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thevampiresiren · 4 years

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Helping Yoongi Shave

Word Count: 2.5K

Genre: Fluff, Humor

WARNINGS: Soft!Yoongi, Tooth Aching Fluff, Cursing, Slight Suggestive Themes (nothing major, just some suggestive flirting and a little talk of sex. Yoongi also puts his hands on the reader's butt)

Summary: Yoongi needs to shave, but he's too tired to do it himself. So he teaches you how to shave him.

A/n: So… This is the very first Fanfic that I wrote and I’m not going to lie; I was a very nervous about posting it until one of my friends read it for me and loved it. I’m not sure if I’ll be doing this stuff as a part of my blog ALL the time, but if I can think of anything and if it comes out good; I’ll definitely post it. Also I just REALLY wanted to do a Yoongi shaving fanfic because I think helping your significant other shave is SO intimate and involves a lot of trust. I hope you guys like it!

I was passed out on the couch in the living room when I woke up to the sound of keys jingling outside the apartment door. As Holly got up from laying next to my feet, I picked up my phone and saw that it was around 1:30 am. As the door opened, I heard the brown toy poodle bark happily while he was spanning around in a circle while footsteps stopped to where he was. "Shhh, Holly. You're gonna wake Mom up." My boyfriend whispered petting the fluffy canine.

"Too late, she's awake." I yawned while stretching with a smile on my face. Yoongi looked up from petting Holly.

"I'm sorry, Jagiya. I thought you were in bed." Yoongi said while taking his shoes off, setting his work bag down, and walking over to me. I smiled as he tilted my chin up to gently peck my lips. When he pulled away, he laughed loudly. "What?" I asked.

"Nice bed head, babe". He said smirking while nodding at me. I ran my my finger through hair and sighed. "Hey, don't be upset. It's cute." He said standing up and kissing my check. I felt a slight roughness on my skin once he made contact. I look at his upper lip and chin, smirking.

"Nice stubble, babe." I copied. He touched his face and groaned. "Don't be upset. Its cute." I mocked. Yoongi smiled.

"I'm gonna go get changed. I'm too tired to shave tonight." He said yawning while walking to our bedroom. Holly and I followed not far behind and he laid down in his little bed starting to doze off again knowing his dad was home. I walked in and saw that Yoongi had put his glasses on and changed into his black sweatpants that hung loosly on his hips and was topless. He was by no means the buffest man in world, nor did he have majorly defined abs; but he was toned enough that you could see his pecs, and when the light hit right at the correct angel; his faint abs from him most recently working out would show up. He was perfect. His arm muscles slightly moved as he threw his clothes into hamper. I was too busy admiring him before he broke me from trance. "You okay over there? If I didn't know any better I'd get the feeling you're checking me out." He said with a cocky smirk. I smiled and pushed myself off the door frame I was leaning on.

"Nah, I think your hideous and by no means attractive. And you do it to me all the time." I said jokingly.

"Your loud noises from me pinning you down two nights ago and those dark marks say otherwise, baby girl". He said smirking. I blushed while trying to cover the "love marks" on my neck and where my shoulders met.

"Shut up and let me enjoy my hot boyfriend's body when we aren't fucking." I said laughing. Yoongi let out chuckle before he went off to the master bathroom to brush his teeth. I changed out of my day clothes into nothing but his white Fear of God shirt that hit my mid thighs and put my hair in a high ponytail.

"Aish! Its so fucking bad" Yoongi groaned loudly. I looked in and saw him examining his facial hair, clearly upset with how fast it was growing. "Yoon, just shave it tomorrow before you go to work. You need sleep." I said walking over to him. I knew he was beyong exhausted by how irritated he sounded and by the slight bags under his eyes. It was comeback season and I knew he was over working himself a bit. He was eating healthy and was taking care of himself like he has been, but I still worried about him. "I can't, we have an interview in the morning and we have dance practice. Plus, I need to finish up a song in the home studio once I wake up." He said leaning his head against the mirror pouting; his raven bangs falling and covering his eyes. I wrapped my arms around his bare torso and leaned my cheek on his broad shoulder making him shiver at the contact. "What if I do it for you?" I said quietly.

"My work?"

"No, dumbass." I said pulling away laughing while he turned around. "I mean shave your face." I said poking his chubby cheeks and kissing his pout.

"You sure you're not to tired to do that for me?"

"I wouldn't be offering if I was."

"Yes you would, because I'd do it too for you."

"I've already gotten at least 4 hours of sleep. You've been up since 6 am. I have more energy and I don't want you stressing out over it. Let me do it, baby. Let me take care of you." I said seriously.

"God, I can't wait to make you my wife." He said sighing. I laughed loudly "Who said I would say yes if your proposed?".

"We've talked about it and you were weak at the knees when I told you I would give you as many kids as you want and I would find a way to make it work for you, the kids, and music. Plus, you let me take your v-card. You've already said yes based on that like I did." Yoongi said laughing.

I blushed. "Just go get your damn razor and everything else." I said crossing my arms over my chest. Yoongi turned around and opened the medicine cabinet to pull out his shaving cream, aftershave, and the black leather case that he kept his razor in. He set everything in front of the sink and scooted out of the way for me to work. I opened up the case and saw exactly what type of razor it was. Anxiety shivered through my body as I pulled the razor out carefully. I just came to the realization that I had never actually SEEN his razor. He usually was using it on tour or even over at the dorm with the rest of the guys. Whenever he did shave here, it was in the shower.

"Yoongs..."

"Yeah?"

"This is a straight razor...". I said quietly.

"I know. It gets closer to my skin and the shave lasts longer. It works better for me than a normal one.". I carefully opened the blade far away from either of us at the risk of us getting cut. I stared at it and my anxiety just continued to grow. These were dangerous and I'd never used one before.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Yoongi said looking at me concerned while reaching out and gently rubbing my shoulder.

"I'm scared I'm going to pull a Thomas Brown Hewitt and slit your throat while I shave you. I can't afford a lawsuit as big as you." I said casually as I carefully set the razor down after I slowly put the blade back. Yoongi busted out laughing loudly at my comment.

"You'll do fine, Kitten." He said calmly after he collected himself. "I'll show you how to use it on yourself first if that'll make you more comfortable.". I thought for a moment and nodded my head agreeing. Yoongi grabbed the shaving cream and turned the water on so it was hot but not scolding. "Fuck." Yoongi said looking down, his deep raspy voice just slightly about a whisper as he just noticed what I was wearing. I smirked at him with a face that said "really?" .

"Sorry, you just look really fucking cute." He said blushing. Yoongi showed me how to put the cream on my legs which was no different than I normally do. He then grabbed the razor, instructing me to put my hand where his was. He lightly wrapped his large hand around my wrist, and started.

"Okay, so the trick is to go with the grain of hair; never against it. It can cause bumps and ingrown hairs. Also keep your hand at a 30-degree angle. Anything more will cut yourself. Make sure the skin is always taught as well. And go slow and gentle. Like this.". Yoongi began helping me shave where my ankle was and guiding me with the right amount of pressure. After a few more strokes of him helping me, I had enough confidence to do it on my own. It wasn't as hard or scary as I thought. After 20 minutes, I had both of my legs shaved and set the blade down on the sink. I ran my hands down my legs and noticed how smoother my legs were. I had no cuts, bumps, or anything like I normally would. "I DID IT YOONGI! I DIDN'T KILL MYSELF!". I yelled extremely happy that I didn't have to go to the ER, wrapping my arms around Yoongi's neck . He laughed at how excited I was.

"I told you that you could do it. Are you ready to try it on me now?" He said picking the blade back up. I smiled and told him to sit down on the counter of the bathroom sink. Once he was sat down and his glasses were off, I put the water on and shaving cream on his face. Just when I had turned to grab the razor; I felt a large warm hand on my wrist. "Um.. wait a second."

While I went to look over at Yoongi; I felt a soft, light, pressure on my left cheek followed by a muffled sound. I looked between my face and part of my hair covered in white, to Yoongi's right hand also covered in white and the right side of his face showing his skin underneath. It took me a second to get over my shock before I began processing what had just happened. "MIN YOONGI." I yelled, waking Holly up, making him barm from the disturbance of his sleep before going back to bed. Yoongi busted out in a full-on laugh attack causing him to almost fall off the sink before catching himself. As I washed the shaving cream off of me, I looked annoyed but also amused at him being playful. "I want a divorce already." I said laughing with him. Once we both settled down and Yoongi had his face covered in shaving cream again; I grabbed the razor and was about to start shaving him when my anxiety started getting the better of my again. Yoongi sensed my anxiety sparking and grabbed my hand that wasn't holding the razor.

"Hey." Yoongi said while he looked up at me lovingly, running his long fingers over mine soothingly. "I trust you okay. I know you won't hurt me." He said before kissing my knuckles, careful not to get the shaving cream on my hand. I nodded smiling and slowly started shaving him. Several minutes in shaving him, while I was concentrating, I felt Yoongi's hands reach behind me to my upper thighs, pulling me closer. He gently started rubbing soothing circles on them and messaging my ass.

"Keep it PG, Min. I have weapon and I'm not afraid to use it." I said jokingly making him chuckle.

"You know what you in my clothes do to me." He said with a tired smirk. His dark lashes hit his cheekbones as he relaxed under my touch. I smiled at a how serene he looked, and it took everything in me not to kiss him. Once I was done, I rubbed my nose against his causing him to open one eye and smile. I grabbed the washcloth and gently cleaned whatever was left of his shaving gel. I grabbed his Invictus aftershave and put some on his face.

"Okay, I'm think done." I said proud of myself. Yoongi put his glasses back on and grabbed the handheld mirror I had held out to him and examined his face closely. A huge smile hit his lips and he wrapped his strong arms around my shoulders and pulled me to his broad chest. "You did amazing Jagi. Thank you." He said as he muzzled his face into my neck.

"You're welcome, Yoons." I said tiredly as I ran my fingers through his soft locks, laying my head on top of his. The faint smell of his aftershave along with the smell of him in general hitting my nose made me feel tired as I gently messaged his head. Yoongi hummed quietly into my neck before placing chaste lazy kissing to my neck, chest, below my ear lobe, cheeks, temple, nose, and finally my lips.

"I love soft, cuddly Yoongi." I said giggling. Yoongi looked at me with a soft smile, our noses touching.

"I thought you loved rough, dominate Yoongi?" He said rubbing our noses together.

"Ehh, I like all sides. I'm an easy woman to please." I said looking at him smiling before telling him it was time for us to go to bed. He yawned while nodding and we headed to our bed, setting his glasses down on the nightstand. He pulled me close, so my head was laying on his chest and placed his hand on the side of my face. Our centimeters away from each other he smiled and looked into my eyes with his full of love, care, warmth, and passion. "I love you so much, Jagi." He said tired while stroking my cheek bone. I leaned it connected my lips to his in a sweet but passionate kiss. We both pulled away with giant smiles on our faces. I responded looking tiredly into his eyes. "I love you too, Yoongi.". I layed my head on my pillow, my face buried in his neck breathing in his scent while he buried his in my hair, arms wrapped tightly around me. "I can't believe you smashed me in the face with shaving cream." I said quietly.

"That's what you get for staring at me and then parading around our bedroom in my shirt and your lace panties you brat.". He responded letting out and airy chuckle. I smiled before closing my eyes and falling asleep to his light breathing.

#yoongi x reader #yoongi x you #yoongi fanfic #bts yoongi #bts #bts x reader #bts fanfction

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dreamingwithbts · 5 years

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New Family - Chapter 1

Genre: Poly!AU; Hybrid!AU; Fluff; Angst

Pairing: Hybrid BTS x Female! Reader; Human!Reader, Wolf!Namjoon, Alpaca!Seokjin, Black Panther!Yoongi, Red Fox!Jhope, Corgi Dog!Jimin, Tiger!Taehyung, Bunny!Jungkook.

Summary: After receiving a promotion at work Y/N realizes that she has more free time so she decides to use this time usefully and ends up volunteering in an organization that rescues abused hybrids. What she doesn't know is that this will completely change her life!

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I got home after a day's work, today I received the news that I won the promotion, which means that now I have more free time to do what I want, the problem is what to do, maybe I could occupy that time with something useful and help someone. I remember seeing a pamphlet about an organization that helps Hybrids.

"What was the name of the organization? Haaaa! I should have read it more carefully! I might be able to find it on the computer!" I thought while making a cup of coffee and starting the computer.

I start looking for something and I eventually find the organization, it seems that this organization rescues hybrids that suffers from abuses, they are then delivered to temporary houses of the volunteers until they have a permanent place for them.

"I don't think it's a bad idea, it wouldn't hurt to have company either. Hmm, I think I'm going to volunteer!" I thought after carefully reading the information. I fill in the form. After that I drinking the rest of my coffee still wondering if it was a good idea or not.

"Hybrids nowadays need all the help they can get, they're raised below animals, I think I did good by volunteering, they should have as much right as we do!" I think knowing that what I am doing is the most correct. With that decision, I turn off the computer, wash the cup and go to sleep, eventually dreaming about what is likely to happen without knowing that everything that is going to happen is what I least expect.

A week's work is over, I wake up Saturday morning for a quiet day to watch the movies I planned to see. I walk down the stairs still yawning thinking of what to do to eat when on the way to the kitchen I almost jump with fright as I hear my cell phone ring.

"Hello?" I pick up the cell phone. "Good morning is from the hybrids help organization we saw your application and we need a residence right away to host a hybrid!" a man on the other line said.

"Ok! I'm available now you can bring him here!" I replied without much time to think about it. "Okay, we'll be there in an hour." the man turns off after speaking. I stay looking at the cell phone in shock.

"1 HOUR!!!" I scream running to the bedroom to dress properly and try to clean the house as fast as I can.

After I got the house clean and presentable, the doorbell rings. I eagerly open the door and see two men, a tall dark haired man with a happy expression and soft eyes, behind him is a short still taller than me man with a empty expression and I can see several injuries in his face and body accompanied with a long black tail wagging behind him and his black ears twitching.

I let them in and I notice that the short one begins to limp, I tell them to sit down and the short one doesn't think twice and sits down, I'm looking at him trying to figure it out what kind of hybrid he is meanwhile the taller one refuses to sit.

"No thank you, I don't have much time! My name is Jackson, one of the owners of the organization. Thank you for helping us! This is Yoongi, he is a black panther, we found him in a rough situation, please take care of him!" the tallest of them said introducing himself.

"No problem! I'm happy to help! Don't worry, his in good hands!" I told him. "Thank you very much, I have to go now. Goodbye Yoongi behave yourself! Goodbye miss and he may have a bit of a temper but he is docile." Jackson said starting to leave."Bye have a nice day!" I say after I led him to the door.

I look at Yoongi and I suddenly think that he may be in pain so before I introduce myself I went to get a glass of water and some painkillers, I stand beside him on the couch and I see that his eyes are closed.

"Yoongi?" I ask softly and carefully. He opens his eyes and looks at me with cold eyes making me almost shiver and fearfully I gave him the painkillers.

After he smells them Yoongi takes the pills knowing it's safe. I celebrate in my head trying not to look at his cute ears and start petting them.

I pick up a cushion to put under his foot, I look at him silently asking for permission and he realizes it because he started to lie down on the couch letting me raise his foot.I sit down on the other couch thinking how I introduce myself.

"I'm Y/N! I'll take care of you in the next few days! How about we get to know each other better?" I start nervous. "I'm Yoongi." he says without elaborating.

"Oh ...." I say knowing I shouldn't ask any more. "Are you hungry? Do you want something?" I ask him. "No." he says, closing his eyes. I let him sleep knowing he needs it and that he will not say anything else.

"Man of few words." I say quietly leaving the room and going to the kitchen to eat breakfast that I had planned without noticing his ears twitching, Yoongi listening to what I said.

"I have to do grocery's, I don't have enough for both of us." I think while eating the few cereals I had. I look at Yoongi laying on the couch, wondering if I should woke him up to say that I was leaving. I decide it's best to warn him and I get up start walking to him, kneeling beside him I start to go to caress his cute ears but I think better and just shake his shoulder.

"Yoongi ......Yoongi!" I call his name softly. He wakes up suddenly scared and grips my wrist tightly but painlessly. "Yoongi, it's me! You're safe, don't worry!" I said to him calmly and a little worried. He looks at me breathlessly and when he recognizes me he releases my wrist and uses his hand to comb his hair.

"Sorry." he says low and without looking at me. "It's okay, you didn't hurt me Yoongi. Don't worry! I woke you up to tell you that I'm leaving. I need to go get some grocery's, do you need anything?" I ask him. He looks at me worried but tries to disguise. "Don't worry, it will be fine!" I told him. He keeps looking at me but he answers, "Hn. I need some clothes and meat, a lot of meat."

"Okay ..... then. I'll be back! If you need anything here, your free to do it!" I answer rising from the side of the couch. Preparing to leave I say goodbye to Yoongi who just nods going back to sleep.

Walking to the supermarket I start thinking about Yoongi, he being a black panther must need a lot of meat, thank god I love meat and hate fish otherwise it would be a disaster. Suddenly I start to smile knowing that even if he only knows me for few hours he showed me he was worried with me, haaaa so cute! But I can't think like that! He's leaving in a few days!

I arrive at the supermarket and start looking for comfortable clothes with his size then I start to go get the part of the food knowing that he being an exotic hybrid should eat a lot of food. I put in the cart several variations of food. After I paid for everything I start to pick up the bags and realize that they are many and very heavy.

"I knew I should have brought the car." I think coming out of the supermarket knowing that even being close to home it was going to be a long and painful trip.

Halfway I hear someone calling my name. I look back and see a colleague of mine from work waving and walking towards me.

"Y/n! Hello!" said coming near me. "Hello Mark, what are you doing here?" I ask him. "I came to visit a friend then I saw you here. I heard you got the promotion, congratulations! Those look heavy! Here, I'll help you carry them!" he says to me happy and looking at the bags. Mark and I started out in the company at the same time but different departments but we kept talking from time to time.

"No, no! There's no need! Don't worry!" I replied shaking my head several times. "No problem! I don't mind! Show me the way!" he said without listening to me , taking the bags and waiting for me to indicate the way.

Unable to convince him otherwise, we start walking to my house talking all the way and forgetting about the hybrid at home that has a bigger sense of smell than normal people.

Note: Hi it's the author! This is my first Hybrid! AU! Please be gentle! If you liked it do not be shy and sent me asks !!! What do you think it will be Yoongi reaction even if he only knows her for a few hours? Thank you for reading it! 🙈😊💜💜💜

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renee-writer · 5 years

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From Gladiator to Knight Chapter 26 Trial Part 1

Claire Tianna Arthur Jamie

Claire

We eat and drink well into the night. Sometime in the early hours of the morning, I and Tianna, lead our very drunk husbands to bed. They both lean heavily on us. I guide Jamie towards the door and ask Tianna to join me out in the hall after she gets Paul laid down.

I direct Jamie to the bed and hear the same' thump' come from Tianna and Paul's room as she does the same. I then meet her in the hallway. I immediately wrap my arms around her.

Tianna

I don't know what to do. Was she drunk and feeling weepy too? I just hold her.

"I wanted to thank you Tianna. For always being there for me. For being the sister I never had. I don't think I could have got through all this without you." She says. I am stunned.

"Claire, I feel the same. I never thought I would be free to have any type of family. Now to have a husband, sister, brother. It is a bit overwhelming, in a wonderful way."

"Speaking of husband's, do you want me to come help you get him sorted?"

"No, but thank you. I must learn."

"I am just here if you need me."

"Thank you." I hug her and stumble into the room, blinded by my tears.

Claire

I find Jamie in the same position I had left him in. He lays flat on his back with his shoes and breeks on. I come and take his shoes off, then lift his hips and arse to slip off his breeks. I get down to my shift and climb into bed. He mumbles before turning to spoon me, hand across my hip holding me close. I smile as I drift off to sleep.

I awake just a few hours later, groaning a bit as the sun hits my eyes. I nudge my sleeping husband and get a grunt in return.

"Listen, you get mad when I don't wake you, so I am waking you." I tell him. He mumbles something in Ghaildhig and rolls away. I shrug as I get out of bed. "I tried. Don't you dare yell when you find me gone.

I step into the hall and find Tianna.

"Did Jamie growl at you when you tried to wake him? She asks.

"Not growl. He mumbled in Ghaildhig and rolled back over. We tried. Lets go get breakfast and see if Merlin has something for their hangovers.

Even better then willowbark tea, he pulls a packet out of a hidden compartment in his room.

"Pain killers. Modern meds. It won't make them dizzy or drowsy. But will stop the headache and sooth the sick stomachs. I have already dosed Arthur. Just don't let anyone see them." He says.

I give him a grateful hug. And head out. A lady-in-waiting stops us before we get to our rooms. She has new gowns( as the first Dames of the round table) for Tianna and I. And new breeks and shirts for Jamie and Paul.

The gown are rich red velvet with Arthur's seal on them. The breeks and shirts are very high quality and the shirts also contain Arthurs seal. We hurry them back to our husbands, so we can get ready.

Jamie

I wake with a splitting head when Claire breezes back in.

"Jamie love, you must be up."

"Must ye be sae loud Sassanech?"

"Yes. Sorry but Morgarna's trial starts soon and we must get ready." I groan as I sit up and Claire is there, holding a glass of water in one hand and a wee round something in the other.

"What is it?"

"A gift from Merlin. Modern medicine. It will help your hangover." I trust her and Merlin, sae I take it and swallow it. She then presents me with the new clothes. We are both soon dressed.

Claire

We enter the room with the round table in the center of it. I feel like I am stepping into a dream or a painting. I feel a bit dizzy and grab Jamie's arm for support. The other knight's slowly enter. All look worse for wear. Bor's slumps into a seat.

"Can we be as quiet as possible? My poor head is hurting badly."

"Well if you hadn't drank so much, it wouldn't be." I retort.

He glares at me. "I see making you a Dame hasn't cured that salty tongue."

"No, and I would have told ye the same, Dame or not." From beside me, Jamie chuckles.

"My wife is naught the meek and obedient type."

"And aren't we all thankful she isn't." Arthur says as he enters the room. He directs us to four empty seats to his left. Tianna and I seat in the middle with our husbands on either side of us. "I see Dame Claire, you have no problem putting Bors in his place. That is good."

Arthur

"You all know why we are here. We must decide how to deal with Morgarna. But first, justice demands we hear the evidence against her. Dame Claire, tell us how you came to conclude that she was the one who poisoned me."

Claire.

"It was a series of things. The way she watched carefully as the page boy brought it to you. Her evil smile when she saw you take it. At first I thought I had made it to you on time. That I knocked the glass away fast enough. Until you collapsed and the queen screamed. I knew it was poison right away. The odor on your lips and coming from the spilled glass was very distinct.I didn't know it was your own..err that it was Mordred that gave it to you until Merlin told me. I do know if you would have taking a whole swallow that naught but God could have saved you."

"Thank you Dame Claire for everything. Bors, tell us of Morgarna and Morden's attempted escape." He sits up a bit more and rubs his head.

"I was pacing outside the hall, awaiting word. She came flying by. Dragging Modred after her. I quickly came to understand what was going on and ran to tell Daggini."

Arthur

Thank you Bors. Tristan or Jamie, please tell us of their capture." Tristan looks to him.

"You Scots are story tellers, go ahead."

Jamie

"We went to her town, thinking she may be hiding among her people. She wasn't there. But, we did receive word that she had stopped two travelers along the road and threatened them with a curse to steal their horses. We determined she would head inland rather then risk being trapped by the sea. The moors was agreed to be the most logical place. Where she could attempt to hide. We meet up with another man who told us the direction she was heading.

We caught up with them that night. When we told her we were taken her back to stand before ye, she declared ye dead. I informed her otherwise." A mummor goes through them at my words.

Arthur

"Silence. I believe it is plain to see. She planned and almost succeed in executiing me. Anyone disagree?" No one does. "So, she will be burned alive."

Claire

"NO!"

To be continued

#my writing #jamie and claire #outlander fanfic #cannon divergence #from gladiator to knight #the knight one #trial part 1 #what to do with Morgama?

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tellytantra · 4 years

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And autumn was her favourite. The season comforted her in unspeakable ways. For her - autumn was more the season of the soul than of nature....🍁 He who was all grey Abir.. A photographer. A painter. An occasional guitar player.. Bearer of perhaps the most beautiful pair of hazel eyes.. The one who was difficult to get hold of, for he travelled so vigorously. No strings attached with anyone. He wasn't much of a speaker but he had his way with words. Poetry especially. Life had dealt him some heavy blows that he was barely bearing alright. But then he was a fighter,whatever come may. His heart craved for a home but he was all too stubborn to admit it. He's made himself an intense and challenging man with a guarded heart.. Autumn was his favourite. It reminded him that broken and sad things still had a beauty about them,they were still capable of spreading some warmth in others heart. Perhaps not for long but they did. It was the season that filled him with hopes of distant dreams . Moreover, it was the season that brought him to her...🍂 Writer : Marsisn'tfar ch-1 "somewhere far from home.." " I want to swim in it sometimes This feeling of all engulfing Melancholy; And though it feels like it drowns me at times I know I can float and drift away..." ------------------------------------------ It was autumn. Fog was the spirit of the season,making the familiar unfamiliar,muting sounds and softening colours. The leaves are just beginning to turn and the air was staring to bite. It was drizzling that morning. Filling the weather with cold breezes. Abir didn't mind the cold that much. He liked how the world seems to slow down with the cold settling in. He was in his basement, standing in front of a huge canvas ,debating about the colours that he was going to blend that day. Trying to find the arc that was going to define his theme for the day. Finally after a lot of internal arguments he decided to go with blue. It matched with the weather. Besides he really enjoyed the blueish morning haze. So blue it is. He took a deep breath,soaking in the afterglow of a stormy night and letting his imagination run wild. He picked up a brush- a thin one- and open a tube of persian blue. He dabbed his brush on the paint and started to paint. With every stroke of the brush,he would feel more at ease. It was a therapeutic experience for him. he barely notices how time slips by when he's painting. painting lets him discover the parts of himself that he never could've otherwise. It was his safe haven. It was well past noon when he finally came out of his studio. He felt rather hungry so he made himself a cup of coffee. A strong one. With it he toasted two loafs of bread. He wasn't much of a cook but he enjoyed making his meals. he poured some milk for his cats - rose and Casper , whom he found abandoned down the street a few weeks back. He decided it wouldn't be bad to have some company. with his breakfast he came to sit beside the window,it was still raining outside. While eating he started to write down the errands that needed his attention that day- he needed to buy some milk and some groceries. That's it. He was glad. He grabbed his coat and his camera and set out of the house. He took his favourite woodland way. Alone in the eerie calm of the trees,he made his way to the store. He loved every bit of his life in this old town. He loved these drowsy lonely days ,the pouring rain and the city drowning in the foggy grey. It was a different life.much different from the one that he lead when he was with his family. And for that, he was glad . really glad. On most days he would sit in coffee shops and watch men and women cross roads.see the sun sink below the horizon and finally disappear. He would write at times and in other times he would mindlessly roam around the city with his camera,capturing random moments. Abir found a note ,that evening ,on his door when he returned from his grocery shoping which read- "your help will be much appreciated.cooperate with me. Stop smiling!this is serious matter. Am i even your friend ??coz remember - friend in need is a friend indeed !?! JUST TAKE THE JOB dammit P.s - please .." Abir could not stop laughing at his friend's foolish attempts to make him accept the job. This was heights now. For the entire past week Abir had received all sorts of things from bouqets of flowers,free concert tickets to serious threatening letters from sameer. His best friend. Well the situation was that ,sameer was the marketing head for his publishing company and the company's Editor in chief resigned without any prior notice and hence they were in dire need of an editor. And sameer was hellbent on making Abir take the position. Atleast for a short period of time. hence the desperate attempts. But Abir's relation with desk jobs was quite a complicated affair. He despised it. He did feel a little guilty for not wanting to do the job when he knew sameer was in need of help . and he was even thinking of reconsidering his decision about it.Just when he was lost in those thoughts a voice whispered from behind " hello, Mr Abir stubborn-Rajvansh". Abir jumped in surprise. It was sameer. "How did you even get in?" "Door was open my friend or should I say ex-friend?" He knew Abir hated taunts. " Sameer Trivedi! Relax. I have been thinking about this. I know you need my help. And i know you wouldn't have asked if it weren't for an emergency. I am accepting your job bu.." Before Abir could continue any further sameer jumped onto abir to give him a tight hug "now that's like my good boy" he said like a proud dad." I've raised you well." " but I'll be doing this for just three months. Until you find a suitable editor.just three months. Then i quit." "Done.done.but join from tomorrow. There's already a huge pile of work lined up. I demand no more delays" sameer said with this smug grin on his face. "Okay then, it's a deal." Abir sighed in defeat. realising how worthless it was to argue with his dramatic friend.so tomorrow it is. I can't believe he talked me into this. Abir hissed under his breath after sameer bid adieu. So , Editor in chief Abir Rajvansh, good luck with the job. What harm could a three month job do anyway. Maybe a little less time to paint ,less wandering in the streets .more stress.dreadful deadlines. He hated deadlines. It wont be too bad .He thought to himself completely oblivious to what awaited ahead of him. His life was going to take a complete about turn. ch-2 " coffee stains don't go that easy" "you get lost out of a desire to get lost but in the place called lost strange and beautiful things are found..." ___________________________________________ It was vaguely two in the afternoon, mishty was standing on top of the caverly hills looking over the obscured perspective of the city. it looked so tiny with its houses and tall clocks that reminded people of the time that was passing by. mishty was feeling the rush of exploring a foreign city on her own for the first time in her twenty three years of existence. It wasn't easy convincing her family to let her venture on her own but after a whole lot of arguments, fights and crying they agreed upon her proposal- a year long internship at a publishing firm. On her own! she wanted to breathe it all in. Her new found freedom. she wanted to discover about herself and find a place for herself in the world. An identity of her own. she was up for all the good as well as the bad that this journey was gonna bring.she was ready to embrace it all in and experience life on her own. at least for a little while. on her way back to her apartment she bought a vase full of flowers,some blue hydrangeas,purple brassicas,some asiatic lilies,some peach roses and some carnations. She loved having flowers around her,she liked the connotations of grace and elegance they brought with them along with calmness and poetic romance with a symbolism of gratitude. gardens were her safe haven,they have always been. she'd spend hours sitting in the garden back home, sometimes writing,stirring up various plots struggling to organize them into a systematic tale, the other times she'd just lay in the grass to stare at the clear blue of the sky that always comforted her,made her feel a sense of belonging . as much as she loved the garden she never was much good with plants. It was her bade papa who'd handle that department of the garden. she'd watch him treat the plants with so much care and delicacy. the site always moved her. his ability to love unconditionally always moved her. It has just been a week since she moved into her new apartment. she's trying her best to make it as homely as she could and after a whole week of hustle bustle she was quite happy with the outcome. she loved setting up her new home except for the bits that involved moving furnitures.that part was a nightmare. Next day was going to be the first day of her internship. she was feeling a mixture of emotions. she was happy. she was nervous.she was excited and she was petrified of what lied ahead. she was going to intern under the editor in chief himself. she knew it was going to be challenging and there will be a lot to learn. she fought hard to get this position for a year and hence intended to give it the best of her abilities. Mishty made herself some tomato and zuccini soup for dinner and decided to go to sleep early though she knew she was barely gonna sleep that night. after dinner and doing her dishes she lay in bed saying some prayers. it was a ritual of hers. " tomorrow is a big day for your life Mish and you'll make sure to give it your best." she thought to herself and imagining all sorts of scenerios she dozed off for a peaceful slumber. the smell of the new fallen rain caressed the window pane and from time to time Mishty could hear the pitter-patter of the raindrops,the next morning. she rustled around to the other side and noticed the candles still burning. the room was a waltz of scents, from the natural autumn smell to the heirloom pumpkin smells from he candles. It was so cozy that morning. her eyes scrolling across the room fell on the alarm clock that lay beside her bed- 8.13 am it read. mishty jumped up with a jolt. no, no, no, no, no. this can't be. she cannot be late on her first day.oh god this was a terrible start. she marathoned her way to the bathroom to take a quick shower and put on the outfit she chose the previous day. she put some light makeup and quickly ran out of the house. 8.35 am it was.she ran to the metro station and managed to catch the train that would drop her just in front of her office. she could skip her breakfast but she knew she NEEDED her coffee in the morning. she'd otherwise be yawning through the day,which she figured wouldn't leave a good impression and thus she decided she'd quickly grab a cup of coffee from the office canteen. the train dropped her in the block of her office . it was 8.55 am. 'not too bad' she thought.'i should be able to grab my coffee and not be more than 5 minutes late.' she ordered a cup of black coffee and owing to the long line it was already 9.05. which was a bad news for her.the office was on the 38th floor which meant even if she goes by lift she'd be atleast 10 minutes late. just as she arrived at the lobby an almost empty lift was about to leave and for some reason mishty felt it'll be wise of her to run across the lobby to catch that lift. well, that wise decision of hers resulted in a disastrous collision. spilling, if not all,most of her coffee into her dress and the stranger's clothes. mishty felt like crying out loud.this day was an absolute disaster. tears started to roll down her eyes.she wasn't much of a crier but for some reason she couldn't stop her tears. through her tears she finally noticed the light hazel brown eyes staring down at her. the owner of those was the stranger whose white shirt was ruined perfectly by her coffee.she wanted to apologise for the nuisance but her words were stuck somewhere down her throat. she noticed his eyes scanning her.his face held an expression that she couldn't quite make out.thanks to her teary filled eyes. he didn't seem angry ,that she was certain. before she could formulate any sentence, he said with his deep voice- "coffee stains don't go that easy ,you know..they are real definition of stubborn. " and made his way through the stairs. Mishty released the breath she didn't notice she was holding. whether she liked it or not -those eyes made her heart skip a beat. "damn those eyes" she scoffed to herself. " I have way too many things to worry about right now like- how to enter the office without being the joke of the day? those eyes should be the last thing i should be thinking about".+ 'this is going to be one hell of a ride considering the start.'she thought to herself....

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