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bangtansfavwriter · 4 years

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🥞☕brunch café owner! jin☕🥞

tw: a tiny mention of anxiety and shitty people that you may have encountered in school / uni ( but a lot of fluff to make up for it! )

- so far, your day was a complete catastrophe, im not even gonna tone it down, it was a complete shitshow to be honest

-it was like god woke up and went "i’m gonna let y/n have a shit day lmaoo"

-you overslept and missed your bus... on the day you had an appointment with your lecturer about your term paper

- after tripping on the stairs and hitting your knee, you hobbled to the office where this gollum lookalike was already waiting for you

- your lecturer was unreasonable enough to not let you extend your deadline for your paper... the one book you needed wasn't in the library for the past 3 weeks and there was no other edition available. so you explained the situation multiple times even at the beginning of your writing process, you even wrote him mails to explain the issue

- but this man who literally radiated boomer energy with every particle of his being really had the audacity to not answer, not even to your second mail and then he actually said that he does not understand "how someone of your age doesn't manage to even get a simple task as writing a paper" done

-you explained the situation again but he was pretty much tone-deaf to your situation and didn't even care when you said that you're actually gonna go to the library now to get the book scans

- so you went there already drained and exhausted from that conversation

-but the library was an even worse experience tbh .......

[fic mode: on, hohoho]

The lady in the library yelled at you for no apparent reason after you informed her that the scanner wasn't working and made you look stupid in front of other students who were there until one of them intervened and helped you out, which you appreciated. But this whole situation grew even worse on you after you left the library because your anxiety kicked in. You went straight into a quiet alley nearby and started crying quietly. "But hey!" you then exclaimed angrily, while wiping away your tears "At least the paper is gonna get done, right?! because who gives a shit about mental health and all huh, Mr. Go?!" and you started sobbing again. "Dickhead... And that stupid library lady... with her stupid fat 80s glasses. And her ugly yeehaw look...". This was something you wouldn't ever do in public, crying and ranting that is. but the alley was quiet, your only company was a stray cat that was sleeping underneath a tree's shadow. or so you thought. "Ugly yeehaw people and their ugly ass clothes, like... go read a magazine or something...". You started feeling more liberated with each mild insult you'd utter, so you went on. "Ugly library lady and her giant wart, like who the fuck are you? yubaba?" you heard someone snort and start laughing a squeaky laugh that almost sounded like a windshield wiper. Taken aback by the unexpected witness to your mild breakdown, you stood still at first, then looked around, left and right, but you couldn't see anyone. "Over here!" you heard someone say. You looked around again and sighed when you still couldn't see anyone. "Did I finally lose my mind?" you mumbled to yourself, only to hear the squeaky laugh again. "Hey! Turn around and look up!". You got up the bench and did as you were told by the omnipresent voice and finally saw the person it belonged to. Up at the 1st floor, there was a guy looking down to you from his tiny balcony that had plants hanging down from it. He smiled at you when your eyes met and you felt your heart rate go up in an instant, as you realized this stranger, this awfully handsome stranger witnessed how your petty little rant and crying about yubaba's twin in the library. "Tough day, huh?" he asked, you just nodded and quickly wiped your face with your sleeve. "Oh no, hold on" he mumbled and suddenly disappeared from his window, leaving you behind with a surprised look on your face. A box of Kleenex suddenly landed in front of your feet, as he reappeared at his window. "Just one would have done it, too, but thank you. I appreciate it!" you said and smiled at the guy. While you wiped your face, you heard another something land on the bench. You looked up again to the guy who, all of a sudden, avoided your gaze. "That'll help, you know..." he said and looked at you in surprise when you started laughing. What he threw on the bench was a... bar of chocolate. One that also happened to be your favourite. You looked at him and gave him a huge smile that made his heart flutter. He looked away shyly and scratched his head. "Tough day, yeah... but this right here," you raised the chocolate bar, "this makes it all better, you're right about that. Thank you!" The stranger couldn't help but look at you once again. He almost felt compelled to it. It was like staring at the sun when it sets, you know that you shouldn't stare at it directly, but it's so breathtakingly beautiful that you can't help but look. He intently watched you while you happily munched on your chocolate and smiled to himself. "What's your name?" he asked you. "Y/N! How about you?" - "I'm Seokjin. You can call me Jin..." - "Nice to meet you, Jin. I wish it would have been under different circumstances, though. I'm actually quite embarrassed about that, but chocolate helps with that, too." You two smiled at each other. "You know what, Y/N? Sometimes good things happen at weird times. Don't be embarrassed about crying earlier. I'm the last person who'd judge you because of that. I know that library witch, by the way... That Yubaba comparison was spot on!" You laughed out loud - he very much wished to hear this sound more often now. "Y/N, I gotta get ready for work now. But I'm gonna share one last bit of wisdom with you. I know a good remedy for bad days." - "Better than chocolate?" - "Oh, yes. Even better than chocolate. There's a café in XX street. There's a whole lot of lavender growing right in front of it, you can't miss it. That cafe has the best pancakes in the entire city." - Oh my god, pancakes are the best thing on earth!" - "(!!!) You must go there and try then! They're fluffy and come in 5 different variations and the sweetest maple syrup! I'm telling you, if you have a bad day like this again, go straight to that café." He already got you at pancakes, so you definitely would go there. "I'll finish this damn paper and then go reward myself with pancakes! In one or two weeks I'll get like 2 plates of pancakes then!" - "That sounds perfect!", he laughed. Shortly after, he excused himself and you two bid farewell. He disappeared from his window and your troubles had disappeared from your soul. You went home with a smile on your face, thankful for the kindness he had shown you and hoped that you would see him in the café some day. "Who knows... Maybe he's a regular there. It sounded like it."

Roughly one and a half weeks later, many all nighters and a whole lot of take out food, you finished the paper and handed it in. Liberated from this massive pain in the ass, you went straight to the café that your thoughts circled around during the times you weren't busy with your paper. "God, I hope he's there...", you thought and thought of Jin, who you thought about as much as you dreamed of the huge plate of pancakes you were going to get now. The café was not very far from where you lived, you walked there in about 15 minutes and recognised the place by a very accurate description Jin has given you. The smell of lavender bewitched you as soon as you stepped into the alley the café was in. Lots of flower pots were in the front of it, not only was there lavender but also gardenias and petunias. The flowers were all around the tables outside. "Of course, the flower boy loves the flower café" you said to yourself and smiled. The café wasn't too busy, as you came by at a rather early hour, when there were still lectures for most students and older people were busy at the local market place. You were greeted right away when you entered the café, by a younger man, probably also a fellow student, who was wearing an apron and gave you a warm welcome with his bunny smile. He showed you to your table at the window side from where you could watch bees hurdle at the lavender pots outside. You ordered shortly after, it didn't take much thinking when you saw the "Eat the stress away" menu, with regular pancakes, hashbrowns and a tea/coffee option. "Excellent choice! It's my personal favourite~", your waiter added. You glanced at each other. "Fellow student?" you asked and laughed when he suddenly looked at you with a gloomy look, but joined you in laughter right away. "Shared struggle", he said laughing, leaned over real quick and whispered: "I'll get you some blueberry pancakes, too. I'll tell the chef you're a friend of mine." - "Oh my god, thank you!" He winked and went straight to the kitchen, while humming a tune. Well, this was certainly the sweetest waiter you'd ever encountered. But you had your eyes on the door, hoping for a divine intervention that would lead to Jin coincidentally walk into the café when you were there. Around 15 minutes later you finally sipped on your coffee and were about to devour the fluffiest pancakes you'd ever had on a plate in front of you. The hash browns were a tad bit disappointing, as they had a slighty burnt taste and weren't spiced very well, in your opinion. But the pancakes were absolutely amazing. Their soft and fluffy texture was complemented with butter and the sticky-sweet maple syrup that as truly as good as Jin said. And the blueberry pancakes were so good that you feared losing control over your facial expressions. Your waiter came along to your table, after he got the newest customer orders to the kitchen. You invited him to sit with you, which he gladly accepted. "How do you like it? They're really good, right?" - "I think this is what the kids call 'foodgasm'...", you answered and the two of you giggled. He looked at your plate and noticed the hash browns that you put at the edge of your plate. "Oh? Didn't like the hash browns?" he asked with wide eyes.

"They're slightly burnt, I think..." you said shyly. You were never one to criticize the cook when you didn't like your food in a restaurant. The only time when you actually complained was when you once found hair in your soup in a restaurant, and even back then you apologised for the trouble whereas it was clearly the chef who was at fault. "Please don't tell anyone, this can happen sometimes, I accept that." you quickly added, but your waiter shook his head ferociously. "You paid for this, so it is our duty to bring good food to your table. Our chef is a perfectionist, I don't understand how this can happen anyway. I'll get it sorted out, but not without teasing him. Can you wait a little until the customers are gone here. We close for lunch time. So people are gonna leave soon." You agreed and waited, while befriending the waiter - Jungkook, a 2nd year student who was currently doing a side job at "Café Smeraldo". After the last customer left, Jungkook decided to call the chef by yelling across the café. "He's also the manager you know. We're a bit short-staffed, you know... This is gonna be funny~~ JIN-HYUNG!" You almost spat out your coffee and started coughing as soon as you heard that name. "JIN-HYUNG COME OUT OF YOUR BUREAU! YOU BURNT A CUSTOMER'S FOOD!" He cackled after he heard noise coming from inside, while you sat there mortified. The door from the staff room slammed open and you instantly wished to turn into dust, as said manager/chef was the guy who consoled you on one of the worst days you've had in your academic life. The two of you stared at each other in shock, but before he could say anything to you he started scolding his younger co-worker and the two of them started bickering, while you continued sipping on your coffee, because this whole situation was soon more entertaining than it was mortifying. At some point Jin shushed Jungkook who shut up right away when he realized that this wasn't playful bickering anymore. Jungkook bowed deeply and went to the kitchen where he started cleaning. "You're friends with the boy?" Jin asked and sat down at your table. He looked tired, you thought. "No, actually we met earlier, but I suppose we just clicked very fast." - "So this kid got you my famous blueberry pancakes on the house, huh?" - "...I guess so. Look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you trouble. I really didn't want him to say anything about the hash browns either." He quickly glanced at them and grabbed one to take a bite, but put it down again before doing so. "I can see it already", he said "you don't need to apologise, it's my bad." He sat there with a gloomy expression and sighed. "Tough day, huh?" you asked and smiled at him when he laughed at your reference. "Tough week is more like it. We're a bit short-staffed at the moment. But enough of me and my manager melancholy. Finished your paper?" You were surprised by his sudden change, but you went along. "Yeah, I turned it in earlier and came here right after. I gave you my word after all." You smiled at him, and he felt the same rush that he had experienced the day he first met you. You continued: "You were right, by the way. These pancakes are everything!! Especially the blueberry ones. Is that your recipe?" He laughed and nodded. "I'm glad you liked them!" he said. "I'll serve you better hash browns the next time, pinky promise. I got a phone call while preparing 3 orders, yours was the only one that suffered from it." - "It happens sometimes. Don't dwell on something so minor." - "Says you, who cried beneath my balcony because of some witch!" The two of you giggled. He looked at you with a look, that made your cheeks burn. His gaze was fond and soft, it was the kind of look you have whenever the sky looks pretty, or when a bird lands near you and sings a little song. Neither of you could break the look you shared, as neither of you could describe a bond that was apparently now formed with chocolate and pancakes. It was him who spoke up first: "Got room for more pancakes?". This question took you by surprise, but pancakes are always a welcome surprise. "Hell yeah, you can never have enough pancakes." - "I need more proof for that, but based on that sentence alone I can say that we may be soulmates, Y/N." You started laughing, as did he. "But why? What do you have in mind? Also, I'm surprised you still remember my name." His cheeks got a very apparent pink hue after your remark and you noticed how grossly you were endeared by this man. "Y/N... How could I forget..." he said with a low voice that made your heart flutter. "How could I forget someone who made me believe there was a banshee at my door for a solid minute!" He broke out in his loud and squeaky laughter as soon as he saw the pure offence and shock on your face, after he said that, because *that* was certainly not what you expected to hear. "You're mean, oh my god!" you exclaimed but had to laugh, too. You guys needed two minutes to calm down again. The pink hue on his face was still there and you felt the rush of confidence in you. He noticed you looking at him and spoke up:

"Y/N... How could I forget someone who has made me smile on a day I didn't feel like smiling at all? I got the news my cook had to quit on the day we met. I thought this was the end for my café. But then, I met you, shortly after I got the news. And seeing you going from crying to happily munching on some chocolate despite having issues that made you cry in public in the first place... Seeing you forgetting your troubles with something so small as a chocolate bar. I don't know... I felt hopeful for some reason. And I love this feeling. And, god... I really hoped you'd take my advice and come here to have my pancakes! (he chuckled) But I have to admit something... I so regretted not asking for your number. For the past week I jumped through the kitchen door everytime a customer came in...". You were pretty sure your heart was soon gonna explode through your chest. He hid his face with his hands and sighed. "I'm not like this at all~" he whined, before facing you again. "But... How about I make us some more pancakes now? And hash browns, if you like. I haven't had breakfast yet and well... I really want to make you pancakes. Can I?" His voice became thinner with each sentence he added, since he came shyer with each bit. You chuckled, in disbelief about how your rapidly beating heart became so calm, yet so full when this man told you he wanted to make you pancakes. No nervosity whatsoever, no second thoughts, nothing. An epiphany over pancakes... Who would have thought? This was safe. This was a safe place for both of you, and both of you felt it.

"A breakfast date then?"

"Breakfast date it is."

"I like the sound of that."

💕

epilogue:

-you two enter the kitchen after you insisted on watching him cook for you-

jk: hyu- oh, hi y/n! you guys know each other? ah hyung, i cleaned up everything and tidied up in the bureau. i'm sorry about earlier. (bows again and stands there shyly)

jin: (sighs very deeply) come here, you dodo.

the two of them shared a short but sweet hug, after which jungkook had a huge smile on his face again. jin and you shared a look and the same thought as you looked at jungkook after.

jin: jk, you wanna have pancakes with us?

jk: huh? yeah sure, i'm actually pretty hungry... (he smiles at you two) I'll go clean up inside real quick and prepare the table! yayy, pancake brunch with friends ☺️ (he leaves you two in the kitchen)

you turned to jin and smiled. "don't even start." he said quickly, while he started getting the ingredients out. "AWWW~~" - "NOOO!"

-the end-

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choiced · 7 years

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TXT TLK; chris x oc (?)

my take on the prompt phrase, “that was fun, let’s do it again sometime!” set in a canon-divergent version of the freshman, where a wrong number text turns into something more.

author’s note: i wanted to try something a little out of my comfort zone, so here’s a “fic” written entirely in texts. this is pretty self-indulgent tbh, and written with an OC instead of the MC (since being roommates wouldn’t quite work with this concept), but i hope you guys enjoy it nonetheless? thanks @hollyashton and @zigisbisexual for hosting!

Chris P. - 9:57 AM hey do u remember which hall prof atiyah’s class was moved to?

Chris P. - 9:57 AM im gonna be late

xxx-xx73: - 9:58 AM Assuming you mean her gen ed class in two minutes, we’re in Block G, second floor. The room next to the vending machine outside.

Chris P.: - 9:58 AM thanks zack. why r u typing funny?

xxx-xx73: - 9:59 AM Are you implying typing with proper capitalisation is funny, or just that my typing style is unusual to you?

xxx-xx73: - 9:59 AM Also, not Zack. That might explain it.

Chris P.: - 10:00 AM ...not zack?

xxx-xx73: - 10:00 AM Nope. Delilah.

xxx-xx73: - 10:02 AM Atiyah just walked in. You might want to speed up a bit.

Chris P.: - 10:02 AM damn it

Delilah: - 10:11 AM Are you the blond guy who just came in?

Chris P.: - 10:11 AM ha, yeah, that was embarrassing

Delilah: - 10:12 AM I think Professor Atiyah is just inclined to humiliate any and all tardy students. No need to be embarrassed, “Mister Powell”.

Chris P.: - 10:13 AM oh god, just chris will do. please

Delilah: - 10:16 AM Haha, alright. Chris, then. Nice to meet you.

Chris P.: - 10:18 AM i’d say nice to meet u too, but i’m not sure who i’m supposed to be looking at

Chris P.: - 10:18 AM i spot at least seven people on their phones right now

Delilah: - 10:20 AM If their texts are coming from people as entertaining as you, I don’t blame them. Especially in the face of this dull lecture.

Chris P.: - 10:21 AM entertaining?? i can’t tell if u’re flirting with me or insulting me to be honest

Chris P.: - 10:22 AM and you didn’t answer my question about who you are. where are you sitting?

Delilah: - 10:22 AM I think I’ll keep the mystery going for a while longer.

Delilah: - 10:23 AM And I’m definitely not insulting you, so I guess by process of elimination...

Chris P.: - 10:24 AM ha, cute

Chris P.: - 10:24 AM so if this is a mystery, can i make guesses or something

Delilah: - 10:25 AM Guess away.

Chris P.: - 10:28 AM ur name’s delilah, so im guessing u’re a girl? are u the one in the front row? two seats from the far left

Delilah: - 10:29 AM Ha, god no. I haven’t sat at the front of the class since sophomore year of high school.

Delilah: - 10:30 AM Also, that girl’s hairstyle is way too cool for me to pull off.

Chris P.: - 10:31 AM hmm

Chris P.: - 10:34 AM are u the one in the middle row? yellow jacket. hiding her phone behind her textbook

Delilah: - 10:36 AM Nope, I’m a little more bold about my ‘misconduct’, as Atiyah would no doubt call this. And totally staring at you now, so this should make your guesses a lot easier.

Chris P.: - 10:36 AM i dont see anyone staring at me?? wait

Chris P.: - 10:37 AM oh

Chris P.: - 10:37 AM hello

Delilah: - 10:38 AM Ha. Hello.

Chris P.: - 10:40 AM u were totally my next guess

Delilah: - 10:40 AM Pfft, of course. Also, stop turning around before Atiyah catches us.

Chris P.: - 10:42 AM sorry. it’s just nice to look at u

Chris P.: - 10:42 AM i mean

Chris P.: - 10:43 AM u know, because we’re talking and it’s nice to see someone’s face when u talk to them. not because u’re really pretty or anything.

Chris P.: - 10:43 AM i mean you ARE pretty, but

Delilah: - 10:44 AM Damn, I can literally feel you freaking out from over here. Stop worrying, it’s fine. I get what you mean.

Delilah: - 10:45 AM ...Nice to know you think I’m pretty, though ;)

Chris P.: - 10:47 AM i mean, yeah?

Chris P.: - 10:47 AM and for the record, u could totally pull off that other girl’s hair

Delilah: - 10:49 AM Haha, good to know. But if I ever dye my hair, I think I’d sooner go for purple than green.

Chris P.: - 10:50 AM actually yea, i think purple would suit u

Delilah: - 10:52 AM Definitely. I’d be a total babe, ha.

Delilah: - 10:52 AM What about you? Ever thought of dying your hair?

Chris P.: - 10:53 AM nah. but the whole rainbow trend really speaks to me

Delilah: - 10:55 AM Pfft.

Chris P.: - 1:04 PM hey! i wanted to stop u at ur desk to say hi earlier, but u disappeared right after class finished

Delilah: - 1:05 PM Hi again. Yeah, sorry about that. I had another class right after, at the other end of campus.

Chris P.: - 1:05 PM ah, understandable

Chris P.: - 1:08 PM i was wondering if maybe u wanted to grab lunch with me?

Chris P.: - 1:08 PM with a few of my friends! we’re walking into town to check that new pizza place that just opened

Delilah: - 1:10 PM Crap, I don’t think I can, sorry. I’ve already made plans. Rain check?

Chris P.: - 1:12 PM ok, sure, no problem!

Chris P.: - 1:13 PM see you around!

Chris P.: - 11:58 AM hi stranger! how’s your morning?

Delilah: - 12:01 PM Hello Chris. It’s been good so far. Only had one class earlier, so today’s a breeze!

Chris P.: - 12:03 PM awesome! i was wondering if you’d want to hang out?

Chris P.: - 12:03 PM i just remembered prof atiyah’s assignment from yesterday so i was thinking of hitting up the library for it

Delilah: - 12:04 PM Um, I’ve actually got a meeting with my RA soon. Maybe next time?

Chris P.: - 12:05 PM oh yeah, sure

Chris P.: - 4:32 PM uh, hey delilah

Chris P.: - 4:34 PM i was just thinking about our texts? and, um, i just wanted to say, im sorry if i came off as pushy or anything. i talked to one of my roommates and she said maybe u weren’t cool with the idea of hanging out with some guy u only know because he texted you through a wrong number lol

Chris P.: - 4:35 PM so it’s cool if you dont wanna meet up! i hope you still want to chat, at least. i kind of like talking to you

Delilah: - 5:27 PM Hi again, Chris. Wow, that’s really thoughtful of you. But please don’t be sorry! If anything, I should be the one apologising.

Delilah: - 5:29 PM Well, I mean, it’s kind of complicated? And maybe a little stupid. But I’m not very... talkative... outside of texts. I get really nervous talking to people face to face. And when I get anxious, I get quiet. Then I don’t talk much?

Delilah: - 5:32 PM So I’m a little bit scared you won’t, um, actually like hanging out with me in person. I’m sorry if it seemed like I was avoiding you, or anything like that. You’ve been a blast to talk to, and it’d be nice to chill at the coffeeshop some day or something. Just, uh, be warned?

Chris P.: - 5:34 PM ok wow u have no idea how relieved i am

Chris P.: - 5:35 PM i dont really know what to say except i’d still love to hang out with you? i mean i know we haven’t actually texted that much but for what it’s worth i think you’re great company.

Delilah: - 5:35 PM That’s... really sweet, thanks.

Delilah: - 5:36 PM But I guess it’s just easier to turn up the charm through text?

Chris P.: - 5:36 PM psht, who said anything about charm? :P

Delilah: - 5:36 PM You did, obviously. Clearly, you find my awkward charm very irresistible.

Chris P.: - 5:37 PM LOL

Chris P.: - 5:37 PM Aaand there’s the wit I’ve missed

Delilah: - 5:37 PM Ha!

Delilah: - 5:38 PM ...Thanks for talking to me about this, Chris. It was nice.

Chris P.: - 5:38 PM no problem, it’s all good!

Delilah: - 5:39 PM Oh, and... I know it’s kind of late for coffee, but if you wanted, I could meet you at the cafe in twenty? Just... for a quick chat or something.

Chris P.: - 5:40 PM i’d like that! at six?

Delilah: - 5:42 PM Six it is! I’ll be there.

Chris P.: - 5:43 PM awesome!

Chris P.: - 5:43 PM uh, you remember what i look like, right?

Delilah: - 5:44 PM Of course. Well-set features of an all-American golden boy...

Delilah: - 5:44 PM With the subdued expression of a kicked puppy as Professor Atiyah chides him for being late.

Chris P.: - 5:44 PM oh god, that’s the worst impression of me you could possibly have

Delilah: - 5:45 PM Haha, hardly. But I guess this coffeeshop date is coming at a good time! I can get even better impressions :D

Chris P.: - 5:45 PM date, huh?

Delilah: - 5:46 PM Um, I mean. Appointment? But that sounds too clinical. I just... You know what I mean.

Chris P.: - 5:46 PM to quote u, “damn, i can literally feel you freaking out from over here”

Delilah: - 5:47 PM Ha! Touché.

Delilah: - 9:13 PM Hi, Chris. Thanks for hanging out with me earlier, that was great! Though coffee, dinner and dessert has probably left me two breaths away from a genuine food coma.

Chris P.: - 9:17 PM hey del! im glad u had fun. and the crepes were ur idea, so

Delilah: - 9:19 PM True enough! But really, thanks. I haven’t had an evening out in a long time, and I guess I really needed it.

Chris P.: - 9:19 PM no problem! im glad we did this, it was fun. we should do it again some time

Delilah: - 9:20 PM Yeah, I’d like that, I think. I’ll see you in Professor Atiyah’s class tomorrow?

Chris P.: - 9:20 PM definitely. good night, delilah!

Delilah: - 9:20 PM Good night, Chris.

#choicescreates #playchoices #chris powell #the freshman #tf #mine #m:w #it's a mess but #idk i had fun writing it

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btsneeds · 7 years

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alright im making a story and I really hope you guys like it! I know we all dont have the same biases so i made the guys name “Rome” instead of jimin or bambam or whatever. You can substitute the name for you bias if you want.This is my first story so please tell me how im doing! thank you and enjoy!!! and please dont steal my story!

victoria's pov

"Alright bye, dad! I'll see you later!" I yelled out by the door getting ready to meet my friend Elizabeth at a tattoo parlor. I turned eighteen a week ago and I really wanted to get one then but I was too busy packing my stuff to get one.

Hey girly are you close yet? my uber just dropped me off, theres a rlly hot guy here. help.

I read Liz's text as I was getting ready to buckle my seat in my white G-Wagon I got as a present last year for Christmas.

"Hey, Siri text Liz, I'm on my way and how hot?" I say to my phone or Siri in specific. The parlor is just down the road from where I live, very convenient if I want more tattoos in the future. The shop is a part of a building probably a block wide and is shared with a small cafe. The word cafe makes it sounds so fancy, like something in France but it looks more of like a hang out spot.As soon as I got out of my car I was engulfed in a hug by Liz.

"Girl, I went in there and a boy with tattoos all along his arm is he hella fine. Not only is he tasty looking but he is 18." Liz said gushing over this guy.

"Okay, chill. I'll be the judge of how hot I think he is. But anyway I was thinking of getting a flower on the side of my boob. What are you getting?" I asked her while locking my car and into the parlor with Liz at my side.

"I'm thinking of getting 'You Can' in a very minimalist font on my wrist." She replied.

" Hey, do you guys have an appointment or...?" This really cute guy at the counter asked us. He has a very hot/cute fuckboy hair cut but he has one some round glasses. I also noticed that he doesn't have tattoos along his arm but just an inked out band with flowers growing along it.

"Uhh yeah, we have an appointment for two under Victoria and Liz?" Liz stated while asking the boy.

"Alright sweet, just have a seat and they'll come out soon." The boy said referring to the artists. Liz and I looked around the pretty packed shop and sat down on a bench waiting.

"That's not the hot guy I saw earlier, but I hope he's still here and I really want him to ink one of us." Liz said clapping quietly like a little girl. We waited for not that long until a girl and a guy came out from the back to greet us. The girl looked very badass and had some high-rise jeans that were uneven at the bottom that ended just above her ankles, she was wearing a flared long sleeved striped turtle neck under a black silk tank top that could pass as a lingerie top. She paired her outfit with a cute mustered yellow floppy styled hat but it was a suede material.

The guy, on the other hand, looked exactly like how Liz described him. The vibe you get from just looking at him from afar makes you want to know more. He looks like the type of guy your parents don't want you hanging around, yet he does look hella fine.

"Liz?" The guy came up to me asked with a smile.

"Victoria." I smiled back.

"Haha sorry, I'm Rome. Do you want to tell me what you want for a tattoo?" He asked mentioning to follow him. We landed in his office which I'm guessing. Everything is coated with white and back, from the carpet to the floors. There was a cork board hanging above his desk with sketches of different tattoos or artworks that I guess he did.

"I really want like two or three flowers in a bunch just on the side right here," I said rubbing the left side of my side boob. It was more like on the side ribs though. I don't have a huge chest so I thought it wouldn't be as awkward to talk about the placement but he is being very chill about it and it's making my very comfortable and I feel like I'm in safe hands.

"Sweet that sounds cool do you have any preferences on what flowers you want.?" Rome asked. I thought about it while he was drawing what I wanted into a sketch book. It seemed like forever on me just thinking about the flowers so I bravely said. " You choose." Showing a smile.

"Sick alright. " He smiled widely and started to sketch more. "How does this look?" He showed me his drawing of what I wanted and it's perfect. Smiling I said, "It's perfect." He then took me into another room full of tattoo chairs and ink stations. There looked like four other people were getting tattoos I guessed growing off of hearing the buzzing noises of multiple ink stations.

"Alrighty babe, just sit tight right here while I get everything set up." The way Rome said babe can just melt my heart into a puddle. The more I sat there the more nervous I was to get the tattoo. What if I regret it? What if my boobs start sagging and the tattoo starts sagging too? The more I thought, the more I start shaking. Rome soon comes over with a black tray full of stuff and notices that I'm shaking. He kneels down to my eye level and grabs both my hands around his inked out one.

"Don't worry about it okay? It may hurt just a little bit, but it would be totally worth it in the end. Do you think I would get this many on my body if it would hurt a lot?" He told me making me feel a lot better.

As soon as he sees that I'm calmed down he asks me to lay down on my side so my left side could be tattoo-able, and lift up my shirt just above where I wanted it to be hiding my tits. Is it weird that I like having him stare at my boobs even if it's just the side?

"Alright, since this is on the ribs, it is gonna hurt a little bit and if it does you can just tell me and you can have a break if you want. " He said putting his hand on mine. Me nodding in reply, mentally preparing myself for this. As I'm just laying there watching him put on some black rubber gloves, I notice his rolled up gray sweat-shirt casually over his arm tattoos. There was a rose just laying right on his arm, a dagger that was pierced in his skin, and my favorite so far is The Great Wave of Kanawaga just above his rose. These are only a few out of all the many very detailed tattoos on his arm. He then went on to put the stencil on and rubbed it there with a small damp towel. After a couple of minutes waiting for it to dry, Rome turned on the machine letting it roar with a loud buzzing noise.

"Alright, I'm gonna start tattooing okay?" Rome asked and I replied with a nod. As the needle comes in contact with my skin, I try to keep calm while trying to memorize Rome, as if I'm not gonna be able to see him again. Black hair, only about a couple inches and end just right under his eyes, plump pink lips like a chubby little Asian baby and a jawline that the gods would worship. It's not disturbingly sharp but very definable.

Over forty-five minutes have passed and the tattoo is already done.

"Damn this fucking looks nice. " Rome says wiping away the ink. "Do you wanna take a look?"

"I'm so nervous right now. I don't know."

Rome laughed and said, "Let me wrap this up for you and let's see from then. Rome looked in one of the drawers and took out a clear like tape, saran wrap thing and stuck right on top of my new tattoo. He then held my arm lightly pulling me off the bed and placed his hand on my lower back and lead me to a giant wall mirror and positioned me to where I could see the flowers. I turned my head and looked at it.

"Oh wow. This is beautiful." I said is gasp. "This is more than I wanted. Thank you." I said hugging him.

"No problem, I'm just glad you like it. " Rome said. "Alright, I think your friend is done. Do you wanna go out?" Me nodding in response.

"Tori! Look at mine. I'm so excited,,," Liz said and continued to talk about a party this weekend or something. And me drifting off listening to Rome talk with the boy at the counter earlier. "That was my last one for today, soI'm gonna head out." He said putting on his coat and walking out. "Right let's go get something to eat. " Liz said dragging me out of the parlor and to my car. getting out my car keys I see Rome get on his bike and putting on his helmet. While putting on his helmet he catches me looking and smirks and get on his bike starting it and riding away.

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the rest of this post will be under a readmore cause its really just for me to have handy an itll probably be a little long

ok so like i said a bunch of times already today, i keep having dreams about one specific tooth of mine falling out??? so now im convinced its actually gonna fall out

anyways now im gonna try and write down and analyze my dreams (or at least the ones i remember) and try to figure out How My Poor Tooth Will Go

so from what i can remember, the first dream i had about this tooth falling out was earlier this month (may) or late april. the dream started out normally?? like more normal than having a tooth fall out i guess…i was in my ap lang class and the teacher wasnt my normal teacher, it was this math teacher at my school that everyone just fucking hates. she was being a real bitch and when i answered one question wrong, she literally kicked me out of ap lang? the whole class like i wouldnt get credits for the class and i couldnt take the exam or anything i was just gone for good. obviously i was pissed about this, so i screamed and kicked things and did my usually anger breakdown thing and walked out of the class, heading to guidance. i cant remember which of these events happened first but at one point i was walking down the hallway (which now that i think of it, seemed more reminiscent of a hallway at my middle school) and i saw 3 of my friends (maybe 4 i cant remember) and they were doing karaoke in the middle of the hallway since there was a tv hanging from the ceiling. paige was singing and she was really getting into it. at another point in the dream, like i said, not sure if this was before or after the karaoke thing, i had to get on a bus in order to get to guidance. while on this bus, i had to talk to this girl i used to be friends with but told to fuck off freshman year cause she was toxic and i wanted to get ride of her. she just talked to me like normal?? like she didnt hate my guts for calling her an annoying bitch lmao?? and i just talked to her normally too which was fucking weird…anyways after i got off the bus, i was at guidance. the door to the guidance offices looked like the? jungle?? or whatever??? like some environmentalist designed the place…there was even a hug recycle bin there. i just kinda stood by the door for a while…i think my Dumb Ass couldnt figure out how to get in the door. i just kinda gave up i literally just said “fuck it i gotta go im late to drama practice” which is weird bc im not even fucking in drama. but nonetheless, i went to drama practice. drama practice was held in some huge ass library and the only other people there that i was talking to were my friend dana and my?? drivers ed teacher??? we were supposed to be practicing a scene from les mis which i guess was what play we were doing (i think?? i was cosette and dana was eponine and my fucking drivers ed teacher was marius…) but instead of practicing, we were just talking about the bullshit that was the fact i was kicked out of ap lang like a week before the exam. and then?? my tooth (top left, second from the front left tooth) just fuckign fell out and i started gushing blood and then i woke up…

after that, i had an assortment of little dreams i can hardly remember where my tooth (the same one as always) either falls out or is pulled out. i remember in one its very violently pulled from my mouth and the only other thing i remember from that dream is that this bitch, holly, was there (she didnt pull out the tooth tho i think mikan tsumiki pulled out the tooth). in some other ones, i remember that my tooth was already pulled out before the dream and i would like keep it in the socket in my mouth and pretend like it was still attached?? which leads me to my other very vivid and most recent dream,

so, this one i had last night. its kinda in the opposite order the first one was in, it started with the tooth and ended with ap lang. so in this one, i started off in a dentists office. my dentist was actually my psychiatrist?? but in the dream i just saw her as my dentist but anyways i was talking to her about my teeth and whatever. she asked if there was anything else id like to say before we ended the appointment (kinda like how she would at my irl psychiatrist appointments) and i was like “oh yeah, my tooth fell out” and i just kinda take my tooth out of its little socket. apparently it had fallen out before (like, i long while before) and i had been keeping it in cause i didnt want people to know it fell out i guess?? and when i showed my dentist she was like “oh you pulled out your cracked tooth huh” or whatever and i got really confused because i was under the impression that it had just fallen right out but she pointed out that the tooth itself was cracked. then the bell rung and suddenly i was in the cafeteria at my school and i had no idea what fucking class i had next. so i was just kinda slowly walking out of the cafe when the fire alarm started to go off. i was super confused cause we had just had a fire drill the day before so it didnt make any sense why we would have another. until the principal said on the loud speaker that it was For Real and i started to FLIP. i finally figured out we had D period next, meaning i was supposed to be going to ap lang so i had to find that class so i would be accounted for. i was about to bolt the fuck out when i noticed my ap lang teacher was like right near me. i asked him why he was down by the cafe and not near his room and he said it was cause theres a lot of stuffed lions (tigers?) in his room and he was having electrical problems so it was only a matter of time before one of them caught on fire. so that was weird. anyways we went outside to where we were supposed to wait if there was a fire and i played some kind of hopscotch? game with some kids ive seen around school but have never talked to. none of them were in my ap lang class but whatever. the fire department quickly put out the fire and we all had to fucking continue school because of fucking course we would. so i went to my ap lang class and looked into the door window of the classroom and it didnt really look like it was on fire it looked more like one of the classrooms in corpse party…we held class in the class directly next to it with the other ap lang class and we were basically coloring. someone stole the seat i was sitting in when i got up for like a second. then like sparks started flying off god knows where and something caught fire and then i woke up.

wow this is already super long…ok well here goes my analysis of the dreams and my prediction.

so the reason im so insistent that i might actually lose my tooth is cause a lot of times, i can correctly predict the future. it happens a lot with dreams especially. like if you know me you probably know im kinda a little psychic ?? in some ways. so im kinda taking this recurring dream as an omen. anyways the fact that in all the ones i can remember, theres something that has to do with school and especially ap lang?? makes me think somethings gonna happen in there. i thought before, in the first dream, the whole ap lang part was because i had my ap exam coming up and i was nervous about it but now that ive finished that and stuff im not too sure. i feel like the karaoke gang will end up being the people i see on my merry way to the nurses office with the tooth in hand, especially dana who has a really big presence in the first and last dreams?? dana was in the karaoke scene, she was there when it fell out in the first dream, and she was in the cafe with me when the fire alarm went off. i think ill probably talk to her about it right after it happens..i dont think she’ll be the reason i get my tooth knocked out tho bc if it does happen in ap lang like i assume then she wouldnt be anywhere near me at the time. i believe the reason my drivers ed teacher was also there was because at the time i had the first dream, i was taking drivers ed. and he was probably marius cause i hate marius and him. also the bitch i hate was there cause i have dreams about her and i being friendly constantly so that means nothing in regards to my tooth. the fact that i was so shocked the tooth was cracked may be my dream just telling me that its gonna crack off and not that it just falls or is just plainly pulled out. my psychiatrist was there because the other day i was wondering when my next appointment was. and the whole stuff with the fire probably came from the fact that we had a fire drill the other day and it also may symbolize the panic and whatever when my tooth fucking breaks off in class. now how exactly do i think itll go down, based on the dream + other stuff??? well like i said, itll be in ap lang most likely. how does one chip off a tooth in fucking ap lang? well right now my teacher is teaching the chinese students that are visiting about american sports so he has a bunch of sports balls sitting on the table in the front of the room. before he comes into the classroom to start class, some kids pick up a ball and play with it for a while. so im guessing my shit luck will cause someone to accidentally hit me in the face with a ball, hard enough to break my tooth. i, or someone else, will then probably have to pull my cracked, loose tooth out of its socket. there will be tons of blood. i will walk to the nurses office and maybe at some point see dana and tell her what happened. and thats what the fuck ive been thinking about all day.

so ya tldr; some kid is gonna knock my tooth out in ap lang probably so

#WOO that was fuckign long #anyways ive accepted my fate i just want my tooth gone #dream log #the world according to britt

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