#is this when officials didn't want them to come in the airport and they were asked to cut their hair etc? something like that?

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Adult Education Part 22 | Hangman x OC

Summary: After visiting Jessica's family in Massachusetts and his family in Texas, it's time to officially finish moving in together. It's also time for Jake to take his girlfriend on a little adventure she has always dreamed about.

Warnings: Fluff, sex in public, language, 18+

Length: 2000 words

Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x Female OC

This story is part of the Beer Boy and Sugar universe but can be read on its own! Adult Education masterlist

Seriously, who let Jake on my masterlist!? Banner by @mak-32

Epilogue Part One

Three months later...

The airport in San Diego was absolutely overrun with business travelers and families on summer vacation. It seemed like there were people rushing in every direction, trying to catch connecting flights or grab their luggage and go. But Jake was in no hurry at all. He'd just left the laidback state of Texas. Tomorrow was Saturday. His girlfriend was on term break.

In fact, he missed his luggage going around the baggage carousel twice because Jessica had her lips pressed to his. "You know," he murmured after the second time, "we would already be home by now if you weren't so damn distracting."

She shook her head. "We have to stop by my apartment on the way and pick up the last few boxes."

Jake smiled. "I know. Then it's official, Baby." Her lease was ending on Monday, and they left those boxes of old textbooks and scientific journals so they could still claim she was going to be moving in, not that she essentially already had. Jake didn't want to make a poor impression on her family, but it turned out he didn't have anything to worry about. And neither did she.

"So Thanksgiving back in Massachusetts and Christmas in Texas," she murmured against his neck as she let her head rest on his shoulder. "We're going to be very busy this year."

"There's no escaping my mom now," he told her. "She's probably already crocheting a Christmas stocking with your name on it. I think she almost evaporated into thin air when she hugged you. Physical proof that her son is dating someone with a PhD who looks like a supermodel nearly took her out."

"Jake," she whined with a laugh. "Supermodels don't wear glasses or read the science joke of the day emails."

"Mine does," he insisted. "There's my bag again. Now can we please go home?"

"Absolutely," she replied as he grabbed his luggage before it could sneak by a third time. "I'm determined to cook an edible dinner one night while I'm off. Plus, I really wanted to spend this week while you're at work organizing all of my stuff at the condo."

He grinned as they exited the airport holding hands. "Actually, you're coming to work with me on Monday."

"I am? For what?"

"Well... that's a bit of a surprise."

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Jessica watched Jake stack the three remaining boxes of her things in his arms and carry them out to his truck. She could have only managed to take them one at a time, but he even humored her barrage of questions while he went.

"When are you going to tell me what the surprise is? Will you tell me now? How will I know what to wear to base with you on Monday if you don't tell me what it's for?"

He was silent for the first part of the ride from her old neighborhood as they made their way toward the pacific coast and his condo, and she looked out the window while she tapped her foot anxiously. When he took an unexpected right turn instead of a left, she turned to look at him.

"You really want to know?" he asked, his face just gorgeous in the orange and purple light as the sun finished setting.

"Yes!"

He chuckled. "Well, I thought this would be a fun little celebration of sorts since you found out Brian isn't coming back in the fall. And I think it's something you've been wanting to experience." 

Jessica tipped her head back against the headrest and smiled. Advanced Calculus had texted her when they were at the airport in Boston about to fly to Texas, letting her know Brian took a position at the local community college. She wouldn't even have to look at him when her classes started up again next month. She had been so excited, she and Jake had very awkward but enthusiastic sex in the airplane lavatory as they flew over Pennsylvania. 

When he pulled his truck off the main road and along the bay, Jessica had to hang on as he drove down an unpaved street as the sky darkened. "Where are we going?" she asked, as they bumped along, driving parallel to a tall fence with barbed wire across the top of it.

"I want to show you something," he muttered, coming to a stop between the rocky bay beach and the fence. "There's the hangar, and there's my jet."

Jessica looked to where he was pointing, and she could barely make out HANGMAN printed across the side of one of the aircrafts. "Oh!" she gasped, realizing she'd never even visited him on base before. 

"Come here, and I'll tell you the surprise," he crooned, killing the engine and unbuckling her seatbelt. He coaxed her to his lap and said, "If you want to fly with me on Monday, I got special permission to take you up since you're a physics professor."

"What?!" Jessica's eyes went wide. "Are you serious?"

His smile was soft and genuine as he nodded. "Does that mean you still want to do it?"

"Jake!" She pushed his shoulders back against the seat and shook him slightly as he laughed. "I wrote my PhD thesis on jet propulsion in military aircrafts! Of course I want to fly with you!"

"I know," he drawled as he smirked. "I read your thesis, remember? Barely understood a word, but I did read it."

"Smart Boy," she moaned as she kissed him. "I can't wait for Monday." As she raked her fingers back through his hair, his hands came to rest on her hips. She kissed and nipped at him, pausing to say, "I'm so excited."

When Jessica's tongue slipped between his lips, she rolled her hips against him. He groaned and cupped her butt, guiding her to do it again. He was so obviously hard in his jeans now, and she didn't want to wait until they got home. "Feels like you're excited, too," she said with a grin before she licked his lip.

"Fuck, Jessica. If you're like this today, you'll be a mess on Monday after we actually fly together."

She gasped and nodded. "Oh my god. You're right."

"I know I am, Baby. You'll be dripping wet for me by then."

When she clenched around nothing as his hand snaked up the front of her shirt, she admitted, "I already am." She ground down against his cock and whispered, "You know how we had that quickie the other day way out on your parents property?"

Jake moaned and said, "I'll remember that for the rest of my life. Bending you over the tailgate of my dad's old truck."

"Well," she murmured, licking a stripe from his chin slowly back to his ear. "It's pretty dark now. You could bend me over your own tailgate."

Jake's hand was opening his door before she finished her sentence, and he hauled her back behind his truck. He was a little rough, pulling her against him and making her stumble as he dropped the tailgate down. He kissed her lips and rubbed the front of his jeans against hers before he said, "It'll have to be quick again. Before any of the guards drive by."

"Okay," she agreed, and then Jake had her pinned down from behind as she made a surprised noise. She let her head rest on her folded arms as she turned toward the fence. It was now too dark to see the hangar or any of the jets as Jake reached around and undid the front of her jeans. He yanked them down along with her sage green thong before unzipping his own pants and letting his cock rest against her butt.

"You weren't kidding, Smart Girl," he whispered, teasing her clit and running his finger through her slit. "You're soaked."

The evening air was cool on her bare skin, and when he separated her with his long fingers, she shivered for so many reasons. Then he connected them together, plunging inside her as she cried out.

"Shhh," he warned, and she bit her lip. "Be a good girl. I'll make it fast."

"Oh god," she groaned softly, her whole body bouncing against the tailgate with each of his rapid thrusts. She couldn't stop the little grunts and needy sounds she made for him every time his hips slammed into her butt, but he was moaning her name softly too as he fucked her. 

He just went harder and harder, and Jessica had to hold onto the tailgate with quivering fingers as he hit the spot that made her shake for him. "Jake," she whispered as he leaned down over her back as she came. But he wasn't done yet.

His voice was rough like the gravel beneath her feet. "I love you. I love fucking you. I can't wait to take you home. I can't wait to fly with you." He grabbed her hips and drove himself deep as she continued to clench softly around him, and then he came too. And this time she had to remind him to be quiet.

"Jake, you're so loud," she warned as his thrusting grew shallow. "And I see headlights," she hissed.

"Fuck," he growled, pulling out of her and sending his cum dribbling down the insides of her thighs as she yanked up her underwear and jeans. There was definitely a security vehicle headed past the hangar on some sort of patrol route. "Let's get out of here," he said, pulling her toward the driver's side door. 

Jessica scampered inside, barely making it to the passenger seat before Jake had the engine roaring to life and the truck shifted into reverse. Deftly and with a smile on his face, he reversed back down the bumpy road like it was nothing. "That was a little close," he said as he slowed down before making it back to the pavement.

She bit her lip and said, "What if I said I kind of love tailgate quickies?"

He glanced at her as he slowed at a stop sign. "Well then I would say I'll come up with a list of places we can sneak off to."

Her hand stroked his thigh as she said, "Get to work on that."

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The fact that Jake managed to pull this off after weeks and weeks of planning left a smile on his face. On Monday, he watched as Phoenix helped Jessica into a flight suit in the hangar, and then he handed her a helmet. She was grinning at him as she slipped it onto her head. "You look like you're ready to go, Dr. Reed," he said as he fastened it into place for her. 

"I'm so ready, Lieutenant Seresin," she replied, bouncing slightly on her booted feet as she ran her fingers along the HANGMAN patch on his own flight suit. "How many Gs do you think we'll hit? Can we roll upside down?"

"Jesus," he laughed. "Next thing you'll be leaving me in the fall to go to flight school."

She pouted and said, "My eyesight is too poor."

He kissed the tip of her nose before picking up his own helmet. "Not to be a WSO."

"Oh my god, Jake! You're right!"

She asked him a million questions in a row as she followed him across the tarmac, and he could only answer about half of them for her. "Why don't you tell me, Reedy," he finally said as she climbed the first rung of the ladder. "You're way smarter than me."

She turned back and looked at him. "Maybe just a little bit. But you know how to do the one thing I'll never get to do. Actually fly this thing!"

He placed a hand on her waist, giving her a squeeze through the rough fabric. "I just want you to relax and enjoy yourself. I'll try to answer any questions you have when we're in bed later. How does that sound?"

She nodded at him as her eyes went wide. "That actually sounds great. Let's go." She then climbed the ladder in record time, leaving Jake laughing on the tarmac before he followed after her. 

He would be happy to follow her as long as she would let him.

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Jessica Reed is just winning so hard now. Fuck off, Brian. One more filthy part of this story to come. Thanks for reading! And thanks @mak-32 and @beyondthesefourwalls

PART 23

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BabySister (2)

It been asked, it's here ladies and gentlemen!

I didn't realize that there is so much people asking for Leila's content but here it is!

You can find the requests here and here and here and here too

It's the part 2 of "Babysister*t that you can find here :) Please enjoy!

TW : Jealousy

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Despite the fact that your sister is aware of your relationship with Leila, you both decided not to make an official annoucement for now. Your friends are starting to be nicely made aware, but you’ve never been for the big announcements and you just talk about it to people who are interested in you and your personal life.

Shortly after the revelation, Jenni had to go back home. Two days later, it was Leila who had to return to Manchester and you are back alone in Barcelona. Even if you have friends and family here, their departures aren't easy. Especially Leila’s, of course. Seeing her go through airport security after one last long hug will probably break your heart every time.

Your week then went on, between work, a few drinks with your friends and the routine that settled back after the holidays. You regularly called Jenni during the week and every night you call Leila, but it’s clearly not enough compared to being able to see them every day while they’re in Barcelona.

"Is everything okay?" Leila asks you Friday night, having noticed your morale at half-mast.

"Yes" you answer simply by shrugging your shoulders.

Leila is preparing herself something to eat, you see her stop to look more closely at the screen of the phone. It's true that you are less local than usual, something that was obviously quickly noticed by Leila. She knows you well.

"I can tell when you’re lying, you know?"

You sigh softly, letting yourself go on your back on your bed. Of course she can.

"I’m fine. I miss you, that’s all"

"I miss you too, Cariño. What are you planning for your weekend?"

"Tomorrow we go out for a drink with my colleagues probably. And Sunday afternoon I watch my girlfriend play on TV"

"I like the second part, but the first? Will there be Aida?"

You roll your eyes when you hear her. You don’t understand why Leila reacts every time she hears that name, you already have had a few comments about her from your coffee with Jenni. All turned around a jealousy that absolutely doesn't deserve to exist.

"She wasn’t sure she could come" so you answer honestly.

"Perfect. Let her continue like this"

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The following weekend is a little more glorious, since you have the opportunity to fly to Manchester to see Leila play. With Manchester City at home, you can enjoy Leila’s apartment while she’s at training before joining her at the stadium to be on time for the game. You’re happy to see her start the game, just like Laia Aleixandri, your compatriot.

The match ends with a draw and you quickly notice the disappointed look of Leila. She likes to win when you come to see her, probably to add pride.

"You were perfect" you smile at her when she comes up to you after the game.

"We didn't win" Leila objects but you smile tenderly while shrugging her shoulders.

"Not everyone can be as perfect as you."

An amused smile appears on her face when hearing you and you know that her morale isn't as low as you might have feared.

"The girls want to go out tonight, you want us to go too?"

You willingly accept, freeing Leila so that she can go to take a shower and warm up a little. You have time to go home for a while before going out again and you enjoy having her only for you for a few hours. You can imagine that once in the evening, things will be a little less easy.

You spend a little more time than usual in the bathroom getting ready, wishing to impress Leila. Now that your sister knows about you two, you’re a little less afraid of getting caught by someone and ending up on social media. And you can say just by seeing Leila’s look when you come out that it’s successful.

"Do you like it?" you ask Leila, looking down at your outfit.

"You are to die for" Leila assures you, eyes wide open.

You can't hold a small smile and you gladly accept her hug even if her hands are a little wandering on your body.

"Be good, we have to go" you remind her by laying a kiss on her cheek.

Despite a grunt of protest, Leila finally lets you go and drags you to the bottom of her building. Both planning to drink, you preferred to use an Uber rather than taking risks on your way back home. Maybe one of Leila’s teammates can take you home if she doesn’t drink, but you’ll have plenty of time to check in later.

Most of Leila’s teammates are already at the bar when you get there, your hand in Leila’s. You greet them or you greet them again, even if you are easier to communicate with those who speak Spanish. Your English is great actually and that's a good thing.

The evening goes well and you have a good time, dancing or just chatting and talking with the girls. After a long time of dancing on the dance floor, you went back to sit with Leila and other girls.

"I’m going to the bathroom, I’m coming back" Leila whispers in your ear before getting up.

You nod, smiling as you feel her letting a kiss on your neck before shifting your attention to your glass, to see that it's empty. Given the heat, you don't hesitate long before getting up to go get another one.

You take the time to ask those around you if they want something and you refuse the proposal of Laia who asks you nicely if you want her to accompany you, despite the arms of her boyfriend passed possessively around her.

The crowd is dense and you have to go around the dance floor to reach the bar. But you finally get there, leaning on the corner of the bar waiting patiently for someone to come and serve you. There are a lot of people so it takes time, but you wait while looking at your phone. When you feel a hand on your shoulder you turn around smiling, expecting to see Leila. But it's actually a smiling blonde you’re facing, who you absolutely don’t know. The surprise must be read on your face since she apologizes almost immediately.

"Hi! Sorry, but I saw you’ve been waiting for your drink for a while. I’m not working today, but I work here, so I’m gonna put you in front of the others."

"Uh… thank you?" you mumble.

You look at her hand still positioned on your shoulder but you are quickly turned away from it when she shouts what you imagine to be the name of one of the bartenders. And indeed, in two seconds he's facing you to take your order.

"You’re not from here, are you? I can hear your accent"

There was a time when her hand got off your shoulder while taking the order, but she continues to smile cheerfully at you.

"I am Spanish" you answer simply with a slight smile.

"Oh so great. I’ve never been to Spain, but I’d love to."

You smile at her and don’t know what to answer at that. Unlike your sister, you’ve never been very comfortable interacting with other people. It's always much better for you when you are introduced into a group by someone you completely trust. The way Jenni quickly attracted people’s sympathy has always been something you admired about her.

Fortunately, however, you are saved by the bartender who comes in front of you with the glass you asked him for.

"I’m offering it to you" says the blonde, watching you grab your purse, putting her hand on yours. "Sorry about the question, but you’re a lesbian, right?"

"What?"

The surprise can be seen on your face again in front of the question she just asked you. Yes you are and no you never hid it, but you don't understand why this question was asked to you now.

"Don’t take this the wrong way" continues your smiling interlocutor "But I don’t know, it’s just something I can see. You’re like very gay, right?"

"She’s also very in a relationship" makes an icy voice behind you.

You turn around and see Leila and her black eyes. She really doesn't seem happy about the situation but tries to remain cordial. And now that you see her behavior, you finally understand that the girl was hitting on you.

"And I’ll pay for her drink thanks."

Her voice is calm when she grabs her bank card and her other arm slips around your waist to squeeze you against her. But you know perfectly well that inside her, her brain must be exploding.

"Lei" you whisper to try to get her attention.

Talking normally would have been enough, given the ambient noise, but you especially wanted to prevent the blonde from hearing you. You study Leila’s gaze at length when she puts it on you. You don’t have a lot of time together this weekend and you really don’t want to waste time arguing.

But before you have time to draw conclusions, her payment is accepted and she leads you to the table you left a few minutes ago. It's now almost empty, there is in truth only Laia and her boyfriend who discuss by looking tenderly the other in the eyes, probably forgetting the rest of the world. Moreover, Leila chose to sit opposite them.

"I told her not to leave you alone" Leila groans, glancing at Laia.

"I told her I didn’t need her to come" you explain, not wanting her to blame Laia.

"Well, she shouldn’t have listened to you" said the brunette, raising her voice.

"Leila, please"

You give her your best little sad puppy look by laying your hand on her knee. Leila is looking at you and it seems to work even better than you had hoped. She finally sighs softly and you take the opportunity to lean against her, kissing her elbow.

"That’s exactly why I don’t like it when you go out without me. It already happens when we are together, I prefer not imagine what happens when you're alone"

"Believe it or not, this kind of situation only happens when I’m with you. It never happens in Spain, I guess people are more used to the Latin charm there" you smile softly.

"Maybe it’s not a good idea that I suggest you come and live here then"

You freeze suddenly, your brain recording what she just said. You take off from her to observe her, falling face to face with her amused smile.

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. My contract is coming to an end, and I don’t know where I’m gonna go next, but I don’t think you’re gonna have a hard time finding work around here for some months. And even if you don’t, you don’t have to spend a dime since I’ll be there. Now that Jenni knows, it makes things less complicated, no?"

You can’t help but smile softly as you imagine Jenni’s face when you will announce her that you're leaving Barcelona to join Leila in Manchester. You know your parents aren’t going to be against it, you’ve been living alone for a long time now. And anyway, you’re an adult and vaccinated.

"What do you think?" Leila asks after you’ve been quiet for a few seconds.

"I’d say yes, but you said it wasn’t a good idea" you joked mischievously.

But the joke doesn't seem to be Leila’s taste since, after pouting, she imprisons your lips with hers for a long and tender kiss.

"Come and live with me" Leila whispers against your lips after your kiss.

"I’d love to" you answer with a smile.

This will probably require a lot of adjustments, but you don't hesitate a single second. You know Leila won’t be against you going back to Barcelona whenever you feel the need. But the idea of waking up every day at his side is already filling you with happiness.

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Ambush

Angst (Anguish,Fear, Embarrassment, Hate, Sadness)

Chapter 218

2935 Words 

( A post Sana made might be more serious that it seems to be.)

“I was born in the Heisei era, so I am sad to see it end. I would say ‘good job’ to Heisei. Toward the first day of the new Reiwa era, I will spend the last day of Heisei with a fresh mind.”

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“Better write that in her own diary.” - Anon

"It was rude of her to post that.” - Anon 

"They have an official Japanese Instagram account too. She should've posted it there. Not liking this at all.” -Anon 

"TWICE didn't post anything on Korea's Independence Day. Why is she posting that there in all Japanese?" - Anon

“Why is she posting that if she’s working in Korea as an idol? Didn’t she have a little bit of decency?” -Anon 

“If she likes Japan so much, why doesn’t she go back?” -Anon

“This comes to show that idols don’t have a brain. Doesn’t she know what she is doing? JYP really needs to have a leash on her.” -Anon

“It’s always the Japanese idols. Why don’t they go back to their own country.” -Anon

“You can tell that Sana doesn’t have any idea about Korean history even if she works in Korea. I bet she just has fun and lets herself be used by male idols. -Anon 

-“Haha yeah, I bet she gets passed around by the male idols in JYP.” -Anon 

-“You’re probably right. She has nothing in that brain, just sex. I bet even JYP uses her himself”- Anon. 

“If I were to see her in person, I would give her a piece of mind. Korea is better than Japan.”-Anon 

,-“If I see her, I would spit on her face.” -Anon

-“Instead, she would let us fuck her as an apology for being an ignorant fuck.” -Anon

“I’m with you. How about we all get together and pass her around? She’s already getting passed down by the; why male idols, why not us?” -Anon 

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Some of these comments were seen on the Twice Instagram post from Sana, one of Twice’s Japanese members. It spread like wildfire over the internet, with hundreds of posts from anonymous commentators.  

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“Oppa is asking if you want him to pick you two up,” as Sana reads the text from Nayeon early in the morning before flying back to Korea with Dahyun.

“No, it's okay.” 

“How about the managers?”

“We’re fine. We didn’t bring a lot of stuff with us.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah, Dahyun says it's okay, too.”

“Okay. See you back in the company then. Just message us when you get here.”

“Okay, see you in a few,” she said, turning off her phone before boarding the plane. She looked at Dahyun, who was in the window seat and had put on her mask to get some sleep before arriving in Korea since she had been up late the previous night. 

A few hours pass, the two of them arrive at the airport. They grab their bags and head to the exit to catch a taxi.

“Want to go to the shopping center?” asks Sana. 

“I don’t mind going.” 

“Okay, I’ll order the taxi to take us there,” as she waves for the taxi. 

The taxi arrives, and the driver asks,” Where to?” “To the shopping city that’s downtown.” 

“Got it.” 

The two of them enjoy a twenty-minute ride to the shopping center and pay the driver once they arrive. “Thank you for the ride.” 

The first place they go to is a local restaurant that serves brunch. They enjoy their meal in a booth and talk about their upcoming events. 

“I can’t wait to go to the States,” says Sana.

“You said you wanted to go to Los Angeles and New York, right?”

“Yeah, I do. I want to go and eat the food over there with Momo. She made a list of places where to eat. How about you, Dahyun?”

“Hmm… I don’t know. I want to bring Daeun, but I don’t think she will be able to handle all that traveling.”

“Jihyo and Chaeyoung’s mom said they can watch her doing it during the tour.”

“Yeah, you’re right, but still…”

The two of them continue to talk about their worries as they eat their food. They both decide to go to a couple of shops and buy something for all the members. 

They pay their bill, exit the restaurant, and do a bit of window shopping. As they walk around, they see a couple of ajummas staring at them. They keep on walking and stop at an ice cream shop. Once they exit, they see the same group of ajummas sitting across one of the benches. The two of them sit at one of the many tables and enjoy their ice cream. 

One of the ajummas walks towards them and asks, “Are you the Japanese idol Sana?” 

Sana, with a warm smile, responds, “Yes, I am. Nice to meet you.”

Out of nowhere, the ajumma with the cup in her hand splashes her with water. “If you like Japan so much, you should go back to where you came from. This is Korea!”

Sana, frozen from what just happened, doesn’t know how to respond. Dahyun, shocked, tries to wipe Sana off with some napkins as the group of ajummas laughs with a satisfying grin. 

The rest of the other women laugh and repeat what the first ajumma said and point at the soaked Sana. 

“I don’t know what's going on, but let’s go, unnie,” she says as she tries to help Sana stand up. “Yeah… let’s go.” The two of them stand up and walk toward the entrance of the shopping center. The ajummas follow and harass Sana as they walk behind her, attracting a crowd of people.

“Yah! Don’t you have manners, girl? Why are you talking about Japan when this is Korea?”

“We’re not done with you!”

Sana and Dahyun don’t understand what’s going on. Why are these ajummas so upset? They get to the street and see a taxi from across the street. As they try to look both ways, one of the ajummas tries to grab Sana by the arm, but Dahyun pulls her away before she can. They ran and crossed the street in panic, but just before making it to the taxi, Sana tripped on one of the sidewalk cracks. The ajummas laugh, making Sana turn red of embarrassment before Dahyun helps her stand up.

They get into the taxi and ask the driver to head to the JYP building out of instinct. Dahyun looks at Sana who is covering her face with her hands and asks, “Are you okay, unnie?”

Sana doesn’t respond but remains with her face covered. She can hear Sana’s muffled crying and tries to comfort her, only to see her bleeding knee from the fall that just happened earlier. “Ohh no, unnie you’re bleeding.” Dahyun opened her purse, took out some sanitary wipes to clean the blood, dried it, and put on a bandaid. 

Not knowing what else to do, she searches for her phone and pulls it out, only to notice that it’s still off. She turns it on and sees the amount of missed calls and messages from the members and manager unnie. She calls Nayeon, who immediately asks where they were. “Sorry unnie, we landed a while ago and just remembered to turn my phone on. Why are you all messaging us? Did something happen?”

“Wait… you don’t know?”

“No, what’s going on?”

“Is Sana with you?”

“Yeah, she’s right here with me, but she doesn’t feel good right now.”

“Oh… where are you to right now?”

“We went to a shopping center, but something happened, and now we are going to the JYP building. We are about two minutes away. Maybe.”

“Wait… don’t come here; it’s not good right now.”

“Why?”

“Actually, tell the driver to come through the back instead.”

“Okay, but what’s going on?”

“Hmm… just keep your heads down when you pass by; Jihyo and I are going to meet you at the back entrance.”

“Okay, we are turning the street right now.”

“Okay, hold on. We are going inside the elevator…”

The call cuts off, and Dahyun sees some reporters with cameras and a couple of people with signs. She looks and reads the signs and is upset with what she sees. She grabs Sana’s hand and places Sana’s head on her chest to prevent her from looking. 

The driver pulls up to the back of the parking lot where Nayeon, Jihyo, and manager unnie are waiting. They help Sana out of the car as manager unnie brings up their belongs and pays for the fare. 

“What’s going on?” asks Dahyun.

“We’ll talk about it when we get to the practice room,” says Jihyo.

They make their way to the practice room, where the rest of the members are waiting. Some of them, like Momo, notice the scrape on Sana’s knee and ask what happened. Sana immediately begins to cry, remembering the event from earlier. Dahyun recalls what happened, from the nasty ajumma who threw water at her for no reason, getting followed by the elderly group, and her falling and scraping her knee while everyone was looking. 

The members look upset about Sana’s experience and try to comfort her, and Nayeon and Jihyo pull Dahyun to the side. 

They explain that last night, Sana uploaded a post welcoming the new Reiwa era on the Twice Official page, and some people were offended and posted hateful comments. Nayeon shows Dahyun her phone, showing the comments from the hateful people. Dahyun can’t help but feel upset that she couldn’t do anything to protect her earlier. The members try to comfort and get her mind off the situation. They play a couple of games and watch videos in the practice room before heading home.

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The members arrive home and get together to make Sana her favorite dishes. Jeongyeon, Momo, and Tzuyu work in the kitchen as the rest of the members hang out in the living room. They try to keep Sana off her phone and entertained as much as possible. Once dinner is ready, they call everyone to the table and show off their cooking skills, which have been improving.

Once they are done, some of them stay at the table while the rest go to the living room and watch the kids play. Sana can’t help but think about the incident earlier today and starts to space out, but she is interrupted when Ari comes waddling to Sana and throws herself at her. 

“Awww, Ari, I love you very much! Thank you for cheering me up!”

With a smile, Ari pats Sana’s head and places herself between Sana’s legs. They watch Jisoo running around the carpet and throwing herself at the rest of the members. It is only when the kids begin to yawn that they all decide to head back to their rooms and get ready for bed. 

“Bye Bye,” waves to Ari to Sana as she walks towards Mina’s bedroom. She kneels down and waves goodbye, “Bye-bye. Good night.”

Ari smiles and waddles to Sana, giving her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Surprised, Sana picks her up, gives her a kiss on the cheek, and hugs her tightly.

After leaving her room, she gets ready for bed and takes a hot shower to relax after a terrible day. She still remembers the event from the afternoon and asks herself why it happened. Stepping out of the shower, she sat on her bed before drying her hair and pulling up her phone. Sana notices that her phone has been off the whole time and turns it on after not having used it for the whole day. As she turns it on and watches a couple of YouTube videos on perfumes and baby clothing before watching a movie. After a couple of hours of being on her phone, she decides to go to sleep, but not before going on Twitter and seeing if anything is interesting. She apps the app notices the newest trends and sees that her name is ranked high. She clicks on it and sees people commenting on her most recent post on Instagram. 

Sana scrolled down and read every post; little by little, she began to tear up by the hateful comments. She can’t seem to understand how people can be so mean and hurtful to someone. She didn’t think uploading a Reiwa-era post would get negative attention. 

“Why are they so mean?”

“If I knew people were going to get mad, I wouldn’t have posted it.”

The more she reads, the more emotional she gets until she can’t help but cry herself to sleep.

The next day, Sana wakes up at noon and sees new articles talking about her post, attracting more attention. This time, she sees the post on the Twice Instagram page with Once and anons arguing with each other. “Please don’t fight with each other,” she begs as she tries not to comment on the post and make it worse. 

She gets called down for breakfast by the members and notices the bags under her eyes from her crying as she makes her way to the table. They try to comfort her as much as possible, but once she takes a bite of the food, she stands up with her hand covering her mouth and runs to the bathroom. Some of the members follow her to the bathroom and see her gagging and throwing up in the toilet. Momo holds her hair and pats her back as Sana throws up. “It’s okay, Sana, we’re here for you.” Sana turns around, looks up at them, and begins to cry. 

Jihyo and Momo help her get up and wipe the leftover residue off her lips. Jihyo notices Sana’s blushed cheeks, touches her forehead, and sees how hot she is. “Sana, you’re burning up!”

They help her to her room and tuck her back in. Dahyun stays behind and tries to make her as comfortable as possible while Jihyo comes back with some items to make her fever go down. Jihyo and Dahyun stay with her for a while. She falls asleep, and they check up on her every so often to change the towel on her forehead.

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Sana wakes up a bit after midnight, hurting after being asleep for half a day. She makes her way from her bed and wakes towards the bathroom. She looks at herself in the mirror with pale skin. She washes her face and complains about how awful she looks. Sana sits on the toilet and tries to pee, only for her to feel a slight pain in her pelvic area. She touches her pelvis and applies a slight pressure, only to feel a bit of pain. 

Sana finishes, stands up, and immediately feels dizzy. She leads on the sink, closes her eyes, and tries to relax. After her dizziness slowly faded, she washed her hands and returned to bed. She covers herself with her blankets, stares at the ceiling to clear her mind, and falls asleep. 

Only being asleep for about two hours, Sana wakes up in pain, crying. Her heart is beating fast, and her pelvic area is hurting much more than before. 

“Ouch, it hurts.” she has her hands around her stomach in pain. Sana tries to get up from her bed, but the pain gets stronger as she lifts herself, “Owww!”

She tries multiple times to get up from her bed, but every time she tries, the pain comes. Wanting to use the restroom, she looks for her phone and searches around her bed. She finds her phone and texts Momo, but she doesn’t respond. Sana calls Nayeon, who picks up her phone, “Sana, what’s up? It’s two in the morning.”

“Unnie, help me. I’m trying to use the restroom, but I can’t get up.” 

“Okay, I’ll be right there.”

Nayeon hung up the phone and turned on the lamp across her bed to search for her slippers. Jeongyeon turns over and slowly opens her eyes to the light, “Nayeon, what time is it?”

“It’s two in the morning.”

“Hmm… okay. You going to the bathroom?”

“No, Sana called me and said that she’s having a hard time getting up and wants to use the restroom, so she called me and asked if I could help her.”

“Oh, okay. I’ll come with you then. Jihyo said she had a fever, so she might need some help.”

“Thanks.”

The two of them make their way to Sana’s room and hear a crying Sana. “Sana, what’s wrong?”

“My tummy hurts, and I really need to pee.”

Nayeon walks into the dark room towards Sana and extends her arm. With the light from the hallway, Sana grabs Nayeon’s hand and helps her stand up. Sana moans in pain, but with the assistance of Nayeon, she’s able to get up. 

Sana and Nayeon walk slowly to the restroom before Sana asks, “Jeongyeon, would you mind getting my scrunchie? It should be somewhere on my bed.”

“Yeah, sure.” Jeongyeon enters the room, turns on the light, walks to Sana’s bed, and looks on top of the blanket but sees nothing. She turns over the heavy blanket and covers her mouth at the sight of her bed, completely wet.

Suddenly, Jeongyeon hears Sana scream from the bathroom and rushes towards the two of them, “What happened?”

“There’s blood” as Sana looks at the Nayeon and Jeongyeon with a terrified expression.

#twice #twice sana #sana angst #sana minatozaki #minatozaki sana #sana #kpop reader #kpop x reader #kpop angst #TM smut #male reader #twice smut #kpop smut

[shoyoist]

𝟎𝟐:𝟑𝟎 𝐀𝐌 : mikage reo.

the first thing that hits reo as he steps out of the plane is that the air around him smells familiar once more. the night is cold, and the crisp atmosphere that blankets japan beyond sunset soothes his nerves as he breathes it in, shutting his eyes momentarily to bask in the comforting feel.

the second thing that hits him, is that he's alone again.

reo watches, one hand languid on the handle of his suitcase, the other pulling at his ponytail to loosen it a little — as people take out their phones and dial their parents, their families and their partners, "hello?"'s and "i'm coming now"'s and "wait for me at the gate"'s filling the drowsy silence as they climb down the stairs and queue up for the bus that's waiting for them on the runway.

looking up at the blank night sky, he remembers absently that his mother had texted him to let him know that she and his father were not yet at home, and that they would send a chauffeur to pick him up.

boring. it's like the richer a man gets, the less people care about him. really care about him. and judging from the way his parents act sometimes, it's like the richer someone gets, the less they care about other people, too.

a chauffeur? fuck that. his eyebrows screw together. it's the first time he's ever gone abroad by himself. that too, as a subject of a project that government officials and authorities had zero trust in. the least they could do in such a situation, was to come pick their only son up from the airport themselves.

he doesn't have any luggage to pick up, so he skips past the group of people that line up by the conveyors, hauling his backpack higher up his shoulder and rolling his suitcase across the smooth tile as he makes a quick escape from the crowds, heading towards the exit.

he's scanning the line of cars in the waiting area for one with the mikage corporation emblem on it, when he catches sight of you.

and he can't believe his eyes, he really can't — so he just stands there and stares like an idiot, mouth hanging open — until you wave at him, and then he calls out, almost hesitant— "baby, 's that you?"

"reo?" you yell back. "hurry up, i've been waiting hours!"

the smile that blooms on his face then is dazzling. so bright and so full of unmasked happiness, that your aching feet and the hours you spent waiting in the frigid night air are all worth it.

he drops the bag he was carrying on his shoulder, forgets his suitcase just inside the big, sliding glass doors and he runs to you, pretty violet eyes creasing with his widening smile as he slams into you, all 185cm of him enveloping your frame in a tight, desperate hug. "hi."

"hi," you say back, wrapping your arms around him and letting his warmth save you from the icy night air. "you okay?"

"yeah," he sighs into your hair, before he starts laughing. "yeah i'm okay."

he's scooping you up into the air and twirling you around with the biggest smile on his face, before setting you back down and taking your face in his hands, meeting your lips in the most heated, breathless and starved kisses ever.

"mmh," your protest is muffled, lips pressed to the corner of his mouth. "you sure you're okay?"

"i've never been better, bunny." he laughs against your lips because he doesn't want to pull back even just to speak. "didn't think you'd come to pick me up."

when he finally lets you go (just to squeeze you in a hug again) you look past his shoulder and see people side-eyeing his suitcase and the bag he'd strewn across the floor on their way out, and you notice a security guard staring right at the two of you, looking unimpressed as he taps his foot, waiting for reo to retrieve his things.

"of course i came." putting your hands on his chest, you reach up on your toes to press a kiss to his cheek. "now, go get your things back, baby. your chauffeur's been waiting as long as i have."

poor man, reo thinks. if his parents had just driven here themselves, along with you or not, he could've gotten himself a good night's sleep. but no matter. he can't find it in himself to remain gloomy when you're here.

his phone buzzes in his pocket, and when he fishes it out, the screen is lit up and a couple of notifications pop up.

nagi: hey. you landed yet? m sleepy... :x isagi: hi reo! text me when you get home ok?

he looks up at the night sky once more and somehow, despite the bright lights overhead, he can see a couple of stars.

"'m glad you came, bunny." he smiles at you, unbothered by your tugging at the sleeve of his jacket. "was a little bummed that we all had separate flights back home."

and it's almost silly how his bad mood could be so easily cured by the mere presence of another person. he'd been thinking that you'd be fast asleep. hadn't thought much about the see you soon<3 message you'd sent him just before the attendant made him switch his phone to flight mode.

he was thinking he'd spend the drive home alone and bored, and make it back to a mansion with nobody to welcome him in, leave his suitcase and backpack in the foyer and go to sleep alone in a cold, empty bed too big for one person.

but — but you're here.

and he feels so warm. so loved. if blue lock taught him anything about himself, it's that he loves hard and takes great pleasure in knowing that the ones he loves do love him back.

and you, he thinks. you love him back.

why else would you be here?

"reo." you urge, pointing at the luggage he'd left behind, and he turns around to give his things a glance, thinking that he's not all alone after all. when he turns back, he sees his car pull in from the back, the driver rolling down the window to lean out and call his name.

yeah, he should get going. shouldn't forget the terrible traffic that lingers around the airport at all times.

"alright, alright, let me go get it." he says, hands on your hips, pulling you into him again. giving you the sweetest look with those lovely eyes of his, smile so tender and loving, he mumbles, "after just one more kiss? can't help it, i missed you so much."

"fine," you roll your eyes playfully as he drags you in. "but only 'cause i love you so much." yeah. you do love him back.

#₊˚ପ⊹ REKHA™. #₊˚ପ⊹ IMERA. #blue lock fluff #reo fluff #mikage reo fluff #reo x reader #blue lock x reader #mikage reo x reader #bllk x reader #bllk fluff #blue lock headcanons #reo headcanons #blue lock drabbles #reo drabbles

[keepthedelta]

Can you tell us more about ron psycopath dennis coming to keke because keke didn't want to leave sick nico behind?

so in 1992 mika hakkinen, at the time driving for lotus, signed a contract to drive with williams for the following year (an excellent decision as williams won the constructors championships in 92 & 93, and took the drivers' championships with mansell in 92 and prost in 93). lotus protested the decision, claiming that hakkinen was still under contract to them, and williams withdrew their offer (they eventually paid keke and mika damages, because the contract was actually fine and by withdrawing, they were in breach).

this meant that by the winter break, mika didn't actually have a drive for the following year. keke spoke to ligier, but they were unwilling to actually sign mika, so keke called ron dennis. ron dennis reportedly wanted a longer, more formal meeting, but at the time, nico, who was about 7 years old, was very ill with some sort of blood disease, and keke didn't want to leave for any real length of time.

so two days before christmas, while ron dennis was skiing in the alps, keke made him leave his resort and meet keke at courchevel airport (apparently one of the world's most extreme airports) in the middle of the night to sign the deal. ron dennis showed up, signed the deal, mika officially became the test/reserve driver for mclaren, and keke flew back to nico.

this was keke and ron's relationship when keke drove for him. it doesn't seem like the dynamic changed much when keke stopped racing.

#ask #keke rosberg

[n0t-vzin1s]

I read your Bf Chuya and Dazai fics and they are so cute! Could you do one of each of them getting married officially to their s/o. What would each of the weddings look like and how would their s/o react to them meeting either Dazai or Chuya at the wedding?

of course i can!

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chuuya/dazai marrying their s/o (seperately)

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dazai would definitely go all out

i'm talking matching suit/dress, everyone he's ever known, and the fanciest shit you can imagine.

would probably get one of his friends to officiate

chuuya would be the flower girl.

he wouldn't have some song that you'd normally hear. nono-

he's gonna play something stupid. probably his song about suicide

when the wedding was over, he would probably either have a whole ass jet or a horse drawn carriage to escort you to the airport

yours and his favourite flowers combined

a large blue theme, i feel like he really likes blue tbh

the two of you would probably get extremely drunk, sneak off into a bathroom and get high together

written 👏 vows

he wanted to be original, but his ended in "join my for the most extravagant of double suicides"

you just had to scoff at him for being such an idiot

but he was YOUR idiot

he would probably take you to italy for your honeymoon (or anywhere you wanted to go)

the two of you would wear a pin on your shirt, of the first words he said to you

"marry me"

because

he quite literally

married you

lol

you would shove his face in the cake

dw he laughed it off

chuuya was vv respectul to you, and you took a good liking to him!!

but he did ask one question

"why are you marrying this dumbass?"

which even YOU weren't sure why but here we are

imagine:

dazai stood at the alter, waiting patiently for you. everyone he knew looking up from the crowd as (probably) kunikida officiated, he was rather nervous. of course, not to marry you. he had been waiting for this day since he met you. he was nervous for life after marriage.

but he heard the music start playing, and suddenly everything went silent as you emerged from the large double doors at the end of the walkway. his eyes finally got to meet yours as he had been waiting for since eight last night. you looked beautiful, there was no denying it. nor was there anyway in hell his eyes were coming off of yours.

you grinned at him in response, walking up as you felt all eyes on you, but that didn't matter at this moment. because the love of your life was waiting for you at the end of this excruciatingly long walk. and you were excited. chuuya was behind you, throwing petals rather aggressively while mumbling things under his breath.

his hands gripped yours hastily as you reached the alter, the cold metal of your promise ring against his hands as kunikida began speaking,

"kenji, can i have the rings?" and on cue, kenji brought the rings to him, the both of you putting them on eachother as you smiled ear-to-ear.

(idk how weddings go so i'm skipping to the vows.)

"i will love you until the day i die, [f/n]. i have since the day i met you, and i will until i take my last breath." he spoke softly, "now, will you join me in a double suicide?" you could only smack him in response.

"alright, go on. kiss her."

he didn't hesitate as he grabbed your face, his lips soft against yours as he mumbled something. "i love you."

as did you.

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chuuya has a red themed wedding.

no doubt, he's wearing the most lavish of red and black suits tailored to fit him perfectly

whereas you wear something similar. dark themed colours

alcohol at every corner

black out drunk at your wedding. no denying that

surprisngly, no after party. he wants to get drunk in his own home

small venue, maybe about 50 people

violin music playing, some classical songs that he loved as a teenager

would carry you bridal style out to the car

actually scrap that

it's probably his motorcycle.

the exhilarating feeling after his wedding relaxes him

he would have a red flower to put in your hair

or he would wear his hat and put it on your head as he carried you out

as well as dazai, he wrote his own vows

but his were all based around the future

like how much he loved you and how he wanted to start a family n stuff

the flower girl would be elise

his best man would either be dazai or no one else

you had gin and higuchi

he bought you the fanciest ring you can imagine. i'm talking REAL diamond. you only deserve the best after all

this was your first OFFICAL time meeting dazai and you can understand why chuuya hated him.

his first words to you were

"10/10 would bang" which resulted in him getting punched

imagine:

chuuya watched the doors to the venue open up slightly, everyone in the room started to stand as the music of his favourite musician played in the background.

when you came into view, he was certain he was going to die on the spot. you looked amazing in his eyes, and he couldn't wait a second longer to be your husband. he was excited for you to take his last name, it made him feel accomplished.

when you stood in front of him, he finally felt happy and at peace. the way yours eyes shimmered, the way you smiled at the site of him had him melting. you had him wrapped around your finger and both of you were aware of it. but he loved every second of it.

when everything began, he accidentally let out a tear. he was just so happy that he could finally call you his. he had dreamt of marrying you for over a year, and now, that dream became a reality.

the red lights around the place dimmed slightly as you began reading out your vows. the ones you'd spent three and a half weeks writing. but how was he supposed to focus when you looked this good infront of him?

when it was his turn, he said-

"fuck it, just marry us already."

but he told you his when you got home.

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i feel like this really sucked! the only wedding i've ever been to was when i was four years old so i don't really understand them haha

thank you for the request! hopefully i did a decent job lol

#bsd chuuya #bsd dazai #bsd anime #bsd headcanons #bsd #bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bungo stray dogs headcanons #bungo stray dogs x reader #dazai imagines #dazai x y/n #dazai x reader #chuuya imagines #chuuya headcanons #nakahara chuuya #chuuya x you #chuuya nakahara #dazai osamu

[dudadragneel]

Like I promised.

One last fic before 2023 ends for me!

I don’t know why but ever since Hyunjin’s Versace fashion show I can’t stop thinking about how he said he was really nervous and like (you can tell he was). I can imagine accompanying him there and him being so excited but when you guys get there he’s so anxious, taking pictures and talking to everyone. Him telling you he’s starting to feel sick and he doesn’t know if he can stay long but deciding to anyways. Until the moment after his interview & he tugs on your sleeve and asks you to come with him to the bathroom because he feels like he’s going to throw up. You discretely going with him but stopping in the doorway to the bathroom because he can’t hold it in and you have to place your hand under his chin to catch the little that comes out before you make it to the sink, holding his long black hair back and trying to calm him down. Having to call Felix to come pick you guys up early because Hyunjin’s in such a bad state and still feels sick from nerves.

A NOT-SO-FASHION SHOW

Taking part in official events for famous brands were something important for idols and it could later mean an endorsement deal or even becoming ambassador of said brand.

Your boyfriend Hyunjin had been invited to a Versace fashion show, in collaboration with Dua Lipa and you couldn't be more excited.

- OH MY GOD BABY!!! I'M SO HAPPY FOR YOU!!

- Thank you honey! I'm happy as well!

- When is it gonna be?

- May 23rd, in Cannes!

- IN A WEEK!?

- Yes! They said that apart from the staff, I could bring someone with me. Would you do me the honor of accompanying me?

- Really? Are you sure? Wouldn't that cause a stir?

- I don't care. I love you and I want you to be with me

- Well, then. I'm more than happy to.

You said almost crying on the other side of the phone.

- I'll se you in a few days then. I love you.

- I love you too.

You couldn't hide the fact that you were excited for the fashion show, specially after he invited you. You didn't need to worry about your outfit because you trusted him to choose one for you.

The fashion show would take place in Cannes and this time Hyunjin would be going without the boys. Well, one of them, Felix, was coming along, not to the event but some other schedule. Despite that, he took some English lessons with Chan and Felix so he could be interviewed without feeling that nervous. And plus, you knew English pretty well so you could help him if he needed.

Five days passed since you found out he had been invited and he carried on with his schedules while you worked and you met on the way to the airport one day prior to the event. It never really entered your mind why they had to travel so close to the day of the events instead of going a few days before and being able to rest for a while.

Arriving there you unpacked your bags and went for a little sightseeing, lunch and some other fun stuff, which could be kind of rare in these occasions.

It was finally the day of the fashion show. It was sunny outside and the weather looked beautiful. You had breakfast together then went on to get dressed for the event. And that's when Hyunjin actually started to feel nervous, as if he had just now realized what was happening.

- Baby, I'm nervous.

He said grabbing your hands and laughing nervously.

- I know babe. But it's gonna be okay. I'll be right there with you.

You said pulling him for a kiss. You could see he was shaking a little and you wish you could just take away all that nervousness.

He got dressed before you and when he came out wearing that beige set and black purse, he looked ethereal. How could someone look so stunning wearing such a simple yet elegant and fashionable set?

- You look incredible! Oh my god!

- Thank you. Now it's your turn.

He has picked your outfit and hadn't shown you yet, but he knew you like the palm of his hand, being with you for so long, so he picked exactly what you'd love to wear in such occasion.

When you went into the dressing room with some of the female staff and you looked at what he has picked for you, you had tears in your eyes. When you put it on and looked at yourself in the mirror, tears actually rolled down your face. The outfit looked so pretty on you, the staff also smiled fondly at your reaction.

You came out and when Hyunjin saw you, he was at a loss for words. He couldn't describe how beautiful you looked in that outfit. He just kept looking at you, eyes shining like the stars and mouth agape.

- Babe? Do I look strange?

- No! You look absolutely beautiful, love!

He said picking you up, kissing you then putting you down and having you spin around to show the outfit.

- Did you like it? I tried picking something you'd not feel uncomfortable in.

- I love it! It's so beautiful! I haven't felt like this in a while! Thank you my love!

You said hugging him and kissing him.

It was now time to leave for the event. It had been a while since you last actually appeared in an official schedule as his partner, so you were a bit nervous and didn't want to attract attention to you, after all this was his event.

As soon as he got out of the van, a sea of flashes started and you were amazed by that. He turned to the car and extended his hand to you. You took a deep breath and held his hand to get out of the car and you two officially entered the venue of the event.

You could swear there were flashes coming from the sky and you even told him that, making him a laugh a little, to release some stress.

And it all started officially. Everyone wanted to take selfies with him, official photos, pictures with you as well. Adding to that, there were tons of celebrities wanting to chat with him and that was overwhelming him, all the flashes, sounds, people, the fact that he had to communicate in english. And you were helping him with the last part, making his interactions a little less stressful.

After this first round of socialization, the anxiety he was feeling earlier had grown stronger. He felt overwhelmed by his surroundings, he felt suffocated.

You were standing, looking at people and everything when he squeezed your hand, getting your attention as you could feel it shaking.

- What's wrong honey?

You said quietly behind your hand and leaning towards him. He did the same to answer you. After seeing so many scandals with idols, you learn that communicating like that can really keep you away from trouble.

- I'm starting to feel sick...

- Really?

You said a little surprised but holding his hands reassuringly.

- I don't know if I'll manage to stay here long...

- Oh baby... Leaving like this might raise suspicion...come here. Let's go somewhere a little less crowdy and quiet.

You took him away from the crowd which thankfully not everyone noticed, since there were a lot of other known names out there. When you were in a quiet space, you grabbed his hands and tried to calm him down.

- Honey, look at me. Unfortunately, you still have some things to do here. Now, let's breathe together, ok? With me.

You began a breathing exercise with him and he followed along. You brought his hand to your chest so he could feel your heartbeat and see how relaxed you were and then be able to calm himself down.

He exhaled and then looked at you.

- How are you feeling?

- A little better...thanks to you...

- Good. Do you think we can go back there now?

- Yes...

- Hey. It's gonna be alright. I'm right here with you and for you. If you don't feel well just tell me.

- Alright.

You went back to where everyone was and the second round of socialization started. More photos, more chatting. And then Donatella Versace herself came to talk to him. You could tell she had an affection for him, she treated him well, talked with him and then took some pictures. Despite feeling nervous he had a genuine smile on his face, which made you happy.

After that, he had an interview. By now he was feeling overwhelmed again and his stomach was doing flips, he could feel nausea starting to build up inside him. He took a deep breath and started his interview, you watching by his side and stepping in whenever he had any difficulty understanding the question or answering them.

However, as he was being interviewed he felt something revolting inside him. He was feeling out of breath, his heart was racing and his stomach was churning, the nausea from before growing even stronger. At some point during the interview he thought he was done, that he'd end up being sick in front of everyone but he looked at you and managed to recompose himself, even if just to finish the interview.

When it was over, it was as if the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders and he could now let his guard down. You were moving away from where the interview took place and Hyunjin was feeling incredibly unwell. He could feel his breakfast threatening to make an appearance, his stomach was doing flips again and his mouth had this foul taste inside. He tugged on your clothes as you were walking and you immediately halted your movements.

- What's wrong honey?

- Can you come to the restroom with me? I think I'm gonna throw up...

- Really? Let's go.

You wrapped your arms around him and tried leaving without attracting attention to the both of you. Thankfully you had gone to the restroom before so you knew where it was and you wouldn't need to ask and have people wonder what was going on. In this situation, the less attention, the better.

As you were walking, his stomach contracted, making him gag wetly and cover his mouth. It took every ounce of strength in him to control his body not to jerk forward and not to throw up in front of everyone.

But a few steps away from the bathroom, another contraction sent liquid up his throat making him gag once more, he tried to hold it in but it was too late.

You noticed his movement as he jerked forward a bit and managed to place your hand under his mouth just in time to catch that pale brown liquid before it got on his clothes and entered the restroom locking the door behind you.

You guided him to the sink and turned on the tap water to clean your hands and muffle some of the noise.

He grabbed the edges of the sink for support and took a deep breath and then his stomach jumped again, making his mouth fill with saliva and a foul taste.

He bent over to spit some of that saliva out and then straightened his back to take a deep breath again. Just then his stomach contracted, sending hot foul tasting liquid up his throat making him bend over as a thick wave of partially digested food gushed out of him.

For some unknown reason, none of you had brought a hair tie on your purses. So you held his hair back as he ducked his head when another stream made its way out followed by a wet burp bringing up another one.

- Oh baby...it's okay.

You could see he was about to start panicking, after all he was throwing up during a fashion show, and anyone could listen to what was happening inside the bathroom.

- babe--

He tried saying but was cut off by a harsh gag that arched his back, sending up even more foul pale brown liquid and then another burp brought up even more. You noticed his distress, so you used your free hand to rub his back.

- It's okay. You can let everything out. It's just you and me in here. I'm right here with you.

- Than-

He tried answering again, just to trigger his stomach one more time that now sent partially digested food out his nose as well.

- Oh god, baby....

You said as your kept rubbing his back in circles while he proceeded to throw up again, vomit mixing with was already in the sink.

- Babe...I think I'm done....

- Okay. Let's rinse your mouth and sit down. I'll call Felix to come pick us up, okay?

- Hmm...

He just nodded, head looking down while he sat down on the floor.

You decided to call Felix, who had traveled with you for another schedule and happened to be free at the moment.

- Felix? Hi!

- Oh! Hey, y/n! Is everything okay?

- Not exactly...

- What's wrong?

- It's Hyune...he threw up.

- What!? What happened?

- I guess he was anxious. I think the nerves got the best of him. Can you come pick us up? I don't think it's a good idea to stay here.

- Yeah. I'll be there in a few minutes.

- Oh! Felix, one more things. Can you tell the staff whats happening? We kind of left in a hurry to the bathroom and I think they lost sight of us and I don't have their phone numbers.

- Sure.

After you hung up, you turned your attention back to Hyunjin who still had his head down.

He just kept his eyes closed, focusing on breathing and trying to ignore the uneasy feeling that still lingered in his stomach. It just kept gurgling and he could feel everything sloshing around, to add to that, his heart was beating fast because he was too anxious about the situation.

You kneeled down in front of him and grabbed his shaking hands and squeezed them, a reassuring touch bringing him back to reality.

- Hyune? I'm right here, okay? Don't be nervous. You're with me, you can relax. You'll be okay. We'll leave in a few minutes.

- Thank you....I'm sorry...

- Don't be sorry. I already told you, a millions times, it's not your fault. Being anxious it's not a crime.

- I know...

He felt his stomach revolt again, a burning sensation up his chest, saliva pooling inside his mouth and a foul test at the back of his throat.

- I wanna throw up again-

You helped him up and brought him inside one of the stalls. He bent over, hands on each side of the edges of the toilet, his mouth opened with him spitting out thick saliva as unproductive gags kept coming.

You held his hair and rubbed his stomach and felt it gurgle under your touch.

- Oh baby...

A harsh gag made him jerk forward as a thick stream of vomit gushed out hitting the edges of the toilet and just barely missing both of your outfits before splashing on the water with a sickening sound. He barely had time to catch his breath as a wet burp brought up more partially digested food.

You kept rubbing his stomach up and down while he threw up one more time and after that he was left dry heaving and spitting out saliva.

- Baby, I think you're done. Take a deep breath.

- Can I hug you?

He asked, voice raspy from the strain and sounding defeated and exhausted.

You pulled him into a hug and placed his head on your shoulders and you could swear his temperature was a little high.

- I'm tired...I wanna go...

- we'll be at the hotel soon, baby. Then you can sleep all you want.

You helped him rinse his mouth and gave him some water so he could relieve some of the pain in his throat.

And just in time, the staff arrived, knocking on the restroom door.

- Y/n? Hyunjin? Are you guys in there?

- Yes.

- Felix told us what happened. He's outside waiting for you in the car.

- Is it okay for us to leave? Hyunjin's not in a good state right now, I'd rather not draw any attention.

- Yes, it is. We formed a barricade, no one will see you or take pictures.

- Okay. Well get out then.

You put Hyunjin's arm over your shoulder and wrapped your arm around his waist to help him walk, after being anxious and throwing up he was feeling weak.

Just as the staff had ensured you, there was a barricade waiting for you outside. They quickly helped Hyunjin and you get out of the place without being much noticed.

They helped Hyunjin into the car and you sat beside him and placed his head on your shoulder, as you reclined both of your seats.

Felix who was sitting in front greeted you with a concerned look on his face.

- Y/n, what happened?

- I'm not sure Lix. He said he was nervous earlier, even before we left the hotel. When we got at the venue, it felt like the entire world has its attention on us, or rather, him. There was a lot of talking, pictures. He told me he was feeling overwhelmed but it wasn't until the interview that he felt sick.

- But how did he do it?

- Despite feeling nervous, he did well. I'm proud of him.

- And how's he doing?

- He threw up a couple of times so I hope that now he can only rest.

You said turning to him and seeing he was fast asleep.

He still felt awful from the nerves but at least he was out of the crowd and could try to relax at the hotel. He still got sick a few times after you went back and the only thing he wanted was to go home. But everytime he thought about that, he remembered that he had to get into a plane and it would take a few hours to get back in Korea and that made him sick, so it became a vicious cicle.

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Hearts Unleashed (Part 1)

Pairing: Nick Nelson x Black!fem!reader

Warning: Fluff, Smut in later chapters, Body Shaming

Words: 2234

Please interact and comment to keep it going. I always love to know what you think.

"What does this mean?" I stared at the piece of paper clutched tightly in my hand. My mom's eyes held an unmistakable unease as she replied, her voice tinged with worry, "This is our plane ticket to England."

Excitement bubbled up inside me as I glanced at the tickets. "We're going to England for a vacation! I had a feeling this year would be different. Do you think we can visit Paris while we're there? I heard it's just a quick train ride away."

My mom chuckled nervously, her laughter quivering. "That's the thing, honey, this isn't just a vacation; it's permanent."

My brows furrowed as I examined the ticket more closely, finally noticing the bold "ONE WAY" printed in the upper right corner. "What do you mean, one way?" Confusion washed over me, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"It means we'll be officially moving to England. I applied for a new job there, and I got it," my mom explained as if it were the most natural thing in the world. She saw the panic in my eyes and hurriedly added, "I understand it's sudden, but I think this will be a great change for us. I've even found a fantastic school with an amazing film program that I know you'll love."

My mind raced. "I don't even know what to say. Why are you telling me this now?" My whole life was here in America, and the idea of packing up and moving to another country was almost too much to bear.

"Honey, I know it's sudden, but they called me today, and they need me to start immediately. That's why we have to leave tomorrow."

"Tomorrow! I don't even have time to pack, let alone say goodbye to my friends. We can't just uproot ourselves from LA and head to England." I looked around our apartment, a cozy haven that had been my home for the past seven years. It felt like things were finally getting back to normal.

I glanced at the ticket again and saw the fine print: Departing from LAX tomorrow at 10:45 am. "I should really start wearing my glasses," I muttered under my breath.

My mom tried to reassure me, "Everything will work out fine. I've hired movers to come during the week and help ship the rest of our stuff. Tonight, all we need to do is pack our personal things and head to the airport first thing in the morning."

I felt like I wanted to argue, but then I saw how tired my mom looked. Her face seemed really worn out, and she had a tired look in her eyes. It made me realize that maybe I hadn't been paying enough attention to how she was feeling lately.

I decided not to bring up my concerns because I didn't want to make things worse. I didn't want to fight with my mom when she already seemed so tired and stressed. So, I chose to keep quiet and let it go for now, even though I still had my worries.

As we stepped off the plane in London, the dark grey skies clouded my vision, and the unfamiliar air filled my lungs. Instantly, I began to miss home. With half of my life packed away in two large suitcases and three duffel bags, this was definitely going to take some getting used to.

"Have your other bags arrived yet?" my mom asked, her eyes darting to the time on her wrist.

"Sorry for making you wait," I replied with a sigh. "When you're packing your whole life into a bag, it tends to take a while." I was far from being in a good mood after only managing to grab a couple of hours of sleep, spending one of them writing an overly dramatic paragraph to my friends about where I'd be for the next few years.

"There's no need to get sassy with me, Y/n," my mom chided. "I'm just worried about the time. I don't want to be late for the shuttle. If we miss this one, the next won't be for another three hours. And I'm sure you don't want to spend that much time at the airport."

Before I could respond, I spotted my color-coded bags moving slowly along the conveyor belt. I collected them and loaded them onto a trolley, then couldn't help but add a mockingly sweet tone, "Now, we can go."

My mom led the way to the shuttle, looking a bit lost in the bustling airport. She approached a stranger for directions, and I listened intently, realizing I needed to get used to the distinct accent. My mom thanked the stranger urgently, and we hurriedly made our way to catch the shuttle, leaving behind the life I'd known in America.

Arriving at our new home in England I couldn't help that there was a mix of excitement and trepidation. I had seen pictures of the place, but it was entirely different to stand in front of it, knowing that it was going to be our home for the foreseeable future. My mom, ever the optimist, had put in tremendous effort to ensure it was the best flat on the block.

As we approached the building, I noticed the quaint charm of the neighborhood. Rows of terraced houses with colorful front doors lined the cobblestone streets. It was a far cry from the sunny, palm tree-lined avenues of Los Angeles that I had called home.

My mom had informed me earlier that her new job had provided relocation money, and she had spent hours researching and visiting potential flats to find one that met all our needs. She was determined to make this transition as smooth as possible for me, especially since I wasn't exactly thrilled about changing schools.

The flat itself was a cozy two-bedroom apartment on the top floor of a charming Victorian building. It had large windows that let in plenty of natural light, and I could see the spires of an old church in the distance. The living room had plush sofas, and I could just imagine the walls being adorned with artwork from home. She had even managed to find a flat with a small balcony where we could enjoy tea on sunny afternoons.

As we stepped inside, I couldn't help but be impressed by how homely it felt, despite being in a foreign country. My room, though smaller than what I was used to, had a window overlooking the quiet street below. I packed some of my posters and photographs from our life in LA, making it feel like a small piece of home.

As I unpacked my belongings, I couldn't help but reflect on the whirlwind of changes that had brought us here. My parents' divorce had been a long and sometimes painful process, but with me finishing up middle school, it seemed like the right time for a fresh start.

In my mom's perspective, this move was a chance for something new and exciting, a way to turn the page on a difficult chapter in our lives. But for me, I felt like I was just along for the ride, caught up in the decisions made by the adults in my life. It wasn't easy to accept that we were starting over in a completely different country.

While I tried to look on the bright side, I couldn't shake the feeling that my mom should have told me about it much sooner. The truth was that I was still deeply hurt and confused.

But as I glanced out the window of our new flat and saw the quaint streets of our new neighborhood, I knew that, in time, I would find my place in this new chapter of our lives. Change might not come overnight, but I was determined to make the most of it and find the silver lining in our fresh start.

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A whole week had passed, and I swear my boredom had reached Olympic levels. Our furniture from LA finally showed up a few days ago, and let me tell you, I became the world champion of room redecorating in record time. But apart from that impressive feat, my life had all the excitement of a cardboard box. School isn't kicking off until Monday, which gives me a gentle nudge that I should probably check out the film program my mom's been raving about. 

Feeling all organized and responsible, I sat down and sketched out the route from our place to the school. It's like a 20-minute walk, which I can totally handle once I get the hang of it. But if I'm feeling a bit lazy (which happens, like, all the time), there's a nifty 10-minute bus ride option. Plus, my mom's still knee-deep in paperwork to send our car overseas, so it's official I'm becoming a bus pro.

Then I checked out the school's website, and the film program doesn't look half bad. They've got this YouTube channel packed with short films that are more interesting than binge-watching cat videos. And here's the real kicker they've got a partnership with Netflix! I mean, seriously, how did they manage to pull that off? They're talking about workshops and internships, and I'm just here thinking,

"Who's the magician that got Netflix on board?" That seriously is impressive.

Looking out of the window, I couldn't believe my luck the sun was actually shining for once! After days of nothing but gray skies, it felt like a small miracle. I was starting to understand that sunny days were a rare commodity in this place. So, I thought, why not make the most of it while I could?

I swapped out my usual outfit for a pair of comfy shorts and a cool graphic tee. In a flash, I was out the door, ready to savor every bit of that precious sunshine.

As I continued my stroll through the neighborhood, I stumbled upon a charming park nestled amidst the houses. The sunlit meadow was dotted with people, and what caught my eye was the number of folks out and about with their dogs. It was becoming evident that this was definitely a big dog-loving community, and the park was their social hub.

I watched as playful pups frolicked, tails wagging with unbridled enthusiasm, and their owners chatted amicably, forming a tight-knit community within the community. It felt heartwarming to witness such camaraderie, and I couldn't help but smile at the sight.

I stumbled upon the perfect photo opportunity, one that would fit perfectly in my collection. I'd forgotten my camera at home, but my trusty phone would have to do. As I aimed to capture the moment, an unexpected collision sent my phone tumbling to the ground.

Before I could get a word out, the other person beat me to the punch. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going," he said, hastily bending down to retrieve both of our phones. It turned out he had dropped his phone as well.

I felt a flush of embarrassment creeping up. "No, no, it's alright. It was my fault for standing right in the middle of the walkway," I replied, cheeks tinged with a hint of red.

He handed back my phone with an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that. Hopefully, it didn't crack," he said, his own cheeks taking on a shade of pink.

I shook my head, trying to conceal my own embarrassment. "No big deal. You might have done me a favor, actually. It's about time I got a new phone, and this could be the perfect excuse," I quipped, waving my phone playfully. The boy chuckled warmly.

"Thanks for not making me feel awful about it," he admitted, appearing relieved. "I'm Charlie, by the way." He extended his hand, and I shook it with a friendly smile.

I responded, "I'm Y/N. Nice to meet you, Charlie." The friendly atmosphere that had enveloped us earlier seemed to dissipate, leaving an awkward silence in its wake.

Charlie finally broke the silence, his voice tinged with shyness. "Sorry, but I can't help but notice the accent..."

I smiled, realizing his curiosity. "Oh yeah, I'm from America. We just moved here last week, right down the block," I stated, hoping to ease the awkwardness.

Charlie's eyes lit up with excitement. "Right down the block! I live right down that way." I couldn't help but feel my own excitement grow.

"I live where the new flats were built, I think they're called the Avalone Suites or something," I mentioned. Charlie's face instantly lit up with recognition.

"I live right across from you! Everyone around the block has been raving about the new building," he exclaimed,

As Charlie and I walked back to my apartment, he chatted animatedly about the neighborhood, sharing tidbits about the local shops, nearby parks, and the best places to grab a bite. It was clear he was friendly and genuinely excited to have a new neighbor.

During our conversation, we made another delightful discovery – we were both going to the same school. It was a pleasant surprise that eased my earlier concerns about not knowing anyone in this new place.

By the time we reached my apartment building, Charlie had almost talked my ear off, but I didn't mind one bit. With a warm smile, I turned to him and said, "Thanks for walking me back, Charlie. I guess I won't be starting school completely alone."

Charlie grinned in response; his eyes filled with genuine friendliness. "Anytime, Y/N. I'm looking forward to seeing you at school."

We added each other on each other's socials before we parted ways.

Part 2: https://www.tumblr.com/cutecurly-hair/727972531449020416/hearts-unleashed-part-2?source=share

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ok i am ready to be spicy. so i made this post the other day (or yesterday what is time) without tags: (with some slight word changes)

"oh, I get it now. I think I understand a big reason why the "Mike is in love with Will but just doesn't want to admit it because he has internalized homophobia" is such a popular fandom opinion. Because then Mike's behavior becomes "obviously" romantic since this take assumes that he's aware of his behavior.

The take that he's "simply oblivious, simply doesn't know his feelings are actually romantic in nature", which -- in my opinion -- is much more heavily supported by the text, is... actually kind of scary to consider from a "wanting the ship to be canon" perspective. Because it's pretty much close to saying that his feelings are actually just platonic after all because that's what Mike thinks they are."

So, I have been thinking very hard on this for a while because I do think that this is why there is a sort of...friction? anxiety? in the general vibes of the fandom with regards to how byler can even work out in S5 after the events of S4.

In my opinion, I think that the second take -- Mike is oblivious -- actually lends itself well to the prospect of official, no ways around it endgame byler better than the first one does.

Because imagine it: Mike doesn't have to suffer through thinking he's wrong or he's a mistake or that he's not conforming to society's standards before coming to terms with his feelings. He just has to realize he's in love with his best friend, and that his best friend is in love with him. Mike is going to be the out, loud, and proud person of this relationship. He just has to figure his shit out.

First, what do we know about Mike so far and what can we take away from it? and why is it not "internalized homophobia"?

The biggest evidence for me against the "internalized homophobia" take is in S1 when Will was being called names by Troy and friend. Mike physically retaliated. He didn't look ashamed; he looked angry. Because they were insulting his missing best friend right in front of him. He was not internalizing these slurs. What he was doing was defending Will, who was the target of this hate. He prioritized defending Will, who wasn't even there, over cowing to displays of homophobia.

What about that "It's not my fault you don't like girls" line? Surely that means he's repressed and internalizing some shit? Yeah, and maybe he was just talking faster than his mind could think? Mike ends up clarifying this line and gives away the actual thing that's holding him back: heteronormative thinking. He talks about getting girlfriends as part of growing up as a young man. He says this like a neutral piece of information.

Let's talk about Mike's fears. So far, all of Mike’s insecurities are about being needed, being useful. It's not conforming to society. It's not fitting the mold. If he feared that then he'd have done what Lucas did and joined a popular group. But what did he do? He leaned into his DnD hobby and even started dressing differently, growing his hair out too. S4 Mike is not afraid to be an outcast.

What he does fear most is people leaving him behind. That's what he says about/to El, and that's practically what he says to Will as his excuse for being weird at the airport. The knock-off outfit, the flowers. That wasn't him trying to be straight so he wouldn't be outed as gay or in love with his best friend or whatever. That was his attempt at saving his relationship because he does love El and he doesn't want to lose her too. But they are incompatible. He doesn't realize he doesn't love her romantically but he does love her. That's why he's struggling. Because he can't differentiate between the two.

Lastly, he says to Will: "I feel like I lost you". Which means he felt like he already lost Will. Loving someone and losing them is something Mike never wants to happen again because it already happened once, twice, three times before with Will. Once when Will vanished, the second time when Will got possessed, and the third time when Will moved away. Mike's issue isn't about loving Will and fearing he's gay; it's about losing Will again.

The bolded part is the one I want to highlight because it's the most important piece of the puzzle imo. I am willing to bet that not wanting to lose Will again is going to be a huge part of Mike’s arc in S5 and is going to lead to him finally realizing his feelings. I honestly don't think Will's confession is going to figure into things at all until Mike's realized his feelings. Because the audience has to see Mike fall in love with Will before he figures out Will loves him back. The audience should not be made to think that Mike only falls in love with Will because Will's in love with him.

But how will Mike realize exactly the difference between his love for Will and his love for El if he's this goddamn oblivious? How will the process even start? El has to break up with him. No other way around it. El has to tell him straight up that she does not believe he is in love with her. Only then can Mike be free to even think about what romantic love actually means to him. I imagine this is where he and Nancy will actually get to talk about something substantial again, when he asks her what being in love means. and that will further get the ball rolling. And I believe however his arc plays out, we will get to see Mike and Will definitively end up together.

Because Mike loves Will so much. He isn't quite aware of what this love is yet but he has it in abundance. That is why he was the only one apart from Joyce who pushed for finding Will initially; that is why he is always the first to apologize when he and Will fight; that is why the best thing he's ever done was ask Will to be his friend; that is why he lashed out at Will at the roller rink; that is why he was so over the moon about Will's painting and Will's words in the van that he ironically didn't even see Will crying; that is why he only said his monologue after Will practically told him to.

Will is and continues to be Mike's most important person. Once Mike realizes he's in love with Will and the feeling is mutual? Homophobia can go suck a tail pipe because how dare this concept make the love of his life feel like a mistake? Mike is going to kiss Will as soon he realizes because he is not going to let anyone make him wait a minute longer before kissing the boy of his dreams.

sneaky edit: the underlined parts are links to other analyses i've done before regarding Mike's behavior. Analyses over the airport/roller rink scene, him being oblivious, his love for El, etc!

#this is.... very long #absolutely the longest post i have ever written #it's not as concise or as pinpointed as i wanted it to be #but that's fine. I'm laying it all out there #ku blarghs #strangely blogging #byler #this is a great starting off point for my planned predictions post too #and as is the norm for my posts... links abound... #also i know i am very confidence and 100% hope personified in this post #because i am. i am confident. not about the specifics. but i am 100% they are going to kiss #you guys can be worried about it being canon it's ok. i have enough confidence and hope for all of us lmao

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tae already asked them to get out of their imagination

Then the next day he regretted it and tell them that jk is sleeping next to him

And who told you that he regretted it? Or did you come to that conclusion yourself?

Thanks for your ask anon. I've been thinking of doing a deep dive on Tae's personality for some time now.

IS TAE-A-KOOKER?

How is Tae telling them to get out of their imagination and telling jk is sleeping next to him related?

If he calls tkker's to get out of imagination, doesn't that already establish that jk is his bro and friend? Have we not seen jk and tae sleeping next to each other on camera before?

Do you think Tae, jimin and jk have the time to do the mental gymnastics shippers do?

When Tae kept Jimin around for more than half of his fan meet, was he promoting Vmin then? He made Jimin sit down in front of the whole crowd and made everybody sing HBD. If I didn't know they were friends, I would think it was boyfriend behaviour. And mind you, Vmin is a more significant ship than TK in Korea.

🔆Do you think Tae reads the multiple delusional threads in english on insta and twitter? He can't read medium to advanced level English, period.

🔆Tae has always been an impulsive person since the beginning. Be it interviews, saying unhinged stuff, being romantic towards members for no reason, revealing jk-jm are hanging out in the dead of the night. Entering jk's room during a live when JK was naked in Osaka. Asking James Corden to touch Jimin's thighs on national television, no..INSISTING on it multiple times while RM just sat there embarassed. You forgot when he went live while being drunk with Jimin, WHILE JK was already live? Hybe intern must have pulled their own hairs when that happened.

_🔆The taekook page Tae recently posted from has military pics from private sources, completely illegal to be posted in public. While Tae and the members clearly do not want their privacy invaded during military. (Hybe almost sued camp app). If Tae had checked the page once, he wouldn't have posted. But man has no media training recently, so he posted without even checking the source. The same way he posts from fansites, airport pics, posts AI pics etc.

Can you imagine any other BTS member being that impulsive? Apart from JK? No. That's why they are 'partners in crime'. Always getting scolded together.

You need to understand the dynamics members have with each other from official content. Not from shipping spaces or solo spaces.

Now, let's look at some of the early impressions of Tae on the members -

- 'alien','we used to fight a lot' in Jimin's words

-'i knew he wouldn't listen to me' - RM when he met V

-'difficult to understand' - Suga

- ' in his own world' - Jin

But Jungkook -

' helped me get out of my shell'

And finally me-

" Tae reminds me of my cousin who people around me used to think was a 'special kid' because of his weird behaviour, but he was perfectly normal, just different "

And let's not forget this reaction by knetz when V was singing along to a song of a group he liked during an encore. People accused him of making fun of the song, when it was actually one of his favourite songs. He was just so lost in singing with exaggerated expressions,that too on national tv, on stage- that people mistook it for rude behaviour and he was harrased by netizens.

I cannot count the no. of times Tae has been misunderstood at this point.

Why is Tae like this?

Would jhope post from a random account without checking? Would RM? Would Jimin ever do that?? No. They are the real adults of the group. Taekook are the children. Tae - the prime trouble maker, Jungkook who gets in the flow with him.

I unfortunately also have to remind you of the durag incident Tae had during his live. Do you think he did that to offend a community? He is simply ignorant. (Which is a problem). Isn't that a much more scandalous thing than posting from a shipper account? Just because he makes mistakes, doesn't mean he shouldn't be held accountable. And i do INSIST that his manager needs to organize media lessons for him ASAP.

FINAL THOUGHTS-

It is clear as day, he's just impulsive and doesn't have the intentions you are making up in your head. Stop behaving like tkkers, anon. They are the worst breed, don't stoop to their level.

The members took their time to understand him, and so should you. No one is a saint, but Tae has never come across as a vile person who would sabotage his own group member. He's impulsive, mischievous, different, creative and very talented.

In suga's words from suchwita-"Taehyung would sulk when he's not given what he wants, so we started fulfilling all his wishes".

Why would he want people to hate on Jimin, lol? It's so funny to even think of that. Haven't you seen their love for each other throughout the years? It honestly surpasses TK bond. Infact do you know why V said ' i only have you' and ' you were the one who cried with me' to Jimin? Because jimin understands him. Even better than jungkook. I have even seen instances when Tae is ignored during conversations, but then jimin is listening to him, drawing everyone's attention to Tae. Jimin is precious to Tae, ngl.

And why would he want beef with Jimin when they all want to get back together in 2025? If they had some issues, wouldn't RM interfere first, as the leader? Why the hell is Tae always texting jimin, searching up Jimin AI pics, asking to be in a reel with Jimin? Drinking with Jimin? Why does Jimin want Tae at his own fan event? Why is Jimin feeling up Tae's torso when he learnt he's working out? There's literally no evidence of Tae being vile to Jimin. You think they are that good actors?

Believe me, vminkook don't give a fuck about the delulu shipping discourses or vile shippers. You know why? Because they are not the ARMY that they recognize. Hybe or the members will never address shippers. They will show bromance for sure, but no direct call outs.

But you know who directly addressed shippers? The only one to ever do that? KIM TAEHYUNG.

And he had shut them down!

#shipping discourse #bts ships #jikook

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@earnmysong asked me "top 5 ways to have ended 'ted lasso' better than they did" and I decided to put it in its own post since I have Thoughts!

These are all just personal preference, and I don't really trust my instincts where this show is concerned anymore, so. Here are things I would have loved to see, without changing the overall episode majorly!

One last Biscuits with the Boss + addressing onscreen that the ritual is over. :'( It felt so weird to not acknowledge that.

Jade and Barbara briefly meet and have an amazing interaction that gives everyone the distinct suspicion that they might one day have a spinoff where they recreationally solve crimes and mysteries together. I will always on some level be daydreaming of this spinoff. Can you imagine how much they would weird out everybody they were investigating?

I'd like there to be some tip to Rebecca that Ted is the thunder and lightning (maybe he checks the weather forecast in Kansas while they're together saying goodbye at the airport and tells her that's what's coming and she's like ?!?!?!), but she keeps it to herself because she knows he has to go home to his boy. That tragic culmination of the whole psychic prophecy storyline would have sustained me forever in delicious agonies. I'd even let her run into frickin' Boat Guy afterwards if it absolutely must be. :P Just the idea that Ted was the right one and they were in some way fated, but it was the wrong time and the wrong set of circumstances, and sometimes you just have to carry on with that sad knowledge.

I would have had Roy and Keeley officially get back together and have a swoonworthy, deeply romcommy reunion kiss scene! I respect Keeley/Roy/Jamie as a concept, but I didn't enjoy seeing them devolve into love triangle nonsense in the last ever episode. I wanted my Roy/Keeley reunion and so on this list, I'll imagine it passionately & without shame!

No Jamie having a happy chat with his dad in the montage. If I had to pick just one thing, I'd even axe that over Beard and Jane's crazy, Ted-less wedding. Having an abusive parent with addiction issues is extremely complicated and I just didn't like the "And he's sober now so they lived happily ever after! Put a bow on it!" simplicity of that at all when we'd seen absolutely no hint that Jamie should reconcile with him prior. Personally, it felt in poor taste to me. I get that this show is all about forgiveness, but that was too far and too trite for me.

#dollsome's deep thoughts #ted lasso #ted x rebecca

[iceprincessviviane]

Chapter 2 - The arrival.

Heritage series.

Paring: poly!BTS (demons) x Female!Shy!Skinny!Chosen!reader

Type: dark romance, horror au, soulmate au, poly relationship, slowburn, yandere.

Warnings: Horror themes, some religion themes (mostly demonic), gore, blood, manipulation, witchcraft, magic themes, death (side characters), mentionings of forced marriage, mentioning about past, loss, yandere, obsessive, possessive, swearing, low self-esteem,dealing with grief, sugestive content and silly jokes created by me. (If there is more to add let me know.)

Previous chapter. Next chapter.

Summary: Arriving in new, unknown place can be scary or anxious. Thanks God that welcoming is suprisingly warm and nice.

Author's note: please note that the whole place even if idea was based on Canadian town, is pure imagination. Also it's fiction so the same goes for all court and some procedures. Again if you are struggling to imagine a mansion, please search for Croft Manor from Tomb Raider games - Legend and Underworld mostly. A lot of its changed (we don't need this big pool and training area) but still I will try to describe and elaborate everything. English isn't my first language so sorry for any mistakes. Taglist will be in the end of chapter.

MINORS DNI

In the less than week Y/N was ready for a trip. Whole thing was discussed in details with officials. She'll arrive around 11 a.m local time and will be picked up by someone, then they'll drive to Grand Hillsam, this can be long drive around two or three hours. She searched the information about the town - it's not big, around 10.000 people is living there between mountains and forest, lake was nearby. In the area there are couple of really old wood cabins which were hunting/vacation houses for rich people from big city around one hour before - Welland where population was way more bigger, around 150.000 people and it had big car fabric and some high tech instances. Grand Hillsam was first a small village, but the rich people didn't want to live among common people or wanted to be closer to the nature so they started to build houses and mansions there. Y/N looked at the photos, yes the view was stunning, but leaving deep in the forest? Now it was easier with phones and Internet but then? Her distant family had to be crazy.

Her research told that indeed aunt Elizabeth, like she liked to say about late, last family member was part of old lineage, which was very powerful in that area their good luck ended unexpected around three hundred years ago and then they didn't come back to their greatness and before the IIWW family left the city. By the information given by the court, her aunt was living in London since the beginning and till the end of her days.

Y/N closed her notebook with little sigh, the plane was just about to land, so she put everything down, waiting for the end of a fly. Everything later went smooth, passengers were transported into airport from deck, than all the controls and taking bags. Someone was meant to wait for her, but honestly how they'll find each other. When she left the depart rooms, a lot of people were leaving with her and small crowd formed. There were persons holding signs with names and Y/N found herself looking at them in search of her's. Almost in the end of a crowd she found it, a tall man with black hair tie into manbun, leather black jacket and black jeans. A simple paper with Y/N written in the middle. He smiled, when she stopped and approached him carefuly.

"You have to be Y/N." He smiled and they shook hands gently.

"Yes it's me, nice to meet you." She smiled a little flustered.

"Welcome, I'm Jeon Jungkook."

"Y/N L/N."

He was tall and well built, but had cute face with sweet bunny smile. He screamed handsome and she felt little uncomfortable when a warm feeling spread in her chest, then on her cheeks.

"Let's go, the trip will take a little." He said and reached for her bags." And let me take those."

"Thank you."

Looking closer Y/N noticed the pierced lip and tattoos peaking out of sleeves. He walked confidently and her things didn't seem to be heavy for him.

"How was the flight?" Jungkook asked when they were leaving the airport and went into parking.

"Peaceful. I slept a little and read some documents send to me." She responded honestly.

"Actually my condolences." He smiled bitterly.

"Thank you, but I didn't know aunt Lizzie." Y/N shrugged a little.

The officials informed her that person which is going to pick her up will know why she is there to avoid any mistakes or being lost in foreign country. It was a good point. They reached a big, black pick up and he put her lungage in the back then opened door like a real gentelman. She thanked in small nod. Inside car strangely was smell of chocolate, when Jungkook got inside, he adjusted her seat and helped with belt.

"If you wish to sleep again it's okay." He showed his bunny smile. "But later road can get rough. I don't also mind a comfortable silence."

"We'll see." Y/N smiled plesantly shying away from his gaze.

Jungkook nodded and turned on engine which came back to life with a loud roar. He was driving smoothly and confidently, Y/N found herself glancing on hid hands and arm from time to time, but the view was getting prettier. When they left the airport town they drove into mixed forest.

"Sometimes during evenings or night it can be colder, especially with thick clouds and rain."

"Is it common here?"

"Well it can happen two or three days in a row. Sometimes there is a big storm and none is actually going outside, we had it last year."

"Thanks God I packed variety of clothes." Y/N giggled a little. "View is stunning."

"Wait till we reach the hills or mansion." He smiled cutely.

"You know where it is?"

"Yea... it's kinda hard to miss it, even that far and in that small town. I sometimes go for trips into wild and mansion is a little away from the main town. It's on the hill."

The drive went peacefuly, sometimes Y/N was asking questions about the town. It turned out Jungkook is local traveller and has known this place since birth. He's enjoyed all trips into forest and mountains.

"Would you like to stop by to eat something?" He asked glancing at her .

"Yes, it would be nice."

"We'll stop in Welland outskirts, I want to avoid car traffics and I know a good place here."

"Very well then."

As he promised they've stopped in bar which was near the road. Y/N ordered nuggies and some fries when Jungkook took whole ass two sets - burger with fries and chicken leg with fries. Well he was a big, built man probably he needed that much food. After eating he drove through back roads in Welland, as he said earlier to avoid car traffics. When they left town for good, she again started to admire the view. Road suddenly went up and seemed w bit challenging, but he was a skilled driver.

"Are there any wild animals?" She asked looking at thick, mixed forest.

"Shit I should warn you. Yea there are wolfes and bears along with deers and mooses. But don't worry I didn't see them that close to town. Your mansion is on the hill and surrounded by high wall with a gate. Nothing should come inside. If you would want to go deeper in the forest which is around manison - because actually it's the farest point in town, you can meet maybe something. Especially if you will go down to the lake." He said with a little frown.

"The town and area around must be very beautiful." Y/N said and smilled a little.

"It is." Jungkook replied glancing at her for a second.

Unwanted blush crept on her cheeks, so she turned head to again look at the forest. The drive was filled usually with silence, sometimes she was asking some casual questions, but didn't want to distract him, when road seemed a little difficult. Y/N played a little with a necklace, well the reason of the trip wasn't very plesant but she enjoyed it anyway. She didn't noticed how Jungkook's eyes traced the necklace and it's chain. He bit his lip and tried to focus on a road again.

Around the 4 p.m the have arrived in town, which was indeed was smaller and placed deep in the forest and mountains. It was stunning and Y/N could spent there a lot of time if circumstanced were different. He stopped on central square, which was surrounded with some shops, restaurants, big supermarket and town hall, in front of which Jungkook stopped.

"I believe mayor will have all the info you need. I'll wait here." He said putting on sunglasses, because the sun started to be a problem.

"Thank you." She flashed him beaming smile and got out of the car.

In her backpack were all the files she needed so, she entered the building. In reception she got to know, that mayor will be aviable in five minutes or so. She felt little anxious of her case, but after all assistant asked her to come in. Inside the room, behind the desk was older man maybe around his sixties, he got up and shook her hand firmly.

"Good morning miss L/N, how was the flight and drive? Mr Jeon didn't bother you too much?"

"No, he was very nice and helpful."

They both sat down and she took out the docs and her ID. He checked everything once again then lean on chair.

"So... the case is kinda important and complicated." Man sighed. "According to law, you'll inherit the mansion, but there is a lof of buts."

"Actually I didn't know that I had distant family." She sighed unsure.

"Mrs Elizabeth Balfour didn't know too. She only got to know, when she was working on her last will. Around year ago she got diagnosed with advanced lung cancer, she wanted to clear things before passing away. She meant to make an mansion a museum, actually she gave away most her things with historical records, rest went for charity." He said looking at his files.

"So why I have been called to court if she wanted mansion to become museum?"

"Well... it's about the general Balfour lineage will. Mansion is always passed to last family member, that will is above Mrs Elizabeth's will. It's going to become a museum only if it's proven that last family memebr can't afford to take care of mansion." He explained slowly.

"Well, it's kinda obvious. I don't know how rich the aunt was, but by the search and files I can tell that she was richer than me." Y/N smiled nervously.

"Yea, I understand that." Mayor nodded.

"So... now I need to give up on mansion officialy? It'll become museum and it's all?"

"I wish it would be that easy." He giggled. "Now the mansion need to be inspect and everything inside need to be write down and cataloged, unfortunately you have to be present during the whole process."

"Oh..." Y/N's eyes widened at the news.

"Don't worry, actualy Mrs Balfour cared about the mansion, it had general redo three years ago, the sweres, electricity and heating system was modernised. Also we have Internet here and good signal finally. The rooms aren't damaged or something. Mrs ordered to clear one of master bedrooms, when she decided to make it museum, so you can stay in the mansion not in motel." Mayor stated with encouraging smile.

"Sir are you sure? I won't destroy anything?"

"Well, it'll be difficult with those old, wooden furnitures. And you don't seem like some clumsy person." He joked a little.

"Well, I'm sometimes clumsy, but actually I love history and old staff like those." She admitted little nervously.

"Oh perfect, maybe staying in the mansion wouldn't be that bad? Actually I know it's kinda troubling, you are probably working but I can arrange some official files to prevent you being fired."

"It's all right I have already talked with my boss, I can do homeoffice. If Internet is good here, I can work."

"That's nice to hear actually. I hope we will make it work..." he sighed. "Another issue is that we need a specialist, which goverment must find and send here, only he or she can start cataloged things in the mansion."

"So now we have tied up hands?" Y/N asked with sigh.

"A little. We have old list of historical heritage, but the specialist need to describe their state and what it exactly is. We as common folks can only point that 'this' thing is in the mansion."

"How much is there?"

"A lot." Mayor frowned. "The list include all books, statues, paints, furnitures etc."

"Books?"

"Yes, there is a huge librrary."

"Oh my." Y/N huffed. "It looks like tough work, but I think, I can help."

"Thank you Miss L/N. I'll tell higher ups tomorrow about everything and I'll send you the list too. You need time to rest and accomodate yourself in the mansion."

"Thank you Sir." She smiled a little.

They both stood up and he lead her to exit, outside Jungkook was waiting in the hall, sitting in armchair. Mayor smiled at him.

"Can you take miss L/N to the mansion young man?"

"Yes, that's why I'm waiting." He also stood up.

"Great." Older man took off a two sets of keys from his pocket. There were more than fourty keys in total. "Those with red ribbon are keys for garden and cellars, blue is everything in mansion. A black key decorated with a rose is a main garden, silver key decorated with a crescent moon is the key for mansion and a golden key decorated with sunrays is for main gate."

Y/N took them looking at sets with little surprise, she touched the necklace. "What a coincidence..." she muttered.

"Let's go." Jungkook encouraged.

She nodded and they went outside, then into a car. He drove to the north, soon the view has been covered by trees once again. Road was still going up, after around fifteen minutes the mansion emerged from the corner, really the wall around was maybe six or eight meters high. There was some space in front of the gate but behind was a proper parking. They stopped and Y/N took the golden key and opened the gate slowly with Jungkook's help. It creaked just like in the movies, once they entered inside, green but a little neglect grass welcomed them. Right under the wall were parking places, on left side the stone road was leading to a mysterious garden with high hedge on right side was a nice space with big, spacious tree and old swing. The middle stone road was leading to mansion and probably once in time was decorated with flowers. A lonely nightingale was sitting on a tree, whole scenery was stunning, just like from an old tale.

"It's beautiful." Y/N whispered with shining eyes.

"Let me take the suitcase." Jungkook ofered with bunny smile and he went for that.

Mansion was big, probably had two floors except ground level and it went all the way back. The windows seemed to have all glass untouched and actually it didn't look as neglected as she thought it'll be. Jungkook came back with her bags. Actually she found it amusing how he was looking like total bad boy, but seemed to soft inside. The smile which mayor gave him in the office was genuine and he had to help in town a lot.

"Thank you." She said sincerely.

"Come on I'm lifting way more heavy things."

She lead the way inside and with silver key opened the mansion doors. Strangely the lock was very heavy to flip. Inside greeted them smell of old things and a lot of dust.

"I'll come if you want and oil all the locks in the mansion." He offered putting down the suitcases.

"If it won't be a problem. This on main door was a little challenge. I don't want to break the key."

"Do you have that much of strength little one?" Jungkook teased.

Y/N bit the lip and looked away. Currently they were in a little vestibule, on left were solid, heavy doors probably leading to cellars or working areas, on right decorated, wooden doors. In front of, separated by old, classic columns was a very big space, reaching the high of the main roof with fire place, coffee table and two couches. Some painting was above the fire. In the wall in front of them were two door on right and left side. In the middle on left wall were stairs, parting on left and right and those lead to first floor, which was also separated by railings and agains columns, but it had only four doors on both sides and next stairs leading to the second floor. So there was in count eight rooms on left on both floors and eight rooms on right. Through big window there was view on the garden, the closed part.

"That's a big space." Y/N turned around and looked at first floor.

"Yes I agree... that's bigger that I"ve ever imagined." Jungkook also looked around.

"One of the bedrooms should be usable." She went carefuly up by the stairs, which sometimes were creaking too.

Y/N opened the first door, he followed her but the bags were left down below. It come out that it was a nice little office with huge desk, big bookshelves and couch with coffee table, everything in old style and wooden pretty furnitures.

"Well it looks like place to work." Jungkook summed up.

"Yeah, I might end up using this."

They enetered the next room which came out as cleaned master bedroom. It also was giving the old mood. There was another desk, couch with coffee table, on left smaller room serving as old wardrobe, kingsize bed on little platform with canopy, on the right entrance to spacious bathroom, which was remade for sure not long ago.

"All right we found it." Jungkook smiled widely.

Y/N nodded looking around, she really liked how the mansion looked, the old vibe, a little mystery that it was kinda hidding.

"Well the rest of the mansion probably needs big vaccuming... I also need to figure out if everything is working and where are certain rooms." She said with little sigh." Not gonna lie, I am excited a little."

"Do you need any more help?" He asked honestly.

"Oh no, no please I took too much of your time."

"Well, for now I don't have too much to do, I might just help." Jungkook offered scratching his nape.

"I think, this oil will be fine." Y/N giggled nervously.

"Let me take the suitcases."

When he left the room, she looked closer at furnitures, well it could use some clearing. There was still some dust and wiping. He came back fast.

"Can I get your number if something would happen?" He asked a little awkwardly. "Also we don't usualy have a guests here, so I might be helpful with navigate through the city."

"It's good idea." They exchanged the numbers. "Also maybe you'll know then if I can rent a car?"

"Oh yes, I think I know someone who can rent a car."

"It'll be a difficulty to go to the town by feet..."

"Good, I'll talk to them, we'll see maybe tomorrow it'll be done." Jungkook nodded in excitment.

Y/N smiled at his energy and cute behaviour. He really was a good boy with bad boy looks for now.

"Won't you be scared to stay here alone?" He asked concerned.

"Now when you asked I might be." She looked around nervously. "I can lock the door here and when we saw the dust I can assume none was there in long time."

"Yea, I mean who would climb up the wall?"

"Yeah..." Y/N giggled nervously.

"See you tomorrow and remember to check the door and gate later." Jungkoom said and high fived her.

She walked him to the doors, he left waving to her. When door closed, silence started to ring in her ears. She decided to open all doors in sight and it came out that those on first level near the entrance - solid ones were leading to small storage probably once for servants and further to cellar. Decorated were leading into old fancy dining room with long table, big window and chandlier, also there was door to the kitchen, which was also modernised and working, after turning on fridge it started to get colder. Opposite doors in main hall were leading to big library - on left and ballroom on right. She decided to explore it later. It came out the rest of the rooms are bedrooms except the first one of the each floor - those were offices. Y/N came back to her room and started to unpack, the called her friends and boss. Signal was strong and net was working pretty fast.

When she ended the things in the room, her stomach get itself known and the night has fallen upon the city. The mansion was plesantly silent, it seemed like she got used to it pretty fast. Luckily Y/N packed some sandwiches and decided to eat them as supper, but deffinitely she was going to go on shopping tomorrow. She grabbed the small fleshlight in case and went to close the gate, in the main hall she kept smaller lighting on wall, but didn't use fake big chandlier on the roof and some fancy lightning on railings. The whole mansion didn't need to be lit up for now, so in some corners were dark spots and shadows. Y/N didn't seem to noticed when sometimes they would fade out when she was closer and darkened when she was far away. For sure she didn't noticed some shadows shifting. The gate closed with the same creak, she checked also all rooms, but they were closed and came back to master bedroom and started her night routine. Sleeping in such big building will be strange for sure and probably will include some small lamp being turned on the whole time, but nobody was going to know. When she entered the shower the shadow shifted outside the mansion, Jimin jumped out straight from it and landed quietly on stone path. He turned back looking at buliding, smirked and jumped again, turning into nightingale, then felw out into the dark night.

DOWN BELOW LIL SILLY PIC OF MANSION ROOMS PLACEMENT (you are allowed to laugh only three times at this so be carefuly with those.)

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[smoooothoperator]

Fake It Till You Make It

Driver! Pierre Gasly x Actress! OC (Annelise Flinch)

Fake Dating, Friends to Lovers

September: Kiss Me More

Summary: first time they have to be away. Will their feelings start to get stronger? Will they be strong enough to not run to each other's arms?

Words: 5.1k

Serie Masterlist

Warnings: little smut (it's marked. Do not read if you are under 18)

a/n: hello and welcome back to this rollercoaster and too much doses of fluff! I promise you there will be cool things soon😌 but for the moment I will let you die of love with those two.

I will it say again: i love the feedback and if you want me to write something to add on the next chapter just ask me!

September. Officially the season restarted. Officially the work calendar restarted. What was being 24/7 next to each other started to be a distance relationship.

After the race on Belgium she was called to do the press tour of her new show and film for her new movie, making her leave him alone on the two races left of the three header.

"I'll miss having you around all the time" Pierre sighed looking at her.

"Don't lie, you will miss reading the scripts with me and making yourself spoilers" she laughed winking at him, holding her suitcase and bag.

After the race she was with him all the time. They went to the after party to have fun. They knew they didn't have to act around his friends, they could act like friends our there. But instead of that they were next to each other, touching each other to make sure they were close, holding hand, his hand on her thigh, her hand on his arm. Dancing together, every minute getting closer than before. Kissing sensually, softly, gently.

A fake relationship? That loomed like a true one, not being able to keep their hands out of each other.

But none of them was brave enough to think about feelings. For what? After all, at the end of the year that relationship will be broken. So what they do is have fun with each other.

"Hm, maybe" he smirked looking at her lips, leaning closer to press his lips on hers. They are on the airport, people were around. "Text me when you land, okay?"

"Of course" she smiled look up at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Then the speakers of the airport made clear that it was time for her to walk away. "I have to go. And text me when you arrive to Zandvroot, okay?"

He nodded and peck her lips quickly before letting her go, looking how she turned smaller when she walked away towards the gate. God, she makes him feel things too quick.

He walked away to the main door of the airport, going to the parking lot and to his car. He had his phone turned on during all the trip to the Netherlands, looking from time to time to his phone waiting for her text.

An hour after he arrived to the hotel he just rejected Yuki to make a walk around the city. He needs to know if she's alright. Until he heard the bell of his phone.

My Targaryen🐉: I arrived to the hotel some minutes ago

He sighed relieved and smiled biting his lips, writing quickly an answer.

Pierre Gasly: Nice! I arrived to mine too. What is your planning today?

What he didn't expect was that she pressed the facetime button the moment he answered her.

"Hey" he smiled looking at her, how she was resting her back on the headboard of the bed. "How was the flight? How's Spain?"

"Calm... And the road trip?" she asked smiling.

God... It will be a hard month being away, right? She never liked long distance relationships.

"Nice, I went calm, not much rush" he sighed. "Yuki asked me to go with him to the beach".

"And why aren't you with him?" she frowned looking at him. "Come on, were you worried about me landing safety? How cute!" she chuckled.

"Hey! What if something happened to the plane? Plus, I wanted to stay in the room, I'm tired of driving" he said blushing. He was worried, yeah. But he won't say it. Not now

"Take a nap? But go hang out with Yuki too" she smiled. "Come on, who knows what that kid is doing? Where is your fraternal instinct!"

He chuckled with that. The weekend on Spa was funny with the two of them. Yuki and Annelise got along well, both of them annoying Pierre a little just to keep him happy. Yuki knows what that track means to him and she understood the moment he came from the track walk and cuddled her. So they just had the silent deal of keeping him busy, keep his mind away of the sadness.

"You are making me regret introducing you two" he smiled looking at her.

"Come on, don't lie! You had fun with us" she winked at him.

He laughed and shook his head, rubbing his eyes with his fingers. And then he looked at her, at the screen. She looks tired too. The braid she made that morning was a little messy, and the lipstick she put on her lips, that light pink shade that made matched the color of her cheeks, was a little faded.

"I'll miss you" he confessed.

She smiled and looked at him. She misses him too. His kisses, how he hugged her the last few days. She's falling for him, and it makes her sad. It was like if her manager, like if their managers, read the future and knew they were going to fall hard for the other.

"I'll miss you too" she smiled weakly.

She followed all the practices and qualifying of the two races he had after she left, cheering for him while the make up artist worked with her. At first, when he manager told her about the deal with him, she thought it would be a work to do just when the two of the where at the same place. But she found hereslf cheering for him at the distance, showing everyone who her boyfriend is, since no one knew he was just her fake boyfriend.

While she did the press tour on America, she had her phone next to her all the time, checking the messages, the F1 app to see his results. And when she saw that on Zandvroot he ended on P11, her fingers were already writing a text to cheer him up.

Annelise Flinch: Hey, I know how are you feeling, okay? You did a good race, you were so close to points. But you'll get them on the next one, yeah?

She forgot about her phone while filming interviews, focusing on her job. But her heart was reminding her that she had someone at the other side of the ocean that needed her, maybe.

When she finished the last interview of the day the first thing she did was go to her reserved room and grab her phone, reading his texts while going to the make up and hair trailer.

The Gaseoso One 💙: I had a five seconds gap to get points.

The Gaseoso One 💙: It would have been impossible to get points that way.

The Gaseoso One 💙: I mean, not that I'm complaining. We did the best we could do... But still...

She sighed reading all the texts and closed her eyes, letting the hair artists unmade the braids and take off the make up.

"What should I say to someone that tried their best on work but still failed?" she asked to her manager.

"Pierre?" she smirked, winking at her

"Yeah..." she blushed. "He had a race and didn't get the results he wanted"

Marina smiled and sighed. She knows Annelise well, working with her since she started her career, she already knew her as her little sister.

"Maybe tell him that the next one will be better?" she said with a soft smile. "He has another one, right? On Italy?"

"Yeah..." She sighed.

Annelise looked at her phone and started to write a text to him, trying her best to cheer him up.

Annelise Flinch: Hey, I know... Now the job is done. Go to the hotel and relax, okay? You have to get ready to go to Monza. And you have the advantage of sleeping on your own bed!

The Gaseoso One 💙: If you say that's an advantage...

The Gaseoso One 💙: how are you? You had press conference?

Annelise Flinch: I had an interview, the one with the puppies! I don't know when I'll have a break

"Mari, when I'll finish the press tour?" she asked curious.

"In two weeks, but you have to start the promotions of Don't Worry Darling , why?" she smiled looking at the schedule on her phone.

"Oh, nothing" Annelise smiled looking back at her phone.

Annelise Flinch: I'll finish the tour in two weeks...

The Gaseoso One 💙: really? Are you going to stay in America?

Annelise Flinch: I don't think so. I have to go to Venice for the film festival and the premiere of the new movie.

I sighed looking hot the three dots appeared and disappeared, him writing and deleting it. What was he doing? And the the dots didn't showed up again. Maybe he's busy.

He looked at his phone and then his calendar. He will have a break until Singapore, that Beas some two weeks free.

Pierre Gasly: If you need me to go with you to the premiere just ask me

My Targaryen 🐉: I think I'll need you. That's the movie where the rumours started. Let's say I don't have a great friendship with the director

Pierre Gasly: Then I'll search a good suit just for you

My Targaryen 🐉: Cute

He blushed and sigh. Yeah, he likes her, a lot. Just only a week and he can see her.

"Why are you so smiley?" Yuki asked him after coming back from the walk. "Is.... Annelise?" he smirked.

"Oi! Shut up!" Pierre exclaimed and threw him a pillow

"It was Annelise!" he exclaimed laughing walking towards him. "How is she? She's still working on America?"

"Yeah" he sighed reading again the chat with her. "Would it be too weird if I go there after Monza?"

"I mean... She's not actually you girlfriend" Yuki frowned sitting next to him. "But you like her, right? More than a friend"

Pierre stayed silent. Well, yeah, he likes her. The last month living together showed him how good friends they started to be. But somehow he wanted more and more now that she was away.

"Yeah" he sighed closing his eye, resting his head on the back of the couch.

"Then go" Yuki said shrugging his shoulder, like if the answer he gave was the most obvious thing. "Go, surprise her and spend some days with her"

"I guess... Yeah" he sighed. "Thank you, Yuki. I never thought I had to ask you for love advice".

The week was busy. Monza is an great race, and Annelise was right: being close to his house was good. The practices weren't well, he couldn't manage to get hugged than P12.

"You just need to rest, Pierre" Annelise sighed looking at him through the screen of her phone.

"Rest won't make me get higher than P12..." he sighed rubbing his hair with his hand, messing it.

"It will make you be more focused" she said. "Pierre, you need to focus. You know that you can make it, okay?"

He looked at her and sighed, smiling weakly. In moments like this he feels like if he knows her for so long, that their relationship is a true one.

"Will you watch the quali?" he asked with a smile.

"Of course" she winked at him. "I'll have to cheer for you, remember?"

The next day was quali day. At morning he had theast practice and then the Qualifying. He has ti believe in himself, he can make it.

And before he knew, Sunday came to an end. Before he knew he crossed the finish line of the track, with 4 points on his back and a satisfied smile on his lips once he got out of his car, even if the end of the race was am absolute mess.

After all the interviews and duties with his team, he drove back to his house, to the apartment he now shares with Annelise, and grabbed his phone once he was on the couch.

He started to look for flights to New York, where Annelise is now doing her press conference, and booked a ticket for the flight next day. He looked too for places to take her, just to make her relax because he's sure that she was exhausted of traveling and working.

"What the hell is going on with me?" he mumbled when he noticed what he was doing: searching places to have dates with her.

She was so exhausted. The interview on Good Morning America was terrible, she was sleepy and couldn't stop yawning while being off camera, and when she got on the studio she grabbed a big cup of solo coffee to try to wake up, even if that would mean her stomach complained all morning because she didn't eat anything.

When she finished the recording, she ran quickly to her private room to grab a sandwich to calm her nerves, sighing and closing her eyes at the taste of smoked salmon.

During the press tour, since she had to do multiple interviews every day, her and her co-starts barely had time to eat, to rest. You want to call your friends and family? You'll have to do it on the way to an interview to the other on the car.

And that made her miss him. But because of that she felt more stupid, because she's acting like a teen in love.

"When will I go to the hotel?" she sighed to her manager. "I'm so tired, Mari..."

"I know, dear" she smiled softly, stroking her hair. "Just some more events and you are free, okay? We have to go to a podcast on the hotel with Bru, since he is a guest to the Fashion Week too, and then we'll go try outfits for the New York Fashion Week"

"Okay..." she nodded and looked at her phone. She was invited to two days of the Fashion Week like other celebrities, but the fact that she will go there alone, to her first Fashion Week, made her nervous. Is not that she's a big fan of those type of shows, is that with all the rumours about her flying around, she's nervous to be there all by her own.

The podcast was a personal one, since Bru is a friend and it wasn't the first podcast they did together. Everyone wanted to know more about the main character of the show, about her life. About how is dating a Formula 1 driver, even if it was a lie to keep his sponsors happy and bad rumours away from her.

"Yeah, I mean... He's a nice guy, he treats me so well" she said with a smile, her cheeks turning red while thinking how he is with her, how he helped her go though her fear to water. "Everyone knows I'm afraid of water, right? Well, the other day he just helped me go through it. We went on boat through the Lake Como and he was with me all the time"

"Really? Then, if he helped you with the water problem he must be a keeper" Bru smiled. "Okay, I'm not a follower of Formula 1, how is it?"

"Oh, it's amazing!" she chuckled. "It's not like how they make us think on movies or something similar. Is just... Okay, since I was little I always wanted to go to a race, remember? I mean, I went to a Nascar one, the thing from Cars, you know?"

"Yeah, but is something different, right?" Bru asked.

"Completely different. The moment I walked inside the paddock for the first time, even if it wasnt a day were they have to go to the track, it was just exciting" she sighed. "The adrenaline, the smell of gasoline.. the sound of the mechanics putting all the pieces of the cars together. It's just amazing".

"Well, I'll have to ask you to get me and Anna some tickets" he winked at her joking.

"Oh, she would love it!" she laughed.

The rest of the day was relaxed. She tried some outfits on her hotel suite and after that they brought her the dinner. Annelise tried to contact Pierre, to know how the race went, show his weekend was. But he wasn't answering.

"God damn it" she sighed laying on the bed. It was nearly 11pm, she shoud get ready to go to bed since the next day she will have more work to do.

But three knocks on the door stopped her night skin care routine, making her wash her face quickly and wrap the robe around her tighter.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" she exclaimed drying her face with a small towel and throwing it to the bed. "I didn't asked for more food from room service" she whispered frowning while walking to the door.

"Room service" he smiled looking down at her the moment she opened the door.

"Pierre" she gasped looking up at him, opening the door slowly.

"Hi" he smiled holding the flowers bouquet on his hand, showing it to her.

When he walked out of the plane on that big city he was lost, asking himself what was he doing there, what was he thinking. Is not that his manager asked him to go there, to see her, to make a public show to keep sponsors happy. No, he was there because he felt the need of seeing her.

And once he got inside the rented car he looked at the wheel, holding it and closing his eyes tightly.

"What the hell I was thinking?" he sighed rubbing his eyes.

He asked her manager where she was staying, and what was her schedule while he did the planning of their "dates". So he just turned the car on and drove to her hotel, looking around the street after he parked the car and got our of it. He found a flower store and smiled softly when he saw a bouquet of flowers with two white lilies on it, so he bought it, for her.

The moment he walked inside the hotel he was breathless. That place was awesome, so big and luxurious, nothing compared to one of the hotels he goes during races. This was like a palace, even the elevator was fancy. Even the door of her suite was fancy!

"Room service" he smiled hiding tightly the flowers on his chest, looking down at her when she opened the door.

God, he missed her.

"Hi" he smiled giving her the flowers once she opened fully the door, letting him walk in.

"I... What? Why!" she just gasped, not understanding why he's there.

"I mean, Monza was yesterday and I have a break of three weeks" he smiled turning around to look at her, how she was smelling the flowers before putting them on fresh water. "And I didn't have nothing better to do"

She looked at him with big eyes that wanted to close slowly beause of the tiredness. Then her eyes opened wide gaping, remembering that she's only wearing underwear under the robe.

"Turn around!" she exclaimed asking frown and tilt his head curious.

"Not even a welcome hug?" he chuckled looking at her.

"I'm only wearing underwear under this" she groaned hiding her light red face with her hands.

"Come on, underwear is like a bikini and I already saw you on that" he smirked winking at her, taking some steps to close the distance between them.

She looked at him, not taking steps back, letting him get closer. She missed him, his arms, his lips, his hugs and his kisses. Two weeks apart was too much, and she finds it ridiculous to admit that she missed him.

"You won't say nothing?" Pierre whispered looking down at her, holding her hands.

"What do you want me to say?" she whispered back, looking deep into his eyes, interwining her fingers on his.

"That you missed me as much as I missed you" he whispered leaning on her, his breath hitting her lips.

"I missed you" she whispered wrapping her arms on his neck, pulling himcloser to him.

And right in the moment his hands went to her lower back, pulling her closer to him and kiss her lips, she received a phone call.

"Sorry" she blushed walking to the bathroom and grab her phone.

She talked with who he supposed it was her manager, or her dressing artist. Something like that.

"Pierre, you have this week free?" she asked him looking back at him.

"Yeah, I planned some things-" he started to say but she interrupted him with a smile.

"Let's go to the Fashion Week together" she smiled walking towards him and finally kissing him.

Never in his life he expected to be dressed on fancy clothes, walking through a red carpet next to someone famous and posing for photographers.

The first time that happened was a month ago, on the House Of The Dragon premier in Amsterdam with Annelise. And now, the second time, is on the Fashion Week with her, holding her waist close to him while they posed with a matching outfit courtesy of Ralph Lauren. Saying that she looks beautiful is not enough.

She explained what he had to do, who he had to pose to. And the most important thing: what he had to do on a runaway. The easiest thing was sitting next to her, holding her hand on her lap, feeling how her touch calmed him.

"How are you feeling?" she asked him leaning on his shoulder, running softly her free hand on his arm, looking up at him.

She's just so natural that it makes his heart explode of all the sweet gestures she makes.

"It's so different than what I thought" he chuckled looking at her, kissing her temple.

Stay quiet, look the models and applause when the designer came at the end of the show. That's the most important thing to do.

"Oh, Pierre I want you to meet someone" she smiled holding his hand, walking to a couple that was standing some seats away and that stood up after the show finished. "Bru! Hey!"

Pierre looked a the couple, recognizing them. Anna and Bru, the girl that was famous on TikTok because of her orders on Starbucks.

"Anne!" Anna giggled walking towards her giggling. "Hi! Oh god you look stunning!"

"Just like you" she smiled. "Guys, I want you to meet Pierre, my boyfriend".

Hearing her say that made his heart burn. Hearing her say he's her boyfriend.

The two couples talked while walking away of the show room. He started to feel comfortable talking with them, making a small group on the drinks room where they talked about things.

After some shows, Pierre and Annelise were going back to the hotel on a private car, sitting on the backseats. She was happy, a permanent smile on her lips while he held her hand rubbing her knuckles. Tonight she feels like his real girlfriend. And doesn't want that feeling to end.

Last night Pierre slept on the couch, because they were too awkward to share a bed. But tonight she wants him with her, on the same bed.

"Pierre" she called him when she saw him walk to the livingroom of the suite. "Sleep with me".

He turned around looking how she stood on the door of the bedroom, and his lips turned on a smile while he walked towards her, not waisting a second to kiss her and pick her up.

"I wanted to do that for so long" he whispered on her lips, walking to the bed and placing her back on it.

He looked up at her, making sure he had her permission. With a small nod she gave him he smiled, taking off the robe and gasping when he didn't found anything. Not even underwear.

"God, so beautiful" he moaned kissing her skin, inch my inch, adoring her all night.

He touched her tenderly, slowly, sweetly. Wanting to memorize her body, every curve, every small scar or beauty mark. He moved slowly, making sure she was satisfied and reached her climax at the same time as him.

"Don't leave me" she whispered once they finished, catching their breath and skin covered in sweat.

"I won't" he said looking at her, wrapping his arms around her body and pulling her close to him.

He won't leave. Yet. He has some more months to love her.

VENICE.

When she got the notification that she wasn't invited to the press conference she knew that the upcoming days will be harder than the she thought.

"What the fuck?!" she exclaimed opening her mail, reading it again and again.

"What? What happened?" Pierre frowned walking to the livingroom of the hotel, laying on her couch looking at her sitting on the chair.

"That freaking.... Uhg! She just banned me from the press conference" she groaned giving him her laptop and showing the mail. "Which is completely stupid, because well... I'm the main along side with Harry"

Pierre read the mail and sighed, closing his eyes, when he saw that, indeed, she wasn't on the schedule.

"Well, maybe you have to go to surprise them?" he smiled weakly, trying to comfort her. "Let's go there, okay?"

She looked at him, with a frown on her eyes trying to understand what he was saying. Go there? To receive hate? To see the director's face with a disgusted look?

"We'll go there, we will pose on the making carpet, you'll do all the interviews needed" he said with a smile. "And if they ask you why you are not on the press conference... Well, you'll have to say the truth"

"Why would? To get more hate?" she sighed.

"To let the people know the truth, Lis... To let them see that the rumours are something she made" Pierre said looking at her. "We will go and show them that none of her rumours are true, hm?"

They arrived to Italy some days ago, on their own bubble. Everything was perfect, their bond started to get stronger and stronger, making both of them be together all day.

She looked at him and sighed, getting up from the chair and laying on top of him, smiling when he wrapped his arms around her immediately.

"It's tomorrow, Pierre" she sighed. "Tomorrow. And she just decided right now that I won't go. That I won't talk about my own role"

He sighed and nodded, understanding why she was so frustrated, because he knows what it's that. What it is working on something so hard and dedicating your everything to just be replaced in the middle of the season.

"You have nothing to lose, right?" he smiled kissing her temple. "People will see her lying, they will know the tension between you two".

Annelise told him about the problems while recording, how Olivia disappeared in the middle of the recording to spend time with Harry, making her work as the director. How they argued, even screamed in the middle of the set making her walk along of it and go to her trailer and cry her heart and madness out. She can't look at Olivia in the eyes, she hated every second of recording together.

"I just hate her" she whispered. "And... I don't want to hate the movie but I feel that it took too much from me and never gave me anything back"

Pierre sighed rubbing her back under her shirt, nodding and kissing her temple a few times while she talked.

"We'll go do this, okay?" He said playing with her hair, taking it off of her face. "Tomorrow we'll arrive soon, we'll drink an Aperol while Olivia does her press conference and then we will show up dressed up, with that amazing dress you bought back on New York and then we will shut many mouths, okay?"

She looked at him, loving hearing the word we so many times. It made her feel good, his he talked, how he cheered her up.

The next day she woke up first, looking at her side and scanning his features with her eyes. How is it possible that she's with him? How is it possible that she feels so comfortable with him in such a short time? It feels like a movie.

When he started to wake up he pulled her on top of him. They were naked, last night was funny. And she feels that the morning will be funny too.

🔞

"Good morning" she smiled kissing his neck, feeling how he started to get hard under her.

"Oh, yes" he smirked. "What a good morning"

She chuckled and kissed his lips deeply, feeling how she grew wet when his hands cupped her breasts, squeezing them and playing with her nipples, making her moan on his mouth.

"Let me hear those pretty noises again" he whispered, one of his hands going down to her hips and helping her move back and forth, feeling how his member got between her lips.

"I need you" she whisper, making the movements of her hips deeper.

"Let me grab a condom, pretty girl" he whisoered, but she shook her head.

"I'm on the pill" she said, and that sounded like music to him, making him gasp and look at her.

Pierre let her ride him, making sure she was relaxed, knowing that she was nervous about what the day will bring. He knows she just needs liberation, so he let her use him on some way.

"That's it, my beautiful girl" he whispered sitting on the bed, holding her close to him, feeling how she squeezed him. "Cum for me, dear. I'm here"

She came with a loud moan, squeezing him like the night before. But this time was stronger, he felt every inch of her making him release inside of her.

🔞

He smiled hugging her, kissing her shoulders and neck, going up to her lips. She loves her, and he just can't wait to tell her someday.

"Let's get a shower, yeah?" he smiled, helping her move and pull out of her.

The day was stressing. Just because she wasn't expected to be on the premier, she didn't had a make up artist. Annelise had to do everything by herself, but that made her feel prouder, and having Pierre by her side made her feel more confident.

They did what he promised, stopping on a cafeteria before going to the theater and drink an Aperol, where he just laughed while recording a video of her. After that they went back to the hotel to get ready for the premier.

"I swear, you look like a goddess" Pierre smiles looking down at her, posing for all the cameras that were shooting pictures of them.

"And you look like a gentleman" she smiled kissing his lips, chuckling when she pulled away and seeing that he didn't have red lipstick like last time they were on an event. "Thank you for coming with me, really. I appreciate it a lot"

"I'll go with you to the end of the world" he whisper on her ear.

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[lmskitty]

I was watching Jjk:0 this morning and having some satosugu headcanons.

(These are all just personal ideas I might make a fic out of one day but feel free to agree/disagree)

1. I think they were together romantically and broke up officially at the KFC. After this point Satoru acts as though he is dead because to him the Suguru he loves is dead, his Geto would never kill like that. Part of him doesn't want to believe it but I think when he meets him there and speaks with him he realises how far gone he is and knows he can't follow him on that part.

2. I think Geto is truly happy as he is which probably breaks Satoru even more. I think it's a case of did he change or was it always there and maybe it's both but I picture Satoru tries to focus on teaching, because he knows if he starts tracking him and paying attention to what he is doing he knows he will have to kill him.

3. Suguru's death is something Satoru knew would be at his hands he just didn't know when. I think that's why he's joking around after with the kids.

5. Suguru deffo fucks around, he gets so many opportunities why wouldn't he. He absolutely still wants Satoru more than anything though but will never change his mind about his politics. His dream fantasy is Satoru joining his side helping him "kill all the monkeys" and create his new world.

4. I don't think they see each other for those 10 years. I think as previously mentioned if Satoru saw what he was doing he would have to kill him. I think Suguru absolutely kept an eye on him though.

7. Satoru hasn't been with anyone since Suguru. He can't let anyone get that close again. I think later Nanami and him go friends with benefits way after Suguru's death but it's something purely physical and neither of them talk about their feelings. I also picture there's certain acts Satoru isn't comfortable with. Like I picture they try bondage once and the memories are too much and he has to safe word it out. Nanami is cool though he always understands so they just chill together until Satoru wants to get on top and hide his face in his neck and Nanami runs his hands up and down his back and tells him it's ok.

8. Suguru has absolutely fucked someone else and made them wear a blindfold. Like come ON. He literally told that girl he was going to call her Sato because it was better. I picture them both as Bi/pan but god Suguru is still down bad for Satoru and does try to relive their times together with whatever body has begged to worship him that particular night.

9. Satoru loves Suguru absolutely but would never join him and never forgive him. He thinks about what would have happened had he been there and pictures him by his side teaching the next generation.

10. Both of them hold onto their memories of their youth and their love for each other and the understanding that they can never get that back if they meet up now. There is no future with them both alive after all Suguru has done (and doesn't regret it). That's why they're teens again in that airport.

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[roo-bastmoon]

Just a little reminder that since coming home from a crazy amount of Jikookery in Vegas in April, we've had:

--waiting deliberately to ride home from the airport in a car together

--JK singing With You on his vlog

--Jikook giggling and holding hands in the dark at Hobi's party

--JK accepting Kookmin Are Dating and Jimin's Little Finger into his In the Seom circle even though they had fewer experience points

--JK's tattoo artist inking JM and JK on his own arm

--cute interactions at awards shows and changed lyrics for June performances

--JK's brother liking Jikook + Bam family fan art

--Jimin giggling and chasing JK over eating ramen (knowing about his gluten intolerance before it was public)

--JK flirting in the car while sucking on corn ice cream

--JK smacking the hell out of Jimin's ass and doing couples flying yoga

--Jimin coming to visit JK in the dead of night for his birthday, bringing his own cake, snapping that intimate photo, posting on WeVerse two days in a row despite the fact he was also working in the studio that whole time

--Jimin's dad posting a photo of JK's old beloved dog on his birthday

--what sounds like Jimin's giggles in the background on JK's birthday live with Jin

--what sounds like JK whispering "JIMIN!" twice during Jimin's birthday live

--JK's birthday thirst trap for Jimin--which he posted on WeVerse specifically for Jimin, having not been on that platform himself in years

--The Busan live where JK looks on adoringly while Jimin slurps noodles

--JK offering up the story of his mom making seaweed soup just for Jimin which is culturally SIGNIFICANT

--Jimin razzing the shit out of JK for "Jungkook Marry Me"

--Jimin inviting JK to feast after the Busan live

--JK saying twice that he'll join Jimin on a live soon if he has time

--JK posting their special numbers on his selfie in Qatar

--Jimin posting about how cool JK's World Cup performance was.

Now look, they've both been busy with work and travel. What raises doubts about if Jikook are still close is the fact that JK goes out (seemingly mostly alone) to so many meat restaurants. I saw one video of him joining another person outside, but it was too shaky to make out much of anything. The coat and jeans looked similar to what Jimin wore to the airport for NYC, but I can't say that with any certainty so please take that with a grain of salt.

After 10 years of having every second of his life scheduled and strict diets, GOOD FOR JK. A restaurant tour of Korea while Jimin is holed up in the studio is a lovely idea, especially since it seems he's not super into cooking for himself.

Here's where fandom gets sticky.

JK also went bowling with Tae and friends, and did a TikTok dance challenge with Taehyung, who mentioned JK frequently before Taehyung went to Paris. Seems like there were plans for them to do a gaming live similar to Jin's but time didn't allow for it.

There's also unsubstantiated rumors of them going skiing this week with other people. You know, friendship things. Positive, healthy, harmless things you do with friends when you are young. It definitely suggests closeness, but not necessarily sexy times? People made a lot of assumptions that JK came right from the airport and spent the night in a luxury villa with Taehyung, but, actually, Taehyung is friends with the owners, and JK's pants are different than what he wore at the airport, and it could have been filmed at dusk, not dawn. Maybe they just, ya know, wanted to do a cool TikTok vid since their versions weren't included on the official choreo version Hobi posted.

What worries some folks is that there's no evidence of Jikook even doing friendship things since Vegas. Which, again, PJM1 is consuming Jimin's time... Plus also remember that whole traumatizing few months of mail tampering, doxxing, scandal in the press overshadowing Jimin's unpromoted OST, governmental manipulation over the Expo, stocks tanking, and military enlistment, plus rampant hate online and sometimes even death threats?

Those are all really good reasons to not share one's personal life or hint at a closeted homosexual relationship. Even under the cover of friendship and group outings, Jimin just may be sick of the scrutiny. He's not been going out with ANYONE.

And yes, it's fair to say that Jikook normally are always together and never really hid that before. I mean, there is an ENTIRE POP UP MUSEUM DEDICATED TO ALL THEIR INTERACTIONS. No other members have anything like it.

But 2022 is unlike any other year they've had before either.

Also something to think about: Jimin once recently mentioned that he and Taehyung Facetime each other practically every day. (It was during the live when he shared that Taehyung was the one who inspired Jimin's moon tattoos based on fan art he showed Jimin.) Think about that Vmin hug on the Busan stage--it was a chef's kiss. Just this week, Jimin insisted on a selca with Tae and Jin on his own phone.

We can assume their friendship is rock solid, but we rarely see much evidence of them interacting in their off time. In fact I cannot think of the last time Jimin and Taehyung hung out in person when not for a work thing. I can't imagine they are faking affection or bed hoping with JK. I don't require proof of them doing things together to think their friendship is real.

Maybe we could do the same for Jikook? Even if they don't post a selca this year? Yeah, it's a bummer, but it's not divorce papers, y'all.

Can I say for sure Jikook dated / are still dating? NO. I can't say that about any point in their relationship, actually. But I keep reminding myself to be patient, wait things out, because more always comes out.

There's all these little things, like JK knowing that Jimin won't be drinking champagne, but having no idea that Taehyung had given up alcohol for two months.

Clues always come out eventually.

I'll be so curious to see what happens after PJM1 drops. Will Jimin do very little promo, like with his OST? Will there be multiple videos, with choreo? Will his members be silent about this work too? Will he have more free time and thus poke his head up more? Or will he continue to be a lil ninja? I dunno. I'll be supporting him no matter what.

And even if his members don't publicly hype him up, I won't just assume that means they are jealous or don't care about him. Like Jin said: "Post, it's good. No post, it's still good." Will I be a bit unnerved? Honestly, yeah. But Jimin knows Jimin's situation best.

The honest truth is this: none of us KNOW what's going on with any of the members' relationships except the members. And that's how it should be because that's their business. They only owe us good music and dance performances. The rest is icing on the cake.

It's totally okay if you believe this is just one of those dry spells Jikook has over the years. It's valid if you think they broke up and are just being good friends and coworkers at a distance. If your gut is telling you Taekook is now real, I can't say I agree with you, but I'll never come into your spaces and argue with you.

It's up to you to seek out reliable sources of info and then make your own judgement call, if you feel if you have enough data. This isn't a cult. You are not required to "keep the faith" about anything.

Two months ago, Jikook were Jikooking like always. Now Jimin is quiet (except to tell us to keep warm and not get sick, bless his heart). And Jungkook and Taehyung are showing us they hang out (as they have done in the past--restaurants, gaming, trips with Wooga--though perhaps now they are doing it a bit more than when they all had an OT7 schedule).

And so the silence from Jikook and the hanging out from Taekook has the cult all whipped up and Jikookers feeling unsettled. I get it. It's normal to feel your feels. But also be sure to math your math.

Me? I honestly have no clue what's going on. I still feel like we're seeing so little of the full picture, it would be wise to withhold judgement quite yet. I tell myself: Be patient. Trust the members. There are things they can't tell us, but if we trust their words, that would be good.

In the meantime, please stream and vote and buy albums. That's our main job as Army, regardless of ship or bias. Soon all our boys will be serving, and the drought will be very very real. So let's try to celebrate, smile, and laugh about what we still can, okay? I think they'd want us to focus on that.

#jikook

[aphrodite1288]

You said they go out often to eat but ka* hasn’t been updating on Instagram and no one has spotted him we all been waiting for updates about him but we haven’t gotten anything other than him attending shines concert so how do they go out often and fans don’t catch them?

Kindly read my previous Q&A about Kadi always traveling to Japan.

Dear idols always hangout and date and even travel with their lovers in airports without anyone noticing.

Did u know that Suho left for the US? Did we get any previews in the airport that he left to New York? Back in 2019 he traveled 4 times to Hawaii no one knew.

Did u know Ksoo left for Hawaii?? We knew when he arrived there and was seen by a fan. And even when he came back fans almost didn't notice him if Jennie wasn't there with him in the airport or smtg I don't remember really well tho.

Didn't Chansoo travel to Japan 4 times back in 2019 before Ksoo left for Army when he was still in Beef with SM and Ji and was rumored to leave the band back in March 13th.?? No we didn't know until they were back.

Did we notice Jongin traveling to Cebu Philippines until he arrived and he came back to korea and no one knew.

Jongin again traveled to pass his vacation in Korea with his gang also they all went to Philippines with Zico and Seungkwan from wanna one and Timoteo and the rest, did we even get any airport previews?? Nope.

Je nnie and V went to Paris together. No one knew no one caught them in airport.

Didn't Jongin come out from an official schedule just recently and no one recognized him because he was all covered up?

Didn't Baekhyun mentioned back in 2019 he met Ksoo by accident in Japan ? They didn't even know they traveled to Japan until they met let alone us?? We didn't know.

And many many more cases I'm too tired to express

Again read my Q&A about Kadi in Japan scroll down few posts you'll see it and read to understand why they don't get caught.

Idols can be ninjas if they want.

#kaisoo #kadi #kaisoo love #dika #kaisoo analysis