#back to the signature- it felt weirdly nice to sign things again

[cangrellesteponme]

wife

#yeah i'm not dead woo let's celebrate #my art #kuroshitsuji #kuroshitsuji fanart #black butler #black butler fanart #grelle sutcliff #grell sutcliff #anyway i didn't draw SHIT for a good while and when i got back to it i suddenly hated using the flat marker brush??? #it's part of what makes my signature distinctive so i used it for that but yeah i switched brushes #oddly enough i'm not hating the more textured look? it gets very pixelated at times but it's not awful #back to the signature- it felt weirdly nice to sign things again #i haven't in a while #if you're one of the very few people who also follow me on instagram you'll know i don't use it on there #and the only art i've been doing these days has been original work so yeah nothing on tumblr #and thus the words 'brain exhaustion god stan' have not been written by this comically large hand in a hot minute #enough rambling this is just grelle art because i love her and i know y'all love her too so i thought it would be a nice comeback piece

[buttercupjosh]

Jump Then Fall (The 4 times everyone else thinks you’re Quinn’s romantic partner and the 1 time you actually are)

(Gif credit to @gabelandeskog)

Word count: 5,045

Genres: strangers to friends to lovers

Warnings: none

A/N: I’ve had this specific idea in my mind for about 2 years but never wrote it out because I decided to write other things first and took certain things from this concept and kinda put it into my other stories but after Quinn was named captain in September 2023, I decided to write it out. (Speaking of my other stories, I did write a Quinn fic in 2022, which you should check out). The title and this story is based off of the song, Jump Then Fall by Taylor Swift. It’s set from this past week (October 7th-14th), with additional fictional elements added. (Yes, I decided to publish it on Quinn's birthday because why not?) It’s written with a female reader in mind because I’m a female of color but the reader doesn’t specifically have to be a POC or a woman and there’s little dialogue. As always, I’m open to any and all feedback, comments or questions; just put them in my inbox or dm me. Thank you so much in advance for reading, I appreciate it😌

(P.S. I have other stories (linked here) that I have written for other players as well if you want to check it out)

“I was enchanted to meet you” -Enchanted by Taylor Swift

Prologue

Losing in a fantasy sports league can come with many different types of punishment, whether it’s being forced to eat a pancake for every wrong player you picked or putting in extra money in the winning jackpot. Your punishment for losing in the fantasy sports league you participated in was wearing a very 2014 Tumblr-esque “lol ur not Quinn Hughes” shirt that your best friend got you as a gag gift for Christmas to a Canucks game. This punishment came at a convenient time when you already planned to be in Vancouver for a work conference. Accepting your fate, you proudly donned the cringey t-shirt at the game, and as expected, people did look at you weirdly. What you didn’t plan at all was that your game seats happened to be located next to where a group of some of the Canucks WAGs were sitting. Lenasia, Ethan Bear’s fiance, noticed your shirt and immediately began talking to you. You explained to her why you were wearing such a thing and that clicked an idea in her brain. Lenasia turned away, began talking again to the other WAGs she was with, and was also frantically texting someone. After a brief period, Lenasia faced back towards you and told you to wait after the game because she had a surprise for you. You had a slight inkling of what that surprise was but silently hoped that it didn’t actually come true. 

After the game was completed, Lenasia led you through the tunnels of Rogers Arena and told security that you were with her. It felt weird to hear her say that, considering that you just met her a few hours ago. You stood together outside of the Canucks locker room and the feeling of embarrassment continued to rise within you as the guys filed out, some of them laughed at your shirt and then, you saw him. Quinn was right there, less than 10 feet away from you. Your suspicions were right; you would have just settled for a signed item from him and have no interaction with him but you were actually going to meet him right now. You felt like you were going to pass out but tried your best to maintain your composure. Lenasia introduced you to Quinn and told him the same story of why you were wearing a shirt with his name on it. Quinn didn’t fully quite understand why the shirt was such a big deal but agreed to take the photo with you. He was nice enough to wrap his arm around you with a side hug and being that close together oddly felt natural and comfortable for two people who had just met for the first time. After the photo was finished being taken, Quinn kindly offered to sign your shirt so he inked his signature on your right shoulder. You thanked Quinn and Lenasia again for everything and left to return to your hotel. It was a lot to process but you were rightfully shocked that you started your night fulfilling some silly punishment and ended it by meeting the person whose name is on your shirt.

The following day, you sent the photo of you and Quinn from the night before to your friends and your friends joked in the groupchat that if you played your cards right, you might be next in line to date him. Yes, you posted about it on Instagram and tagged Quinn so everyone knew you actually met him. Since the day after you met was an off day, Quinn had some time to scroll through Instagram and he saw your post. Seeing your post led him to see all of your posts and eventually, he ended up in your DMs.

Do you always look that cute wearing someone’s name?, an Instagram message from a very familiar verified account read. You couldn’t believe it and thought you were somehow dreaming when you read Quinn’s message but it was very much real. You replied back: I guess I always do but I only wear the names of attractive guys and considering this is my only piece that has an athlete’s name, I guess you should consider yourself lucky ;) It felt odd to shamelessly flirt with a famous athlete (considering that most of them wouldn’t give you the time of day anyway) but it wasn’t like you were actually going to date him or be his friend anyway (or so you had thought).

The flirty interaction eventually led to the exchange of numbers and to a long message chain between the two of you that would extend on for months. You did return home from your trip to Vancouver and maintained a long-distance friendship with Quinn. Your friendship with Quinn was great; you trusted each other, shared some secrets, did virtual movie nights together sometimes, sent memes back and forth, told some of your closest friends and family about the other, and communicated on the phone constantly. Once of your favorite things to do with Quinn was that he would always call you during your morning commute to work and on his commute home after his games to decompress after the game. Since you didn’t live in an area where there was an NHL team, your options for seeing Quinn again in person were limited and you weren’t sure if you were going to ever see him again. It felt weird to ask about seeing each other in real life so everything was just kept online until one day, the timing was right to move things offline.

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About a year into your friendship, the right opportunity opened up for you to return to Vancouver to see Quinn again. To the delight of many, Quinn was named Captain of the Canucks and he invited you out to his first game as Captain. You were important enough to him that Quinn wanted you to be there to celebrate that amazing accomplishment; you were surprised by the invitation but excited at the prospect of seeing him again. You used some of your remaining vacation time and paid for your plane ticket to and from Vancouver; Quinn wanted to pay for something so he placed you to stay in the nicest hotel that Vancouver has to offer. You were thrilled to spend a week in Vancouver and hopefully make some fun memories with Quinn while you were there.

Your anticipation for seeing him was slightly halted when Quinn revealed that he couldn’t pick you up from the airport because your flight arrived at the same time that he had captain responsibilities to fulfill in the community so you and Quinn agreed to meet to have dinner later on that evening. Emma, Anthony Beauvillier’s girlfriend, picked you up from the airport to take you to the hotel; you had never met or interacted with Emma before but you appreciated her kind favor. The drive from Vancouver International Airport to the hotel (which Quinn did not tell you beforehand because he wanted it to be a surprise) was normally a 30-minute drive, which turned into an hour drive due to traffic. While you and Emma waited in the rush hour traffic, you talked and learned more about her, her relationship with Anthony, what things are like in Quebec, and what it’s like to be a hockey WAG. Emma had a lot of questions about your relationship with Quinn and was curious as to why you, his romantic partner, weren’t around as much before. You corrected Emma by telling her that you and Quinn were just friends and nothing more and you came to support him as your friend. 

“Are you sure you and Quinn are just friends because he must really like you a lot to pay for you to stay here?”, Emma asked as you pulled up to the Fairmount Waterfront hotel.

You replied yes, you were just his friend and she handed you over your room keys that were passed to her through the chain of command. You thanked Emma for giving you a ride and you both mentioned wanting to hang out with each other again.

Quinn was not kidding when he told you that you would be staying at the best hotel in Vancouver; your room had spectacular views of the Vancouver Harbor and was very fancy. As you got ready for your dinner with Quinn, you began to reflect on your conversation with Emma about him. You could admit that he was endearingly handsome and had qualities that you were looking for in a boyfriend but you and Quinn never really discussed romantic pursuits and outside of that initial flirty exchange when you first started talking to each other and the occasional compliment, there wasn’t much flirting really going on between you. You had always assumed that Quinn had someone, whether it was someone in Vancouver or in Michigan, waiting in the wings for him. Your thoughts were interrupted when you got a text from Quinn that he was coming up to the room. It was happening; for the first time in over a year, you got to see your internet best friend in person and you were ecstatic. Although he had a copy of the hotel room key, Quinn knocked on your hotel room door and a smile beamed across both of your faces as you recognized who was standing at the doorway. Quinn engulfed you in a long-awaited hug and you rocked back and forth. There were many areas in his life that made him feel delighted but hearing you laugh was one of the best sounds to him and holding you in his arms was the greatest feeling.

After separating, you realized that Quinn was dressed for a night in while you were dressed for a night out. The weather app indicated that a storm was rolling in so Quinn dressed to stay in at the hotel, order food, and have a movie night, while you were willing to brave the rain to try some of Vancouver’s cuisine. Quinn thought that you looked nice and wished that he communicated to you that Vancouver storms were no joke and you looking cute in your rain jacket wasn’t going to push him to go out in such weather either. He also really wanted to spend time with you without the distractions that come from him going out in public. You agreed to order in and changed into more comfy clothes while you waited for the food to arrive. Preseason hockey was over so Quinn decided to treat himself (and you) to some authentic Chinese food from his favorite place. As you and Quinn indulged on the delicious Chinese food, you began catching up with each other on what had occurred in your lives recently. As Quinn shared what had been going on his life lately, you heard all of the words he was saying but the only thing you were thinking about was how you just wanted to be together and you would lose focus sometimes as he spoke. You and Quinn kept talking so much on so many different topics that it was almost midnight before you decided to watch a movie. You settled on watching Ferris Buller’s Day Off before drifting off to sleep.

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For Quinn, it felt surreal to wake up the following morning next to you. After being in contact with you for over a year, here you were, right there, sleeping peacefully on the other side of the bed. Throughout the night, Quinn was respectful of your boundaries and no lines were crossed, everything was kept PG. You were awoken by the sound of water running coming from the bathroom and waited for Quinn to emerge out. After he came out of the bathroom, you discussed the day’s plan (which there wasn’t really one) and decided to go to breakfast at a very special place. Quinn still had some time off before the first game of the season so you had even more extra time to spend with him.

On the car ride to the restaurant, you began to imagine what it would be like to live in Vancouver. Sure, this wasn’t your first time there but you saw it in a different light as you were gazing outside of the car window with Quinn by your side. You arrived at your destination and Quinn got out and kindly came around to open the door for you; it was a sweet gesture that he didn’t have to do.

The restaurant was the same cafe that Quinn and Petey tended to frequent and the wait staff at the restaurant was so familiar with him, down to the point that they knew his exact order: plain buttermilk waffles topped with whipped cream, strawberries, raspberries, and sides of bacon, potatoes, and guacamole. The waitress, an older woman named Louise, reminded you of an endearing grandmother figure; she even put your meal on the house as a treat. After the meal concluded and you were on the way back to Quinn’s car, a fan was waiting right outside of the restaurant for an opportunity to meet the captain of their favorite team. The fan approached you, Quinn’s romantic partner, to take their photo together. You wanted to correct the fan for being wrong but you also could tell that Quinn wanted to get going so you let it be; besides, Quinn didn’t even hear the fan address you as his lover. Quinn later on apologized for the fan encounter but it wasn’t an issue for you, you understood who he was and the things that came with being a famous athlete and you expected something like that might happen while you were together. You continued on the rest of your spontaneous day, being touristy around Vancouver, visiting Gastown, Stanley Park, and Granville Island with the cutest tour guide.

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Your time in Vancouver coincided with Canadian Thanksgiving. Dinner is usually held at the team captain’s house and since Quinn is the captain, dinner would be held at his place but since his apartment couldn’t quite hold the entire team, Tyler Myers offered to host dinner at his home. It was exciting to celebrate a holiday together and learn more about each other’s Thanksgiving traditions but it also made you feel a little nervous because you would be meeting more of Quinn’s teammates and spending time with their families. The Canucks team’s Thanksgiving dinner was potluck style and everyone had to bring something so you and Quinn offered to bring a dessert. You decided to make pumpkin chocolate chip cookies and Quinn graciously purchased the ingredients for you and let you use his kitchen. Quinn was a good sous chef; he actually enjoyed baking with you and you both had fun together. You even got into a little squabble over who would wash the dishes before agreeing that you would wash them and Quinn would dry them. After the cookies were done, you both got ready for dinner. 

On the car ride over to the Myers house, your mind began to wander, contemplating about the domestic moment you shared earlier with Quinn and how you would want more moments like that with him. Quinn felt the same way but wasn’t sure how to verbally tell you that. Before you knew it, you had arrived at your destination. You casually mixed and mingled with the other Canucks players and their families; as expected, some of the players had kids and the kids were curious to know who you were and you explained to them that you were Quinn’s friend. Tristan, Tyler’s son, asked if you were Quinn’s lover friend and you were going to tell him no but you were interrupted by the message that dinner was about to be served so you let it go.

Despite your initial nervousness about the event, dinner actually went well and your cookies were a hit. The other Canucks players and their wives and girlfriends accepted you well into their group; they liked you for you and they liked you with Quinn. Due to the fact he’s their captain, some of the guys pushed Quinn into giving a speech and he expressed his thankfulness and gratitude on such a special holiday; he even looked at you when he mentioned how glad he was to have the people in the room as a part of his life.

During the post-dinner relaxation time, you and Quinn settled into watching the CFL game that was on before Tristan came up to ask the both of you to play hide and seek with him and his sister, Skylar. The football game wasn’t that interesting to either of you so you both agreed to play. Since you were the guest, the kids had you count first. 

As you were looking to see where Quinn and the kids were hiding, you observed around the Myers home and began to think about how this was something that you had desired to have one day; a home full of love, laughter, and children. You checked the guest room closet to see if anyone was hiding in there before greeting Quinn by shouting BOO as soon as you opened the door. Instead of stepping out to help you find Skylar and Tristan, Quinn pulled you back into the closet and shut the door for a quiet moment alone. Quinn’s heart was beating super fast, not just because you inflicted fear into him for a brief second, but also because you were close to each other inside the dark closet. You obviously couldn’t see in the darkness but Quinn kept staring at the presumed outline of your mouth because he wanted pull you closer and kiss you so bad. Quinn almost had his chance to ask but was interrupted by the sound of children’s feet pattering on the ground and the door opening. Tristan quickly corrected you that as the counter, you were not allowed to hide until it was your turn to hide. An all-too-familiar chuckle came out of Quinn and you rolled your eyes at him since he was the one who caused you to break the rules before playing another round of hide and seek with the kids.

When it was time to say goodbye, Tristan and Skylar came over to give you a departing hug and Tristan loudly said that he had fun with you, Quinn’s special friend. It warmed your heart to hear his little voice say that to you. Before dropping you off back at the hotel, you had asked Quinn if he was going to stop and get his annual Thanksgiving apple pie slice from the bakery. He had mentioned his Thanksgiving tradition to you only once but it meant a lot to him that you had remembered that. Due to the fact that you made dessert from scratch, Quinn forgot to pick up the pie beforehand to bring to the party and the bakery with the pie that he enjoyed was already closed, but it was okay. Quinn didn’t mind skipping his tradition because he got to make a new memory with you. You and Quinn had such a good time at the Thanksgiving dinner and you had quietly hoped to get the opportunity to spend more holidays together.

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The Canucks home opener was finally here. It was both exciting and nerve-wracking for Quinn; he knew that this day was coming but it felt a little more surreal that it was actually here. Quinn’s parents, Ellen and Jim, even flew in to watch their son receive his official captaincy before jetting off to go watch Jack and Luke at the Devils home opener the following day. You felt a bit of deja vu being back at Rogers Arena, since that was the place you and Quinn had met over a year ago, but that deja vu feeling came in a good way. It was fun to watch warmups with the other WAGs and you got to see Emma again. As warmups went on, you held J.T. Miller’s son, Owen, in your arms while Natalie Miller held her daughters, Scarlett and Scottlyn, closer to the glass to give them a better view to see their father on the ice. Since the day was very busy for Quinn, the only time he got to see you was for a brief second during warmups. Quinn’s heart swelled up with joy when he saw you at the glass, holding baby Owen and he also thought you looked so stunning and beautiful in your outfit. He wanted to pass you a puck but instead, he gave you a quick wink and passed a puck to a young fan with a sign and continued to skate around. 

Warmups were over and the game was about to start soon so you went up to your seats. Instead of having you sit with the other WAGs, Quinn got you a ticket next to his parents. Of course, Quinn wanted you to meet his parents for the first time in a much more formal way but due to the limited time that you all had in Vancouver, it was slightly more convenient for you to meet his parents while at the game. It was a little awkward at first to meet Quinn’s parents because you were just Quinn’s long-distance friend and meeting the parents is a big deal but Jim and Ellen already knew who you were because you were important enough to their son that he had told them about you. Ellen mentioned to you that she suspected you were dating Quinn because he spoke so highly about you, indicating a possible crush but always shut it down by mentioning that you were just friends.

When it was time for Quinn to be introduced as captain, you got delightful goosebumps on your body because you were so proud of him. You already knew he was captain but watching some of the old Canucks captains pass the torch over to one of your best friend’s brought a rush of happiness to you; your heart even skipped a beat as he put on the jersey with the “C” on it. The game itself was amazing; the Canucks beat the Oilers 8 to 1 and Quinn had a 3-point night. Throughout little moments during the game, Jim and Ellen would ask you different questions about yourself and share tidbits about Quinn; it was nice that they were actively engaging and getting to know you. You were worried that Jim and Ellen wouldn’t like you as a person and for their son but it turns out that they enjoyed your presence and it also didn’t hurt that it was really fun to cheer for Quinn alongside his parents.

After the game was over, you, Jim, and Ellen walked down the same tunnels to the Canucks dressing room that you had walked to over a year ago when you met Quinn for the first time but this time, you weren’t as nervous to see him. Still experiencing the high from the evening’s successful game, Quinn was so ecstatic to see you, waiting for him with his beloved parents. When Quinn had invited you to come to his game, he had imagined seeing you again in those familiar halls with his parents in his mind and that moment of imagination came true. In his post-game interview, Quinn had mentioned that he would hold onto the night’s memories forever and you would also hold onto those memories in your own way too.

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Since the Canucks had to leave for a roadtrip after their home opener and you were leaving soon, you had one last day to both celebrate Quinn’s birthday early and also to do something to say farewell to you. Instead of just a big fancy birthday/goodbye dinner, you and Quinn decided to go out for a day on the golf course and out to a casual dinner afterward; you also had to run a few errands because Quinn needed to grab some things before leaving on his upcoming road trip. Quinn picked you up to go with him to drop off his parents at the airport so that you could see them again and he wanted your opinion on some things when he went to IKEA. The car ride over to the airport was fine and Jim and Ellen didn’t mind getting in some extra time with their potential child-in-law. You and Quinn stepped out of the car to help with their bags and give his parents a goodbye hug. While you were giving the Hughes family some space and waiting in the car, Ellen whispered in her son’s ear that you were a keeper. His mother was right and Quinn had known that from the moments that he spent with you, the conversations you shared together and you were everything he ever wanted. Quinn had the keys to unlock your heart but he just needed to use them. Throughout the entire time you were there, Quinn began mentally preparing himself to confess his feelings for you somehow but those plans always fell flat because the anxiety of not being sure if you liked him romantically lingered throughout the air and he was scared to ruin the friendship you shared. He was falling for you hard but he was afraid to take that leap.

With one final wave goodbye, Jim and Ellen left for their flight to New Jersey and you and Quinn continued on the day’s itinerary. Goodbyes were always going to be a bit difficult, no matter who or what you were saying goodbye to. Quinn tried to not wear his heart on his sleeve and be strong but you could tell that Quinn was sad to see his parents go so you reached over and gently placed your hand on top of his. Quinn told you thank you and you shared a quick glance with him before arriving at IKEA. Instead of immediately telling you how he felt, you and Quinn aimlessly wandered around the large store; you had mentioned to Quinn that his apartment was missing a floor lamp in the living room so that he didn’t have to use the overhead ceiling light as much and he took you to IKEA to help him pick one out. Thursday afternoons at IKEA were quiet so it was almost like you and Quinn had the whole store to yourselves. As you walked through the store, you and Quinn looked at the different room setups and asked each other what you liked and disliked about each room setup; you also both began to imagine what it would be like to share a home together. Quinn even absentmindedly grabbed onto your hand and your fingers interlocked together for a brief second before you found the lamps and slipped your hand away to look at them. You picked out a black floor lamp that matched the aesthetic of Quinn’s apartment and continued to wander around the store until you reached the cash register. Quinn didn’t try to hold your hand again and neither of you brought up that moment for the rest of the day. Your time at the golf course was fun; being the self-proclaimed golf expert he was, Quinn did win the game. 

Quinn decided that he wanted to have his birthday dinner/last meal with you at Moxie’s. While you waited for your food to arrive, you gave Quinn his birthday gift. It was challenging to get a gift for someone who could afford plenty and rarely mentioned what they wanted so you got Quinn a signed copy of Golf Kitchen, a cookbook that included recipes from some of the most famous golf clubs around the world, and a grill set that looked like golf items; it combined two of his interests: cooking and golf. Quinn was a bit taken aback by your gift because you didn’t have to actually get him anything; your presence and time spent with him was a gift within itself. He had mentioned it before but Quinn was so grateful to have you as a part of his life and he was going to miss you tremendously once you returned home. You would miss him so much and were sad that your great time with Quinn was coming to an end; you still had an extra full day in Vancouver before your flight early Saturday but the Canucks were leaving for Edmonton on Friday after morning skate. 

After dinner, Quinn walked you up to your hotel room and you and Quinn continued to soak up all of the time you had left together as much as you could before the inevitable departure came. Before leaving, Quinn passed you a signed warm-up puck from last night’s game, mentioning that he owed it to you. You held the piece of rubber in your hand, smoothing your fingers over his signature.

“So now, you own two things with my name on it”, Quinn cheesily told you. 

You were trying to hold back your tears and masquerade your emotions but you began to sob while embracing Quinn for one last time. Quinn felt a bit emotional too and he blurted out that he was in love with you; he decided to be brave and not let the fear take over. You thought your mind was playing a trick on you when you heard him so you looked up at the green eyes that were staring and waiting for a reply from you.

“Did you just say that you’re in love with me?”, you hesitantly asked.

“Um, maybe I should have kept that to myself. I’m sor-”, Quinn rambled.

You cut Quinn off with a kiss, something that he had been waiting a while to experience with you. You repeated that you had loved Quinn back as well. A long wave of relief rushed over the both of you; the jump was worth the fall and you were there to catch him. You didn’t have to say it out loud but Quinn knew that you would always be there for him. Quinn asked if you were available to come back to visit him for Christmas and New Year’s. Maybe losing in a fantasy league wasn’t so bad after all.

#quinn hughes #quinn hughes imagine #Quinn Hughes x reader #quinn hughes fic #vancouver canucks #hockey fic #my writing #hockey writing #hockey imagine #please read my story

[sevendeadlymorons]

Hey I saw your requests where open and I was wondering if you could do an Mc wrote a love poems for them and left them in random spots where they would find them? Maybe with the side datebles?

Thought these two went nicely together so yeah, thanks @kitsune25 and @starcub17, I love these ideas sm x

Brothers + Dateables Reaction to MC Leaving Love Letters and Gifts for Them

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Lucifer

Starts finding love letters addressed to him all over his room

Found one in his underwear drawer the once...

He’s not dense, he knew it was from you as soon as he started reading it, the vocabulary exactly the same as yours and your perfect signature sign off right at the very end

His heart could’ve melted when he also started finding heaps of chocolates and bouquets of flowers scattered with the letters

Let’s the letters and gifts continue, each one getting more creative and filled with love until he decides to go find you

When he eventually finds you, he pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you with all the pent up emotions the letters and presents had left him feeling

Doesn’t let go for a while as he enjoys the warmth of your flush cheeks pressed against his neck

Mammon

Finding letters built up all over his room was so strange to him as he picked up the first one he saw

It had glitter glued on it and a pretty red card inside with a perfectly written love letter

He begins to read it, words stuck in his throat as his heart pounds in his chest after he reads your name at the end, butterflies now forming deep in his stomach

He looks to the side to see some chocolate and a few pennies, which made him laugh as he stuffs them all in his pockets

The gifts and letters kept coming as he began to fall deeper in love until he couldn’t take it any longer; setting out to find you immediately

He soon finds you, grabbing you by the shoulders and pulling you in, cuddling his face into your neck and smiling giddily

He never wanted your gifts and love confessions to end as he held you tight in his arms for as long as he could

Leviathan

Finding the first letter he was straight up shocked. Who would want to give a yucky otaku like him a love letter?

Opening it up to find a little card with goldfish on it and a romantically written love letter made his cheeks burn red

This has to be a joke... but when he read your signature at the end, he had hope. Maybe it wasn’t a joke...

He smiled like a kid who’s crush confessed to him finally and frantically looked for more letters

He soon found your presents, boxes of chocolates and roses tied with a beautiful blue ribbon

He felt his knees go weak and he chuckled, soon rushing out of his room to find you and hold you tighter than he ever has before

After finding you and practically throwing himself into your embrace, he felt a few tears form in his eyes as he soon got overwhelmed, realising how much you may actually love him...

Satan

He started finding letters one day all over his room, one even pinned to his RAD uniform

Opening them, he found they were filled with little cat paws. That alone made his heart skip a beat, but after reading it, it was now thoroughly pounding in his chest

He reads it over and over again as he feels his cheeks glow red and a smile form on his lips

He looks to the side of the letters and sees a bouquet of his favourite flowers and a book he’d recently wanted

He felt so lucky to have you as he held the precious letter to his chest, keeping every single one he finds hidden somewhere in his room

After finding more and more presents, he couldn’t take it as he went looking for you, a smile still prominent on his lips

Crashes into you out of nowhere and holds you to his chest, squeezing your shoulders with the singular rose he found still in his hand, realising he never wants this love to disappear

Asmodeus

Weirdly, finding letters in his room didn’t surprise him as he’s had some fans sneak in his room before to leave them

But when he opened one up and saw it containing petals and a beautiful love letter, recognising the handwriting immediately, he just knew he had to read it

A love letter from you made his heart pound in his chest, rereading it over and over again just to feel the overwhelming feeling of love that was put into it

Right next to it was his favourite perfume and some flowers in a gorgeous gold painted box

He couldn’t contain the tears as they came flooding, rushing to you to give you a huge hug and kiss you all over that sweet face of yours

He truly couldn’t ask for someone as good as you in his life and sometimes, he loved you so more more than he loved himself

May or may not have started sending you presents and love letters back too

Beelzebub

First thing he saw in the morning was a bright Orange letter pressed to his chest

He opened it and inside was a little drawn chicken leg; a stupid food pun written right next to it that made him chuckle

He read it slowly, admiring how much love was put in to it as he began to to feel his heart thump and a sappy smile spread on his face

Then he read your name and he’d never felt as happy as he did then, holding it to his chest and smiling so wide with a bright red face

As the letters kept coming and the little gifts of roses that were actually chocolates flooded his room, the happier and more in love he became until he soon left his room to find you one morning

He pulls you into a hug; holding you like his life depends on it, squeezing you tighter every time he remembers a line from your love letter

You two stay like that for a while until you go off and share the chocolate roses you gave him

Belphegor

Seeing a letter on his side table first thing in the morning definitely caught his interest as he opens it up to find it covered in light blue clouds and stars

He begins smiling as he reads the first line, the handwriting neat and perfected, almost exactly like yours

When he reads the name at the end, he couldn’t stop blushing as he realises you wrote this for him and him only; his heart beats wildly and he places the letter on his knees so he can process the absolute sweetness that just came from the letter

He laughs to himself as he spots the little star projector from across the room, the one he always wanted, along with chocolates in the shapes of moons and more clouds

Feeling this intense love in his chest and these butterflies in his stomach was enough to force him out of bed and go to jump straight into yours

He snuggles into your bed, holding you tightly and rubbing his face into your neck lovingly, pressing you up against him and refusing to move from your side for a good hour

Diavolo

Wasn’t too sure how there were letters all over his room every single morning, but he decides to read one anyway

Picking up the first ome, he begins to read and suddenly it all makes sense as he feels his heart speed up in his chest as he finally reads your signature at the end

He’s filled with love and admiration as he picks up the next one, then the next one and keeps reading until they’re all finished

He keeps them all, along with the little presents of flowers you give him, all kept in vases around his bedroom so he can see them every single day

One letter finally made him realises how much he wanted to hold you though as he quickly made his way towards you

He grabs you and pull you into a locked hug, pressing his nose into your neck and blushing onto your skin as he feels your hands wrap around his back

Holding you there, he realised how much he really needed that hug, and how much he really needed you

Barbatos

Finding letters everywhere was odd to him because he was sure he locked the door to his room...

But also because he was just the butler. Perhaps it’s for Diavolo?

Curiosity got the best of him as he opened it and started reading, soon realising it was a love letter and the writing felt familiar

He got to the end, a smile on his face and read the name... it was yours, and he’s never blushes harder in his life, his stomach funny with feeling of love

He laughs as he notices the huge bouquet of his favourite flowers sat on the dresser, wrapped in a royal purple bow. He was overwhelmed with all this affection but went over to water the flowers a little either way

He decides to pay you a visit after a few days, knocking on your door and pulling you into a pleasant hug suddenly, loosening up when he feels your arms wrap around his waist

He never knew he needed this affection until he actually received it. He’s so thankful you’re by his side

Simeon

When he suddenly woke up to letters all over his room one morning, to say he was confused may’ve been an understatement

He opened one up, an angelic cream colour with neat cursive writing filling the sheet

He scans over it, admiring how perfectly it was written, like lots of time was put into it, and he feels so overwhelmed with love that he can’t stop himself from blushing

After reading your name at the end, that was it, his composure was lost as his face goes red and he covers his mouth, flustered and still trying to accept this was actually happening to him

He smiles deeply as he sees the beautiful white fuchsias placed next to the letter along with a small elegant teacup

He feels so happy. He rushes over to your room and knocks on the door, pulling you into his arms and stroking your hair as soon as the door opens

Brings you flowers from out in the garden sometimes with a little love poem attached to it

Solomon

Woke up to see a letter attached to his wardrobe which honestly startled him at first because how did someone get in his bedroom

But he opened it anyway, noticing it was filled with stars on a night sky, the writing delicate and neat, exactly like yours

He had a hunch it was your letter in the first place but he continued to get flustered whilst reading it anyway, feeling his lips curl up into a giddy smile

He sighs and chuckles at the display of flowers all along his dresser, each one rare and unique and as dark as the night sky, the particular type he loves

He picks one up and inspects it, feeling a smile spread across his lips again as his stomach fills with excitement and his heart fills completely with love

He brings it with him when he goes to see you soon after, meeting you and offering you the same flower graciously, then proceeding to pull you into a hug and rest his chin on your head

He’s never found anybody who’s loved him like you do; his heart couldn’t take it as he holds you tighter, smiling into your skin

I absolutely loved writing this one, thank you so much for requesting this, it made my night x

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[pillage-and-lute]

Pins and Needles: Part 3

Part 1, Part 2

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The butter yellow of the awning of the new tattoo shop carried on inside. The color scheme was classy, though. 

During Geralt’s mostly misspent youth, he’d been inside his fare share of tattoo and piercing parlors. He’d never gotten a tattoo, and his piercings had mostly been his own work, but still, the culture seeped in. He had learned to expect a lot of red and black and exposed brickwork. There was nothing wrong with that look, but he considered the interior of Pins and Needles to be much more friendly. 

The walls were a deep blue, denim, if he had to name it, or perhaps Prussian Blue. It was on all the walls, and the ceiling, with the floor in a dark, smooth wood. He wasn’t sure if that was kept from the last shop or was newly installed. The counter was in the same polished, dark wood, so he supposed it was new. All the accents were dandelion yellow, or yellow brass if they were metal. His leg brushed up against a velveteen chair, something of a vintage style, and of course, in that same buttery yellow. 

The waiting area had the chair, a matching loveseat, and a high-backed chaise lounge in a teal color. It had more green to it’s color than the walls, and was in a lighter shade, but it was adjacent to the color of the walls, and a pleasing focal point. Overall, Geralt was impressed. The blue and yellow color scheme could have easily been overdone, but it was masterful, and clearly completed by someone with an eye for color. 

Ciri was delightedly pouring over a piercing display. Geralt was startled to realize he owned the exact display box. It was, in fact, a large glass terrarium, the metal that same shiny brass. The shelves of piercing were cleverly angled and set within the case so that they were all visible. 

“Nice display case, isn’t it?” 

Geralt turned, and there was Jaskier. He had a BB8 coffee mug in his hand, and a shimmery teal shirt unbuttoned low. It framed his sternum and the peaks of color visible through his chest hair and pointing down in a tempting arrow to--

“urk,” Geralt said, choking on his own tongue. 

“Priscilla found it on the side of the road one day, the legs were scuffed to hell and one was missing, but the glass was intact, so she took it back to her house and fixed it up.”

“I have the same one,” Geralt managed, the tips of his ears reddening.

“Oh, as a display case?”

“Um, it’s a terrarium.”

“Is it really?” Jaskier beamed and Geralt felt like he was dying. “I always thought it was a funny shape. It makes such a lovely focal point along that wall though.”

Ciri was beaming as well. “Dad keeps succulents in his. Is Priscilla the lady that does piercings?”

“She is,” Jaskier said, tilting his head so that his hair flopped and Gerald got a better view of his undercut and dangling chain of a cuff piercing on his ear. “Are you in the market for a piercing, miss...”

“Ciri,” she said, sticking her hand out to shake. “And my dad might get a tattoo sometime, but he’s being a baby about it and doesn’t know what he wants.”

Jaskier shook her hand and levelled a devastating grin at Geralt. “Well, some things aren’t to be rushed, but if your dad ever want’s a tattoo, I’ll give him anything he wants.”

Geralt desperately tried to reel his thoughts in from the absolute trainwreck that that statement illicited. Obviously Jaskier was just trying to sell his craft not offer...anything else. 

“Are you taking walk-ins for piercings?” Ciri asked. 

“Absolutely,” Jaskier said, turning and shouting. “Priscilla?” Down the hall of the shop where, presumably, the actuall tattooing and piercing rooms were. 

“YEah?” came the response. 

“Got a consult for you!”

She poked her head out of a room, smiled quickly, popped back in for a second, then emerged. “Hiya, sorry, I was just doing a little sketching, how can I help?”

“I’d like an industrial piercing please,” Ciri said. 

Priscilla tilted her head, eyes squinting slightly as she, apparently, assesed Ciri’s ears. “That’ll suit you well, left or right side?”

“Left.”

“Cool,” she looked to Geralt. “I’m assuming you’re the dad?”

“Uh, yes,” Geralt said, feeling wildly out of his depth. 

“Great, and does she have your permission for the piercing?”

“Oh, uh, yeah, absolutely.”

“Cool,” Priscilla said, digging behind the counter. “I’ve got paper work for both of you, and then we can get this lovely lady poked full of holes.”

Geralt’s stomach flipped over. Despite how many times he had actually stuck a fucking sewing needle through his own ear as a teenager, he couldn’t stand the thought of normal piercing needles. 

“It’s okay, Dad,” Ciri said as they were handed paperwork and pens. “You don’t have to hold my hand or anything, you can wait out here.”

“Great,” Geralt said, looking at the paperwork. Pretty standard stuff, parental release, aftercare papers, all that. He signed quickly and returned the relevant documents, keeping the aftercare instructions. 

“Thanks very much,” Priscilla said, checking for signatures before smiling at Ciri again. “Got any jewelry picked out?” They walked over to the case as Ciri gestured to some. 

Jaskier was looking at Geralt assessingly over the top of his coffee mug. “You know,” he said. “Most dads aren’t this cool about piercings.” He licked a bit of foam off of his lip and Geralt tried very hard to pretend that he hadn’t seen the flash of a tongue piercing. 

“I, uh, I’ve got plenty of bad ones, I’d rather she got her’s done professionally.”

“Bad ones?” Priscilla’s head jerked up. “Can I see?”

Geralt nodded as she was already bustleing over. He brushed the strands of hair that escaped his ponytail back so she could see his ears. 

“Amatur work for sure, although no lasting damage, where’d you get these done?” 

Geralt flushed. “I did them, uhm, way back.”

“Oh god, you didn’t buy one of those cheep piercing guns, did you?” Priscilla asked, poking gently at Geralt’s ear so she could look at the back of the piercings. Jaskier smiled at Geralt’s probably confused expression. 

“No, I used a needle.”

Priscilla pulled back, eyes wide. “A sewing needle?”

Geralt shrugged guiltily.

“Yeah, okay,” she said quickly, turning to Ciri. “Hold out your pinky, you have to make me a promise.”

Ciri’s brow furrowed, but she linked pinky fingers with the excitable piercer. 

“I promise,” Priscilla said, gesturing with her other hand for Ciri to repeat after her.

“I promise,” Ciri said. 

“Not to pierce myself.”

“Not to pierce myself,” Ciri said, smiling.

“No matter what my dad did.”

“No matter what my dad did,” Ciri finished. “I won’t, don’t worry.”

“Good,” Priscilla said, releasing Ciri’s pinky from it’s hold and sending a theatrical shiver of disgust toward Geralt. “A sewing needle, yikes. C’mon kiddo, we’re gonna stick a needle through your ear, and I’ll show you how a real piercer does it.”

She hurried Ciri into the back room, grabbing a couple sealed packages on the way, needle and jewelry, Geralt presumed. 

“Don’t mind Prissy,” Jaskier said. “She’s just very big on piercing safety.”

“No, I agree,” Geralt said. “I was a really stupid kid back then.”

Jaskier smiled and came out from around the counter a bit, leaning against the side, hip jutting in those ungodly tight leather pants. “Ciri seems pretty smart though, does she get it from her mother?”

“Um,” Geralt said, the sight of those long, leather-wrapped legs making his mouth weirdly dry. “I suppose? Her dad was pretty smart, too.”

“Ah, so you’re not her biological dad?” Jaskier said, leaning forward. Geralt wondered for a second if he was fishing, but surely not, pretty tattoo artists didn’t flirt with frumpy guys like him. 

“No, uh, but I’ve been her guardian since she was just a baby so...”Geralt trailed off, unsure how to finish.

“That’s very cute.” Jaskier’s eyes trailed down Geralt, then back up. To his shame, Geralt realized he hadn’t even removed his apron. 

“You know,” Jaskier said, conversationally. “My dad would have never even thought about letting me get a piercing.”

Geralt looked over the form in front of him, piercings in each ear, more than one, even, a nose ring, and that ellusive tongue ring, as well as the colorful tattoos that swarmed over his skin. “That worked out well for him,” he said without thinking, then blushed.

Jaskier, though, laughed, head back, shoulders shaking. “Indeed,” he said at last. “I shrugged off my father’s wishes rather fully, I think.” 

The bell rang as another person entered the shop and Geralt stepped aside as Jaskier went back behind the counter. He sat on the yellow chair and watched Jaskier’s lips--and that hint of silver on his tongue-- as he made the young woman a tattoo appointment. 

Jaskier’s hands, full of rings and swirling ink, were so quick on the computer keys, and when he talked with them, they were so expressive. 

Geralt wanted to hold one. 

Unfortunately, by the time the young woman was gone and Geralt could have possibly had Jaskier’s full attention again, Ciri was all done. Geralt paid, thanked both Jaskier and Priscilla, and went over the care instructions, before he and Ciri crossed the road. 

It felt very much like a retreat. 

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#geraskier #tattoo au #flower shop au #the witcher #geralt x jaskier #geralt is a good dad #but a dating disaster #DO NOT do your own piercings kids

[il0veyoujk]

Unusual roommates

Summary: Nefeli (18) is moving to a new house in the middle of the forest in Seoul. The only thing she doesn’t know is that her new home is haunted...

Warnings: Light mention of harsh language

Notes: None

Τhis is a tickle related ff, if you are not interested in it, please keep scrolling

Lots of love Nef 💕

Nefeli was currently peacefully reading a book on her apartment in Daegu. The weather outside was sunny so she was sitting on her hammock swing near her large window, a mug of fragrant hot chocolate on her other hand.

The 18-year-old girl was enjoying her favorite book, Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens to be specific when her phone started vibrating on the glass coffee table in front of her.

She looked at the ID but she didn’t recognize it and her face lit up. She only hoped it was the owner of the house she wants to move to, in Seoul.

You see Nefeli needed to move to Seoul due to her studies as a journalist and she needed a house as well.

“Hello?”

“Hey, are you Nefeli? I am Min Sangwook, we talked some days ago for the house” the voice of an old man around his late 70s echoed the other line, with softness in it.

“Yes, this is me. Anything new about the house?” the young girl asked politely, with a cheery but calm tone. She was trying her best not to give hope to herself. Mr Sangwook had told her that it would be a little difficult for her to buy this house too soon since they didn’t know how long it would take them to find a new one.

“Yes, you can come to sign contracts even today and then stay in the house. We have already found our new home” he explained politely.

Nefeli used all her might not to scream or jump and fall off of her hammock swing. Finally, she was moving to start a new life!

“Thank you thank you thank you thank you! I will be there tomorrow afternoon! Thank you so much!” she exclaimed, the chuckles of the old man as a background.

“Then I guess me and my wife will see you tomorrow then”

“Yes of course! Thank you once again mr Min! I owe you!” she hung up and rushed to her bedroom to pack her things up. She threw inside her huge, red suitcase all her clothes, which were already folded, her jewelry, some photos and room decorations from her room.

She got out of her pocket her phone and dialed the first person she wanted to let her know what was happening, back in Greece where she was raised “Hey mum! You will never guess who called me!”

 Next day, afternoon:

Nefeli was currently in her car, driving to the house she was supposed to go to.

One of her favorite songs, Believe In You by Amanda Marshall was echoing the car cabin, relaxing the young girl’s souls and helping her calm down, giving her confidence and self-esteem up.

 I believe in you And all I want to do is help you to Believe in you

 As the song was coming to an end, Nefeli’s car was entering a dark forest filled with tall, somehow scary trees. It was almost night and the sky had golden and orange near the ground and as the vision was raising the colors were become darker and more bluish.

As the car was moving more into the woods, she spotted an old house, with a nice, wooden balcony. The building was on a glade, in the very middle of the forest, circled my trees.

She wasn’t gonna lie, the house was scary. As the sun was falling onto the walls, weird and terrifying shadows were forming, like they were young lads while the sound of a light, summer breeze was brushing the leaves was mixed with the nice smells of the fresh grass.

Outside of the house, there was mr and mrs Min, holding hands and sitting on the outside couch on the balcony, drinking some really tasty tea and chitchatting. They both seemed really sweet, warm, and lovable people.

Nef parked the car near the house, next to the owners’ car, and grabbed her backpack. As she was walking near the couple, she heard small giggles coming from the walls of the house and she felt shivers running down her spine. Let’s be honest, the house was a little -a lot- creepy and those sounds weren’t the best ones she could hear. I mean, it was an old house, in the middle of nowhere, in the forest, and it was dark outside. How idyllic! Note the sarcasm.

“We are so happy you are here!” mrs Min told me, shaking her hand. She was an old woman, around her early 70s, a little younger than her husband.

“It’s my pleasure” the young girl smiled warmly. “Can we sign the contracts please?” she asked excitedly, making the owners chuckle.

“Sure, here are the papers and a pen, we hope you like the house” mr Min said, smiling nervously.

To be honest, Nefeli always wanted to live away from the town, in the middle of nowhere, not having people and car horns annoying her and unhealthy smoke hurting her lungs, considering the fact she had asthma, and the fresh air of the forest was exactly what she needed. Plus she would live peacefully. The house may be a little creepy, but she could handle that. She didn’t believe in ghosts and all anyway.

She picked up the pen and scribbled on the papers her signature with excitement. However, as soon as she scribbled on the paper, she felt something scribbling on her lower back, making her squeal and giggle.

The old couple looked at her weirdly and she cleared her throat, shaking that feeling off of her mind, thinking it may only be some soft air.

“Do you want us to give you a quick tour?” mr Sangwook asked her, but she kindly denied, wanting to explore her new place by herself. “Alright then, if you need anything you have our phone. I have seen the money you gave us in my bank account, don’t worry about it. Tomorrow morning we will have our furniture moved so as you can have your own here” the man smiled kindly as she opened the car door for his wife to enter and then proceeded to go to the driver seat

“Thank you so much! Have a nice ride!” she waved at them as she was watching them exiting the forest, leaving her alone.

When they were out of her vision, Nefeli turned around to take a glance at the house and she felt shivers running down her spine. It was like the now almost dark sky was swallowing it and it seem more intimidating than before. And that was what she loved more about it. When her furniture arrives, the place is gonna look so vintage!

She took a deep breath and entered the old building, feeling a cold breeze brushing behind her shoulders and the back of her neck, straightening every hair she had on her body. But she still wanted like hell to live there. It was the best place she had ever seen!

She took a step inside the house and looked around. The inside of the living room was all old and wooden. The kitchen was in the same room as the living room and there were three bedrooms and one bathroom. The two bedrooms were simple, with no decoration at all, and the bathroom was white with a blue bath. Nothing special.

She closed the door behind her and set the suitcase on the floor next to her. She roam around the living room, a big grin on her face. Nefeli plopped herself on the couch, lying on her back.

As she took a better glance over the place, she spotted something weird. Hairbrushes, feathers, toothbrushes, and many other things which were usually used for... tickling.

The more she was staring at them the more she was feeling more agitated. The more she was staring at them, the more she was feeling pokes on her sides. Nefeli was probably too ticklish to even look at the tools. She had never experienced them, not even a feather, but she was getting nervous just by the thought. She was super sensitive. Like it wasn’t even funny how ticklish she was, and all of her friends were taking advantage of it. Like, they would poke her sides from behind every chance and when she’d something cheeky they would tickle her. (a/n true stories lmao)

The only thing is that she has never been tickled on her feet, and those hairbrushes were making her feel the most nervous. She knew she was extremely ticklish on her feet, but she had never received tickles there, except some foot rubs which was tickling her like hell, but she was trying her best not to show it because it was caused by her own mother, and she was feeling too uncomfortable.

“Nononononononoo” she squealed and jumped on her feet, grabbing all of them and hiding them in the first cupboard she saw, sighing in relief when they were out of her vision.

Just then she felt jabs on her sides, making her jump and start giggling alone, not knowing why. “Hehehehehe” she pressed herself onto the wall and immediately all the pokes stopped. “What the fuck was that?!” she exclaimed, unable to hide her leftover giggles.

“I guess I need to go to bed, I imagine things” she sighed and walked to the bedroom to change into her pajamas. It was still the middle of August, so she decided to wear her cropped ones. She set all her clothes into her new closet and plopped on the bed, pulling the sheets up to her shoulder, drifting to sleep.

 Some hours after that:

It was the middle of the night and everything was peaceful outside. Nefeli was sleeping on her bed, dreaming about her new house and how she is gonna decorate it when something woke her up.

Something feeling like she was being... tickled... on her knees.

Nefeli shot up and started kicking on her bed, trying to get that feeling vanished but she wasn’t doing much. She was only able to laugh and laugh and laugh and nothing seem to work to make the feeling stop.

“Whahahahahat ihihihihis thahahahahat?!” she yelled in-between her laughter. The mysterious touch was now moving behind her knees, digging there, making the poor girl throw herself back on the mattress and laugh loudly. Thankfully no one could hear her.

With all her strength, in a shift move, she sat up and reached down to the spot which was being tickled, only to grab... nothing!

She started feeling worried and weird and even scared. “Nahahahaha! Stahahahap” she laughed. However, it came out more like a command than amusement.

Lemme give you a fun fact about Neffie. When she says stops, and she means it, you always can understand that. It will come out as a yell and not as laughter. And trust me, she is able to scare someone with that tone.

As soon as she said that, all the tickling stopped and she heard giggles filling her room. A knot formed in her stomach as she heard those giggles. It was like ghosts were mocking her! ‘Is the house haunted?!’

Just as she thought that a boy appeared in front of her, with small eyes and a gummy smile, winking at her, and then vanished.

Nefeli’s eyes widened and screamed loudly, hiding under the sheets fastly, having a panic attack. She curled up in a small ball of herself, trying to protect herself from possible tickles, but nothing came.

Instead, she felt sleep circling her and her nerves relaxing. It was really weird how fast she felt sleepy in the middle of a panic attack, but she couldn’t help it. She felt an arm rubbing her lower back, helping her sleep more relaxing and without any more disturbing or fear at all.

Just as she was ready to fall asleep, she heard a heave voice whispering in her ear “Goodnight Neffie” and with that she passed out, sleeping sweetly.

 Next afternoon:

Her furniture was finally here and the old one was moved to Choi’s house and Nefeli was over the moon. She had already decorated her room with her favorite posters of her favorite band like Three Days Grace, Arctic Monkeys, and Linkin Park, she had set her bookcase in her room, next to the door, and placed small, fairy lights on her books, photo frames of her and her family and her friends on the window sill, her couch and armchairs in the living room, near the fireplace, and her favorite hammock swing on the balcony.

The young girl was currently sitting on this specific swing, continuing the same book she was reading two days ago, the day mr Sangwook phoned her. She had a faded memory of what had happened last night, believing it was a weird dream and she decided to continue her life without it messing her head.

The weather had started getting a little chilly so she was wearing her fluffy, grey socks and her black sweatpants along with a light hoodie jacket, along with a cub of mint chocolate chip ice cream on her lap.

Nefeli was on the part of the book where Sikes beats Nancy to death in a fit of rage when she heard whispers coming from her behind her. She turned her head, with fear running in her veins, to see who was there. However, behind her was only the wall.

She picked up her phone and dialed mr Min’s number, waiting for him to pick it up. The whispers were keeping going and the blood in her veins was turning cold as the seconds were passing by.

“Hello?” the old man picked up the phone faster than Nef expected.

“Hello, mr Sangwook? It’s Nefeli” the young girl said and everyone could notice the nervousness in her voice.

“Nefeli? Is everything alright?” he asked worriedly, expecting her to say something like a wolf is in her house or something like that.

“Um, I wanted to ask you if everything is alright with the house. Because I can hear weird whispering of giggles coming from the walls since I moved in” Nefeli explained, looking around her to understand who was whispering.

“Oh yeah, I understand what is happening. You may see some mice in the house, don’t worry, it’s not people” mr Min explained and Nefeli sighed in relief. She is not afraid of mice and she believes they are cute. And she knows they are making weird noises, so she believed it.

“Okay, thank you! Have a nice day!”

“You too Nefeli! And if you need anything, don’t hesitate to call us!”

They hung up and Nefeli, returned to her book, humming on Still Loving You by Scorpions.

She raised her vision to take a glance around the trees and her heart melted. The peaceful silence of the forest, the birds’ singing mixed with the light breeze which was brushing against the summer leaves was sending her into what felt like heaven.

All that she ever wanted was silence. Nothing else. Of course, she likes being with people, communicate, having fun, partying, and all, but when she is home, she just wants to be alone, in silence, doing whatever she wants. And this house in the middle of the forest was like his paradise.

She was ready to turn to the next page when her phone started vibrating next to her. She picked it up and it was her best friend, Zoe who was calling her.

“Heyooo!” she cheered happily and placed the book on the glass table next to her, not forgetting to mark the page she was at.

“You are coming over for a coffee and I am not taking no as an answer” her friend playfully commanded, making Nefeli mentally giggle.

You see Zoe was a childhood friend of Nefeli, but she had moved to Seoul some years ago. They were always meeting when Nefeli was coming there or Zoe was returning to Daegu.

“Okay, I will be there in fifteen minutes” Nefeli smiled and before she could, Zoe had already hung up. She rushed to her car, pulling out and driving to her friend’s house.

The car drive was short and fast. The roads were surprisingly almost empty and the music from her radio was the only thing she could hear. Bang Bang by Monophonics was echoing the car cabin and she was murmuring the lyrics.

However, the only thing which was in her mind was the giggles. She couldn’t believe that those giggles were coming from a mouse. Something was up with that house, but she couldn’t find what.

One thought crossed her mind. That the house was haunted. But she couldn’t believe it. Nefeli doesn’t believe in ghosts, supernatural things, next lives, and all. She believes only in what scientists can explain and only in what she can see or touch. So there was no way she would believe that the house she was living in was haunted. ‘Nonononono, something else must be up here’

She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t notice the tall, blond girl who was waving at her from the edge of the road.

Nefeli pulled over and rushed out of the car, into her friend’s embrace, a wave of happiness feeling her.

“I missed you so much!- I missed you too!” they said in unison and then burst into laughter. They had so much time to spend some time together. “Let’s go inside girl” Zoe threw her hand over Nef’s shoulders and they both went inside the house.

  After 30 mins:

“And I hear weird giggles and whispers from the house!” Nefeli had finally finished with the storytime and the two girls both took a ship from their hot chocolates.

“Wait, you mean you live at the house of the Hysterical Ghosts?” Zoe asked more seriously than ever, looking straight into Nef’s eyes like she was the teacher and Nefeli was a student.

Nefeli couldn’t help but start giggling hard. “The what? That’s the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard Zoe! What in the world is that now?”

The blond girl rose an eyebrow at Nefeli and stared at her in disbelief “You mean you don’t know the thrill of the town?” Nefeli shook her head, unable to contain her giggles. She believed that her childhood friends would know her better than that.

Zoe sighed and moved closer to the young journalist “It said that seven lads were living in that house some years ago. When they would come to the town, no one would talk to them and people would always be afraid of them. It was believed that they would torture innocent people just to have fun, that’s why every time someone would pass by that house, they could hear hysterical laughter coming from inside. It is said that it was their laughter of amusement. The locals still say that they were all killed by a young boy who was to be tortured by them and that the house is still haunted by their spirits”

As soon as Zoe was finished, Nefeli’s jaw was on the ground. To be fair, she absolutely and completely LOVES those types of stories. She doesn’t believe in them, but they are so interesting and they are fascinating the 18-year-old girl really much.

“Omg! Really?! Dude, this is the best myth I have ever heard!” Nefeli yelled in excitement, bouncing on the couch.

She was gonna write a story about it, for real. Nefeli has an account on Wattpad and she is posting her stories and this myth about the ‘Hysterical Ghosts’ was giving her inspiration.

However, as soon as Nef saw the clock on the wall, her eyes widened. It was near the time of the Curfew and her house was 15 mins from there.

“I have to go, I don’t wanna pay a fine because of Corona” the young girl laughed and collected her things to get out of her friend’s house, Zoe following close behind her.

“See ya later! And be careful of the ghosts!” Zoe remind Nef, not joking at all, which only made Nef giggle and shake her head. “Yeah, the ghosts are gonna eat me” she smiled and Zoe sighed. “I am being serious, be careful”

“See ya later Zoe”

“See ya later Nef”

And with that the young journalist drove away, going back to her new house.

The drive back home was silent. For the first time in her life, Nefeli didn’t need to listen to some music. However, what her friend told her about the ghosts couldn’t leave her mind. She wasn’t believing it, but something deep inside her was scared. Like, all those nonsense about ghosts was completing this weird puzzle.

‘What if I am indeed living in a haunted house?’ she asked herself, continuing driving, talking to herself driving the whole ride.

Suddenly the thought of her new house is already owned by those ghosts started scaring her. Especially the specific ghosts. Boys who were torturing innocent people for their fun. And now their spirits were haunting every new owner who was staying in this house.  She felt shivers down her spine but tried to brush them off of her mind ‘C’mon Neffie, you don’t believe in this, no one has ever proved that ghosts exist, you have never seen one, don’t let a stupid myth scare you’ she kept trying to calm herself down.

She entered the forest and immediately a weird and tingling aura surrounding her, straightening all the hairs on her body. Like the whole area was... enchanted... It was like she was being followed by something eerie. And that the forest locked when she entered

However, she shook it off and continued driving, trying to forget about what Zoe told her.

She pulled out next to her new home, having almost convinced herself that her friend was saying only nonsenses. She got out of her car, opening her phone to scroll through Instagram, her back still on her shoulder.

She got out of her black backpack her keys to open the door, still feeling that tingling on her spine, but trying to ignore it.

She opened her door and immediately she froze, letting her bag falling on the ground, her jaw along it. On the couch, there were three boys, their feet on the table in front of it, and four others were sitting crossed legs... on the air!

All the heads snapped towards her with shocked expressions on their faces. The four ones who were on the air fell on the floor brutally, and the rest of them shot up from their seats, looking at the girl with their mouths wide open.

“Um hi?” the tallest one, who was now on the floor, said, coming out more like a question than a greeting. He had dirty blonde hair and brown eyes.

Nefeli let out an incredibly loud scream and rushed out of the house, trying to make it to her car. She was ready to grab the handle of the car door when she felt two strong arms being wrapped around her waist and being carried back to her house.

The young girl started screaming loudly and thrashing around, trying to get out of the grip “No! Lemme go! Please! Don’t hurt me!”

The strong grip put her down on the couch, not even caring to take in mind her protests. The lad placed her down on the couch and sat next to her with a cold expression. He was a short guy, with small eyes and cute lips. His eyes were dark brown, his hair had a mint green color and pierced ears.

A nice, a little taller boy with light brown hair and dark brown eyes kneeled in front of her, placing his hands on the couch, smiling softly yet worryingly.

Nefeli pushed herself on the back of the couch, as another boy with black hair and dark brown eyes sat next to her, equally short as the one on her other side. He had the same smile the one in front of her had, his ears pierced as well.

She had a terrified expression on her face, bringing her legs on her chest, hugging them tightly, and looking at all the boys who were circling her, everyone with the same shocked yet anxious expression on her face. She had started believing what her friend told her some minutes before and she was really scared.

“Please don’t hurt me, I’m begging you, I’ll do everything you’ll tell me, just please don’t hurt me!” she yelled, and placed her head n between her knees.

“Hurt you? Why would we ever hurt you?” a boy with red hair and dark brown eyes, with pierced ears and tattoos on his hand asked confused, with puppy dog eyes.

Nefeli rose her vision and looked at all seven of them, ready to burst into tears “Y-you won’t?”

The boys looked at each other confusingly, like Nefeli was telling them the weirdest thing “Of course not, why would we?” another one asked, with large shoulders and weird-shaped finger, blond hair, brown eyes, and a deeper.

“Don’t tell us you believe what everyone says about us...” another one said, with black hair and brown eyes, equally tall as the tattooed one, a hurt of disappointment and hurt in his voice.

“H-How do you k-know?” she shuttered, still not uncurling herself from the small ball she had formed herself. She was feeling truly afraid. Whatever she thought wasn’t existing, was now in front of her, talking to her like they were alive.

The lads shared a look and sighed deeply. “We are not going to hurt you, don’t worry,” the short, smiley one said, sadness taking a place on his smile and voice.

“Who are you?” Nefeli asked, gaining some confidence, but still hiding behind her legs.

“What do you wanna know about us?” the tallest one asked, seriously, trying to hide his emotions behind a stern voice. Nefeli was taken aback by the sternness of his voice and pressed herself more on the cushions on her back, making everyone understand they were scaring her.

“Namjoon, don’t scare her!” the sweet one in front of her scolded the tall, whose name is apparently Namjoon, and then turned to her with a soft smile, rubbing her leg.

And Nefeli surprisingly didn’t flinch.

“We are not what people think Nefeli, we never hurt people, neither physically nor mentally. We could never” he said, his eyes sparkling and screaming honest.

How could she trust them tho? She didn’t even know if they were real or if she was dreaming again. Wait- Was that indeed a dream she had had last night? Or was it them? What the hell was going on?

“Then?”

“We just wanted to make people happy! I mean, I am sure you have already understood and you know we are ghosts, I guess” he said, while everyone else remained silent.

“Who are you? What do you want from me then?” she asked, earning glances from every boy.

“I am Hoseok,” he sweet boy in front of her said “This is Yoongi, then Jimin” he pointed to the short ones “Jungkook, Taehyung” he continued with the red-haired one and the deep-voiced one “And then Namjoon and Jin” he finished with the tallest one the boy with the large shoulders and smiling softly at her, his sweet lips and nose making her melt.

“Call me Jin” he smiled warmly at her, giving her a feeling of hospitality and love. She smiled back and nodded her head

“And we don’t want anything from you Nefeli. We just live here as well as you” Namjoon explained with cute eyes sparkling.

However, except for melting, that made her more upset. There was no way Nefeli was gonna live in a haunted house. Especially with ghosts! Like, no! She bought that house because she wanted to be alone! Not because she wanted to live with freaking ghosts!

“B-But I moved here because I wanted to live by myself, not with seven um... boys” she was feeling weird to say in their face that they were ghosts. It was not polite.

“Don’t worry about it, we are not gonna have any communication if you don’t wanna! We don’t wanna be a burden to you” Jimin assured next to her.

Nefeli immediately felt really bad. It was like she was feeling like she was stealing their home. Where they had lived their life! Where they had spent and they still spend memorable moments. And they weren’t the ones who people were said to be. She could see it in their eyes. The moment she got terrified they were gonna hurt her, the sadness that filled their eyes and faces cannot be described with words. It was sure they could not even hurt a single ant, how could they hurt the young journalist? They couldn’t.

“No! You are not a burden to me!” she semi-yelled and sat crossed legs on the couch, holding a pillow.

How could she make them feel like that? It was terrible! She shouldn’t have said that! It was so mean...

However, the next words shocked her...

“Of course not, you are a burden to us” Yoongi hissed next to her, and then he vanished, leaving an unbearable silence behind him, filling the room.

Nefeli was beyond shocked, even tho the boys didn’t seem as much as her.

“I um...” she tried to say something but nothing came out. She was unable to. No one had ever talked to her like that. What had she done now?

“Don’t worry Nefeli, you are not a burden. He is just um, emotionally attached with the house” Jungkook explained, playing with his fingers, not daring to look at her.

And she only nodded. Like she could do something else...

“Ahhh, I think I may go and calm him down a little” Hoseok said, looking at the ground, “Sorry for that sweetie” and with that he vanished as well.

“Nefeli don’t worry, we are not gonna have much communication with you, you can have your life, and we can have yours” Namjoon explained and they all vanished, except Jimin.

“If you need anything, you can always call us, we will be around” he smiled and left too, leaving her more confused. ‘I guess I just found my new roommates...’ she sighed and went straight to bed.

 Next morning:

Nefeli woke up from hysterical laughing coming from... nowhere... And then it hit her. The boys.

She looked at her clock and groan in frustration. 10:26 in the morning. Nefeli was the hugest sleepyhead on the whole wide universe and she was planning on sleeping till midday, however, the boys had other plans.

She got up from her comfy bed and got inside her bathroom to do her business. She applied lotion on her skin and brushed her teeth before she goes to the kitchen to make some vanilla caramel tea. However, the laughter didn’t die down. It was being kept going. Sometimes some giggles, sometimes hysterical laugher. Sometimes loud, sometimes quiet. Sometimes hiccupy, sometimes airy. Sometimes normal, sometimes hoarse. But it never ended.

She was putting some honey in her tea, when it died down, making her relieved. Finally, her ears could rest. Too much noise for so early in the morning. She hoped that now she lived alone she could have the quiet she wants. But no...

However, she did not want to give in and leave the house. She didn’t have the money anyway. So she was stuck with them.

She turned around, taking a ship from her hot tea, only to spill it out in shock. Jungkook was standing behind her, ready to grab a glass of the cupboard, all red, sweat dropping off of his forehead and drained tears on his cheeks, as a grin was forming on his face. “What the hell?!” she yelled, almost dropping the mug.

“Oh I am sorry Nefeli, I didn’t mean to scare you, I just wanted some water, I am a little tired,” he said casually like he didn’t just appear out of nowhere.

“I am sure you are” Nefeli mumbled jokingly and took a sip from her tea, smiling softly. She didn’t mind the tickling, the laughter, and all, at all, she just wanted her sleep back tho.

Jungkook smirked and walked past her, to the sink to pour some water. Nefeli grinned widely and drank some more, enjoying the sweet flavor. But she didn’t have too much time to swallow properly because the mug was being grabbed off of her hands, placed on the table, and she felt hands kneading fastly her sides, making her scream and then fall into hysterical laughter, trying to pry the fingers off of her, without success of course.

“NAHAHAHA!” she cried and fell on the ground, kicking the air, laughing loudly.

“Hmm, jackpot” Jungkook teased, kneading faster but softly her sides and bringing his face closer to hers, smirking from ear to ear. He was clearly enjoying that. And it would be a major lie if Nef would say she wasn’t enjoying that too.

“PLEAHAHAHAHASE!” Nefeli tried to grab his wrist, but every time he would move his hands higher or lower her sides, driving her crazy.

She was rolling on the floor, rosy cheeks and a huge grin on her face as she was kicking the air and was trying to stop the fingers. However, she was doing it in a way where she wasn’t really stopping him. It wasn’t like she really wanted him to stop.

“Looks like someone is more ticklish then” Jungkook winked at her, bending down fastly and blowing a short raspberry on her side, making her scream even louder. One more positive thing about that house; no one could listen to her shrieks.

Jungkook proceeded and pinned her arms above her head, doing the only one thing which tickles her more than anything; he nibbled on her lower ribs and all the way up.

The lad continued nibbling on her hypersensitive ribs for good 5 more minutes before he decided to show some mercy on her. Jin pulled away from Nefeli smirking, leaving her panting and curling up in a small ball of herself, panting and leftover giggles escaping her mouth.

“Now you are tired as well” he chuckled and stuck his hand out for her to help her stand up.

“Good morning to you too um...” Nefeli dragged her sentence, trying to remember his name, with no success tho.

“Jungkook, I am the youngest out of them” the boy smiled softly.

The silence which followed was uncomfortable, with a hint of comfort. They were standing awkwardly, mug and glass on hands, but the atmosphere was merely. The silence was taking away all the ghost tickles away from Nefeli and was making Jungkook calming down.

Nefeli could still not believe what was happening. She was living with seven ghosts... Some hours ago, she wasn’t even believing in them and now she lives with 7. It was like she was in another universe, with all the paranormal things she had seen in Supernatural. The next thing she was expecting to see was Dean Winchester approaching her. But she kinda loved it. It hadn’t even been 24 hours since she had met them and she was already feeling okay with that and she was enjoying it.

“And what do you think you are doing?” a heavy voice broke the silence and her thoughts, making both their head snap towards the direction where it was coming.

The figure which was standing there sent shivers down Nefeli’s spine as these cold brown eyes were piercing her warm, chocolate ones. The polar glare was hiding an icy breeze behind it and his gaze was towering her, even tho the lad was short. Yoongi was standing there, glaring at both the poor girl and his friend, arms crossed in front of his chest.

“I didn’t see you there Yoongz,” Jungkook said casually, not meeting his gaze tho.

“I think we promised not to have any communication with her!” he growled, pointing a finger at Nefeli who was already feeling too bad. What had she done? Nothing. If she knew they were living there, she wouldn’t have come. And she never pressed or even asked them to talk with her.

“Calm down dude, I just came to drink some water” Jungkook tried to defend himself, even tho he knew Yoongi’s opinion. And he knew there was no way he would change his mind.

“And you were tickling her!” the shirt boy pointed out, his eyes burning. However, they were hiding something else behind that cold mask. There was sadness and hurt behind them. Like, he was missing something.

Nefeli didn’t dare to say anything. She was simply standing in the middle of the two lads, watching them arguing, feeling worse than ever. She could understand he didn’t want her there, and she was feeling too bad that she couldn’t do anything about it. She didn’t have the money to move again, and she definitely wasn’t wheeling to chat with Yoongi. It’s not she was afraid or something, no. It’s just that she didn’t know what to say. She would probably do something wrong and she would make him more upset. And that’s something she never wanted to.

“Jesus dude! We were just messing, chill!” Jungkook complained from behind her, making Nefeli feel even more uncomfortable.

Yoongi narrowed his eyes and then turned to the young girl’s direction, not moving from his spot. His gaze tho was enough to send new shivers down Nefeli’s spine.

“You” he pointed again at her “Are not gonna destroy everything! I was tryna hard to forget! You didn’t come here to ruin it!” he raised his voice, widening his eyes, making him look like he was ready to attack Nefeli. And with that, he vanished.

If we say Nefeli wasn’t taken aback by his tone, it would be a lie. She wasn’t expecting Yoongi to talk to her like that.

“What did he mean?” Nefeli asked curiously, unable to understand the young lad.

Jungkook sighed and set his glass on the kitchen counter, running his hand on his face. He sat on the couch, patting the space next to him for Nefeli to sit.

“Yoongi had a sister around your age,” Namjoon said, as everyone appeared behind her, except Hoseok, and Yoongi, making Nefeli flinch.

“Seriously you guys need to stop popping out of nowhere” she chuckled nervously as sat crossed legs on the couch next to Jungkook, everyone else taking a seat around them “And where is that girl now?”

The lads exchanged looks and sighed deeply, with hurt in their eyes and voice. It was sure that something was up with this girl... She probably had hurt Yoongi too much or they weren’t on good terms and they were fighting a lot. Nefeli doesn’t have any siblings but she knows how it feels to fight with your siblings. All her cousins have siblings and they are always fighting.

“Yoongi and Haeun were really close. She was a really shy girl and really ticklish as well. Yoongi loved to play fight and tickle with her. When he was with Haeun, he was a completely different person. Yoongi was tickling her to tears almost every day. It was their thing. He was so protective and caring for her. We weren’t close with her, because Yoongi was afraid that any of us would fall in love with” Namjoon chuckled at the memory, whispered loud enough for us to hear. His voice was cracking and a soft smile was playing on his face.

“However, one day everything changed,” Jimin said, taking a serious look “One day their house caught fire. Everyone managed to get out, except her. Yoongi tried to get in to save her but failed. They found her inside the house charred after a few days. From that day on, Yoongi could do nothing but cry. She cried for years, blaming herself for not being able to save her. And that’s why he got mad at Jin tickling you. He remembered Haeun”

“Hey! It wasn’t me!” the oldest one complained and all the heads snapped towards him “It was Kook!” he pointed at Jungkook who just rolled his eyes and ignored him “Whatever”

“Remember the hysterical laughter you friend was talking about?” Taehyung asked, ignoring as well his older friend, and Nefeli with confused and still wide eyes nodded “It was hers”

Nefeli felt her heart breaking into tiny pieces. It was so sad that a young person had suffered so much in his life. And even sadder that an even younger person lost her life in such a torturous way. Yoongi wasn’t the kindest boy she had ever met since yesterday, but she of course never wanted him to be hurt at all.

“One day though, we had decided to go on a trip to Berlin to help Yoongi snap out of it a little” Jin looked at her ready to burst into tears “The plane crashed. We all died. Since then, we promised ourselves that we would make people happy and smiling. Like Yoongi would want Haeun to be” he let some crystal tears roil down his cheeks but whipped them fastly with the back of his wrist, sniffling a little. “This house you are living right now is his old home, where she died and their parents rebuild them someday after that. The owners you met are their parents”

“We chose to live here with them because of Yoongi” he explained, looking at Nefeli dead in the eyes.

Nefeli’s eyes widened in shock and felt something inside her falling. This was the most sorrowing thing she had ever heard, but at the same time, she was feeling like she was living in a house which somewhen was filled with love. Yoongi’s love.

“And what happened to the girl? I mean you are all ghosts, they must have been reunited!” she exclaimed, bouncing a little on the couch, ready to cry as well.

“Nefeli it’s not that simple” Namjoon place a hand on her shoulder and sat down next to her “When you become a ghost you live inside someone’s love. But when the person who loves you the most dies you are vanishing forever. So when Yoongi died... We tried hard to bring her back. We really did. But we didn’t manage anything. He lost her forever, and we couldn’t do anything about that”

Nefeli couldn’t help but let the salty tears roll down her now rosy cheeks. She was feeling really bad. Like she had stolen and burn those memories from Yoongi. How could she be so mean? Of course, it wasn’t her fault, she didn’t know that, but she was feeling like it. Like she was so cruel...

“So that’s why he acted like that...” she whispered in realization and everyone nodded “I-I am so sorry, I didn’t know that. It’s all my fault, I think I need to move with my friend until I find a new house,” she said playing with her fingers. Of course, she didn’t want to live in this place, but she couldn’t stand the idea of making Yoongi feel really bad and sorrowful.

“Nononononononoo, it’s not your fault, please don’t think like that!” Taehyung sat in front of her, taking her hands in his own “Nothing is your fault, you couldn’t know about us. And you don’t have to move with your friend. We all know you like living away from town. Please don’t blame yourself about anything!” he smiled sweetly at her, trying to convince her with his eyes to stay

Jin smiled softly and pulled her in for a hug, her back on his chest “Don’t worry, there’s nothing you can do. We will try to convince him to at least be a little nicer to you. And you are not going anywhere!” he said as Nefeli snuggled onto him, making her giggle.

She felt really good in his embrace. Like everything was better. The boys were looking at her in awe and she couldn’t help but blush but she was feeling good. The boys really wanted her to stay with them. They didn’t have someone to talk with. Someone to play with and have some fun. When they were going out of town, everyone would recognize them, so they had to steal whatever they wanted from Yoongi’s parents or from stores.

But now Nefeli wasn’t seeing them as ghosts, but as normal boys. Her friends. And she wasn’t afraid of them anymore. She was feeling nice like she could trust them.

They stayed like that for almost two minutes, in comfortable silence, before Nefeli decided to speak again “Well... I guess we can spend some time together every day if you want as well” she said shyly and blushed a little as everyone’s face lit up and they rushed on them hugging her tightly in a group hug.

At least Yoongi wasn’t there to see them... He would feel really bad and even worse, get mad. And that was something Nef didn’t want at all...

 A few days after:

Nefeli and the boys had created a nice bind. They would eat all together and have movie nights almost every night. The boys were making Nef laugh really much and they would usually tickle her, only when Yoongi wasn’t near tho. They knew it would upset him.

However, Yoongi never appeared. And that was making Nefeli really sad. How she wishes she could talk to him. Learn more things about him and have fun with him as well. But he didn’t want the same things as her. He was always cold towards her.

However, today was a different day. Today all the boys had gone out God knows where and she was alone. Nef wasn’t feeling good tho. She was feeling really down. She wanted to cry but she didn’t know why. It was one of those days where she wanted cuddles and some cheering up but nothing had happened.

She was currently sitting on her bed, crystal tears rolling out of her eyes and down her puffy, now rosy cheeks as some Three Days Grace music was playing in the background. She was curled up in a small ball of herself, burying her face in the pillow.

Suddenly she felt a hand rubbing her back affectionately, making her breathing relax.

“Tae please, leave me alone” she sobbed and snuggled more into her pillow.

However, the voice which rang in her ears wasn’t Tae’s. It was a voice she would never expect to hear again. It was the same voice she heard that night when something was tickling her knees and then whispered goodnight at her. It was the same heavy but sweet voice.

“Why are you crying?” that voice tho was familiar to her from somewhere else. And she couldn’t make the connection then, but now she could. And she was beyond shocked.

She turned around and with her watered, red eyes she saw Yoongi sitting there, trying to calm her down, the same serious expression on his face, and completely taking Nefeli by surprise. You cannot blame her for not expecting Yoongi to be there.

“Wha- Why are you here?” she sniffled, rubbing her eyes and sitting crossed legs in front of him, clutching on her pillow tighter.

“I asked something, why you are crying?” he asked, scooping closer to her. And she didn’t move...

She sighed and looked down on her lap, playing with her fingers “I-I don’t know, I felt like crying, I am sorry, I didn’t want to upset you”

Yoongi sighed as well, taking her hand in his larger one, shocking Nefeli once again. He was showing her his soft side for the first time in so many days he was being rude and arrogant towards her.

“The boys told me that you know,” he said, making her raise her vision, looking at him with her big, doe eyes. “You remind me so much of her, the same hair, the same eyes, the same height... the same spots, you are almost exactly like my Haeun” his voice broke when he mentioned his sister, making Nefeli wonder whether he could help him or not. Whether her presence there was helping him or upsetting him more. “They also told me how you are feeling. And I am so sorry about it. But it was really hard for me to control it. When I saw my parents moving away I felt like a part of me was being uprooted from within me. Then I saw you. You look so like my sister that I felt like you were replacing her here. And I got really mad. I thought that if I were discourteous with you, I would think less about her. But I was wrong. The more I was being rude to you, the more I was feeling bad. And when Namjoon and Jin told me how you felt guilty and you wanted to move again, I- Nefeli I am so sorry. Please don’t leave!” Yoongi’s tears rolled down his cheeks, as he pulled Nef in for a tight hug, rubbing the back of her head and her back soothingly.

“Yoongi please don’t cry, everything is alright, I won’t leave!” she was really taken aback by his sudden action of affection and softness. He never expected him to apologize to her like that. And in such a short time. It had passed only some days since she moved in and it was the first time Yoongi was sweet and kind towards her.

Yoongi felt like he had gone so harsh on his own sister. Looking straight into Nefeli’s chocolate brown eyes, he could see Haeun looking back at him. And he understood that the young journalist wasn’t responsible for anything. He couldn’t stop anyone from having fun and messing with each other, tickling each other and laugh together. He was just missing those moments and he was jealous he couldn’t have them anymore with his sister.

Nefeli and Yoongi stayed cuddled, him in her embrace as Yoongi was mentally accusing himself for Nefeli’s wanting to move away again cause of him.

Suddenly Yoongi felt tears in his soft hair, watering his head. He raised his head and saw Nefeli crying tiny, bitter tears, trying not to make any sound so as she wouldn’t catch Yoongi’s attention. But she failed.

“Now why are you crying?” he asked her, sitting upon his knees in front of her, piercing her with his eyes.

Nefeli sniffled and wiped her nose on her sleeve “I feel really bad. It's my fault you feel that way and I reminded you of what happened and I hurt you so much” she admitted, feeling guiltier than ever. Her mind was being tortured with that thought and her stomach was formed into the tightest knot she had ever felt.

Yoongi’s heart dropped. What had he done to her? “Don’t say that Nefeli, it’s really not your fault...” he caressed her hair soothingly, trying to convince her.

But he was doing nothing. The young girl couldn’t stop blaming herself for what was happening and what she had caused in Yoongi’s heart and the happy memories that they now were dismal she had reminded him. It was all her fault, she was sure about it.

Droplets had stopped rolling down her cheeks and her nose was now unblocked, but she couldn’t help but feel guilty “If I wasn’t there tho, nothing of that would have happened and you wouldn’t have remembered all these, I am so sorry Yoongi” she whispered, playing with her fingers out of nervousness and regret.

“No Nefeli, it’s not like that! Haeun was, is, and will ever be in my heart and I will never forget her, but that didn’t give me the right to be a jerk to you!” he frowned his eyebrows together, his eyes pleading for her to believe him, and his hands gripping hers as he was trying to persuade her it was not her fault.

They stayed like that for a while. No one was talking and no one was doing anything at all. Yoongi was staring at Nefeli and Nefeli was staring at Yoongi.

Until them both burst into loud giggles.

I guess no one is good at starting competitions.

It was the first time Nefeli could hear Yoongi laugh. And he has a really cute laugh. His white teeth were making his gummy smile shining more as his shoulders were bouncing a little from the giggles. His eyes had formed into thin lines and his nose had scrunched up.

They continued giggling like maniacs and as the seconds were passing by, they would die down, but the smiles on their faces would remain still. Yoongi was like a whole another person when he was laughing. ‘He should be like that more often’ she thought.

“Nefeli, I am really sorry for what was happening these days. I was really cruel towards you” Yoongi apologized once again, his smile not leaving his face.

But there was something in that smile.

Something Nefeli hadn’t seen before.

There was pureness. Softness. Happiness. Emotions like them.

“It’s alright Yoongi, really” she smiled fondly and rubbed his arm soothingly.

Nefeli had completely forgotten that Yoongi was so rude to her since the day she moved in. She could now see a sweet boy who had completely regretted what he had done and was tryna make it up for her really hard. She had completely forgotten that he was a ghost. She was seeing him like an ordinary boy who was really pissed off at her. It was really hard for her to get used to living with supernatural creatures when she never believed in them.

Yoongi, on the other hand, was feeling guiltier than ever. He had made her wanna leave the house she was tryna to buy for so many months and she made her be afraid of him. At first, that was what he wanted to do, but then, when his friends told him how Nefeli was feeling, Yoongi felt something breaking inside him. He knew he must apologize and convinced her not to leave like that.

“Please, don’t leeeeeave” he dragged his words in a way like he was begging her to stay. Which practically was exactly what he was doing.

Nefeli chuckled and rubbed his head affectionately “For the last time Yoongi, I am not gonna leave, don’t worry” she said sweetly as he placed his head on her chest, in between her legs.

The two young adults cuddled together and if anyone saw them, their jaws would drop on the ground. Yoongi had always been a cold boy towards everyone except his friends and the fact that now he was showing his well-hid affectionate face to someone except them was more surprising and unexpected.

However, there was only one thing that was now torturing her poor mind. Something she couldn’t forget. That voice that night. That night it was Yoongi who was... tickling her. The same cold boy who was against tickling, that night he was tickling her.

“Yoongi,” Nef asked and he just hummed in response, not meeting his gaze “Why were you tickling my knees that night?” she asked, feeling a blush rising on her face.

“I told you, you remind me of Haeun. I felt like I was tickling her” he said casually, playing with the hem of her hoodie.

Nefeli felt so weird at that moment. She felt flattered and loved by Yoongi and that means a lot to her, but at the same time, she felt like she was replacing her in his heart. And that was something she never wanted to do.

Yoongi continued looking down at his fingers which were still playing with her blouse, when a wide smirk appeared on his face “I know you liked it” he asked, not even looking at her face, taking Nefeli by surprise.

“H-How do y’know that?!” she exclaimed shocked and brutally stopped playing with his hair.

Yoongi just chuckled and shook his head “I can hear people's souls. When someone is happy, I can hear a sweet-sounded bell coming from them. When someone is feeling sorrow, I hear a weird noise, like it’s screaming for help. Every feeling has its different noise. And that’s only when I allow myself to hear it, it’s my own special power as a ghost” he explained like nothing was happening like it was the most normal thing in the world. Nef stayed like that, staring at him with wide eyes and gasped mouth.

“Oh” was the only thing she said, as she felt embarrassment rising inside her. She had never told anyone that she likes being tickled and even if someone had understood something, no one had ever pointed it out. And now it was like someone was exposing her to herself and she didn’t know what to do.

Suddenly the duo felt two more presence behind their backs watching them. Nefeli and Yoongi looked behind them and they both smiled brightly at Hoseok and Taehyung who appeared out of nowhere, smiling softly and sweetly from ear to ear. Taehyung was leaning on the door frame with arms crossed in front of his chest and Hoseok was resting his torso on the wall next to the door, hands in his pockets.  

“Ahh, I see you two are getting along after all” Hoseok exclaimed proudly, taking a seat next to Yoongi and Taehyung following close, and sitting near Nef’s feet.

Yoongi and Nefeli looked at each other smiling and nodded happily. Ahh, who could imagine that an iceberg could get along with a warm girl like her? No one.

“I told you that they would become close after all” Taehyung nudged Hoseok’s arm and they both laughed.

“Apparently Yoongi is a nice company” Nefeli admitted and smiled at Yoongi who was still playing with that hem.

“Don’t tell me you are gonna forget us and stick with him!” Hoseok poked her sides fastly making her fall back with giggles. Her sides have always been probably one of her worsts spots and pokes are somehow heaven/hell for her. They tickle her so much.

“Nohohahahaha I promise ahahaha!” she giggled loudly and she tried to grab his wrists just when he stopped. However, Nef didn’t really want him to stop. After all that crying and heavy aura, she wanted something to lighten up the mood.

The other two boys were smiling smugly at the scene in front of them. Amusement was formed in their eyes and they were grinning from ear to ear. It was the first time Nefeli could see amusement in Yoongi’s eyes and it was probably the best thing she had ever seen. His eyes were sparkling and his cute smile was making his nose scrunching up a little. He was adorable under his cold mask.

However, his next words sent a shiver down her spine and she felt her face heating up in embarrassment.

“She loves it, I can hear her soul giggling” Yoongi smirked and the rest of the boys copied him.

“Is that so Neffie? You wanna get tickled?” Hoseok smirked down at the girl who was now lying on her back on the bed and started poking all around her sides again “That’s great!”

Taehyung felt so happy to see his friend smiling so bright after so long time. It had been many dedicates since they died and he and never seen Yoongi being so happy. Maybe that girl was a blessing after all.

He laughed loudly as he saw Hoseok trying to battle the young girl’s hands which were desperately trying to grab his wrists and giggling like a maniac. So he did the only thing he could think of. He grabbed her flying hands and pinned them above her head and sat on them, making everything 10 times worse for her.

“Nahahahaha lehehemme gohohoho!” she giggled loudly, shaking her head left and right from the ticklish sensations.

Tae wiggled fingers in front of her face bringing to the surface louder giggles. That was the most torturous thing someone could ever do. It tickles her without even touching her “But I thought you liked it” he teased from above her as put his wiggling fingers on her bare armpits, running them up and down softly like a feather.

“Come on Yoongz, join the fun” Hoseok called Yoongi by his nickname to give him more motivation. Everyone knew how much it means to him and they wanted to make him snap out of his thoughts for some minutes.

“Sure” Yoongi smirked and sat on her shins, clawing behind her knees the same way he was clawing that night, getting the same giggles he got then.

Nefeli was giggling like a maniac, not knowing what to try and stop first. It was like tiny bugs were running up and down her skin. Loud giggles were echoing the whole house as she was shaking her head left and right while the boys were only smirking widely down at her.

“Nahahahaha!” she giggled ringingly as the pokes on her sides, the circles on her armpits, and the clawing on her knees became faster. She kicked her knees up and down, trying to stop the feeling but nothing seem to work.

“Aww look how much you are giggling! You must really like this, right Yoongi? What do you hear?” Hoseok teased, poking her ribs fastly.

“Ah I cannot concentrate on her inside noises Hobi, her giggles are too loud” Yoongi replied mischievously as he dug fastly behind her knee, sending her into louder fits of giggles, almost hysterical “See what I mean?”

“She is so ticklish, it’s adorable!” a cute voice sounded from behind them and they both snapped their heads towards it.

Jungkook stood there smiling softly his famous bunny grin Jimin, Namjoon, and Jin who were copying his smile. They had heard all the laughter and they had come there to check what was happening. And to say they were surprised to see Yoongi in that position was an understatement. It was like a weight left over their shoulders.

“Ahh, I still remember her first day here when I poked her sides, how much she was giggling with a simple touch” the bunny-toothed guy continued as he folded his arms and leaned back on the wall, watching Nef squirming under their devilish fingers.

“WHAT?!” she cried but fell back again to hysterical giggles as Hoseok moved his hands to her ribs “It was youhouhouhou?!” she kicked her feet and legs more as her soft skin was being tortured.

“Ah yeah, I saw it too, she is just so sensitive! I bet a single feather could tickle her!” Jin exclaimed and giggled as he heard her giggles becoming loud laughter when Hoseok shook his fingertips on the middle of her tummy.

Namjoon shook his head at her ticklishness “Let’s test it then” he said and did something Nefeli could have never imagined; he moved his hand in a circled motion and a soft, white, long feather appeared.

Nefeli’s eyes widened for a second as she saw him approaching her with the feather in his hand but Taehyung who was now digging into her armpits didn’t let her. The sudden feeling sent her in new fits of pure laughter and a nice shiver down her spine.

“Nanananahahahaha!” she cried and shook her head, thrashing around as Namjoon raised her blouse more and the fresh air hit her warm skin.

“Already giggling girl? I didn’t even touch you yet” the young lad chuckled at her panicked expression and twirled the soft item in between his fingers “Ohokay okay, stop for a sec” he ordered the three boys and they immediately stopped, letting her breathe for a brief second.

Key phrase; a brief second.

Taehyung, Hoseok, and Yoongi had her still pinned down and the other three boys circled them to see what was gonna happen “Watch this” Namjoon smirked widely and kneeled next to her side, lowering his hand towards her tummy.

“Nonononono Namjoon please nonononahahahahaha Namjoohoon nahahahahahaha!” her giggles came out screamingly and she tried desperately to shot her arms down as she shot her arms down but she couldn’t. Those giants were keeping her pinned down for good. Namjoon dipped the feather in her bellybutton and twirled it around, destroying every nerve she had in her body from how much it tickled.

It was really surprising because she knew her bellybutton was not even ticklish when someone tickles her in there with their finger. But the feather... Oh gosh, it makes her feel so sensitive and melts her like ice under the warm sun. The giggles were running out of her mouth like a waterfall and her head was shaking from side to side fastly.

“Wow, even a simple feather tickles you? You are so ticklish Neffie!” Jin giggled along with her and squeezed her side twice, earning a giggly scream from Nefeli “Oh, too ticklish sides? This will come in handy” he pointed out smirking and everyone laughed, agreeing with the oldest.

“Agh plehehehase nahahahahahaha!” she thrashed around and tried to escape the tickles but nothing could stop them from attacking her mercilessly.

All of sudden, she felt Hoseok getting up and Yoongi taking his place before she could even react. Yoongi traced softly his index nail from her elbow down to her hipbone and up to her elbow again and again and again repeatedly while the feather was still twirling around her bellybutton. Never slower, never faster. Up and down. Again and again. It was driving her crazy!

“Mm I think her feet need a massage, don’t you think Kook?” Taehyung grinned widely at the youngest one, who simply smirked and rushed to get one of her tiny feet.

“I’ll get the other one!” Jimin jumped on his feet happily and grabbed gently her other ankle, sitting it on his lap and Jungkook did that same.

“NO! Dahahahan’t you dahahahare!” she cried before they even start, knowing from experience that her feet are one of her worst spots along with her sides and her ribs.

“We haven’t even touched you yet, chill Nef!” Jimin laughed and wiggled his fingers just above her sole to tease her even more.

“NO!” she yelled in between her giggles, causing every boy to stop and look at her with wide eyes.

The ponytail she had was now half-destroyed and pieces of hair were all over her grinning face. However, a small pout appeared on her face, replacing the happing face she had some seconds ago.

Namjoon clicked his fingers and the feather disappeared, Taehyung let her arms go and Hoseok stopped smiling. Instead, a pout formed on his lips, increasing how cute he already looked but at the same time, a hint of worry could be found in his eyes.

“B-But you like it...” Yoongi mumbled under his breath and looked around his friends to understand what was happening but no one was moving. They were all waiting for Nefeli’s reaction.

‘Oh no... I didn’t mean it! What can I do now? I cannot ask them to start again! Poor Yoongi, he looks hurt, I didn’t wanna hurt him! Look at him...’ Nefeli thought to herself, the pout she had on her lips growing bigger, still laying down and arms collapsed on her torso.

However, she felt a weird tingling before a chuckle of amusement came from above her tho and everyone’s heads snapped towards Taehyung “She didn’t want us to stop, it was only a reflex, she just said it” he chuckled again, this time everyone else doing the same.

Realization hit her when she understood what Yoongi said about powers. Apparently, he wasn’t the only one who had powers. Everyone had!

“Is that true Nef?” Jungkook asked, a hint of amusement playing in his as he held her ankle higher and tighter, careful not to hurt her.

“Wha- How do you know that?!” she exclaimed with wide eyes and everyone else laughed at her.

“I can read minds, little one, this is my special power” he smirked as he saw her eyes growing even bigger. That was the tingling she felt.

“I can move things with my mind” Namjoon explained “Hoseok moves faster than light, Jin heals wounds, Jungkook transforms into various creatures and Jimin cheers people up without them knowing” her jaw dropped to the ground as soon as she heard their powers. They were all so different but at the same time so unique and amazing!

However, Nefeli was concentrated on something else. She wanted tickles. And she wanted Yoongi to be happy. She was feeling like she had hurt him. She just learned how much it means to him but yet he stopped them brutally because of a stupid fear. She had never been tickled on her feet before, but she knows this is one of her most ticklish spots. Even the thought tickles her.

Yoongi and Taehyung shared a knowing look and grinned widely, signaling at Jungkook and Jimin to get her feet while she was still didn’t expect them to move.

Electric shots hit her body as she felt five fingers with sharp blunt nails scribbling all over each one of her hypersensitive feet. Nefeli screamed loudly and fell into hysterical laughter, thrashing around and punching whichever angle on the bed she could so as to stop the torturous sensations.

“AGH NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she screamed loudly and everyone tried to cover their ears because of how loud it was, chuckling at her.

Jimin and Jungkook looked at each other, understanding that she was too sensitive there and they had gone too much since the beginning so they slowed down, enough for her to fell into hysterical giggles once again.

She could have never imagined her feet would be THAT ticklish and a simple finger could make her scream so loud.

However, to say she wasn’t enjoying that, would be a lie. She loves playfulness and she enjoys being tickled even tho she doesn’t really know why. She could feel butterflies in her stomach even tho she wasn’t in love with anyone and she could feel that she wanted more.

Yoongi tho sensed that and gave a nod to Taehyung to pin her arms again, sitting on them and everyone else positioned themselves around the squirming girl.

Jin sat next to her side while Namjoon clicked his fingers and appeared the feather again, taking a seat on her other side. Hoseok sat again on her shins and Yoongi on her hips while Jungkook and Jimin remained in their places.

The eldest one poked once her side softly, earning a mini scream in between her giggles which made everyone smile at her.

Hoseok tho didn’t start easy on her. He dug fastly his fingers behind her knees as she squealed and bucked her hip in the air, making Yoongi look like he was riding a wild horse.

Taehyung did the same to her armpits while her feet were being scribbled softly and her side was being kneaded by Jin.

Namjoon had dipped again the feather in her bellybutton and was drawing circles in it fastly, not missing to draw some around it before while with his other hand, he was squeezing her other side.

Yoongi on the other hand was doing everything he could to make her laugh as much as she can. With one hand he was drawing fast circles on her hipbone and was squeezing under her bellybutton, her lower tummy.

Nefeli was sent in the loudest laughter she had ever experienced. She was feeling like electricity was hitting her body. But it wasn’t simple electricity. It was an extremely ticklish one!

Everything seemed to be bearable till that moment. Till that torturous moment when all the teasing started.

“Aww look at you! You are so cute!” Namjoon teased, dipping further the feather in her bellybutton. She blushed really hard, harder than she expected.

Nefeli shook her head from side to side and laughed loudly, knowing that this wouldn’t stop the feeling. At least she tried to. She had never experienced any tool and now that a feather was tickling her, she could say that it was feeling like Heaven and Hell at the same time. Too soft yet too ticklish.

“NAHAHAHA AHAHAHAM NAHAHAHAT!” she laughed loudly, unable to open her eyes to look at any of them.

“Then why do you look like it?” Jimin teased from down there on her foot, pinching and wiggling each and every one of her toes.

Jungkook on the other hand had softly pulled back the ones on her other foot and he was scribbling fastly on her poor sole, setting on fire Nefeli’s nerves. Her feet are probably the most ticklish ones someone can meet. Even a soft massage can get her for good.

Suddenly she felt jabs and light squeezes on her other side. Nefeli would have fell off of the couch if the boys weren’t blocking her from how much it caught her off guard.

Namjoon. That evil ghost had used his powers and was moving the feather with his mind while he was squeezing with both hands her side.

“GAH NAMJAHAHAHAN NAHAHAHA!” she arched her back. Jinn saw it as an opportunity to trace her spine up and down, making her arch her back even more.

“There too? You are so sensitive Neffie!” Yoongi teased, squeezing fastly her hips. Yoongi had the widest smile the boys had ever seen. No one in all those years had made him smile so much. If his parents could see him, they would be truly proud and happy.

And this was the moment Nef got to experience Hoseok’s powers for the first time. What I mean by that? Lemme explain it then. Hoseok used his super-speed to scribble fastly her inner thighs, sending her into fits of really loud laughter.

“HOSEAHAHAHAHAHAK!” she tried to shut her thighs together so she would stop him, but she did nothing at all. She was only torturing herself even more.

“Yes baby girl?” the young girl blushed at the new nickname but she couldn’t help her body thrashing around from the new feeling.

“DAHAHAHAHAN’T TEAHAHAHAHAHASE MEAHAHAHA!” of course she didn’t mean it. Nefeli loves being teased and even tease people.

Her mouth had started aching already from how much she was laughing but she was enjoying as much as the boys.

“But whyyyy? You love it!” Jin teased, giving multiple kisses on her bare side. If Nefeli couldn’t stand at all was kisses. Even kisses on her face and cheeks tickle her.

“NAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAT KISSES AHAHAHAHAHA!” she wiggled like a worm, tryna escape the tiny kisses which felt like bugs were running up and down her warm skin.

“Aww someone is sensitive to kisses huh? How interesting” Yoongi smirked and bet down, kissing all over her belly as Jin kept going kissing her side.

A wave of electricity hit all over her body from her neck down to her feet and she let out a scream and started thrashing around, begging for some mercy.

“AGH PLEAHAHAHAHAHASE!” Nefeli hid her head in her shoulder as everyone cooed down at her.

“Please what? Please more? Well... We are not planning on stopping anytime soon, don’t worry” Jimin wiggled his eyebrows as he scratched the base of her toes.

Bad move.

Nefeli kicked out, almost hitting him somewhere she wasn’t supposed to, earning a squeak from Jimin. “Now who told you that you can kick me? You are in for it now!” he sat on her ankle and clicked his fingers, appearing a long, blue paintbrush.

He brushed softly yet fastly all over her hypersensitive foot. Everyone smirked widely as they heard her laughter going almost hysterical.

The six boys shared a look of happiness as they saw Yoongi trying to ride excitedly the roaring girl and he was still kissing airy her belly.

“Aw look at you! A little worm!” Taehyung whispered in her neck as he had bent down before he blew a short raspberry.

“TAEAHAHAHA!” she shrieked and bucked once again her hips in the air.

“Neffie!” he mocked her while her clawed on her hollows with his fingers.

The feather in her bellybutton was still twirling and Namjoon was still squeezing her side faster and faster as the moments were passing by. Lemme tell you that every hair on her body was straight now.

“You have such a soft skin little one,” he said as he poked her sides faster than the speed of light. He was really careful so it wouldn’t hurt her but only tickle her while Jimin moved the brush on her toes.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” her laughter at this point was able to break a glass.

“Yaaaaa don’t scream so much Nefeli! We are not killing you!” Jungkook teased while he was tracings multiple patterns on her sol non-stop.

The young girl couldn’t stop smiling and laughing her heart out. If she was ticklish before, now she was feeling way more sensitive that day. Not because she was being tickled by ghosts but because for some reason their fingers were touching some of her most sensitive nerves on her already too ticklish body.

“Look at this happy, gummy smile!” Yoongi teased and brought his fingers higher, reaching her ribs.

Nefeli let out an inhuman scream and fell into louder laughter as his fingers touched the skin of her hypersensitive ribs, pinching and massaging them. She didn’t know she had THAT ticklish ribs, and it tickled her way more than she could ever expect.

“Whoa, I think you hit the jackpot dude” Jin teased, digging deeper in her side, sending her in a new round of ear-piercing loud laughter.

“NAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAT THEAHAHAHARE!” she roared, not really knowing who she was talking to. Jin on her side? Yoongi on her ribs? Taehyung on the hollows of her armpits? Jungkook and Jimin in her feet? Hoseok behind her knees? The paintbrush on her poor toes? Or the feather in her bellybutton?

Nefeli heard fingers clicking from above her, but she chose to ignore it. However, a buzzing sound made her realize what it was. A toothbrush.

“GAH TAHAHAHAHAHAE NAHAHAHAHA!” she cried laughingly when the tiny toothbrush touched the soft skin of her armpits, sending her in fits of hysterics.

The toothbrush traveled from the flesh skin of her forearm to the sensitive place of her hollows in circle moves, setting on fire her nerves and bringing to the surface mostly screams.

“Agh, my ear!” Jimin complained playfully, playing with her tiny toes like they were piano.

“Okay, let’s count your ribs, I think you miss some” Yoongi smirked widely and before Nefeli could say anything else, the boy had already started massaging her lowest ribs “Oneeeee”

The young girl threw her head back in laughter, unable to even move. The rest of the boys had slowed down a little to the point they were only teasing her body with soft tickles so they could enjoy the scene in front of them.

“Twooooo” he moved to her second-lowest ribs as her laughter turned hiccup.

“Threeeee”

“PLEAHAHAHAHAHAHASE!” she shrieked and arched her back again, shutting her eyes tightly.

“Fouuuur”

“COUNT FASTER AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she begged as her tired body collapsed on the mattress again.

“Oh you want me to count faster?” his evil grin grew bigger and brought his fingers on her lowest one again. Then he did something truly unexpected “Onetwothreefourfivesixseveneight” he poked all over her ribs, without a specific order.

She had seen before on Tumblr people counting other’s ribs while they were tickling them, but she had never seen that anywhere before, and of course she had never experienced it.

After that tho, as soon as he finished, he bent down and nibbled on them. That was the worst thing someone could do to her. Nibbles. They were driving her crazy, out of her mind!

Jin, Taehyung, and Namjoon looked at each other and they gave a signal to each other. However, they didn’t do anything... They simply vanished... She was still unable to shot her arms down tho... Nefeli got confused but she couldn’t express it. She couldn’t even say a word, only shriek, and laugh.

However, she soon felt fast nibbles on her sides and neck. Yoongi and Hoseok almost fell off of her from how much she exploded and thrashed around. She literally shrieked louder than she ever had before and erupted into hysterical laughter.

The nibbles were mixed with raspberries and giggles from the boys could be heard as a background. Their breaths were tickling her as well and were sending shivers down her spine.

“PLEAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAHA MERCAHAHAHAHA!” she begged, unable to form a whole sentence.

However, she knew that she couldn’t take any longer. She desperately needed a break. She wanted to experience more, but if she didn’t take a break soon, she would fade away.

“BREAK! BREAHAHAHAHAKE!” she cried and fell into silent laughter, shaking her head from side to side.

Taehyung, who read her thoughts, gave a signal to everyone else and everyone stopped immediately, pulling away from her.

Yoongi’s eyes widened and he felt anxiety rising inside him. Had he hurt her? Had we gone too far? Had he made her feel uncomfortable?

However, as soon as he heard her giggly soul, relief filled him.

Nefeli curled up in a small ball as soon as everyone gets off of her and the items vanished. Yoongi pulled her onto his lap and rubbed her back soothingly as she rested her head onto his chest, still giggling airily.

Jungkook clicked his finger and a glass of water appeared. He pushed the flying glass towards her lightly and that stopped in front of her. She chuckled lightly, still not believing that this was actually happening, and took it gladly, drinking it all.

“Are you alright? Did we go too harsh?” Namjoon asked with concern.

“No, don’t worry, I am completely fine” she gave them a big smile and snuggled more onto Yoongi.

Yoongi on the other hand could feel happiness rushing in him and a wide smile appeared on his face. He remembered how he used to cuddle with Haeun after tickles and she used to snuggle into him like Nefeli was right now. ‘Ah, Haeunnie... I miss you so much, sissy’

Yoongi felt a tingling and immediately understood what had happened. He raised his vision and he saw Taehyung looking at him with a sympathetic smile. Yoongi nodded at him and they both sighed deeply.

“You have to admit that you loved it tho” Jimin winked at Nef. She blushed deeply and hid her face in Yoongi’s chest.

“No, I cannot deny it” she mumbled and everyone’s face lit up.

“And Yoongi seemed to enjoy it too, right?” Jin pointed out.

All the eyes snapped towards him and he looked down shyly, nodding. To be honest, he loved it. And he loved even more that he made Nefeli happy.

‘Should I ask for more? Not too intensive ones t-tickles... Wow why is it really hard to pronounce th-’ she stopped her thoughts when she felt that tingle again. Taehyung.

She looked at him and she saw a smirk formed on his face as he leaned closer to Jungkook and Jimin, whispering something.

She gulped when smirks formed on the two as well and they turned their heads towards her. Did he tell them that I want more? They were up to something.

Before they could do anything, she was snatched from Yoongi’s lap and was placed in between Jin and Yoongi who held each one of her arms collapsed on her torso.

Jungkook then sent her a flying kiss and in a flash of light, he had vanished.

Nef’s widened as she looked at the boys with question “W-Where did he go?” she asked. However, she didn’t have enough time to react when Jimin sat on her ankles, pulling back her toes, fully exposing her poor, bare soles.

“What are you dohohoing?” she giggled loudly, sensing that something was up and that something was gonna happen to her feet, but she couldn’t understand what.

Surprisingly, she heard high-pitched giggles coming from down her feet and she felt something running up and down her poor soles and toes, and in between them. Something like a... Bug.

“Ahahahahaha whahahat ihihihihis thahahahat?!” she giggled loudly and kicked her knees up and down as she was desperately trying to set herself free.

“Be careful! It’s Jungkook!” Namjoon warned as he saw her tryna clap her feet together.

“WHAT?!” she exclaimed in between her giggles.

“He transformed into a ladybug!” they all explained at her, wide smirks on their faces. And as if it wasn’t already too much, Yoongi, Hoseok, and Namjoon started poking all over her sides and belly while Jin and Taehyung were tryna keep her arms down on her torso.

“NAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHASE NAHAHAHAOOOO!” she yelled in between her laughter and tried to squirm away, but at the same time not to move her legs and feet, afraid that she would hurt Jungkook.

Jimin on the other hand was helping Jungkook by scribbling all over her soles as the youngest member was running between, on, and under her toes, sending her into fits of hysterics.

As her most sensitive spots were being attacked, she couldn’t help but scream when Jin dug in her ribs from behind her, falling onto him.

“Coochie coochie coo Nef!” Hoseok whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine while Taehyung was tracing his finger on it up and down, now and then scribbling her lower back as well, and making Nefeli arch it.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA NAHAHAHAT THE WAHAHAHAHARDS!” ugh those three words are literally the worst tease she can ever receive. It drives her crazy and makes her shy at the same time!

“No? Seriously you cannot take it? Ah, I will keep that in mind” Yoongi teased while kneading fastly her side. Electric shots hit her body once again as she shook her head frantically from side to side, and trying with all her might not to move her legs.

“PLEAHAHAHAHAHASE NAHAHAHAHAHA!” she laughed loudly, dipping her nails and fingers in the soft mattress.

Jungkook had focused in between her toes, which were pulled back by Jimin with one hand, while his other hand was scribbling her feet. Jungkook’s soft giggles could be heard as a background along with the rest of the boys’ louder ones.

Yoongi and Namjoon continued kneading fastly her sides as Jin was digging in her ribs while everyone was cooing at her for how cute she was.

“Ah I think you absolutely love it, you are not even telling us to stop” Hoseok whispered once again in her ear before blowing a huge raspberry on her neck.

“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Nefeli shrieked and threw her head back in laughter, as she fell onto Jin, completely exhausted as her laughter turned silent.

However, Hoseok was wrong.

Sweat was sliding down her face and tears had started rolling down her cheeks. Her hair was messy and her breath was stolen away. Her laughter had turned hoarse and her tummy and throat were burning.

‘N-no more...’ she thought, more like begging them to stop, in hope Taehyung would hear her thoughts.

And he did.

She felt the tingling and then Taehyung’s fingers stopping.

“Okay I think that was enough let her breath,” he told the others as they all stopped. They all do as Taehyung says since he can read minds.

Everyone let her go once again and Jungkook returned to his official look as a person. She curled up in a small ball as Namjoon was rubbing her back soothingly and Yoongi was putting pieces of hair behind her ears and massaging her head.

“Are you alright?” they asked her for the second time today and she nodded straight away as Jungkook gave her some water again.

“Ihihihi- I guess I reached my limits” she explained and sat up again, drinking the water. All the eyes were on her, making her shy.

She felt butterflies in her stomach as she thought of what just happened and she realized she had just been tickled by... ghosts. But she didn’t really care. She had fun. And she had made new friends.

“Yoongi, are you okay?” she asked Yoongi, catching him by surprise. How could a girl he had met some days before be so sweet and affectionate towards him when he had been an asshole to her?

He felt a smile appearing on his face as he nodded and kissed her forehead. He hadn’t done that since... Haeun’s death “Thanks for that,” he said and Nefeli copied his warm smile.

Yes, he was thankful. Nefeli had helped him realize something. He had made him realize that life goes on. Even after death. That we may lose people from our lives... but new ones are coming. Our favorite ones are staying in our hearts whether they are alive or not. And if they are dead, we must not stay stuck in their memory. We must move one. We will never forget them, but it will take us nowhere if we cry and refuse to move on from a situation we cannot change at all.

“So you are not gonna leave?” Hoseok asked with pleading eyes, fear in them. None of the boys wanted Nef to leave.

The young girl chuckled softly and rolled her eyes playfully at them “Of course I am not gonna leave!”

All the boys cheered and tackled her into a group hug as huge grins of happiness were reaching everyone’s ears.

That move then was definitely the best decision she had ever taken, and she wouldn’t change it for anything in the world...

#bts #kim namjoon #kim seokjin #min yoongi #jung hoseok #park jimin #kim taehyung #jeon jungkook #bangtan boys #BANGTAN SEONYANDAN #bts x reader tickle #bts x reader #ticklish!reader #ticklish girl #ticklish reader #ticklish character #tickle #ticklish #tickling #bts tickle #bts tickle fic #bts tickling #tickle community #tickles #tickle fic #supernatural #au #werewolves #tickle tickle

[flooffybits]

Can I?

Idol: Dreamcatcher

Your managers had to be strict during fan meets, wanting to avoid as much casualties as possible, but when you look at your members, they just can’t seem to say no to you.

"Can we get food if they give us some?" Yoohyeon questioned as she looked out the window, checking if you were near the venue yet or not.

Yubin raised a brow at her friend in confusion, but before she could open her mouth, Bora already beat her to it. "Of course! It's rude to decline food like that." She said with her signature playful smile and Gahyeon ended up laughing at the older girl whilst Yubin shook her head.

"I mean, as long as it's okay with our managers, I don't think it'll be a problem." Minji pointed out while she scrolled through her phone. "It isn't like we aren't allowed to take things, right?." Siyeon added thoughtfully when she rummaged through the bag filled with snacks and then picking out a pack of gummy worms.

"So, food is okay?" Yoohyeon asked excitedly, her voice growing in pitch, though they know accepting anything wasn’t really allowed. "I just like how you're assuming there will be food." Bora burst out laughing, but Handong gestured for her to quiet down before she's pointing on you, sleeping against her shoulder.

Quickly, Bora had shut her mouth, a sheepish grin on her face. “Unnie didn’t get to sleep much last night.” Gahyeon commented when she peeked from the backseat. “She kept telling me that she was going to try, but she was too excited for today.” She giggled, remembering when you were constantly scolding her to head to bed, despite yourself.

It was actually Siyeon who ended up telling you to rest when she went to check on you and Gahyeon. The older girl saw that you were tossing and turning in bed before she sat next to you and asked what was wrong. When you told her that you were running on adrenaline, she actually laughed and then decided that the best she could do was talk to you until you did fall asleep, which then resulted in her sleeping in your bed.

That resulted in Bora asking around the following day if anyone’s seen the girl. She hadn’t seen her since last night or when she woke up, so her worry was understandable. She ended up waking everyone because of all her screaming.

“Tell me about it. I ended up falling asleep, first, when I was trying to help her sleep.” Siyeon shook her head while munching on a gummy worm. “Her excitement is so random sometimes.” Handong laughed lightly when she lightly petted your hair to lull you further into sleep.

Minji smiled while she shrugged her shoulders. “But her excitement is endearing, you have to admit.” She says, and no one protests. “She did get “Dreamcatcher’s happy pill” for a reason.” Yubin pointed out as she bookmarked the page she just finished and then placed her book away.

“Are we almost there?” Bora questioned when she checked the time. “The event should start in a while.” She tells them and Gahyeon looks around, trying to see the people that should be lined up for the fan meet. “Is it there?” She asked excitedly when she saw a bunch of people huddled up, and Minji looked over to check before nodding her head. “I think so.”

“Time to wake the baby up.” Yubin says as she grabs her jacket while Handong nodded and lightly tapped your hand since your arm was entwined with hers. “Y/n, we’re here.” She said gently, watching as your eyes fluttered open. She smiled lightly at you as you stretched your arms and then rubbed your eyes. “Finally awake?” She asked playfully and you shot her a smile.

When the van comes to a stop, you all get ready, Yoohyeon handing you a jacket and you thank her while putting it on, zipping it up just as the door opened and the sound of fans screaming met your ears.

“Let’s go.”

Since you were all seated by age, the first to exit were Siyeon, Bora, and Minji, followed by Yoohyeon, you, then Handong, and finally Gahyeon and Yubin.

Seeing everyone there, fans started to scream louder and you all smiled. Though you did your best to fix your hair and not look like you had just woken up with the way you were clinging to Yoohyeon’s arm.

“You good?” The younger girl giggled as she helped you tuck your hair and you squint at her. “Shut up.” That made her laugh while she finished patting your hair down and then took your hand to stand next to everyone.

Seeing the amount of people there, your smile was quick to come back as you waved your hand. “Hello!” You called out, making the girls and some of the people, laugh at your usual antics. “Y/n is up and about like usual. So, let’s get started.” Minji counted before you all did your greeting.

“Dream of us! Hello, we are Dreamcatcher.”

Minji first explained the flow of the whole thing, but your still half-asleep brain doesn’t quite listen to everything she’s saying as you scan the crowd, smiling and waving at them before your manager was already standing in front of you and holding out a box filled with paper.

You jumped slightly at her sudden appearance before laughing and randomly picking out a number. You released Yoohyeon’s arm so she won’t see, making her look at you weirdly. “I’m going to find out, anyway!” She laughed and you stuck your tongue out before looking at the number.

“Who will go first?” Bora asked while looking at everyone and you raised your hands, a little more awake while you bounced on your spot. “Me! Me!”

“Please excuse our Y/n. She just woke up a while ago.” Siyeon laughed while your manager went to make you choose what you will be giving the fan you had picked out.

Yubin stood next to you and looked as you unfolded the paper and then leveling the megaphone to your mouth. “This person will be getting a... Dreamcatcher’s poster!” You folded the paper again before opening the smaller piece for the number.

While you did, you could feel someone against your shoulder, and with a quick glance, you saw Gahyeon looking as well.

“Number forty-seven?” You all looked to the gathered fans and checked to see who would be receiving the poster, but no one was approaching. So, you call the number again. “Where are you?” Minji asked playfully in a singsong voice before you spotted a girl raising her hand.

Seeing her, your smile widened as you excitedly waved at her. “There we go!” Your manager handed you the poster and marker, letting you quickly sign it before the fan had finally reached you.

When she was close enough, she looked incredibly shy, making you coo while handing the item to her. “Hello! What’s your name?” You ask her. “Chaemin. It’s nice to meet you.” She managed to say as you giggled and wrote her a little note on the poster. “Thank you for seeing us!”

Before she could go, you had given her a quick hug, making your members aww. “Ah, our little teddy bear.” Handong said into the megaphone while you waved to the fan and returned to Yubin's side.

While the others proceeded with their own picks, you would sometimes look to the cameras and smiled, spotting some of your fansites and then posing for them. At one point, Gahyeon had barged into your arms and you happily cuddled her, nuzzling her hair and making her giggle.

"Unnie, my hair!" She pretend to be upset, but you just continued to tease her while tightening your arms. "But you're so cute! Our adorable little maknae!" You add an exaggerated kiss to her head, making her squirm and laugh.

Yoohyeon had looked over and shook her head before she felt Yubin next to her and patted her head gently.

Somewhere to the side, Siyeon had sat down, the megaphone in her hands. When Bora saw her, she quickly went behind the younger girl and draped herself over her back, arms around her neck while her legs were on her sides.

Minji laughed when she saw them before shaking her head and then proceeding with the event.

At some point though, when you had decided to converse with fans and just pose for fansites, you find yourself next to your leader, who then weny to poke your cheek and then placed her hands on your head to give you bunny ears.

You had to crouch down a bit before she rested her chin on top of your head. While she showed off her best puppy eyes, you wrapped your arms around her and pouted instead, knowing how much people commented about the two of you like this.

Though you were part of the maknae line, you and Minji sure managed to get yourselves the title of fake maknae because of your antics.

“This time, we’ll be giving a signed polaroid to whoever’s number we call, we please pay attention!” Handong announced while Siyeon, being the nearest, took the bundled pictures and looked at each of them. Everyone checked the pictures to make sure it was the right one before you would give it away.

While you waited for your turn to pick a number, you sat down on the floor with, cheek against your fist while humming. Yubin quickly took your hand and tugged you to stand up. “Yah! It’s dirty.” She scolded lightly, making you whine when she successfully brought you to your feet. “But Dami!”

She playfully rolled her eyes and then wrapped her arms around you instead while swaying you from side to side. “We’ll be done in a bit.” She informs you, gently patting your head and then letting it rest on her shoulder, almost as though she was handling a baby.

You pouted into her neck, but clung to her, still.

Yubin continued to pet your hair while you shifted your head a bit just so you could see what was happening, but she had to let go of you to give her picture away, and then you would go after.

That didn’t erase the pout on your face though.

Seeing as the younger girl went and tended to the fan, leaving you by yourself, Handong smiled at you before she patted your side after giving you a side hug. “What’s got you so pouty, this time?” She asks playfully and you point to Yubin. “Dami told me not to sit on the floor.” You tell her with a huff, blowing your hair out of your face as she chuckles.

“Well, why don’t you give the fan your polaroid. We can finish faster.” She nodded to your manager when she came over with the box again and you puffed your cheeks out while taking another strip.

Seeing the number, you smiled a bit when you saw that it was your favorite number and then called for whoever had it. Handong released you from her hold as you went over, seeing it was a fansite of yours, making your smile widen.

“Hello!” You greeted happily before handing them the photo. They smile back at you and thank you right before you opened your arms to give them a bear hug, rubbing their back in an almost comforting manner.

As you pulled back, the person looked to your manager and then to you. “I saw that you were a bit down, so I hope it’s okay to give you something, too.” They say, and you looked confused when they reached into their backpack to pull out an Ice Bear stuffed toy.

The size of it looked like it was the only thing that fit their bag, making your eyes widen and your members to gasp when they offered it to you. “I hope this is okay.” You quickly looked back to your manager with a hopeful look on your face. But seeing her shake her head, your heart sank.

Your fansite had gone and bought you a gift and you weren’t allowed to take it. The sadness was clear on your face to everyone and your fansite just smiled encouragingly at you. “It’s okay. Maybe I can give it to you another time.”

You were already holding one of the toy’s paws and squeezing it  when your members watched you. They couldn’t help but frown at the sight and Siyeon quickly ran to your side, her hands landing on your shoulders.

“Wow, Y/n, that’s really cute. Is it yours?” She asked with wide eyes and you turn to her, frown still present. “I can’t take it.” You tell her and she fakes a confused face when she takes the toy to examine it. “Why not? It’s a gift. It would be rude not to.”

Seeing what she was up to, the rest of your members came to your aid and began to ask the fansite. “This is for Y/n unnie, right?” Gahyeon asked and they nodded happily. “Aww, that’s so sweet!” Minji cooed as she handed the toy to you.

You were looking at all of them in confusion this time, knowing that your manager would be scolding you by now, but Yubin placed a hand on the small of your back to reassure you.

“What are you going to name it?” Yoohyeon asked cheerfully and you couldn’t help but laugh lightly. “I don’t know, but manager unnie said we’re not allo-”

“It’s yours. Don’t worry.” Handong smiled at you before thanking the fan and your face visibly lit up. “Really?” When they all nodded, you immediately hugged the stuffed bear and cuddled it. “See? It’s for you!” Bora clapped her hands excitedly.

Fans cooed at the sight and the shutter of cameras going off echoed around the place whilst your manager shook her head. You were all stubborn and she knows better than to restrain all of you, especially when you looked like such a kicked puppy earlier because of her.

Going back to your places, you couldn’t take your eyes off the bear and the girls all watched fondly as you unzipped your jacket, only to have the bear inside before zipping it back up, just so you could hug it better.

It was an adorable sight.

Before saying goodbye, you were asked to pretend as if you were on a catwalk, much to your amusement.

When Siyeon called you for your turn, you were reluctant to part with the gift, taking it out of your jacket and looking at your members. You scanned their faces before hesitantly handing it to Gahyeon. “Please hold it for me.” She beamed you a smile and nodded her head, holding the bear as though she was guarding it and you went to follow what the others did before you.

Of course, you had decided to look serious for the first few shots, hearing the people cheering, but when you broke character because of Bora’s laugh, you stuck your tongue out and then ran to grab the bear and pose with it instead.

“Ah, cute!” Minji and Handong shouted at you while Yubin shook her head while smiling because, of course, you would want to show off your new bear.

Heading back to the car, you were re-energized and happily moving about in your seat, the bear on your lap whilst you hugged it like it was the most precious thing in the world.

Your members were left to watch, laughing. “You should thank me for that. If I didn’t step in, you wouldn’t be getting that.” Siyeon joked while Bora pushed her. “As if. We all got her the bear.” She retorted and Minji had to put her drink away just so she wouldn’t accidentally spill it anywhere.

“Correction, her fansite got it for her.” Yubin cut in and Gahyeon gave her a look. “But the bear did make unnie look much happier.” She pointed out, making everyone nod in agreement.

“Our Y/n deserves to be happy.” Handong hugged you and you smile while cuddling into her, and Yoohyeon rested her head on your shoulder. “That’s right.”

“We wouldn’t have made it this far without you, Y/n.”

You smiled at the girls in reply, squeezing the bear in your arms. “And I wouldn’t be much without all of you.”

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[early2000smovieimagines]

Meeting and Dating Noah

(My gif/I must admit, he’s cute but he’s a gross person)(Requested by anonymous)

- You met Noah at one of his parties. You never would have gone on your own free will but your friend dragged you to it, telling you it was a fundraiser for animals.

- It took everything you had in you not to walk out the instant you saw the state of the place. Sure, parties were fine but this was just chaos where it didn’t belong. Animals wandering around, girls laying on operation tables, beer bottles in empty kennels, it was a disaster. But your friend had already disappeared inside the crowd and you weren’t about to be pushed around by strangers just to fail at convincing her to leave.

- Unbeknownst to you, you’d caught the eye of a certain scumbag. As soon as you entered the room, Noah’s eyes had locked on you, his mouth going dry and the world around him coming to a halt. You didn’t notice him until later when he pushed his way through the dancing crowd to sit next to you.

- You’d resigned yourself to playing with one of the kittens/puppies as you sat as far away from the mass of bodies as you could. He struck up a conversation with you as you tried to be as polite as possible, you were really in no mood to talk but you felt bad telling him to buzz off.

- Thankfully, he had enough sense not to try and drug the girl he was actually considering dating. Just as you were about to get past the awkward pickup line and conversation phase you noticed your friend stumbling about. You immediately ditched him without another word, going to check on her as his stomach dropped.

- He noticed you leaving with your friend a few minutes later and found himself unable to relax for the rest of the night. He tried to forget about it but for the first time in his life he felt genuinely bad for what him and his friends had done.

- He didn’t get to see you again until a few days later when you ran into each other at a coffee shop near the school. He hesitantly approached and greeted you, anticipating a furious response. He soon realized he wasn’t going to get one as you apologized for running out on him, explaining that your friend had too much to drink and got really sick.

- He nervously chuckled, telling you it was alright as he mentally promised to throw out all his pills once he got home. He followed you out of the shop, forgetting the fact that he wanted to get himself coffee as he asked if you were free.

“Yeah, I guess so. What did you have in mind?”

- Fast forward an hour and you’re making out in his dorm room. Between kisses he was asking questions about you; your interests, your major, where you come from, etc. He was quiet as you pulled away, getting ready to go back to your own dorm after he warned that his roommates would be getting back soon. But then he piped up again, asking if you liked bowling.

- And that’s how you found yourself in a bowling alley, goofing off with the guy you were previously battling tongues with. By the end of the night you were excited to see him again... and he was ecstatic that you actually liked him without him needing to get you drunk.

- Noah kind of had an epiphany when the two of you started dating. He realized just how good actual relationships could be. A really hot girl who actually liked him and was willing to let him into her pants? Sign him up!

- So much pda, he constantly wants to touch you and show the world that you’re his. 

- You definitely get a lot of nicknames, many of them are sarcastic but you don’t entirely mind. 

- He loves having you kiss his cheek. He probably gives you his signature laugh in response a lot of the time. 

- Laughing just because of his laugh. 

- Going to the nail and hair salon together. He likes being pampered so he’s always willing to do face masks with you as well. 

- Taking walks around the city. A lot of your dates are just the two of you wandering around and enjoying each others company. 

- Random spontaneous dates. You rarely ever actually plan to do what the two of you end up doing when you’re together. 

- Hand holding. 

- He caves easy, give him a little pout and your best puppy dog eyes and you’ve got him wrapped around your finger. 

- He can be helpful when he wants to be, he just doesn’t often want to be. If you ask him to do something, he’ll do it without thinking (unless his friends are around). Just don’t ask him  to help you in advance because all he’ll do in the meantime is complain. 

- Everyone kind of thinks his ideas are shit and constantly put him down so he really appreciates you actually listening to him and occasionally taking his advice. It’s one of the ways you managed to worm your way into his heart: making him feel important. 

- Getting him to actually study once in a while. He begs you to do his assignments for him but gladly accepts your help when he knows that’s all he’ll get out of you. 

- Sitting on his lap. 

- When the two of you cuddle he’s either the big spoon or sleeps with his face directly on your boobs and his arm wrapped around you. Whenever he’s the big spoon he wraps his entire body around you; arms, legs, etc. You cant escape. 

- He likes grabbing you from behind and pulling the both of you onto the couch/your bed. He enjoys the squeal he’s able to get out of you whenever he does it. 

- Pranks. He just likes fucking with you in general, he thinks your reactions are hilarious. 

- Noah isn’t exactly known for his compassion so don’t expect to receive the best boyfriend ever. He isn’t a total lost cause though, with a little “training”, for lack of a better word, he could definitely change his tune. Either way, he treats you better than anyone else even before you try to help straighten him out a little. 

- You try your best to stop him from going through with some of his more... awful plans. 

- Smart ass comments, you gotta know how to receive and deliver to survive in this relationship. 

- Weird questions. You really don’t know where his mind comes up with half the shit he asks you. 

- Random weird facts brought on by nothing in particular. You’ve learned so much yet nothing of much importance. 

- I’m to tell you this but your boyfriend kind of has no filter. You’ve had to swoop in and save his ass a countless number of times. 

- Obviously he’s a bit of a fashion disaster. Thankfully, you’ve managed to convince him to get rid of a few things which you promptly took home and destroyed. Those sunglasses can’t hurt you any more Earth; I promise.

- Hour long make out sessions. When his lips are on yours he’s a happy man. 

- Swapping accessories.

- Helping him plan and set up for his parties. 

- Coffee dates. 

- Having to scold him for falling asleep while tanning. It’s kind of hard for him to feel like he made a bad decision when you’re rubbing lotion on him. 

- Noah would definitely be the kind of guy who gets jealous easily. He doesn't think he’s good enough to get girls without help from a little white pill. How do you think he’d react to a guy who has charm and wants his girl who he thinks is out of his league?

- To say that you aren’t fond of his friends is definitely a bit of an understatement. They bring out the worst in him but you kind of just have to put up with them. 

- Having him lay his head in your lap. He lies on top of you a lot in general; he enjoys your squishiness very much. 

- As much as he “tries to get along with everybody”, he isn't afraid to tell someone no or to go away for you. He’s just a blunt person who couldn't be arsed with anybody else’s feeling, well, besides yours. 

- Becoming friends with Paul just to push his buttons. You think it’s good for him to be bothered every once in a while, it throws him off and usually makes him act like less of an ass. 

- There’s a lot of sex and that’s just a fact. There’s no getting around it, homedogs hornier than a rabbit on Viagra. 

- He has a weirdly good grasp on all things sexual so you really don’t mind all that much.

- You kind of have to be into partying to hang out with him. If you don’t like to party you barely exist to him and his friends. 

- Your boyfriends kind of a pothead so expect to deal with “high as a kite” Noah at least a few times. He’s more than happy to share with you if that’s your cup of tea as well. 

- Sometimes a girl just needs to turn on a lame tv show/movie and make fun of people with her boyfriend. Gossiping and shit talking people, both from tv and real life, is a common occurrence in your relationship. 

- He compliments you every now and again but they usually aren’t the kind of compliments you prefer hearing. He often just calls you hot or says you “look good”, granted it’s not the worst but it’s also not very romantic either. 

- Noah isn't the kind of guy to say “I love you”. He tries his best to show it but Rome wasn’t built in a day; he’s still getting used to actual, meaningful relationships. 

- He definitely transferred into a few of your classes after the two of you got together. He didn't even tell you he was switching, he just showed up to your English class one day. 

- During the holidays, he took you to meet his parents who were very happy to see that he finally found a nice girl to “settle down with”. You probably aren’t too keen on introducing him to your parents but he tries to be on his best behavior if you are. 

- When you find out about his past actions with the girls at his parties you definitely break up with him for a while. Finding out that your boyfriend used to roofie people kind of puts a damper on your relationship, doesn't it?

- He always has to be right, it’s one of the most aggravating things about him. He thinks he can do no wrong or that he always knows best which is kind of ironic, don’t you think?

- He never really apologizes whenever the two of you are fighting, he just tries to get you to calm down and  “talk”. Don’t be fooled, the “talking” is useless since he isn't ever willing to admit he did anything wrong. Oftentimes you just have to walk away before things get even worse.

- Once you give him the silent treatment for a while, he’s itching to do whatever it takes to make things alright between the two of you. So in the end you get your apology even if it takes a little time.

- Even though it might not feel like it all the time, he really does care for you and is glad you put up with him. 

#loser 2000 #loser movie #jimmi simpson #2000s movie headcanon #2000s movie headcanons #2000s movie imagine #loser 2000 imagine #loser movie imagine #loser movie headcanons #loser movie headcanon #loser 2000 headcanons #loser 2000 headcanon #noah loser 2000 #noah loser movie #noah headcanons #noah headcanon #noah imagine

[revisionaryhistory]

Three Days ~ 61

~*~Sebastian~*~

It had been a long day of uncomfortable conversations, meetings, interviews, lunch with strangers, and an early dinner with friends. I'd left my room at nine and it was after eight when I slid the key card in the door.

The smell hit me fast. Roses. I flipped on the light to locate the source. Sitting on the glass dining table was a vase of red and black roses. That's a little scary. Then I noticed something with black polka dots and a bow.

"No way." They couldn't be. I pulled them free and they were. Disney mouse ears. I started laughing. There was only one person these could be from. The card said, "From one Disney lover to another. Sunt al tău, copil. Xoxo, Emma."

Emma has sent me roses signed “I'm yours, baby.” Had I not already moved my Wednesday dinner to Sunday I would have been on my phone making up shit to get out of Canada a day earlier. On the back of the card was an explanation. Red roses for romance and desire. Black for new beginnings and change. I was thinking love and hate, but this better.

I put them on and sat at the table in front of my laptop. I was about to hang up and text her when she picked up, "I'm here. I’m here. I was in the bathroom changing." Her fingers touched the screen, "You like your ears?"

"I love my ears. And my flowers. It smells great in here. Thank you."

"You're welcome. I hope you got the sarcasm. We don’t love Disney, but are Disney lovers."

"I did." It kills me that she's turned an NDA into a joke between us. Mice can't tell time and roses with ears. Emma is simply the best. She was also slowly sliding sideways.

"Are you drunk?" I turned my head to the side following her tilt.

She rubbed her hand under her nose with her eyes closed. "A little drunk. My nose itches." She repeated the action.

"Did you have a fun spa day?" I held up my hand with crossed fingers.

"I did!" She listed a little more to the side and I smiled. "There was a lot of seaweed."

"Seaweed?"

"A lot of seaweed. It started with a salt scrub, which felt really good. Then I was wrapped in seaweed and left to marinade for a while."

"Marinade." I curled my lips in trying not to laugh. This was a different drunk. She was silly.

"Next was their signature "four-hand" massage. Two people."

"That sounds fun."

"You'd think, but it was weird and creepy. I felt like I was being prepared as a virgin sacrifice to a lesser known god or maybe a volcano."

"Except you're not a virgin."

She frowned and huffed out a disgusted breath, "You don't know that."

I laughed, "Yes, I kinda do."

"Fine. I was very uncomfortable and sent one away after maybe two minutes. The massage therapist said it happens and was important for me to be comfy. It was a very good massage. She left and an aesthetician came in for my..."

She paused and I filled in, "Seaweed facial?"

She touched her nose and pointed to the camera several times. So cute. "We had a very yummy spa lunch. I had an avocado and chicken salad sandwich with these super crunchy fresh potato chips. And champagne."

"I wondered when the drinking was coming."

"Lunch when the three of us were brought back together. See, I'd had such a lovely morning and they threatened my happy and now relaxed mood. I thought bubbles would keep away the negative juju."

"Juju." I kept repeating these strange words.

"We went into this room with pedicure chairs all wrapped in white fluffy robes. The whole thing repeated itself on my hands and feet. Salt scrub, hand and foot massage, seaweed wrap, and marinade."

"I bet there was more champagne too."

"There was! We had to choose mani-pedi colors. My colors are blush and bashful. I have chosen two shades of pink, one is much deeper than the other.”

The champagne had brought out her accent even more and she fired up the Steel Magnolias’ quote. "Are your toes pink?"

"They are. I'll show you." She pulled her foot up in front of her phone instead of, you know, moving her phone to her foot. I got a brief glimpse of her toes before she fell over and slid onto the floor. "Ow."

"You ok, sweetie?"

She sat up and leaned against the side of the bed, "I am fine. We got dressed and did some shopping. Then called dad to take Katie out so we could continue day drinking by the pool. It turned into evening drinking. Ironically, I will be spending the morning at a shelter with one of my rehab therapists with a champagne hangover."

"You can do a Ted Talk on making positive choices prior to conducting volunteer services."

"You're a funny boy. Funny, funny boy." She did the weirdly cute nose scratching thing again. "I know better than to drink this much champagne. It makes my nose itch. And it's a strange bubbly sort of drunk." She pointed a finger at me, "Let me tell you something, baby boy, my mom and twin juiced up on champagne kept the day smooth. We talked skincare while lying in the sun. The irony of which is not lost on me. Oh god! There it is. When champagne is exposed to sunlight it becomes sewage." She moved very close to the screen, "Your eyes are pretty. The blue changes with your mood and they're so expressive. I want...”

Emma stopped talking and just smiled.

"What do you want, baby?" This was either going to be very sweet or very dirty. I was up for either.

Emma moved back from the screen a little. She laid her head to the side with the slightest smile, "I want to lay in your arms and look in your eyes for hours, just to see what they say."

"I think that can be arranged."

She nodded then yawned, "I'm sleepy. Will you read to me again?"

"Absolutely." I made it through a paragraph before she was asleep.

I flipped my phone over and over in my hand, trying to decide if I should call. That I couldn't decide was the decision.

Celie picked up on the third ring, "Hi Sebastian."

"Hey Celie, I hope it’s not too late."

"Not at all. It's not even nine. What's going on?"

"I just spent twenty minutes reading Winnie the Pooh to my drunk girlfriend who's a thousand miles away with her dysfunctional family. She fell asleep in less than one."

"Why'd you keep reading?"

Even though she couldn't see, I shrugged, "I wanted to." I knew she wouldn't accept that answer. "I didn't want to break the connection."

"Because you felt connected or because you felt insecure?"

"Connected."

"Good for you, Sebastian."

"Yeah." I nodded. It was good. "This morning I was insecure. I had to ask Emma to sign an NDA."

"NDA's aren't new for you."

"It's usually her people and my people working it out and I sign by the sticky arrow. I had to be involved in this one and it was gross. Made it more personal." I huffed out a breath. "Probably should have been before. I know it should. Emma and I had already talked about it and she said she didn't have a problem signing paperwork for something she'd never do anyway. But when it came down to asking her to sign it, I was terrified. What it said about her. What it said about me. What it said about us. I didn't want to hurt her or have her feel like I didn't trust her. I do trust her. All the things I’ve learned, the things I'm doing, we're doing, I was terrified they'd be ruined by this stupid NDA. I told her all that and by the time we hung up I felt more connected and secure. I think facing it and talking about it made me feel closer."

"That's what real intimacy does. You can't have real intimacy without having difficult conversations and talking about emotions. Being vulnerable. Not shutting down. Not using sex to create a hormonal and false intimacy. Risking letting your partner see you. Being emotionally available."

"Yeah." That's what I thought.

"What was Emma's response."

"She told me she wasn't going anywhere and mice can't tell time."

Celie laughed, "Mice can't tell time?"

"Disney is the only studio on the NDA. They sent it half-hour early. I went from scared to furious in a heartbeat. They sent it early because Micky Mouse, mice, can't tell time. Later she sent me roses that came with those mouse ears on a headband."

"I like her."

"Me too. I don't want to fall back into old habits. I like this. All of it. How do I keep this?"

"Keep doing the hard stuff. Having the conversations you want to avoid. You're taking risks and getting the emotional payoff. You build on that. When you hit a bump, and you will, you go back and try again." She paused, "Sebastian, you are doing things differently. When you question, check yourself, because you know what you’ve done in the past. I encourage you to take the risk to do it differently. Use your resources. You are not alone. I am here to help. You have good friends who will tell you the truth. And most importantly, you have Emma."

I laughed, "Wow, you're good."

"You don't always make it easy, but right now you are." She laughed too. "It's nice to see your hard work coming together."

"Thank you."

"You could also Google “How to know if your boyfriend is emotionally unavailable" and do the opposite."

"You know I’m going to fall down a rabbit hole now."

"In your different mindset, you may make some connections you haven’t previously. Have a good night, Sebastian."

"You too, Celie."

I thought I was in for a sleepless night with the internet. I was wrong. I made it through three articles before I shut my laptop down. The first two started with a simplified explanation of why someone is emotionally unavailable. I was already familiar with the long version. Both had lists. Roughly the same lists. Lack of serious relationships, not making an effort, and not wanting to have real conversations has never been me. I want and do them all. Difficult to reach and defensive sounds familiar. Then there were the very familiar ones. Inconsistent affection. It’s about what and when it’s acceptable; not as simple as public and private. Sometimes it wasn’t ok in private either. Misunderstanding and being dismissive. The number of times I've said “that's ridiculous" is embarrassing. Usually, it wasn't. Inability to stay present during conflict or emotionally laden conversations. "That's ridiculous" also puts a stop to those. Wanting control of the relationship. Yep, who can know what. Thinking emotions are weak. Not weak as much as dangerous. Pulling away. Everything else was just another way of pulling away.

Two lists more than covered what I know I'm guilty of. However, the familiar things are things I did and said to myself much more than to anyone else. Except the pulling away. If you tell yourself your feelings are ridiculous, put limits on what’s acceptable, and check out of emotional conversations pulling away is what happens. All those create distance even if it’s you doing it to yourself.

It took a while to find the third one. I was looking for something hopeful. If it wasn't a list of traits it was tips to make him fall for you. Emma has managed to do that quite well without the manipulation on those lists. A few pages into my Google search I found how to tell he's changed. Some were things I'd learned already. The new things with Emma: lets you in on his past; wants to change; your opinion matters; protective; and his words match his actions.

I could do these things, what sticks out, is I'm not constantly running myself down for my feelings and when I give voice to things that lead up to those feelings she doesn’t either. Emma meets me where I am and shows me a way out. A way through.

I am almost there and what I struggle with she helps me. I think that's why we have relationships. We need other people. I'm never going to be perfect and will need support. When I think of my friends, they're not perfect. I'm there for them when they need me. The last couple of days I've been there for Emma. She didn't handle it all on her own. She called me and let me be there. Let me listen and emotionally support her.

I looked at the roses she'd sent me. The ridiculous polka dot mouse ears that match her bikini, except my ears have a red bow her bikini doesn’t. I climbed out of bed, put on a shirt, and took a picture. Me in ears with a wry smile and a caption saying, "Disney lovers." went up on Instagram.

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Just "friends" (Part 6/?)

Guys, I am sorry that the blog in general is pretty much inactive. Life kid if just happens now and my focus has to go to other things. I am still writing but just not as much as I was able to before. But here is part 6 finally.

All parts

It was just a regular tuesday, literally nothing special really. School was as annoying and as difficult as ever and you still haven't gotten any call backs from the job applications you did, but for whatever reason you couldn't stop smiling (well according to lisa anyway).

"Let me guess, your thinking of yoongi right now aren't you!" She teased as the two of you strolled to your art appreciation class.

"No!" You lied.

"Oh please he's all you ever talk about anymore!" She scoffed. "Hey! That reminds me, you never gave me all the details about the date you guys had!"

"Yeah i did."

"Nu uh. All you said was that you went to a movie and ate pizza"

"Cuz that was basically it. Like i said, we went to the movies, then ate pizza at his place." You said "nonchalantly".

"Gurl, i thought we were besties why are you holding out on me!" She whined. "You don't expect me to believe that's all you did. C'mon tell me, he a good kisser?" She added jokingly. 

You could feel your face burn. "I wouldn't know." You mumbled.

"What?!?" She squealed. "Y/n you can't be serious! How times have you guys met up and he hasn't even kissed you yet!"

"Ya! It's not a big deal alright. Aren't officially dating anyway." You said despite the fact that it did feel like it was a big deal.

"I take back what I said then. I feel like if he actually likes you, he would have kissed you by now."

You felt a pain in your chest. Lisa had a point. "...well he said he liked me the other night." You said softly. "Maybe yoongi didn't really mean what he said on the "date"." You frowned.

Lisa froze. "WHEN DID HE SAY HE LIKED YOU!" lisa gasped, grabbing you by the shoulders and rattling you a bit. "Y/N THESE ARE THE DETAILS I AM BEGGING YOU FOR."

"At the end of the date!" You answered only after she stopped shaking you. 

"And what did you say?!?"

"That i liked him back. But that's it. No kiss or anything just a hug bye when i got into the taxi he called for me."

"Ugh then I take back what I said. Maybe he is just like weirdly shy or something."

The both of you continued to walk in silence.

Even though lisa took back her original comment, the idea of yoongi not really liking you kind of stuck in your head.

When you think about it, he hasn't been texting you as much as before. And he isn't replying back as fast in the few times he actually replies. He said it was because he and that rap friend of his were busy recording, but that could easily be a lie.

"Um dude… what color was yoongi's hair again?"

"Blue. Why?"

"Is that him over there?" Lisa pointed off into the distance.

From her vague gesture your eyes scanned the busy ground of your campus. The guy in the subject though was easy to spot. That signature bushel of neon blue hair popped out at you and it was in fact yoongi. 

"What the fuck is he doing here?!?"you gasped and you saw him talking to this much taller guy with platinum color hair. 

"How could I know? Why don't you go talk to him and find out."

"Heck no!"

"Why not?" Lisa asked genuinely confused.

You shrugged. "Because… what if he really doesn't like me… like, if he actually liked me wouldn't he had texted he would be here and want to meet me?" So maybe you were quick to be so dramatic, but you couldn't help it. Having had the one person you trusted the most stab you in the back, maybe you were stupid to trust anyone else with your feelings.

"We won't find out unless you go and ask." Lisa brought up again.

"Why bother? Besides we are going to be late for class."

Before you could even head to the direction of class, lisa had already grabbed ahold of you by your backpack. " oh c'mon this is more interesting. What's more important, finding out why yoongi is here and quite possibly getting a better grasp on your relationship status or knowing old paintings?"

In usual lisa fashion, she didn't wait for an answer. She proceeded to "guide" you towards yoongi and the dude he was talking to.

"Lisa, c'mon please. I don't want to talk to him." You whined. " he clearly doesn't want to talk to me, so why bother him?" The last thing you wanted was another out-in-the-open rejection.

"Oh don't say that!"lisa was always the positive one. "That's probably his music friend or whatever. Besides his friend looks cute from over here, maybe I can have a shot at him!" Lisa laughed as you two were getting closer and closer.

Your nerves intensified the closer you got. It reached a point where you planted your feet and stopped moving. "Lisa I'm serious, I don't want to talk to him right now."

Lisa looked down at you with a stern frown for a long moment. She was completely silent up until- "Yoongi! Yoongi over here!" She shouted.

Immediately you looked back in the direction of the two boys only to see yoongi and his friend staring back in your general direction.

"Yoong-" your hand slapped over lisa mouth and you dragged her behind the conveniently placed tree that was beside you both. 

"Lisa what are you thinking?!?" You hissed.

"What?" She whined "innocently". "There isn't anything wrong with talking to yoongi. I just want to see how he interacts with you, that way I can advise you to put up with him or not." She justified. "Now, if you excuse me." She said pushing you away and stepped from behind the tree. "Oh yoongi!!!!"

You emerged from behind the tree in attempts to grab lisa and run, but your plans to do so were a fail.

By now, Yoongi and his friend had brought themselves to the two of you. Instead of being greeted by his usual smile, yoongi stared at you with a look of confusion and so did his taller-up-close friend by his side.

"Um… hi." Yoongi said looking between you and lisa.

"Hi!" Lisa smiled. "Nice to finally meet ya!" She stuck her arm out to yoongi for a hand shake and then moved on to yoongi's friend.

"Safe to assume this is the famous lisa you talk about?" Yoongi asked you.

"Yup." You said with a heat filled face.

"Hope we didn't interrupt you guys." Lisa said. "Y/n here just really wanted to say hi."

"Oh did she?" Yoongi smirked.

"Oh so this is your girlfriend!" The tall guy asked, causing yoongi's face to turn a pale shade of pink. "What's up? I'm Namjoon." He stated offering a handshake to you then Lisa.

"Girlfriend?" Lisa murmured to herself with a smile. "Would you look at the time! I'm gonna be late to class. Y/n, I'll just let you talk to your boyfriend and I'll save you a spot. Bye guys!"

"So, uh, y/n, this is namjoon, the one hoseok and I are making music with." Yoongi said to continue with the awkward encounter as smoothly as possible.

The three of you stood under the shade of the tree talking a bit more in depth about the music trio yoongi has been so vague about. It turns out, the reason yoongi was on campus was to brainstorm some lyrics in the library study room. Being in yoongi's place or namjoon"s dorm is too distracting for them to get work done. And it turns out yoongi is a bit superstitious and has kept the group vague as possible to try and not jinx their future. 

Namjoon however was the opposite. He was so confident in the three of them being able to sign to a company. He brought up how well their song writing process has been going lately and even offered to let you hear their latest song.

"No, not yet!" Yoongi objected. 

"Oh c'mon, she'll love!"namjoon protested.

"It's not done yet, I can always show her when we finish it."

"Aww yoongi c'mon i don't care if it isn't finished yet." You said.

"Nope" his tone was a lot sweeter directed at you. "Gotta wait."

"Well whatever, I got class starting so see you guys later." Namjoon said waving bye before running off.

"...So... I'm your girlfriend huh? When did this happen?" You teased.

"Well… bout a week ago. Hoseok brought you up and I just felt it would get them off my back faster if i just said if you were my girlfriend." He shrugged. "I hope that's okay?" He asked as he nervously ran his fingers through his hair.

Before you could answer, and arm threw itself over your shoulder. "Is he bothering you y/n?" An all too familiar voice asked.

Yoongi's face fell as his eyes landed on the tall boy by your side.

Just like back in the day, Taehyung was by your side at the mere presence of Min Yoongi.

However, unlike the good old days, it was now taehyung that put you in a sour mood. You merely shrugged his arm off and stepped away from him.

"Well if it isn't coconut head!" Yoongi smiled with fake enthusiasm. "It's been a while. You've gotten taller." He said, now having to look up at Taehyung. "I guess I should start calling you palm tree." He laughed.

These were not words Taehyung was willing to put up with. He went straight to the point and demanded for Yoongi so walk off and leave you alone. Thus causing yoongi to get feisty.

Just witnessing the interaction was like being in high school all over again. You stood "helplessly" on the sidelines while Yoongi and Taehyung went back and forth throwing hurtful remarks at one another.

"Taehyung!" Calling him by his real name was so weird. The word was so foreign to you. For years it was only ever "Tae" or "Taetae" even when you guys used to have fights. "Just leave him alone."

"Yeah palm tree! Fuck off!" Yoongi hissed. He did his best to hold himself back from yelling those words like he wanted. Considering he was on university grounds and not even a student he didn't want to make much of a scene.

"I'm not going anywhere until you leave y/n alone!"

"Oh, you want me to leave her alone?" Yoongi smirked. "I thought it was you that she hated now?" He threw back at him.

Taehyung arched his eyebrows at him. "Shut the fuck up! What would you know?" Was his response to call out on what he felt was Yoongi's bluff.

Yoongi's chest rose as a wave of confidence came to him. His eyes glared up at Taehyung and he continued to hold the devilish smirk on his face. "She's my girlfriend so i basically know everything."

"That's bullshit! Y/n hates you. Just leave her alone already."

"Oh really? Don't believe me? Just ask her yourself!"

Taehyung's eyes turned from Yoongi to yours, a look of desperation and shock. You could tell that he didn't want Yoongi's words to be true, but you couldn't figure out why. He was the one that turned you down, after all. In that moment, you knew that you had to somehow prove to Taehyung that you and Yoongi were together, and a few seconds later, you knew what you had to do. 

You didn't speak a word. All you did was step up to yoongi, pull him towards you and place a kiss on his lips.

Taehyung stood there shookth. It was understandable considering that the reason the friendship started was due to yoongi being a complete asshole to you. The look on his face was priceless.

"He's my boyfriend so leave him alone." You said blankly.

"Y/n you can't be fucking serious?" Was all taehyung could get out.

You ignored him. The kiss should have been proof enough. 

You turned to yoongi. He looked pleased to say the least. "Wanna walk me to class?"

"Sure. Bye palm tree." He smirked giving taehyung the finger before walking off with you.

-Admin Boat

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Cursed Child Year Four Part 1 Recap

I thought I’d do a mini recap of year fours first part 1. Disclaimer, this is just my opinion, my interpretations could be wrong, these notes are just what I thought when watching it. I know I missed things, as it’s hard to pick up on everything watching them for the first time. I also don’t think you can get a real feel for how things are going to be for the entire year based on their first show.

With that in mind I really enjoyed the show. Cast change can make the show feel fresh and new again, although this wasn’t quite as obvious this year as it was last year, as only a few of the main actors have changed this year.

I only really made notes about any changes I spotted, or my thoughts on the new actors. Although I noticed the existing cast did change things up slightly in some scenes, it wasn’t my main focus, and I didn’t make any notes for them. I’ll probably notice those things more once I’m no longer looking out for the changes generally.

Act 1

There are changes right from the opening scene. Mark stays on stage after putting on the sorting hat and directs the rest of the ensemble as they move the cases. I’d need to watch it a few more times to get the choreography, but it’s more magical, with people moving in slow motion etc as the hat directs them. It’s also a longer scene now, I think.

I liked this, although a friend of mine pointed out that the old version made it feel like muggle Kings Cross, until they go through the barrier, whereas this version has magic happening in the station instantly. I get that, although I like that there’s magic on stage now right from the first scene.

Dominic as Albus in the first scene is like a jittery, excited child, who’s in awe of everything around him. Rayxia as Rose is great. I’d forgotten how much I enjoyed watching her Rose. Michelle has a nice chemistry with Ron and Rayxia, her Hermione is really relaxed when she’s with her family and friends.

Lily’s line is different here. She mentions them always being late. Also Tom now reacts like Paul did on Broadway, when Harry says Snape was one of the bravest men he ever knew.

Albus meeting Scorpius was cute, they don’t have Sam and Theo levels of instant chemistry, but I like them together. Dominic singing the sweets line back to him was adorably awkward.

Dominic changes through the montage scenes, slowly getting beaten down by the bullying and how he blames everything that’s gone wrong in his life on Harry. Dominic smiles a lot, except when he’s with Harry. Like he genuinely thinks Harry is the reason he doesn’t fit in and is being bullied. But even then, the excited kid from the first scene still comes through in the odd moment, he’s genuinely happy he manages to cast incendio.

The Karl track is the track from Broadway, so Karl gets his chest signed by Harry, and the Karl actor is the carer in St Oswald’s. Craig as Karl was so star struck getting Harry’s signature on his stomach that he looked like he was going to faint, it was amazing.

The rose from Broadway is here, and it’s as awkward as I thought it would be.

Emma as Polly looks stunning in that wig, her Polly is gorgeous, and she knows it. She’s the pretty popular girl who will obviously pick on the geeky Albus and Scorpius. Luke as Yann gives me rich, pure blood, posh boy vibes, and I’m here for it. I missed watching Craig as I was watching these two, I need to get a feel for him in Part 2. The problem with a first show, when I’m trying to focus on so many new things and new characters, is that I know I missed loads.

I actually really like the new wand dance. I don’t know why people don’t like it. It’s not actually that different, some different choreography, they all gather around him when Albus gets his wand stuck in the floor, (no more Ravenclaw baby, weird the things you miss) and they line up at the front of the stage at the end like they’re all demonstrating the spell at the front of the class. It works as they all manage to do it expect Albus. New line, even his wand wants to be in Gryffindor.

Madeleine as Delphi. I don’t know what to say other than she’s perfect. She has really got the feel for imitating someone Albus would want to be friends with in their first meeting. She’s not super confident, and gives Albus the impression that she is just like him. You can see why Albus would want to help her.

She got her wand out as she said I’m a thief, it’s a clear attempt at a joke, and it worked with her manipulative Delphi convincing Albus she’s like him. She also didn’t do anything when Amos kept calling her, like the other Delphi’s have. It was more like she was showing Albus she also had a relative who didn’t understand her and she was resigned to it. I basically loved every moment she was on stage and am excited/nervous for Act 3 today.

I really enjoyed the blanket scene. I’ve seen Albus actors do the start of this scene in two ways. Albus is either shut off from his entire family, or just has a problem with his dad. Dominic does it the second way, he interacts with his mum, James and Lily in a positive way and doesn’t seem to have major issues with any of them. His Albus issues are all with Harry.

Dominic really doesn’t want the blanket, he doesn’t understand why his dad has given him this gift he can do nothing with and just wants his dad to leave him alone. His body language at the start is really showing how he just wants his dad to go away. When he does take the blanket, he holds it and delivers his lines like he thinks if he can just get through the conversation his dad will go away.

They both get really angry, a lot angrier than Jamie and Joe in this scene. It felt like Albus letting out his frustrations at how Harry is to blame for his life being terrible. He’s goof at trying the get a reaction from Harry. After Harry says he wishes Albus wasn’t his son, Dominic sort of looked like, of course you think that, obviously his dad was just confirming to him what he already knew.

Side thought, Dominic as Albus and Ryan as James. I got the impression from this first show that James isn’t very nice to Albus, but that Albus still looks up to him and wants his approval. Like there’s a rivalry there, but in a different way to how Dylan’s James was such a dick older brother, it’s less intense.

On the train, I liked how it looked like Albus really did just consider his plan in that moment when talking to Rose. I also don’t know if I imagined this, but when Scorpius said Rose smelled like bread on the train, it looked like Dominic sniffed the air and gave Scorpius a look like, wtf are you talking about. I hope I didn’t imagine this.

Dominic didn’t sit down while Scorpius was talking on the train. He stayed standing and looked like he was just waiting for Scorpius to shut up so he could hug him. I’ve always seen that hug as spontaneous, but this was cute. Also, when the train went to move, and they lean over, Jon basically ended up on top of Dominic, I’m always here for these random Scorbus moments.

I need time to learn all the new characters in the EGM, but I could see some anti Draco stuff going on.

So, St Oswald’s. Weirdly, I didn’t hate it. I mean I didn’t like it either, but I was expecting to hate it as much as I did when I saw this version on Broadway. I didn’t, so that’s a bonus. There’s a lot going on now though, looking at one trick means I missed another one. I would need to see it again to get a full picture. Maybe when I’ve seen it a few times I’ll get used to it, or maybe I’ll hate it again.

This is nothing to do with the actors or the tricks btw. It’s the change from the stressed out carer trying to keep order while being harassed by the residents, to this arsehole carer using magic on the residents. I know they get revenge, but still, I don’t like it.

Michelle and Susie giving each other knowing looks during the dinner scene whenever Tom was speaking is something I didn’t know I wanted until now. When Tom was saying he makes an ooof noise, Michelle nodded at Susie, and when he was talking about his Skiving Snackboxes, she reacted. It really made it feel like old friends chatting and it was great.

Polyjuice scene, Madeleine is very good, this is a theme. She’s surprisingly calm at first, until the pain hits. Michelle struggled to get into the cloak, Jon helped. They’ll get it with practice.

Act 2

There are three Voldemort arms at once in the opening scene now for some reason. Kathryn’s Petunia is great, I knew that from Broadway. They’ve given little Harry new trousers that show he’s wet himself and I don’t know how I feel about that.

Madeleine, again I love how she matches Dominic’s awkwardness, but still being more confident and someone he would look up to. She didn’t even look at Scorpius as she threw the robe at him. Although she’s not playing them off against each other as much as I’ve seen with other Delphi’s. Her kiss with Albus really fit with her Delphi, Dominic smiling loads. She then she did air kisses at Scorpius as she left. I never would have thought that would work, but it did and it was brilliant.

The Hogwarts scene, Albus really resents his dad, the moment Scorpius mentioned Harry, his body language changed. Although he liked Scorpius saying he was better than his dad. He also doesn’t agree with Scorpius when he said he still gets a tingle, Dominic’s Albus gets no joy from Hogwarts and it’s sad, this boy hates his life.

It’s weird watching the first task without James, Josh or Rosemary etc, but I can see the new cast already having fun with it. The faint is still there, but it’s now Ravenclaw girl.

Dominic ate the chocolate in the hospital scene. Dominic and Jamie work well together, Albus seems convinced he can refuse his dad at first. Genuine confusion in the scene with Ron

Dominic did something I loved in this scene on the stairs when Scorpius turned up. He kept looking down at Harry during the conversation with Scorpius, like he was waiting for Harry to change his mind or checking he was saying what Harry wanted him to.

Michelle in the DADA scene, I like her stern Hermione in the AU. I haven’t got a complete feel for her Hermione in Act 1 yet, I probably need to see it again, but I enjoyed watching her here.

Longing looks in the staircase ballet.

Delphi and Scorpius, oh Madeleine is so good. Again she really finds that way of connecting to Scorpius, of being the type of person he would obviously open up to. She hadn’t really done as much to antagonise him before this, so it makes sense she’d be able to connect with Scorpius here.

With Eve, when she said she hadn’t been to Hogwarts, it came across that saying this was a slip up on her part, which she then had to cover for. But with Madeleine, Delphi saying that might have still been a mistake, but it came across more like she knew it would get Scorpius’s sympathy and make him trust her. Also, that little look she gave as she was being wheeled off stage, like thank god that worked, this is really frustrating. Not obvious enough to give anything away, but a nice touch for her actual motivations.

A general observation, I really get the Scorpius always following Albus and doing whatever he suggests from these two, more than any other Scorbus pairing. Of course Jon’s Scorpius is jumping off the train after Albus, and breaking into the ministry to get a time turner.

Dominic’s Albus is kind of bossy with Jon’s Scorpius and its clear Scorpius just accepts that. I saw this in a few moments, like when they’re talking to Amos and Jon says “do we?” Dominic was just like, sssh Scorpius, and Scorpius just shuts up. Scorpius is used to following his friend around and doing what he suggests, even if he knows it’s a bad idea.

This makes the library scene argument really work with these two. Dominic’s reactions were great, this is clearly the first time Scorpius has ever shouted at him, or called him out for his BS, and he doesn’t know what to do with that. It’s genuinely like it’s the first time he’s thought about any of it, and it makes him realise he’s been an awful friend.

Dominic’s Albus really gets across that he’s only doing any of this because of Harry, he’s panicked that McGonagall will catch them and his dad really will force Scorpius away from him forever, there’s real desperation in the way he’s trying to convince Scorpius to hide with him.

I loved the way McGonagall leaves the library, she’s assumed they want to spend time together and sort of announces it to them, like - I didn’t see you, I’m leaving, carry on boys. It was perfect. She isn’t putting any more effort into to keeping them apart, and has let them know this.

There’s also an extra psstt moment when they’re hiding from McGonagall, and I would need to see this again to work out if it’s just the same recording being repeated or a new one.

Dominic made the story of stealing James cloak into a bad joke to try and break the tension. The joke doesn’t work, obviously, but I like how he doesn’t know how to approach Scorpius after their fight and tries humour. He also seemed genuinely distressed that his dad had been keeping them apart.

The library hug was the most adorably awkward thing ever. I don’t know if people have noticed, but there’s a slight height difference between the Scorbus actors this year. This meant that Jon’s arms were sort of hanging awkwardly over Dominic in the hug.

Blythe as McGonagall is good. She’s a lot softer than Sandy, and I’m looking forward to seeing her change in Part 2 when she’s telling them all off. There are little things she does differently, I can’t remember them all. When she put away the map, she made it seem like it was the spell closing the map and not her just folding it up.

Lucy as Myrtle is great. If I’m honest, I was expecting to just miss April in this scene, but I really like Lucy. She’s still flirty and hilarious, but totally doing her own thing. The second time she cries, she sets the water off three times, Scorpius tries to interrupt her after the second time and she stops him so she can cry again. She also makes it seem like she’s intending to keep the boys secret, and that it’s only because it’s Harry asking her that she then tells them what they’re planning.

Kathryn’s Umbridge is also great, again I knew that from Broadway. I like how she’s just sweet on the surface but you can see the evil underneath. Her laugh is spot on.

One note about this cast, they are so noisy backstage. I was in the third row, but I still only usually hear the occasional noise. This was more than usual.

I’m sure I’ve forgotten loads, but I tried to focus mainly on the new actors and the changes. I enjoyed the show and can’t wait for Part 2 tonight.

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This is my contribution for docholligay’s BIRTHDAY EXTRAVAGANZA BROTP CONTEST HEY Y’ALL PLEASE JOIN IN!!!

Big shout-out to ARLHT who came up with this story (I insisted on the prompt “Double Date” – in the “Sailor Moon” category of course) – it fits so nicely into Doc’s love for amusement parks, so here we go!

 On a rare occasion

 It is good to have a friend. A friend who is always there for you. To pick you up when you’re down. To measure your powers against …

It was a tale as old as time: two over-ambitious blondes met with their significant others in an amusement park, left them somewhere and almost forgot about them, decided to make each other frozen yoghurts and eat all of it in a challenge.

All in the name of honor, of course.

Mina rubbed the insides of her hands together. Oh, this was easy! All she needed to assembly was the healthiest toppings offered and Haruka would not dare to touch them.

But midway while sprinkling some peach juice on top of a few slices of apple, she stopped. Damn, that stuff was sweet! Haruka would totally eat it!

And also, as butch as she was, but that bitch did like to eat a salad.

Frustrated, she almost let the filled cup with frozen yoghurt drop to the floor. Whilst deeply in thoughts, the blonde did not notice that Haruka had stolen herself away. Mina even found herself biting her well-manicured fingernails with her signature glitter nail polish – she was dead serious about winning and now concerned about losing.

The usually confident leader of the Senshi managed to put some pieces together that yelled “Granny sweets!” from afar, but she was also pretty sure that Haruka’s grandma had actually given those sweets to her. All in all, Mina swore to herself never to do a foodie challenge again. And she should have known better after the great Chicken Wings Inccident from last year. Maybe Rei was right after all – she really was stupid.

She almost dropped the cup a second time, when Haruka showed up directly behind her, bending down to whisper in her ear: “Time is up!”

“Lesbian, get away from me”, but Mina jumped back, just in case Haruka didn’t do as told, as Haruka never did as told. Badly trained by that seer. A shame.

“Oh, I see you are scared that you are going to lose!”

Minako could hear a little girl asking “Mom, why are these women yelling?”, but yelled nevertheless: “Swap!”

They swapped the cups as commanded. And then Mina saw for the first time what Haruka Tenoh, Sailor Uranus, Princess of Uterus, was truly capable of.

“This is not allowed!”

“So you have the guidebook of the Grand Challenge Tour De Amusement Park?” This was a rhetoric question. If anyone was going to write a pamphlet, it was surely Haruka.

“This is not the official title!”

“There is no guidebook!!”

Mina took a deep breath. She could do it. She could eat the DAMN PICKLES that Haruka had organized from the hot dog booth next door.

Only that she hated pickles.

Which Haruka knew.

They had been to McDonald’s too often. Freaking Haruka and her freaking 20 pieces of Chicken McNuggets.

And Mina was very certain she would hate pickles even more ON TOP OF FROZEN YOGHURT. More deep breaths followed. Minako, you can do it. You are a fabulous warrior princess.

Two minutes later, she could hear the little girl saying “Yuck, one of these women is now puking!” while Mina threw up in a trashcan outside of the froyo shop.

“Don’t you like it, Mina? I made that all for you and only you!”

Mina pressed your eyes together. She would have screamed for revenge, if her mouth wasn’t occupied differently.

 * * *

 “Didn’t you swear to yourself to never do a foodie challenge again?”

“I would never do such a thing, Tenoh, besides, this is a speed challenge.”

Mina pointed her chin at the little girl that had supervised her fall at the frozen yoghurt shop, while taking Haruka’s cotton candy from the candy man: “Ah look, there she is, that girl said you’re her hero for wearing men’s slacks!”

As Haruka looked in the pointed direction, Mina made use of the little medallion that Rei had once given to her. The salt inside was supposed to keep ghosts away, in reality Mina was happy to have it during breakfast. But not only eggs sunny-side-up needed the material Michiru was made of! With her medallion emptied, she handed Haruka the cotton candy that was color-wise a rainbow tribute.

She secretly thanked Rei for her thoughtful gift, well knowing, that Rei would not take that tribute. This morning though, she had been happy to see Mina wearing it with her pink crop top and matching Daisy Dukes. It was a nice memory, to see Rei happy – but it would be even nicer to also end this day with winning against her best friend. She could barely do while doing sports – and when they all played beach volleyball, Haruka was always on her team. They were slaying together – Haruka mostly because Michiru liked watching her in her beach volleyball outfit. But now it was time to slay Haruka.

Haruka accepted it, still thinking another person on this planet would enjoy her get-up made off cargo pants and a Hawaii shirt: “Oh, so you think you can beat the wind?”

“Shut up, air pump, and put.that.countdown.down.”

Haruka did as told – for once! - with her BB8-cased smartphone. She seemed eager to start, with the tempting smell of cotton candy in the air: “Okay. Ready. Steady. Go.”

And as the eating contest kicked off, Haruka dug into her colorful pile of cotton candy – only to emerge with her face all warped.

“I can’t eat this”, she declared grossed-out.

Mina smirked, strutting off with her own delicious pink cotton candy: “And the master becomes the student …”

 * * *

 “Haruka, love, I certainly don’t have to remind you of the fact that it is very hard to get a decent wine in this resort, no? So, please toast with us.”

“Yeah, Mina, you’ve heard her too”, Rei tilted her head in Michiru’s direction, staring at Mina. She was almost able to feel compassion for her girlfriend, who sat sunken into the fancy chair at the only luxurious restaurant in the whole amusement park.

“To this truly rare double date”, Michiru lifted her glass, as Haruka tried to grasp hers shaking. Rei could barely hide her laughter as she sat next to Michiru, ever the most elegant woman in any room, anywhere.

Three glasses clicked, because Mina, for the first time in her life, did not take any likening to alcohol at all – and had no shame of not hiding it.

“Minako, you look almost green-ish. Are you well?” Michiru looked at Mina piercingly and Mina didn’t believe for one second to be on Michiru’s mind even.

“You know damn well I’m not well, Ursula.” Mina rolled her eyes. She had felt better with the cotton candy, but had lost her draw at the “who lasts the longest at the roller coaster” point of the tour. Now, all she wanted to do was to vomit for the rest of her pathetic days, no matter how she usually ate her way through everything Michiru paid for.

“Michi, how was your day so far?” Haruka managed to ask, her mouth still aching from the dose of salt.

“Splendid. I always enjoy spending time with Rei, we had a nice walk through the flower exhibit”, Michiru smiled at Rei, which was being mirrored just as passive-aggressively back to her. It wasn’t a lie, but it hadn’t been a nice walk either, it had been a “Rei flames Mina like the firecracker she is, because she’s shocked that Mina of all people would abandon her in an amusement park” run (greenhorn mistake). Which Haruka overlooked in her first shock: “So you’re rather here with Rei than with me?!”

Michiru just smiled and didn’t say anything.

Haruka leaned in to Mina, almost eating a handful of Mina’s long hair by accident: “Mina, we have to abort.”

“Why, because you know you’re going to lose at the live action ghost train?” Because this was a done deal for Mina. So she leaned forward, letting her Kobe steak almost eat a handful of her hair as well.

“We’re going to the live action ghost train next!” She announced publicly, ignoring Haruka’s sudden flash of angst. Haruka was a lesbian after all.

“Oh, good for you! I know how you don’t get all worked up about bad actor’s performances at all“, Rei grinned.

“You’re such a courageous girl, honey”, Michiru cooed, putting a hand on Haruka’s. Haruka froze on the spot, her heart pounding so loud she was afraid Michiru could hear it.

This was no good.

But Mina did not see the signs.

It was too late to go back.

 * * *

 “World Shaking!”

“Rukruk, that was decoration made from cardboard!”

“But it looked … very realistic … I …”

“Shat your miniskirt? Do you really think people will believe the electricity we-”

“AAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!!!!”

“Venus Love Me Chain!”

“Do you really think people will believe that a pipe broke as well? I’m wet!”

“That’s what she said!”

“That’s what I said because you destroyed a water effect and now I’m under water!”

“HELLO you were the one WHO SCREAMED! Did you really just freak out because of a spider made of plastic? Do you sissies make your weirdly-aging daughter carry out real, small spiders or the old lady that is living with you?”

“Please shut your pie-hole.”

“Most importantly – I won!” A V-sign was thrown in the total dark.

“You won? I won!”

“You said I won so I won!”

“If you’ve won and were not scared, why did you transform …?”

“I don’t want people to notice that Minako Aino is with a full on idiot.”

“So Sailor Venus is.”

“You agreed with me that you’re a full on idiot - so I won.”

 * * *

 Michiru loved these moments, when the lake was so quiet. Superficial as it was. But the sun was real and it was warming her up even underneath of her sprawling sunhat. They had waited for a stormy moment for their swan-shaped boot to be blown to the middle of the lake and now everything laid still, with the sun powering up again. It was perfect, especially with the pleasant company that was Rei Hino, after all these years.

Even with the smoke in the background, but the two of them were facing in a different direction, watching the Ferris wheel go round and round.

“Did you hear that?” Rei looked up from the cone of ice-cream Michiru had treated her to.

“Yes, my dear, it’s the sound of ‘we can finally go to a proper restaurant’.”

 * * *

 “At first I thought the handcart would clash with your dress, Rei, but it suits you”, Michiru complimented her best friend while gently touching her arm.

“Right? Target looks always good with a weak girlfriend in tow”, Rei didn’t even flatter Mina with a look at her. Her head held up high, she pulled the handcart that parents could rent for their kids to tug around - with the kind of confidence you could only have if you’ve grown up with Usagi Tsukino and Minako Aino.

“Can you maybe not try to kill me with your leg?” Mina complained at Haruka and her long limbs that were absolutely everywhere.

“You just tried to kill me in this tunnel of horror!”

“You did!”

“You did!”

Haruka finally sighed, giving in, but not able to move her leg away from Mina’s shoulder.

“Michiru, please don’t tell Seiya about this”, she whined.

“Oh, I thought you’d wanted me to snapchat this? I used Minako’s account specifically because she has such a following!”

Haruka shrieked.

“Come here, Tenoh”, Mina pulled Haruka’s foot in a tight embrace. Haruka groaned, but let her foot be some kind of massaged. Yes, it was good to have friends. Especially if you did not think about the fact that your wife needs the account details from your best friend to make fun of you.

And Mina won at last.

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