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knb-no-scenario · 4 years

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Wow, a new blog!! Can I get a scenario about GOM and their gf trying to learn basketball but theyre just not good at it?? thank you!

sure! hope you liked these, i tried to make them longer (≧◡≦)

Kuroko

“But why the sudden interest?”

You huffed and threw a ball towards the blue haired boy, to which he easily caught. “It’s not important! Just help me, Tetsu-kun.”

Kuroko was still confused and clueless to why his girlfriend suddenly wanted to learn basketball, but he wasn’t against it. In fact, he thought that your determination was pretty cute. So he nodded. “Okay, do you want me to show you how to shoot?”

You waved your hands, “That’s too easy! I’ll try to take the ball from you instead. It looks really cool.”

Kuroko looked at you in amusement but nodded nonetheless. “Alright then. Go.”

With confidence, you strode over and stared at him challengingly. “Don’t go easy on me!”

Returning your challenge with a calm smile, Kuroko didn’t say anything. With that, you reached for the ball aggressively. Kuroko didn’t even break a sweat dodging your attempt. Surprised, your gaze flickered to Kuroko, who had an innocent expression. You grumbled and moved again to steal the ball, but Kuroko was much quicker and managed to put a distance between you. “H-hey!” You complained and bit your tongue. No, I don’t want him to go easy on me!

Kuroko smiled. “One more try?”

The result would be the same, but your pride was much too big to give up. Trying to be as quick as possible, you reached for the ball… and was surprised when you successfully stole it from your prodigious boyfriend. A smile crept to your lips, knowing that he let you steal it on purpose. “How sweet, Tetsu-kun.”

Seeing a beautiful smile bloom on your face, Kuroko smiled as well. “What can I say? After all, I would do anything to see that smile.”

Your face exploded in colour. “O-one more time!”

Kise

Kise blinked, holding the ball uncertainly. “But.. [Name]-cchi, you told me you hate basketball! Why suddenly..?”

You crossed your arms, “I suddenly became interested. Now be a good boyfriend and help me.”

Your pout silenced the blond male. “Okay, okay. Let’s start by shooting, then.” He started to grin, thinking about how fun it would be to teach you basketball. Usually, you were the one teaching him lessons. It made him feel useless.

Complying, you took the ball from his hands and got into the best stance you could.

Kise suppressed a chuckle and corrected your stiff position. “Alright. Now aim and shoot.”

Kise’s cologne was distracting, but you managed to shoot the ball. It bounced off the ring. You groaned. “Ah, that was close! I suck!”

Kise’s laughter erupted at his girlfriend’s sudden outburst. “That wasn’t bad, [Name]-cchi! Don’t worry. With a teacher like me, you’d become a pro in no time!”

Several attempts later, you gave up. Out of ten shots, only one succeeded - in other words, it was a lucky shot. Kise watched as you sunk to the ground, exhausted and exasperated.

“I told you, I suck at this! Those girls were right, I’m really not suited to be your girlfriend.” Voice faltering, you buried your head in your hands and let out a deep sigh.

Ah. So this is what it’s all about. Frowning, Kise sat next to you.

“You’re a damn star, Ryōta-kun. Why are you with this nerd?”

That was it. Kise put an arm around you and pulled you closer to him. “Nonsense. You may not be good at basketball, but you made me want to become a better player.”

You raised your head to rest it on his shoulder, your mood improving. “Really? How so?”

Kise used his free hand to rub the back of his head shyly. “Well… I saw you coming to our games and I wanted to woo you, I guess.”

At his confession, you giggled, your previous bad mood gone in the blink of an eye. “You’re the sweetest, Ryōta-kun.”

Kise’s smile widened, glad that you weren’t upset anymore.

Aomine

”H-hold up,” You panted in exhaustion, “Time out, time out!” You knees were aching in protest and your lungs felt like it was going to explode any second now. “Daiki-kun, I demand a time out!”

Aomine grinned and turned his head to look at his girlfriend. “But you asked me to play with you earlier!” He replied, catching the ball before it could bounce to the ground again.

“I-“ Pant. “-told you to teach me, not to beat my arse!” You glared daggers at him, still panting.

Aomine raised his hands in mock surrender. “Well, failure is the best teacher.. You okay, [Name]?”

“No, I’m not!” You yelled in annoyance, placing your hands on your knees to support yourself.

At this, Aomine’s smile faltered. His expression twisted into that of concern. He quickly walked to you. “You’re not? Did you injure yourself?” His eyes darted around to check for any injuries as he started to nag, “I told you not to overdo it and to sit down when you’re tired.”

Your eyes glinted at the sight of the ball that was wedged between your boyfriend’s right arm and torso. Aha! Your hand quickly shot out to steal the ball.

However, Aomine was a master in street basketball. Playing dirty with Aomine would only result in failure, and tricks like these didn’t faze him in the slightest. Aomine quickly jerked back. Surprised, you stumbled forward and fell… right into his open arms.

“Nice trick you got there, [Name].” Aomine grinned at your attempt of playing dirty.

You groaned in response. “No fair! You should’ve at least given me that ball, I’m so tired!”

Chuckling, Aomine rested his chin on top your head. “Alright, alright. Next time, the great Aomine Daiki shall lose to you on purpose. Will that make you happy?”

Your arms circled Aomine, your lips curled up to form a content smile. “Yes, very.”

“Ah, you will be the death of me.” Aomine sighed, tightening his grip on you, “..and your frustrated expression was so cute, too..”

Midorima

Midorima uncrossed his arms for the umpteenth time that day. “No, no!”

As expected, the ball bounced off the ring. You turned your head sheepishly. “Oops?”

The green haired boy raised an eyebrow. “Your posture was correct, but you hesitated at the very end!” He pointed out, “Don’t hesitate!”

“But I suck..” You shrugged. “What about we do something fun? Like..”you scooped up a ball from the ground, “..try to steal the ball from me!”

Midorima crossed his arms again, “That’s more challenging than shooting. You know that I don’t suck, right?”

Well, ouch. You scrunched up your nose in annoyance. “No need to be so cocky. I might not suck at this!”

Amused, Midorima decided to go with your wishes. “Alright, fine. Are you ready?”

You quickly got into position. “Yes!”

Midorima walked to you, eyes scrutinizing your questionable stance. Faster than you could blink, you felt a swoosh and the ball was now in his hands.

“W-Wha-?”

“Hmm. That’s a cute stance, but definitely not a defensive one.” Midorima commented, spinning the ball on his hand.

“Ooh, that’s a neat trick!” Your eyes shone at the spinning ball.

Chuckling, Midorima put a hand on your shoulder and said in a serious tone, “[Name], you don’t need to force yourself to learn basketball. There’s no need to learn how to steal ball when you’ve already stolen my heart.” God, it took everything in him to say those words - Midorima could already feel his ears warm up. But God damn, your expression made everything so worth it.

Blushing furiously, you leaned so that your head touched his chest. “That’s so out of character, Shin-kun.”

“But it’s true.”

Your blush brightened.

Akashi

Akashi nearly gaped when you ran up to him in the gym, only to block his way and start swaying from left to right, slightly crouching while doing so. Your expression was hard and your eyes shining with icy coldness.

“Did I do something to upset you, [Name]?” He asked softly, worried.

“Huh?” You straightened your posture and looked at him in confusion, “No, I was just trying to mimic your signature move! It looked so cool when you make big players fall to the ground just like that! I want to learn basketball!”

Ah, is that what she was trying to do..? Akashi stifled a chuckle. “Well, you might want to start with something easier..” He picked up a ball, “..like shooting.”

You seemed to think for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah, alright. As long as you teach me!”

Akashi’s smile grew. “Of course.” He handed the ball to you and proceeded to help you get into the correct position from behind you.

You held your breath. You were distracted and everything Akashi said seemed to be muted. He felt so warm and his smell made your heart pound a hundred times faster.

Of course, Akashi noticed your lack of focus. Smirking, he tilted his head forward. “[Name]? Were you listening?” His face was so close to yours that your noses were almost touching.

You gasped and dropped the ball in surprise. Eyes darting to him, you tried to reply in panic, but nothing smart came to mind.

Akashi’s chest reverberated as he chuckled. “..or would you like to do something else with me?” He whispered softly into your red ear and snaked an arm around your waist.

You blushed even redder. Turning around, you buried your red face on his chest. “Meanie. Stop teasing me.”

“Oh? I’m not, though?” He teased you even more and ruffled your hair affectionately, wondering how you could be so adorable.

You stared up at him, your expression slightly annoyed. Akashi was about to say something when you suddenly pecked him in the lips. “Got you.”

Akashi was frozen as you ran out laughing. He quickly regained his composure and smirked. “Ah, so you think you can get away from me that easily after doing such a thing?” He broke into a run, thinking about what to do with you once he caught you.

Murasakibara

”Almost, [Name]-chin.” Murasakibara commented encouragingly when the ball bounced off.

You groaned. “This is so hard! How do you guys do it so effortlessly?”

Your boyfriend grinned. “Practice, maybe? I dunno.”

Rolling your eyes, you picked up another ball. “If this one doesn’t go in, I will..” You hesitated, “..I will attempt to steal Atsushi-kun’s snack.” That thought frightened you. Ah, why did you say that?Murasakibara chuckled. “You better succeed this time, [Name]-chin.”

Praying, you put all your energy into this one shot and-

“..Oh, you failed.”

“Argh! This is impossible!” You leaned on Murasakibara and started to whine, “I’m tired and hungry.”

“Do you want to steal my snack?” He asked, his arms instinctively engulfing you to a hug. “I’ll allow it.”

Surprised, you craned your head to look at him. “..No, but I’m very touched.”

Although he might not show it, Murasakibara had a soft spot for you and acted very sweetly towards you. He nodded. “Let’s take a break, after that I’ll properly teach you. So stop frowning.”

You responded with a smile. “Okay, Atsushi-kun!”

#knb #kurokonobasuke #kurokonobasket #generation of miracles #kiseki no sedai #Akashi Seijūrō #Kuroko Tetsuya #midorima shintaro #Aomine Daiki #Murasakibara Atsushi #knb scenarios #knb imagines

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bittysvalentines · 5 years

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Love in the Morning

From: @ivecarvedawoodenheart

To: @amessnamedwidogast

Rating: Teen & Up

Word Count: 2461

I hope you like it!! I had a really good time with this :) Happy Valentine’s Day!!

Summary:

“Don’t you dare, you had better not, I’ll call your dad and the press, I’ll tell ‘em—” “I think ‘Jack Zimmermann helps out teammate with checking drills’ would be a good headline, actually. I give you my blessing.” “Not when you’re threatening to pour water all over me you big ole—” “‘Big ole’ what, exactly?” ___________________________

Zimbits, from Bitty’s POV. Focusing primarily on waking up in the morning.

(AO3)

Someone throws a pillow at his face. Bitty jolts upright, looking around wildly, almost falling out of bed. It better not be — oh Lord, he’s gonna murder him —

“Bon matin, Bittle.”

Bitty check his watch and screams internally.

“Jack, were you dropped as a child? Is that why you feel the need to force me out of bed at four in the morning?”

He thinks Jack raises his eyebrows. It’s hard to be sure when it’s so dark in here, but the vaguely Jack-sized blob in the doorway gives off a distinctly amused vibe.

“My uncle Wayne did, actually,” Jack says. “My parents forbade him from holding me until I could do backwards crossovers.”

“Mmph.” Bitty closes his eyes and pulls his blankets up under his chin. “Go bother Shitty, Mr. I’m-Friends-With-NHL-All-Stars. I have a test today.”

Jack says, “That was yesterday, Bittle.”

“I could have another one today, Zimmermann.”

“You, having a test and not tweeting about it? Impossible.”

Bitty cracks open an eye at that. “It’s too early for you to be chirpin’ this much,” he says, but he swings his legs out of bed and lets Jack bundle him off to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wake up somewhat. They’re on their way to the rink, Bitty in an oversized Pens sweatshirt because he couldn’t find one of his in the dark, before he realizes that means Jack reads his tweets.

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“I’m asleep, my eyes are closed, go away Jack, can’t you see I’m sleeping—”

“You’d be much more convincing if you weren’t talking, Bittle. You’ll have time after to take a nap, let’s get at it—”

“Oh my god . ‘Let’s get at it’? Are you actually eighty years old—”

“Yes, okay, Old Man Zimmermann, ha ha, that hasn’t been played out. If you really want to make fun of me you’ll get your butt to the rink, that’ll really show me.”

Bitty scowls at him when they get to the locker room. Jack laughs, just once, and it’s so surprised and quick a sound that Bitty almost misses it. He wants to hear it again.

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Midnight, and there’s a knock at his door. Bitty presses Señor Bun tighter to his chest and wipes his eyes hastily, catching his French book before it slides to the floor. “Yeah?”

“Can I … can I come in?”

The door makes it difficult to hear, but he thinks it’s Jack. He squeezes his eyes shut, biting his lip. Then he forces himself to perk up as best he can.

“Of course! Why’re you up? It’s so late.”

Jack eases the door open and shut behind him. Bitty watches him scan the room, taking in the flashcards strewn across his bedspread and his laptop. He wishes he hadn’t left it open on Google Translate.

Jack rubs the back of his neck. A little sliver of his shirt rides up, and Bitty knows this shouldn’t be anything — they’ve all seen too much of each other in the locker room — but it’s almost too much on top of everything. His hair sticks up in all directions. Bitty holds Señor Bun tighter to keep from crossing the room and making his hair even wilder.

“Your light’s still on,” Jack says. He looks so unsure of himself here. Bitty’s not sure he’s ever been in his room outside of waking him at godforsaken times in the morning. “I wanted to, euh. Make sure everything’s okay.”

“I’m fine,” Bitty says quickly. Jack shoots him an unimpressed look, first nodding to Bitty’s flashcards, then raising his eyebrows at the clock. “Well. Not quite okay, but. I will be fine, which is what matters.”

Jack still doesn’t look like he believes him, but when he crosses the room to sit on the bed, his face softens. He picks up a flashcard with le fromage written on it. “You’re learning food words?”

“Oui,” Bitty says. Even that has such a pronounced twang to it. He sighs. “I’ll be honest, it’s not going great.”

He’s fiddling with the card now, flipping it back and forth, playing with the corners. Bitty watches him gather the rest of the flashcards in a neat stack and shuffle them.

Jack says, “I can quiz you,” and Bitty’s about to cry again.

He wipes his eyes. “You don’t have to.”

It must catch in his voice, because Jack looks up then. His eyebrows crease. “I mean — I don’t want to overstep, but. I do speak French, so.”

“Oh do you?” Bitty asks, and Jack rolls his eyes. He tosses a card at him and le jus hits him in the Adam’s apple. Bitty swallows reflexively.

He doesn’t think he imagines how Jack watches him.

Jack bumps their knees together. “If you want,” Jack says softly. “I don’t mind.”

“Okay,” Bitty whispers. He clears his throat. “If you’re fine with how badly I’m going to pronounce these words, that is.”

“I’ll live,” Jack says.

Bitty smacks him with his pillow, and he laughs quietly. A little thrill runs through Bitty at the sound.

“Okay, Bittle,” Jack says. “Let’s do this.”

____________

In the morning, Jack yawns loudly in the faint morning light and says, “Up and at ‘em, let’s go—”

“You can’t be serious,” Bitty says, grumpy. “We were up the whole night doing flashcards and you took up the whole bed, I didn’t get to sleep for a second.”

“That’s a lie, you snored the whole time, I didn’t—”

“You and your big ass stole all the blankets, I couldn’t’ve snored because I have to be asleep for that—”

“Couldn’t’ve? Are you joking—”

Jack goes on a rant about how difficult it is to understand him, and then how hard it must be to understand either of them, and then segues into a scheme to confuse everyone next time they come back from a break and their accents are stronger. Bitty chimes in now and then. Mostly, though, he drinks in how this feels: Jack in his bed, flashcards still everywhere — there’s one stuck to Jack’s cheek now, he thinks it’s les fraises — and his eyes still sleep heavy.

Bitty wants this so badly he outright gasps in the middle of Jack’s sentence.

“You okay, Bitty?”

“Fine,” he says, trying to push the feeling aside. “You’re kidding though, right? About checking practice today?”

Jack holds out a hand in a may I? gesture that Bitty doesn’t understand until he pouts, glancing at Señor Bun. Bitty hands him over tentatively. Jack tucks Señor Bun neatly under his chin, cuddling him with his eyes closed, and this all but knocks the air out of Bitty.

“‘M joking,” Jack says. Beneath the covers, Bitty feels him gently nudge his side with an elbow. “‘M tired. Bonne nuit.”

“No French when I’m trying to sleep, Mr. Zimmermann,” he says softly. Jack nudges him again.

He drifts off. In his dreams, he sees Jack holding Señor Bun like he’s something precious.

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Bitty has Canadian bacon on the stove when Jack stumbles downstairs. He quietly pours himself some orange juice, then Bitty feels rather than sees him join him at the stove.

“There’re some eggs in the fridge,” Bitty says, “if you wanna do somethin’ with them.”

He bumps his shoulder against Jack’s chest just to touch him and prove to himself that they’re standing here, together. Jack’s golden in the dewy morning sun.

“Your checks are getting better,” he says then, and Bitty says, “Oh, shush, you.”

Jack scrambles some eggs and fries some, and it’s peaceful between them.

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“Don’t you dare, you had better not, I’ll call your dad and the press, I’ll tell ‘em—”

“I think ‘Jack Zimmermann helps out teammate with checking drills’ would be a good headline, actually. I give you my blessing.”

“Not when you’re threatening to pour water all over me you big ole—”

“‘Big ole’ what, exactly?”

“I — it’s early, okay? My mouth hasn’t woken up yet.”

“Seems like it has to me.”

Bitty crawls out of his blankets at that, cheeks burning. “You tryin’ to tell me I talk too much?”

Jack takes a sip of water. “No, I’m trying to tell you to get your ass out of bed so we can go to Faber before the early skate. Do you think I enjoy being up at four?”

“Yes.”

“Well.” He tilts his head to the side. “Look, it’s prime running time—”

Bitty narrows his eyes. “Jack Laurent Zimmermann, you could get mugged—”

“—not if I’m running faster than my mugger, which is what I was about to say when I was so rudely interrupted, and how else am I to outrun a mugger than to practice running?”

He looks so pleased with his logic. Bitty says, “People like you are what’s wrong with this country,” and he grins broadly.

“I’m Canadian, remember?”

Bitty beats him for the first time in their end of practice race.

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Bitty’s alarm wakes him for the first time in ages, which of course means Jack died or something because no way in hell would he miss an opportunity to push him into the boards for an hour and a half.

Lord. He wouldn’t mind being pushed against the boards.

He’s had enough dreams that end up against the boards, for various reasons, and … he shouldn’t be thinking this, now, but.

He checks the weather and his school email and then, shivering, pads across the hall.

“Jack?” An answering mmph gives him the okay to open the door, so he does. He blinks to adjust to the darkness. Jack peeks blearily out from his blankets. “They’ve called classes for the day, it’s too cold out.”

Jack says, “Mmph,” and Bitty connects the dots. “You knew that already, I’m sorry! I’ll just—”

“Bittle.”

Bitty stops midway to the door.

“Yeah?”

Jack jerks his head toward the bed, peeling back his blankets. “It’s cold,” he mumbles, “c’mon.”

Bitty’s heart about stops. His mouth moves wordlessly for a few seconds before his mind catches up from where it stopped on Jack’s asking me to get in bed with him .

“Are you sure?” he asks, and Jack nods.

“No point losing more body heat,” he says sleepily. “Besides. My bed’s bigger than yours, we’ll fit fine.”

“Chirp chirp.”

So Bitty does. He climbs into his bed carefully, trying not to jostle Jack too much. Jack clumsily tucks the blankets around them and when Bitty tugs on the covers himself, their hands brush. Jack squeezes his briefly, then lets go. Bitty shivers again, but not from the cold.

“Oh — here —” Jack shifts his pillow and then presses a balled up sweatshirt into Bitty’s hands. “If you want.”

It’s the Pens sweatshirt he’d borrowed months ago. It still smells like him. The fact of Jack, sleeping with this so close to his face, breaks so sweetly in Bitty’s chest. He pulls it on.

“Thanks,” he whispers.

Jack says, “Mmph,” but Bitty can see him smiling slightly.

____________

Bitty wakes up after graduation to two texts. They’re timestamped 4:02 AM.

They say,

I’m sorry if it’s too early to say this , but I’ve been wanting to tell you for awhile now

I think I fell in love with you in the morning

He touches his lips with his fingertips and wonders when it was he got so stupid lucky.

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A pillow lands on his face, yanking him out of a stress dream about playoffs.

Something in their bedroom smells delicious. He opens his eyes and blinks to be sure he isn’t dreaming.

Jack’s filled their nightstands with plates and plates of food. There’s a heap of pancakes stacked high and half buried under blueberries and strawberries and what smells like 100% Canadian syrup on one of them, and toast shining beautifully with butter stacked next to eggs cooked every which way of the other. Jack himself is sitting at Bitty’s feet, wearing the Schooners shirt Bitty had gotten as a signing perk two years back. It still looks so, so good on him. Bitty’s never gotten over the thrill at seeing Jack in a shirt with his last name on it.

“Oh sweetheart,” Bitty says, yawning. “How did you—”

“I have my ways,” Jack says, handing him a plate and Bitty smiles.

“It all smells so good.”

“That’s only because you missed about an hour of me burning everything on the stove.”

Bitty throws up his hands in mock exasperation. “This boy.”

Jack crawls next to him and leans against the headboard. He rests his arm around Bitty, pulling him gently against his side, and presses a kiss to the side of his head. “Your boy, you mean,” he says, and Bitty about melts.

“For half a second there I thought you were wakin’ me up for checking practice again,” Bitty tells him, after they’ve kissed a little.

Jack says, “I still could,” and Bitty kisses him some more to distract him. From the way he huffs a laugh, he knows Jack knows what he’s doing. “Though you don’t really need it now.”

“Yeah, I had a really good, really strict captain for that.”

They’re quiet a moment while they eat. Bitty sneaks peeks at Jack now and then, liking the way the sun still loves him. Jack catches him a few times and chirps him softly.

“I don’t think I ever told you,” Bitty says, when they’ve stacked all their dishes out of the way. “It was when you said you read my tweets, for me. Or with Señor Bun that first night in my bed, when you looked at him like he was a new bucket of pucks.”

“When…” Jack starts, frowning a little. Bitty waits for him to puzzle it out, leaning fully against him now. He sees the realization before Jack says it. “Oh,” Jack says. “When you…”

“When I fell in love with you,” Bitty says simply. “That was when.”

Jack tips his chin up with two fingers and Bitty savors this kiss more than any other they’ve had, except for the one after that one, and the one after that.

“I love you,” Jack says afterward. He presses their foreheads together.

Bitty says, “I love you no matter how many eggs you burn,” and Jack laughs another quick, surprised laugh. Hearing now is even better than the first time.

Jack helps him out of bed and they wash the dishes together, stopping now and then to bump into each other and kiss softly and be at home here, together in their kitchen with the sun just coming up. Even after all this time, this feels like the start of something.

Bitty takes Jack’s hand as the radio plays. They stay like this, dancing their way through cleaning up, well past when the sun rises fully in the sky.

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#bittyjack #fanfiction #bittysvalentines #bv2019 #omgcp #submission

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sevitent · 5 years

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@timaeusstestified @timaeusstestified @timaeusstestified

ch 1:

[a/n: wrote this in class so there might be errors gomenasai!! arigatogozaimasu for reading!!]

“aku-chan-senpai!”

it was after school on a friday. most of the students had gone home for the day, leaving only the two of them, alone in the courtyard. jun rifled through the pockets of their authentic komaeda jacket (they had obtained it only the day before, besting komaeda in a knife fight and taking it as a trophy), taking out a pink envelope carefully decorated with glittery pink hearts.

“aku-chan-senpai?” they tried again to get the other’s attention, fidgeting nervously. after what seemed like an eternity, akutagawa turned to face them, a scowl scrawled across their face.

“what do you want, peasant?” [a/n: i think jun wants to be called a peasant? might be a fetish idk] he looked down on jun, despite them both being 5’8, and jun hesitantly extended the letter towards akutagawa-

only for it to be ripped to shreds in their hands by rashomon.

ch 2:

“tch. i can’t believe you think i’d ever be interested in you.” akutagawa turns and starts to walk away, leaving jun behind. jun falls to their knees, scrambling to pick up the torn pieces of their letter. they give up bc there’s too many of them and stand up, walking in the opposite direction while crying loudly. their 100% genuine komaeda shirt is getting soaked but they don’t care. the love of their life just rejected them.

they don’t see that akutagawa has stopped in his tracks, feeling immensely guilty. turning, he calls out. "jun-chan, wait."

jun spins, looking up hopefully. cherry blossom petals swirl around akutagawa; he looks ethereal in the fading sunlight. “yes, aku-chan-senpai?”

he shoves his hands into his pockets, blushing heavily. “hey, i feel bad, so like, wanna go on a date with me?” he looks away. “it’s not like i like you or anything though, baka.”

“really? you want to?” jun looks up, hope shining in their eyes. komaeda has succeeded, hope has spread just a bit further today. too bad he’s dead.

the two run towards each other, and they collide in the middle, akutagawa wrapping his arms around jun. there are still cherry blossoms falling. it’s so romantic.

“so where do you want to go?” akutagawa asks.

jun’s stomach growls bc they just ran 420 miles for xc. “can we get food?”

ch 3:

an hour later they’re walking through a park that’s somehow completely empty except for the two of them. akutagawa has ice cream and jun has bubble tea. they just ate at restaurant or smth idk. their fingers are intertwined and they’re gay.

jun hod insisted on being romantic so they wandered off the path and got lost in the forest, but eventually they manage to find their way back to the official path and not get mauled to death by bears. walking forward a bit, they come to a courtyard which is somehow also empty. anime magic.

they decide to take a seat on the edge of a fountain and fall into an easy silence. it’s super chill and stuff, but jun has a question.

“aku-chan-senpai, what do you like most about me?” jun looks up at him curiously. akutagawa ponders for a second before responding.

“your sunglasses. they’re really neat.”

“:o [a/n: what the fuck jun. how did you say an emoticon. are you okay.] i got them from this really nice man. i had to kill him for them tho.” they sip their bubble tea. “they look really nice though. definitely worth it.”

akutagawa nods in agreement, reaching into his pocket. “jun, now i have a question for you.”

“okay!” jun turns away to set down their tea, but when they turn back, akutagawa is kneeling in front of them, a small box in his hands. they open it to reveal a ring.

ch 4:

“jun, will you-“

suddenly, out of the bushes by the fountain leapt sasuke, having just gotten off from work.

“jun-chan! i can’t believe this!” jun looked into his eyes and saw a mixture of sadness and disbelief as they stepped towards him.

akutagawa stood up, confused. “babe, who’s this?”

“im his boyfriend, fUCKER.” sasuke was rabid. “and who do you think you are?”

akutagawa turned away, pulling jun close. “tch. *im* the one he’s in love with.”

not wanting to enrage sasuke further, jun stepped away from akutagawa. it was a mistake. he immediately looked ready to cry, distress written in every feature of his face. “aku-chan-senpai! don’t cry!” but it was too late. akutagawa had fallen onto his hands and knees, the amount of tears pouring from his eyes rivaling the amount of water in the fountain. jun has to step away so they don’t drown.

“that’s what i thought.” sasuke said smugly. he crossed his arms and strode over to pull jun towards him. “why would jun want to be with you, when he could be with me, a world famous stripper.” he paused “besides. you have rabies and that’s gross.”

jun pulled away with disgust. “you have rabies too, sasuke.”

sasuke screamed in horror. “JUN!!1! i trusted you not to tell anyone!”

jun shrugged. “you were being mean to akutagawa.” they turned away, hiding their face. “i don’t think this is going to work sasuke... we need to break up”

ch 5:

akutagawa, who had finally stopped fucking crying, looked up in joy. “jun-chan!”

sasuke gasps in horror. “this can’t be happening jun…after all we’ve been through” he looks down. “i broke up with naruto for you…we even got matching haircuts..." sasuke stares at the ground sadly, tears welling in his black orbs.

jun's heart aches and they reach out with one hand. "we can still be friends bro..."

sasuke's head jerks up and his eyes are bright red. “i even got you that ninja band!” he pauses, breathing heavily. “i thought you were bae…” he looks away. “turns out you’re just fam…”

jun trembles in a mixture of sadness and fear, but akutagawa grabs their arm, pulling them away and steadying them. “i’ll protect you, jun” he turns to glare at sasuke, rashomon crackling around him and jun. it’s very romantic.

looking up into akutagawa’s eyes (despite them still being the same height), jun is filled with love. [a/n: love is stored…in the ~~rat~~ jun] “senpai….”

“no!! this can’t be happening!!1!1” sasuke is rabid 2, electric boogaloo. he pulls out 69 kunai, drawing his arm back to attack.

before they know what’s happened, akutagawa shoves jun behind them, blocking them from the attack. rashomon blocks all the pointy knives and akutagawa opens his mouth to say something smug when he freezes and puts a hand to his chest. turns out sasuke also had the little ninja star things.

ch 6:

akutagawa falls backwards into jun’s arms. jun’s crying. akutagawa’s crying. “aku-chan-senpai!!! you can’t die! we-” jun chokes on their tears. they’re very sad. “we were going to get married….”

akutagawa gently touches the side of jun’s face. “don’t worry-“ he coughs blood. it stains jun’s 100% authentic komaeda jacket but they don’t care. “jun…” they make eye contact. “jun, i will always love y-“ his head drops. he’s dead can we get an f.

“no! noooo!!!” jun screams, shaking akutagawa. there’s no response. “this can’t be happening, this can’t, this can’t,” they’re muttering to themself.

sasuke laughs. “see! i told you i was the stronger one! look at that, he couldn’t even protect you.” he holds out his arms. “now come here”

jun doesn’t respond. they gently let akutagawa down, reaching under their coat to grab something. reaching up, they untie their ninja band, letting it drop to the ground. with their back to sasuke, they stand up.

“give your boyfriend a hug~” sasuke sounds happy.

turning on their heel, jun reveals what he had taken from akutagawa: a gun. who gave an emo teen a gun tf. “sasuke…” jun’s voice is quiet. they’re probably in shock idk.

sasuke sneers. “you can’t shoot me, coward. you love me too much.” he drops his weapons, t posing [a/n: https://archiveofourown.org/works/16507784 ]. “pull the trigger, i dare you.”

jun’s grip tightens on the gun. “sasuke……….i can’t believe you’ve done this….i used to love you….but now-“

theyre cut off by sasuke. “stop monologuing and pull the trigger. my arms are getting tired, you fuck.”

jun aims, puts their finger on the trigger, closes their eyes, pulls the trigger [a/n: fuck the safety]. there’s a really loud bang. so loud that jun goes deaf.

and everything fades to black.

coda:

there’s a loud beeping noise and jun opens their eyes to be greeted with ceiling komaeda. that means theyre in their bedroom, so…

they roll over, checking their phone. it says that it’s 6:01am on friday, april 20.

was it all a dream…?

they get up, performing daily rituals: greeting ceiling komaeda, kissing their mettaton poster, praying at their sasuke shrine, making their daily sacrifice to their guy fieri shrine. they decide to wear their komaeda outfit with their replica mettaton boots and their favorite sunglasses. it just feels right. when they pass their desk, something on it catches their eye: a pink envelope carefully decorated with glittery pink hearts.

“oh god oh fuck.”

[a/n: hope you enjoyed!!!]

#@ anyone who still has respect for me. if you actually exist. dont hit keep reading #i have no dignity left #juncore

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{Special} College!AU Minhyuk

major: dance education

minor: biology

sports: archery club

clubs: wanted to join an on campus band but he actually isn’t that good at playing guitar.......so instead he gets lessons from joshua whose in college choir and now he can successfully play........one song

minhyuk is the shining star in all of his classes because no matter how many times he messes up, no one can get angry because his smile is blinding and his intentions are never bad

like literally his clumsiness is out of this world and his memory fixates on one thing and forgets about everything else so when he shows up to bio class completely prepared with the notes he took down for chapter 7, even though you were supposed to read chapter 6 like,,,, the teacher lets it slide and everyone in his group helps him out

because like he wants to do his best he’s just prone to ,,,, mixing things up

but don’t get me wrong he works hard and studies hard, his grades are better than jooheons (which really bothers jooheon LOL)

and sure maybe coming out of lab covered in the ethanol he spilled on himself is a bit......

or when the teacher refers to a salida and he can’t stop giggling because god it sounds like salad right- right???

can make him seem goofy and silly but that doesn’t mean he’s not serious when he needs to be

like he even tutored some of the kids in his class in bio because he’s actually really good at it, no matter how clumsy he comes off in lab, like he knows his stuff

because more than anything he wants to learn how to be a studious teacher who doesn’t only bring joy to his students through dancing - but also learning how important exercise is to the human body

kinesiology minor seungcheol is always lending minhyuk his textbooks because minhyuk wants to know even more on the science of body movement

and no one gets how minhyuk finds reading that stuff so damn entertaining, but at the same time minhyuk is too cute to say no to

like to all students and teachers alike, like i mentioned this before but seriously his smile and his happiness is contagious

he’s the campus happy virus

and whenever he gets to see younger kids like when he goes to competitions with the archery team and he sees like the middle school division he’s like

pulling on a fellow teammate shownu’s sleeve like hYUNG LOOK THEYRE SO CUTE AND SMALL

and shownu is looking down at him like: you’re also small

minhyuk: ):< am nOT

says the adorable boy whose bow is covered in like stickers of puppies and flowers and whenever he gets a perfect ten he throws hearts at the audience

and if someone throws them back he pretends that the hearts pierce his chest and he like puts his hand over his heart and makes a cute face

like c’mon he is the CUTEST campus happy virus ever

also he thinks love is cute. like minhyuk loves love he thinks couples are the best and parents with their kids make him excited

and whenever him and the guys go out to eat and like karaoke or whatever minhyuk always points to couples sharing drinks or holding hands and he’s like ~~~~Soooo ROmanticcccc

and hyungwon is shoving fries into his mouth like huh and kihyun is like yo minhyuk i can hook you up just tell me i gotchu bro

except minhyuk is like kihyun No Offense but i Dont Trust You

kihyun: im gonna pretend im not offended but just know that i aM offended and this severing of our friendship is going down in my diary tonight

minhyuk: what

but basically minhyuk is an angelic boy who is always trying to see the positive in everything and probably dances to music when he’s out at the mall and everyone in his friend group is like we don’t know him but the cashiers can’t help but smile like what a CUTE kid

not a kid he is in college but you know what i mean everything and anything he does is endearing from singing bio terms out loud to remember them to staying up past 4 am to practice his own dancing, sweaty hair pulled back and determined eyes....ok we’re getting off track

but yes you know minhyuk because he’s your neighbor in the off campus living house

and he lives directly next door and the building is like 70 years old the walls are as thin as paper so every night between the hours of 10 and midnight you hear some kind of music coming from his side of the wall

and for a while you were like,,,,,,,why the hell does he listen to the same song on repeat for two to three hours???? is it like his studying mechanism???

until you saw the poster of the seoul ballet recital hanging off his front door right under it the iconic photo of michael jackson’s moonwalk and you were like

“oh. dance major.”

and tbh you don’t really complain,,,,the music he dances to is actually not as bad as you thought it would be. like sure one night it’s jazz, the next it’s hip-hop, then you can’t believe it but is that,,,,,clogging music?

but it kinda becomes a habit of yours to stay up, glancing at the clock when it hits ten and you can hear minhyuk moving furniture around in his room to make space to practice and then you always get a neat surprise when he turns on some kind on new music

although you have to admit you almost spit all your coffee out when you heard the cotton-eyed joe song

you think it is really cool how hardworking and dedicated minhyuk must be to dancing

but it’s kind of funny because like,,,,you’ve never seen him

LIKE you don’t really know what he looks like because you have no classes in the dance major and your schedules never cross because like

you’re on campus for your classes and then you have work and you’re sure minhyuk has class and then practice or whatever

basically you’ve never ??? like ?? seen him in the hallway of your house or even down in the communal kitchen

but the fact doesn’t bother you because you’re not friends with his friends you guys are just neighbors that like,,,,,,never talk LOL

until one night when you’re settling in with your coffee, textbook open, hoping that tonight’s music selection by minhyuk is the waltz or something so you can actually concentrate

and to your luck that’s what it sounds like and you smile to yourself as you start taking notes and slowly swaying to the music in your seat

but then,,,,,all of a sudden,,,,,,the music cuts off

and you turn to look at the wall with your eyebrows furrowed because - this has never happened

so you wait a bit,,,but ten minutes passes and,,,,nothing,,,,,,,,,

no music no sounds,,,,,,

and you don’t know why but something inside of you tells you that something is wrong

and although it’s probably awkward to worry about someone you know close to nothing about it is neighbor courtesy to take care of one and another

so you venture out of your apartment and over to the next one and you knock on the door, putting your ear to it and trying to listen but ?? there’s no response

so you lean closer and put your hand on the doorknob and??? the door just opens like it wasn’t locked at all

and your fear about something being wrong heightens by like ten fold

and you call out an “I’m sorry for disturbing you, but can I come in?”

and then you hear it, a faint groan of pain and the voice of someone asking for help

and you run down the hall to see a boy laying on the floor, clutching his ankle in pain and you’re like oh my god??? and you rush over to him and you’re like

“what’s wrong??”

and he looks up at you and even with his face twisted in pain he’s still,,,,like wow,,,,,like he’s handsome

but now is not the TIME and you’re like ???? “should i call an ambulance? get the med student from floor 5????” and minhyuk’s like shaking his head and pointing to the door like

“ice, from the kitchen downstairs......” and you’re like ICE OK ROGER WAIT HERE DONT MOVE

and minhyuk is like “i??? can’t??”

and you’re like rIGHT r i ght one second

and so you rush downstairs and get a bag of ice and back upstairs and as you’re running down the hall you’re like in your head you’re like

okokokok if anything is broken we should go to the hospital - but can i carry him? would that be ok? should i ask him? also why didn’t i at least comb my hair i look so bad and he’s so cute - wait wait don’t think that!!!

and finally you barge back into his apartment and run over with the ice and you’re like “is your ankle broken??? i think i should call-”

and minhyuk is like again shaking his head

and then when he looks up at you, he somehow even manages to break into a smile

and you’re like hOW aren’t you in pain

but he just takes the ice and applies it to his ankle and he’s like AHH IT HURTS and you’re like !!!! but then he grins at you like “just kidding, i mean it does hurt but not a lot the ice will help in no time~”

and you’re like “it’s not broken???”

and minhyuk’s like pFFT nooooo it’s just twisted!!!! and he gives you a thumbs up

and you’re like “i didn’t hear the music from next door and then i heard you fall so i thought i’d come in here and you’d be like bleeding from your nose-”

minhyuk breaks into laughter, but winces a bit but he’s like “no!! dancers should all know how to fall to make sure they don’t break anything, it’s like the first thing you teach the kids too”

and you tilt your head like ??? the kids

and minhyuk’s like “oh, im a dance education major not a dance major” and your eyes widen a bit because wow you,,,didn’t know that

but somehow it fits even more afterall here he is laughing off twisting his ankle, keeping bright and sunny even though most people would be ): right about now

you can’t help but think such a good personality is perfect for teachers

but anyway you nod and you’re like “oh, i didn’t know - that’s cool!” and minhyuk’s like “sO you’re my neighbor? you must really not like it since you have to listen to all my weird music”

but you shake your head and you’re like “not at all! actually i always look forward to ten o’clock because i know you’ll play something interesting and it doesn’t bother me - if it does i just go out and hang in someone elses apartment, but really - i have grown fond of it”

and minhyuk kind of looks at you funny and you’re like “what???” and he’s like chuckling like “nothing, just the neighbors across the hall hate me for it. he’s always chasing me around campus when he sees me like ‘i need to study for my finals!!! not listen to tango music!!!”

the mental image makes you giggle and minhyuk extends his hand for you to shake and he’s like “it’s nice to meet you, neighbor who actually doesn’t hate me”

and you shake it and grin like “nice to meet you too, neighbor who i don’t actually hate”

and you guys both laugh this time and it’s really not awkward at all

finally, minhyuk’s twisted ankle is ok enough for him to get up and he mentions going back to practice but you’re like are you nuts no you’re gonna twist it again just go rest and minhyuk is like fiiiiiiine and you laugh and say that you’ll be going then

and as you shut the door to his apartment behind you, you notice this fuzzy warm feeling in your stomach

and you’re like oh no,,,,,,don’t,,,,,,don’t get a crush on him oh no o h no

but too late

you get home and crawl into bed and all you can think of is that bright smile of his, his sweet voice,,,,,,,,plUS the fact that he works so hard not for himself but to be a good teacher for kids LIKE IS HE AN ANGEL

and you try to cover your face with your pillow and be like stop. thinking. about. minhyuk.

but you can’t and tbh,,, on the otherside of the wall he can’t stop thinking about you either and you’re both lying in bed like two dweebs smiling to yourselves because “oh my god who know my neighbor was so DARN CUTE”

but again, you and minhyuk’s schedules are solar systems apart so you never bump into each other but then one day you hear a knock on your door and you open it to see this tall lanky looking guy with a book under his hand and a shorter more visibly excited guy and they’re both like

“minhyuk said you should come over, we’re playing a video game and we need one more person for our team”

and you’re like UH,,,,i don’t really game- but hyungwon is like “me either, yet these losers are making me so let’s go”

and that’s how you end up sqaushed into minhyuks side on his couch playing some video game as kihyun shouts at the screen and that guy hyungwon presses random buttons on his controller

and the other two, changkyun and jooheon are both about to chuck their controllers out the window

and it’s so crazy and loud and minhyuk leans over at some point and he’s like

“sorry to drag you into this mess, our friend shownu is picking up or other friend wonho from the airport after his study abroad and we need a minimum of six people so,,,,,”

and you’re like AH don’t worry about it!! sorry i suck tho

and minhyuk is like “oh it’s because you don’t know the controls, here let me show you”

and you think he’s just going to take the controller from you, but instead he puts his hands over yours and he’s like “ok so you press X to dodge and then B-”

and you’re trying to concentrate by his hands are so warm and so big covering yours and you’re nodding absentmindedly but in reality you can’t hear anything he’s saying

not until you hear the door open and in walk in two more boys, one with a suitcase in hand and you look up and you guess this is wonho and shownu

and wonho is like “I’m back!! I see everyone’s the same - oh hello, are you minhyuk’s significant other?”

and wonho’s eyes focus on you and so does everyone elses in the room and you’re like UM

and minhyuk quickly takes his hands off yours and he turns cherry red and you’re like !!!!!! trying to gather your thoughts until you just blurt out “he’s my neighbor!”

and wonho is like huh do neighbors usually cuddle on couches like you two are??? and you’re like WE’RE NOT cU DD Li ng,,,,,,,but i mean you are practically halfway into his lap with minhyuks arm looped around your shoulders so mayb it looks like that but minhyuk is clearing his throat like ANYWAY HOW WAS YOUR TRIP

and that’s enough to distract everyone and you get up like i think,,,,,i should go?? and minhyuk’s like what no you should stay-

but you’re like bowing as you leave like iT WAS FUN BYE

and you’re back in your room so you don’t hear how all the boys abandon the talk about wonho’s trip and are like MINHYUK YOU LIKE THEM DONT YOU

and minhyuk is like yES BUT U IDIOTS RUINED IT FOR ME

but,,,,,,they totally didn’t

because the next day as you’re heading for your weekly study group you bump right into someone and??? it’s minhyuk??? and you’re like “i never see you in the library??” and minhyuk is blushing again scratching his neck like,,,,”y-yeah but hyungwon knows this kid in your study group who knows you and they told me you’d be here anyway um i kind of want to apologize for you know,,,being a noisy neighbor and also for my embarrassing friends last night-”

and you’re like looking down at your book in your hands trying not to smile a bit because you can kind of tell where this is going

and minhyuk takes a breath and he’s like “-but also i came because i wanted to know if you maybe want to,,,,,,,goonadateliketogetsomeicecreamorsomething some time.....”

and you almost giggle, but you look up and you’re like

“id love that. want to meet after my study group is over?” and minhyuk lights up like a goddamn christmas tree he’s like YES ill,,,,,be waiting

and you nod and head toward the table where your group is and minhyuk steps into a random aisle to do an excited little wiggle dance that the student next to him sees and is just like eyes emoji about

but yeah you and minhyuk do go on this little date

and you guys eat mango ice cream together and minhyuk talks about how he’s recently thought about quitting archery so he can make more time to apply for this job at a local dance academy

and you tell him about your studies

and even though your fields are miles apart minhyuk is still so interested and supportive of everything you’re telling him, like he’s more engaged than some of your friends when you tell him and like it always feels good to have someone acknowledge you

and minhyuk is that kind of person. he never lets a conversation die

and like you get your ice-cream even though it’s pretty cold out and minhyuk is like “are your hands cold??” because when you walk out of the cafe you’re blowing on them

you’re like a bit,,,i think i shouldn’t have ordered a cone and held it-

and then suddenly minhyuk is taking your hands in his and slipping them into his coats pocket and he’s like ^^ is that warm??

and you’re like ohmy ogdo,,,,,but also you’re like yes ;; and you can feel minhyuks fingers link with yours in his pocket and you’re like

gosh he’s so cute H O W

and after that you two go on many more dates,,,even though sometimes your dates get interrupted by minhyuk’s many different friends (most of all though monsta x magically appears at the like movie you two decided to go to ‘by accident’ and won’t stop teasing minhyuk about how c*rny he is for taking you to a romcom but then you’re like shut up you all bought tickets to the romcom JUST to make fun of us but i saw jooheon cry! jooheon: sniffing DONT COME FOR ME blows his nose)

but you don’t mind minhyuk’s friends and you don’t mind minhyuks loud music, loud laugh, loud personality aT ALL in fact you adore it

because he’s so lively and nothing is ever awkward with him

minhyuk makes you feel like you’re always welcome to tell him anything

to put it simply minhyuk, very quickly, starts feeling like home to you

and speaking of home you spend like 50% of your time over at his apartment

instead of listening to him practice through the walls of your room you actually come over and watch him dance

and he’s always like ‘score me’ and you’re like ‘10′ and he’s like nOOOO u said 10 yesterday TOOO and you’re like sorry you’re perfect and i love you

and minhyuk gets embarrassed like DONT say you love me so easily

and you’re like “too bad: I love you I love you I love you I l-”

minhyuk shuts you up with a kiss and then covers his face like AH CANT BELIEVE I DID THAt

and you’re just giggling because it’s cute how he gets embarrassed of himself

but also minhyuk knows the perfect way to get you flustered too whenever he’s practicing he will sometimes pull you up on your feet and be like “dance with me!!”

and you’re like oh,,,babe no i SUCK

but he puts his hands on your hips and tries moving you this way and that or holds your hands and twirls you around and you’re always like min!!!!hyuk!!!! but he just laughs until you go along with it

and you two get tired and collapse on his floor and minhyuk rolls over to smile at you with his sweaty hair in his face

and in that moment everytime you get this rush of emotions and you’ll move closer to kiss him a little more passionately than usual and minhyuk always kisses back

but he also pushes away first and curls up into an embarrassed blushy little ball and you pout becuase you’re like minhyuk come back,,,,,come back let me kiss you again !!! and maybe do more

and minhyuk is like oK but let’s get on the couch at least-

such a gentleman even when he doesnt have to be hehe

you once came over and you couldn’t find him and then you heard the shower running so you were like ok!! ill join him

and when you did you damn near almost gave him a heart attack but he was thankful and it was cute you washed his hair and shoulders

and also did some other things which i will not discuss in detail (-:

but yeah you think minhyuk looks the best in his sweatpants, dancing diligently along with the music

you can see the passion in his eyes and the love he has for it and sometimes he gets down on himself

because people pass him off as some kind of airheaded kid who probably doesn’t try hard in his studies

but you just hold his cheeks and kiss his whole face and you’re like “you know you’re going to prove them all wrong - you’re going to be a great teacher.”

sometimes you get texts from changkyun whose like “your boyfriends a lab safety hazard he almost lit the lab plants on fire” and you’re like “isn’t he charming <33333″ changkyun: “...........no”

minhyuk telling you random facts about your bones and like how they work and you’re just like lol imagine if all my joints were made of jello and minhyuk is like oh my god that’d be cool though

hyungwon: what the hell are you two talking about. like ever

but also you two are so heart-warming to see because minhyuk adores you to pieces and he’s vocal about it with his friends and sometimes someone is like “why are you smiling at your phone?” and minhyuk’s just like “im reading my conversation with y/n and they’re so funny and stunning and amazing and lovely and -”

you too tbh someone is like what do you like about your boyfriend and you have like a power point slide ready at hand you just

you both just love each other so much and so whole heartedly

the neighbor who complains about minhyuk’s music comes over one day pissed off and you’re just like

apologizing on minhyuks behalf and you’re like “maybe we can go practice in my room since its further away?” and minhyuks like ok!!!

but it’s not the best idea because he almost knocks over your lamp and you’re like ,,,,,,,,,,,,

i love you but also back to your room if the person complains again we’ll just turn off the music and pretend we’re not here LOL

minhyuk keeps telling you that for your honeymoon he’s gonna take you to disneyland and you’re like first of all) honeymoon? since when-

and minhyuk blushes like YOURE RIGHT we’re only in college i shouldn’t push marriage-

but then you giggle and you’re like “ok, but you have to promise me we can take a photo with goofy. he’s my favorite”

and minhyuk just gets all smiley again like ok!! i promise

minhyuk finally learns how to play a full song on the guitar and when he gently sings along with it in front of you you’re like ,,,,,,everything about you is so amazing already and now i found out you have the voice of an angel-

and minhyuk is like iM not amazing,,,,

but you’re like “hush come here”

and you like kiss him until he’s falling over and laughing against your neck

and you two have the cutest inside jokes and weird nicknames for each other

and when you’re all out to eat one day jooheon is like “so......is minhyuk flexible (;”

and you’re like “yeah he’s a dancer”

and jooheon’s like “yeah, i bet he has some crazy movies in be-”

shownu shoving rice into jooheon’s mouth: he meant to say doesn’t minhyuk have some crazy moves on the dance floor

you:

minhyuk:

you:.............yes jooheon he’s flexible in bed

the whole table: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

minhyuk: i love you so much but you’re so e M B A RR A S I NG

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and please look forward to more special college!aus!

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