips as if to decide whether to continue speaking to you as Larissa, or to act like the professional Principal Weems. With a sentimental sigh, she decided on the latter one. She had to put her emotions aside for this to work.

And that’s how it went for the next few days. Every day you would go into her office, discuss about the contract and you had arranged a meeting with the head pf the construction company for next week.

Now, it was Friday and you and Larissa would be meeting one last time before next Monday’s important meeting.

”Hello,” You greeted her with a smile as you sat down.

She smiled tenderly back at you, nodding her head and greeting you back.

”So, I was just coming by to drop these files and also this introductory contract, which you might all agree on best case scenario.”

She nodded and took the files from you. ”Thank you, Ms L/N.”

That made your heart drop. During your time here, not once had she called you that. It wouldn’t be the same darling as it used to be, just your name. But never had she once called you by your last name.

You felt an uncomfortable twist in your stomach, like you were on the verge pf tears. You didn’t know why after all these years, she still had that affect on you. Like your whole world depended on her words.

Larissa didn’t look comfortable either. She had felt immediately weird after calling you that so professionally. She wished she could just call you darling, because even after all these years, you still remained her darling.

The longing eye contact made your eyes blurry with tears, as you whispered almost inaudibly, that- ”Please don’t.”

She looked at you with the exact same expression of despair.

You shook your head to yourself and grabbed your bag, ”Well, I assume everything is now done. I’ll see you on Monday, Ms Weems.” You didn’t know if you were talking about the case or something else, but either way you began to make your way to the exit doors of her office.

”Darling, wait.”

That made you stop dead in your tracks. You weren’t sure if you heard it right. You hadn’t even heard that name in 20 years. And how fucking much you had missed it.

A hopeful glint in your eyes caused you to turn around, to meet the woman not sitting behind her desk anymore, but right in front of you.

You looked at each other so longingly, and some subconscious force in you caused you to take her hands into yours. She didn’t pull them away, instead she squeezed on them to assure you everything.

And she smiled the most genuine, but at the same time fragile smile.

And that made you break. You threw yourself in her arms as she tightly wrapped her arms around you to ensure you’re never leaving her again.

It was the best feeling you’d ever felt. After all these years you had longed for this to happen, it now did. Fate had brought you back together. That meant that you and her were supposed to be what you always wanted to be, together.

”God, I’ve missed you so much, Rissa, you have no idea,” You sobbed lightly in her arms as tears were silently flooding her cheeks, too.

She chuckled, ”I haven’t heard that name in decades. I missed you too, darling, more than life.”

And you stayed like that for so long that you lost track of time. Neither of you seemed to want to let go of the other. So, you simply didn’t. Until-

”Darling?” Larissa started as she was stroking your hair gently.

”Mhhm?” You hummed against her shoulder.

”Would you like to go out with me?” She asked, suddenly nervous.

And now, like you should have done all those years ago, you wasted absolutely no time to answer with the biggest smile; ”Yes, Rissa, I would love to.”

#i almost cried writing this #imo this is so beautiful #listen to the song (and cry)#should i make a part two?#larissa weems #gwendoline christie #wednesday #principal weems #larissa x reader #gwendolineuniverse #larissa weems x female reader #larissa weems x reader #principal weems x reader #ms weems x reader #Spotify

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buffyfan145 · 3 months

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Word of warning we just got a ton of possible leaks about season 2 of "Rings of Power" coming from The One Ring Net source. However, I will point out while a few of these seem possible this reminds me a lot of other "leaked" things for my other fandoms, especially DC and Marvel movies/shows, and most of those turned out to be false and fans just posting things for their own enjoyment. However, this is how it first leaked that Halbrand was Sauron before season 1 aired. Some of these do match scoops/spoilers we've gotten from Fellowship of Fans an interviews with the cast, but some of these are so out of left field. I'll post a breakdown under a cut of the major ones but you can see the post in full here. But I will point out some of these would be massive changes to the lore that even I'd be shocked if they do it, so again we'll see.

So the first thing that matches what FOF and even Charlie Vickers teased is that season 2 is going to show a lot of Sauron flashbacks and tell his side of the story and that we'll be in on his plans the whole time. But according to this post the Mairon version is a separate actor and that Gavi is actually the Annatar version but Halbrand/Charlie is still the main one going forward.

They're saying the Tolkien estate gave Amazon more access to "The Silmarillion" and we will see all the Valar, Maiar, Eru (he's just a voice though so we won't see a person), Melkor/Morgoth, Mairon (even called this name), Gandalf/Mithrander (who is Daniel's The Stranger), and even Ungoliant as we get this full backstory in the show.

Halbrand will go back to the dwarves and reveal he's Mairon to them and they truth him because of Aule.

It'll be revealed that Sauron/Mairon had a son and Adar killed him, which was why the line Adar said about "a woman or a child" was said in s1. No idea who the boy's mother is but possibly Amelia Kenworthy's character. This is a huge departure but would be interesting to have Sauron/Mairon/Halbrand actually have been a father and the 2nd Maiar besides Melian to have children.

Gandalf/Mithrander will also have flashbacks, including that he almost sided with Mairon, and even introduce Shadowfax.

Tom Bombadil and Goldberry will appear, which we already saw a leak about this possibly happening last year.

Supposedly Halbrand/Sauron does keep up his infatuation with Galadriel but actually goes back to Eregion not as just Annatar but as Celeborn!!! 😮 So they don't rescue Celeborn after all but it is Sauron/Halbrand and it's making it sound like there's romantic scenes between them but again it's actually Sauron/Halbrand with Galadriel and not Celeborn. I know some of us Haladriel shippers have written this exact thing in our fics and if this really does happen that again hints that Sauron/Halbrand really could be Celebrian's biological father which I would be shocked if the show did this even though I'd also love it. LOL Then add in if they do this change where Sauron had a son that died and possibly ends up having a daughter with Galadriel. It does sound like the real Celeborn does come back too at some point so if this happens this is going to be interesting, even though I know a lot of the purists and regular LOTR fans might hate it.

The season does end with Sauron forging the One Ring, which FOF has also been speculating. The thing is if Galadriel will be with him when he does as FOF reported on her being captured by Adar during the Battle of Eregion with this also confirms happens in the last 2 episodes.

They're also saying too that the season will also end with Galadriel making a choice to save either real Celeborn and/or Sauron/Halbrand as Celeborn, which again could point to above that she gets captured and then decides to stay with him. So this is going to be very interesting if any of these turn out to be true.

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strangersatellites · 1 year

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happy valentine’s day steddie nation! have some lumax & steddie shenanigans as a treat! i love you all! 🫶🏼

February 11th, 1987

It’s not that she’s particularly interested in watching E.T. again. It's more so the fact that the back of the VHS box has enough words that she can pretend to read it for an extended period of time without looking suspicious.

See, Max is a planner. She plans. Plots might actually be a better word. Perhaps even schemes.

Whatever. She plans.

When the time is right, she executes.

Luckily, Lucas is good for two (2) things.

Anything and everything Max asks of him

Causing problems on purpose

That’s how she finds herself here. Pretending to read the back of a movie she’s seen at least ten times while she acts like she’s not able to hear the conversation happening at the Family Video counter.

“Oh come on! It’s for Valentine’s Day!”

Steve stops whatever he’s trying to do on the tv and props a hand on his hip while he levels Lucas with a look.

“What makes you think I don’t have plans already, Sinclair? Huh? I could have my own date to plan for all you know.”

Lucas snorts. “Yeah, right. Please, Steve? I already told Max you said yes so she’s expecting it to be a whole thing! I’ll ask Eddie to drop us off and everything! Plus, my mom said we can only have a date if you chaperone and no offense, but I’m not taking you to a restaurant.”

“Well maybe we need to practice honesty in our relationships,” Steve says, pointing the tv remote at him. “You’re lucky Max is my favorite, or else you would’ve been in deep shit. Now what did you tell her I was cooking?”

Max has to hide a giggle behind the horror movie display at the way Lucas visibly sags in relief. He throws her a wink when Steve turns back to the screen.

*****

February 12th, 1987

Finding the money is easy.

It’s not Max’s fault Eddie is an absolute idiot and leaves his wallet in his unlocked van during Hellfire.

The man is just asking to be a victim of petty theft.

Plus, she doubts he even pays enough attention to the amount of money he has in there anyway. He probably won’t even know it's gone.

Picking the flowers out wasn’t difficult either.

Steve’s favorite flowers are tulips, and under any other circumstances they would be the obvious choice. But everyone knows a dozen red roses means true love.

And it's Valentine’s Day. Come on.

The florist had watched the pair look at all the flowers with a twinkle in her eye. No doubt she thought Lucas was buying them for Max.

Gross.

Convincing her that they needed them delivered to Family Video on Valentine’s Day was a little trickier.

“No they’re not for me, ew.” and “They’re for a friend.” and “Yes, we know it's last minute.”

But arguably the most difficult part had been choosing what to put on the card.

They’re sitting on the sidewalk outside the arcade writing and crossing out and writing again while everyone else is inside.

“Lucas, are you kidding me? We can’t just say Happy Valentine’s Day. That’s so lame.”

He throws his hands up in an exasperated gesture. “Well what else? We can’t be all ‘roses are red, violets are blue, I’m a big dumb idiot who won’t make a move.’”

Max snorts a laugh and gives him a conspiratory smile before she starts writing on the back of a receipt.

“No. But you know what we can do?”

*****

February 13th, 1987

“I don’t know… this feels a little risky.”

Max swats at Lucas’s bicep and glares.

“Just trust me. All we have to do is get Eddie there and his own desperate need to be nosy will do the rest.”

Lucas takes a deep breath in and accepts his fate. “If this doesn’t work it's your fault.”

She just rolls her eyes and shoves him up and off the couch.

They’re in the Wheeler’s basement finishing up yesterday’s campaign so they can all have Valentine’s day to do their own thing. Eddie called for a ten minute break after Mike and Dustin had to very nearly be physically held back during an argument about what move they should make next.

He’s propped on the arm of his chair and writing something in a little notebook when Lucas approaches.

“Uh hey, Eddie? Can I ask you something?”

The older boy raises his eyes up to meet Lucas’s and squints at him.

“Roll for charisma.”

Now it's Lucas’s turn to roll his eyes. “Are you serious?”

Eddie breaks into a bright smile and settles into his seat with a laugh. “Nah, man. What’s up, Sinclair?”

“Are you busy tomorrow? Do you have any plans for Valentine’s Day I mean?”

Eddie’s brows furrow and he tilts his head a bit. “No way, dude. I’ll be sitting at home with a movie and a bowl of Wayne’s spaghetti if the past is any indication of how my day will play out. Besides, you know how I feel about all that shit.”

Max squints from her place on the couch braiding El’s hair. She does know how he feels about all that shit. She heard him telling Robin alllllllll about how he wanted to have a real Valentine’s Day date one day.

She’s grateful at this moment that he’s publicly sticking to his guns. No “forced conformity” in sight.

That would’ve ruined the plan.

“Perfect!” Lucas claps.

Max cringes but he recovers.

“Uh, I mean– I mean that’s perfect for me then! I was going to ask if you could come pick me up from Steve’s tomorrow. He told me he’d let me go through his closet and pick out something to wear.” He looks down and picks at a string on his jacket and Max has to hand it to him. His acting skills are pretty impressive. “I’m taking Max on a real date tomorrow.”

Eddie’s face softens and he cuts the shit with his false bravado almost instantly.

“That’s sweet, man. But why can’t Harrington drive you to Max’s exactly?”

And shit.

Max didn’t think Eddie would question him. Not with the way he drives them places all the time.

Then again so does Steve. So maybe that was a bit of an oversight.

But Lucas takes it in stride. “Oh he said something about cooking for his own date when I leave.”

Max might be a bit more worried about Lucas’s ability to lie off the cuff if she weren’t so impressed.

Eddie just nods. “Sure, kiddo. I’ll be there at 7 o’clock sharp.”

Easy.

Now they wait.

*****

February 14th, 1987

Max is sitting on the counter swinging her feet while Steve and Robin bicker back and forth about what order the new display movies should go in.

It’s ten minutes before six and she’s starting to get nervous.

Her inner monologue is screaming, “I knew she would forget to deliver them.”

Just about the time she’s going to ask to use Keith’s phone to call Lucas, the florist van pulls up.

Steve furrows his brow and looks at Robin. She just raises her shoulders and shakes her head. He opens the door and leans against it.

A young girl hops out of the passenger seat with the prettiest bouquet of red roses Max has ever seen. She has to bite back her own smile.

“Hi!” The girl greets while rustling through the leaves to find the card. “Delivery for uh– Stevie?”

Robin snorts and slaps a hand over her mouth.

Steve runs a hand through his hair and stutters out a “I’ll just get those. Yeah– yeah thanks. Have a good one,” and comes back inside.

Max puts on her game face when he puts them on the counter and steps back with his hands on his hips.

Robin has propped her chin in her hands and is looking on with barely concealed glee.

Max levels him with a bored look. “So… What does the card say?”

He reaches for the card and reads it quietly to himself. If Max isn’t mistaken, his cheeks are dusted with a pink flush.

He smiles and laughs. “They’re from Eds.”

Eds? Gross.

“Dear Stevie, something happened and I'm head over heels. Happy Valentine’s Day. Love, Eddie.”

Robin mimes being struck by Cupid and Steve giggles at her antics and thumbs over the petals of one of the flowers with a soft smile.

Before Max can unpack that, the door bursts open so hard the bell swings into the glass with a clang.

Steve’s head snaps to the door with a “LUCAS!” already ringing out through the store.

He holds his hands up in a placating gesture and catches his breath.

“Sorry! Sorry! Max, you ready to go?”

And, oh. Right.

She hops off the counter and grabs her bag. Spins around to Robin and Steve with a smile.

She leans in to whisper, “We’re going somewhere on a date tonight. He thinks I don’t know.”

Robin bites back another smile and salutes Lucas while Steve laughs under his breath and grabs his own keys and the vase off the counter.

“Have fun kiddos! Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” Robin calls out as they take off out the door.

*****

As riveting as the idea of hiding in a bush and watching Steve cook and sing to himself for an hour sounds, in practice it is painfully boring.

“Seriously? We couldn’t have just gone to the arcade until 7 o’clock?” Lucas angry-whispers.

Max adjusts her elbows on her knees so her binoculars are steadier.

“No. We need to be here to make sure everything goes to plan.”

Lucas groans and Max gives him an aggressive shush.

“Steve already liked the flowers and he double checked with me yesterday that you still wanted his homemade pizza. Literally all Eddie has to do is show up and take the bait.”

Now it’s Max who’s groaning. “Ugh, I don’t know, okay! But it's like five minutes ‘til seven anyway so it doesn’t matter.”

It’s just when they see Steve set the plates on either side of the bouquet on the table that they hear the sound of Eddie’s van turning into the driveway.

They both inhale sharply and duck further behind the bushes.

When Eddie climbs out he looks… nice.

Nice for Eddie at least.

There’s no chains, no dirty sneakers. Instead there’s a black button up and his nice boots. He’s got his hair half pulled up and all of his earrings in.

Max and Lucas share a bewildered look. Surely he didn’t lie about not having plans tonight, right?

Realistically the two know they’re too far away to hear or be heard but that doesn’t stop them from holding their breath as Eddie knocks on the door.

Steve opens it with a towel slung over his shoulder. He’s dressed the part too. Dark jeans and a dark red sweater, looking exactly like a parent chaperoning a kid’s date.

His smile is bright as he opens the door and gestures for Eddie to come inside.

They stand beside the foyer window and chat while the two look on through binoculars with bated breath.

“Surely Eddie’s noticed I’m not there by now, right?” Lucas questions.

Max hums and nods. “Yeah and I’m guessing that Steve has realized Eddie isn’t dropping us off either.”

The two boys throw their heads back in what they can only assume to be hearty laughter from their lack of sound. Steve nods his head towards the kitchen and Eddie gestures for him to lead the way.

“It worked! Max! It actually worked! He’s staying!”

Steve pulls out Eddie’s chair and lights the candles; dims the lights, and takes his own seat.

Max just laughs. “Of course it worked. They’ve been into each other for months! They’re both just too stupid to notice it without a little push!”

They look on in silence as Steve has magically procured a bottle of wine and two glasses and is filling them while they talk.

Lucas smiles and nudges Max with his shoulder. “Dude. Best Valentine’s Day ever.”

She smiles back and punches his arm. “Yeah. Best one ever.”

*****

Meanwhile in the Harrington House

“So, should we tell them?”

Eddie snorts. “Tell them what? That we knew they were trying to set us up or that we’ve been together for four months?”

Now it’s Steve who’s laughing. “I was thinking more about the fact that we can see them in the bushes.”

“Nah. I want to keep that one until I need to sandbag them for something.”

Steve shakes his head and looks at the table.

Eddie grabs his hand and lowers his voice to a whisper. “Hey.”

Steve looks up and meets his eyes, gets a little lost in the way they sparkle in the candlelight.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.”

He lifts Eddie’s hand and presses a soft kiss to his knuckles, the new devil ring Steve gave him before he left this morning.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Eds.”

Maybe if Max and Lucas had looked a little closer, they would have noticed that the plates on the table didn’t have homemade pizza, they had spaghetti.

That the bouquet on the table wasn’t a dozen roses.

It was tulips.

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It’s been three weeks and I still have not sorted my feelings about Legends Con. So have this random, unorganized list of things that happened that I still remember (more under the cut):

Nick tried to flash (stood on a chair and pulled up his shirt) Tala and Maisie during their panel but no one noticed him in the back

On the other hand when Arthur showed up during Caity and Jes’ panel they immediately saw him and greeted him

Caity was asked what Sara’s safe word is at the Meet&Greet and her answer was “Chiquita Banana”

When asked who they would eat first on a deserted island, pretty much everyone immediately said “Dom”

Caity and Jes kept talking about doing a podcast and asking people for stuff to talk about. Jes suggested they should just do Stabcast but Caity said she doesn’t like True Crime (which fair, I don’t either lol)

Adam said Avalance’s kid is named Rose and that Gary would be a great babysitter but he definitely would lose her at some point

At the opening ceremony Caity was like “I think the last time I said I was getting married. And I did it. *shows her ring* And Jes had our baby!”

When talking about the hardest goodbyes, Caity being Caity forgot Dom left and wasn’t even in the final season. Her answer was Franz btw.

A kid asked Amy, Caity and Jes if they would rather jump in lava or drown in water if they had to die and Jes was like “How old are you? Where is your mother?!” lmao

Jes recited the condolence card from Meet The Legends to the best of her recollection and kept laughing

Arthur kept mentioning how weird it is that all these fans and the cast are in his hometown

I could listen to Maisie talk for hours, just wanted to throw that in here

Jes was talking about how beautiful the gold dress from 502 was and Caity replied with “Anything you wear is beautiful 🥰” before Amy chimed in that she is still looking for the video of Liv and Jes laughing at Matt falling off his chair that was mentioned earlier lol

When asked about a crack ship (Rishop = Rip/Bishop) Arthur went on to talk about how he loves fanfiction lol

When asked if Nick or Matt is the better kisser Tala said “Maisie”

Adam started singing I Will Always Love You (forgot why) and Maisie left him hanging by not joining in and just smiling/laughing

Poor Matt didn’t know about the Human Centipede but now he does

Jes came up with the pick up line “I can be your legend until tomorrow” and then was like “someone try this tonight at the bar!”

On the second day Adam brought a water pistol to the panel and used it on everyone who got up to ask a question

Adam was THE hype man all weekend. He kept starting “When I say DC you say Legends of Tomorrow” chants

The fandom organized a group gift to give each cast member a trophy of the Waverider. We were allowed to present it to them at the closing ceremony.

Nick was called “Brad Pitt” during the trophy ceremony and Adam being Adam stood up instead

Amy sang Future Favorite with one of the kids at the closing ceremony

Adam said something about how he doesn’t like being emotional in front of people and everyone started chanting “SHOW EMOTIONS”

By the end of the closing ceremony everyone was super emotional. Caity was too emotional to speak when it was her turn and started crying and Jes hugged her. She said “I miss you guys” to the cast and went back for another hug. Jes was like “stop the emotions. stop the emotions” in reference to the earlier chant

A small list of some of the things that happened to me personally. I won’t share it all in detail here though, for reasons:

When I got my solo photo op with Caity, she saw my Real Housewives Sara shirt and was like “That’s funny. Can I take a picture?” and then she posted it on her IG Story

Amy spoke German to me out of nowhere when she noticed my accent. She also called me back during our photo op to ask me how I was and if I slept alright.

Jes gave me this 🥺 look when I talked to her at the autograph table

Nick held my hand for like a minute which was super overwhelming especially cause I struggle with eye contact lol. He also kept lovingly teasing me the whole weekend.

Me and a bunch of people did the 709 costumes as cosplay and won ‘Best Group’. It was a lot of fun.

#legends of tomorrow #avalance #Meeting all the amazing people that I met on Twitter in the past 1 1/2 has been amazing and I miss everyone terribly #i forgot so much stuff that happened already.. especially what some of the cast said to me during the meet&greet :’(#I’m kinda sad I didn’t get to ask Caity and Jes about the gift I got them :(#It did show up in Caity’s story about her gifts though so she at least got it lol #and jes… we know she doesn’t do social media lol…#also i ran into the ppl i never wanted to meet too often… such big egos for such shitty personalities. gross.#their behavior was just so rude #legends con

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sunshine-daisies-library · 3 months

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staged romance | luke hemmings x actress!reader

summary: when you get the role of a lifetime, luke struggles to support you when he finds out who your scripted love interest is

word count: 10.8k

warnings: misogyny, arguments, drinking, jealousy, swearing, mentions of cheating, angst

author’s note: the title of the movie/book and the show were smth i made up on the fly so it’s not to be affiliated w other books/movies that are called that lol, it’s all a coincidence. this is also not proofread!

second author's note: the last bit was rushed in the end but let me be clear! my intent was to portray a loving realistic relationship with healthy communication of feelings and borders. of course, things like that are tough to convey in a one-shot alone. talks of jealousy and cheating is heavily mentioned throughout the text, but it is not my intent to make luke appear toxic or y/n seem unfaithful. the two are in a healthy relationship that gets plagued by jealousy, insecurities, and stupid social media! i, in no way, shape, or form, condone toxic relationships and try my best to let that show in my writing. please consult a trusted loved one if you are experiencing a toxic relationship. i love yall and hope the best!

happy reading lovelies <3

“I’m sure you boys are incredibly busy now more than ever,” the interviewer said, referring to the band’s many new surprises in store. “I can’t help but wonder what you guys are most excited about.”

Luke was nodding along to the woman, barely paying attention and silently hoping for the interview to end faster. Ashton had always teased Luke for having a blank stare during these interviews and the fans have caught on, too, but he couldn’t help being bored talking about the same things over and over again.

“So busy,” Michael agreed, taking the reins on the question. “We’ve got new music coming out, we’ve been working nonstop to release them and film music videos, too. Not to mention our tour coming up in a couple of months. But to speak for the boys, I think we’re all pretty excited to have our music featured in a movie.”

Ashton was quick to chime in. “Yeah, we’ve worked real hard on this one, we were in the studio for hours trying to perfect it and we hope we did the movie justice.”

The interviewer shifted through her binder of notes and questions. “It’s safe to say everyone is stoked to hear it in theaters,” she concluded. “But the question that’s been on everyone’s minds is, Luke, how do you feel about writing a song for a movie your girlfriend is the face of? Could you walk us through that process?”

Calum quietly nudged Luke in the side, bringing his attention to the woman sitting before them. “Oh yeah,” Luke coughed, readjusting his posture in his chair. “I’m super excited to help bring this story to life, it’s been a real journey to go through the entire process of it all. I’m especially proud of y/n for getting the lead role, it’s been a dream of hers to get this far and I’m so lucky to have her in my life and watch her grow as an actress.”

“Aw,” Ashton leaned into his mic, making the boys laugh. “So cute.”

“Very cute,” Luke retorted with a small smile. “She’s great and definitely deserves this role; she’s worked so hard on it and it really shows on the screen. As for the music, I agree with Ash when he said we worked our asses off on it. y/n definitely put in a lot of input on this one, not actually, but she was a great inspiration throughout the writing and producing process.”

Michael grinned at his friend, picking up his mic. “He’s downplaying it,” he quipped. “When the producer reached out to us to write something up for the movie, Luke was really into it. I mean reading through the tidbit that the producer sent us, rereading the book the movie was based on, all of it. Out of the four of us, Luke was really the one who took the wheel on this project and y/n was a big part of the reason why.”

Luke turned red at Michael’s explanation, but it was true. He was ecstatic to hear they wanted 5 Seconds of Summer to add to their soundtrack, and he was even more excited to hear it was for the very movie you just received the lead role for. You both found out the news on the same day and were over the moon excited.

“I got the part!” you yelled, running down the hall to Luke’s office with Petunia following close behind you. “Babe! I got the part-”

Luke swung the door open, a look of disbelief on his face. “They want us to write a song for the movie,” he announced.

Your eyes were wide at his news. In an instant, you jumped into his arms and he caught you, spinning you around as you both let out shouts of joy. Luke peppered kisses down your face and neck, anywhere he could reach, in pride.

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” he told you earnestly. “I’m so so proud of you. You earned this!”

“We earned this,” you corrected him, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling into a kiss.

“Guilty,” Luke sheepishly admitted to the interviewer. “I love my girl, what can I say?”

The woman let out a chuckle before getting back into the interview. “All the fans are happy to hear that,” she told him. “Last question and it’s for Luke again; so Michael said that you read the book for “What Lies Between Us,” and so you probably know that there are a couple explicit scenes in there, particularly between the lead and her love interest, played by Harry Styles. We all are very aware of your past with One Direction, having toured with them and gaining your fame through the tours. How do you feel about your girlfriend and friend coming together for these intimate scenes?”

The boys “oohed” immaturely as Luke blushed, shaking his head. You had already told him there would be scenes like that in the movie, not because he was jealous or would prevent you from doing them, but just to be open with him. After a discussion, the both of you were on the same page about the scenes, agreeing that it’s just work and holds no value offset.

“Yeah, n/n told me about them,” Luke chuckled, taking a sip of water. “And I don’t have anything to say about them. y/n is a great actress and so is Harry. They’re respectable workers and take their job seriously. I trust them both, not that that matters.”

“Well said,” the interviewer applauded. “So even beyond the explicit scenes, do you mind that they will be portraying lovers throughout the film?”

Luke set his water on the ground. “I mean, who doesn’t love Harry Styles, he’s handsome,” he joked playfully. Luke’s crystal blue eyes stared deeply into the camera. “No, I don’t mind at all. It’s all for the movie. Styles may have my girl in the morning and afternoons, but at night she’s mine to hold to sleep.”

–

Luke entered the bedroom, sighing loudly as he hunched over to throw off his shirt. You had been laying there waiting for his arrival home, reading over your agenda and going over your lines in your pajamas under the covers. Petunia was sleeping soundly at the foot of your bed, unbothered by his usual antics.

“You’re home late,” you mused, setting your pen down. “Everything okay, bub?”

Luke moaned and groaned while kicking off his dress pants and replacing them with his more comfortable pair of sweatpants, eventually falling face down onto the bed. You giggled at his dramatics, your hand going to play through his blond curls. He relaxed at your touch as he reached for your hand and kissed it softly.

“Do you think Harry is more handsome than me?” he asked, eyes peering up at yours.

You raised your eyebrows curiously. “Do you want the answer of a 1D fan since high school or the answer of your loving girlfriend?” you joked. You and Luke both knew how deep your love for One Direction was as a teenager. He loved to tease you about your posters and t-shirts, not to mention the Harry Styles cardboard cutout you received as a birthday present one year.

Luke let out another grumble as he rolled onto his back. You scooted forward to rest his head on your lap. “Both,” he decided.

You hummed, resuming your twirling of Luke’s hair. “Well as your girlfriend,” you began. “I think you are the most handsome man to ever walk this planet.”

“And the 1D fan?” he begrudgingly asked.

You took your finger and softly traced along the bridge of his nose, trailing down to his jawline. “I think Harry Styles is very very handsome,” you answered. Watching Luke scrunch his nose in childish jealousy, you leaned in closer. “But I think the lead vocalist of the band that opened for One Direction was way better looking, sweeter, and all around so much better,” you whispered as though you were letting him in on a secret.

Luke pushed you away, sighing loudly once again as you threw your head back in laughter. “That’s the girlfriend speaking!” he whined.

“We’re one and the same, Lu,” you scolded playfully, reaching for your boyfriend. “Just because my seventeen year old self was too obsessed with Harry doesn’t mean I don’t love you and find you all the more attractive now.”

Luke let out an unconvincing huff, making you furrow your eyebrows in confusion. “What’s gotten into you, bub?” you asked, concern taking over your curiosity.

“The interview was all about you and the movie today,” he responded, tucking himself into bed and taking his spot beside you, nestled warmly in your chest.

You snorted, resting your hand back into his hair. Not only were his curls extremely soft at the touch and soothing to play with, you knew -while he would never admit it aloud- Luke loved when you played with his hair. “Didn’t realize I was a tough topic to talk about,” you jested.

Luke rolled over so he was practically laying half of his body on yours. “Nooo,” he said, voice muffled by your shirt. “You know I love to talk about you, baby. It’s just I got a question about you and Harry being love interests.”

You stiffened, clearly caught off guard. “Oh,” you could only muster out.

The musician nodded, burying himself into your chest and wrapping his arms around your waist. “People can be so annoying sometimes,” he huffed in frustration. “Why would I care if my girlfriend is playing Harry Styles’ love interest? It’s not like it changes anything between us or between me and Harry.”

“It’s because people are misogynistic and gross,” you explained with an equally upset frown. “Just because I’m a woman in the film industry, they think I’m going to fling myself at any man I act with. It was the same for my last movie. I don’t understand why people are so quick to judge and point fingers.”

Luke lifted his chin and cupped your cheek affectionately. “I’m so sorry this is what you have to deal with everyday,” he apologized. “It’s bullshit, and I’ve made it crystal clear that you should be respected and valued for your work, not who you kiss or whatever on the screens.”

“You can always shut down the questions if they ask you,” you reminded him. “You don’t have to make yourself uncomfortable.”

Luke bit his lip in thought, a habit you found adorable and mesmerizing to watch. “But I’d rather answer these questions and stop the narrative about actresses and showmances. It’s not fair for you guys to be scrutinized about your love lives and image while male actors never get those kinds of questions.”

Your lips trembled in awe of Luke’s small rant. You had never felt so loved and appreciated by the man like you did right now. He was ever a gentleman in a world of childish boys. “You know I love you, right?” you asked him with a tearful smile.

Luke raised his thumb to the corner of your eyes to wipe away a stray tear. “It’s the bare minimum to support my girl,” he told you. “I love you, too, baby.”

Settling back down under the covers with your lover, you rested your head on top of his. “You don’t have to worry about me and Harry,” you reassured him. “It’s strictly business between us, and he’s aware of that.”

“I’m not worried,” Luke said, his eyes fluttering closed. “Get some sleep, love. You got an early morning ahead of you.”

–

The next morning, you woke up refreshed with your boyfriend still fast asleep beside you. You smiled to yourself, taking a mental image of the singer nestled beside you. His arm was snug around your waist and his nose was buried in your chest, a normal routine you’ve found the both of you falling into when he was home from tours. What you hated the most was ending said routine when you had to wake up before him for filming.

You slowly removed his arm and slid out from under the sheets, trying to not wake him. Of course, ever the heavy sleeper, Luke remained asleep, taking one of your pillows as an adequate replacement for you. You quietly began your morning routine of brewing coffee for yourself, brushing your teeth, and styling your hair. Petunia followed behind you, being the momma’s girl she was. You let her go outside as you got started on preparing breakfast. Normally, you’d make breakfast and coffee for two but you were called for an earlier shoot, barely before sunrise, so Luke would no doubt be asleep for a while.

Finished with breakfast and giving Petunia her required pets and kisses, you went back upstairs to get dressed for the day. You thought you had been relatively quiet, but nonetheless the singer woke up to you, half dressed, on the other side of the room.

“What a sight for sore eyes,” his raspy voice praised.

You turned your head around as you slipped on a pair of pants, rolling your eyes at him. “You should be asleep,” you scolded lightly.

“And you should still be in bed with me,” he reprimanded in the same tone. Luke lazily reached across the bed for you, only short by a few inches.

“I have to be in for an early shoot,” you reminded him. “You know I’d be asleep right beside you if I had the choice.”

Luke groaned, making you laugh as you ruffled his hair similar to how you’d pet Petunia. “Why can’t you call out?” he whined like a toddler.

You kissed his forehead and set for the door. “If I did, I’d be out of a job,” you told him. “Then who would Harry kiss on camera?”

“Not funny!” Luke yelled out as you grabbed the rest of your things and left your home.

“Love you!” you shouted back, closing the door behind you.

Luke rolled over back to his side, grabbing his phone and absentmindedly scrolled through Twitter. He figured that since he was already awake, he might as well look through his notifications before formally getting up.

On Twitter, he realized in the bottom of his screen that he received thousands of tagged mentions. Curious, he clicked on the icon to see multiple photos of you and Harry outside the studio. You two were snuggled under a blanket, far too close for his liking. The smile on your face was one Luke was familiar with because it was the look you always gave him. Jealousy burned in his chest before he realized it.

outofstyles: harry styles and y/n l/n is a pair we didn’t ask for but ended up needing SEVERELY

stylesupdatesdaily: styles-l/n was NOT on my bingo card this year but i am here for it!!! #styles-l/n #wlbumovie

lukehemmingslipring: why are people shipping harry and y/n when she’s been dating luke since way before the SGFG era??? and why am i fucking with it???

y/nismother: @lukehemmingslipring don’t tell me they broke up because if they did love isn’t real :(

y/nismother: @youngblood__irwin SEND THE LINK PLEASE!!!!!

Luke frowned at the back and forth in the comments, as well as additional tweets he was tagged in regarding the Hemmings vs. Styles drama, a drama he didn’t even knew had begun. Frustration and envy brewed inside him despite his strong attempts to fight the urge. He had promised you he wouldn’t get jealous. Hell, he didn’t expect himself to feel this way. He knew you, of course. And he knew Harry very well. In his right mind, he knew there was nothing behind the photos nor your staged romance. But the damn photos and tweets and people raising the question of the stability of his relationship…anger was clouding his mind and he could barely think straight.

–

By the time you got to set, you were rushed into hair and makeup. You were used to the fast paced nature of the studio and settled into your routine with ease. As your hair designers twisted and pulled your hair back to prep for your wig, you saw a familiar figure catch your eye.

“Good morning, darlin’,” Harry greeted with a chaste kiss on your cheek. You snorted at his thick Southern accent he had been practicing all year long. While he had improved significantly, you found that his drastic change from a charming British lad to a cheeky Southern man was still too bizarre to get accustomed to.

“Hello, honey,” you said back in a Chicago accent, remembering to stay still for the dressers to apply your wig. The accent you portrayed was one that your character had, a sharp-tongued divorcee. “Didn’t expect you to come in on time.”

“Love, I’m always on time,” he chuckled, sitting beside you to allow the artists to work their magic. “You’re just cooped up in your trailer doing God knows what with that husband of yours.”

You laughed, eyes shut as your dear friend and makeup artist Alisha applied eyeshadow. “Not my husband,” you corrected him.

“Well you’ve been dating him long enough for him to might as well be,” he joked. “You seriously mean to tell me Hemmings hasn’t put a ring on your finger?” You nodded as much as you could, considering Alisha was very adamant on perfecting your concealer under your eyes. “Well, he’s got to get a move on before I make a move myself.”

The two of you laughed, knowing the banter was light and all jokes. “Careful now, sweetheart,” you said, reverting back to your Chicago accent. “Mr. Hemmings might get a little jealous.”

“Can’t have that now, can we?” he drawled, back in his Southern accent. “But you make such a pretty little wife on screen, how can I resist?”

“You tease!” you exclaimed, clutching your heart and remaining in character. “Mr. McClantire, you know I’m a faithful woman.”

Finished with his makeup, Harry stood up and readjusted his suit jacket. “Mrs. Abernathy, a lady like you should be cherished,” he explained, taking your hand and brushing his lips against his lightly. “I’ll meet you on set.”

You chuckled, taking your hand back to fix your hat your stylist had expertly pinned to your head. “I’ll see you then, Mr. McClantire.”

Leaving you be, Harry left the dressing room and gently closed the door. Alisha clicked her tongue at the British singer turned actor, shaking her head. “Always a tease, isn’t he,” she hummed, applying hair spray liberally. “He better watch himself or the media will end up in a frenzy with his flirtatious attitude.”

“He’s a sweetheart, I know he means no harm,” you defended him, sipping your tea serenely. “I do believe he’s been seeing someone though so I know there’s no weight to his words. But I do admit his habits are going to make Twitter go crazy. Luke has already gotten wind of some of the news and gossip.”

Alisha rested her hand on her hip, lips pursed in thought. “Only a matter of time before he gets jealous,” she mused playfully.

“He won’t,” you said back, not expecting Alisha’s warning.

“Oh honey,” she shook her head. “You know men, they’ll get jealous.”

–

Luke looked at the TV through the mirror reflection in his dressing room as he adjusted his dress shirt’s sleeves. Nearly a while had passed since the finish of filming and it was a matter of days until the movie’s premiere. Your schedule consisted of plenty of interviews and promo events which resulted in more drama tabloids being released about you and Harry. A scowl rested on his

and Harry on the screen talking with the host of the show. You were animatedly telling a story while Harry’s arm rested behind you. Albeit casual, Luke couldn’t help but glare at the gesture.

“If looks could kill, he’d be dead,” Ashton mused from behind the blond singer.

Luke brushed off his comment, turning away from the vanity. “I just wish he’d keep his bloody hands off her,” he muttered enviously.

Calum was distractedly scrolling through his phone on the couch, no doubt bored, waiting for their cue to get on stage. “And sit fifty miles away from her?” he suggested plainly, sarcasm dripping from his voice. “Mate, they’re friends, of course they’re going to sit beside each other.”

“But with his arm around her?” Luke pressed impatiently, fighting the urge to run his fingers through his hair. You reminded him constantly before arriving at the studio to not touch his hair. You’d worked so hard to style and gel it while he focused on his makeup. The blond settled for crossing his arms on his chest and tapping his foot.

“Yeah,” Michael agreed with Luke. “He should cut it off,” he joked, dodging Luke’s swat of his hand.

Ashton patted Luke’s shoulder, setting him down on the couch. “Calm down, Luke,” he instructed. “Take some deep breaths or else you’ll pop a vein. I understand how annoying publicists have been with Harry and n/n, but you shouldn’t let them get to you.”

“How can I when they talk about my girl?” Luke seethed, his composure rigid. “They talk about her like she’s a fame chaser, going after Harry for publicity even though she’s been practically an A-lister since she was a kid.” Luke shuffled in his seat, frown permanently on his face.

“Then I hardly see how Harry’s got anything to do with it,” Calum raised an eyebrow.

Luke stood up from the couch as quickly as he had sat down. “Because he’s–he’s–” Luke stumbled over his words. Finding no reasonable excuse, he angrily kicked his foot against the table only to yelp in pain, clutching his foot and jumping up and down. “That fucking pretty boy.”

Michael sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You can’t really give into those gossip tablets, can you?” he genuinely asked.

Luke paused, long enough for the boys to shake their heads in disappointment. “It’s the hair!” he lamely blamed, throwing his hands in the air.

The boys’ conversation was interrupted by a set assistant, knocking on the door while opening it. “Five minutes till your performance,” the boy squeaked.

Ashton was the one to speak up for the group. “Thanks, Roberto,” he said gratefully. The moment the boy left, Ashton turned to the boys. “We’re going to discuss this more later after the show. Luke, please be civil with Harry.”

“Says the one who fucked his sis-”

“None of that now,” Ashton cut Michael off, not wanting to rehash his past. “Now let’s get on stage before they have our heads.”

The boys made their way down to the set, hiding discreetly behind the curtains. A frenzy of assistants scurried by, ensuring that the boys had their instruments and everything was perfect before they got on stage.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Five Seconds of Summer!”

The stage manager nodded at the cue, ushering the boys through the entrance. Luke was the first to walk through, waving at the audience and smiling at fans screaming in the back. They got settled on the side stage, instruments in tow as they turned to the host of the night.

“Thank you for having us, Jimmy,” Luke spoke into the mic, trying not to wince at the squealing girls in the crowd. His eyes were trained on you, who had stood up and clapped for the band as they came in. You were now seated, eyes sparkling in excitement.

Jimmy Fallon leaned back in his chair. “We’re glad to have you, Luke,” he responded. “Hope the dressing room wasn’t too snug for your guys?”

“Oh no Jimmy, we quite enjoyed it,” Ashton answered from behind his kit. “Reminds me of the good old days when we’d share Luke’s bedroom to change before filming our performances on YouTube.”

The crowd laughed at Ashton’s quip, Jimmy especially as he shook his head in laughter. “Good to hear,” he said. “And what do you guys have for us today?”

Michael was next to take the lead. “Well initially we thought we were going to perform our song for What Lies Between Us,” he began, followed by more applause and cheering. “But we thought it would be better to leave that for the premiere.”

“Correction: our publicist thought it would be better,” Calum joked, however there was no fabrication behind it; their publicist did think it would be best.

“So we decided to play a song from our album that’s yet to come out,” Michael finished. “Jimmy, this is “Bad Omens.””

The crowd loved the song as much as you did, finding that song to be one of your favorites of the album. Upon finishing the song, the boys set down their instruments for the backstage staff to collect and made their way to the couches.

You and Harry stood up to greet each of them, Harry with a handshake and you with a kiss on the cheek. Luke took your hand, kissing you brightly on the lips before sitting down beside you. Jimmy made a cheeky face, teasingly looking at you and your boyfriend. The crowd chuckled at his behavior and you did the same while Luke kept his hand possessively on your knee.

“Well this is a new development,” Jimmy mused, folding his hands on top of his desk.

You waved off his comment with an airy giggle. “Oh this?” you asked, gesturing between you and Luke. “Old as time.”

“We’ve actually been together for what, a little over ten years now?” Luke explained, glancing over at you with a proud smile. He relished the feeling of the crowd clapping and whooping at your relationship.

Jimmy whistled at Luke’s comment. “And no ring on the finger?” he pressed. “I mean, you’ve had to have thought about it before?”

You nodded reassuringly. “Oh a million times,” you responded. “But God knows that when you deal with one of these boys, you have to deal with all of them.” You jabbed your thumb at the three boys to the left of you, shoving their lanky arms against each other as they tried to get comfortable on their seats. Luke cleared his throat to get their attention, the boys flushed in the face as they quit their quarreling. “I’ve known them since they went on tour with One Direction and we finally ended up dating afterwards. But now, I’m ready to get married and settle down. I’m just waiting on Hemmings, here.”

Luke chuckled at your last comment, seemingly taking them lightly. You furrowed your eyebrows at his reaction, but decided not to act upon it. “She’s very much so anticipating that question, Jimmy,” he confessed. “It’s only a matter of time, but I’m in no hurry. This one, however…” he trailed off, grinning at you.

“A girl has dreams,” you defended yourself.

Jimmy snapped his fingers at your words, a thought coming back to him. “Yes, you certainly do!” he exclaimed, reaching under his desk for a frame as he changed the subject. Confusion and hurt brewed inside you, but you quickly pushed those feelings down. “y/n, you’re not a stranger to dreams, right?”

“Oh, definitely not,” you agreed with a dubious expression on your face.

“So I hope you don’t mind when I show a little memento from the past your mother sent over.”

“Oh God,” you groaned, turning to hide your face in Luke’s shoulder. “What did she send over now? I told you to lose her number, Jimmy.”

Jimmy raised his hands up in surrender. “She makes a great lunch partner,” he defended himself. “y/m/n, if you’re watching tonight, we’re still on for Tuesday?” You rolled your eyes as Harry threw his head back in laughter. “Joking, joking, not really, but-”

“Jimmy,” you said in a warning tone.

“Alright, alright,” he relented. “Anyways, your mother found a letter you wrote back when you were in middle school to the tooth fairy-”

Michael choked on his own saliva, jerking forward. “n/n, you still believed in the tooth fairy when you were in middle school-”

“I don’t want to hear it, Clifford,” you clipped back through your teeth as you smiled rigidly. You still had one last baby tooth in at the time, you still had your hopes out for the mythical creature.

Jimmy raised his hand to cut off the side chatter as he read from the framed letter. “And you, at age thirteen, had one dream that you wished the tooth fairy would grant you.”

“Dear Tooth Fairy,” he read aloud as you crumbled in embarrassment. “I have finally lost my last tooth, so I guess this will be the last letter I can send you.”

“Aww,” the boys gushed in unison, causing you to shoot them an icy glare.

“To end this amazing tooth filled saga, I have one last wish. You see, it’s been my dream to meet One Direction.”

“Jimmy!” you screamed, covering your face in humiliation as the memories started to flood in. Luke covered you in his arms as you folded over yourself, laughing along but equally curious about what was in the letter.

Jimmy, nonetheless, continued reading. “And I have a favorite singer in the band. If you could pull some strings and make Harry Styles my boyfriend, I swear to you I’ll write a letter to you everyday -even though I have no more teeth to give you- and will solemnly swear to be your best friend forever. Let him be my boyfriend, pleaseeeeee.” The audience let out a boisterous laughter as Jimmy emphasized your silly, childish writing. “Love, y/n.”

More clapping filled your ears as you raised your head to face Jimmy. In the corner of your eye, you saw Harry resting casually beside you, facing you as he leaned against the couch.

“I’m flattered,” Harry told you, an amused smile resting on his lips.

You pressed your lips in a straight line. “Thanks, Har,” you deadpanned.

He patted your shoulder in a friendly manner. “No, it’s real sweet,” he reassured you. “Truly, cute, even.”

“That’s not all we have,” Jimmy spoke up as he put away your framed letter. He waved off your groans and complaints. “It’s not bad, not bad. I’m sure you all remember the Golden Globes back in 2012 when y/n made her first appearance in the hit TV show, The Last Elites of Cardenia.”

The crowd cheered as a photo of you as a child appeared on the screen. It was a shot of you in the show, dressed up in your furs and pearls as per your character, Cecilia. The next photo was of you on the red carpet with your show family. Your braces were highly visible in your smile, making you wince at the rough photo.

“I loved that show,” Ashton sighed, full of nostalgia. “Cal, Michael, and I would binge that show every night after concerts.”

“You didn’t watch it, Luke?” Jimmy asked curiously.

Luke sheepishly shook his head. “No, I didn’t,” he answered honestly.

“I’m offended, babe,” you teased, your hand over your heart in mock offense.

Michael snorted. “It’s not like he didn’t like the show,” he told you. “He just could barely follow the storyline whenever you popped up on screen.”

The boys gave Luke playful punches as he blushed. “I-I couldn’t help it!” he exclaimed. “You were just so cute on screen, you were my celebrity crush for the longest time. I mean you were a right entitled bitch in the show but meeting you in real life, I just was-“

“So down bad,” Ashton finished for him. Luke was about to correct him but you were quick to cut him off.

“Baby,” you cooed, pinching his cheek.

Jimmy laughed along with the conversation, pointing towards the screen as he spoke. “Speaking of celebrity crushes,” he continued. “We have this old footage of you on the red carpet answering some questions.”

The day was bright as you appeared on the screen. A youthful innocence covered your entire self, from the way you gathered yourself to your voice. A woman was behind the camera, only her hand holding the microphone could be seen.

“And who might you be?” the woman asked you.

You smiled brightly. “I’m y/n!” you chirped. “y/n l/n but most people know me as Cecilia from The Last Elites of Cardenia.”

“Nice to meet you, y/n, I’m Mei,” the woman greeted, shaking your hand. “This is your first time here at the Golden Globes, how are you feeling?”

“Oh, I’m sooo excited, Mei,” you answered honestly and giddily. You could hardly stand still. “My mom picked my outfit today so I’m feeling very confident and pretty!”

“And who do you want to see most today?”

You cocked your head in thought. “Harry Styles!” you exclaimed. “I heard One Direction’s going to be at the after party, so I really hope to see him. He’s my biggest celebrity crush,” you gushed unabashedly.

The clip ended and everyone turned to you, where you were frozen and wide-eyed.

“Where the hell do you find this stuff, Jimmy,” you sighed, face palming annoyedly.

“Oh, the vault, you know,” Jimmy responded cheekily. “But that leaves us wondering how you feel now, starring alongside your celebrity crush in the film “What Lies Between Us?””

You tapped your chin. Harry glanced over at you. “Be honest, darling,” he reminded you in a sing-songy voice.

“Well I can definitely say that my teenage self is absolutely losing her mind,” you answered. “It’s something out of a dream, if you think about it. I mean, I never knew I’d come far enough to star in a highly anticipated movie, nevertheless star alongside Harry. It’s a blessing, surely, but now, I think that fangirl side of me has been laid to rest.”

Jimmy turned to your boyfriend. “And what do you think, Luke?”

The musician gave the host a close lipped smile. “Whatever makes n/n happy,” he settled brusquely.

Jimmy, satisfied with his response, began asking questions for the other boys about touring and their music. You whipped your head around and raised an eyebrow at Luke for his short response, but Luke didn’t make eye contact with you. Concerned, you reached for his hand on his knee but he pulled back, folding his hands together. Never had you felt more confused and isolated than you did at that moment. You used to be able to read his mind, but now it felt like he’d closed his mind in walls you couldn’t seem to get past.

–

“What was that about?” you demanded, following closely behind Luke as you walked into your shared home.

After that awkward end to the show with Jimmy Fallon, you, Harry, and the boys went out to dinner. You thought that moment with Luke was just a one-off thing, but he remained in his rigid composure for the rest of the night. The boys would talk boisterously throughout the dinner, sharing stories of the past tours with One Direction and catching up on life afterwards. But Luke was the only one who remained silent, opting to focus on his glass of red wine he never seemed to finish. You made attempts to speak to Luke, nudging him or trying to meet his eyes from across the table but he refused to look up the entire time. Frustrated, you let it be but it was clear you were upset to the rest of the table. Harry had even pulled you aside after you all paid for your meals, asking if things were alright and if he had overstepped at all. You reassured him he did nothing wrong, it was Luke who was being childish at the moment.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he brushed you off, heading upstairs to your bedroom. He removed his suit jacket and started unbuttoning his dress shirt nonchalantly, as if he hadn’t done anything wrong or pissed you off.

You entered the bedroom, heels kicked off as you crossed your arms on your chest. “Let me refresh your mind,” you spat. “You’ve been nothing but rotten towards Harry and I tonight. What’s gotten into you? I thought you said you wouldn’t get jealous-”

“And I’m not,” Luke fought back. “God, you can be so conceited sometimes, y/n.”

“So that’s what it is?” you snapped back. “I’m just being self-centered and your head isn’t stuck up your ass?”

Luke aggressively pulled his sleeves up, leaving half of his buttons undone while placing his hands on his hips. “Yes, it would appear so,” he answered shortly. “You’re overthinking what’s going on, y/n, I don’t know what to tell you.”

“Do not gaslight me, Luke Hemmings,” you ordered, walking up to him to stand chest to chest. “I know your mother taught you enough for you to know that is not the way to go when arguing with me.” Luke huffed, giving in on that one statement because you were right; he did know better.

“Fine,” he muttered. “I am upset. And I have every reason to. I don’t like how close you and Harry have gotten, okay?”

Your jaw dropped in utter shock. “You mean my coworker?” you clarified sarcastically. “I’d hope I’d be close with him considering we’re playing lovers in the damn movie-”

“There you go again!” Luke’s voice boomed across the room, throwing his hands in the air. “You and Harry being lovers. Sometimes I’m led to believe it’s more than for the movie with the photos I’ve seen and the mere way you act with him.”

“Luke, I have no idea what to tell you,” you fumed. “We are acting. I have no romantic feelings for him and he has none for me. He’s seeing someone, for crying out loud! I thought you had enough trust in me to know nothing is going on between me and him.”

“I do trust you,” he argued. “But you couldn’t possibly look me dead in the eye and tell me you didn’t have romantic feelings at all during filming. You have been crushing on him for far too long for that to just go away.”

You hesitated, your face burning with frustration and humiliation. You hated to admit there was some truth to his statement. “I-I,” you stumbled over your words.

Luke’s nostrils flared as he glared at you, proving his point exactly. You threw your hands in the air. “He was a celebrity crush from when I was a teenager, Luke!” you shouted exasperatedly. “I had a little crush, that was it! And maybe it resurfaced a little at the beginning but I swear to you I don’t have those feelings anymore. It was a childish crush, Luke, you’ve got to believe me when I say that. I love you.”

Tears lined both of your eyes as you went to reach for his hand. Your thumb grazed his ring, the one you bought for him for your first anniversary. “I really don’t know,” Luke whispered, slowly pulling his hand away.

Your heart shattered at his words, falling to the ground you stood on. You had dedicated ten years of your life to this man, ten of the best years of your life to him. You grew up with him, made the best and worst mistakes of your lives, and survived all of that together. He was your person, your lover, your one being that you’d lay down your life for. Yet, the moment your relationship is tested, he falters. But you couldn’t blame him. One little crush resurfacing, and that managed to wipe out everything you ever created for yourself over the past decade.

You took a deep breath, fighting the urge to fall over and sob on the ground. Your hands opened and closed into fists as you took a step back. “Fine,” you said, shaky and uncertain. Luke almost caved at your voice, the mere way you spoke. You had always carried yourself with dignity and confidence. He was the one who stripped you of that, and you were just a shell of who you once were.

“I think I’m going to spend the night at Crys’s,” you told him, walking over to your closet and pulling out a bag. “It’s clear we both need space and time apart.”

Luke shook his head, taking your wrist. “Don’t do that,” he said. “Your premiere is in two days, you’re going to be worn out and exhausted if you don’t sleep right. I’ll head over to Cal’s and you can stay here.”

Taking back your wrist, you continued to pack your things. “It’s your house, Luke,” you reminded him. “Don’t worry, I’ll be okay spending the night with Crys and Michael.”

“Don’t bother them,” Luke insisted. “They’ve been busy building the nursery for when they plan on trying for a baby and-”

You winced at his words. He didn’t understand how much he hurt you with them, where he was only looking out for their sake and not yours. Realizing the deeper meaning behind his words, Luke tried to correct himself when you just raised your hand to stop him. He had said enough for the night, and so had you.

“I’ll find a hotel,” you finally decided. Luke was silent, heart aching and yearning for you, but too frozen to speak up and do anything about it. Finished packing, you zipped up your bag and turned back to him. “Goodnight, Lukey,” you said, kissing him on the cheek before leaving the house entirely.

Driving down the streets of L.A. you managed to find a small hotel on the side of the road that looked safe enough to spend the night. Carrying your bag, you pathetically entered the hotel in your dress from the late night show and a pair of flat shoes you slipped on before leaving. Your hair was no doubt a mess, no longer styled to perfection as Alisha once had it. Your mascara was probably running down your face, too. God, you looked like a mess in front of this poor worker.

The boy lifted his eyes to meet yours, slowly recognizing who you were but deciding to not speak on it. You looked like you had gone through enough tonight. “Room for one?” he asked you. You wordlessly nodded, rummaging through your bag to find your wallet for ID and your card. Handing them to the worker, you kept your gaze on your bag. In the process, you found your phone and checked your notifications.

Lukey <;3: please let me know when you arrive safely

You: im here now

Lukey <;3: okay, love. use the card i gave you to pay for your room

You: no, it’s fine.

You left the conversation at that, not caring if it were dry. You were exhausted and didn’t want to fight with him anymore. You had no more fight in you to give him.

The boy behind the desk handed you back your things along with your key card for the night. “Let me know if you need anything at all to improve your stay,” he told you politely.

You fought the urge to scoff at the boy. Like you could do anything to improve your stay, tonight was hell as it is. But you reminded yourself it wasn’t his fault you were arguing with the love of your life; it was yours. Thanking him quietly, you made your way to your room and tossed your bag on the foot of your bed, tucking yourself in next, still in your evening wear. You didn’t care if you’d ruin your dress or damage your face from leaving your makeup on overnight. It was too much for you to deal with right now.

Lukey <;3: goodnight, y/n

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–

The next two days were utter torture for Luke. He kept contact with you through it all, ensuring that you had eaten, slept, etc. but that was all you’d tell him. Luke couldn’t decide whether or not he was grateful for your shortness with your words, if it would make him cave and go to you and forget everything or make him more upset. He was grateful he had your location still on his phone, and you had his. At least he could check on you and make sure you were alright and not in any trouble.

Luke was also guilty of checking if you had gone to Harry’s house. Guilt and upset rumbled in his stomach, as he felt like he crossed a boundary and invaded your privacy. But how could he not be curious about your whereabouts when you had confessed to him you still had some feelings toward Harry? It didn’t matter that you said those feelings came and went. What would happen if you tied the knot and you changed your mind about him?

Luke had trusted you with his life. He took your word as true most of the time, but now he was unsure. He wasn’t sure where he lied with you now. He loved you still, yes, and he’d still sacrifice his own happiness for you. Perhaps he blew things over proportion between the two of you. You swore you still loved him and no longer felt anything for Harry. But why did Luke still feel something wrong in his chest?

He still had mixed feelings about your argument on the night of your premiere. Luke was in Ashton’s living room, quietly sipping on a beer as he waited for the rest of the band and their significant others to meet them there to travel to the theater together.

Ashton slipped on his jacket, entering the room and looking over at his friend. “y/n not joining us tonight, mate?” he asked. He knew what had happened those nights ago. He was the first person Luke called the moment you left, staying on the phone with him until five in the morning. You had even called him later that day to ask for his advice. He was grateful you both thought of him as an older brother figure, and he wanted nothing more than to get you both together to talk through it.

Luke set his bottle down, not wanting to get drunk on your important night. “No,” he replied with a heaved sigh. “She texted me that she’ll get there on her own because Alisha wanted to do her hair and makeup.”

Ashton sat down beside him, patting his back. “That’s good she’s still talking to you, right?” he brought up, trying to look on the bright side.

“Only because I made her swear to keep me updated,” he grumbled. “If it weren’t for that, I think she’d block my number.”

“Now that’s not true,” Ashton told him seriously.

Luke shrugged his shoulders. “I practically told her I didn’t trust her anymore,” he said, ashamed of himself. “But it’s fair, isn’t it? I knew in my stomach that there was something going on between her and Harry.”

“But there wasn’t,” Ashton reminded him. “She said her feelings toward Harry resurfaced, but she didn’t act on them in any way.”

“But what if one day she wakes up and realizes she can do so much better than me?” Luke asked, voice cracking. He didn’t want to think about that, but that’s all his mind would conjure. “Then she’ll leave me for him and I’ll be the idiot that was strung along the whole time.”

Ashton leaned back on his sofa. “I think you owe y/n more credit than that,” he said. “She loves you, she said so herself. And if she really wanted Harry, she wouldn’t have fought for you like she did.”

“You’re right,” Luke supposed. “I just feel so guilty now.”

“You can talk to her after the premiere,” Ashton settled. “Trust me, she wants to talk to you, too.”

The two were interrupted by Ashton’s door swinging open to reveal the remaining boys and their significant others. Ready to go, Ashton and Luke joined them outside to hop into Michael’s car.

Luke got settled in the back seat, reaching for his seat belt when Crystal turned around to face him. “How are you holding up, bub?” she asked, a comforting smile on her face.

He grimaced but tilted his head in response. “Definitely could be better,” he said earnestly. “But Ash helped me through it.”

Crystal reached behind her to pat his knee soothingly. “I’m glad,” she said. “y/n’s the same. I stopped by her hotel this morning to catch up on things.”

“And she’s okay?” Luke leaned in, interested in learning anything about your whereabouts and how you’re doing.

Crystal put on the same expression as Luke. “About the same as you,” she responded. “But don’t worry, everything will work out in the end.”

Luke braved a smile. “I hope so.”

—

The carpet leading up to the theater was packed with reporters and photographers trying to get a glimpse of the actors featured in the film. The band was far behind, stuck in the traffic of people stopping them to ask a few questions.

“Boys!” a man called out. “Over here! I’m here with Vanity Fair.”

The boys shared a glance and went up to the man. “My name is Aamir and I was wondering if I could ask you some questions about tonight.”

Michael stood in the front, taking Aamir’s extra microphone. “Let’s hear them!”

“This is the first time your music is being featured in a movie as big as this,” Aamir stated. “How are you all feeling?”

Calum drew in a breath, deciding to take this question. “I mean, how can we feel?” he responded. “It’s a mix of feelings, I can tell you that. I think on behalf of the band, we’re all just really nervous but excited to put out this music for the film. It’s really different from our typical kind of music, but we hope you all love it the same.”

“I’m sure we’ll all love what you have in store for us,” Aamir said confidently. “Luke, how are you feeling tonight? It’s a big moment for your girlfriend, y/n l/n, as this is her first lead role in a highly anticipated movie. Can you give us an insight on how y/n is feeling and how you both prepared for tonight?”

Luke tried to not let his rigidity and awkwardness show on camera. There was enough dubious press about the two of you after that show with Jimmy Fallon. “I’m sure she’s over the moon about tonight,” he answered, eyes flickering to the camera. “She’s been so excited for this moment and all her hard work has come down to tonight.”

“And how have you prepared together?” Aamir repeated his second question with curiosity as to why Luke didn’t answer in the first place.

Luke bit his lip, trying to answer without showing he was completely unsure. “Well-“

Cheers erupted from the crowd as a limo approached the carpet. Luke thanked God for that distraction because everyone -including himself- turned to see what the commotion was about.

You stepped outside of the car, dressed in a long white gown that resembled a wedding dress. Luke could only describe you as ethereal as you shyly waved to the photographers and interviewers. He’d never seen you so shy in public, since you’d been in front of the cameras since you were a child. Your eyes were trained on the ground, a shaky smile on your face that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

Reporters shouted at you, desperate to get a word or two with you. Dazed by the flashing lights and loud noises, you took a step forward to where the people were blocked by a gate. In your nervous stature, you began to tremble, hands reaching out for stability but struggling to do so. Your ankle gave way, causing you to fall to the ground. People shouted and “ooh’ed” but no one ran in to help you.

Rushing forward, Luke ran over to you and wrapped his arm securely around your waist as he guided you back up. You gasped, looking up at your savior and realizing who it was. His name was on your lips but no sound could come out; you were too shocked to say anything since you hadn’t formally spoken to him in days.

Luke gave you a reassuring smile, eyes glancing down at your lips to silently ask for permission to kiss you. You nodded, allowing him to cup the side of your face to kiss you softly. The moment your lips met his, you felt yourself get regrounded. Knowing he was by your side, you felt like yourself again: more confident.

The press ate up yours and Luke’s stunt, taking photos left and right of the two of you. You pulled away, your hand on his chest and feeling his heart beat quickly. “Thank you,” you whispered. Luke gave you a small nod but remained silent as he led you to the reporters.

A young woman caught your attention, pointing her microphone in your direction. “Are you alright, y/n?” she asked you, camera pointed at you. “I’m Irina with TMZ. We’re happy to see you tonight!”

Nerves began to creep in as you drew a blank at her question. Luke’s hand squeezed your hip comfortingly, providing you with the stability and strength you needed to get through the event. Nodding to yourself, you opened your mouth to answer.

“I’m doing great, thank you,” you answered. “Just some first premiere nerves but they never killed anyone! I’m just really grateful Luke was here to save me from that little trip there.”

Irina pointed her microphone at Luke, who was taken aback but spoke nonetheless. “Anything for my girl,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders. “It’s her big night and I’m her biggest supporter. She’s my rock for concerts, I’m her rock for premieres. We have each other’s backs.”

Your eyes were stuck on Luke, mesmerized by his face and how his eyelids glistened in the light from his eyeshadow, no doubt from the palette you gifted him on his birthday last year. The corners of your lips quirked upwards, a warm and fuzzy feeling growing in your chest as you looked up at him with pride and love. You almost didn’t hear the interviewer’s final question.

“y/n, it’s been all over social media how you had a long standing crush on your co-lead, Harry Styles,” Irina stated. You felt Luke’s hand tighten around your hip without him realizing, no doubt irritated by that question. “How did it feel to kiss him and perform in intimate scenes with him?”

As you opened your mouth to respond, Luke cut in. “Respectfully,” he began. “I think y/n’s work goes far beyond who she kissed or who she did what with. She’s been in the film industry for as long as I can remember, and definitely deserves more questions that dive deeper than who she harbors romantic feelings for.”

The interviewer’s face flushed in embarrassment. “Of course,” she agreed, rushing to apologize. You simply waved her off, politely excusing both yourself and Luke out of the conversation with grace.

Luke remained by your side as you made your way through the reporters and photographers, staying silent unless asked a question. You thought he wouldn’t look at you from the way his eyes never met yours -except for when he kissed you, of course- but in fact, he had stared at you the entire time you spoke. Nothing but adoration filled his mind when he listened to you speak about the work you worked so hard to make. It made all of your past problems fade to gray, and he nearly forgot about your whole argument.

Once you entered the theater, you expected Luke to pull away to find the boys but he didn’t. You stopped in your tracks to turn to him. “You can go back to the boys now,” you whispered gently to him.

Luke was taken by surprise at your words, and hurt flashed across his face. “Do you want me to go?” he asked you.

You were quick to shake your head. “No!” you rushed. “I just thought…you know, it’s your big day, too. I figured you’d want to spend it with them.”

The blond took your hands in his and kissed them softly. “I want to be by your side through it all,” he assured you. “I haven’t seen you in days, and I don’t want a petty fight to get between us and celebrating your greatest achievement.”

Your publicity manager approached you, checking her watch every second or so anxiously. “The movie’s about to start,” she reminded you hurriedly.

You were about to tell her to give you both a few minutes, but Luke stopped you. “We can talk more later, okay?” he said. You agreed wordlessly, leaning in to give him a quick peck on the lips.

“Let’s go in together, babe,” you decided. Luke resumed his position beside you, entering the theater together proudly to watch the film the both of you dedicated so much time and effort into. And as Luke took your hand while you both sat in your seats, you knew that everything would be okay in the end.

–

Once the movie had ended, Harry invited you and the boys to his home for the afterparty but you politely declined, opting to spend the rest of the night with your beloved boyfriend.

Now, you and Luke took a walk around the finally quieted city, hand in hand. You were grateful you brought another pair of shoes with you because your heels were killing you, and you were more thankful for Luke who insisted on holding your strappy heels for you as you continued your walk.

“I really can’t thank you enough for saving my neck there on the carpet,” you said in a slightly teasing tone. “I would have actually melted into the floor if you didn’t come to my aid.”

“I meant what I said when I said I always had your back, y/n,” Luke replied, eyes trained on the sidewalk.

A pregnant silence followed as you made your way through the city, taking in the lights and cool summer air without any fear of paparazzi following close behind you. You found yourself nervously playing with the rings on Luke’s fingers as you tried to find the right words to say.

“I’m sorry for that night,” you began, avoiding his questioned gaze. “I should have been more open to you about how I felt from the beginning, but I really do promise that I don’t have any feelings for him. Not anymore, at least. It was a teenage dream come true, but…”

Luke raised an eyebrow at you. “But?” he pressed gently.

You stopped walking, turning to cup his cheek affectionately. “But that’s not my dream anymore,” you finished. “My dream is to spend the rest of my life with you by my side. Whether or not you decide to marry me, I want you in my life for all the good, the bad, and the ugly. I’m really sorry for ever making you doubt my love for you, and I’m sorry for not being receptive to your doubts and insecurities.”

“What makes you think I don’t wanna marry you?” he asked you. “Of course I do. I want to see you walk down that aisle with a dress as giant or as small as you want, as long as you become Mrs. Hemmings at the end of it. Or if you don’t want to take my last name, that’s fine, too. I don’t care if you want a big or small wedding or a wedding at all. If you want to take that oath in the townhouse and officially be mine -and I, yours- I’m perfectly okay with that, too.”

You bit your lip, trying to fight back your tears. “I was just nervous,” you confessed. “I knew you were upset by those questions about me and Harry, but I was upset, too. I just never told you how upset I was.” A stray tear trickled down your face but you stubbornly wiped it away, not wanting to cry. “We’ve been together for ten wonderful years, and all people would ask me is “when are you getting married?” “when is he going to propose?” And at first, I was fine with it. But the more people asked, the more anxious I was about the stability of our relationship.”

When Luke’s face gave away he wasn’t exactly following what you meant, you continued to explain further. “I’ve read so many tweets and articles about how undesirable I am, from the moment I turned sixteen. And the fact that you kept pushing off the idea of us getting married,” you looked away, embarrassed by your reaction to all of this. “It hurts, Lukey. And I know marriage isn’t a thing to rush into and I don’t want to force you into anything you don’t want, but those drama tabloids just make me feel so insecure.”

“I didn’t know you felt that way,” Luke frowned, pity settling in, but you waved your hand to brush it off.

“It’s stupid,” you decided, wiping away the extra tears that managed to escape. “I’ve always told you not to give into the press and social media, yet here I am doing that very thing. L-let’s focus on you, Luke.”

“We can talk about my stupid jealousy another time,” Luke fought to stay on topic. “y/n, why didn’t you tell me you were feeling like this? If I had known, I would have said something-”

“But that’s not how proposals work, Lukey!” you exclaimed. “It’s not something you do out of pity. It’s a decision you make when you’re sure and you’re not! That’s okay, I don’t want you to make a decision you’ll only end up regretting just to please me in the present.”

Luke took your hand in his, forcing you to look up at him. “Why do you think I’d ever regret marrying you?” he questioned. “y/n, you’re the love of my life. You’re definitely not my first girlfriend but I intend for you to be my last. You’re it for me, n/n. I do want to marry you and I intended to propose, I just wanted to find the right time and place for it. As for my behavior the past few months,” he sighed. “It wasn’t right of me to villainize you and Harry. You’re friends and coworkers, of course you’re going to get close. And I knew that the press would twist the narrative to make it seem like you guys were more than friends. I should have felt secure enough in our relationship to trust you completely, but I was also too insecure to let that be.

“Harry’s great. He’s talented, a better singer than I’ll ever be, and kind hearted. I’ve always felt like I was in his shadow, and seeing him with you made me feel self-conscious all over again. And all those news posts about him being your celebrity crush as a child made me angrier. I know it’s not something I should have blamed you for, I was just so jealous I could barely think straight.”

Luke stepped closer to you, his breath grazing your face. “I’m sorry for being jealous and ever doubting you,” he said honestly. “I should have trusted you when you said you no longer felt anything for him.”

“I’m sorry for brushing you off and not listening,” you said in response. “I promise you, Luke, you’re it for me, too.”

Luke choked back a laugh of disbelief, grateful for this whole ordeal getting resolved as he bent down to kiss you deeply. Your hands wrapped around his neck, pulling him in closer to finally taste him, smell him, feel him again.

Once you pulled back for air, you crinkled your nose as you smiled. “Does this mean we’re engaged?” you asked curiously, eyes sparkling with happiness and love. “You know, since we’re in agreement and everything.”

“I would have preferred to get down on one knee and that whole spiel,” Luke sighed dramatically. “But yes, I do suppose we are engaged.”

Grinning, you pulled him back down for another kiss. “We can get to that sappy stuff later,” you insisted. “I just want to spend the rest of my night with my husband-to-be.”

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this-is-what-makes-us-fandoms · 10 months

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In Darkness There Is Light || Across the Spider-Verse ||

Remember when you’re lost in the darkness. Look for the light.

Pairing: Miguel O’Hara x Reader

Warnings: mentions of death of a loved one, female reader (sorry guys, i’ll make male related content if anyone asks for!)

Words: 1.2K

A/N: Tiktok back at it again with the inspiration 🤧 Hope you guys enjoyed this and let me know if you want more.

Miguel was shrouded in darkness as he sat in his office, the only light coming from the screen in front of him. He was rewatching old footage, happier times before his daughter was ripped away from him. The images on the screen were of her last birthday before the universe collapsed. Gabriella was laughing at him, his face covered in frosting after she managed to trick into being the one whose face was pushed in the cake. He was laughing too, wiping away some of the frosting off his face and smearing it over her nose. He remembered that so well.

“You got me good, Gabi,” he said, letting out a small laugh with her. “But now we match.”

She laughed again and kissed her dad on the cheek, not caring if more frosting got on her.

The screen went black right after, leaving Miguel to sit in complete darkness. He didn’t care, shoulders slumped with a sullen look on his face. He didn’t have the energy to play another clip, already feeling too numb to do so. So he just sat there in silence. He didn’t even move when he heard someone step in, nor when a familiar scent filled his nose.

You walked through the dark room, your enhanced vision letting you see through as you searched for Miguel. You weren’t surprised to find him shrouded in darkness, it was basically his natural habitat. You also knew what he did here. Holing himself up and rewatching videos of the other life he once had. Sometimes he would coop himself up in here for days without any of you hearing from him.

During those times you made sure to check up on him, bringing him something to eat. It's what you were doing now, gripping the bag of food firmly in your hand. You found him sitting in front of his cyberdesk, staring blankly at nothing. You could only assume he had been watching videos again.

“Miguel,” you called out gently. “I brought you something to eat.”

He didn’t answer and you sighed, approaching him further. “You’ve been in here all day. You should eat something.”

“I’m not hungry,” he finally answered.

“Hungry or not, you still need food in your system. I brought you sopa de albondigas,” you said, a slight accent in your words. “I think I said that right… I figured something light would suffice.”

“Keep it. I said I’m not hungry,” he argued.

You sighed and set the bag down beside him. “Miguel…”

“I told you I’m not hungry. Leave me alone, I have important things to do.”

He turned to look at you, harsh glare on his face and voice raising some. He could yell at you all he wanted, you weren’t budging. “Please… eat something and talk to me.”

He stayed silent, looking back ahead and making you sigh heavily as you took a seat next to him. You reached your hand out and grabbed onto his, finding no reaction from him. You held his large hand in both of yours, finding it amazing how one hand of his equated to both of yours. You both had the same abilities, same strength that came with it yet he was significantly so much bigger. Miguel shocked you when he grabbed one of your hands, fingers lacing with yours. You smiled to yourself, gently squeezing his hand as the two of you sat in silence. It was almost peaceful, as if this is what he needed from you.

You couldn’t just sit in silence and after a moment, you spoke. “Have I ever told you how I lost my brother?”

He didn’t say anything but the shake of his head told you to continue. “It was just after I got bitten by the spider. I couldn’t have been Spider-Woman for more than 3-4 months. My brother, he was a detective, you can guess how that panned out.”

“My brother, he was all I had after our parents died. He practically raised me. I loved him, I admired him, I wanted to be a hero just like him. So when I got bit, I took it as a sign that I was meant to be just like him, even if he didn’t want me anywhere near police work.”

You paused for a moment, looking down at the tangled hands in your lap. You hadn’t noticed that your thumb was brushing over the back of Miguel’s. You knew it was meant to soothe you instead of him.

“Living with a detective made it easy to be Spider-Woman, everything he knew about a case so did I. One day I was tracking down a criminal organization that he had information on, I didn’t know he was doing the same… alone. My idiot brother thought he could take them down alone so he didn’t call for backup. He was wrong.”

You paused again, blinking rapidly to clear away any tears that threatened to spill. It's been years now since your brother died, but his death still weighed heavily on you. You never talked about it but this was a special case. You wanted Miguel to know that you knew what he was going through.

“Seeing him there, where he wasn’t supposed to be, I got distracted. My senses went all haywire that I didn’t… I didn’t see the bullet from one of the members. They got away and my brother was left bleeding out. He… He died in my arms, I couldn’t do anything to stop the blood.”

You took a deep breath, calming your nerves down and your tears. You felt Miguel squeeze your hand, this time it was him who was providing you comfort. You looked at him, his red eyes staring into yours, his eyes telling you how sorry he was. You gave him a smile, one to tell him that you were okay and continued.

“I gave up being who I am for sometime after that. It was too hard being a hero for the city when I couldn’t even save my own brother.”

“What brought you back?” he asked, finally speaking after all that time.

“It was something he used to say to me, whenever things became too much. It's funny, back then I thought it was just something he said to make me feel better. I didn’t know how much impact it would actually have as Spider-Woman,” you told him.

“What did he say, your brother?”

“He used to say; when you’re lost in the darkness, look for the light. And he was right, I just had to look for the light. I put the suit back on and became the hero my city needed. Then I found others like me, other spider-men, women, all in between. I found you, and it was like everything lit up again. I found my light. So, I know you will too.”

You gave him another smile, warmer this time and brought his hand up. You pressed your lips to it, kissing it gently before letting go and standing up. You didn’t want to keep him any longer than you should.

“Don’t forget to eat, okay?” you said, taking your leave after.

Miguel watched you leave, thinking back to your words and the cord it struck. You were right, he was finding his light again.

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Title: 4am Drunk Calls **

Lewis Hamilton x Ex-Girlfriend Reader

Warning: Mild Cursing, Crude Language, Dirty Talk, Angst, NSFW, Phone Sex, Self-Pleasuring

Words: 4.6k

Summary: Reader and Lewis are broken up. On a hard night of partying her shield cracks and she drunk calls and let's some dirty filthy shit spill.

Note: Appearance of someone I have been meaning to start writing for since 2021 but never found the opening. Everyone say hello to the opening and the new addition to our lineup. LOL

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"Sweet baby Jesus in a manger he looks good as fuck," you groaned out as you watched his latest story again and again.

You'd lost track of how many times you'd watched it, lost track of how long you'd sat there analyzing the 30 second clip of him doing pull ups from every angle. You did know that you'd started with a full to the brim glass of wine and now your glass was dryer than the Gobi.

Upon this close up of his back as he pulled up you let your finger rest on the screen pausing the video. You gawked at the bunched muscles there and let your tongue roam over your bottom lip. You remembered your fingers resting just atop his "still I rise" tattoo. They didn't anymore though. Taking your finger off, you let the video finish off then you went back to his page to drool over the photos he'd posted today. He was off on yet another luxurious trip enjoying his wealth and fruits of his hard labor.

On the 4th picture, you sighed. The setting sun loved him. The golden light bathed him like none other. You loved seeing him in the sunset, it was a major turn on for you that he always capitalized on when you were together. He laid in the sand with a wide smile and a hand shielding the sun. You wondered who'd taken the picture. Who was he with?

The thoughts toiled in your head until the discontent within you bubbled. Groaning, you threw your phone across the room then dropped onto your back.

"Jeez! You're on a roll to make it 4 phones this month," Nori, your personal assistant and friend said.

You rolled your eyes again.

"Then it shouldn't piss me off."

Nori snorted. "How did an inanimate object piss you off today?"

She approached you and as she did, she let out an amused scoff. Glancing at her, you saw her eyes on your screen.

"If you miss him so much call him."

"Fuck outta here, who misses him?!"

You said it more forcefully than you’d intended. Crossing your arms, you took up the keyboard for the entertainment system on your media room and proceeded to distract yourself.

"I'm sure he misses you too," Nori went on.

"Bullshit. You don't see he's on yet another island? Probably with some thirsty IG thot who is desperate for some attention and dick, and he is eating it up and dickin’ her down without a care in the world. Ass!”

Nori didn't answer for a few moments. "Or he's frontin’ as much as you are putting on a façade, so you think he's over you."

You glared at her. "Who's frontin? Who's putting on a facade? Fuck outta here I am so over him and his bullshit double standards. Him and his bullshit stubbornness. Him and his always gotta be right and refuse to fess up to being wrong. Him and his bossiness and always needing to have the upper hand in damn near everything. Fuck him!”

You could feel Nori's eyes on you. When you looked her eyes said it all.

"What?"

"Weren't those the reasons you fell in love with him?"

You sneered and looked back to the massive screen in front of the room. As your personal assistant for the last eight years, she’d seen you pre-Lewis, during Lewis and post Lewis. This meant she had the receipts to back up every single one of her on point accusations. It also meant she was right. You hated she was right. Nori sighed loudly.

"You two are so similar it’s ridiculous."

"I'm nothing like him. If someone I say I love expresses vulnerability about something I'm not going to hurt them and turn an already tumultuous exchange into a nightmare by bring aloof, distant and wishy-washy. Then turn around like the hurt one and play victim. I also wouldn't ever make the person I say I love have to constantly guess where I stand with them."

"Fair enough but Y/N that was you in the beginning of your relationship."

"Nori that was almost 2 years ago. You grow up. I thought we were deeper than that and turns out I was the fucking fool. I was the one who got played."

"But you know Lewis. You know how hard a real connection is for him. You understand him better than 90% of people. Y'all were the real thing, Nori pleaded.

You sank deeper into the cushions fighting the sting on your eyes.

"Bullshit. There was no connection."

Sighing, you flung the keyboard aside after deciding on some fantasy series that would no doubt take your mind off of things.

A few nights later, you capped your lipstick turn stood tall, assessing your outfit for the 3rd time. The short length of your moss green dress accentuated the gold and diamond thigh garter you wore while the deep plunge of the neckline showcased the jeweled breast harness. Both pieces of jewelry hugging you and amplifying your assets. It occurred to you then that you'd donned a style and color that you knew Lewis would like and you'd done it all unconsciously.

A mixture of annoyance and sadness filled you. It had been 3 months since you'd ended things. 3 months since your argument. 3 months since your feelings erupted like a volcano while his laid as tepid as tap water. 3 months since he'd let you walk out of his hotel room in Monaco without so much as a step to stop you. 3 months since your relationship tipped to the checkbox of "it’s complicated" and 3 months you still couldn't get him off your mind. The hopelessness of the situation only pissed you off more.

"Get a grip Y/N. He did this. You were 100. Fuck him. You're fine as fuck and any man would be lucky to have you. You don't need him!”

Your notification went off and you grabbed your phone and went to check what was happening. Once you opened IG you saw what it was. Lewis had posted again. He looked like he was in some club with his shades on and throwing up peace signs with his friends. Fuck he looked good.

"I sure want him though."

Again, you tossed your phone rolling your eyes.

By the time you and your friends rolled into the club it was well after midnight. You had a nice buzz going thanks to the few glasses of champagne you'd already had at home and on your way to the club. From the way the club was packed you guessed there was something else going on besides drinks, hot bodies and music.

You made your way to one of the VIP areas and posted up waiting to get bottle service.

"Please don't blackout tonight, Amdala pleaded into your ear.

You shot her a shocked look, "Moi? Non ma belle amie. Je n'ai jamais. Je vais être sur mon meilleur comportement. (Me? No, my beautiful friend. I have never. I am going to be on my best behavior.)

Her don't bullshit a bullshitter look was so on point you had to laugh.

"I'm being serious," she countered.

"Dala when have I ever been a sloppy drunk?"

She nodded and gave you the only response she could, "Never."

"Exactly."

"But you’ve always been with 44 so it was safe to say you kept the sloppy drunk away for his reputation. Now there’s no 44 in sight."

You sighed. Amdala was always pointing shit out in that blunt way of hers. You'd always suspected it was the French way to be so forward and while her words did have a bite most times you never took offense.

"It's not just his reputation I have to be careful with ya’ know. My mother would scalp my ass if I dragged her precious last name through the mud."

Amdala nodded fully understanding demanding mothers who were making names for them proving that not all billion-dollar net worth bosses wore trousers and ties, the best ones wore 8-inch stilettos, Dolce sunglasses and limited-edition Birkin. Your mothers were forces in their own right for decades, but their recent venture really catapulted them past anyone's reach. They'd teamed to revitalize and solidify F1's women's division. It was a move that many men objected to because like it's hard to helm a racing empire...right. Your mothers were proving they could rise to the occasion as well as stand tall longer than any badly aging man.

"Maman (Mama) still giving you grief over yours and Lewis' break up?"

You scoffed. Giving grief was an understatement. She was up in arms. She thought the world of Lewis and thought the two of you together spoke volumes and no one could dare come close. Sometimes you didn't know if she wanted you with him because of the PR heaven it afforded her or because he truly made you happy. Until he wasn't.

"She is still insisting I fix things."

"And will you?"

"I didn't break anything I need to fix."

Right on time, a waiter approached with your other friends and several bottles of expensive liquor, and you cheered, thanking them as they dropped them off. You quickly filled a glass needing to wash away the bad taste on your mouth from talking about the end of your 3-year relationship.

"To the single life and truly feeling," you toasted.

You, Amdala, Sade, Tanzie, and Chanel raised your glasses and cheered before knocking their drinks back. From then, the night passed in a blur of drinks, skin, and blinding lights. You drank, danced, and laughed like you had not one care in the world. You partied like you were in your prime and at your best and the whole time you felt like such a fraud. So, the only natural thing to do was drink some more to dull the feeling.

Out of nowhere from across the club you saw him, and everything stopped. He was sitting with his shades on surrounded by Miles, Daniel, and Andrew. His head was turned to your direction, but you had no way of knowing if he saw you too. The lights in the club didn't afford you many details of him but you knew from experience he was dressed to the nines in some high-end designer’s runway look that he put a spin on to call his own. You didn't doubt he looked good.

Your mind went back to all the times you'd spent together at fashion shows pointing out things you both liked then made a game of it to see who could gift the other first. You'd even spend hours at home trying on outfits just to show them off to each other and strip them right back off to worship each other’s bodies.

A pang of pain struck your heart and you quickly looked away. Grabbing the bottle before you, you took it to the head. You were still too sober for this. Peeking back over you saw a pretty and thin mahogany-skinned woman slip onto his lap. She laced her arms around his neck and whispered in his ear. Kill Bill alarms went off and you had to fight every urge to storm over there and mark your property. The longer she lingered in his lap the truth spoke. A putrid acrid taste washed over your tastebuds and though it was a taste you’d experienced so infrequently; you knew what it was. Jealousy.

You were under no illusions that he'd been pining for you or celibate since you'd ended things. Yeah, he was in the middle of the season, but he wasn't a monk. He liked sex and it was something he did well. Why wouldn't he partake now that he could with anyone he wanted. You regretted that you hadn’t found a stallion to make you forget him yet.

"If it isn't Y/N in the flesh and in the club without her chaperone."

You looked up to the body standing in the lights glare making it impossible to make out their face. Squinting, you angled your head and smiled when you recognized Ruben’s face. Scoffing, you leaned back and crossed your legs.

"Ha, if it isn't Ruben Loftus-Cheek without his harem."

He scoffed and shook his head. "Still a cheeky one I see."

"Aww love that ain't ever gonna change. Can you handle it now?"

Ruben looked you over as if he were really contemplating it. A few months ago, fresh off your breakup with Lewis he was there, and you'd had a nice night of flirting and canoodling until his, according to her, girlfriend pulled up causing a scene.

"How's the girlfriend?"

Ruben sat beside you bouncing his large soccer star knee against your thigh. You were sure it a move purposely done.

"I told you; she wasn’t my girlfriend then and she isn't now. We'd broken up weeks before."

You nodded and drank from the bottle again.

"I really wish men would double check their statuses before approaching other women."

"No need to double check when the words were exchanged. No need to stay somewhere you're not happy. Right?"

You studied him. Though you'd kept your breakup relatively low, it had broken news, so it wasn’t farfetched to believe Ruben knew you were single right now.

"I suppose."

"So I get this off my chest now, he was an absolute fool to let you go. I never would have."

His brown eyes were hypnotizing, and he knew it.

"You know what they say, one man's trash."

Ruben took your hand and lowered his lips to your knuckles, "You'll be my treasure."

Damn did he spit some sexy game. Biting your bottom lip, you said fuck it. You lifted the champagne bottle to Ruben's lips then poured some into his mouth. As he tipped his head back to swallow you took a glance across the way and sure enough Lewis was watching with his shades lowered. An evil smirk split your face and you made a vow he'd regret being so cold with you by the time the night was done.

Bottle after bottle popped and hour after hour Ruben remained by your side chatting and flirting up a storm. You wouldn't lie and say it didn't feel good having the attention of someone who showed they wanted you. The difference with Ruben and Lewis was that Lewis was mainly private and liked to stay away from public declarations and or outward expressions of emotion unless you were alone. You chalked it up to him being so reserved and deeply emotional underneath everything and never pushed for him to change. You loved him the way he was. Ruben showed off the object of his affection. His motto was I work hard so I can love just as hard. Whenever you were with him you had no doubt he was feeling you. It was addicting.

In the middle of a sensual Latin dance, Ruben pulled your chin to him sealing your lips together. Your first reaction was to pull way because it felt so foreign to kiss anyone but Lewis, but you didn't. You allowed him to kiss you, teasing your lips with his and getting familiar with them. He pulled you closer, flush against his body and you felt every lean and powerful muscle that a premier player from an FC molded daily. A soft moan escaped you and Ruben responded by placing his hand at the small of your back. The kiss continued and before long you were lacing your fingers behind his neck. Every sensation was new, his lips, his taste, the way he held you against him and the feelings bubbling in your stomach. It felt different and entirely wrong.

Before you made the move to pull away, you were being pulled away first.

"Look at the time. Gotta go!”

Amdala bit held firmly to your arm and continued pulling you away while Ruben pleaded with you to exchange numbers or continue the night together. Amdala was not hearing it though, she didn't stop or entertain his suggestions she gathered all your friends and made for the exit.

"What the fuck, Y/N! So much for not being a sloppy drunk."

You groaned.

"Did you see Lewis?"

"Yes, and he saw you and I'm sure several people saw you and him and that show."

"He doesn't care. He didn't stop me."

That realization said you were definitely done. When you got home you showered needing to wash away the remnants if the night. As you rinsed off your skin and applied your overnight hair mask your thoughts drifted to the many times Lewis had done this for you. He loved pampering you making you feel like relaxed. Perhaps it came from the years of him needing the same. He was a great provider. One day he may even make a good father.

Without even realizing it your hand had dropped to your breast and you were now tweaking your nipples. Just like that the memory played of the last time he'd showered with you. It was a memory for the books, a shower that did not accomplish its goal. You both ended up as dirty at the end as you were in the beginning.

Your hand swung out and smacked the wall as your fingers swirled around your aching bud. A shiver rushed through you, and it took great effort to pull yourself together. Groaning, you angrily grabbed your towel and wrapped your body. On your way out you grabbed the waiting bottle of rum on the sink counter. Once in your bedroom, you opted out of completing your nighttime routine. Instead, you sunk into the 5000 thread count blankets that decorated the ultra-luxurious bed you’d had custom made to your sleeping style and preference. Whenever you left for trips, you hated leaving it because it meant every night's sleep would be restless.

You lodged yourself against the headboard, then brought the bottle to your lips once more.

"Mmm."

The silence in the house was deafening. Grabbing your phone, you went over to Twitter to snoop. After seeing a dark and blurry picture, that you knew was of yourself, sitting with Ruben having him whispering in your ear you followed a trail of other pieces of footage and tons of speculation.

"Y/N seems to have moved past F1 and has her eyes on Premier League now. Is that a step up or backward?"

"Bruh, if it ain't Lewis its backward. L for her."

"Let’s talks about how Lewis could dare let her go. She's been showing out for the last few months and even I see what he’s missing. L for Lewis."

"I saw him in a club a few weeks ago and he definitely doesn’t look like he is sleeping well or eating well. Regrets hit you hard."

"They just needa get back together. Can you imagine the babies? 🥺"

"He can do better. He's Sir Lewis Hamilton. She can go on."

"Ruben Loftus-Cheek is a snaaaack. Bout time he was with a black woman. They cute together."

"See---no way I’m gonna be with a man who has only ever dated white women. It means I’m an experiment and not a preference. Hard pass."

"Ruben ain’t got shit on Lewis. She needa cut the playing and go on home to that man. Ain’t no substitute for number 1 which is number 44."

You caught view of how many people retweeted and liked it and down the list you saw a familiar handle. Springing up, your eyes bugged.

"@LewisHamilton"

You quirked your brow then shook your head in disbelief. Scoffing, you went down the hole and found other shady tweets he’d liked or retweeted like he was some incognito user. This was definitely not in character.

15 minutes later, you were done with the rum and done with inhibitions. You found your phone and without needing to look you dialed him. It rang once, that's it. Once.

"Little bunny."

Your belly flipped hearing his nickname for you. It always flipped, every single time.

"Still remember that name?"

"That name still has an effect?"

Arrogant ass, you thought.

"We both know it never affected me as much as you. We both know whenever it came out your mouth you were hard seconds later."

"Oh is that what you’re doing tonight? Sitting in that big comfy bed that is an exact replica of mine...sorry ours, thinking about me hard?"

"I think we both know who is thinking about who tonight sir likes a lot," you replied in reference to his liking spree. You knew he’d catch on.

A soft chuckle was your answer.

"Yeah I thought so. I know you think of me. You think of my skin just reminiscing about how silky it feels against yours, under your fingers, how good it always smells, coconut, rose, and brown sugar. My lips, you drive yourself crazy thinking about how sweet they are, better than any wine. How they always bring you to your knees with the slightest lick, bite, touch. Then there’s my eyes and how hypnotizing they always were to seduce you in just seconds. My hands and how magical they were. I know you want me, Lewis. I know it as certain as I know no one but me will ever do for you. I’ve—ruined—you."

The alcohol in your system was churning and really pushing you tonight.

"And what about you little bunny? Do you think of me?"

You literally bite your tongue for a few seconds hoping to stop yourself from answering truthfully.

"Come on little bunny, you can tell me."

"i think about your mouth a lot. I think about how you could never get enough of my pussy. I think about how you feasted on me for hours and still couldn’t get enough. I think about your thick fingers, God you had magic fingers. I miss you eating my pussy as you fucked me with those fingers before you gave me that beautiful, beautiful dick. Fuck, when you got into dom mode...nothing could compare. Uuugh, this pussy misses you as much as that dick misses me."

When you took a beat, you realized your fingers were fast at work on a mission to get you off. The stretch if silence allowed you to hear the squelching echo around you. You were so wet, and you didn’t care if he heard. You wanted him to. This was the game after all. Lewis released a shudder, and you knew just what he was doing. A devilish smirk stretched across your face.

"You miss this cock down your throat?"

Your smile widened, you had him and he knew it too.

"You know I do. My favorite thing to do is choke on it. Nothing better than not being able to breathe cause my throat is full of you. I love when you fuck my throat ‘till I can’t speak the next day then do it again like it’s my only remedy. Mmmm."

Your fingers swirled faster and faster. You were so close. Lewis groaned in your ear and the deep baritone took you to another level of ecstasy. It was almost like he was right behind you and your fingers were his.

"Tell me you want me, king."

Silence. It stretched for so long you didn’t think he'd answer. Then after a minute or so, his voice ran through you in a reply that had the effect of a cock thrusting into you.

"I want you little bunny. I want you so fucking much it hurts."

The tension in his voice was so clear, it made it so tight, as if he were clenching his jaw through the entire sentence.

“Let me hear how much you want me little bunny.”

You shuddered again and let his voice do everything it has always done—take you away. You let out a moan that stretched so long you could feel the oxygen depleting from your lungs. You didn’t feel like you needed it though, it felt like all your body needed was him. You took a loud gulp of air as a shiver ran down your spine and curled in your gut. It was the telltale sign you were tipping the edge.

“You wish this pussy was in front of you right now, don’t you? Wish you could bury your face between my legs.”

Lewis grunted again then cursed on the next breath. You dipped two of your fingers inside your heat and hissed out, half in elation and half frustration. You wanted them to be his fingers.

“This pussy is as tight as ever.”

“Fuck,” Lewis grumbled, his own frustrations bubbling to the surface.

You couldn’t help bit giggle. The power you felt was intoxicating.

“That tight pussy always fit you like a glove. God!”

A whimper escaped you, then a mewl and when your fingers sped and dipped deeper than before his name slipped out.

“Oh, little bunny, you will forever be the death of me. Do you understand how weak you make me, how utterly—open you have me all the time?”

“Prove it. Cum with me king. I’m so fucking close and I’m not waiting.”

With every plunge of your fingers, you crept closer and closer to complete combustion. Your shared panting and moans of pleasure was all that was uttered between you, both only focused on release. You sensed it was a release that both of you desperately needed, a release you both yearned for and hadn’t found since your last night together before everything went to hell.

“Y/N,” Lewis grunted at the same time you screeched his name both of you finally getting sucked into the forcefield of pleasure that had only one goal—to cripple both of you.

The wave your rode took complete control sending your body into convulsions and making it next to impossible to catch a full breath. The intensity of your orgasm made your toes curl, eyes roll back in your head and your fingers involuntarily throwing up gang signs. Ever so slowly your body returned to the plush blankets covering your bed. Your skin was sensitive as was every part of your body.

You could feel all the alcohol you’d had creeping up on you. Your exhaustion was becoming too much to stave off. As your breathing settled and you snuggled into the mattress you finally felt complete calm, complete satiation. A soft sigh fell from your lips as your eyes fluttered closed.

“I miss you Y/N, I miss you more than you know. So much I’m--incomplete.”

His voice was so low compared to the pounding of your heart in your ears. It was so low, you almost missed it. Almost. Your eyes opened again, and you gazed into your ceiling. He sounded just as he’d admitted—open. He sounded completely unlike how he had three months ago. Your throat tightened with the knot of emotion you knew came before your tears and you clenched your jaw. No, you wouldn’t let him do this again. The hurt was too deep this time.

“And yet, you chose to break my heart and let me go. Goodbye, Lewis. Thanks for the orgasm.”

You ended the call and laid ever so still in the darkness of your room until your exhaustion won and took you to a place of dreams and fantasies. It was enough for tonight.

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CCG — THE PRESS RUN

Notes: It’s been a long time, baby. Life has been kicking my ass but I still think of this universe constantly. Adore you @blainesebastian <3

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enews Elvis star Austin Butler had his leading lady on his arm at Cannes Film Festival. The couple looked stunning and more in love than ever with Butler encouraging her to pose for some solo shots. More pics of the two of them in the link in our bio

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butlerbot SHE’S SO PRETTY IM JEALOUS

austinnb have you guys seen the video that dropped 😭 he couldn’t take his eyes off her as she posed !!!

y/naustin she was so shy and he still had her take some on her own jsgsh

sheilableu Everything I see about this couple I enjoy. Very in love and genuine I see them lasting.

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tmz The best girlfriend award goes to? Austin Butler’s lady has been sure to show her support for Butler through the release of the Elvis film. She as well as his sister accompanied the Elvis star to his debut interview with Jimmy Fallon. Fans were chanting her name as she entered. Pics and videos at the link in our bio

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paparazzi1 when the fans of heart throbs like you, you’re in it for the long run. was lucky enough to meet them and they were so kind and graceful

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hollywoodreporter A cute moment on the Golden Globes red carpet shared between Elvis star Austin Butler and his longtime girlfriend 💕 Butler spent a few seconds frantically looking around for his beautiful date but when he spotted her posing on the carpet he couldn’t help but erupt in joy and rush to plant a sweet kiss on her. Video on our TikTok and at the link in our bio

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louisemarie they called me single and said im gonna die alone i can’t handle their cuteness

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coffeegirl I’m so proud of you, babe. I witnessed you pour your heart and soul into this role and there’s no one more deserving. Love you so.

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ccgupdates Reaction during Austin’s BAFTA winning speech. “… to my girlfriend, the best partner, my best friend, I thank my lucky stars every day I have you by my side. If it wasn’t for your constant love and support, for all the coffee, most of which I only ordered to see you on long set days*laughs* for the oreos and ginger ale — you’re the best part of my dreams coming true. I love you, baby.”

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austinbnews Austin and his girlfriend leaving the Oscars before heading to the Variety after party.

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austinfan the Oscars were rigged but I’m happy he has her!!!

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The Bangtan Gal Chapter 80- Taking Things A Little Further

Chapter Summary: Jennie returns to Korea as BTS prepares for their Festa. Jennie hangs with Big Bang. Jennie comforts Jungkook and calls out the Flower Crew cast for how they mistreated him during filming. JenKook start a Twitch gaming channel together.

Words: 7,000+

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With the guys back in Seoul, they were shooked and happy to see Jennie take so many photos with several celebs.

“Aw~! Munchkin finally got to meet him.” Hobi pointed out the photos with her and Shawn.

"Did he have to hug her so tightly?" Jungkook grumbled, frowning at the hug while the guys laughed and teased him.

“Look at how big she’s smiling!” Taehyung giggled.

“She’s cheesing, huh?” Yoongi chuckled.

“That smile is so wide. She must’ve been blushing.” Jimin pointed out.

"You think you're gonna lose your girlfriend?" Namjoon teased while the members played along.

"Shut up!" Jungkook whined, trying to hit the guys while they laughed.

“Wow, she met Ludacris and 50 Cent!” Hobi said in awe, pointing at the photos she had taken backstage with all these celebs.

They watched a video of Jennie teaching Ludacris Korean backstage on Billboard’s Twitter.

“So, how do you say it?” Ludacris asked as he tried to say hello in Korean after Jennie repeated the word slowly for him.

The boys laughed at the video and liked his pronunciation of the word.

It seemed like BTS’ name was traveling fast because Jennie was in a lot of videos with several celebs and Billboard staff as she talked about Korean Pop. Which was a great thing as she put out the idea of having K-Pop groups attend Billboard one day.

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As soon as she arrived back in Korea, she had to go straight to work. Arriving at Big Hit’s building, she went to her studio, quickly changing into her outfit for dance practice. Turning to her desk, she saw smarties and a cute note connected to it.

Smiling softly, she examined it to see that it was from Jungkook, who drew a small doodle of a bunny and a hamster.

‘I missed you! I hope you had a great flight. Enjoy these. See you at practice. I love you’ – JK

Walking into the dance studio with her gym bag, posing dramatically at the door, she announced, “I’m back~!”

The guys stopped talking and turned to her with bright smiles on their faces. “Jennie~! Yay~!” the members happily cheered and rushed over to her as she laughed.

“Ennie’s back! Ennie’s back!” Taehyung beamed.

“How was the show? We saw all your pictures. It’s like you met everybody,” Namjoon exclaimed.

“How’s Shawn?” Jungkook asked with jealousy, crossing his arms, and making the guys laugh. “You seemed to have a lot of fun with him. Even baked for him, too. When was the last time you baked for me? I’m always up for your baking.”

“Someone’s jealous,” Hobi teased, nudging Jungkook as he playfully hit him back.

"Yeah, Jungkook was complaining a lot when he saw the photos and videos of you and Shawn Mendes," Jimin laughed, throwing him under the bus.

"They have a cute ship name, too!" Jin brought up in a fit of giggles while Jungkook glared at him.

“Oh, would you relax?" Jen giggled at Jungkook. "Shawn has a girlfriend. He told me they're dating privately which is what we're doing. Shawn and I are friends. I think we're going to be the best musical partners going forward when we start collaborating. Anyway, he's great. Everything is great. I'm so glad I went to the show,"

“Angelina was amazing. I had to watch her perform a couple of times. Just wow. Blown away.” Namjoon added.

“Right?! I am so proud of her! She deserves everything!” she went to hug Jungkook who leaned down to kiss her. “So, Silver Spoon, right? And then rehearsing for our Festa?”

“Right on. We’re being filmed for a Bangtan Bomb for this dance practice too,” Hobi added.

“All right, let’s do this.”

“Let’s have someone take over Hoseok’s dance part at the end of Crow-tit.” Yoongi suggested.

Hobi agreed since he always did the dance break. After a game of Rock, paper, scissors, Yoongi was the one to lose and would have to do the dance break. As soon as he realized he lost, he dropped to his knees while everyone laughed.

“Yoongi Hyung’s got it!” Jimin cackled.

“I’m glad it ain’t me!” Jen high fived Jimin, celebrating.

After pulling themselves together, they got in position to dance. Jen stood next to Jungkook as their backs were facing the camera and the music came on. Quickly turning around, they shimmy on the beat. As they walked towards the camera, Jen put up three fingers and counted down just before Rapmon began his verse.

They call me baepsae

yokbwatji i sedae

ppalli chase ’em

hwangsae deoge nae garangin taengtaeng

Her weak pelvic thrusts caught the attention of those around her as they laughed at her while she stuck her tongue out. If they don’t leave her alone. Perhaps she’ll just freestyle and shake her ass instead next time.

So call me baepsae

yokbwatji i sedae

ppalli chase ’em

geumsujeoro taeeonan nae seonsaengnim

Moving out of the shot, she watched as Hobi, Jimin, and Jungkook danced. She stood in the background with V and decided to dance with him as they both started to dab and laugh.

alba gamyeon yeoljeongpei

hakgyo gamyeon seonsaengnim

sangsadeureun haengpae

eolloneseon maennal myeot po sedae

Once Rapmon was about to rap, she came back into the picture with him.

rul bakkwo change change

She stood in between Jimin and Rapmon and as she kicked, she put a little bit more fierceness into it as she thrusted her shoulder forward.

hwangsaedeureun wonhae wonhae maintain

geureogeneun an doeji BANG BANG

As they moved around, she stood behind a kneeling Jimin, while Jungkook was next to her as they put up gun signs. Then, she started bodyrolling in sync with him.

igeon jeongsangi anya

Grabbing Jimin’s cap, she took it off his head and placed it on hers instead as he stood up and gave her a playful glare. She stuck her tongue out in response.

ah noryeoknoryeok taryeong jom geumandwo

ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo

ah noryeok noryeok ah noryeok noryeok

ah noraguna ssaksuga

yeoksi hwangsae!

noryeoktaryeong jom geumandwo

ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo

ah noryeok noryeok

She froze with the rest of the members until Jungkook low fived Hobi and they all leaned back in sync.

ah noryeok noryeok

ah noraguna ssaksuga

Standing in the middle while the guys were dancing around, Jen began doing the shmoney dance for fun.

yeoksi hwangsaeya

“silmang an sikyeo.” she lipsynced with Jimin

yeoksi hwangsaeya

“ireum gabt hane.”

Jimin took his cap back and placed it on his head as they danced with each other, rocking to the beat. Then he got to the front as she stood behind him while they all moved their leg up coolly.

yeoksi hwangsaeya

“da haemeogeora.”

yeoksi hwangsaeya

Hwangsaeya

Jumping to the front, J-Hope continued the chorus as Jen put her own flavor into the leaning to the side dance move by looking extra and having a surprised expression on her face.

They call me baepsae

yokbwatji i sedae

ppalli chase ’em

hwangsae deoge nae garangin taengtaeng

Instead of the pelvic thrusting, she decided to shake her ass, which she felt much better doing as she turned around for her butt to face the camera. She got a kick in the butt in response by Jin who wasn’t too happy, which made her laugh.

So call me baebsae

yokbwatji i sedae

ppalli chase ’em

geumsujeoro taeeonan nae seonsaengnim

Swiping Jimin’s cap off his head again, he laughed as he walked out of the shot while Jen stayed to dance around Suga with Rapmon. She decided to copy Rapmon’s moves as he laughed at her.

nan baepsaedari neon hwangsaedari

gyaenen malhaji ‘nae darin baekman buljjari’

nae ge jjarbeunde eojji gateun jongmok hani?

They say ‘ttokgateun chowonimyeon gwaenchanjanhni!’

Never Never Never

rul bakkwo change change

hwangsaedeureun wonhae wonhae maintain

geureogeneun an doeji BANG BANG

igeon jeongsangi anya

Walking over to the front, she adjusted Jimin’s cap on her head and started to lipsync, “ah noryeoknoryeok taryeong jom geumandwo. ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo.”

Tapping the side of her shoe, she smoothly leaned back while the rest of the members froze until it was their cue.

“ah noryeok noryeok ah noryeok noryeok. ah noraguna ssaksuga.”

yeoksi hwangsae!

She pointed to Jungkook, who lifted up his leg and arms, pretending to be a bird, with the guys. Jimin started to move past her to the front as they made eye contact and laughed again. She then placed his cap back on his head.

noryeoktaryeong jom geumandwo

ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo

ah noryeok noryeok ah noryeok noryeok

ah noraguna ssaksuga

yeoksi hwangsaeya

Jungkook started doing one of his meme dances which made Jennie laugh as she continued the choreography.

nae tasirani neo nongdamiji

gongpyeonghadani oh are you crazy

ige jeonguirani you mu be kiddin’ me!

You mu be kiddin’ me

you you mu be kiddin’ me!

After he finished lipsyncing, Taehyung jumped on his back and slapped his butt as he walked back to his position.

ah noryeoknoryeok taryeong jom geumandwo

ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo

ah noryeok noryeok ah noryeok noryeok

Being extra, she decided to lean back farther than usual, which would be a big rewind moment for reactors on YouTube.

ah noraguna ssaksuga

yeoksi hwangsae!

noryeoktaryeong jom geumandwo

ah ogeuradeureo nae du sonbaldo

ah noryeok noryeok ah noryeok noryeok

ah noraguna ssaksuga

urin baepsaeya

“silmang an sikyeo.” Jen and Jimin lipsync again. Jimin decided to copy her shmoney dance as she laughed and did it with him.

urin baepsaeya

“ireumgabthane.”

Afterwards, it was Yoongi’s time to shine as he started twerking with everyone hyping him up.

“WORK!” Jen cheered, laughing with Jimin while Rapmon covered his mouth.

So call me baepsae

yokbwatji i sedae

ppalli chase ’em

geumsujeoro taeeonan nae seonsaengnim

After the ending pose, Taehyung kicked Hobi’s butt and the recording ended as everyone caught their breath.

Now it was on to practicing for the Festa. The practice room was filled with Hobi’s “Ba bams” and music as he helped Jin with his solo dance while Jimin helped Rapmon with his. V walked around rapping for Cypher Part 3, and Jennie walked around to go over the lyrics for Sunmi’s Full Moon since she’ll be singing and dancing. Including rapping Lena’s part.

Yoongi was with her as he listened closely to her rapping.

“Perfect weather, can get no better,” she rapped smoothly as he nodded. “Everything around us so so real yo. Tonight, it’s the night, boreumdareul jomyeong sama, sarangeul soksagigi ttak joheun bam.”

“geudae soneul japgo Walking on the moon, gutge dachin mun ppajimeobsi yeoreo, oraetdongan gidaryeo watdeon kkum.” she messed up on transitioning back to Sunmi’s verse and stopped singing altogether.

“You sound good, smartie,” Yoongi praised. “Let’s just work on how to control your breathing,”

She needed to make sure her transition from the rap to the chorus wasn’t sloppy as she worked hard on her breath control and timing. Maybe breathing through her nose will help.

After working on the lyrics, she focused on practicing with Jimin and Jungkook for the Coming of Age Ceremony cover. She swiped Jimin's hat off his head again to wear as they rehearsed. At one point she slut dropped all extra, making the boys laugh at her randomness.

As the song continued to play, she listened closely to the lyrics. ‘I’m not a little innocent girl anymore, you don’t need to hesitate any longer,’

“Wow, a relatable song to me,” she commented, making Jin stop working on his Festa project.

“What do you mean relatable!?” he called out.

“I was joking,” she quickly replied.

“You better be,” he pointed to her, narrowing his eyes, and making her giggle.

“SKRT!” V shouted on the mic as Cypher pt 3 came on. “SKRT SKRT! SKRT!”

‘This man is a character,’ she thought with a chuckle.

“Hi, Kim Taehyung, I’m so happy I get to rap like this,” he rapped.

On camera, Jennie was standing in the background, smirking at her phone in amusement while nodding her head to his flow. She was going over the lyrics for her performance.

Jimin’s hat was taken off her head and she looked up to see Jungkook placing his hat on hers instead. It looked like he was a little jealous to see her wearing Jimin’s hat. He planned on leaning down for a kiss but then remembered the camera was on them since Taehyung was rapping in front of them for a Bangtan Bomb. Although it could just be edited, he decided not to take the risk. Instead, he stood with her as they watched him rap.

“Hyung, you really shouldn’t rap,” Jungkook immediately chuckled after he finished the song

“Jungkook.” Jen scolded and turned to V, “Don’t listen to him. I’m your biggest supporter on this no matter what. You killed it. Just keep practicing. Army is going to be excited over it,”

A boxy smile came across V’s face as he looked at her with appreciation.

Later, Jen stared at Yoongi and Hobi wide-eyed and started laughing as they sang dramatically, practicing their cover of Homme’s I Ate Well.

“It’s a big mistake to ask them to do this. I’m extremely good at harmonizing. We should’ve done it together. It’s such a pity.” Rapmon complained.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH~!” Hobi screamed out while singing, causing Jennie to look up from her lyrics, furrowing her eyebrows. The camera caught her reaction and it was sure to become the next K-pop meme as Jungkook and Jin laughed at them.

“Oh yeaaaaaaaaah oooooooohhhhhhhhhh~!” Yoongi sang out

While the guys were doing their own thing, Jennie finally started to practice Sunmi’s Full Moon dance. There was a couch against the wall that she used as she put on the song to practice. Concentration was on her face as she drowned out all distractions to make sure she got this choreography and sensuality right. But Yoongi and Hobi decided to mess with her by sitting next to her on the couch to try to copy her moves. She suppressed a laugh as she continued to dance.

geudaeyeo boreumdari tteuneun nal, nal boreowayo

i bami gagi jeone hae tteugi jeone seodulleojwoyo

As she danced to the chorus, angling her arms up in the air like a moon, Jungkook, Yoongi, and Hobi copied her and pretended to be her backup dancers.

She slowly kneeled and rubbed her hands together.

Eh eh eh eh eh

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After practice, Jennie went to meet up with Big Bang as G-Dragon invited her to go eat with them. The excitement in her was building as she made her way to a private section of the restaurant where he was waiting for her.

“Jennie,” his eyes lit up as she went to hug him.

“I missed you! What’s been going on?”

“Touring has been fun. Just enjoying every day. So, does BTS know you’re going to be hanging out with Big Bang?”

She smiled sheepishly, “Not...yet.”

They both laughed.

“I’ll let you be my little secret for a little while longer,” she added. “It’ll be nice if we can all hang out one day. I’m sure the guys would flip.”

As they walked over to the table, Jennie was met by excited smiles from the members.

“Here she is. Miss Jennifer.” G-Dragon announced

“Hey!” she waved excitedly.

“Jennie! Welcome!” Seungri happily greeted which caught her by surprise.

“So, you’re the precious Jennie hyung is always blabbing on about. Nice to finally meet you!” Taeyang smiled.

Jen’s face immediately heated up by the way he was smiling so charmingly. It was surprising to her that they knew her name. Like Big Bang knows who she is!? That’s amazing.

When her eyes met TOP's, she almost fainted.

He smiled softly. "It's nice to finally meet you, Jennie,"

"Oh my gosh, hi~!" she giggled, making the guys laugh at her enthusiasm towards him.

Taking a seat next to G-Dragon and Seungri, she was welcomed with open arms. She watched the group bicker and crack jokes which made her laugh. It made her think of her bond with BTS and she hoped it would remain as strong as theirs.

“I baked some cookies for you guys! I hope you like them. Thanks for having me here.” she took out her bag and placed it on the table to reveal a big container of various chewy cookies. They immediately thanked her as they looked at the cookies happily.

“I like her even more,” Daesung called out with a laugh, making her smile.

“Oh wow, thank you!” Seungri happily took the container of cookies.

“It’s for all of us,” TOP called out, grabbing a hold of it, and pulling it to him.

“Yeah, bring it to the middle of the table so we can all share,” Taeyang added, bringing it to the table which made Seungri pout. “Jennie, BTS’ fire comeback is very impressive.”

“Thank you, that means so much coming from you. The guys will be stoked to hear about you liking the comeback,” she said. “I have to give thanks to G-Dragon for helping me.”

“Seeing your hard work pay off is great to see. You’re doing well,” G-Dragon praised.

“Speaking of fire, TOP caught me making a dance video about it,” Seungri laughed.

“Oh really?! You have the video?” she eagerly asked while G-Dragon and Daesung snickered at the memory, shaking their heads.

“Way ahead of you,” TOP took out his phone to show the video of him secretly filming Seungri in a dance room, making everyone at the table laugh.

“We should make a dance cover video of fire,” Jen suggested.

Seungri seemed to enjoy the idea and wanted to make plans to film a cover with her for fire soon.

“How is the idol life for you? Any questions?” Daesung asked.

“Yes. I hate to kill the mood but I feel like you guys are the best to ask about this. Um, how do you guys deal with sasaengs? Because I think I was followed by a few when I went to the billboard awards.” she frowned.

“What happened at Billboard?”

“I just always feel eyes on me. It’s crazy about the idea of being followed. And I hope it doesn’t get worse with family being involved.”

“That’s the worst when they start following our families.” TOP sighed and rubbed his temples. “One thing I recommend is speaking up about it. Call them out. Be stern about it. Enough is enough. Stand up for yourself. And keep Big Hit informed,”

“I will. I've been taking self defense classes, too. So, I do feel good about defending myself if anything comes to that.

“You hear that, hyung? Don’t make her upset or she’ll beat you up,” Seungri teased.

“I wouldn’t do that to you,” Jen reassured TOP, as the members laughed.

“You know with me, I had to move at one point because some crazy girls were hiding around my apartment at night. It was shocking. So, I moved to a more private apartment.” G-Dragon mentioned.

“There are times I can’t even get in,” Taeyang added.

“Just let me know when you visit,”

“I do!” Taeyang turned to Jennie and joked, “I feel like he just doesn’t want to see me,”

“You guys are about to celebrate ten years as a group,” Jen brought up in amazement. “Right now Bangtan and I are focusing on our annual Festa. We’re celebrating three years. Time is flying so fast. I hope that we can last a long time like you. Ten years is astonishing. So much hard work and dedication. It’s inspiring,”

“You will,” G-Dragon predicted. “I can see that BTS has a bond like no other. No matter the hardships, teamwork is how to do it. You made it this far. You’re going to soar.”

“Namjoon always told me teamwork makes the dream work as our fans work with us to be the best that we can be,”

After their lunch, the members posted photos from their outing. Seungri posted a selfie of him gobbling up Jen’s cookies while she pretended to look at him like he was crazy and captioned it, ‘Nice to meet u, Jennie! I’m keeping the cookies hyungs!’

Daesung posted a cute photo of them hugging, 'Nice to meet you, Jennie! Thanks for the cookies! You are going to do well in the industry,'

G-Dragon posted a group photo that they took during the lunch with the caption, ‘Big Bang X JW.’

Taeyang had posted a cute selfie with Jen with the caption, ‘Dope Meeting, congratz’

TOP posted a photo of him and Jennie looking cool for the camera. With the caption, ‘W Jennie’

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'God...give me the strength. Because I’m trying my hardest to mature and keep in this frustration. But people keep trying me. #Jen’ Jen tweeted as ARMY commented on asking her if it had something to do with Flower Crew.

Earlier today, she had checked out the first episode of Jungkook staring on Flower Crew while taking a break from shopping. He had been talking about it for weeks and was extremely excited to be able to be on a variety show by himself. She thought it would be an amazing experience for him.

But when she watched the show, things started to go downhill as her blood began to boil. Jungkook bought burgers for the cast and then Jo Se Ho decided to act like an asshole and claim they were leftovers, making Jungkook upset and embarrassed.

An irate Jennie had to go on Twitter to tweet and then begin to type out her rant on her notes to post as photos for Twitter. She knew some would most likely criticize her for speaking about someone older than her in Korea like this but this needed to be said. You shouldn’t treat someone any type of way regardless of age. Her heart ached to watch Jungkook look so bummed and uncomfortable during the show. He did not deserve that.

When she brought it up to the members via text, they immediately went to Jungkook to get him to explain what happened as they all went into full protection mode.

“Why didn’t you tell us about this?” Namjoon asked.

Jungkook cringed at the memory and looked down. “It was embarrassing...”

The guys had sat him down to give him a pep talk and to make him feel better, they went out to treat him to lamb skewers.

Jungkook scrolled through Twitter and noticed a series of new tweets from their account, including Jen’s photos of her rant through her notes. He started to read:

‘With all due respect, what made you think your actions towards my best friend were OK? He’s on his first variety show alone, so excited, and took time out of his day and money to treat you and the rest of the cast to burgers. And you say they’re leftovers? You’ve got to be joking me! That’s not cool, Jo Se Ho. Jungkook is one of the kindest, sweetest souls in this world and for you to treat him like that is revolting. Apologize. Immediately. You lucky I wasn’t on the show because I probably would’ve been criticized and asked to leave after what I would’ve said to you on TV. This is unacceptable behavior. The heck is wrong with you acting like this on TV to someone? Grow up. Encourage us young people, not berate and embarrass us. ARMY, stay away from the cast's social media. This is the first and last time I’m giving this joke of a man the time of day. Don’t attack him online or the rest of the cast. It’s going to give a bad rep. You’re better than this. You do not need to attack anyone on social media, so please chill out, and let’s focus on more positive matters. Let us continue to give Jungkook love and support. Kookie, my Marvel bestie, your banana milk is waiting for you.’

Fans tweeted:

'OMGGG’

'Miss Bangtan said to not attack him online! Respect her request. We are better than this’

'Jennie snapped!’

'Can they date?’

'JenKook RISE! She said what she said!’

'And she’s giving him banana milk. Awwww. Thank you for speaking up Jennie’

'DRAG HIM!’

'Miss Bangtan has spoken! Thank you for being a great friend to Jungkook’

'THIS is friendship. She’s giving him banana milk!’

'I really want them to date. Because that last part was cute af.’

When Jen arrived back at the dorm, she had placed five bottles of banana milk down for Jungkook as he smiled appreciatively. He was then met with a tight hug from her and they stayed like that for a while.

“How are you feeling?” she asked with her head against his chest.

“I’m feeling much better now. Thank you,”

She looked up at him as he looked down with a smile. “Don’t mention it. Don’t let people take advantage of your kindness like that. And don’t let this ruin your variety show experience. He was a big jerk.“

“I won’t. I prefer Running Man. Especially when it’s with you,”

"We’ll be on another episode of Running Man, soon enough, okay?”

“Okay.”

The next morning, Jennie felt like she was about to die as she stayed in bed, clenching her stomach due to the most deadly cramps of the century. Every time she got her period, it was the worst for the first two days and she became a different person. If you say something wrong or look at her the wrong way results may vary when it was that time of the month.

Jungkook had been educating himself on periods and to get somewhat of an understanding of what women go through when it is that time of the month. Lately, he had started to track her period to prepare himself and buy things for her in advance such as a heating pad for her stomach. He even spoke to Jin about it.

The first sign that it was that time of the month was when she was bedridden and irritable. She doesn’t want anyone to bother her, always snaps at people, and tends to pass the time by playing games on her phone and napping. Jungkook didn’t take her irritation to heart, no matter how many times she snapped at him. Although she can be a little scary, he knows she doesn’t mean it. If anything, all he wants to do is cuddle her.

“I don’t care, go away!” she placed a pillow over her head.

Next was her weird food cravings. He would always ask what she wanted to eat. For some reason, she enjoyed eating potatoes and bananas the most while on her period. So, he always made sure to stock up.

One time he had given her smarties since he knew that was her favorite snack. But when she rejected them, that made him Jungshooked.

“Ew, I hate smarties. They’re disgusting. Throw them all way!” she complained.

“Wh-what? But you love smarties!” Jungkook tried to reason.

“Who lied? They’re gross. Throw all of it away. I don’t even want to look at them,”

“O-okay,”

Biggest mistake ever.

Because once she was off her period, she almost tore the entire dorm apart, trying to find her favorite candy.

“B-but you said to throw them away-“

“YOU THREW THEM AWAY!?” Jennie screamed, making him flinch. Jimin, J-Hope and V yelped and took cover, getting as far away from her as possible while Rapmon sat on the couch with his headphones on, oblivious. “WHY DID YOU LISTEN TO ME!? THAT WASN’T ME TALKING!"

He assumed everything she said was literal when she was on her cycle and decided to do whatever she said. But now he knew that if she said to throw away smarties, don’t do it. It was just her crazy hormones talking.

Today, during the first day of her period, Jen was lying in her bed, with a heating pad on her stomach given by Jungkook which had started to help.

“I hate everything...I hate my life. This is the worst. Why? What did we do to deserve this pain?” she complained, hissing at the sharp abdominal pain in her stomach.

She then felt herself get pulled back into a warm chest, getting closely held.

“Go awaaaaaaay~!” she whined, trying to get out of Jungkook’s arms.

“I’m not leaving you.”

“Go play video games with the guys or something.”

“I want to be with you,”

“Well, I don’t right now. I look like shit. I feel like shit. I am shit. Leave.”

“No.” he simply answered.

She sighed and decided to just deal with it, making him smile victoriously. As much as she hated to admit it with her stubborn attitude during her period, lying with him helped tremendously. She hoped he would stay after she woke from her nap.

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A few days later, playing video games in her room, Jungkook tried to focus on Overwatch while playing through his aching back. He had strained it when he danced too hard during the fire promotions. He had tried his best to hide it from Jennie. But this time, he got caught as Jen had been observing him for days.

“So, how long are you going to hide that from me?” she called him out.

“Hide what?” he asked innocently.

“Your back. You look like you’re uncomfortable. What happened?”

“It’s nothing. Don’t worry,”

“Kookie, you’re never going to perform your best with that much tension. Stop playing the game for 30 minutes, come here, and lie down on my bed.”

“I-it’s okay. Really,”

“Really? You always ask me for massages. And lately, you haven’t been asking. Why? What’s the problem?”

He started to feel a little fidgety.

‘Because I don’t know if I can control myself with the way you touch me,’ he thought.

Lately, it seemed like his body was reacting much more to her. It was getting to the point where almost every time they made out, his lower region began to have a mind of its own. Sure they did some things during Prom Weekend but he had been trying his best to avoid being extra touchy these days until he could work on his hormones that were running all over the place. And with them not being alone like they were during Prom Weekend, it was getting harder.

Having enough, Jen rolled her eyes and took the controller out of his hands.

“Goodness gracious.” she huffed, exiting out the game

“H-hey! I was in the middle of the game,”

“I don’t care. Lie down. Now. I’m done watching you in pain like this.” she set the controller down and made him lay on his stomach on her bed after taking his shirt off.

“I told you, I’m okay.”

“I don’t want to hear it,” she sat on his behind, rubbing massage oil on her hands, and began working on his back.

While massaging him, she proceeded to nag him, which he always thought was cute. He had to admit her hands were doing magic as he immediately felt relief from her touch. But his mind started to drift elsewhere as it started to make him feel fidgety again. Once he felt her nails lightly rake his back, his struggle to keep himself together worsened.

His mind went to a suggestive place, as he thought about her underneath him. He didn’t mean for these dirty thoughts to happen but he couldn’t control it. He knew her massaging him was a bad idea.

Did she know how much of an effect she had on him?

How much he was starting to want her?

However, Jennie was starting to feel the same way. His back was so broad as she thought about him pinning her down against the bed. How nice his lips would be against her neck and even lower.

'No, stop.’ she thought, shaking her head as she tried to block the suggestive thoughts out of her mind.

They weren’t alone in the dorm so maybe making out wasn’t the best idea as she thought of the possibility of being walked in on.

After massaging him, she went into her bathroom to wash off the massage oil from her hands.

“See how easy that was? And you feel much better, right? Next time just tell me to massage you. No more waiting that long to be massaged,” she stated. "I hate when you don't tell me that you're in pain. You worry me,"

As soon as she walked out of her bathroom, she was met with his arms pulling her to him for a kiss out of nowhere. It made her stumble back into the bathroom as she kissed back, pulling him closer.

This kiss felt...different.

More frenzied and passionate.

It made her body feel flush as she was backed up to her sink with his hands on it to trap her.

‘You’re not alone!’ reality hit her which made her reluctantly break the kiss.

“The guys are here,” she reminded him.

“Just for a little bit,” he whispered, ignoring her warning, and leaned back for another smooch.

“Jungkook,” she warned again.

But he kept getting handsy which started to almost make her forget about the guys being here. But clinging onto the last resistance she had, she gently pushed him back.

“I want to. But one of them may walk in. Let’s make out later. Like when everyone is sleeping or something,” she suggested, walking out of the bathroom.

Remaining persistent, Jungkook walked out of her bathroom and shut her door, locking it.

“There, no abrupt interruptions on our alone time,” he shrugged like it was no big deal.

She stared at him in disbelief. He was getting bolder these days. The intense stare coming from him was making her go a little crazy.

“And what if they hear me? I don’t feel like dealing with them teasing us about it for a couple of weeks,”

“I won’t let that happen,”

“Easier said than done with your unpredictability. We shouldn’t.”

He reached out for her but she turned around to avoid another kiss. One more kiss and it was over for her. She needed to stand her ground. There’ll be plenty of more times to make out.

But her avoidance was short lived when she felt a pair of warm lips on her shoulder blade. Trapped in his arms, she began to feel her legs weaken as she shivered in pleasure when he began to slowly travel up to her neck.

This was so dangerous.

Her eyes closed and she leaned back into him as her breathing quickened.

‘We should stop but this feels so good,’ she thought as she felt a gentle bite on her neck.

“Just five minutes. And then I’ll stop,” he whispered, gently biting her ear.

'Who taught him this?’ she thought, enjoying what he was doing.

Five minutes he said. Maybe five minutes won’t hurt.

Turning around, she wrapped her arms around his neck for a heated kiss, as her desire for him took over. She felt herself being lifted up and moved to her bed as he sat on the edge of it, allowing her to straddle him. Cupping his face, their slow, passionate kisses left her breathless as their need for each other grew. Gripping her hips, he felt her move against his hardness, making him moan out her name.

"Keep your voice down," she whispered.

"I'm trying...you’ve been driving me crazy these past few weeks, you know that?”

When he said that, she felt this need for him that she couldn’t quite explain. She wanted to go further.

Securely holding her, Jungkook turned them over to place her on the bed as he hovered over her and kissed her again. He then slowly moved down to her neck making her breathing quicken.

This felt so good. Everything. The way he was touching her. She wanted more.

“You want me to stop?” he whispered in her ear, making her shiver.

Five minutes passed already? She didn’t want this to end. Can’t he keep going and ignore that the time passed?

“I can keep going,” he said like he read her mind. The way she was looking at him gave it away. “But you’re going to have to say it, baby girl,”

'Oh my God, who taught him this? Who is teaching him to say these things? Because this was new and I love it,' she thought.

“Keeping going,” she responded breathlessly as he went back down to her neck.

Suddenly, she let out an unexpected moan when he found a sensitive spot on her neck. She quickly covered her mouth, making him chuckle.

“They definitely heard that,” she exclaimed. “We gonna get caught,”

“No, we won’t, relax. It wasn’t even that loud,”

“To you.”

“It was for my ears only and I’d like to hear it again. Can I try something?”

“Okay,”

“Trust me.” he leaned down to kiss her again, making her forget about her worries.

He began grinding his hips into hers, making her whimper. She lightly scratched his back in response as she let out another sound.

Okay, screw it. If they get caught, they get caught. This was feeling all too good right now, it was worth getting caught. She didn’t want to stop as she felt comfortable with him. She can only imagine how it will be when they’re ready to go all the way.

“Jeon Jungkook! I know you're in there!” Jin called out, knocking on the door, and tried to open it but it was locked. "Stop hiding in Jennie's room! I know you pranked me!"

Jungkook sighed out of annoyance, turning his head to the door. He looked down at Jennie to see her chuckling.

“It was nice when it lasted,” she said while he got off her and put his shirt back on. "What did you do to Jin?"

"I put eggs in his laundry. I guess he figured out it was me. I'm gonna hide from him. Don't tell him I'm here," he went under the bed.

That caused Jennie to laugh. She went to open the door to see Jin marching in, looking around.

"Where is this brat?"

"Jungkook isn't here,"

"Are you lying to me?" he crossed his arms.

"No, I haven't seen him all day. Have you checked the laundry room? I did hear him say he was going to wash clothes,"

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During the week of the Festa, JenKook had set up everything for the start of their Twitch Stream for Army. They had the equipment set up, everything was recording fine and they sat next to each other in front of the camera. They were located in Jennie’s Smartie factory for the stream.

Jennie tweeted the link, ‘Guess who is streaming!? JenKook’s first episode is here! Click on the link and watch! Let’s have some fun!’

“It’s on~!” she said excitedly

“How many people should we wait for until we start the stream?” he asked, spinning around in his chair.

“W-wow. We already have over 20k.” she looked on in amazement as she peered closely at the viewer count on the screen.

“It’s still growing. Now 70k. Might as well start now.”

Looking at the camera, Jennie smiled, “Yo yo yo! It’s your one and only Miss Bangtan!” she turned to Jungkook, waiting for him to speak but he missed his cue and they ended up laughing. “We’ll work on our intro.”

“Yeah.” he turned to the camera and waved, “Hello! Jungkook here!”

“And we are The Golden Duo! Welcome to our first Twitch stream. You excited?!” she asked the fans who rapidly replied in the comments positively.

“I am. I can’t wait to win,” the Golden Maknae said confidently

“If you win,” she shrugged.

“I will. I win everything,”

“Well, perhaps today is the big day when you lose, my good friend.” she ignored his glare which made viewers laugh and respond with ‘hahas’ and ‘LOLs’. “Today we’re playing...”

“The Impossible Game!” Jungkook announced in English as the game was happily on the screen, waiting to be played.

“How ready are you to get this going?”

“I got this. Let’s play,”

They played a quick game of rock, papers, scissors to determine who would play first. Jungkook managed to win and they launched the game. The music began as the orange square moved at a steady pace. Jungkook effortlessly pressed the spacebar as it jumped over the first triangle. But automatically died when he failed to jump over the second. He paused the game while Jen let out a laugh.

“I got this. I win everything,” she mocked in a deep voice.

“I’m just warming up,” he said, brushing it off.

“Oh, okay. Try it again.” she turned to the camera, “He’s warming guys.”

He tried it again and this time got further as she watched closely. Once the music intensified, the orange square kept moving up the blocks. Jennie danced to the beat, making him laugh and distracting him as he hit a triangle.

“Stop distracting me,”

“What? I didn’t do anything,”

“Stop being cute,” he murmured and tried again.

“Hop...hop...hop...hop again. And again. Hop. Hop. Hop-hop-hop-hop-hop,” she said, following the square’s movements while he concentrated.

He got even farther as he tried again but still couldn’t make it past the part when the beat got higher pitched.

“Okay, my turn!”

“I bet you can’t beat that,” he said confidently.

“I really hope I win so I can see how salty you’re going to look,” she started the game. She made it just before the beat dropped as she felt accomplished.

Hearing him laugh at her error, she responded, “Okay but I still made it farther than you on my first attempt,”

As she continued, for some reason, she couldn’t get much farther as she kept hitting the spikes. Meanwhile, fans were amused to see Jungkook grinning at her failure.

“CAN YOU JUMP!?” she shouted at the screen after dying again, making him laugh loudly. “Look I’m just-“

PHEW!

“I’m just not concentr-“

PHEW!

“Can I finish my sentence without dying, damn!”

PHEW!

She sighed loudly and paused the game to rub her temples.

Jungkook glanced at her and the screen as a moment of silence occurred.

“You okay?” he teased.

“Shut up. Leave me alone,”

“Let the professionals take over,” he unpaused the game and began to play while she rolled her eyes and watched him. “It’s okay to lose to me. It’s fine. It’s normal.”

“I’m seconds away from hitting you,”

He giggled as he progressed, jumping up the blocks. But then he suddenly died.

“No!” he shouted.

“Let the professionals take over,” she mocked. “It’s okay to lose to me.”

“The keyboard is just glitching,”

“Oh! Blame it on the keyboard. What’s next?”

“Me beating the game before you,” he replied as he got back to the section he stopped at but died again...and again...and again.

The intensity of the game increased as Jungkook began to look more serious while playing, determined to beat the game. Poking the inside of his cheek, his frustration was more visible since he wasn’t progressing further.

He threw his head back and let out a frustrated sigh. “This game is rigged!”

“Is it now?”

“Yeah! I barely touched the triangle and it made me die! It could have let me go by it,” he whined as she let out a giggle. “Is something funny?”

“Yeah, you. My turn,”

She went to play, making the orange cube hop over the dark boxes and triangles with ease. As the beat dropped, the cube continued to make it up to the top without any errors. Jungkook’s smile fell as she progressed past where he stopped and stared at the screen in disbelief. She kept going as he turned to her and then back at the screen.

He went to read the comments:

'Omg look at his face! He’s shooked’

'I love how cute she looks when she’s concentrating,’

The cube hit a triangle and it was back to the beginning as she tried again.

“How!?” Jungkook exclaimed.

“That was luck. I was trying not to freak out as I progressed.”

As she tried it again many more times, she and Jungkook started bouncing in sync to the beat. The block fell down for a moment but then she didn’t notice as it hit the spike and it was back to the beginning, making Jungkook cackle and clap his hands.

“NO~!” she screamed, “NO! ARE YOU-ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?”

“Welp,“

"I’m done. I don’t want to play this anymore. It took me forever to get back to where I was,”

“Yeah, I think we both had enough,” Jungkook chuckled. “Well, it looks like we can’t beat the impossible game today. But we’ll just have to replay it on another stream in the future for round 2,”

Jen went to the stream chat to read a comment, “What game are we playing next? The next game we’re going to check out is Overwatch!”

“We don’t have a date yet for our next stream but just know when we do, we’ll tweet the link,”

“Yeah, so keep a lookout. It can happen any day, any time. All right, that’s all the time we have!” she paused and glanced at Jungkook. “We need to think of an outro too, don’t we?”

“We should think of something cool. Something catchy.”

“Let’s think of ideas later. So for now, we’ll simply say goodbye.”

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With Matt Rife who lounged backstage before the show of Wild N' Out, he scrolled through Instagram to see the latest post on Wild N' Out's page. There it had Jennie announcing that she was excited to be a guest on the show in August with Desiigner & Angelina and hoped to take Nick Cannon's belt.

"Damn..." Matt said as he scrolled through her Instagram page. "This girl is going to be on the show?"

He continued to lurk through her page, liking tons of posts.

“Damn...she is cute,” he said and followed her.

On Instagram’s following tab where you can see the activity of the people you follow, BTS fans who watch Wild ’n’ Out and check who Jennie is following and who is following her noticed that Matt had followed her.

Mattrife started following JJennie_JW

They even noticed his comment on her recent photo. A simple eye emoji with a smirking emoji.

Fans immediately jumped on the situation and began commenting and making Twitter threads to bring awareness to who he was and the whole Zendaya situation back in 2015.

‘GUYS! WE HAVE A SITUATION!’

‘Matt Rife followed Jennie!’

'They can never make me hate Matt. Shoot your shot!'

'White boys be loving some Jennie I swear lmfaoooo'

'Oh God...Jennie run. Run now run fast’

'Ew wtf he better unfollow her!’

'Stay away from her!’

'He bet not be trying to make a move because Jennie belongs to Bam Bam’

'He is not ruining my ship.’

'That is Shawn Mendes' future girlfriend! He better stop!'

‘Omgg lmaooo she’s going to turn you down’

'I don’t blame him for trying to shoot his shot’

‘Oh, he is handsome! Who is he!?’

'Get in line pal! A lot of people want her’

'He outta pocket for that comment ctfuu’

'Lol goofy’

'Jennie is single! So why not? He’s cute!’

'She single Matt! Make a move!’

‘Date!!’

'I honestly would not turn him down.’

“Whatever you thinking, don’t do it, man,” Nick Cannon warned with an amused voice.

“Do what? I’m not going to do anything,” Matt replied with a shrug.

“Nah dawg, you going to do some stupid shit on the day they come to the show,” Conceited joined in.

“What he tryna do?” Justina asked, interested in the conversation.

“He drooling over one of our upcoming guests’ IG page,” Nick informed her.

Justina rolled her eyes, “Here he goes,”

“What? I just wanna get her number. Come on! You guys can’t deny we’d make a great couple. She is fine as hell. Look at her. Look at them lips. It would fit perfectly on mine,” Matt rambled which made his cast members laugh at him. “You guys are some haters,”

“This is Zendaya all over again,” D.C Young Fly cackled.

“Matt, there is no way in hell Jennie is going to give you the time of day,” Nick guaranteed.

“You don’t know that,” Matt denied.

“Come on, Jen ain’t going to fall for just some white boy looks and so-called charm from yo ass,”

“Ain’t she in some Korean group?” Chicobean pointed out.

“Yeah, I heard that. What they called?” Justina asked.

“Bangtang or somethin’?” D.C called out.

“No, BTS,” Nick answered. “Seven guys and her in that group. Matt, do you really want to get yo’ ass beat by them boys if you try to make a move on her during the show?"

“They ain’t gonna touch me. I ain’t scared of them,” Matt said confidently, “Look I'ma make my move. I got this. You’ll see. I’ll definitely be getting her number. August can't get here fast enough,"

“He a lost cause. He gonna get embarrassed,” Chicobean laughed with D.C.

“Yeah, I know. And watch them Korean boys pop up on the show and say it’s on sight,“ Conceited predicted. "We ain’t helping you out. You on your own,”

Ignoring everyone, Matt went back on Instagram to look through her page and slid in her DMs.

#jungkook x oc #jungkook #jungkook fanfiction #bts 8th member #bangtan boys #bts additional member #bts #the bangtan gal #bts fanfic #bts fluff #jungkook fluff #kpop fluff #kpop scenarios #kpop fanfiction #kpop imagines #kpop fanfic #jungkook scenarios #jungkook imagine #bts eighth member

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Open Your Heart, Pt 4

Warnings: This story will have adult content including, but not limited to, violence, swearing, mentions of abuse, sexual references, sex, and Bucky Barnes. He in himself, is a warning.

Word Count: 3919

A/N: I’m not going to put the description anymore.. since I’ve made the master list! Images that inspired Katherine’s look, will be at the bottom of the story. Comments are always welcome! I’d love to hear people’s thoughts and ideas!

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Katherine shook her head, listening to Sage on the phone. She wanted her opinion on her outfit for her dinner date with Bucky, so here she is with Sage on video call. It had been such a long time since Katherine had done her hair, or put any makeup on.. She definitely needed Sages guidance. Sage was at work, hiding in a janitors closet.

“You think it’s enough..? He said that it would be fancy.. But, ugh.” Katherine looked at herself in the mirror, smoothing her hands down her dress.

“Katie, you look absolutely gorgeous! He’s going to think so too. Don’t worry about it.”

Katherine’s eyes went up and down, making sure that everything was in the right spot. Her hair was down showing her natural waves, with a braid in the front to keep hair out of her face. She had simple makeup on her eyes, with some eyeliner, trying to make her brown-hazel eyes pop. Her favorite red lipstick, it was a comfort shade. Even though Katherine would never admit it, Sage said that the dress accentuated her curves perfectly. A dark emerald shade of green, with the right amount of cleavage showing. Simple black heels…

“Katie! It’s time to gooo!”

Sages voice snapped her out of the gaze, and she nodded her head.

“Okay, okay.. Thank you for your help, I’ll text you later!! I love you!” Katherine grabbed her phone, making her way through her room.

“I love you too! USE PROTECTION! I DON’T WANT-“

As Sage began to go off, Katherine just chuckled, hanging up on her. She shook her head, knowing very well that those words weren’t needed. They hadn’t even kissed yet, she couldn’t even really think about that being a possibility tonight.. As she made her way towards the stairs, she suddenly became a bit nervous. Self conscious.. She hadn’t gone on a date in years, and the last one was horrible. Then, of course, her mind decided to remind her that Bucky was only doing all of this because of the deal. Was he even actually interested in her? His words from earlier were still searing through her mind.. ‘I’ve wanted to kiss you since the day we met.’ Were they words of lust, or something else? She found herself walking down the stairs nonetheless.

“Wow..”

Her eyes snapped up, not realizing that he was already waiting for her. He wore a navy blue suit, a black dress shirt underneath. His suit was buttoned up, the shirt having the top two buttons undone. Just enough to be considered a teasing amount, yet still classy. He still had that perfect amount of stubble that lined his face, perfectly accentuating his sharp jaw bone.. His hair was slicked back, just enough to hold its shape. Though there was a loose strand that fell above his forehead. Then his eyes.. Those steel blue, icy orbs that she had grown to adore. Even if she had only met them in passing during the last week, she got lost in them quite easily.

“You look absolutely beautiful, Katherine.” Bucky’s lips were curved up into a bright grin, his eyes peering into hers as she walked down the stairs to him.

Her cheeks flushed, she could feel the warmth, “Thank you..” She gave him a sweet smile, “You look rather handsome yourself.”

He chuckled, putting a hand out for her to take, “Well, it is our first date. I’ve got to leave a good impression, right?”

She took his hand, stepping off the final step of the stairs, “Good impression achieved, Mr. Barnes.”

“Please,” he brought her knuckles up to his lips, “Stop calling me that. Call me Bucky, hell you could even call me James if you wanted…” He chuckled softly, “Just don’t let anyone know I said that.” He pressed a soft, tender kiss to each of her knuckles.

She felt herself laughing, a smile spread wide on her lips, the blush seeming to stay, “If I’m to call you Bucky, you’ve gotta find something to call me besides Katherine. Only my father calls me that.”

He nodded, understanding her words, “Can’t have that. I’m sure I’ll find something.” He offered a sweet grin, “Are you ready to go?” He still held onto her hand, his thumb gently caressing the top of her knuckles.

“Ready as I’ll ever be!” She gave him a grin, pulling their hands down to rest on his chest, “Let’s see if you earn that kiss.”

Bucky’s face lit up, a devilishly handsome smirk gracing his lips as he led her out of the house.

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He took her… To. A. Five. Star. Restaurant.

Katherine had never been in such a fancy restaurant before, she almost didn’t know how to react. When her eyes went over the menu, they widened seeing the prices. ‘Don’t look at the numbers, just order what sounds good.’ He told her, though it was hard to not think about a twenty-five dollar salad. Even water was a pretty penny. He ordered a bottle of wine for them, and even though she wasn’t a huge drinker, she drank her glass quicker than she probably should’ve. It did what she wanted though; It calmed her nerves. Which she came to find out, would have dissipated anyways..

“It really doesn’t surprise me..”

Bucky’s laugh rang through her ears, “Oh, really? And why did you say it like that?”

“It’s not hard to see how you and Steve were troublemakers! You were probably the one who started it all!” Katherine’s lips were curved up into a large grin, laughing along with him.

“You’ve got me there.” He said, picking up his wine glass and pointing at her.

They had both already finished their meals, and were happily just chatting. Learning about each other, as if it were a regular first date. Katherine was coming to find out that the notorious man had a huge soft side.. That only few ever saw. Bucky, however, was so absolutely enthralled by her that he even forgot about his bodyguards just outside the window.

“So what about you though? I mean,” He finished off his fourth glass of wine, “What were your school days like?”

Katherine’s fingers began to fiddle with her napkin, “Utterly boring compared to yours..” She chuckled, looking up to his eyes, “Straight A, goody, goody. I went to school, and I worked. That was really all there was for me.” Her shoulders shrugged.

Bucky seemed to be amused by this. His lips curved up into a smirk like grin, “Yet here you are, with someone like me.”

One of her eyebrows quirked up, “Here I am.” She let out a breathless chuckle, her eyes captured by his, “And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

Bucky hummed softly, nodding his head, that smile not changing one bit, “Me either.” He put his hand on the table, rhythmically tapping his fingers. He seemed lost in thought, even though their eyes were locked.

Katherine of course, was just lost in his eyes. They were the most mesmerizing shade of cool blue that she’d ever seen. She’d be utterly embarrassed about staring for so long, except he was doing the same thing. She did wonder what he was thinking about though..

“Care to share what’s on your mind?” She asked curiously, raising an eyebrow at him.

He didn’t respond for a moment, until a soft chuckle rumbled from his chest, “Actually…” He broke their gaze for a moment, signaling for the waiter. “Can I get the check please?” He asked them, before turning his eyes back to her, “I was wondering if you felt up to.. Just taking a walk?”

She gave him a smile, nodding her head, “That sounds really nice actually.”

His lips curved into a wide grin, “Great.”

He was quick to pay for their meal, left a nice tip, and put his hand out for her to take as soon as he stood. She took it, a slight blush on her cheeks rising up, as he continued to hold her hand while he led her out of the restaurant. Clint and another man followed them as they began to walk, a member of the security team Katherine hadn’t met yet.

“Dinner was really great, thank you.” Her voice came out with a sweet tone as she looked up at him.

Bucky smiled down to her, nodding his head, “I’m glad you enjoyed it.” He said, gently squeezing her hand. “I was thinking that maybe,” He shrugged his shoulders, “We could implement a thing where we go on a date once a week.. What do you think?” One of his eyebrows popped up, asking her.

Katherine’s lips never faltered, the wide smile plastered into her face, “I think that’s a great idea. I know that your work can be really busy at times.. It would be nice to have a specific time to look forward to, when I know I get to see you.”

Bucky couldn’t help but chuckle at her words, shaking his head, “You really are just a ray of sunshine.”

Katherine’s eyebrows furrowed into a quizzical expression, “Ray of sunshine? There’s only one person I’ve ever heard use that phrase towards me, so I’m assuming you’ve been talking to Sage.”

Bucky held his metal hand up in a playful defense, “It’s true. She said that to me, the day she came and helped you decorate your room.”

Nodding her head, Katherine understood now, “Ahh, yes. She did say that she interrogated you.. I hope she wasn’t too crazy. I know how she can get..”

“Nothing that I didn’t expect from such a good friend.” He said, trying to reassure her. Though, Sages words did echo through his mind.. ‘Katherine needs to change. She needs to learn that she deserves love.. And I want you to help me do that.’ But he’d never divulge that to Katherine.

“She’s definitely a good friend,” Katherine chuckled a bit, “We’ve been there for each other.. through a lot. I can see myself growing old with her by my side.. and even at eighty years old, I can see her doing mischievous things.”

Bucky let out a laugh, “I can see that happening. Same with Steve.. He’s the only guy I can see being my best friend for that long.”

Katherine smiled up at him, and he released her hand from his.. Only to wrap his arm around her waist, and bring her closer to him. She couldn’t help the sweet smile on her lips, leaning into his side as they walked down the street. ‘Could this work out..? For real..?’ Her thoughts continued for a moment, as they walked in silence. It wasn’t uncomfortable or odd, it was quite the opposite. She rather enjoyed just walking nestled into his side, looking around the city at night. She happened to glance up towards the sky, and let out a soft sigh.

“All these city lights ruin the night sky.” She said, shaking her head as her eyes returned from the sky.

“Yeah.. That’s one of the downsides of being here.” Bucky hummed softly, as if he were thinking.. “You know what? Let’s go somewhere else.” He pulled his phone out of his pocket with his metal hand, and put it up to his ear, calling someone. “Can you bring the car around? I’d like to go somewhere.”

Katherine curiously raised an eyebrow at him as they stopped walking, looking up to his eyes, “Where are we going?”

He smiled to her as he put his phone away, “It’s a surprise.”

“A surprise?” Katherine chuckled a bit, glancing down the street.

“Yeah, it’ll be great. I promise that you’ll like it.” He reassured her, as the car pulled up next to them on the street. He opened the door, and gently ushered her in, “After you, doll.”

Doll.

She couldn't contain her next words, even if she tried, “I think I like hearing you call me that, more than I do hearing my own name.”

Bucky didn’t even try to hide the proud smirk on his lips as they both got into the car, “Good, because I like calling you that.”

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“How much further? I feel like I’m going to trip over something!”

Bucky's flesh hand was covering Katherine’s eyes, as his other hand rested on her hip, leading her through a room. He wasn't taking the surprise thing lightly, making sure she didn’t know where they were.

“You won’t trip, I’ve got you. Plus…” He maneuvered her around, “We’re here.”

His hand moved away from her eyes, moving to rest on her other hip. Her eyes fluttered open, and went wide at the sight before her. They were in some sort of observatory, the ceiling was a huge dome that was open enough for the ginormous telescope that was in front of them.

“Oh my god.. Can I..?” Katherine turned around in his arms, looking up into his eyes, hesitantly pointing to the telescope.

“After you.” He said with a sweet grin, motioning towards it.

Katherine’s hesitation ended there, turning back around and pulling him with her by his hand to the telescope. He chuckled at her enthusiasm, just allowing her to do what she wanted. She pressed an eye to the eyepiece, and started fiddling with the focus knob. She let out an audible gasp, grinning from ear to ear.

“Look! It’s Orion..” She leaned back, motioning for him to look into the eyepiece.

He did, of course, though his hand never left her side. She watched him as he peered through the telescope, admiring him silently. He really was a great guy.. They got along really well, and he was so kind to her.. And he was very nice to look at. She couldn’t help what she felt, when being so close to him.. She felt safe. It was a scary thought to her. He was the only man that she’d ever felt such security being around him like this..

“It’s beautiful.” He said, leaning back from the telescope, smiling at her.

“Uh, yeah, it is.” She returned the smile, and looked up, peering through the open ceiling.

They stayed there for quite some time, adjusting the telescope to find different constellations. Bucky’s arm stayed wrapped around her waist the whole time, and she didn’t shy away from his touch one bit.

“I always thought this one looked like a cat..”

Bucky chuckled, nodding in agreement, “I can see it..” He hummed, looking down to her face as he thought, “Kat.”

Her eyebrows furrowed, “Kat?”

“I think it suits you… Kat.” His lips curved into a wide grin, “What do you think?”

Katherine thought about it for a moment, nodding her head slowly before smiling up at him, “If that’s what you’d like to call me.. Then, Kat it is.”

Bucky nodded his head, moving to pull her into his side once more. He parted his lips to say something, but a yawn fell from her lips.

“Geez, sorry..” She chuckled, shaking her head at herself.

“Don’t worry.. It’s getting late, so we should get back home.” He said, gently caressing her side with his hand.

She nodded her head, “Yeah.. It’s been a really great night though, thank you” She smiled up at him, resting her hand on the arm that was wrapped around her.

He smiled, looking down into her eyes, “Of course. Now let’s get you home.”

The ride back was done in comfortable silence. Bucky kept his arm around Katherine, and she leaned into him. As the car stopped in front of the house, Bucky realized.. She fell asleep. He chuckled softly, trying not to disturb her. He carefully maneuvered his arms around her, lifting her up into bridal position as he got out of the car. Clint followed him up the steps, opening the door so he could get Katherine inside.

“I’m going to get her to bed.” Hevwhispered, to which Clint just nodded his head.

“See you in the morning, Barnes.” He whispered, before leaving.

Bucky carefully walked up the stairs, holding Katherine in his arms. He couldn’t help the grin on his face, admiring her. He thought about how beautiful her hair was, it was so long, with a natural wave to it. He thought it was pretty cute, how her nose scrunched up in her sleep. The way that she nuzzled into him as she slept… It warmed his heart. Soon, he was in her bedroom. He carefully took her shoes off her feet, setting them down on the floor. He nudged the covers of the bed away, and slowly tucked her into them.

She hummed softly, a smile curving onto her lips as she felt the bed underneath her. Her subconscious was quick to realize that something was different.. The warmth she had felt when falling asleep, wasn’t there anymore. Her eyes slowly opened, searching for it..

“Bucky?” Her voice came out soft, but it was loud enough to make him stop and turn to look at her.

He was almost to her door, when she called for him. He gave her a sweet smile, “Yeah, Doll?”

She pushed herself up into a sitting position, “I’m sorry I fell asleep.. I was having a really wonderful night with you.” She gave him a shy grin, “I almost don’t want it to end..”

Bucky chuckled, walking back towards her, “Well…” he thought for a moment, “We could.. Watch a movie?”

Katherine’s face lit up, and she nodded, “That sounds great! Uhm…” She looked around the room, “I think I’m going to change.. Put some pajamas on..”

“I’ll do the same. I’ll meet you in the living room?” He suggested, his eyes never leaving her.

“Okay.” She smiled at him, watching as he turned to leave.

After he was out of her room, and the door was shut, she sprung out of her bed. She ran to the bathroom, quickly washing her face and brushing her hair out. She put on some pajama pants, and a t-shirt, and headed downstairs. She couldn’t help the big grin on her face, seeing Bucky on the couch waiting for her. He wore a t-shirt and some basketball shorts, and she just couldn’t stop her eyes from wandering.

“What kind of movie do you wanna watch, Kat?”

Katherine chuckled, rolling her eyes as she came up next to him. She hasn’t announced her presence, did he feel her eyes on him? He gave her a sweet smile, taking her hand into his as she sat next to him.

“Hmm..” She hummed, her eyes going to the television as he turned it on.

“We have access to pretty much every streaming site, so, pick your poison.”

She nodded her head, watching as he scrolled through some options. Her face lit up, “Oh! How about The Proposal? With Sandra Bullock and Ryan Reynolds!”

He chuckled, selecting the movie, “How could I say no to such enthusiasm?”

Katherine chuckled, shrugging her shoulders, “I dunno, but you made a wide choice not saying no.”

Bucky raised an eyebrow, “Oh yeah?”

She smiled, looking up at him, “Mmhmm.”

He let out a scoff of a chuckle, moving to put his arm around her shoulders. They both watched the television as the movie started, Katherine fighting her body.. She was pretty tired, but she didn’t want to leave the comfy bubble she felt when next to Bucky. A chill ran through her body, making her bring her feet up onto the couch, her arms wrapping around her legs.

“Are you cold?” Bucky’s voice asked her, a soft, gentle tone.

She shrugged her shoulders, her eyes fixed on the screen. He smiled, reaching over to grab the blanket that was folded up on the end of the couch. He spread the blanket out, covering her up with it. Her eyes moved from the screen, up to his eyes with a smile.

“Thank you.”

Bucky nodded to her, wrapping them both up in the big blanket, “I’ll take any excuse there is, to hold you.” His cheeks tinted a slight blush, as his words came out.

Katherine’s face was much worse. A dark blush rose upon her cheeks, though a smile remained on her lips. She scooted herself a bit closer to him, feeling that their thighs touched. With his flesh arm around her shoulders, Bucky’s vibranium hand rose to her face. The cool metal fingertips gently caressed her cheek, his eyes looking down into hers. Those icy, blue orbs.. She often found herself getting lost in them.

“Well I’m certainly not stopping you..” Her voice came out soft.

Bucky chuckled again, this time though.. Something felt different. They were suddenly much closer than before, her head resting on his shoulder, there wasn’t much space separating their faces. She felt his breath across her cheeks, as the cold fingers grazed her skin. She let out a soft hum, her eyes fluttering shut. She felt the arm around her tighten, just enough to pull them even closer together. The cool metallic fingers tucked some hair behind her ear, and when she finally opened her eyes..

“I was wondering if I may…” His voice was barely above a whisper, his eyes flickering between her lips and eyes.

“Kiss me?” She managed to squeak out, her heart thumping against her chest. She raised one her hands up to rest on his chest, while the other arm lifted to rest on top of his that was around her, gently trailing a finger along his jaw.

“Mmhmm..” He leaned into her touch, moving to press a kiss to the inside of the palm of her hand, “Only if you’d like me to, of course..”

Katherine let out a chuckle, “I do.” She hummed softly, “I-I do want you to… Uh… Kiss me.”

Bucky didn’t waste anymore time after hearing that. His hand tilted her head back a bit, and he closed the distance between their faces. He pressed their lips together gently, waiting for a reaction.

Her reaction was more than he expected. Katherine pulled him down further, deepening the kiss. Her heart that was rapidly beating, seemed to all but stop when their lips met. He tasted a bit like the wine they’d had at dinner, mixed with some sort of earthy mint. She didn’t know how else to describe it.

The kiss parted, their eyes opening to stare into each other’s. They stayed close like this, caressing each other, gentle, loving touches..

“I don’t know if I’ll be able to wait to ask next time.” His voice rang through her ears, a smile on his face.

“You don’t have to.”

As soon as her words were out, he pressed their mouths together again. This time, a bit firmer than before. She gasped into the kiss, not quite expecting it.. Which allowed him to quickly deepen the lock of lips, running his tongue along her lower lip.

Neither of them had any idea how long they sat there, tangled in each others embrace. But when they finally stopped, catching a breath, Katherine wrapped her arms around Bucky’s neck. She nuzzled her face under his jaw, both of his arms wrapped around her. Both were perfectly content, comfortable.. Sleep soon took over Katherine once more. Bucky didn’t move a muscle, continuing to hold onto her until he too felt sleepiness overcome him..

“Goodnight Kat…” He whispered into her hair, before pressing a kiss to her head.

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jmdbjk · 1 year

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The Astronaut.

I am just going to unfurl these thoughts as I listen to the song and lyrics and watch the video. So much symbolism in the video.

The spaceship crashed and Jin sitting there, watching it burn.

Is the spaceship the juggernaut that is BTS? BTS did crash into the world on debut and the world did not know what had been unleashed upon it at that time. Or is it life in general or time itself? Maybe it represents Jin, Jin’s life.

Maybe it is life’s (many burdensome) obligations.

Time has gone by and Jin does puzzles (games) while waiting. Solving his puzzle involves adding words to represent the elements of his time with BTS and Army. “The planet is coming back soon.” The planet is BTS? The planet is home?

His room is full of little easter eggs. The guitar that Chris Martin gave to him. The Music of the Spheres album... posters of Coldplay, amongst other things. And Chris’ cameo appearance as the news anchor on tv...

Then he sees the signal (light beaming to the sky)...it’s time to go. He’s been waiting and is ready to answer the call.

His suit is slightly too small... he’s grown a little during the time he’s been waiting. Or he’s lost his original suit and had to borrow a new one? The cut of the black suit seems somewhat old-fashioned, and the color black is very conservative and also a color for mourning. Perhaps it represents something that is outdated... This is an intriguing detail.

The little girl looks like international Army. And of course, because she represents us, she is adorable... I was going to guess her age but later in the video, I can tell her front teeth are growing in so she’s about 8.

He puts the helmet on her to keep her safe. Then he looks back at his home... jesus, I’m crying as I write this.

And off he goes, running forward to his future, whatever is awaiting. Just like they’ve been doing all these years.

That’s a nice neighborhood, I wonder if its a movie set or a real neighborhood somewhere. I am expecting a behind the scenes video of this MV at some point. I think the small town street scenes are for sure a movie set. There are a lot of those in California.

I love this image:

He is speeding to his future by himself. Sure of himself. Not afraid in the least bit.

And then he’s pushing the little girl off to ride by herself. She’s a little scared and doesn’t want him to let go.

As much as we don’t want to, we can do this, guys, we can do this by ourselves (omg the tears!)! WE HAVE TO DO THIS!

We will have to hold our photos (memories) close to us for a short time.

We are Jin’s universe.

When he gets back to the ship, it has settled into the environment and the trees have grown up around it...it’s been a long wait.

And then it lifts off. The inevitable... life... time... obligations... whatever it represents, moving on as it does regardless.

And the dude in the FORD truck that stops to pick him up. And Jin rides off into the sunset. For now.

The sign at the end... Tejon Ranch? If that’s what it says, that is north of Los Angeles. The scenery matches that location.

Last scene of the MV when he completes the word on the puzzle... F A M I L Y.

We hear the bicycle bell and he rises to go see us. The anticipation on his face... (my god, how am I typing coherently at this point...)

I have a dumb question, at the start of the video, what does SBSM mean (appears at the bottom left of all the MVs)?

And this number in the yellow circle on the top right?

I can’t believe this song is almost 5 minutes long. I want it to be even longer. What a great song! I think it has great general pop appeal in that potentially non-Army/non-fans will like it a lot. The music video is so sweet and poignant for us who are very invested, and yet, repeating what I said, it has great general appeal as well. The location choice, the girl and the extras in the video are very diverse even though the neighborhood and town have a very “small town” rural feel to them. It is very much a video that western markets, especially the U.S. market can relate to visually.

As I write this more than 12 hours after it’s release, The Astronaut is still at the top spot on iTunes. Sorry, Rihanna, apparently Armys’ feelings are stronger than everyone expected. I am certain this is taking a lot of industry people by surprise as well. I mean, it’s Rihanna, who hasn’t released music in a long time. You’d think her song would be hugely anticipated. But we are always underestimated across the board.

Beware anyone else attempting to release music when the next solo albums drop. If Jin can do this with ONE SONG, the rest of you are on notice.

THANK YOU FOR A FANTASTIC SONG AND MV, JIN!!! I LOVE YOU TOO!! WE WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU!!

#kim soekjin #The Astronaut by Jin #Jin x Coldplay #bts military service #i will talk about jin's welive after its subbed

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sunnyie-eve · 2 years

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Celebrity Crush || Theories & More

Paring: Joseph Quinn x Original female costar

Word Count: 2479

Summary: It’s the second day of many for season 4 interviews

Warnings: cute interactions

A/N: For this I’ll be using my OFC in Trouble in Hawkins for this OFC to play her.

Last: Interviews Day 1 | Next: Adorable habit

"Well we don't match today." Joseph smiles as he sees me walk over to the table to get a drink and snack on the mini donuts. "I would lose my mind if we matched today because if you dressed like me..." I start to laugh. "Just keep dressing like you know I would never." He eyes my outfit. "Got it." I nod my head and head over to my seat. "Just gonna keep eating while we start, huh?" I giggle at Maya. "I'm starving so, yes." She says before we all get ready.

Joe was first asked a question followed by Joseph, then me. "Presley, what obstacles does Skylar face this season and was there any difficult scenes for you?" The girl asks me. "This season Skylar has some trauma and relationships problems. I'd say there's two scenes that were difficult for me. Without giving away too much, one there was multiple sets for literally one scene with just me and one other person so it took a long time, and another scene was slightly a physical struggle because of weight." I say making Joseph slightly chuckle behind me because he knew what I was talking about. "You calling me fat?" Joseph asks as we move onto the next person. "I didn't say that. You're putting words into my mouth." I turn around pointing my finger at him.

The guy asks Natalia about being back with the whole pandemic thing. Joe gets asked about Steve and Dustin because fans love them. He explains that yes but Eddie's also there so Steve and Dustin are at ends at time. "Don't forget about me." I put my finger up. "Yeah, Skylar there's too but like with Dustin there's Eddie there for her too." He adds. Maya gets asked about how stranger things changed her life while Joseph gets asked what can fans expect from him. "Presley, seeing from the trailer and what Joe said, What can we expect from Skylar and Eddie? Is there another Billy and Steve situation going on?" He asks me. "Umm... for starters Eddie and Skylar are best friends this season. He's there for her while she goes through things while Steve isn't. So I wouldn't say it's another Billy and Steve situation, but to some people could say that it is though."

The next guy asks what of our characters features do we miss or enjoy playing. Maya talks about how Robin and Steve are very supportive this season. Joe didn't think about his character but Maya's. He then asks if we ever tried learned D&D during the seasons. "It's very complicated. It's seemed really cool to get into, sit you just really have to sit down." Natalia explains. "Yeah, I tried learning to play and it's fun to be apart of but there's just so much. And sometimes the planning and yeah... it's just not for me. Joe, you love D&D right?" I look back at Joseph and he makes a face doing his tongue thing I found adorable. "I can't believe you're owning up to that. I can't believe you." Maya tells him so he explains him playing for the first time.

The four of them get to take a break before we do the theory video but I had to go do my friendship test with Sadie. "Ahhh!" Sadie points at my outfit and I see today I sorta match with her. "Oh my god!" I laugh walking over to her. "We're so gonna pass this test now." She gives me a hug. "I hope we do but then again we're sorta going against Millie and Noah." I shake my head because they were best friends and basically a chaotic brother and sister duo. "We so got this. We're basically sisters." She says before we start.

"I'm Presley." I smile then look at Sadie and she introduces herself. "And we're doing a friendship test." I start. "And Noah and Millie will also be completing a friendship test so we will see who's really best friends." Sadie smiles. "Like you said, we got this." I nudged her with a smile. First we had to mimic a hidden talent. "You have so many though... Oh, she has the ability to pick up languages fast. She also can name what language it is when she hears it." Sadie snaps her fingers at me. "I don't consider that a hidden talent but okay. For you there are so many too. You can sing but that's not a hidden talent because everyone knows that... Ugh." I try to think of one. "Can being an incredible spy player be an answer?" I give her a look. "That's my hidden talent." She agrees. "She always wins it's ridiculous."

"Trust falls? I trust you but can you catch me? I'm bigger than you. Let me take my shoes off." I laugh. "I'll catch you don't worry. I'll go first because I completely trust you. I'd trust you with my life." She gets ready to fall back. "Okay. Whenever you're ready." I let her know ready to catch her. "Told you I trust her." Sadie smiles at the cameras. "So you trust her?" The producer asks me. "Of course I do, but if I go down... I know she's going down too." We laugh. "You ready?" She asks me. "I promise we both won't go down." She makes me lean back and she gets me. "Told you." She hugs my waist as I laugh.

Next we had to compliment each other with emojis. "Okay, there's a smiling face with hearts, the upside down smiley face, purple heart, the shh face, and a fox." Sadie sees what I sent her. "It's because you're such a lovable person, you can be serious and funny when needed, you're someone I trust with secrets, the heart because I love you and you know that's the only color I use, and your foxy." I explain them to her. "Okay, I got music notes, halo smiley face, heart, an alien, and birthday" I smile at mine. "I fall in love with your voice when you sing, you're such a sweet person and anyone can talk to, I love you, you're a bit out there at times when you open up to people, and fun to be around." She smiles so I hug her.

Next was rapid fire questions so stretch my arms making her laugh at me. "What is you friends favorite snack on set?" We're asked. "Oh, the seaweed crackers." I point my finger at her. "I do and you always have a bag of munches near you." We high five each other. "Biggest pet peeve... People eating with their mouths open and loud." I make her nod her head. "I can't choose one because there's so many. People in general." She laughs, "Like walking too slow, attitudes, singing songs when you don't know the lyrics, using words the wrong way." She starts a list. "Yeah, just people." I laugh.

Next was what each other's zodiac sign was, "Oh my god it's either Libra or Scorpio..." Sadie looks at me confused. "Well I at least know you're an Aries. Wow, Sadie.." I cross my arms. "My mind went blank..." She pouts. "Scorpio but I don't feel like one when I read things I go, no no no that's not me." I explain answering her. "She's a morning person." I roll my eyes. "And she's a night person." Sadie laughs. "Our sleepovers are terrible. She crashes about at 11 at night." I look at her. "I don't see how you can stay up till 3am or even longer sometimes." She shakes her head at me.

"I knew we were gonna do well." Sadie hugs me. "I was nervous because it was Noah and Millie but then again we're like sister." I hug her back. "Thank you for testing our friendship glamour. We'll see you next time." We tell the camera before we end it. "What do you have next?" She asks me. "Stranger Things Fan Theories with the Joe's, Natalia, and Maya." I pop my neck. "Remember how you said I'm someone you trust with secrets..." She follows me as we walk off. "Yeah?" I look at her confused. "Why haven't you told me you have a crush on a new cast member?" She gives me a little smile with a wink. "I don't know what you're talking about." I laugh at her. "Come on, Presley... I know that look. Season two with someone that played my brother. Remember I was the only one who knew you two secretly dated while we filmed the whole season..."

"Shut up before someone hears you. We were secret for a reason." I slap her arm. "Even though I know, I still want you to tell me." She grabs onto my arm. "I don't have a crush on Joseph. If that's what you think." I glare at her. "I don't think, I know." She glares back at me. "I gotta go." I leave her. "I know the truth!" She yells as I leave the room going to the other four for the next thing I have to be apart of. "It's nice for you to join us again." Joe smiles as they stand and sit around. "Thank you for letting me come back." I smile at him. "How'd it go?" Joseph asks as I go sit next to him. "I think we did better than Millie and Noah. Sadie got one question wrong in rapid fire. It was about my zodiac sign." I let him know. "You're a Scorpio." He says making me look at him shocked, "I never told you what I was though." I eye him. "But I remember your birthday so I know what your sign is." He makes me smile.

"Excuse me." Joe forces himself to sit between Joseph and I on the couch so I give him a look, "Us men stick together." He makes me laugh as the girls take their set on the other side of me. "We barely fit." Maya says as we try to not squish each other on the couch. As we start we all introduce ourselves. "PaulDePaola theory is; The whole show is just an elaborate D&D game. The kids are actually all grown up and fantasizing about their imagined childhood nightmares. Love this theory." Joe reads it off and we talk about it before Joseph goes next and doesn't know how to pronounce the name making us laugh. "Aydnalgl theory is, Eleven will end up being the villain, whether of her own accord or under the control of the Mind Flayer. I'd say this is the most feasible theory." Joseph tells us. "That could easily happen." I agree.

"Animestrangerthings theory is; I'm probably going to get negative comments, but I'm going to list off facts as to why I think Robin is a Russian spy." Joseph reads another one. "I guess I learn Russian alarmingly quickly. Appear from nowhere... I like the idea." Maya nods her head. "Snoo-22937 theory is, Wow I've been so focused on the chest hair, I never realized that Steve was wearing Eddie's jacket in the sequence. Maybe this could mean Eddie could have sadly died and Steve wears his jacket as a memorial sort of thing, just a theory." Joe reads. "For one it's a vest." I add. "Yes, a very metal Dio vest." Joe agrees. "Yeah, you do have a distracting chest though." Joseph says making me laugh. "Yep, I had to wax it for season whatever." Joe agrees. "Season two because you had to be shirtless in the showers with Billy and Tommy H." I let him know as Natalia takes the theory's now.

"Mas Sonia theory is, If you notice in every season there is a death of a character that starts with the letter B: Benny, Barbara, Bob, Billy. The only character remaining is Becky. Also, we had some scenes with her mom and Kali the girl with the 008 tattoo but the story is not completed I think." She reads as they talk I stretch my arms behind Maya and Joe. I accidentally hits Joseph shoulder making him smile while I apologize. "ShayWolfie; I feel like it's possible that Nancy might die saving Robin's life. They're going to be together and paired up for the entire season. Robin was once Barbs best friend too so I'm sure they're gonna bond over that." Maya reads then explains the book.

"This is from Twitter. Crysteries theory is, Max gets powers and becomes an avatar sort of person for the Mind Flayer. I don't know." I read and give my thoughts. "No one's gotten powers." Maya adds. "RachelLeishman theory is, Alexei is also still alive with Hopper cause Alexei deserved better." Natalia reads and we all agree. "itslunacassidy theory is, so my first theory is I definitely have a feeling a major character (or 2) is going to die this season. My list is Steve, Dustin, Skylar, Nancy or Max." Natalia reads the next one. "I'm order of preference or?" Joseph asks making me glare at him. "Rude." I let him know. "StrangerEmmie theory is, could there be some elements of time travel next season? There was several hints of this last season. Including the obvious Back to the Future reference." Maya reads the next one.

"CookieCutterButter theory is, Skylar and Steve break up because he's still in love with Nancy. Now Skylar will get with Eddie but when she dies, Steve will realize she was the one all along." I read and we all start to laugh. "Man I see some people really want me to die. No but that's a theory alright." I nod my head. "Heather Anton's theory is The Upside Down is just another portal to Middle-Earth. Samwise has gone to return to Frodo, his one true love." Joseph reads. "I'd love that to be true." He adds and Maya was confused so we explain. "Look at this dude theory is Max is being possessed and that Eleven is going to get her powers back. Of course Steve might die only cause he's laying down in the season 4 trailer as if he was dead." Maya reads and we says it's strong.

Once we were done I walk over to Joseph, "When Vol 2 comes out fans will be saying Eddie deserve better." I let him know as we start getting ready to leave. "I don't think so." He says making me look at him. "Are you kidding me? Fans are going to fall in love with Eddie as soon as they see him/you." I place my hand on his shoulder. "You could be right." He thinks about it. "Not could, I will be right." I laugh. "I mean how can they not fall for the Joseph Quinn." I give him a smile.

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