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First Impressions

Daniel Choi Hogwarts Era - Year Six (2016) - Fall Included : Emily Choi, Tyler Lee, Tara Lee, Minah Delacroix, Sungjae Lee Mentioned : Lucas Zhang

September 1st. D day.

“Is there a reason you are still here?” Daniel asked as he pulled the last of his luggage out of the hire cars boot. His sometime friend and full-time rival pushed himself off the hire car’s bonnet and turned to look at him, plump lips turned up into a smirk his bright pink hair blew slightly in the wind.

“I am here to see my dearest friend off,” Joshua said, taking his sunglasses off. “You know i am going to miss you.” Daniel rolled his eyes finding that hard to believe if anything Josh seemed to be in a terrific mood since hearing the news. “I even had a going away party planned but i got the dates mixed up,” he said. Daniel snorted, oh he sure Joshua had a party planned ready to celebrate, just one Daniel wasn’t invited to.

“What a shame,” Daniel said mockingly. “Well we are here so -” he said gesturing to Joshua and the car hoping this heartbreaking goodbye would quickly come to a close.

“Andrea told me to stay with you until you are actually on the Hogwarts Express,” Joshua said pulling his sunglasses off. “Maybe I’ll sneak on with you,” he said. Daniel watched as Joshua played one of his favourite tricks, in Joshua’s place stood a replica of himself. Not a perfect one, of course, Josh’s metaphoric skills were subpar at best. “How do i look?” he said running a hand through his now silver hair.

“Better than usual,” Daniel said dryly, no matter how many times Joshua pulled this stunt it still made him feel uncomfortable. “Now stop with this identity theft, i need to find Emily and the other two,” he said pushing past Joshua.

Joshua jogged to catch up to Daniel. “Who is that? Emily? Don’t tell me you are experimenting now?”

“Eunha,” Daniel snapped. “We have western names now, Daniel, Emily…. Jennifer? I don’t know what Jinsol is going with,” he shrugged.

“Daniel Choi?” Joshua said testing it out on his tongue. “I don’t like it, i am gonna keep calling you my little Dae bae,” he said. Daniel’s nose scrunched up he didn’t particularly like either name but Dae bae was another level of cringe. “So Eunha is going to be there?” Joshua questioned. “I haven’t seen her in forever maybe i should say hi -”

“Maybe you should stay the fuck away from my 14-year-old cousin,” Daniel snapped. “Can you control your creep fascination with my family to yourself, it’s bad enough that you hooked up Jinsol and flirt with my aunt every time you see her,” he said not even bothering to hide his disgust.

“Aww Dae you forgot to include yourself, you know you are my favourite,” Joshua cooed. “Don’t be jealous,” he said wrapping an arm around Daniel’s shoulder. Daniel was quick to shrug it off, he never forgets about Joshua’s interest in him, how could he when it was so incredibly obvious, he just prefers to ignore it.

“Aren’t i lucky,” he drawled.

“The luckiest,” Joshua said. “Though you never seem to reciprocate my affections,” he pouted, at least he was self-aware. “Though i can’t expect better from a man who once had a crush Ahn Dohyun?” Joshua teased. Daniel scoffed his cheeks heating up; he didn’t have a crush on Dohyun he just respected his contribution to the Asian modelling community. So what if he under the influence said he would ride him like a broom? That didn’t mean he had a crush on him. It just meant his hormones were working.

“So you are really going to follow me to the train?” he asked as they walked into the bustling Kings Cross train station. Daniel had never been to a muggle train station before, either travelling by magic or by hired cars, it was a new experience for him, one he wasn’t particularly enjoying yet. “You really don’t have anything better to do?”

“I told you Andrea told me to make sure you get on the train, something about making sure you fulfil your contracts,” Joshua shrugged. “Plus, i get to check out the Pigfarts crowd, I’ve always been curious about Harry Potter’s old school beside you never know someone might catch my eye,” he said. Knowing Josh several somebodies would have caught his by the time they made it down the stairs.

“What is there to be curious about, its a school?” Daniel pointed out.

“I am home-schooled Daehyung, there is plenty to be curious about.” Daniel shook his head, finding that extremely hard to believe. School to some people could be interesting sure but to someone like Joshua who enjoyed his freedom to the full extent, not so much.

“Well, you can always go to a school if it is eating away at you so much, just not this one,” Daniel said. “I hear muggle schools are pretty accepting.”

“If only I wasn’t a world-famous model with obligations to fill,” Joshua sighed dramatically. “Unlike some people, i stay busy and booked so I can’t just decide to go to some boarding school,” he continued. Daniel wondered how Joshua would react if he knew the only reason he was booked at all was due to his associating with Daehyung Choi, probably a temper tantrum to rival the great Givenchy fit of 2013. “Guess I’ll just have to live vicariously through my normal best friend.”

“You have a best friend?” Daniel asked with a surprised chuckle. “Since when?”

“Funny Dae, seriously maybe after your stint as a high school student you can become a comedian,” Joshua said dryly.

“Some people can be multi-talented Joshie, I know it’s hard for you to understand,” Daniel pointed out. “But since you know so much about Hogwash maybe you can tell me something about it?”

“Hmm,” Joshua paused. “I mean i could but considering you’ve been so ungrateful of my company and insulting me i don’t know if i want to.” He trailed. “Maybe if you gave me something in return,” he said eyes gleaming with trouble. Trouble Daniel wanted no part off.

“Okay then you can go and before you say Andrea told you to make sure i get on the train my aunt will do that,” he said quickening his pace.

“Rude,” Joshua said a little puffed from struggling to keep up with Daniel. “Fine, i don’t know too much, but i am pretty sure the houses are Gryffindor, Evil, Smart and Yellow,” he said listing them off with his fingers. Daniel paused looking at Joshua trying to figure out if he was joking but to his surprise, he seemed serious.

“What?”

“The last three aren’t the actual names but it’s pretty much a summary of them,” he shrugged. “Apparently the only one that matters is Gryffindor and we both know what house you will be in,” he said with a laugh. Daniel hummed in agreement, out of the four options it seemed he was destined to be in the evil house.

“I can see my family,” Daniel said spotting the three of them ahead standing near a vending machine. “You should go before my aunt see’s you,” he said to Joshua. “She can be quite the vengeful bitch when she wants to be and you hurt Jinsol, i know i am shocked my aunt cares i thought we all agreed her first attempt to procreate was a failure but -” he shrugged.

“Fine,” Joshua rolled his eyes. “Don’t miss me too much and don’t forget to write to me every day,” Joshua mocked. Daniel stared at him blankly. “Oh come on i don’t even get a hug, I mean i am the closest thing you have to a best friend and it isn’t like anyone at Hogwits is going replace me not that they would want to, you are not exactly…” he trailed, Daniel rolled his eyes, biting back harsh words consoling himself that Joshua needed to think that, it’s the only way he’d survive. “It’s your last chance at some physical contact,” he said stepping forward-leaning up to whisper that he saw an empty bathroom stall.

“I think I’ll survive,” Daniel drawled stepping away from him. “Don’t get into too much trouble without me,” he said to Josh before running over to his family.

Daniel snuck up behind them, towering over his younger and favourite relative. “9 and 3 quarters?” Eunha questioned looking down at her train ticket lip pulling through her lip. “What does that even mean?” she continued, looking up only to find Daniel standing behind, her big bambi like eyes wide and surprised. It was enough to wipe the permanent scowl off his face. “Dae!” she exclaimed throwing her arms around him. “I mean Daniel,” she said after hearing her mum tut in disapproval. “When did you get here?” she asked.

“And here i thought he got lost,” Jinsol muttered just loud enough for Daniel to hear sounding far too disappointed than someone like her had any right to be.

“Just then,” Daniel answered Eunha ignoring Jinsol’s existence.

“Do you think it’s an Arithmancy test like we have to figure out the length and the platform and figure out where three quarters would be?” Eunha said going back to her ticket.

“Eunha,” Jinsol spoke only to be shushed by her mother coughing and sending a pointed look. “Emily,” she said sarcastically, her eyes narrowed and glaring daggers at their mother. “You are giving these people too much credit, plus what about all the muggle-borns who go to school here?”

“Maybe we should just follow them?” Daniel interjected pointing towards a family wearing the gaudiest of wizarding robes, broomsticks and cauldron on full display for the curious muggles. The apparent disregard of secrecy was in stark contrast to their previous school which sat on top of a Volcano. Maybe Hogwarts had really moved on from their old reputation, that or the tackily dressed people didn’t regard muggles as notable in which case they lived up to their old reputation to a tee.

His Aunt’s nose scrunched clearly unimpressed with the family but nodded anyway, following them would be better than standing around looking like fools. Daniel strutted forward, schooling his face into one that came across as welcoming and cute, a boxy smile on his face, just in case someone decided to look at him. He could only imagine what his aunt would be like if she knew he was rolling his eyes internally.

‘You need to impress these people Daehyung, do what you need to do, smile if they want you to, listen to them like they actually matter, you know how it is.’

“Oh, Sol i was doing you a favour, look at them, ugly style and a bit nuts. I am pretty sure i found your real father and your half-siblings,” he sneered.

“Daniel, Jessica,” His aunty glowered. “Look maybe we can -”

“Why is that girl running towards a wall?” Eunha cut her mum’s off, transfixed all of their eyes followed the family’s eldest daughter ran towards the wall at full speed. Daniel tilted his head to the side perhaps it was a weird rite of passage for British Wizarding families. Just as the girl was going to hit the wall, much to Daniel’s disappointment, she disappeared through the wall.

“So, to get to platform 9 and three quarters -” Eunha started to speak, her normal deep voice going up an octave as registered what just happened.

“We need to a run at a wall,” Daniel finished, “Because nothing says inconspicuous like running towards a wall, are the muggles here under a spell or are they just that oblivious?” he asked with a shake of his head. Hordes of teenagers, some in ugly robes, with broomsticks and owls and half of them aren’t even sparing them a glance.

“I bet a man came up with this,” Jinsol said a disgusted look on her face. “So how should we do this? I nominate Dae- Daniel to go first,” she said turning to him.

He scoffed, running a hand through his hair. “You know i would say ladies first,” he said. “But that means my dear Emily would have to go first so how about untalented los -” he started but was cut off by both Eunha and his aunt shouting at him to stop.

“Emily, my dear,” His aunt said to Eunha, placing a hand on her back. “Since your sister and cousin are squabbling as kindergarteners would-, you, as the most mature one here, go first?” she asked. Daniel craned his neck looking at his aunt incredulously. Eunha looked at her mother shocked before looking down, her hands trembling ever so slightly, a muttered okay escaping her lips.

“I’ll go,” Daniel said glaring at his smirking aunt, she knew very well that he would step in and that pissed him off. It was her fault they uprooted their lives yet she was about to send her youngest and favourite child to run into the unknown. All because she ran out of Asian families to try and gain favour from and now needed fresh European money. Eunha opened her mouth to protest but Daniel stopped her squeezing her shoulder lightly before walking up to the white weirdos.

“Uh excuse me?” He asked his accent heavy because if there was one thing he learned over his travel, people find broken English adorable. The family turned to look at him, the husband seemed weary perhaps he thought Daniel was a muggle, it makes sense a walking cliche like himself would think that “How did you? How do you get to platform nine and three quarter?” he asked widening his eyes and jutting his lip trying to look as innocent as possible. It seemed to work because the wife’s eyes softened as she looked at Daniel.

“Oh, is this your first time going to Hogwarts?” she asked. Daniel nodded cursing this woman for answering his question another dumber question. “My son Alan is just starting as well,” she said pointing to one of her spawns. Daniel plastered a fake smile on his face and nodded once again hoping that it would speed this conversation along, he didn’t want to know about her son.

“Me and my cousin transferred,” He said pointing to Eunha and the other two. “Can you show us please?” he said nodding to the wall. The woman coo-ed waving at Eunha, his aunt and Jinsol. His aunt looked at Daniel who shrugged, if they wanted to know how to get to the platform they might as well get this lesson as well. Reluctantly they came over, Daniel noted with annoyance the way the son’s eyes widened when he spotted Eunha and Jinsol. He hoped little Andy knew his place, he really did.

“Hello,” the woman said. “Benjamin say hello,” she said smacking her husband lightly across the chest. The husband grumbled out a greeting. “Oh aren’t you a beautiful family,” she said looking from Daniel to Eunha and then Jinsol finally settling on his aunt. “Oh you must be their mother, I can see where they get it from,” she gushed. His aunt plastered her what Daniel had realized is I am setting fire to you with my mind smile on and nodded.

“Your family is charming,” His aunt said.

“Arigato,” The woman responded with a laugh. Daniel looked at her and the train tracks wondering what would happen if she just accidentally happened to fall onto the train tracks.

“The platform?” Daniel asked his patience running thin. He had enough of these people and he just wanted to get on the train already.

“Oh right, all you have to do is walk into the wall between platforms nine and ten, best do it at a bit of run since it’s your first time,” she said. “Here watch Alan,” she nodding to her son he grabbed his trolley before taking a breath and sprinting forward. Just like before the child vanished through the wall.

“Your turn now,” The woman said turning to Daniel. Daniel ground his teeth together, fist-clenching around his luggage. If this went wrong at least it would ruin Andrea’s day which would make his. Counting to three he ran forward, ignoring his senses which told him to stop he kept going, closing his eyes as he was just about to hit the wall.

When he opened them he was on a completely different platform, he turned to look at the wall and then back to the platform that was in front of him. It really worked. Stepping away from the wall he took in his surroundings, while the other platform was busy this platform was downright chaotic. Whistles blared and the air was filled with steam from the train. He walked forward, every inch was full from emotional parents saying goodbye to their little brats to teenagers running towards their friends. A few almost running into Daniel as they did so.

“Dae,” He heard Eunha call out to him, he turned around expecting to see her right behind him but unbeknownst to him, he had wandered too far away from the wall. His eyes roamed through the crowd trying to find her. “Over here,” he heard barely spotting Eunha jumping up and down, waving frantically. He nodded waving back before making his way over to her and the others.

“So this is it?” Daniel said looking at his Aunt who nodded.

“Don’t mess this up,” She said to Daniel before turning her attention to Jinsol. “Don’t do anything stupid,” she said dismissively. Daniel shook his head, he was and will never be fond of Jinsol but surely his Aunt could at least say goodbye to her properly, don’t make it too obvious she had a favourite. “Be good and write to me okay,” she said to Eunha who nodded, her eyes watering ever so slightly. “It will be fine sweetie. Dae and Sol will look after you,” she said rubbing at Eunha’s arms. “Okay, remember that you only answer to Daniel, Jessica and Emily from now on,” she said stepping back.

Daniel rolled his eyes nodding, “Come along Emmy,” he said wrapping an arm around Eunha’s arms. “You can come to i suppose,” he said to Jinsol who flipped him off before following along. The trio made their way over to the Hogwarts Express, a formidable large red train, it huffed and puffed as the conductors tried to control the onslaught of students. “Shall we?” he asked looking at both his cousins. Neither looked particularly optimistic but a shrugged sure and nervous nod meant they were on their way.

“Do you think we can get our own compartment?” Jinsol asked as they pushed through the crowded cart. A few curious eyes landed on them, Daniel had no idea how often transfer students were at Hogwarts but he got the feeling it was few and far between.

“It’s pretty close to eleven,” Eunha said checking her brand new watch, a gift from her father for her first day at Hogwarts. “I am going to guess most of them are already full,” she frowned. “We could always just stand out here?” she offered.

“Let’s just find an almost empty carriage and hope that no one wants to start small talk, I am tired after dealing with Andrea and Joshua all morning,” he said rubbing at his temple. “One telling me what pants to wear and the other trying to get into them -”

“Please shut up,” Jinsol muttered a look of disgust on her face. Daniel hummed it must be humbling to never be someone’s first choice. What a pity.

“Well that is one full,” Eunha said standing on her tippy toes to peek into one of the compartments. “Makes sense the one near the exit would be full right?” she offered. “Maybe we should try the back?” she said looking down the hallway with a frown, it was full of students, friends yelling out to each other, hugging, sharing stories of their Summer.

“It will be fine,” Jinsol said. “Let’s just keep looking,” she said. The three of them continued down the hall searching for an empty or practically empty compartment eventually finding one near the end of the train. It wasn’t empty, a girl sat alone with her cat. Daniel figured something was incredibly wrong with this girl considering she was alone but he couldn’t care less.

“Hello,” Eunha said as they entered the compartment, the girl looked like she was Eunha’s age, surprisingly enough Korean, straight dark hair and cat-like eyes. Judging by her outfit she was either a very rich muggle-born or came from an upper middle wizarding family. The girl placed her book down, her dark eyes darting from Eunha to Jinsol and then finally Daniel. “I hope you don’t mind if we sit here, it’s just everywhere else is packed,” Eunha explained.

“You are new,” The girl pointed tilting her head.

“Is it obvious?” Eunha asked smile falling. Daniel glared at the girl, hand instinctively reaching down to his pocket considering whether he should send a jinx her way for upsetting Eunha.

“Well kinda,” the girl said. “Not that you look odd or anything,” she added quickly. “We just don’t usually get many new people, other than the first years of course,” she said. “Though last year there was that French girl,” she added.

“So people will be paying attention to us?” Jinsol asked as she sat down next to the window. Daniel couldn’t help but think she sounded a little hopeful, Daniel shook his head as he placed Eunha and his own luggage into the overhead. It would be funny if it wasn’t so sad.

“Maybe,” The girl said pausing. “At least during the great feast you should be but then maybe Gossip Witch will strike with another fascinating blast,” she said with a roll of her eyes.

“Gossip Witch?” Eunha asked sitting down beside Jinsol, “What is that?”

“This anonymous blog that suddenly started posting about the elite of Hogwarts,” she said. “It’s kinda a big deal and it’s everywhere, it’s on every social media platform you can imagine even some that probably aren’t even made yet,” she said.

“Hogwarts has elites?” Daniel snorted. “What is it any descendant of the Potter’s?”

“I think they posted about Lily once,” she said, “But no it’s mostly about the French girl and the Lee’s,” she said scrunching her nose up. “But who knows maybe you will be Gossip Witch’s new fave and I will never have to hear about he must not be named ever again,” she said.

“Voldemort?” Jinsol asked.

“No worse,” The girl said with a shudder.

“There is someone worse than Voldemort,” Daniel said, he found it hard to believe that someone could be worse than a pureblood fanatic dictator but what did he know.

“You’ll see,” The girl said shrugging, “Anyway what year will you be in?”

“Oh, I think I am going to be a fourth year,” Eunha said quickly, of course, she knew that she had spent her Summer trying to be ready for Hogwarts. “And that means these two would both be six years,” she said nodding to himself and Jinsol. “I am Eun- Emily, by the way,” she said.

“Eun- Emily?” The girl questioned. “That’s a mouthful,” she laughed. “So what is your real name? Eunbi? Eunsol? Eunmi?” she asked her nose scrunching up at the last suggestion.

“Eunha,” Eunha answered. “But I am Emily now,” she said nodding. “This is my sister Jessica and my cousin Daniel, I swear they aren’t normally this anti-social,” she said apologizing for Jinsol and himself unnecessarily, also lying to the girl, he was only social when there was something to gain from it.

“You could have kept your Korean name,” The girl said. “The school is more racist about blood purity than they are about skin colour, though a guy did ask me how to say wanna hook up in Chinese once.” She said grinning viciously. Daniel raised an eyebrow wondering if the idiot guy is still alive. “Anyway, I’m Eunmi,” she said. “Also a fourth year,” she said. “And that is Meow,” she said nodding to her cat.

“Eunmi and Meow, charming,” Daniel said promptly getting an elbow to the side. “Fine, what about these houses? Do you only get to interact with your own house?” he asked.

“What about them? There is Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin,” she said. “And you can interact with whoever you want, there is no rule against, most people just tend to stick to their own houses because you spend pretty much all your day with them,” she said.

“Which is the best house?” Jinsol asked.

“Well I am in Slytherin so I am biased towards there but if you go by the blatant favouritism then Gryffindor is probably your best bet,” Eunmi explained. Daniel thought back to Joshua’s descriptions of the house, maybe he was onto something when he said Gryffindor was the only house that mattered.

“And the other two Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff?” Eunha asked. “Are they not good?”

“I mean they can be, Ravenclaw is meant to be the smart house and Hufflepuff –“ she said.

“Is yellow,” Daniel cut her off. The girl blinked owlishly opening her mouth to speak was cut off by a great clattering.

An older woman opened the door, smiling a dimpled smile. “Anything from the cart dears?” she asked looking in on them before closing the door.

Eunha jumped up, her tummy rumbling as she did. “You guys want anything?” she asked looking at Jinsol, himself and even Eunmi. Daniel shook his head but tried to hand Eunha some money, if she was going to waste her money on sweets and charity cases she might as well use his disposable income but she shook her head. “I got it,” she said sweetly stepping out of the carriage. Daniel followed her; he’d just pay before she had a chance.

“Can I get-“ Eunha started at the same time as a dark-haired boy who came from the carriage across from them started to list his order stopping when he spotted Eunha. Daniel stepped closer looming over her shoulder but apparently, his presence wasn’t as threatening as he hoped it was. At Mahoutokoro no boy dared look at Eunha for longer than a second in fear of Daniel but this boy was looking and if the smile on his face was anything to go by he liked what he saw.

“You go first,” The boy said to Eunha, who much to Daniel disgust, was blushing. Daniel had enough stepping forward to shield Eunha from this guy.

“Dae what are you doing?” Eunha whispered. Daniel ignored her smiling at the trolley lady. “Can we have two of everything please,” he said to the woman, his signature boxy smile on his face. The transaction was quick thankfully, the boy seemingly got the message and stepped back talking to one of his friends. With his arms full of snacks he hadn’t eaten since he was a child he made his way back into the carriage, Eunha trailing behind. “You didn’t have to pay,” she mumbled. “I am not a kid anymore,” she huffed. Daniel turned towards her raising an eyebrow. That was the problem, he couldn’t have any Hoghash boys thinking they had a chance with her.

“I know but you should save your money,” Daniel said to her. “So you want a Chocolate Frog or Liquorice Wand? I figure we give the beans to Jinsol and the other girl can have the rest,” he said as he tipped to food onto the empty chair beside Eunmi.

“Emily is pouting, what did you do Dan?” Jinsol said eyes narrowing. Daniel bristled at the nickname, Dan, he was not a Dan. Of course Jinsol would say something disgusting. First, she assumed upset Eunha and now she was calling him Dan.

“I did nothing,” He huffed.

“He wouldn’t stop glaring at some poor guy and wouldn’t let me pay,” Eunha pouted notable taking the chocolate frogs.

“So he paid for your food and kept some guy away?” Eunmi asked interjecting herself into a conversation she didn’t need to be in. “I don’t see the problem here,” she said, helpfully, at least someone understood what is going on.

“He is just being overprotective,” Eunha said with an eye roll. “Everyone can have some,” she said nodding the pile of snacks. Daniel watched as Jinsol and Eunmi both moved to get some snacks. Daniel leaned back in his chair, pulling out his phone and scrolling aimlessly. Apparently, some Hogwarts student had managed to modernize Hogwarts into having an internet connection. A student breaking their anti-technology spell? What was even happening at Hogwarts?

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“Did you learn anything on your walk?” Eunha asked as Daniel threw on his Hogwarts Robe. Daniel let out an annoyed huff, he didn’t appreciate been exiled from their compartment while they changed. She knew he had no interest in the female anatomy.

“Unless you are interested in some guy named Ashton been unable to keep it in his pants then no not really,” Daniel answered he had heard too much about people he had never met before loves life or lack of love life in some cases.

“I hope someone kicks this Ashton guys butt,” Eunha said with a glare. Daniel’s lip quirked up into a smile. She was adorable even when she was trying to be tough.

“Open,” A female voice said before knocking on their compartment door excessively. Daniel looked from Eunha to Eunmi figuring she’d know what is happening but she shook her head looking at the door confused. Daniel sucked in a breath opening the door.

“Can i-“ he started to say before a brunette girl pushed past him standing in the middle of the compartment, demanding attention. Daniel looked at the girl confused, her brown eyes frantic and her ponytail messy in a way that made Daniel believe that wasn’t her intention. “Are you lost?” he asked her.

“No,” The girl snapped at him. “You are the Choi Siblings, right? Daniel, Eunha and Jinsol,” she said looking at each of them. “I am sorry I didn’t get any information about you,” she said turning to Eunmi who looked at her like she had grown a second head.

“I am not new or related to them,” Eunmi said shaking her head. “I am a fourth-year from Slytherin,” she said as the girl rolled her eyes waving a hand dismissively as if she had done nothing wrong.

“Right anyway, I am Elena, the prefect Professor Headly, put in charge of making your transition into Hogwarts is as easy as possible,” she said to them. “Oh good you are all ready,” she said seeming relieved. “So much better than last years transfer student,” she muttered. “Come with me,” she said. Daniel shared a look with his cousin who seemed just as unsure of this girl as he did. “We don’t have all day people,” she tapping her foot impatiently.

Daniel moved to grab their luggage but was stopped by Elena who tutted. “No need to do that your luggage will be in your dorm once you are sorted,” she said. Daniel held his hands up stepping away, stupid crazy girl.

“Right please follow me,” she said once they were all standing. Daniel and Jinsol followed behind her, Eunha strayed behind saying her goodbyes to Eunmi. “So firstly I would like to welcome you to Hogwarts,” Elena said guiding them back to the front of the train. “I assume you all know the school rules by now, “ she started before going on off a tangent.

“And then they picked Poppy as head girl,” she said as they stepped onto the train station. “Poppy Parkinson, her mum was a death eater? And Cameron as the head boy? He is such a dudebro the only reason he ever got anything done was because of me!” she ranted. “Can you believe it?” she said turning to Daniel waiting for a response. Daniel blinked looking at Eunha clearly confused. The last thing he remembered hearing from this girl was that sneaking members of the other sex into the dorm was strictly forbidden.

“That’s awful,” Eunha said. “But you are still a prefect and that is really good,” she trying to appease the girl.

“Yeah, you are the – what house are you from?” Jinsol asked.

“Gryffindor, the best choice,” she said proudly. “All we need to do is get the quidditch cup back but thanks to Tyler Lee –“ she continued and Daniel went back to ignoring her knowing that he would contemplate drowning if he was stuck in the same house as that girl. He looked ahead eyes falling on the carriages with some hideous creature attached.

“What is that?” Daniel asked pointing ahead.

“The carriages?” Elena said raising an eyebrow.

“No,” Daniel shook his head. “The things in front of it, like a horse skeleton, “ he said, eyes wide as he took it in. The creature was terrifying, a winged skeleton-like creature with a reptile’s face. Jinsol and Eunha both frowned muttering about how they couldn’t see anything.

“Dae are you okay? Did Josh slip something in your coffee?” Eunha whispered. Daniel shook his head, looking at Elena for an explanation. Why did no one know what he was talking about, how could they not see them?

“You can see the Thestrals?” Elena asked, mouth dropping in surprise. “That means you’ve seen –“ she said bringing a hand to her mouth.

“Death,” Jinsol finished her. “Why are you acting so weird about it?” she said to Elena. A rare time Jinsol was looking out for Daniel. “I can’t believe you didn’t know that Daniel, did you ever pay attention in class?” she asked changing the subject. “Such a blonde,” she said climbing into the carriage.

“Right,” Elena said. “Please get in,” she said to Daniel and Eunha. Daniel nodded helping Eunha before sliding in beside her. “So anyway as I was saying Ravenclaw is okay, Hara is great but Sungjae, he is a nice guy but Minah is such a bad influence on him. Honestly he shouldn’t be a prefect anymore,” she ranted. And like that Daniel was back to ignoring her.

“Wow,” Eunha gasped as the castle came into view. “So that is it?” she asked looking up at the castle, eyes wide in awe. Admittedly the castle did make a formidable figure, standing out above the large lake and illuminated by the full moon. The carriage paused a pair of impressive wrought iron gates, flanked with stone columns topped with winged boards.

Elena hummed in agreement. “Yup that is Hogwarts,” she said with a soft smile and a wistful tone. He knew school spirit and pride was drummed into people but that reaction was a little much. “I am sorry it’s my last trip here,” she said, Daniel could have sworn her eyes were tearing up.

“Are you dying?” Daniel asked hoping that he didn’t come across as too eager. The carriage started up again, picking up speed on the long slopping drive up to the castle.

“No,” Elena said looking at Daniel oddly. Well, that was a letdown. “It’s my last year here,” she said pouting.

Daniel nodded before going back to ignoring her. He was pretty sure he’d never have to interact with this girl again (and for that he was so thankful) so it didn’t matter what she thought of him. He zoned out taking in the scenery around him, dense forest, sloping fields and a large lake, the closer they got to the castle the more the nerves took over. Beside him Eunha legs couldn’t stop bouncing up and down, Jinsol had started chewing on her bottom lip. Daniel himself was fiddling with the sleeves of his robes, rolling them up and then rolling them down.

“We are here,” Elena said pointing out the obvious as the carriage drew to a stop. “Come along, Professor Goldhorn is waiting,” she said hopping out of the carriage. Daniel followed suit helping Eunha and even Jinsol out of the carriage. They took a minute to soak in the grandness of the Hogwarts castle before making their way up the stone steps.

“The Choi’s I take it?” They were greeted by a stern-looking woman, her dark grey hair pulled up in a tight bun. She looked down her glasses slipping down her rather large nose. “Crowley you can go to the great hall,” she said dismissing Elena, “You three come to my office,” she said not waiting a beat before turning around her emerald robes swishing as she moved down the hall. Daniel and the others moved quickly to catch up with her. They followed her through the entrance hall, up the marble staircase and along the corridor, stopping in front of her office.

“Come in,” she said shooing them into the room. Her office was on the smaller side, at least compared to the offices of the professors at Mahoutokoro. The centrepiece of her office was the large fireplace. “Sit,” she said motioning to three chairs. “So as you know Hogwarts has a special way of sorting its student,” she said pausing for them to nod in agreement. “Now for our first year the sorting ceremony happens in the great hall during the welcoming feast but given your age, I assume you don’t want to be placed with first years,” she said. “So,” she said walking over to the desk and picking up a dirty pointed hat, it was old and tattered, patches and rips covering its entirety. “I figured we could do this in the privacy of my office,” she said as the hat began to twitch its brim opening to reveal a mouth. Daniel blinked mortified as it started singing, he slowly turned his head to look at Eunha and Jinsol who both were looking on transfixed and horrified.

You’re in safe hands (though I have none), For I’m a Thinking Cap! The hat finally finished. “Okay so we will do this by alphabetical order, Daniel Choi,” she said looking at him and picking up the hat. Daniel’s nose scrunched up as she moved to place the hat on his head. He would need to wash his again after having that thing on his head.

The hat barely touched his crown before yelling out a loud and definitive “SLYTHERIN,”, the hat was promptly taken off his head. Not quick enough if his opinion though, he hoped he’d never have to put anymore enchanted ugly headwear on again.

“Emily Choi,” Professor Goldhorn said placing the hat on top of Eunha’s head. Unlike Daniel’s sorting Emily’s seemed to go on for a few minutes. Daniel frowned wondering what the school’s policy on having a hairstylist visit, he needed a professional to fix Emily’s brown locks after having that on top of her head for so long. Daniel didn’t think he could hate that hat more than he already did but when it called out “HUFFLEPUFF!” loudly he knew if he ever got the chance that hat would be burned to smithereens. How dare they place her in the useless yellow house.

“Can the hat –“ He started to ask before Professor Goldhorn shot him a withering look, a quick the hat is never wrong escaping her painted lips leaving no room for argument.

“Now Jessica Choi,” she said to Jinsol, placing that hat on her head. Jinsol’s sorting was longer than Daniel’s but much quicker than Eunha’s. “GRYFFINDOR” it exclaimed as Daniel glared at it. It sorted the useless cousin into the best house.

“Wonderful,” Professor Goldhorn clapped, “Please make your way to The Great Hall,” she said, “It just straight down the staircase, it’s hard to miss,” she added before leaving the office with a swish, the dumb sorting hat in hand stopping in the doorway, gesturing with her head for them to leave. With a tight-lipped smile that was more of a sneer, Daniel stood up, walking past the Professor stopping at the top of the staircase waiting for Eunha.

“So none of us are in the same house,” Eunha lamented, pouting at Daniel and then Jinsol. “Do you think we will be able to interact?” she asked as Jinsol laughed.

“Oh Eun-Emily,” she said rolling her eyes at having to change names. “Do you really think they are going to forbid you from interacting with your big sister and well, him,” she said looking over Daniel, detest clear in her eyes.

“Do you really think some silly school house is gonna stop me from seeing my favourite person?” Daniel asked throwing an arm around Eunha’s shoulder. “Plus if anyone should be exiled it should be Jessica, after all, she is in the favourite house,” he said throwing a withering glance over his shoulder. “Been a favourite for once, you must be so happy Jessie,” he said in a saccharine sweet voice.

“Don’t make me push you down the stairs,” Jinsol spat.

“Oh go ahead, I’d love for you to have pay off the insurance,” He laughed. Sure he wouldn’t get a knuckle off it but it would be fun to see Jinsol scramble around to try and pay the amount his face was insured for.

“So the Great Hall?” Eunha suggested trying to stop the argument. “You know before we get told off or lost?”

Sharing one last annoyed glance with Jinsol, Daniel turned nodding. “Let’s go.”

The Great Hall like Goldhorn had said was hard to miss, especially when hoards of students piling into it. Daniel’s arm dropped down once he stepped into the hall, it was admittedly grand. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles floating in midair over four long tables, which were quickly been filled by students. On the table laid glittering gold plates and goblets. “I guess this where we might need to separate,” Daniel said reaching out squeezing Eunha’s hand. “If anyone causes you any trouble come find me,” he whispered. Eunha nodded, turning to give a quick hug to Jinsol before the three of them made their way over to their respected tables.

Daniel walked down the Slytherin table looking for an empty spot to sit. “Daniel,” a distinctly female voice called out. Daniel whirled around looking for who called out. He frowned looking around the room searching for whoever said it, with a shrug he moved on figuring out that maybe they were talking to another Daniel, it was a pretty common name.

“Daehyung,” This time he froze, that name wasn’t common at all. “Hello,” he heard seeing a leggy girl with coloured orange hair. “Come sit with us,” she said waving her hand at him. He raised an eyebrow as he looked her over, her robe was open showing off a ruched blouse and a skirt that was definitely shorter than the school uniform code. The piece de resistance was her Cartier handbag that hung loosely off her arm. She seemed wealthy enough. Daniel nodded making his way over to her.

“Ah I am so excited you are here,” The girl said smiling at him sweetly before narrowing her eyes. “Move, you are in my spot loser,” she snapped to a boy who was trying to chat to a blonde girl. “I am sorry about that,” she said turning to Daniel. “Some people don’t know their place, anyway as I was saying, I am such a huge fan – I remember last Summer I went to Tokyo to visit family and your face was everywhere,” she said. “Once Gossip Witch posted about you and your cousins, I am so sorry by the way Hufflepuff – tragic,” she said looking in down like she was mourning, “I knew I had to make sure you were integrated with the right crowd,” she said.

“There is a wrong crowd?” Daniel asked. The girl laughed in response.

“Of course there is,” she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Now come sit,” she said sitting on the bench. Daniel looked at the bench with an eyebrow raised, did she expect him to sit on her lap. He got the distinct feeling that Hogwarts students were weird but surely that would be pushing it. He opened his mouth to point out that there was no room, when the blonde girl next to his new friend turned to the person beside her, daggers coming from her eyes. The girl who was on the receiving end quickly stood up practically running away as the blonde slid down leaving a space. Daniel hummed well that works.

“Ladies meet Daniel Choi,” The orange-haired girl, said tapping the spot beside her. “He is that model I told you all about,” she explained.

“I thought his name was Daehyung?” The blonde girl asked, the glare now replaced with a look of curiosity.

“He changed his name obviously Aspen,” The dark-haired girl across from them answered looking up from her copy teen witch. “You know to appease your kind,” she said to Aspen with a roll of her eyes. “Do you think Giselle’s name is really Giselle?”

“If you want to survive you all better say yes Giselle’s name is Giselle,” Giselle, the orange-haired girl threatened. “Anyway yes Daniel is the model I told you about,” she said rolling her eyes. “You know – “

“The one who was on the cover of Mode and Teen Witch Japan at the same time,” The dark-haired girl said with a laugh.

“The one who has been the brand ambassador for Hex and Helix, Divine Beauty, Chanel and Louis Vuitton,” Aspen continued. “You know with the cousin?” she said. Daniel looked at her confused, what did she mean with the cousin.

“Yeah,” Giselle agreed solemnly.

“Were sorry, it’s bad enough a Gryffindor in the family but a you know,” Aspen trailed off.

“It’s okay, no one will think any less of you,” The dark-haired girl said. “You can’t control them,” she shrugged.

“Anyway, enough about that Priya,” Giselle interjected. “I am sure you don’t want to talk about it, it’s upsetting enough,” she said to Daniel patting his back in what was meant to be a comforting move but was just ignoring his personal space.

“Thank you,” Daniel said, “And uh thank you for appreciating my work,” he added, a bashful smile making its way onto his lips. He wondered if Giselle was part of his fan club or just a social climber.

“Here,” Aspen said handing him a goblet. “Don’t worry it’s not pumpkin juice,” she said winking at Daniel. Daniel sniffed at there was no obvious poisons, deciding to risk he took a sip, wine, a decent red at that, he had no idea how they got it but he was glad they did.

“Trust me you’ll need it to get through the sorting ceremony,” Priya whispered to him. “First years are so exhausting,” she said.

“Don’t forget the headmaster’s stupid speech and the school song,” Giselle said nose scrunching up in disgust. “Hoggy Hogwarts, I can’t believe I used to sing that crap,” she scoffed. “Don’t judge me,” she said to Daniel. “I was young and stupid,” she said.

“So nothing has changed then,” A boy said walking past, Daniel turned to look at who said it to see a tall boy, probably older than them, wearing a skirt.

“Don’t worry about him,” Aspen said with an annoyed scoff. “Caspian thinks he is all that because he is a seventh year and is friends with two prefects,” she said shaking her head. “Everyone knows in that the sixth years run the Slytherin house, especially since Poppy is the head girl now, like the headmaster has pretty much condemned her to the domestic life with a that Gryffindick,” she said.

“Also Aspen has never got along with Caspian because he made out with her old crush,” Priya laughed. “It was this huge thing, luckily it was pre gossip witch,” she said.

“Thankfully,” Giselle said. “Imagine if Gossip Witch was here when it happened, Aspen would have never been able to show her face again,” she said, Daniel was sure she seemed a little too gleeful at prospect.

“Oh right Gossip Witch, I heard about that but the person I talked to said they only really post about the same people,” he said.

“Oh Gossip Witch definitely has her favourites,” Priya said rolling her eyes, “Minah Delacroix and her Lee’s,” she said shaking her head. “Merlin’s beard why does Gossip Witch assume we all care about that not so love triangle.”

“Because we supposedly don’t have anything else to do,” Aspen drawled. “And we are supposed to believe Sungjae Lee is a worthy competitor against Tyler,” she laughed.

“Well you will never hear me speaking ill of Sungjae Lee,” Giselle said. “Thanks to him we have the internet,” she praised.

“So you are saying you’d choose Sungjae over Tyler?” Aspen said looking at Giselle, ignoring Daniel’s presence entirely.

“I am not saying that but I am not going to bash him, he has given me Instagram, Tik Tok and made Hoot until he can get the Twitter batch out,” she said. Daniel blinked, the only word familiar to him was Instagram and even that was a foreign land to him.

“I would,” Priya said with a shrug. “He is decent looking but not hotter than me so he will be an easy catch and is destined to become some sort of Tech billionaire,” she pointed out. “But if I am completely honest I don’t think he beats for my team if you know what I mean,” she said wiggling her eyebrows.

He is friends with Caspian and Siobhan and those two are well….” Aspen said judgement clear in her tone.

“Is there a problem with being… “ Daniel repeated mockingly. He had just assumed these people adopted him so they could have a gay best friend.

“Of course not,” Giselle said as it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You were so brave coming out so young,” she said as her friends nodded in agreement. “It just Cas and Siobhan are losers,” she said. “Hey maybe if Sungjae is interested in boys you could date him,” she said.

“Giselle!” Aspen said. “No Daniel is way too good for him, I’ll find you some more worthy of your affections,” she said.

“Yeah your next boyfriend probably,” Priya muttered under her breath.

“Either way,” she shrugged. “Hey Daniel, you should add us on Insta,” Giselle spoke before pausing. “Or you finsta, I know your company doesn’t allow you to follow anybody,” she said. Daniel nodded, he has no control over his Instagram and he wasn’t sure what a finsta was. “I know this because Joshua Jung slid into my DM’s the other week,” she said proudly.

“Oh wow,” Daniel said pretending to be awed, he didn’t think have Josh slide into any crevice was a badge of honour, it was more like a tramp stamp but she seemed excited about it. He was saved from having to say anything more thanks to a slew of 11-year-olds made their way into the hall, all wide-eyed and bushy-tailed.

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“Where do you think you are going?” Giselle asked cocking an eyebrow at Daniel, the feast had finished and Daniel just wanted to check in Eunha, make sure she wasn’t been rejected by the Hufflepuff crowd.

“I was going to check on my cousin,” He said as Giselle, Aspen and Priya gasped, all three of them shaking their heads frantically.

“No sweetie,” Priya said quickly, “You can’t go over there, one it’s social suicide and two we do actually have to head to our dorm,” she said.

“The only time you can go to the Hufflepuff table is if you want to huff and puff,” Aspen said. “But even then, I know a guy who has better options,” she added. “Just let me know what you need.”

“Come on,” Giselle said linking arms with Daniel, Priya took the other arm effectively trapping him. “So our common room is in the Dungeons, I know ew right but it’s really the best one out there,” she said.

“And trust her she has been in all of them,” Priya laughed as Giselle let out a scandalized noise. “But it’s true no other common room is more refined than ours,” she said.

“Ravenclaws common room is pretty nice as well,” Aspen said walking backwards. “It’s in the Astronomy Tower,” she said. “I am not going to tell where Gryffindors or Hufflepuffs are, you might be too tempted to try and find your cousins,” she said eyes narrowing.

“I mean i know it’s Gryffindor but surely he could speak to that cousin if he wanted,” Giselle said. “She looks like she has potential,” she said.

“Jessica?” Daniel snorted. “No, trust me, just no,” he said, the idea he would run in the same social cycle as Jinsol was horrifying to think about. “Should I know anything else about Slytherin?” he asked hoping to get some useful information out of them and not just hearing about how they had a plan to make a finsta.

“Hmm,” Giselle pretended to think.

“You are a pureblood right?” Priya asked. “We aren’t as bad about that stuff now but if you are a half-blood or muggle-born maybe don’t let people know,” she whispered.

“What are you whispering about Patil,” A tall boy asked sliding in next to her. Priya bristled next to him, an annoyed scowl on her face.

“Blowjob techniques, got any tips, Stefan?” Priya asked. “No of course not because no one would touch you with a fifty-foot broom,” she said with an eye roll. “Daniel meet Stefan, he is a six-year like us but you know not as important or attractive,” she said.

“You’re a sixth year?” he said eyeing Daniel. “Guess we will be seeing each other,” he said a smirk making its way onto his lips. “See ya later Patil,” he said with a wink before sauntering over to a bunch of other guys. Daniel knew smirks and that one was trouble, that one meant the idiot was going to pull some shit on Daniel and Daniel was just too tired for dealing with it.

“Don’t worry about him,” Giselle said once he was out of earshot. “He is just pissed Priya rejected him,” she said.

“Oh and Tyler kicked him off the quidditch team,” Aspen added with a laugh. “Apparently he missed training last season and you know what Tyler is like,” Aspen said.

“He bought on himself,” Giselle with a nod. “He was dragging the team down, I heard Tyler is going to pull guys up from the reserve side, maybe Zhang,” she said.

“Nah Zhang isn’t making the team for two more years; he is a seeker, right?” Aspen said. “Yeah Tyler isn’t letting on the pitch until he is done,” she said.

“True,” Giselle lamented. “It’s a shame though Lucas would look good on a broom,” she giggled.

“Right,” Priya said rolling her eyes. “What about Kim? She is a chaser and is actually pretty good,” she pointed out. Daniel nodded not knowing who any of these people are and why he would care.

“Yeah, but she did laugh when Sungjae hit him with the jelly legs jinx,” Aspen pointed out.

“He would stop someone from joining the team because they laughed?” Daniel asked with an eyebrow raised. “Should I be worried about this Tyler guy?” he asked. From what he heard he seemed to be in charge of the whole house.

“No,” Giselle said quickly. “You are amazing.”

“What she means is there is no reason to be worried,” Priya said rolling her eyes at her friend. “You probably won’t see him outside of class, he has his own separate room in the boy’s dorm and is very picky about who he spends time with,” she said with a bitter scoff, Daniel had a feeling someone got rejected. “Not that you aren’t worth spending time with,” she tacked on.

“But seriously don’t worry,” Aspen said. “You will have no problems as long as you stick with us,” she said, the threat was there. Daniel bit his tongue but noted to one day ruin this girls life enough that she would want to jump off that Astronomy Tower she was talking about before.

“So the password for our common room is Viper,” Giselle said to him. “It changes fortnightly though so be prepared,” she warned him.

“Why is Hogwarts against elevators,” Priya complained as they made their way down a winding staircase.

“Maybe you should hook up with Sungjae and see if he can put one in,” Aspen joked. Priya tilted her head before shrugging.

“If I did she wouldn’t be able to use it,” Priya whispered to Daniel.

“Well you would have done all the work,” He whispered back to her, Priya giggled happily. Daniel winced as he felt Giselle tighten her grip on his arm, he guessed she didn’t like been excluded from the joke.

“We are here,” she said as they stopped in front of a stone wall. “Daniel you should say the password since it’s your first time,” she said before a bunch of boys ran past shouting the password.

“I guess I’ll have to wait to pop my password cherry,” Daniel said pulling out of Giselle and Priya’s grips. He really just wanted to get into this dormitory, find his stuff and wash his hair. He could barely hide his annoyance as he had to walk down a narrow hallway, he thought he was here.

“Welcome to the common room,” Priya said once they finally got out of the hallway. “It’s nice right?” she said. Daniel nodded in agreement, it looked like it came from the pages of Witch Deco. “It used to be super ugly, you know just after the war but thankfully people with taste came in and made it more modern,” she explained.

“So the boys dormitories are over there,” Giselle said pointing to a staircase. “Normally I would say we should chat some more but we all have to be up early tomorrow to pick up our schedules,” she said with a yawn. “Do you want someone to lead you to your dorm?” she asked. “I can call one of the guys over,” she offered.

“No it’s fine,” Daniel said, “You should all go get some beauty rest,” he said to them, some needed it more than others. Giselle nodded, before leaning up kissing both his cheeks, Daniel blinked in shock as Priya and then Aspen followed suit. “Goodnight,” he said quickly moving up the stairs, desperate now to not only wash his hair but now his face.

Finding the sixth year’s room was rather easy, it was a spacious room with four four posters each hung with deep emerald curtains. To the end of the room was a single door, what he assumed was the great Tyler Lee’s room. His three dormmates stood near one bed, all eyes on him.

“Hey man,” He noted it was Stefan that was greeting him. Daniel rolled his eyes knowing that this was not going to end well, not for these other guys at least. Stefan noticed Daniel seemed less than impressed, “Hey no, we just want to welcome you to our oh so humble home,” he said bowing mockingly.

“Is it true you are a model?” One of the guys asked, a chuckle escaping his lips. “That’s pretty.. fruity you know,” he said. Daniel once again rolled his eyes.

“Can we skip this whole you all pretend to be nice and get to whatever dim-witted thing you have planned, I am a little exhausted, so –“ he said making a hurry-up gesture. The third boy, a burly idiotic looking beast stood up, Daniel’s luggage in hand.

“Hang on pretty boy,” Stefan said. “I think you have the wrong idea, you see I think we can all be great friends, right guys –“ he started to speak. Daniel was always the quickest to draw his wand so before the three of them could notice he already have Stefan flying back against the wall. The two others watched on in surprise before snapping out of their daze.

The second guy started to sending jinxes and curses his way, all of them Daniel had sent back with ease. Did they teach them how to duel at Hogwarts because honestly, a third-year student at Mahoutokoro could do better than this. The burly guy didn’t bother with magic and instead grinned dragging his things near the door, opening it and pushing his things in with a laugh before closing it. Daniel raised an eyebrow wondering what was the point of that. He didn’t get a chance to ponder about it too much as the big guy had decided to go all muggle and try to tackle Daniel, Daniel thinking quickly hit him with a stupefy unfortunately due to him fighting two people at once, the big was thrown at the door with a loud bang. Stefan and the other guy looked over nervously. Daniel didn’t waste time and hit the three of them with a levitating spell, smiling as they floated mid-air.

“What do you wa –“ Daniel heard someone say, he turned to see who he assumed was Tyler looking from him and his fellow sixth years and then back to him. “Nice,” he said chuckling clearly amused by what he was seeing. He walked over to where Stefan was hanging in the air, “Did I say anything about hazing the new guy?” he asked flicking Stefan’s forehead. “Fucking idiot,” he muttered. Without a word the three others dropped, Stefan and the burly one were lucky enough to fall on a bed, the other guy, well he was not so lucky, instead, he fell face-first onto the ground. “Go see Nurse Pomfrey first thing tomorrow,” Tyler said stepping over the guy and walking over to Daniel.

“So I am guessing your luggage was what was tossed into MY room,” he said to Daniel. Daniel nodded, “I am guessing the big idiot was the one to come up with that idea?” he said and once again Daniel nodded. “Can you speak?” he asked raising an eyebrow, “Oh do you not speak English?” he asked.

“Do I need to answer you verbally?” Daniel asked, taking in Tyler Lee properly quick to decide his face, which despite the wicked gleam in his eyes, was cute, he had big eyes and a sweet looking smile, did not match the rest of his body which was thankfully on display. They must have interrupted him mid nightly routine, he was shirtless with low hanging sweats.

“It’s rude not,” Tyler said tilting his head. “And your luggage broke my defence system,” he frowned. “So you kinda owe me,” he said.

“What?” Daniel asked dropping his wand.

“Just come on,” Tyler said pushing him towards his room. Normally Daniel would have no problem with a guy like him manhandling him but right now he was just very confused and a little scared and not in a fun way.

“Look I don’t know what is –“ he started to speak before been shushed by Tyler.

“In,” he said push him in. Daniel stumbled, eyes widening as he looked around the room. It was nice, really nice and Daniel was a little jealous. Why couldn’t he get his own room, did he have to play quidditch was that it? “Sit,” he said gesturing to a chair.

“If you want to me boss me around you could at least buy me dinner first,” Daniel muttered as he stomped over to the chair.

“Winky,” Tyler called as a house-elf appeared. “Could you get me some snacks, you pick, you know what I like,” he said to the elf. The elf let out a quick yes Mr Tyler, bowing and disappearing and then reappearing with arms full of food. “Give it to him,” he said to the house-elf who promptly dumped his haul into Daniel’s lap. “So now I can boss you around right,” Tyler said smirking at Daniel. Daniel’s eyes narrowed. Tyler rolled his eyes, “Relax, I don’t know what those girls have told you but I am a nice guy,” he said. Daniel knew for a fact if someone had to tell you they were nice they were most definitely not nice but he wanted this to be over so he kept that fact to himself.

“From what I’ve noticed they all seem to hate, love and worship you at the same time, it’s pretty impressive,” he admitted. Tyler grinned nodding proudly, seemingly happy to hear that. “Not trying to be rude because I have the distinct feeling I should feel honoured to be in your presence but I am tired and I had to wear that disgusting hat so I am not sure what creatures are currently making a home in my hair –“ he ranted stopping because he didn’t need to be sharing that with anyone. “What do you want?”

“The sorting hat, it’s so unsanitary,” Tyler agreed, “I swear they haven’t washed that thing once since I’ve been here,” he said as Daniel’s hand wander up to his head wincing as he ran his hand through his locks. He would sue this school if it caused permeant damage. “Well firstly, is that your stuff?” he said nodding to a pile of Daniel’s belonging which while neatly stacked was no longer in his suitcase. Daniel jaw clenched as Tyler laughed. “I didn’t go through your things if that is what you are thinking, though seriously sneaking contraband into school, you are so lucky they didn’t check this year,” he said.

“What?” Daniel asked before realization dawned on him. “Joshua!” he said a growl escaping his lips. Tyler quirked an eyebrow at him, as he picked up a box of chocolates from an admittedly large pile. Daniel winced as the overwhelming smell of peppermint and rose wafted through the air. “Don’t eat those,” Daniel said as Tyler looked up at him. “They are laced with a love potion, a poorly made one though since I can smell the ingredients,” he said. Tyler looked at the box curiously before waving his wand leaving the box a pile of ashes.

“Thank you,” Tyler said. “Now I am going to pretend I know and care about what a Joshua is and skip ahead, the big lug threw your luggage in here knowing that my wards would have destroyed it as soon as it crossed the threshold,” he explained. “He was stupid enough to try and get in my room, completely destroyed his wand, burnt all his hair off and left him tinkled pink, literally, with yellow boils – not pretty but for him, it might have been an improvement,” he said. “Anyway apparently your own charms and wards messed with mine, your suitcase is completely ruined but your belongings are completely fine, even stacked neatly by yours truly,” he boasted. Daniel found it hard to believe Tyler has ever stacked a thing in his life.

“Thank you?” Daniel offered.

“Yes,” Tyler said. “You have good taste by the way, in clothes I mean,” he said. “I don’t suppose you play quidditch do you?” he asked appraising Daniel.

“Thanks?” He said again. Daniel didn’t have taste when it came to clothes, he rarely ever got to choose what he wore. He was a walking billboard, more a mannequin than a human being, it used to bother him (it still does) but he hasn’t had a choice in anything that happened in his life, why should his clothes be any different.“And no not anymore, my manager banned me from playing, a bludger to a face would ruin my career apparently,” he shrugged.

“That’s just sad,” Tyler said. “You mustn’t have been very good if your manager was that worried about bludgers,” he said shaking his head.

“I was plenty good, my face is just worth more,” Daniel huffed.

“If you say so,” Tyler shrugged.

“I should go –“ he said standing up, placing the pile of snacks on the chair. “I’ll just grab my stuff,” he said to Tyler.

“I wouldn’t sleep out there,” Tyler said in a sing-song voice. “The three stooges will want revenge,” he said. “Look I never do this but I feel bad for you,” he said placing a hand on his heart clearly touched by his own kindness. Daniel tried not to show how annoyed he was about Tyler feeling bad for him. “Go shower and you can stay here tonight,” he said. Daniel raised an eyebrow, Tyler didn’t ping him but maybe he was curious.

“Uhm?” Daniel said. “Are you sure –“ he continued looking from the bed and back at Tyler. Tyler shook his head a disappointed sigh escaping his lips.

“You failed test one,” Tyler said, “You don’t question me, especially when I am going out of my way to be nice you say thank you Tyler,” he recited. Everyone who mentioned Tyler Lee to him was wrong, he wasn’t intimidating or cool he was just really strange. Tyler coughed pointing to another door. “Tomorrow you’ll have your second test, don’t fail that one – What is your name?”

“Daniel” He grumbled.

“Right well then don’t fail your second test Daniel,” he said. Daniel blinked picking up his things before walking into Tyler’s ensuite. So much for Tyler Lee not noticing him.

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The next morning came too quickly and a groggy Daniel was woken up by a house-elf sitting on his chest. “Rise and shine Daniel, we have things to do,” he heard Tyler’s voice from somewhere in the room. “Is this a one of a kind Gucci Sweater? Hmm, I need to get one,” he heard. Daniel groaned sitting up, much to Daniel’s relief and disappointment Tyler had expanded his room enough to fit the four-poster bed from the dorm in his room. “Oh good you are up, come on it’s breakfast time and time for your second test,” he said happily, already dressed for the day.

Daniel sighed standing up. “Accio lookbook,” he said as the lookbook Andrea had planned for him came flying at him, flipping to page one he quickly called for the pieces he needed. Tyler looked on, foot tapping impatiently. “Every day is a runway and I have endorsement deals I have to uphold,” he explained. “You can have the sweater if you want by the way.”

“I don’t need your charity Daniel Choi,” he said with a huff.

“Clearly,” Daniel said looking around, everything in this room was lavish. “I was saying thank you,” he added. Tyler hummed considering what he said.

“Well then I appreciate the offer but I will get my own,” He said. “Good you are ready,” he said clapping. Daniel frowned, was Tyler one of those mythical morning people?

“I am actually meant to be meeting up with Giselle and Pri-“ he started before Tyler raised a hand to stop him from continuing.

“They will understand,” Tyler said. “Now come on breakfast,” he said

. “Couldn’t you just get your house-elf to bring you breakfast in bed?” Daniel asked. “Which reminds me why do you have a house-elf? And your own room? Does Hogwarts really take quidditch that seriously?” he asked. “Also random question but what is a finsta?”

“I don’t eat in bed, and yes Hogwarts does take quidditch seriously,” Tyler answered as they walked through the boys dorm. “But that isn’t why I have my own room,” he said. “Hang on,” he said stopping at the door pulling his wand out muttering spell, Daniel watched as the potted plants on the floor came up over their three slipping roommates and tipped onto them. “Okay let’s go,” Tyler said.

“So,” Tyler said as they ended up in the great hall. “We will be having breakfast at the Ravenclaw table,” he said.

“I thought going to other tables was strictly forbidden,” Daniel said as Tyler turned to him looking at him as if he said something so incredibly dumb.

“Who told you that? Wait don’t answer,” Tyler said shaking his head.

“So you can go to other tables? great I need to go see my cousin,” he said trying to make his way over to the Hufflepuff table.

“What are you doing?” Tyler asked grabbing him and pulling him back. “Oh is your cousin in Hufflepuff?” he asked, Daniel nodded. “Oh no, Daniel, I am so sorry, why didn’t you tell me that no wonder you failed the first test, don’t worry I will strike it from your record, “ he said patting Daniel’s back. “But no you can’t go to that table, ever, anyway test time,” he said, dragging Daniel to three people dressed in blue.

“Hello, ladies and trolls how are we this morning?” Tyler asked. Daniel frowned wondering what this test was until he noticed, the troll in this equation, a boy with mostly black hair with blue streaks through his bangs, cat-like eyes and what seemed to be permanently pouted lips looked at Tyler with a scowl, his lips barely moving but Daniel noticed the incarnation he was muttering. Daniel muttered his own defence protecting Tyler from whatever the boy was trying to do. The boy blinked looking surprised and then finally settling on Daniel, Daniel smirked cocking an eyebrow challenging this guy to try again.

“Daniel,” Tyler said looking between Daniel and the guy. “Ignore him, this is my lovely little sister, Tara,” he said pointing to a girl, Daniel nodded he could see the family resemblance.

“Hello,” he said with a wave. Tara muttered her own hello before looking at her brother. Tyler was staring at Daniel intently which was odd. “Your brother’s really nice?” he offered trying to get Tyler to look somewhere else. He nodded seemingly happy with his praise. Maybe he wanted to prove he was a nice person. “And this is my girlfriend Min-“

“I am not your girlfriend!” The girl snapped.

“Minah,” Tyler sighed. “Don’t be rude to my friend, say hello,” he said. “She is just keeping it on the down-low,” Tyler informed Daniel. “We are actually en-“ he started before an apple was thrown at his head, luckily he managed to duck.

“Hello Minah, girlfriend not girlfriend of Tyler,” Daniel said. “Wait Minah, oh this is the love triangle, I got told about,” Daniel said. “You must be the internet guy,” he said pointing to the guy. “Sunghae,” he said nodding. “Can you make an elevator?” he asked.

“Don’t talk to him,” Tyler said pulling Daniel away, Daniel pouted he wanted an answer. Once they were away from the table. “So what do you think?”

“Well Sunghae was better at spells than Stefan and his friends but I blocked it,” he said. Tyler tilted his head. “That’s what we are talking about right?” he asked as Tyler shook his head.

“What did Sungjae try and do?” he asked, “No, never mind, what do you think of Tara and Minah? Do you think they are pretty?” he asked.

Daniel blinked, maybe he wanted to make his sister and girlfriend models?. “Yeah I guess?” Daniel offered. “I mean objectively of course, wait are you trying to set me up with your sister, oh no, sorry but that isn’t –“

“No!” Tyler snapped. “Wait why are you saying no, do you think you are too good for my sister?” he asked his eyes narrowing.

“You’re confused, I am saying I am a little too gay for your sister,” Daniel deadpanned as Tyler froze, he had to bit back a laugh as Tyler seemed to malfunction. “Is that a problem?” he asked.

“No,” Tyler said quickly, “It’s good,” Tyler nodded curtly. “Right,” he muttered. He was about to say something when a girl in a Gryffindor uniform leapt on him.

“Tyler, come have breakfast with me, I haven’t seen you all Summer,” she said, not sparing Daniel a second glance as she dragged Tyler away. Well, that was fun.

“Daniel,” He turned to see Giselle, Priya and Aspen racing towards him. “Why didn’t you wait for us in the common room?” Giselle asked with a pout. “You look cute,” she said fixing his Gucci felt cap and pulling on his tie. “Priya can charm this, it’s not the right colour,” she frowned. “Also fix his cap, make it green instead of red, we don’t want people to get confused and think he is a Gryffindork,” she said tutting.

Priya stepped forward, speaking her spells and waving her wand. “Much better,” she said. “So we were told Tyler Lee stole you away,” she said.

“And we knew they were lying,” Aspen said, Daniel glanced over at her, nose scrunching up the sight of bare skin. Crop tops were apparently a part of the Hogwarts uniform. Charming.

“Right,” Daniel rolled his eyes. “So food then and schedules, right? I am starved,” he said patting his stomach. Giselle nodded once again linking arms with him.

“So what classes did you pick?” Giselle asked as they walked back over to the Slytherin table, Daniel smirked as once glance from her once again cleared the table. She sat down pulling down beside her as Priya and Aspen sat across from them. “I hope we are in the same classes,” she said pulling out her phone. “Ugh this stupid app isn’t working,” she frowned.

“Oh, so we got our schedules by phones?” Daniel asked.

“Not really, they bought this app in last year but they can never get it working so we all end up getting it the old fashioned way,” Aspen said. “Leave the muggle tech to muggle-borns, the professors can’t do anything,” she said rolling her eyes.

“Daniel, time for a first-day selfie,” Giselle said sliding closer and taking a photo. “Oh we look so good,” she hummed as she turned her attention back to her phone. “Remember to add us to your finsta today,” she said. “I want to be able to tag you,” she said.

“Why is Sungjae Lee staring at you?” Priya asked.

“Giselle is very pretty why wouldn’t he?” Daniel asked looking at the picture of Giselle’s shoulder. “Maybe the internet god appreciates people enjoying his work,” he said as Giselle looked up beaming at him. It would seem a little bit of praise goes a long way with her.

“He is looking at you,” Aspen said.

“Oh,” Daniel said looking up to find Sungjae looking at him curiously. Daniel winked at him smirking as Sungjae suddenly looked away. Cute. “Why wouldn’t he?” Daniel asked turning back to his ‘friends’. “I am very pretty right?” he asked as the three nodded furiously.

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“So we took your results from your old school,” Professor McKeon said looking down at Daniel’s results. “Exchanging them match our OWL levels, I have to say I am surprised, you have so many O’s,’ Daniel had no idea what O’s were but he nodded. “You are cleared for Charms, Defence Against the Dark Arts, Transfiguration, Potions, Ancient Runes, Divination and Muggle Studies,” he said tilting his head as he read the last class out, handing Daniel his schedule.

So what classes are you in?” Giselle said bouncing over to him. “Are you taking Astronomy?” she asked as Daniel shook his head watching as she deflated. “Give me your schedule so we can check,” she said as Priya and Aspen crowded around as well.

“Can I look at it first,” Daniel laughed, he had a class – well now, he was looking further when his schedule was promptly ripped out of his hands. Daniel looked up ready to tell Giselle off only to find Tyler looking over his schedule humming and hawing as he did so. Daniel looked at him annoyed as the girls watched with wide eyes.

“Switch Muggle Studies and Divination for Care of Magical Creatures and Arithmancy,” he said handing back to Daniel. Daniel blinked looking at the girls for some help but they were to busy staring at Tyler. He coughed trying to get them back to a normal state.

“Yeah you should totally change it, Daniel,” Aspen said. “Who even does Muggle studies these days?” she asked. Daniel glared at her, if she kept this up by the end of the year she would be at the bottom of the lake. Beside her, Giselle and Priya nodded.

“Hmm,” Tyler said looking at the trio with an eyebrow raised. “Ladies I believe potions is about to start,” he said to them. They nodded giggling as they scampered away, Daniel raised an eyebrow, Tyler was dismissing them and they were completely fine with it, even thankful.

“So the powderpuff girls?” Tyler said looking at them as they hurried down to the Dungeon.

“The what?” Daniel asked. “Is that what they call themselves?” he said scrunching his nose up, he could believe it. It was probably Aspen’s idea. “What does that mean?”

“It’s a muggle cartoon,” Tyler said. “I call them that and if I said they should call themselves that they would without questioning it,” he grinned. “So classes – don’t worry I’ll do it for you,” he said rolling his eyes.

“Uh you can’t,” Daniel said. “I have to take Muggle Studies, my manager said I need to be more aware of the muggle world since I work in it,” he shrugged. Tyler Lee didn’t need to know about the Bazar incident. No one did.

“Nope,” He said popping his p. “I’ll teach about the muggle world, don’t worry,” he said waving a hand dismissively.

“And why would I listen to you?” Daniel asked.

“Because –“ Tyler shrugged. “Plus it’s what friends do right? Help each other,” he said.

“We are friends?” Daniel asked. “Because you seemed kinda freaked out before,” he added.

“I don’t spend this much time with people I am not friends with and I am going to ignore how ungrateful you seem right now because I guess I didn’t handle your news that best,” he said. “You should have told me earlier instead of just springing it on me,” he said.

“I’ve known you for about what? 8 hours, when exactly would I have had time to have a heart to heart, or should I have just slipped into a conversation?” he asked.

“8 hours is a long time,” Tyler said. “And it doesn’t matter right, we are friends, you aren’t attracted to me, right? Like it’s not going to get weird?”

“Right, I am not attracted to you,” Daniel said simply, it wasn’t entirely the truth, Tyler was a good looking guy but it did seem the quickest way to end this conversation.

“Good, wait, why aren’t you attracted to me?” he asked suddenly baffled by the prospect. “I mean I saved your life last night – shirtless might I add,” he said.

“Do you want me to find you attractive?” Daniel asked.

“No, I mean – you should be though, I am hot,” he huffed.

“You’re cute and i am not sure I am into guys who try to pimp me out to their little sisters so,” Daniel shrugged.

“I did not try and pimp you out to my sister,” Tyler exclaimed. “And stop lying, I am the most attractive guy in the school but i appreciate your commitment to pretending you are not attracted to me for the sake of our budding friendship,” Tyler nodded.

“Someone is lying to themselves and it isn’t me,” Daniel said with a laugh. “And can I have my schedule back, I have classes to attend as well you know unless you got some more tests for me, which by the way what was the other test and did I pass?” he asked.

“You did but you cheated,” He huffed. “I’ll have to think of another one,” he said. “And no I need to go fix it, go to the Dungeon’s I’ll see you in potions,” he said.

“I saved you from that Sungjae though so that has to count as well,” Daniel pointed out. “Why was he trying to hit you with a jinx anyway?” he asked. “And I don’t need to change classes,” he said. “So how about give me my schedule and you go to potions,”

“I’ll let you keep Divination if you let me change Muggle Studies?” Tyler offered. “And because he is jealous of me and in love with my girlfriend,”.

“Fine and really? Priya said that Sungjae plays for my team,” Daniel said.

“You don’t play quddi- Oh you mean – no, or maybe, do you think he does?” Tyler asked.

“Well he was starring at me during breakfast, I should have eaten a banana to see if he liked the visual,” Daniel said.

“Hmm,” he said tilting his head. “If that’s true – I mean he is aiming higher than he should but –“ he said, gears turning in his head. “We’ll talk about it after class, once you sign the roommate agreement, it’s just standard rules and an NDA nothing to worry about,” he said to Daniel. “You should go to potions, if you see any guy try and sit next to Minah stun them,” he instructed before walking through the crowd that seemed to part as soon as he appeared.

Daniel hummed pulling out his phone, messaging Josh to let him know he was wrong. Daniel had made a new friend now, atleast he thought he had.

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mysterystarz · 3 years

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NOVA BAE HIII

since keinova is one of my favorite ships ever i was wondering if you would be okay with completing this interview regarding your selfship if you don’t mind !

1. who confessed first ?

2. where did you guys have your first date ?

3. where was your first date ?

4. who initiated the first kiss ?

5. who is the more flirty one ?

6. who is the blanket hogger ?

7. who is the one that cooks ?

8. who is better at planning dates ?

9. who is most likely to accidentally forget an anniversary or birthday ?

10. who is the more responsible one ?

11. who is more likely to spontaneously bring a pet home ?

12. who is cuddlier ?

13. who is the one that does the talking in public ?

14. what is you guys’ favorite cuddle position ?

15. what is the most shared type of kiss between you guys (ex; forehead, cheek, french style, pecks, etc..) ?

DEE I FREAKING LOVE YOU YOU'RE ABSOLUTELY THE SWEETEST <33 i would love to complete this interview!

1. okay so this one is interesting in the sense that it was pretty much at the same time, but it would have been me who initiated the whole conversation, but he would've actually confessed first (it would be like me saying "hey....i need to tell you something." and then chickening out before he goes "i really like you" and it goes from there) <33

2. we went on so many outings back when we thought we were just friends and before we confessed at Disneyland, but we always considered our first date to be that fun stargazing date that he took me on shortly after we confessed (just us, the stars, and our new love hehe)

3. we had it in this one meadow that he had always seen — lots of pretty flowers that he said reminded him of me <3 (and it was awesome for us to just set down a picnic blanket and look at the stars ;)

4. keiji did, it was actually our first date where we were just there amongst the stars and we were really close and then he just pressed his lips to mine (and obviously i reciprocated) <33

5. this one is an even tie — i tend to be flirty on a regular basis, but keiji pulls out his smooth side because HE KNOWS it will fluster me (so he takes the prize for being more flirty in our relationship hfkhgkjsdhfgk)

6. both of us don't hog the blanket, we have a fair medium (but if anyone had to, it's me, but he can get some bag by wrapping me up in his arms)

7. both of us love cooking together! we find it as a super fun way to bond and also to have fun waltz in the kitchen moments too <33 he tends to tackle the earlier meals while i tackle the later ones, but it works out !!

8. KEIJI he is always super thorough and elaborate with date plans, always scouting the area beforehand and finding just the right things to do (my specialty are the cute at home dates where we've got each other and desserts <33)

9. I'm really good with dates and remembering these, but keiji also has a thing for sentimental dates, so honestly, I'm not sure who would accidentally forget because we both hold these days super close to us <33

10. keiji. i tend to be good with responsibility when it comes to career or school, but when it comes to at-home stuff, he'd take the prize for being most consistent (but he'd help me improve, and that's why i love him too)

11. that would be me because even if I'm methodical, a cute little animal who's there and just DJHGJHSDKJFHGK ADORABLE might end up coming home with me ;)

12. keiji and i are equally split on this, but he always goes for the hugs all the time so he'd probably be cuddlier, but i would 1000000% initiate a lot of them as well <33 (cuddling with this man makes me the happiest alive)

13. i do the talking in public EXCEPT when it comes to ordering meals and food because i tend to freeze up and get panicked a bit so he would do the food ordering but i would be more than glad to do the rest ;)

14. it's where we're either on the couch and my head is on his chest with his arms looped around me, or if we're on the bed and I'm just kind of on top of him while his arms hold me close, or if we're on the floor, it's where I'm in his lap and curled against him (it's warm and fuzzy <33)

15. it would be a tie between forehead and pecks for the most part with us probably frenching for any time we want a bit more <33 (help why did this make me a bit flustered jfhgkjsdhf)

anyways dee, thank you so so much for sending this in !! this made me grin ilysm

#cosmic mailbox #dee 💎#keinova ❣️#i love you so much not even funny #this was a delight to do

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starkerparkerpony · 4 years

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I Scold Because I Stan Pt.3

AU where Tony (44-45 y/o) meets an aged up (23-24 y/o) Peter after Civil War, Tony is broken up with Pepper and all kinds of sorry for himself. Peter is a ESU graduate and currently has an internship with Oscorp and is a photographer for the Daily Bugle he is also spiderman and therefore perpetually exhausted and has very little patience

Read part 1 & 2

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Two months of having Peter in his life and one thing became abundantly clear to Tony, he was not used to being adored like this. Because it was pure adoration with Peter. Maybe he was different with him than he'd been with Pepper but he couldn't be sure. He didn't know. He just really liked it.

They had not had sex yet. Hell they hadn't even properly kissed yet, Tony had had a long day dealing with goddamned Doombots because that's the kind of person Victor Von Doom became after he got dumped by his fiance, which was a complete and utter disgrace and men should learn how to cope with rejection better... like seriously... he's not the biggest fan of that stretchy-fuck Richards either and what the fuck kind of name is 'Reed' anyway? But it's still no excuse to become a supervillain... Tony used to like Victor for fuck's sake- Peter was waiting for Tony back at the tower.

And for some reason Tony prepared himself to get scolded... because that's what happened right? He manages to right what was wrong and comes back to a stressed and disappointed Pepper.

But that didn't happen.

"I saw you get hit." The young man hurried towards him and scanned Tony's entire being, very thoroughly for potential damage with a forrowed brow, Spiderman man was there too, Peter must've been there to get photos.

"I'm fine, the suit is going to require some tlc though," Tony tried to reassure him.

"You're sure?"

"You bet."

"Okay," Peter said, relaxed, and then pressed a quick kiss onto Tony's lips before enveloping him in a very tight and very comforting hug.

And that was it... no further lectures about priorities and personal wellbeing. Just comfort.

No, they hadn't had sex yet but Peter looked at Tony with such intensity sometimes, that he already felt too naked whenever he was with the younger guy... surprisingly enough, he liked this feeling too.

Pepper was an actual saint but it had required a very specific type of physical and mental effort, to maintain a relationship with her. But with Peter it was so effortless, that sometimes Tony felt like a cheat.

But he'd started to have that uncomfortable conversation with himself... the conversation about commitments and public announcements. Peter was mindful of dealing with the press that comes with rich people. So their "dates" had all been in the tower. Tony had asked about Peter's place but Peter refused because "Tony honey, you're not old enough to be exposed to the graphic images of poverty and squalor that come with a cheap New York studio apartment. And I'm not emotionally prepared to take down all my Iron Man posters, so that's not gonna' happen."

So they hung around the tower, they watched movies, they ate together, sometimes they even worked together. Peter always brought flowers. It was home.

Which was probably why Tony kinda forgot himself one such day. He had spent more that 42 hours in the lab, Peter showed up.

And Tony, because he was a little bit of an idiot, who wanted nothing more than to impress his new guy, asked Friday to tell him that he was more than welcome in the lab.

But Peter had never been down there before.

So after waiting more than half an hour, a very impatient Tony made his way into the living area of his tower, where Peter was watching CNN while munching on some of Tony's favorite cheese popcorn.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked indignant.

"Watching the news... waiting for you, ass," Peter answered, shooting him a teasing little glare "Oh, and I made popcorn! Want some?"

"I asked you to come downstairs," Tony had been waiting patiently downstairs to show the guy the new sensors he had been working on, for Rhodey.

"Er... I- I've never been... I thought you were just being courteous," Peter winced and mumbled, feeling awkward as hell.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Tony had already had a shitty day, Pepper had been yelling at him for not showing up for a government contractor lick-fest, Tony didn't need whatever it was that Peter was trying to do. He just wanted to show his boyfriend the cool things he made and be kissed.

"Tony... I don't know... I didn't think I had the clearance to be down there. I've never signed an NDA or anything for you," Peter half shrugged.

"Why would you need to sign an NDA to hang out with your boyfriend?" Tony realized very late that this was the first time he'd used the word 'boyfriend' in front of Peter and immediately started blushing like an idiot.

"Because I work for a rival company of yours and it would be very awkward for both me and my boyfriend if something you're working on was suddenly introduced by said rival company. Even if it was a coincidence. Also don't you have Avengers stuff down there? Like don't I need... I dunno security clearance to see it? By the way are we discussing the boyfriend thing now or later because I need to cry and scream from the rooftops about it at some point." Of course Peter wouldn't let that bit slip, which only made Tony blush harder.

"I'm not an idiot... anything you don't have clearance for, you won't see. And I trust you. Is this good screaming and crying or bad screaming and crying?" Might as well make sure.

Peter was already making his way closer to him, wrapping Tony in a warm embrace.

"The crying and screaming of pure joy."

"Sounds intense."

"It will be... there'll be snot involved."

"Sexy."

"I know."

"Wanna makeout?"

"Oh hell to the fuck yes."

And so Tony walked Peter back to the couch, planted himself in the younger man's lap and right as he was about to initiate the tonsil hockey game of a lifetime, Peter interrupted-

"You really trust me?" He asked.

"Do you think that I would currently be straddling you if I didn't?" Tony asked back, incredulous... and then his three leaked sextapes that still sometimes trend on certain 'hubs' on the internet came to mind. "Wait don't answer that."

Trust was a pretty weird thing for Peter... he absolutely adored Tony but he still hadn't told him about any alternate identities and maybe it was time to reciprocate that trust.

Soon.

"So You don't think I'm like a gold digger or something?" This was some quick thinking on Peter's part

The strange vulnerability in Peter's voice made Tony ask-

"Did someone say something to you?" Pepper and Rhodey hadn't yet met Peter but they knew about him. They wouldn't do something like this but maybe...

"Just a silly joke that MJ and the guys made... kinda kept niggling... no big deal," Peter was trying to brush it off because he wasn't ready to discuss the what was really on his mind when it came to trust and Tony but the older man still thought that if it didn't affect him he wouldn't have brought it up.

"Babe... I regret to inform you but you're really not kiss-y ass-y enough to be a gold digger. I don't think any gold digger has scolded their gold diggee(?) As much as you scold me." Tony pressed soft kisses along his jawline as he tried to reassure him.

"Hey I scold because I care you ass." Peter chuckled huskily.

"I know"

And then Peter was running his hands up and down Tony's back, and it made him wonder if he was in fact part cat, because humans don't really enjoy being petted as much as him, do they? Maybe it was just that Peter touched him so well.

Honestly Peter could be doing anything and Tony would enjoy it. He nibbled along his throat and Tony couldn't help but grind down on his lap. He brought his delightful hands up his back and into his hair, gently pulling him into a deep, sensual kiss and Tony was so utterly lost.

He gently licked into his mouth and of course he tasted of cola and popcorn and it was delectable.

Tony hadn't ever really been the dominant type but he'd also never quite felt so... safe as when he did when Peter was leading him.

When they broke apart for a breath, Tony couldn't help but cup Peter's beautiful face with both his hands and just stare into the beautiful boy's eyes, as if trying to figure out the reason why such a fantastic creature could ever choose a... mess like Tony.

"God Tony you have the most beautiful eyes," Peter breathed.

Which of course made Tony blush like an absolute fool. He always did this. Peter Parker had a habbit of breaking through Tony's moments of self doubt with pure adoration and he was utterly helpless to it.

Tony had to physically restrain himself from replying with 'I love you' because two months was probably too soon for saying it.

He'd say it the next time Peter scolded him.

Soon.

Not many words were spoken after that except for "scoot back" "shift up a little" "no that tickles" "wait not there" "oh yess that's nice" "keep going" "don't stop" "please stay".

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#starker #starker fic #tony stark x peter parker #iron man x spider man #ironspider #bamf peter parker #precious tony #i scold because i stan #fluff #starker au

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ourbrokeninsanity · 5 years

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Hulk/Reader SFW and NSFW Headcanons

Hulk is my bae. I spend too much time thinking about this so decided to share. No idea if these are any good or if anyone other than me even wants this but *shrugs*

SFW aka Hulk is a gift

Hulk is a tactile guy. If you’re ok with it, he tends to touch you a lot - a hand on your shoulder, an affectionate back pat, hugs, have you sitting in his lap or on his shoulder like an pirate’s parrot. It’s a way for him to show you affection, but also he just enjoys non-harmful touching - it’s a reminder to you but mostly himself that he can, in fact, touch people without hurting them. If you reciprocate, he’s over the moon.

So, yeah, you’re probably going to spend a lot of time in his arms. Which is pretty great, as Hulk is warm and surprisingly cosy.

Dates tend to be non-traditional - very little going out to the movies or to a restaurant here, people just don’t react well and everything is tense and no fun. You don’t mind much, the two of you find other ways to have fun. Movie nights at home in comfy clothes with loads of snacks - what could be better? Other date ideas include: playing pranks on the other Avengers/Smashers, helping him train (ie Hulk showing off his strength for you), cooking together (Hulk is fond of spicy food - he is technically from New Mexico after all, and he is always happy to eat the evidence of botched recipes. Also he is the best at kneading bread. If a recipe calls for an ingredient to be smashed he is on it, which becomes an inside joke.)

Hulk isn’t the most eloquent guy, but he’s serious about relationship negotiation. Hulk is very aware of just how much bigger and stronger he is compared to you and how the outside world would view your relationship - he needs to know that he isn’t pushing your boundaries or making you uncomfortable. If you’re willing to initiate these conversations or help him clarify his viewpoint he’s grateful - he appreciates that you understand how important this is to him.

He is protective, sometimes very protective. He’ll let you fight your own battles but he is always going to be watching, ready to wade in if he has to/you ask him to. Frankly, anyone who messes with you is on his ‘to be smashed’ list. If someone, anyone, actually hurts you (especially physically - he has the same reaction to emotional hurt but is aware that smashing isn’t always the best response here - especially if the perpetrator is a friend or relative) then they’re getting smashed. Hard. He will then stick to your side like glue, offering affection, protection, comfort and reassurance until you bat him away. This applies whether you are a superhero yourself or not.

Hulk is super supportive. He’s great to vent to, able to offer supportive silence with affirming noises and/or increasingly ridiculous and violent smash offers depending on the subject of the ranting. You try not to do so too much, aware that Hulk has enough anger issues himself, no matter how well controlled. He supports your hobbies, even if he doesn’t understand them. He may not be the most vocal cheerleader, but you know that he supports you. Really enjoys watching you do/talk about the things you’re passionate about, he finds it really sweet. He also trusts you with his hobbies - you are the one person trusted with The Zoo (also he absolutely has a figurine of you, made after he introduced you to Glorian. It’s one of his favourites. You blush when you see it).

You will fight anybody who calls Hulk a monster or a beast. Hulk will try and pull you away, but inside he is super touched. Also, he admires your left hook - for such a small person you’re a pretty effective smasher. You also get annoyed when the other Avengers treat Hulk like smashing is all he is good at - you see a side of Hulk that not many others are aware of but you insist that it’s there to see, if people bothered.

He has quite a few nicknames for you: Tiny (no matter your size you are tiny to him, Little Smash(er), Pretty Girl/Boy/One (when he’s feeling playful or wants to see you blush).

Hulk is rather protective, and proud, of the fact that you’re his s/o. Not Banner’s, his. He cared about Betty, but she loved Bruce over Hulk, and really only loved Hulk as an extension of Bruce. You, on the other hand, care and love Hulk as his own person. That means the world to him. He repays you by seeing you as you are and loving the real you, rather than what others try to paint you as. Basically, Hulk is a literal gift and you don’t understand why the world can’t see that.

NSFW (such sin, but good sin)

I personally headcanon Hulk as demisexual. As such, you’ve been together for quite a while before sexual stuff gets broached. He just notices one day that he’s attracted to you, and is honestly a little mind-boggled; when did you become so sexy???? It takes him a little time to get used to. For a little while pretty much everything you do turns him on a little and he gets all flustered. He’s very glad that his thick green skin means that his blush isn’t very noticeable.

Hulk doesn’t really have a preference for physical characteristics on a partner. Rather adorably though, once you’re together and he starts noticing you sexually, he tends to notice people who have your traits more, simply because they remind him of you. Not that he becomes attracted to them, he just notices certain traits that match or nearly match yours.

So much negotiation. Hulk is so worried about hurting you, it takes a lot of discussion and reassurance from you before he’s ready to do much more than kiss you. For this reason, you initiate pretty much all sexy times at first. Eventually he becomes confident enough in himself and his knowledge of you (your body, your boundaries) to initiate.

Because of the huge amount of discussions, your sex life is a slow build thing, which just heightens your anticipation. Like pretty much all aspects of your relationship it’s non-traditional, based not on societal expectations but on what feels good and comfortable to you both. Because of this it is very, very good. You realise you may be spoiled and now ruined for any future sexual relationships, Hulk takes such good care of you.

You tend to be on top. It makes the size difference easier to manage, and lets Hulk relax a little. He’s not going to fall on you or accidentally crush you. You approve of anything that lets Hulk relax.

Hulk is a gentle and enthusiastic lover. He is super responsive to you and enjoys instruction. Tell him what you like, guide him, beg him and just watch him light up as he gets to it. It is quite possible that your first sexual foray started out as a make-out session where you pointed out how much you like his size (”your forearms are works of art, big guy. I could get off against that wrist.”) where you precede to do just that. Hulk has a Thing about you masturbating on him, whether that’s you fingering yourself/jacking off whist you’re sat on his lap or humping his arm/thigh.

Unless you have some shapeshifting/sizeshifting/magic of some sort, penile penetration just isn’t going to be a thing, he’s far too big. Frottage is a large part of your sexual repertoire - but as you will smugly tell anyone who asks, penetration is over-rated. Hulk does not find this at all frustrating - he’d never want to do something that would risk harming you. Also his focus is on making you feel good over making you cum/orgasm - and it’s really nice that he takes the pressure off (especially if you’re female-bodied).

The absolute king of oral (fight me on this). Hulk loves going down on you, absolutely loves it. It turns him on (loves the smell and taste of you, and the noises you make, yes, give him more) and soothes his ego - see he isn’t just a monster he is also a beast in the bedroom who can make you sound like that. Whether you’re on your back or riding his face he loves it. He will totally sling your legs over his shoulders and effortlessly hold you up as he goes down on you - oral sex + showing off his strength = win. Sexual episodes where he doesn’t go down on you at some point are pretty rare, honestly. You learn some tricks to reciprocate but Hulk honestly prefers giving over receiving. He gets of on getting you off.

Also the king of making out, once you get used to the size difference (honestly you are starting to realise you may have a size kink). Lying on him, mouths locked together, scraping your nails against his scalp as you grind down on his bulk = the best way to spend a lazy afternoon. 10/10.

His fingers are the same size of other guys dicks. Do with this information what you will.

Hulk lowkey has a praise kink. He doesn’t accept a lot of praise outside the bedroom but you notice that once you’re getting down and dirty he just soaks it up, so you keep giving it to him. Tell him how good he’s doing and he just gets even more enthusiastic.

He also likes some sensation play, which you figure out after witnessing his reaction to you wearing velvet. This leads to you incorporating different fabrics and textures in the bedroom - Hulk is pretty open to experimentation (your whole relationship has been pretty experimental really, figuring out what you both want and can give each other) as long as he doesn’t feel like an experiment and it doesn’t risk hurting you). Velvet is a favourite of his.

He enjoys bathing with you. Showers can be a little awkward as he’s so much bigger, but if you have a tub large enough he’s pretty much always down to bathe with you. He loves the warm water and skin contact. He’s very relaxed and playful in the bath. Will both splash you and wash your back. Great bath buddy.

Hulk lowkey enjoys feeling you struggle against his strength. He’s not consciously aware of this, and would likely be horrified if he was - it screams harmful dominance, monster, to him because of his experiences. You are aware of it. And enjoy it. You know him using one hand to hold to hold your hips still as he gets you off (so you don’t get carried away and hurt yourself, he justifies) and enjoying the feel of you writhing and bucking against it, is a whole world away from forcing someone down to hurt them.

#hulk #hulk x reader #avengers assemble #hulk and the agents of smash #s/o #hulk imagine #hulk headcanons #monster post #can you tell i adore hulk #let me know if you enjoy these

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speckofglitter · 5 years

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silver boys reaction to you being jealous

-oof this is way angstier than i thought it would be, who hurt me lmao-

Seunghun:

Seunghun had just finished performing for the ygtb finals. As you were watching his performance, you were incredibly proud and shaken at his bold and seductive performance. That is until you went onto your twitter. Your feed was full of girls thirsting over your boyfriend and talking about how attractive he was. It was slightly annoying, to the point where you wished he hadn’t gone so far as to lift his shirt up. You scroll down, a tight smile on your lips as you read every single comment about his performance.

‘Damnnn he really radiates BDE’

‘Pass me the holy water’

You roll your eyes, turning your phone off. You felt like that's something only you should be able to enjoy. You unconsciously took it out on your boyfriend, being extremely cold towards him when he called you after the semi-finals. It didn’t help that he had been cut and desperately needed your support. When he asked why you were acting so different, you mentioned all of his ‘supportive fangirls’ and how he didn’t need you because there were so many other girls who would kill to be in your place, comforting him.

He immediately went over to your apartment, reassuring you that you were the only person he needed and that he wanted you to be by his side all the time. He even cheekily mentioned that the abs part was dedicated to you, leaving you a blushing mess. You felt incredibly guilty for not being more mature and so you decided to dedicate the following day to spoiling Seunghun, making him his favorite dishes and taking him out.

Byounggon:

Byounggon was starting to explore different opportunities in the music world and a rising female artist actually contacted him to have him feature on one of her songs. When he got the call from her manager, Byounggon was ecstatic. He couldn’t believe he could finally start making music and getting the recognition he deserved. You were the first person to congratulate him, even buying him a cake. Soon enough, Byounggon started working with the artist and it seemed like you never saw him anymore. He was constantly at the studio, even sleeping there sometimes. You knew he was with her but he always insisted that it was nothing but work. When the collab dropped, Byounggon’s work finally started blowing up as people were fascinated with his smooth lyrics and cool demeanor. He started to ignore you even more. You felt like a fan who watched him from afar. One day, you decided it wasn’t fair to yourself to be kept in this relationship that just didn’t make you happy anymore. Since Byounggon wasn’t answering his phone, you texted him.

‘hi gon, i really hope you’re doing well, i’m super proud of everything you’ve achieved for the past few weeks but i just can’t stay in this relationship anymore. I’ve watched you completely put me aside as if i was a piece of trash and openly flirt with ‘her’ in interviews, acting like i don’t even exist. I will always root for you from afar. goodbye.’

As soon as Byounggon got the message, he started panicking. It was true, he had been neglecting you but he truly just wanted to succeed and him flirting with a female artist had made the fans ten times more interested in their collaboration. He immediately went over to your shared apartment, holding your favorite flowers, daffodils, in his arms. When he got there you were already packing your stuff. Seeing him enter, you paused. You didn’t even expect him to show up. Before you could say anything, he got down on one knee, shocking you even more.

‘Listen y/n i know i’ve treated you absolutely horribly for the past few weeks. I don’t expect you to forgive me but i just want you to hear me out. When i first met you, i was 15 years old and just getting into music, i didn’t know anything about love but you taught me how to love, not only how to love you but how to love myself and when the trainee life wasn’t going well, you taught me how to love music again. As time passed, i’ve once again forgotten everything you taught me but i want to try again. No amount of success or fame will ever be worth it if you’re not by my side.’

By the end of his speech, you were both in tears. You hugged him tightly, letting him know that you were willing to give him a last chance.

Jihoon:

You and Jihoon were pretty much considered #relationshipgoals. You had amazing chemistry and were always super caring with each other. The only problem was that Jihoon was a bit touchy, with everyone. You hated how nice he was to every female trainee, your insecurities reminding you of how pretty and slim they were compared to you. On top of that, he rarely complimented you, making you feel even more insecure.

You decided to talk to him about it one night as he came over after training.

‘Hey Jihoon, can we please talk?’ you called out as he entered your apartment. You always called him by a nickname so he knew something was up.

‘Yes of course baby, is everything alright?’ he smiled before giving you a quick peck on the lips.

You fiddled with your fingers, before answering hesitantly ‘listen, this is really hard for me to say but i feel like i’m not good enough for you.. Seeing you interact with all of these talented and beautiful trainees all the time makes me feel like maybe you would rather be with one of them. I just feel like you’ve become unattainable to someone like me.’

He blinked for a few seconds before grabbing your hands, ‘baby i don’t know if i gave you the impression that you weren’t good enough for me but that’s not the case. I just feel like you already know that i love you so i don’t need to reaffirm that anymore. I guess i was wrong.. I don’t want you to compare yourself to anyone else. You’re mine and that’s all that matters.’ he spoke, wrapping his arms around you in a tight hug.

Yedam:

Yedam was your first boyfriend. You had met at school although you never expected him to notice you since you were quite shy. After working on a school project together, you two became close friends and soon enough. Yedam confessed to you after 4 months of knowing you, blushing and scratching his neck in embarrassment. Fortunately, you reciprocated his feelings. I mean what was there not to love? Yedam was kind, gentle and caring. He was everything you wanted in a boyfriend. Until he wasn’t.

One of the reasons why yedam had fallen for you was that you were just as much in love with music as he was. Unfortunately, your parents were against you pursuing it as a career and wanted you to become a doctor. One day you were taking a walk in a nearby park, trying to forget all of the stress and problems that you were dealing with as you came across someone who looked very familiar. As you look closer you recognize your boyfriend, except he’s sitting on a bench next to a girl who you don’t recognize. You immediately turn around, understanding the situation. You realized how much you had idolized yedam up to that point. You never thought that he could have illusive intent towards you but what you had just seen proved you wrong.

You gave him the cold shoulder for a week before you decided to confront him. You were hanging out in your room and yedam was talking your ears off about something funny junkyu had done during practice but you couldn't focus. All you could think of was that yedam was cheating on you.

‘So, who is she?’ you casually asked.

‘Huh? What are you talking about?’ yedam straightened his back, staring at you in confusion.

‘Don’t play dumb yedam. I’d rather you admit to it then play me like i’m stupid’ you responded harshly.

Yedam gulped, surprised at your sudden outburst.

‘I saw you at the park last week. Do you wanna explain who you were with?’ you asked, voice raspy with sorrow.’

‘Y/n, i was with my cousin Mina. She’s visiting Seoul and i wanted to spend time with her since i’m always either practicing or with you. I’m really sorry if i made you misunderstand.’ he explained.

You signed in relief but placed your head in your arms as you realized how guilty you felt for blaming Yedam.

‘You know, i would never cheat on you. There’s only one girl for me.’ he mumbled, lifting your head up before placing a kiss on your forehead.

Junkyu:

When you met junkyu you were most definitely not in the best place. You had just gotten out of a relationship and your ex-boyfriend had cheated on you. You spent your days journaling in the local coffee shop. On one rainy afternoon, the coffee shop was incredibly crowded. As junkyu walked in after a grueling dance class, he realized that the only empty seat was across from you.

‘Hi, do you mind if i sit here?’ he asked shyly.

You nodded curtly, getting back to writing. After a few minutes of junkyu sipping his drink while you wrote, junkyu decided to ask you what you were writing. For a moment, you stared at him, wondering if you should share something so personal with a complete stranger but he looked so intrigued that you decided to tell him about your ex. You liked how he just listened and nodded as you ranted about how he made you feel unloved and insecure. He wasn’t imposing, he didn’t offer unwanted advice. He was just... there. After you had finished talking you felt a lot better so you decided to buy him a muffin to thank him. He then gave you his number, telling you to call him whenever you needed to get something off of your chest. Soon enough, you were calling junkyu weekly and then nightly. even meeting up at the coffee shop. After a few weeks, junkyu could tell that you had completely forgotten about your ex. Meanwhile, he had fallen for you. However, he had absolutely no idea how to tell you about it so he decided to ask his Hyunsuk for some much needed advice.

He immediately regretted that decision after he heard the words ‘operation make junkyu’s future bae jealous!’ come out of hyunsuk’s mouth. His plan was to make junkyu hang out with hyunsuk’s little sister at the coffee shop in order to make you jealous. Junkyu didn’t really see how that would help but he agreed as he had no other viable options.

As you entered the coffee shop, humming your favorite song, you noticed junkyu was there. He was sitting in your usual spot although there was someone sitting across from him. You had never seen her before but they seemed to be really close. Their body language was perfect. She was leaning into him, talking loudly as his eyes sparkled, smile apparent. You got your coffee and left, feeling more rejected than ever. Of course, you and junkyu weren’t dating so you couldn’t say anything but you thought it was obvious that you had feelings for him. He obviously didn’t feel the same way. You avoided junkyu for a whole week after that incident. When he finally caught you at the coffee shop and forced you to shit with him you were quiet, staring at your hands.

‘Can you please tell me why you’ve been avoiding me for the past week?’ he asked sternly.

‘I just didn’t feel like talking to you’ you answered, avoiding his eyes.

‘That’s bullshit. There has to be another reason.’

You looked at him for the first time, getting annoyed at his judgement.

‘Excuse me? You’re the one who came here with another girl, i don’t have to explain myself to you’ you retorted.

‘Interesting… that was just hyunsuk’s sister by the way, i was helping her plan a surprise for him’ he smirked, leaning back on his chair.

‘Ohhh um good for you. I don’t care.’ you muttered.

‘Are you sure?’ he leaned into you, grabbing your hands.

You stared at his hands on top of yours, breathing hard. Pretending to cough you looked back, whispering ‘kim junkyu stop making my heart beat so fast challenge’. Obviously, you thought he wouldn’t hear.

‘Don’t worry, you make my heart beat faster too’ he giggled, leaning in to press a soft kiss to your cheek.

Doyoung

You were taking your first lesson at ygx when you met doyoung. He was assisting the choreographer. As the class passed by, he went around, helping students who were having a hard time. Naturally, girls were all over him, asking him questions about treasure’s debut and a lot of more intrusive questions. However, you were perfectly in the zone. You wanted to gain as much as possible from this class. The practice continued until it was time for various groups to perform. The choreographer had noticed your seriousness and decided to let you perform alone. As you executed the choreography to ‘reel it in’ by aminé, everyone’s jaw dropped. You were confident, lively and your moves were incredibly clean. After class, the choreographer complimented you on your performance. You were ecstatic, smiling widely as you packed your bag up. Doyoung came over, praising you as well.

That day, you finally gained confidence in your dance skills and decided to audition to become a yg dancer. You really didn’t expect to make it and yet you made it on your first try, auditioning with the choreography you had learned during the dance workshop. After you started working at yg, you started to see doyoung frequently, even letting him watch you practice sometimes. You became close friends as you were the youngest female backup dancer and he was the closest person to your age in the company. As you spent so much time together, you started developing feelings for each other and decided to date, not letting anyone know. As you were in the same company, it wasn’t that hard to date secretly at first.

Soon enough, treasure 13 was doing better than ever and doyoung was asked to model for a famous sportswear brand. He was ecstatic, seeing as it was his first ever modeling opportunity. You were excited for him as well, cheering him on as he talked to you on the phone right before the shoot. What doyoung failed to mention was that he would be working with a female model, izone’s yujin. The photographer instructed doyoung and yujin to dance together and bring a lovey-dovey vibe during the shoot. Doyoung was careful to ask yujin what she was comfortable with before, settling on twirling her around and blowing kisses at her. Obviously it was acting but it didn’t seem like that when you saw the commercial a week later. Doyoung’s eyes were twinkling as he stared at yujin, looking a type of happy you’ve never seen him look around you. You decided to text him.

y/n: yooo i just saw the ad.. Why didn’t you tell me you would be with izone’s yujin??

lover boi 💖: oh i’m sorry y/n i was so nervous i completely forgot to tell you..

y/n: interesting… funny how you looked more in love with her than you ever would with me.

lover boi 💖: umm no wtf. I was ACTING. Look i don’t know what’s gotten into you or why you’re being jealous all of the sudden but the second i saw you dancing that day at ygx i knew you were the one for me and i’m sure as hell not letting a commercial break us up so get ready i’m taking you out on a date in 10 minutes and i don’t wanna hear about yujin.

y/n: …. Okay

You screeched, heart beating faster than ever as you got ready for your date with your boyfriend. He hadn’t changed after all...

Hyunsuk: Hyunsuk was your best friend. You had known each other since middle school, always sneaking out to go to karaoke or get noodles at the convenience store. You were his partner in crime. He could ask you for the world and you would give it to him if you could. You always thought hyunsuk was cute but you never realized how much you loved him until he loved someone else. When you got to highschool, hyunsuk attracted a lot of attention due to his good looks and charisma. Unfortunately, you fell short compared to him. And yet he never strayed away from you, at least not platonically. You would always go to parties together, but never leave together. One night you just got tired of it. You were both on byounggon’s couch getting high off of edibles when you started questioning him.

‘Do you ever get tired of it?’ you asked, twisting the brownie in your hand. ‘Huh? Tired of what?’ he responded in between a huge bite. ‘Of messing around with all of these random girls...’ ‘What does it matter to you? You’re not my girlfriend’ he laughed, not catching your annoyed look. ‘That’s the problem.’ you whispered getting up before putting your jacket on, attempting to leave. ‘Wait what? Where are you going?’ hyunsuk went after you as you quickly said goodbye to byounggon, thanking him for the edibles. ‘Listen hyunsuk i’m really tired of wasting my time. I’ve been in love with you since middleschool and you won’t even give me a second glance yet you fuck and leave all of these random girls who know nothing about you?’ you yelled out in frustration. Hyunsuk just stood there in utter confusion, watching you leave.

That night he decided to text you to apologize.

fashion killa 🎙😩: heyy i’m really really sorry y/n. I never realized you felt the same way about me which is why i just chose to friendzone you… can we start again..

You read over his text, already annoyed at how you immediately wanted to forgive him and go over to his house. Until you realized he said he felt the same way...

y/n: wait what do you mean ‘the same way’?

fashion killa 🎙😩: i like you y/n. Why do you think i tell every guy who likes you that you’re a lesbian?

y/n: YOU DID WHAT? fashion killa 🎙😩: hahahaha so when’s our first date? I’ll be at ur house with nuggets soon hehehehe

y/n: those nuggets better come with an explanation or else

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Ok this was not supposed to be so long but i accidentally wrote a mini fic for byounggon’s so i had to add on to everyone’s so it wouldn’t feel unequal lol hope you like it anon and i’m so so sorry for not finishing this sooner...

#ygtb #yg treasure box #yg silver boys #treasure #magnum #ygtb scenarios #treasure scenarios #yg silver boys scenarios #yg ent #yg trainee #kim junkyu #park jihoon #kim doyoung #bang yedam #lee byounggon #kim seunghun

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itsalliepg · 6 years

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Happy Birthday! – Zig X Scarlett (MC) – Part 4

SUMMARY: On Sunday, the gang cooks a special lunch together for Scarlett’s (MC) birthday.

PAIRING: Zig X Scarlett (MC)

RATING: Everyone

WORDS: 1.892

NOTE: Hey! Here’s the part 4 of Happy Birthday! Series. It’s the last one, I worked a lot but wasn’t the result I expected. I didn’t like so much, but let’s go with it. English isn’t my native language. I write to practice and learn, so please sorry any mistakes. I hope you like it, and if you do, I’d appreciate if you like/comment/reblog!

Click here to read Part 1 Part 2 and Part 3.

On Sunday morning, Scarlett and Zig woke up with her phone buzzing, and she saw that it was her mother. She answered the call with a smile.

_Oh, thanks, mom! Yeah, I’m pretty sure my day will be wonderful. Actually, I’m having a wonderful weekend! – she saw Zig grinning and he whispered.

_Is your mom? – Scarlett nodded – tell her I said hi.

_Oh, Zig’s here, he said hi. Yeah, he’s absolutely part of this wonderful weekend – she turned to him and winked – she said hi too, babe – they shared a smile and he got up to dress while she talked to her parents. After a few minutes, she ended the call – I can be away, but they always call me – she was still beaming and stood up to get dressed.

_I understand them, you’re the only kid, they care about you a lot – Zig approached Scarlett and wrapped her arms around her, his chest on her back – so, when I’m going to meet them in person?

_Soon, I hope. We can set up a date with them. I have told them so much about you that they’re eager to know you!

_I’m also eager to know them. I want them to know their beloved daughter is in good hands – she turned around to a kiss – happy birthday again, my princess.

_Thanks, my angel – they kissed quickly and finished dressing. They left the room and found two plates of waffles, strawberry jam and coffee on the table. She also found a letter written by Kaitlyn: “Happy BDay, Scar! We went to the grocery to buy some things for our lunch, we’ll be back soon! We made breakfast for you and Zig, enjoy!” – oh, that was really sweet!

_How did they know I’d be here too? – Zig faked surprise while they sat at the table.

_Probably they saw your car outside – Scarlett laughed – so, what kind of food did they think for our lunch? – she looked at him and he shrugged, still looking to his plate – Zig… - he looked up and she arched an eyebrow.

_I swear for God I don’t know, Scarlett! We didn’t talk about it! – he put a hand on his chest, innocently – and even if I knew, of course I wouldn’t tell you.

_Ugh, I hate this mystery! I guess that’s why this was my first surprise party.

_I knew you were curious, but not that much, Scarlett! – Zig laughed – I’ll remember that when I want for a payback for every time you tickle me. I found your weakness – he laughed again and she rolled her eyes.

_Okay, fair enough – she sighed but beamed – but I hope they remember the dishes I like, and bring some chocolate.

_As they don’t know you enough – they shared a sweet smile, and finished their breakfast. While they were washing the dishes, Scarlett’s housemates, James, Abbie and Tyler arrived carrying grocery bags. Zack smiled and threw his bag to Chris before running to Scarlett and hugging her. Chris stumbled back and almost dropped the two bags.

_Happy birthday, Scar! – he hugged her tight and started to jump – today’s gonna be an incredible day!

_Thanks, Zack!

_You only take advantage of me because I’m the quarterback – Chris left the bags over the table and ruffled Zack’s hair.

_Of course, or did you think I’d miss an opportunity to abuse your strength?? – they laughed and Chris also hugged Scarlett, followed by the rest of the gang – we didn’t forget you, Zig, what’s up?

_It’s good to see you all. Scar was dying of curiosity about the lunch – he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the top of her head – I didn’t know what else to do to distract her!

_Okay, I admit, he’s right – Scarlett held up her arms – but now you can tell me, please? – she pouted.

_Sure, you impatient – Kaitlyn giggled – we’ll have fried chicken, mushroom and cheese pie, and roasted roots. And of course, a chocolate and strawberry pie for our favorite chocolover!

_Oh, amazing! I loved everything! And what each one will make?

_Well, the mushroom pie’s a traditional Ashton recipe, so is on me – James raised his hand.

_Same about the roots – Chris added.

_I’ll make the chocolate pie, and Becca will help me.

_Zack? Are you sure you want me as your assistant? – Becca’s eyes widened.

_Why not? I saw what you did with the spinach that day, I’m pretty sure you can cut the strawberries perfectly – they shared a smile.

_So, I guess me, Abbie and Tyler are responsible for the chicken, right? – Kaitlyn looked at Abbie and Tyler, they glanced at each other.

_Uh, fine, sounds great – Abbie stammered.

_Yeah, I guess so – Tyler scratched the back of his neck. Without them noticing, Kaitlyn winked to Scarlett, and she smiled.

_Okay, distributed tasks, let's work! – Kaitlyn clapped her hands and they started to work on the lunch.

_And what about me and Zig? Oh, we can wash the dishes, babe? – she turned to Zig, and he nodded.

_It's okay, we were already doing it – he chuckled.

_It’s your birthday, you and your bae shouldn’t work, but we’ll not complain if you help us to clean up the kitchen later – everybody laughed with Zack’s comment – but tell us how was yesterday!

_It was awesome! One of the best days of my life, so much fun!

_I have to thank you, Kaitlyn, for the tip.

_You’re welcome, Zig! I’m glad you liked that place! We should go too, all of us!

_I bet it’s better than that club we went to yesterday…

_Oh, Becca! I was about to ask where you guys went!

_Well, we just took Zack’s car and drove for a while until find this club nobody knew – Chris giggled – but it wasn’t so bad, Becca!

_Yeah, if you like that kind of electronic music and feel like a canned sardine, it’s a great place – she turned to Scarlett and winked – all to give you both some privacy – Scarlett turned to Zig and opened her mouth to say something, but he interrupted.

_No, I didn’t ask them to do it.

_Oh, great, that’s what I wanted to know.

_Oh, please! As if we don’t know you’d love a private celebration! – the group burst into laughter.

_Zack’s right, Scar – James explained – when we were planning your surprise party, Zig told us he wanted to do something special with you on Saturday, and immediately your adorable housemates proposed to go out at night to let you two alone here.

_See? It was their idea, not mine – he kissed her cheek – but thank you all, it was nice of yours.

_Yeah, really, really nice – Scarlett squeezed his hand.

_Okay, that’s enough! I don’t think we need to know the details! – Becca interrupted – but now I want to hear more about the park – the gang continued to chat excitedly until the meal was ready. Soon, they were all at the kitchen table, eating and talking.

_Everything’s so delicious. Great job, folks – Scarlett smiled.

_I didn’t know you also were a chef, J-man – Zig shoved James’ arm playfully – I think I’ve never eat something as sophisticated as this mushroom pie.

_Thank you, Zig – James beamed – as a family recipe, dad made a point of teaching me how to make it. Only the two of us do it at home.

_So does it mean you won’t give us the recipe?

_Sorry, Abbie, but neither does my mom know it. It’s just for the Ashtons – James made a sad expression and the friends complained, kidding.

_But the Powell’s roasted roots can be shared!

_Oh, good. This I want to know.

_Later I give you the recipe, Scar, but there’s nothing like a special ingredient or spice or something like that.

_So I guess is pure talent, because it’s marvelous – Kaitlyn joked – and I’m not so into vegetables!

_The chicken’s amazing, too. You guys made a great team – Zig looked at Abbie and Tyler and they looked at each other again, smiling shyly. Zig turned to Scarlett and they smiled too.

_And me? Did you all see how I fried the chicken without burning another pan?

_Yeah, we saw, good job, Kaitlyn, you’re amazing, blah, blah, blah – Becca rolled her eyes and Kaitlyn stuck her tongue out. The girls laughed – okay, but now it’s dessert time – she motioned to a high-five to Zack before stand up to pick the pie. He claped his hand on hers, laughing.

_Now you’re all about to see a professional work – they put the slices in little plates and the friends started eating – so what’s the verdict, birthday girl?

_Perfect, Zack – Scarlett chewed slowly, tasting the dessert – amazing job, guys.

_Fist bump, girl – Zack turned to Becca and they greeted – I told you’d be a great assistant – Becca sighed in relief – and if Scarlett approved, we conclude that it’s really a professional work!

_This’s already the best birthday I’ve ever had. Thank you all – Scarlett smiled slightly – you know, now we have this house issue to solve, but I have faith we can work together and get through it. We’re an amazing group and we can do anything – she wiped away a tear – seriously, you guys are the best friends someone could ask for, and Zig, I have no words to describe the incredible boyfriend you are. I couldn’t be happier now.

_I’ll propose a toast – James picked up his glass of wine and lifted it, and everybody did the same – to Scarlett, the friend everyone wanted to have!

_In my case, the girlfriend everyone wanted to have, and lucky me, she’s mine – the gang let out an awww while Zig kissed her temple, making her flush. Then they toasted and shouted her name before another hugging session. While they were doing the cleaning, Zig and Scarlett washed the dishes and at some point he bent to whisper in her ear – what you said back there was amazing. Your relationship with you parents is amazing. I love seeing how you value what’s really important. You deserve all the best wishes for your birthday.

_I just reciprocate what you all do for me – she smiled and he kissed her cheek – I care about the people I like because they care about me – after finishing cleaning, the friends assembled on the living room.

_So, what can we do now? – Chris asked.

_Let’s play something? How about Truth or Truth?

_Oh, here goes Kaitlyn and this game – Zack protested.

_Maybe we can watch a movie? – Tyler suggested.

_Guys, it’s Scarlett’s birthday, why don’t we ask her what she wants to do? – everyone grinned in agreement, and Zig turned to Scarlett – what do you suggest, babe?

_Let’s just stay here, listening to music and talking, it’s more than enough for me.

While watched her friends, talking and laughing, Scarlett thought she should always value the simple moments in her life. Her family, her friends, her boyfriend. That whole celebration and the wishes she receives made her feel really loved by them.. And not only for the difficulties, but also the fun moments. She loved their company and how much they were proud of her. She remembered their parents, far but always caring. The surprise party on Friday. The day before that she spent with Zig. And the lunch earlier. The wish she made when she blew that candles had already come true.

#fanfic #the sophomore #zig ortega #zig x mc #fanfic series #choices fanfic #choices #playchoices #zig x scarlett

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thatlittlered · 7 years

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The Doctor’s Crush | Spencer Reid

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader

Warning(s): None

Requested by anonymous: Hey! :) I saw in your writing list that you write for Criminal Minds so I was wondering if you could one with my bae Reid? Maybe something where they work together and he’s got a major crush on her ‘cause she’s all nice and sweet and always listens to him instead of stopping him like the others do? I leave it up to you. Thank you so much, you’re great!

A/N: Oh my God, first Reid fic ever and I loved it so much. Spencer is the most precious little cinnamon roll and I adore him! Let’s all agree he’s pure perfection, okay? I actually spotted a few more requests for him in my inbox. Can’t wait to work with them! 😍 Lots of love and kisses to all of you.

(Sorry I couldn’t resist the temptation, look at that adorable face! Ugh! 💘)

And here he was yet again, waiting for her outside her apartment building. God, could time go by any slower? He hadn't seen her in like what; three days?

That's far too long, much longer than he was used to. Two years it had been since she joined the team and he got to know her. And after knowing her, there was no going back.

He could remember the first days of their working together. They hadn't really exchanged many words, mostly because duty called on them before they got a chance to. But one day she passed by his office and she smiled at him, just a smile, and he came crashing to the ground. Seeing her made his day a million times better, he couldn't explain what it was but when he was around her he felt like he could breathe.

Then, naturally, came the conversations. Awkward was quite an understatement when it came to describing Spencer while engaging in any kind of social discourse, he could barely have a decent, human conversation with the others.

He would either stutter or endlessly ramble about one thing after the other. Never mind, he still did that. But she was so nice and sweet and she hadn't once seemed annoyed and disappointed by his odd nature.

And one day -a moment forever engraved on his mind-, she just walked up to him bringing him coffee, or sugar with a hint of coffee as she'd call it, and listened to him ramble about their latest case. Yeah, that was when he knew his heart belonged to (Y/N Y/L/N) the sweetest and kindest person on earth.

Of course, he dared not to make a move on her. What was he thinking, falling in love with her? He was nowhere on her radar. She deserved so much better than he could ever offer.

He had no plans to tell her how he felt, why would he, there was no reason for her to reciprocate them. Besides, he would hate himself if their relationship was ruined. They had grown to be best friends, spending almost every day together.

And now he was waiting outside her door, anxiously anticipating the moment that he would get to see his lovely (y/n) again and cherish her gorgeous smile as while he keeps on going on about a million random things that cross his mind. That's why he always looked forward to their rides with the bus together. There, he could finally get her all to himself.

The building door opened and he saw a young woman walking out the door with (y/n) joining her outside. They seemed to exchange a couple words before hugging once and then the girl walked away with a tiny smile on her face. (Y/N) spotted Spencer immediately and hurried down the steps to meet him.

"Who was that?" Spencer asked curiously.

"I don't know. She was having a horrible day though," she whispered with a small frown disturbing her features. Like talking to a stranger and hugging them is the most normal thing to do. All he could do was smirk at her adorable quirks.

"So you just took the time to listen to a stranger having a bad day and she got a hug from you?" he emphasized on the hug part. The concept of being so affectionate with a complete stranger sent shivers down his spine.

How odd. Before meeting her, he used to have a hard time to even shake hands with anyone but now there was nothing he wouldn't do to earn a hug from her.

"Why not? I’ve seen her before, I think. She must live here too. Want a cookie?” she turned and flashed him a dazzling smile.

"Sure. Did you know that chocolate chip cookies were invented by the American chef Ruth Graves Wakefield in 1938? She invented the recipe during the period when she owned the Toll House Inn - which at the time as a popular restaurant that featured home cooking..."

#spencer reid imagine #spencer reid #spencer reid x reader #criminal minds #criminal minds imagine #criminal minds x reader #requested #send me requests #requests are open #oneshot #imagine #fanfiction #reader insert

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caemec · 7 years

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To what would a best friend relation with boys looks like ? (part 2)

Hi sunshines ! How are you ?

Today, the second part of the headcanon, with Lysander, Armin and Alexy. I hope you will like it !

Enjoy!

Lysander

In general ?

Sunday brunches in terrace, last photography exposition in your town, philosophic talks during a shopping session, confidences you would make to no one else, sweet laughs in a café, reading and homework time side by side on the couch, yes, Lysander seems to be the perfect best friend. Like Kentin, he is so comfortable with you that he can relax and talk more than usual, even about taboo subjects. His old feelings for Rosalya, for example. You know everything about it. You are his confident, you could know so much more than Castiel. He is still quite mysterious about some points, like for his father, when he doesn't want to speak about it, don’t even dare to insist.

You are in couple ?

It is a happy Lysander you will have in front of you the day you will tell him. Because yes, you have to tell him, don’t let him discover the story at the same time than the others, or he will look at you with those sad cat eyes. He is the best one to listen to you when you doubt about your partner, he has the words to comfort you and help you to be clear about what you want.

Lysander doesn’t really want to have any judgement about people he doesn’t know. It is why, whoever you will date, he will be friendly and curious about him/her. The most important thing for him is your happiness, after all. He could be a little more worried about guys like Dakota or Armin, because of their apparent detachment (even if you affirm the opposite). If your partner cheat on you, be sure that Lysander will not let him go away without a serious discussion and a threatening speech about why he never wants to see him/her near from you again. With style, of course.

He is in couple ?

It is the event of your life. Because you know how shy and quiet he can be sometimes, and how some people can find him a little too mature to be “normal” (you are ready to jump on people who say that, by the way, and Castiel will be so pleased to help you). He probably told you about her when he discovered he felt in a really particular way when she was there. He was really in doubt at first, and your help and efforts to make him speak about his feelings were what he needed to understand the whole thing.

There is absolutely no jealousy to have, because Lysander will always be as present and careful about you as before. He could even be the guy who will ask you how you feel with his girlfriend around, would organize an official meeting, hoping you both could be friends in the future. He is sincerely worried about the fact you would feel lonely, he is the last person on earth wanting to give you that sensation.

From “best friends” to “more than friends”?

Why asking yourself a thousand of questions about that? If you both want it, it will happen. That’s how Lysander thinks, it is a logical road to your story, relations grow up with time, after all. In practice, it is something else. He would be the most honest of all the guys, will make you understand something changed. He will act with so much more tenderness than usual that you can’t do nothing else than having doubts.

He is completely afraid about the idea to lose you because of non-reciprocal feelings, but can’t lie. If you have another crush, he will not try anything, he respects the other one, even if it means being hurt. If your couple had to break up, Lysander would certainly need time far from you to heal, but after a few months, will come back to you (with your permission, that boy is just so respectful) and you will see together how to start again, as the best friends you used to be.

Armin

In general ?

Private jokes, common references from your last movie night, childish pranks to other friends, not-discreet-at-all laughs during classes, water battles, loyal midnight partner of group dungeons in MMORPG, and official complaining sessions once per week. That’s the basis of “being best friend with Armin”’s package. You can talk about everything with him, he is a simple and friendly guy, no complexes to have.

That boy is so chill, relax, that even if you are a stress bomb, he will know how to manage you. With humour, mostly, he knows what can make you laugh. Sometimes, it doesn't work, and Armin isn't always really good to understand you also need a serious talk (or at least, at this exact moment). He is not the most tactful person in the world, so you will probably have to clearly tell him what’s wrong, or he will miss a few things.

You are in couple ?

It is not that he doesn't care, because you are his best friend, so he wants to see you happy and in good company, but he will not talk about your partner during hours, unless things go wrong and you absolutely need his support. Don’t expect too many advices, because Armin doesn't complicate life when it can be simple. He will try to understand you, but sometimes, with all those strange expectations you have (he calls it your “girlish moments”), even Armin doesn't know what it means, so he will gently take your boyfriend/girlfriend’s side.

He will be the “other man” that every partner dreams about. Cool, not intimidating, could actually joke with them about some of your whims, would be really friendly during parties. He doesn't make any pressure, like some of the other boys could do (Cassy or Kentin, if we have to name the evidence). If he likes your bae, they could, with time, become friends, and tease you about the fact that they are the true soul mates in the room (the whole thing said with a dramatic posture and a weird hug). However, if you need someone to stalk your partner with you, you know who you have to call.

He is in couple ?

Let’s be clear, Armin is not really an adept of the “serious relations only” philosophy. Life is fun, he is young, he wants to enjoy it at the maximum, without complications. He is not a womaniser neither, but when he thinks a girl in particular is attractive, he is not the most shy of all. Quite discreet about that, by the way, in part because he thinks it’s no big deal, but also because it means opening up.

Armin could mostly need your advice when he screwed up and he has to deal with a creepy or an angry ex (he practically never knows why, so your first step will be to teach him the feminine psychology). You could even have to play the fake girlfriend during a party, he considers it is a complete part of your best friend statute.

From “best friends” to “more than friends” ?

Armin is maybe the guy with whom the limits are the easiest to cross. He totally could be ready for a kiss or even more with you, just for the fun, since he doesn't really see those acts like a “big stuff”. He would never lead you there if one of you is in a bad moment (like a break up) or if he knows it’s a first for you. If everything is fine, he will not think twice. He doesn't consider the consequences at the moment (obviously), even if it means regret it later.

It is actually maybe how your couple could start — a friendship with benefits — before feelings complicate the situation. There is a whole world between these two notions for Armin, and at this moment he will think that, maybe, he could lose you because of what you did together ? Too late, but he will try to play down, even if in reality he is totally afraid.

Alexy

In general ?

If you are interested by political subjects, he is probably the best to talk about it with you. You could remake the world during hours without seeing the time past. Lectures, demonstrations, boycotts, he will invite and follow you everywhere. His non-negotiable event is certainly the Gay Pride, you have to be there with him, he needs to share this moment with you, and maybe with Armin too. Anyway, Alexy during a funky moment or a party is a show you wouldn’t avoid for the world.

He is so physical. Always a kiss on the cheek, a warm hug, an arm around your shoulder, his hand in yours. You could share the same bed and wake up the next morning with him sleeping on top of you, and it isn't even strange at all. You took the habit to eat and watch reality shows at each other house, your parents see him almost as much as you. He can be that best friend with whom you’ve made a common tattoo, and he would talk about it a lot to everyone when it happened. If you are also a great friend of Armin, he will call you “the third one”, but still, would need his time with you only, because yes, Alexy could be a jealous friend sometimes.

You are in couple ?

He wants to know everything, even (or let’s be totally honest, especially) your most private moments. If you have a really sexy boyfriend, he will dream about him with you, could even tease him sometimes about some details you (regret you) told him, which will make you blush and receive a killer look from your partner.

If you are with his twin, of course, he is the happiest brother in the world. He will even start to call you “sis” with time. However, if things end badly between you and Armin, it will probably threat your friendship, because Alexy will always put Armin first. If he screwed up, it will be another story, he will become your official ex-couple therapist, and you could think he is too clingy and pushy. Count on him to give him an earful about what happened, he will be his nightmare for weeks.

He is in couple ?

Alexy, trying to avoid your look, becoming suddenly shy, blushing in the hallway without apparent reason ? It’s that something is wrong. And as the little love weasel you probably are, it will be your duty to know why (feel free, anyway, he acts the same with you). Confront him quite often, at a moment, he will finally speak. He needed it.

He shares so much with you. Every little gift, special moment, romantic date, argues, doubts and funny anecdotes about his boyfriend. You really have the impression you date him too, sometimes. Your opinion could actually be important for him, likes Armin’s one. He will organize an official meeting, will be so stressed and will bother him during hours, just to be sure you will be convinced he is a good person. Poor boy.

From “best friends” to “more than friends” ?

Congratulations, you are officially friendzoned. You are a girl. It will never happen. Maybe a peck once during a bottle game, but that’s all, and he absolutely felt nothing attractive during it. Of course, it doesn’t protect you from a crush on him. You’re screwed by advance, obviously, but if you chose to tell him to be honest and see with him what to do, he will not disappoint you. He will be the most understanding of all the guys, will be really sweet when he talks about it with you, he is a pro. He could ask to Rosalya or another girl you are close to, to take over, just to be sure you can confess to someone without any restriction. He wants to see the situation coming back to normal, and will be ready to do everything for that.

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imagine-hamilfluff · 7 years

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If I Had My Choice: Part 8

Alexander x Female Reader

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Word Count: 4964

Tags: @yehummno @robotic-space @isntthisenoughwhatwouldbeenough @unprofessional-inhumanbeing

A/N: Oh boy. I ignored my usual schedule for imagines to write this. This chapter, y’all. The scene at the end is the inspiration for the entire fic. I hope I did it justice. Enjoy.

Edit: I can’t believe I forgot this earlier, but this part wouldn’t have been possible without one of my favorite human beings and my one and only bae-ta Maddy ( @aaronburr-sir-imagines).

My love, before I left, you asked what you could do to save me. I finally have an answer for you: find someone who defends you and know I am happy for you. Don’t live your life waiting on me, Y/N. The best and only thing you can do for me is let yourself love and be happy. I know you better than anyone else in this world, and I know you won’t want to do this, even for me. But when you meet that person, promise me you won’t fight it as much as you wish to.

I love you, Y/N. And I’m sorry I couldn’t be your someone.

You folded the letter by its now well worn crease. Part of you wished John hadn’t known he was going to die. Maybe then he would have written to you about the nights under the willow tree or the days you hid on the rooftop. Maybe then he wouldn’t have asked something so impossible of you.

Sighing loudly, you filed John’s letter away back in the back of your drawer. You always wondered why John seemed so confident you would meet someone else. Why he was so confident that if he asked something of you, you would come through.

He was too late, you thought to yourself sadly. He didn’t tell you to let him go until he had already become your someone.

Of course, there was a short while you tried to believe John. But in the two months since admitting John’s death, Alexander began entering your mind like that less and less. It helped that Alexander had made his feelings towards Bethany clear.

And you were grateful for it as well. Everyone was less tense now that you and Alexander could hold short conversations, especially Bethany. It was just like you had told yourself: once your feelings passed, the nightmare would be over.

“Y/N?” Bethany inquired, entering your room without preamble. “Mother wishes to see you. It seemed important.”

A cold feeling entered your stomach. “Alright,” you replied, forcing a smile on your face as Bethany turned to leave. But as soon as she exited, your body switched into a panic.

It wasn’t as if you hadn’t seen or spoken to your mother since your abduction months ago. But this was the first time you had been summoned. And something in you knew enough time had passed for the other shoe to drop.

After taking a few deep breaths, you shakily stood and made your way out your door. Thousands of possible outcomes of meeting your mother swarmed your mind, each one making you more and more nervous. But one question stood out among the rest: Why had she waited this long to confront you?

By the time you reached your mother’s door, you had accumulated more questions, but not a single answer. With a deep breath and sweaty palms, you slowly pushed open the door.

Your mother was seated at her desk, busy working on paperwork for what you assumed was the marketplace renovations the council had voted on last month. You waited patiently for her to look up from her work, but when it reached almost three full minutes of no acknowledgement, you cleared your throat quietly to announce your presence.

The Lady glanced up at you with an annoyed expression and then turned back to her work. It was almost a minute later when she finally addressed you, still not removing her eyes from the papers in front of her.

“Next week I have an emergency meeting with Lady Weiter outside the battleground. I won’t be able to make a return trip home in time for the monthly meeting. I trust you’re prepared to head it up?” As she asked the question, her eyes glanced up at you expectantly from her page. The words stuck in your throat.

She wanted you to run a sector meeting?

Your mother sighed, irritated at your lack of response. “It’s a simple time conflict, Y/N. Can you head the sector meeting or not?” Her eyes held you expectantly as she gritted her teeth. She didn’t want to ask you to do this, you realized. But she had to.

Realizing if you didn’t respond she would rescind her offer, your head quickly began to bob eagerly up and down. With a long sigh, your mother looked back down at her paperwork waved you off with one hand. Biting your lip to hold back your smile, you spun and quietly made your way out the door. You held in your emotions until you turned down the hall to your room.

And then you couldn’t seem to contain yourself any longer and squealed like a child, jumping up and down. This is what you had been waiting for. This was your chance to prove yourself to the council, and maybe gain some support. You let out a laugh and spun around in a circle.

“Okay, either you just finished a really good book, or we’re having chicken dumplings for dinner: I have never seen you this happy.”

The voice rang out from the door behind you and you could hear a familiar smirk in the tone. You turned quickly, a smile still painted on your face as you rolled your eyes at Alexander leaning against his doorframe. He gave you a soft smile, and his eyes were glittering as they met yours.

“Both, actually,” you replied sarcastically, still laughing. Alexander scrunched up his nose in laughter in response. “But,” you started again, with a sly grin on your face, grabbing his attention, “you are looking at this month’s sector meeting leader.” You gestured to yourself extravagantly, and Alexander’s eyes widened.

When his mind finally comprehended the news, he broke out into a proud beam and exited his door to embrace you. You hugged him happily, glad you could consider him a friend again. Glad you didn’t have to deal with those messy feelings anymore.

“You’re going to be amazing,” Alexander’s voice murmured over your right ear. Your breath caught and skin prickled at the sound of his soft voice, but you refused to dwell on it. Instead, you pulled back from the hug and met Alexander’s eyes once more. You wished you could read the emotion in them, but then again, you probably didn’t want to know.

With a more forced smile this time, you murmured a “thank you” and turned to make your way to your room. Your thoughts changed gear as you remembered to inform Philip of the news as you shut the door behind you: your body still shaking and buzzing slightly from the encounter. Quickly, you glided to your desk, pulled out a new sheet of paper, and grabbed your pen.

The rest of the week passed in a blur. It was arranged so the day that your mother left for her meeting, Philip arrived to help with the final nuisances of heading a sector meeting. You were so busy planning everything, you saw no one but Philip for the entire week. Not that there was anyone else you wanted to see, you told yourself.

The morning of the meeting, you padded aimlessly around the estate in your nightgown. The sun was just rising, so you had a couple hours before the Ladies would start arriving. You and Philip has finished all the paperwork and agenda last night. He was probably fast asleep.

But your nerves kept you on your feet. A lot of your future was to be decided today. You were sure your mother still had plans to disinherit you one way or another, but if you received some support from the council, it would be near impossible for her to just get rid of you. You needed to win them over today. You needed them to join your team.

After your third lap, you sighed. The members of the household had already been up for awhile, and you should probably return to help begin preparations.

As you turned the corner to make your way towards your room, you met a stoic figure staring at a portrait. His sad eyes gazed longingly at the beautiful woman. With a shuddering breath, you softly walked over to him and wrapped your arms around his shoulders, embracing him in an unsolicited hug and resting your head on his soft shoulder.

“That’s not her any more, Father,” you whispered gently, addressing the younger form of your mother in the portrait. She looked happy and innocent. The portrait was commissioned just after your parents had married. Just after she took over the household.

Your father remained silent and still for a moment. But eventually, he shook himself out of his daydream, and turned to you to reciprocate the hug. “You’ll be just as great as she was today, Y/N,” he murmured softly. Tears plugged the back of your eyes, but you bit your cheek to stop them from overflowing.

You pulled back and observed your father: the ghost of the household. “You should sit in on the meeting today,” you suggested, hopefully. You wanted him to be there. But he merely shook his head.

“Don’t blow this because of me. Your mother will never let you near another meeting if you invite me while she’s away,” he chided you gently. You sighed, knowing the truth to his words. Then he leaned forward and kissed your forehead. “Go. They’ll be arriving soon,” he commanded with sad eyes. You took him in one last time, and then continued your walk back to your room, now with heavier steps.

Even when your mother was gone, your father was still too afraid to walk in her house.

When you opened the door to your room, Philip greeted you.

“Hey, good morning!” he said with a beam, obviously not taking in your distressed expression. “They’ll be arriving soon, but I can handle the preparations. You just get changed and try to collect yourself.” He instructed you so confidently, you couldn’t not do what he told you. Even though you knew he wanted to be the one to greet the Ladies solely because Theodosia would be accompanying Lady Schuyler this month.

The hours before the meeting stretched into what felt like years. You had too much time to collect yourself, that you now felt like falling apart. You were on the verge of just breaking down, just to get it out of your system, when Philip popped his head back into your room.

“It’s time,” he said solemnly. You took a deep breath and pushed yourself off your bed. Calmly and composed, you walked to your desk and picked up your papers. This was it.

You walked into the familiar room with the familiar faces, and stood in an unfamiliar position. Taking everyone in and sneaking a comforting glance down at Philip seated at your side, you began.

“Good morning, everyone,” you greeted, forcing a smile on your face. A few Ladies smiled back at you, but most looked at you warily. You ignored the sick feeling in your stomach. “I trust this meeting will go as smoothly as its predecessors. Let’s begin.”

You managed to keep your nerves in check for the entire meeting, bringing up the topics as listed on your agenda and mediating any discussion over them. It was slightly relieving to know you wouldn’t have to make your mother’s speech at the end as there were no mage users caught this month. It made your goal easier to accomplish.

Throughout the meeting you noticed you were gaining more and more looks of appreciation and trust. As the final topic concluded, you felt your heart squeeze. This was your last survey of how you had been doing.

You cleared your throat as you stood. “Ladies, thank you for joining me for a successful meeting. I look forward to working with you all more in depth in the future.” You noticed two Ladies pointedly avoiding your gaze, but the rest smiled approvingly. Your heart soared and you felt a weight lift off your chest. Unconsciously, you glanced down to your right, but your eyes went a person back from Philip: Alexander.

He beamed at you and your heart buzzed, but you refused to react to it. Honestly, you had forgotten he had been there most of the time throughout the meeting. The meeting had required so much of your attention. But now… Now your attention wasn’t directed to anything besides him. Your cheeks warmed.

You were jolted out of your thoughts by a strong clap on the back. You turned around--where had all the Ladies gone?

"Y/N, you've been standing there for ages. Come on, come celebrate! You did so well!" Philip grinned as he spoke and you couldn't help but smile back. His joy was contagious.

"Alright," you said, reluctantly acquiescing. You snuck a glance back at Alexander, but he was already shuffling out the door. Philip pulled your attention again, and you painted a smile on your face as you followed him out the door.

Philip, Theodosia, and you spent the better part of the rest of the day churning through seven bottles of your household’s excess wine. Since your mother had begun believing being intoxicated would increase a person’s chances of being seduced by mages, the three of you knew exactly when to take advantage of the free alcohol.

You giggled at Theo scrunching her nose as Philip said something to make fun of her. The library was quiet as you watched the sunset, and you laid flat on the floor, feeling the weight of the wine clogging your mind.

“Y/N?” Philip asked, returning you from your thoughts. You turned your head and hummed in acknowledgement, but Philip and Theo looked at you expectantly. You realized they must have asked you a question.

“I’m sorry, what?” you mumbled through your slurred voice. This time, it was Theo who spoke up.

“We were talking about our lunch tomorrow,” Theo explained, a hint of seriousness to her tone. You sat up concerned.

“What about it?” you inquired with a frown.

Philip and Theo exchanged wary glances at each other before Philip sighed. “We know you won’t be too keen on the idea, but we think you should bring Alexander.”

You stared at them for a long time and then finally shook your head. “No. Alexander will not be attending lunch with us, ever,” you responded with finality.

Theo looked uncomfortable as she began to speak. “Y/N, you know he’s a perfect match. You need to invite him,” she replied firmly. You gave them both a helpless expression as your cheeks began to flush uncontrollably. To hide a bit of the color, you laid back down on the floor and covered your face with your hands.

“Fine,” you finally gave it. “I’ll ask him,” you grumbled, wondering how exactly you were going to manage that and then deciding it was a problem for tomorrow: when you were sober.

You sighed loudly and sat back up. It was now dark outside. Philip and Theo began standing up beside you and you watched them. They looked down at you and each gave you a small smile.

“You did amazing today, Y/N,” Philip told you for what felt like the hundredth time. You stood up and gave both of your friends hugs. “Go get some sleep,” he commanded softly. You gave a small smile as him and Theo walked out of the library holding hands.

You clenched your eyes shut and cleared your mind of all the voices bothering you. And then you began walking towards your room.

But instead of heading to your room, you impulsively turned down the next hall and sloppily climbed the stairs at the end of it, giggling the whole way. You wanted to be up with the stars after today, you thought with a smile.

When you reached the top of the staircase, you swung the heavy wooden door open without ceremony. The breeze of the night wind greeted you with the warm summer’s night, and you smiled at the sight of the stars, stepping out onto the rooftop.

Your mind was still mostly sober, yet registering things slower. Something was off. Something was different. And you couldn’t quite-

“Alexander?” you whispered when you noticed his figure to the side. He sat at the edge of the rooftop, staring at you frozen. Your mind second handedly took in the half empty wine bottle sitting to his right. But mostly, you took in his eyes.

They blended in with the stars.

Your body began to vibrate with a happiness you weren’t sure you were allowed to own. But you wanted this. You wanted to end this night with Alexander--your friend Alexander--on this rooftop. With a small smile, you glided over to Alexander’s perch and sat down beside him.

He still stared at you, wordless.

You gave him a questioning look. “Is something wrong?” you asked playfully. But he continued to stare at you like- Your eyes widened.

Stupid, Y/N, you thought to yourself. He was in love with Bethany, and he thought you were- Well you weren’t, but him thinking it was enough to make you realize how stupid you were being. You closed your eyes and shook your head slightly.

“I’m sorry, I should-” you cut off your mumbling, with your hands pushing you up to stand. Your cheeks flushed red, embarrassed. How could you let yourself become so obvious in your intoxicated state? You half considered just jumping off the rooftop if it would allow you to escape faster.

But as you were halfway standing up, Alexander jumped into action. “No, wait! Y/N! P-please. Sit with me, I’m sorry. I won’t-” He cut off uncomfortably, as his cheeks began to match a hue of your own. His unfinished sentence hung in the air.

I won’t tell Bethany.

You knew you shouldn’t have sat back down, but you couldn’t help it. An awkward silence passed between the two of you as you both just stared ahead into the night sky. You were very acutely aware of his body’s presence next to you. And suddenly, you needed it to not be quiet. You needed to not be able to hear where your thoughts were going.

“Do you come up here often?” you asked softly, glancing up at him shyly. His eyes met yours with an unreadable emotion.

He was silent for a moment before he responded. “I try to come up here as many nights as possible,” he finally responded. You nodded and then actually absorbed his answer.

You wrinkled your nose confused and held his gaze. “Why?” you inquired noisily. “I get the charm of the place, but wouldn’t coming up here all the time take away from it a little?”

He seemed to relax a little that you were settling into your usual banter, and he considered you question. “Not necessarily. This is my favorite place to just think,” he responded softly. “It’s my favorite place to create stories, and that never gets old.”

You gazed up at the stars and could feel what he was describing. Unconsciously, you began to lean more into him, and he stiffened a little, but didn’t make any protest. And you realized you just wanted to listen to Alexander talk. About anything. You wanted to hear him tell one of his stories in his place.

“What’s your favorite story?” you asked dreamily. His entire body grew rigid, and you pulled away from him, furrowing your eyebrows.

He looked at you petrified. And then tried to force himself to relax as he shook his head.

“You don’t want to ask me that question,” he finally said softly. Your eyebrows raised, inquiring an explanation, but he refused to give any.

You huffed, playfully annoyed. “I didn’t want it to come to this,” you commented. His eyes questioned yours, and you shrugged your shoulders. “It’s going to have to be one of my questions now, if you refuse to answer.”

It took him a few seconds to register you were talking of your deal in captivity. You had two honestly answered questions left. He was sent into a panic.

“W-why would you want to waste one of your questions on that?” he asked, genuinely confused.

You took him in and shrugged your shoulders again. “You’re not answering it, so now I’m more curious than anything,” you answered lightly, but upon observing his terrified expression, you frowned. “What is so secret about this story? What could be that bad about it?”

He shook his head again. “Y/N, I promise, you don’t want to know.”

You gritted your teeth. “Well, I’m going to get to know anyways,” you demanded. “It’s one of my questions, so… spill.” Why did you always end up angry at Alexander? Were you even angry at him? Or yourself?

He clenched his eyes and sighed. He was silent for a long while, and then opened his eyes and stared into the night, refusing to meet your gaze. “It’s a story about a stall boy who meets two beautiful and well-endowed sisters.”

Your skin turned icy in the warm night as you stared at Alexander. “You are horrible, did you know that?” Alexander looked up at you with surprised eyes, and you began standing up furiously. “You owed me a truthful answer, and you pull this shit on me?” You sense a bit of confusion in his eyes as he scrambled to stand up after you.

You knew you were overreacting, but you couldn’t hear what he was about to tell you. You had thought you were doing better. Turning your back so you could hide the tears, you began stalking towards the door. It was just the wine, you told yourself. You had to be doing better. You couldn’t be pining after Bethany’s Choice for the rest of your life.

“Y/N, I am being honest, please,” he cried out behind you. You froze and collected your thoughts. You could face this, focus, you told yourself. With an icy glare, you turned around.

“Well, congratulations that your real life is a damn fairytale, then,” you responded coldly. His eyes widened as you continued. “Was this just to get back at me? To prove you’re so happy with Bethany?”

He shook his head. “What? No. It’s not like that.”

You gritted your teeth. “Then tell me what it’s ‘like’,” you demanded sarcastically, trying to stop the tears from pooling over. You were over him, you kept repeating to yourself. The nightmare had ended. It had ended.

“In this version of the story, the younger sister doesn’t Choose the stall boy,” he confessed quickly. And the two of you were at a standstill.

You stared at him angrily until you could find the words. “Is that supposed to make me feel better?” you growled. “That you would rather be anywhere but with Bethany? That you wish you were just never Chosen?” Again, his eyes widened at your words.

“You think I don’t want to be Chosen?” he asked incredulously. You raised your eyebrows as a confirmation and narrowed them as he almost began laughing. “Y/N, that’s not how it ends either,” he explained carefully. Slowly, his face began to shine beet red.

“Then how does your wonderful, spectacular, fairytale life end, Alexander? Please, enlighten me,” you inquired bitterly. Your jaw was set like stone.

He hesitated and took in your angry form. Cringing, softly he said, “In my favorite version, it’s the elder sister who Chooses the stall boy.” It took a moment for the words to register.

And then all of your anger evaporated out of you.

You gazed into his sad eyes; they were staring back intently. A voice inside you was screaming “He wishes you Chose him!”, but you couldn’t allowed yourself to listen to it. Your unrequited feelings you would eventually get over just became real. Your body began shaking.

“You’re right,” you whispered softly. His eyes lit up in anticipation, and you cringed. “I didn’t want to know that.”

His expression plummeted at your words; you felt sick to your stomach. But you gritted your teeth and kept your expression neutral. You had to end this before this started. You couldn’t do this to Bethany. And you especially couldn’t do it to yourself. You had to let him think what you knew he was thinking, even though you wanted to scream that he was wrong.

His eyes avoided yours as he mumbled an apology. You stood stoic as he moved to walk around you to escape.

“Let him go” you repeated to yourself over and over again. But as he passed, he glanced up at you with those sad, beautiful eyes. And something in you cracked just enough to let him in.

You froze and let him walk a few more steps. But eventually, you couldn’t hold it in any longer. “I wish I would have Chosen you, too,” you confessed, the words tumbling out of your mouth too fast to stop them.

The sound of his footsteps ceased, and you cringed. Gradually, you turned to face him with his helpless eyes to match your own. You couldn’t believe you ever thought you would be able to let him go.

He took a step towards you, and you refused the urge to back away. “Say it again?” he pleaded desperately as he edged closer to you. Your words stuck in your throat as you stared at him. Suddenly, his arm was wrapped around your waist, with his other hand toying with your hair. You closed your eyes and tried to focused on breathing, but all you could focus on was Alexander’s breath on your cheek.

“Y/N?” he asked, begging you to respond. But your mind was overflowed with too many emotions. Alexander was too close.

You managed to form three words you needed to say. “Don’t kiss me,” you instructed. Your eyes met his hurt ones as he gently dug his fingers deeper into your hair. You stifled a moan and looked at Alexander seriously. “Please, don’t,” you whispered again, shuddering under his touch and allowing your arms to snake around his back.

His expression seemed wounded as he inquired why. His forehead connected with yours and you subconsciously leaned closer into him.

“It’ll change everything,” you whispered hoarsely. He let out a small chuckle.

“Aren’t we a little past that?” he asked sadly. It honestly had never occurred to you that you were. How could you be too far gone already when just this morning everything was under control?

You shook your head. “We can’t be. For Bethany. We can’t,” you repeated to yourself, and Alexander let go of you with a small grimace. Tears pooled in both of your eyes as you both refused to acknowledge how unnatural it felt to not be embracing. You took a shuddering breath, and lowered your eyes from his.

“I-I should… then…” Alexander half-heartedly pointed towards the door, and began walking.

You could feel your world shattering around you as you watched him walk away. It wasn’t supposed to feel this way. You were supposed to be relieved. You had done the right thing. You had done the right thi-

Alexander’s hand touched the doorknob, and your previously forgotten alcohol consumption came storming back into your mind; you were completely intoxicated. And so was he. And of every moment left to come in your life, this could be the only one you would have an excuse to make a horrible mistake.

This could be your only chance to be with Alexander.

And just like that, your mind had flipped a switch you had thought you had hidden. All these months, you had tried so hard to keep it from yourself. But now you couldn’t help what happened next. Your body was propelled into motion.

“Alexander,” you called out. He turned around just in time to catch you.

The force of your body crashing into his slammed the door shut behind him. His rough lips pressed against yours as his hands roamed your lower back. Your fingers began tangling his stupidly soft hair and pulling slightly. He softly ran his tongue over your lower lip, and you gasped slightly, which he took as his cue.

Leaning down slightly, his hands grabbed your upper thighs through your dress and lifted you up. Immediately reacting, your legs wrapped tightly around his waist, pressing your bodies flush to each other. He spun you around, and you gasped as your back hit the wall beside the door. Before your mind could begin processing anything, however, his lips were once again connected with yours and you lost any thoughts that may have been forming.

After what felt like years, you both stopped to breathe, and your eyes met. And you both knew. Despite your intoxicated state, you were too sober to continue. Slowly, Alexander dropped your legs and took as step back as you kept your back pressed against the wall. Both of your were breathing heavily and looked at each each other helplessly. Alexander ran his fingers through his hair and cringed while you wrapped your arms around yourself to hold yourself together. Then without another word, Alexander roughly pulled open the door beside you and exited the rooftop.

You stood there for a few moments, trying to gather your thoughts, and then sank slowly to the ground, holding yourself the whole way. As you sat with a thud, sobs began racking your body uncontrollably.

“Shit!” you screamed into the silent night. You curled your arms around your knees and buried your head.

You had officially sealed your fate as the worst sister to ever grace the world.

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