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shirophantomvox · 3 years

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Random date night with Illumi, Hisoka, and Chrollo

Hello, anon! Ask and you shall receive! This prompt is very interesting and I will try to keep it in character as much as possible. To sum this up, Hisoka would take you to an ice cream shop, a carnival, or apple orchard while Illumi would rather go to an art or historical museum. Chrollo would persuade you to attend a book reading/author signing or go hiking. Depending on who you are and what your ideal date is, I’m sure you’d find them all fun. Going to a carnival or apple orchard is my go-to since I’ve barely been because they’re all in the suburbs. These headcanons are explained much more than the others. That is why Chrollo and Illumi seem to be short, but they’re not. Also, I can’t wait for Halloween because these headcanons are going to be amazing. I am extremely sorry if there are grammar errors! Taking classes on Zoom is frustrating and now my brain has to relearn everything that I lost in 3 months! Before we get started, I have a few announcements.

This post is more laid back than my other headcanons because I tried to keep it as canon as possible.

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I will be stepping back a little more than before. I’ll still be logged in and re-blogging but as far as writing posts like this...it may only be once or twice a week. You see, I’m in college and I’m struggling financially and I have to work on scholarships. If you all send me an ask, be patient.

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Now, let’s get into the post.

Let's start with Illumi first.

Headcanon 1: Illumi has a secret admiration for different types of art but he specifically enjoys pop art and surrealism. He has commented on how surrealism makes his brain twist and his feelings swirl as he tries to figure out the piece and what inspires it.

He prefers not to participate in tours as he likes to digest the art at his own pace.

Headcanon 2: In his spare time, he paints on a canvas. His art style consists of both surrealism and abstract art. For a person with a dark personality, his compositions always contain bright colors and abstract techniques that leave you wondering about his TRUE personality. He is truly a good man with a bright personality but after being abused for so long, those behaviors/personalities have been shoved so far down his throat that they may not come back up.

He has a bad habit of asking you what you thought about every single piece of art you passed. The conversations were great but this is a date after all. The playful conversation slowly turns into a lecture about art. Although you loved your bf’s dictionary-like brain it also drained your energy.

One of his favorite artists is Vincent Van Gough. Although he favors surrealism, Van Gogh’s art style was mind-blowing to him. So amazed that he buys several Van Gogh t-shirts from the gift shop.

His favorite piece created by Van Gough is “Starry Night”.

He notices that you are becoming bored and decides that it is time for MORE excitement, one that you are certain to enjoy.

“Where are we going,” you ask, pretending to be interested.

“Down to the basement. We are going to have a bite to eat.”

Since Illumi rarely smiled, when he did smile it drove you wild. The anticipation of what his next move was going to be is what drove that wildness. Being a bounty hunter was thrilling already but dating a smart, badass assassin was totally out of your league but it worked out.

Headcanon 3: Illumi’s idea of being romantic is dramatically different from yours. He believes just spending time with you on the couch was enough. He is correct; but if you have the time and funds, your time together should be a little spontaneous. You insisted on dates outside of the house because his family will not stay out of your business.

“Illumi, I am too hungry for more trivia.”

He chuckles. “Don’t worry. So am I. That is why I’ve decided to take you to a wine and cheese party.”

Huh? Wine and Cheese at 3PM? That’s ok. When was there a time limit on when you can drink alcohol?

Illumi has indirectly attended parties as such when he was 15 years old. He never drank, but he watched as his mother’s friends (surprisingly) talked about business and their children. This time, you weren’t going to talk about business for once. Instead, you two were going to actually talk about what couples discuss.

Headcanon 4: When introduced to alcohol for the first time, Illumi immediately stated how he hated brown liquor. That includes Hennessy, Jack Daniels, etc. It makes him sick to his stomach. He prefers to drink Smirnoff mixed with fruity drinks like strawberry or pineapple.

He loves it when you make these drinks for him on a summer day.

Hence the title wine and cheese, you both go to a stand-up table, place your brochures down, and actually have a wonderful conversation not involving work or hunting.

Illumi smiled a few times, more than usual. Whenever he appears to be softer even around you, that is because he has mellowed out and doesn't have the overbearing weight of his family on his shoulders. You set him free.

Hisoka

According to a one-shot that another manga artist created, they expressed that Hisoka was found on the side of the road, was taken in by someone that worked at a local circus, and learned Nen in a matter of days. Hisoka’s clown look and having the skills of a magician proves that this has to be canon in some way.

Headcanon 1: Given this potential backstory, going to a carnival is his go-to every summer. He wants to take you to a circus but saves that for you as an engagement gift.

Everyone with a heart knows that whether or not you’re in a relationship or not the carnival is fun as hell! Expensive fried food, elephant ears, funnel cake, ICEE’s, rides, and stuffed animals are to die for!

Being at a carnival relaxes him so his bloodlust isn’t activated unless someone bumps into him and causes a scene.

Headcanon 2: PDA is something that Hisoka does well; he doesn’t overdo it but does it enough where people get the impression that you are a couple and aren’t “best friends”.

While completing a mission depending on how rough it may be, he insists that you tag along to see how he handles the situation. You’ve already seen his ruthlessness from Hunter’s exam but he insists.

His sense of pride gets the best of him sometimes. Sometimes his head is so big that it reminds you of a large birthday balloon.

Headcanon 3: ANYWAY, given his nature, he is very adventurous, dangerous, and courageous. If he wants to go on the Demon Drop, he’ll do it and you DO not have a choice in the matter. He’ll tease or guilt trip you into doing something that you would not like to do.

“Well, you wouldn’t want me to cling on to someone else, would you?”

“No. Of course not,” you reply.

“Let’s go then, scaredy-cat.”

As a hunter, you’ve seen worse. Why are you so afraid to go on a ride?

Headcanon 4: At apple orchards, cornfield mazes are one of his favorites. You cannot for the life of you figure out how to get out but he can. He grabs a scarecrow and scares you from behind. That annoys you but is nothing compared to later on that night.

Oh. My. God. It’s haunted house time!

“Hisoka, I’m not going in!”

“Why not? I’ll protect you.”

“Because they’re monsters and I already have to deal with one.”

It took him a second to catch on that you were talking about him.

“That’s going to bite you in the butt, kitten.”

Headcanon 5: Like Killua, Hisoka has a sweet tooth. Don’t allow his buff appearance to fool you!

He LOVES caramel apples, elephant ears, funnel cake, freshly squeezed lemonade, fudge, and cotton candy. How can this man manage to stay in shape? The world may never know.

Headcanon 6: He isn’t one to play by other people’s rules but he sets his own rules with your relationship that you both must obey. One of those rules says that neither of you can be on your phones while together.

Headcanon 7: Hisoka insists that you both wear either matching pants or matching shirts to avoid unnecessary flirtation.

He isn’t jealous but on “us time”, he doesn’t want to lose a single second.

Headcanon 8: Hisoka only jumps in when necessary. Given that you’ve passed the hunter’s exam and work as a bodyguard, he knows you can handle your business. If the person can’t take a hint, then he steps in. They almost back up immediately considering Hisoka is towering over them.

When the moon shines, you both go to the car and off to sleep in your comfy king-sized bed.

Chrollo

We all know that Chrollo loves to read! What does he specifically like to read? What Genre? Does he like to read alone or with other people?

Although Chrollo is a thief and must be hidden in the shadows, the authorities have called off the search for him for at least 3 years. Slowly but surely, he begins to find himself in the outside world again.

Chrollo once discussed a book with the Phantom Troupe when they were being transported to another place for a mission. He read “Tears of a Tiger” by Sharon M. Draper.

The reading sessions are opened with an affirmation and a reason to be thankful to be alive. He says he is thankful for the troupe, glances at you, and smiles. No one catches on to that sly face except for Phinks.

Headcanon 1: Chrollo is very silent and shy to an extent. He only associates with people he knows and trusts. You are the social butterfly at this moment.

Chrollo tags along behind you like a shy child, holding your hand while you stick out your free hand to greet everyone.

Today, the book club was going to read “Divergent”.

Headcanon 2: Although he loves to read, he hates it when others read out loud. Most people are drably read and it annoys him. After a while, he takes over. Chrollo was tense the first 30 minutes of the meeting because two cops were there but neither of them noticed it was him.

Headcanon 3: Chrollo often acts the part of the character that he is reading in the book. His tone, attitude, and emphasis on certain words keep the group engaged. He is complimented on his acting!

“Good Job, honey,” you whisper.

He responds by tightly squeezing your hand.

His tone was so impressive that the host insisted that he read for the entire night. He was ok with that because in between reads he was often distracted by a lovely pair of jeans and shoes you had on. You were into writing, so hearing others read and act out the characters helped.

Headcanon 4: In some settings, Chrollo is very braggadocious. He insisted that the group read one of your stories so you could be provided with feedback.

“We’d be delighted to view your story, y/n!”

“It will be fun!”

The book club wasn’t a stereotypical club that only consisted of soccer moms but instead consisted of men and women who were involved with a business, law enforcement, health, etc. This was an open space for everyone to relax and forget about their demanding jobs.

After the meeting, the group went to dinner at a nearby pizzeria. You all enjoyed large pizzas, beer, salads, and dessert. How could your stomach (or anyone’s stomach) hold that much?

Chrollo laughed so much that it made you question if he was your actual boyfriend or not. He even engaged in conversations with the two off-duty cops! For once, you helped Chrollo experience the greater things in life; true love, friendship, and happiness.

“Thank you,” he whispered and slyly placed a kiss on your hand. “For everything.”

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tokyoimagines · 3 years

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✧ I’ll Always Take Care Of You ✧

❀ Summary: Megumi was hurt on his last mission so you took it in your own hands to take care of him!

❀ A/N: If I mix up the names I’m sorry, I watched Jujutsu Kaisen in three different languages and the names get mixed up a lot. I’m not a native English speaker speaker so there will be mistakes (feel free to correct me)

❀ Pairings: Megumi x Reader

❀ Warnings: Grammar Error / Fluff / Blood / Bad Language

❀ Published: 11.02.2021

❀ Words: 1.742

You couldn't believe it.

Megumi just came back from a mission that Gojo gave him a few days ago but he won’t let you allow see him. He came back a few hours ago and went straight to his room, not even looking you in the eyes. You just wanted to know if he was fine but he kept blocking every social interaction.

All you knew was that the mission included a grade 1 curse while Megumi was a grade 2 sorcerer so this shit didn’t even make sense. You were really worried, not knowing what happened.

“Megumi? Can I please come in?” it’s the fifth time now that you are were standing in front of his closed door. Shifting on your feet you waited quietly until you heard his stern voice replying. “No you can’t. Now please leave me alone.” Wow that hurt. A frustrated sigh leaving your mouth. Your best friend could be so stubborn its incredible.

Deciding if you should go to your room or just try again you saw Yuuji approaching you. “Yo!” he waved at you “He won’t let you in either?”

“No, I don’t know whats going on with him. So you also tried to talk too him?” you sigh, putting a strand of hair behind your ear. Looking at Yuuji you noticed that he also seemed kind of worried. You remember how happy he was when you first met him, this boy has definitely changed a lot.

“Well he told me to fuck off.” he said laughing. “HE SAID WHAT?”

Yuuji let out a loud laugh. “I guess he’s just really exhausted, we should give him a break and try again later” Thinking about what he just said you bit your lip. Maybe he was right and Megumi was just really tired. We’re probably just annoying him right now.

“You’re probably right. If he was really hurt he would have went to Shoko. I’ll look after him again in the evening.” you said in a monotone voice.

After the sun began to set you found yourself in the kitchen, brewing some soup. “If he won’t let me in this time I’ll pour this shit over his head!” you mumbled while stirring the soup. Grabbing a bowl of the freshly made soup you made your way to Megumis room again. Hesitantly you knocked on the door again. “Megumi? I made you some food. I haven’t seen you the whole day, you must be hungry…” You waited nervously, biting your lip.

What if I just woke him up? Oh shit this punk will kill me.

“Leave the food in front of the door, I’ll get it later.”

Wait? Is this idiot serious right now?

You couldn't remember the last time you were this angry at your best friend because this shit just reached a whole different level. “You know what? I give a shit if you don’t want anyone to see you. Get the fuck ready because I’m coming in now”

“Y/N I dare y-” You stepped into his room, making his words die on his lips. He was laying in his bed while holding an ice pack to his lips.

Walking over to his bed and putting the soup on his nightstand you could make out some bloody tissue papers in his trash bin.

Now inspectating his face more closely you were able to see a big cut over his eyebrow and a dark purple eye. Now grabbing his wrist and pulling his hand with the ice pack away from his face, revealing a bruised lips.

“You could have just told me you were hurt.” you pressed out quietly. “You should go to Shoko”

“It’s really not that bad” he mumbled, pressing the ice against his lip again.

“That bloody shit in your trash says otherwise.” you pointed at his trash bin. “I’ll be right back, just don’t run away.”

“Where do you think I would be going looking like th-” again he was cut off by you leaving his room.

A few seconds later you came back bursting into his room again, in your hand a little package.

“Okay I guess I’ve got everything I need. Can you sit up? And put that damn ice to the side.”

Megumi put the ice on his nightstand and sat himself on the edge of his bed looking around his room. He looked everywhere but definitely not at you. After you positioned yourself in front of him you grabbed his chin softly, not wanting to hurt him any further.

“You look like shit” you said while getting out the bandages and the alcohol.

“Yeah Sherlock you don’t say” you chuckled at his stupid remark.

Putting some alcohol on a cotton wrap you padded it on the cut over his eyebrow. This angle gave you a chance to have a better look at his eyes. They were so dark, almost like obsidian. They were so deep, you almost got lost into them but Megumis hissing made you snap back. Ah right, the alcohol.

“I’m sorry, does it hurt that bad?”

“No, its fine. Just hurry please” You nodded, putting the cotton wrap away and grabbing a big band aid to put it over the cut. “This should stop the blending for now.”

“Turn your head a little bit, I need to see how badly your lips look.”

He turned his head to the side. His lips where mostly bruised but you could make out a little cut.

I can’t really patch that up but I can at least disinfect it.

Grabbing your alcohol and cotton again, you began to press it on his lips.

“Sorry this must hurt a lot”

Megumi kept quiet and just looked at you. His stare made you nervous.

Damn this boy and his beautiful eyes.

“I guess that’s all I can do for now. Do you have any more cuts or bruises I should take a look at?”

you immediately regretted your question.

“I actually got some more wounds, but I guess I can take care of them myself, it’s fine.” Oh no. If I do my job I do it correctly.

“Can you at least show them to me so I can see how bad they are. They should not get infected, you know right?”

Megumi let out a loud sight. He grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head. Damn it, I wasn’t expecting it to be on his rips. I thought they were on his arms or some shit like that. So this was the reason why he had troubles getting up. Makes sense now.

You immediately became flustered by the pure sight of his upper body. Luckily Megumi was busy trying to not look you in the eyes.

I have to touch him. Oh please no.

You quietly did your job of disinfecting and cleaning up his wounds. His skin was pale and cold to your touch. Your eyes staring right at his upper body, not daring to look him in the eyes for just one second. Megumi was just as nervous as you were but after some minutes of acting like all of this didn’t happen, he was able to look at you cleaning his wounds. How careful you were to not hurt him.

“Y/N?” he spoke softly. You instinctively looked up, becoming even more red.

“Thank you for doing this.” he said, still staring into your eyes.

You hectically looked away, fixing your eyes on his almost patched up wounds again.

“You don’t have to thank me for that. I’ll always take care of you. No matter what.”

After you finished patching Megumi up, you packed your things together, strands of hair falling in your face. Megumi pulled his shirt over his head, being fully clothed again. The situation was awkward and even tho you really like Megumi, you wanted to get out of it.

“Guess my job is done here. Text me if you need something and I’ll come over. And eat your soup!” you said smiling at him, pointing at the soup that was still on his nightstand.

You were about to turn around, when Megumi spoke up.

“You know you could just stay here, then I don’t have to text you if I need something” he mumbled while scratching the back of his neck, not even looking you in the eyes.

You heart hammered so loud, you were scarred he would be able to hear it.

Was he serious? He wants me to stay with him over the night. This boy is joking right?

“Are your sure? Like… you want me here to stay?” you mumbled. Not really knowing what to say. You’ve gotten so nervous it’s getting ridiculous.

“Only if you want to, I thought that would be the better option” he shifted around, not knowing if what he said was wrong.

“Yeah, yeah. I guess that would be better.” you agreed by rapidly nodding, almost stumbling over your own words.

This was everything Megumi needed to hear. He lifted his blanked up to signalize you to get your ass into his bed.

Hesitantly you crawled into the bed, now laying next to him.

Megumi was laying on his back. You turned around to face him. “Can I….. you know. Can I maybe lay my hand there?” pointing at his stomach. You felt ashamed for asking to literally cuddle him, but you just couldn't help it.

Everyone can sleep better when they cuddle something, right?

Megumi looked at you, surprised that you even asked him that. “If it helps you sleep, sure.”

You slowly slit your hands up his stomach and rested it right under the wound you just patched up before. Curling into his side you breathed his scent in. He smelled so incredibly good, it gave you butterfly's in your belly.

“Am I not hurting you?” you asked, referring to the position you hand was in.

“You could never. Now go to sleep, you had a troublesome day with me acting like a completely asshole.” he chuckled, patting your head once, letting his hand rest on your back.

“I guess your right.” was all you where able to say, before slowly drifting off into a deep sleep.

Megumi watched you a bit longer, questioning how you both ended up like this. He always had liked you since he first laid his eyes on you. Seeing your sleeping form curled into him, made him realize how much he cared for you.

A/N

I hope you liked this imagine. If you know things I could do better, feel free to DM me. I always want to improve myself and my writing.

Have a nice day! ♡

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millytempesta · 3 years

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Mine and only.

Chapter 2, chapter 3.

Paring: Bokuto Koutarou X reader

Rating: fluff.

Summary: After another date went horribly wrong, all that (y/n) wished for was for the only man in her life that ever understand her, to become a human.Little did she knows that her pet owl wished for the same thing, and that magically their dream became true.

Warnings: This story will contai SMUT.

A/n: I realized that this chapter is a little rushed, it’s the first time I’m writing somethin, sorry. Also I'm already sorry for all the spell and grammar error, english is not my first language.

Tapping sound is all that can be heard around the office.

Tap tap tap…“Ugh…” a groan can be heard from one of the desks.“My head is killing me…” (e/c) eyes scan the office, almost empty at this hour of the day.The clock shows 8.45 pm ‘Only 15 more minutes left and I’ll finally be able to go back home’. Her eyes land back on her desk, where a small frame is situated. Her small hand takes hold of it, studying the picture inside of it. A dreamy smile appeared on her pink lips. ‘My Bo, he must be worried I’m this late… I need to finish this quickly!’. With a look of determination the (h/c) haired girl turned back to her computer and started typing again.

‘For my Bo!’

“And.... Done!”, with a satisfied nod, she turns off the computer, ready to finally head back home. ‘I should stop by the store to buy some of Bo’s favourite food as a sorry, and maybe some more wine for the weekend’ she thinks happily, moving to the elevator, but before she could even get near it a squeaky voice calls her name. "(Y/n)! (Y/n)! Wait, I need to tell you something!!!” The blond girl jogged to her with a huge smile on her face. With a sigh, the (h/c) haired girl turned to face her, already knowing what was going to come. “You are not going home, are you?”

“… Yes…?” A whine escapes from the younger girl in front of her. “But it’s Friday night, we don’t have work tomorrow and the day after! Come to have a drink with me and my friends, you’ll have more fun!” With an apologetical smile, she answered “I’m sorry Ichika-chan, but I’m too tired today… Maybe the next time okay?”

But was only met with a disappointed look “You always say so, but never come… You know, in my group of friends there are a lot of hotties, I bet you’ll find someone of your likening”. “I’m not-” the blond girl waved her off “Yeah yeah, you are interested in dating at the moment, because you all heart belongs to Bo… Yeah same story every time, when will you change your mind? You are already 25, you won’t be young forever you know? It’s now that you need to experiment, to truly live your life. Not passing all your time playing the housewife, you can do that once you’ll have your kids.” Green eyes lock on (e/c), searching for something that apparently she did not find, since a defeated sigh escapes from her lips. “Look, I don’t like to nag you every time, I am just worried about you… Since that guy accident happened you stopped going out, closing yourself in your apartment with Bo… You know I like him, but I miss my friend, and I want too some time to spend with her, getting drunk, doing stupid things and talking about sex experience of the night before”. Guilt starts expanding in the older girl for making her friend worry so much and making her feel left alone.

(Y/n) didn’t have many friends, they all stubbed her in the back. Ichika was the only constant in her life, way before she met Bo. She knew about this point that all the little girl said was only for the best, that’s why she always found it almost impossible saying no to her. With a sigh she locks eyes with her “I promise you I’ll come tomorrow night out okay?”. A huge grin spreaded on Ichika’s face, happy that her friend decided to spend some quality time together. “Hey I’m counting on it, I’ll tell the guys too. We are gonna have so much fun tomorrow!!”. With a last hug and excited exchange of location and time, the two went their separate ways back home.

After stopping by the shop, (Y/n) finally arrived home. Opening the door she announced herself “Booo, I’m hoome”. A loud flap sound can be heard before a big gray and black mass of feathers appeared from the bedroom door. “CRIP”. A big horned owl made his way towards the girl, who is waiting for him with her arms wide open. Yes, the guy who is stuck on her head 24/7 is none other than her lively and cuddly pet owl.(Y/n) and Bo met 1 years ago, during her morning jog in the park, where she heard his screaming. A dog had one of his wings in his mouth, shaking the poor bird from side to side. She couldn’t leave him there, so she runned to him and scared the dog away. Turning back, she felt like an electric shock runned through her, when yellow eyes met her (e/c) ones. It was like in that moment, a bond formed between the two, proved when the injured animal itself moved closer to her, letting the girl lift him in her warm embrace. It was only natural for her to take the pet in her home, taking care of his healing and loving him beyond any other relationship that she ever had. In exchange, the horned owl, once healed, didn’t once leave her side, always waiting for her to come back home, and going out hunting for treasure to show her on her return.

“Hi big boy! I missed you so much!” she says sweetly, stroking the bird’s head who is resting on her chest. With an annoyed tone, the owl looked at her “HOOT!” Trying to calm the bird stroking under his chin,“I know, I’m late… I’m sorry, I had lots of work to do” she tried to explain. But that seemed to don’t convince him, as he took a step back and opened his wings to her “Hoot hoot!” showing how he was not happy about it. Fidgeting with her hands, the girl looked at the owl through her lashes, and with her best pout she continued “But I bought you your favorite for tonight… Will you forgive me?”. At that the howl started jumping happily “Hooooooot!!”

A giggle escapes her at the cute image of her happy pet. Moving to the kitchen, she started unpacking the groceries, taking out the rabbit for her pet, and the vegetables to prepare her pasta. After some cooking, she placed their food on their plates and moved to the sofa, where her olw was waiting for her. “HoooOOooT!” he started jumping as soon as he saw her with the food. Giggling she sat on the floor, placing his plate next to her “Calm down, or you’ll spill it everywhere!”. Ignoring her warning, he started devouring the food, sending bits of it everywhere. Shaking her head she turned and started eating her food “At least I know you like it, cooking for you always brings me so much satisfaction”. In response she received a purred like “hoooot”, emphasizing her point.

After they both finished she sat on the sofa, bird laying on her tummy, watching some action movie on the tv, Bo’s favourite.

When the scene with the main character kissing came, a sigh escaped the girl’s lips. “Hoot?” a curious sound came from the big feathers-like-tummy-warmer. Without looking at him she started talking “You know… I miss it…”. Looking down at the confused yellow eyes she continued “I miss being kissed, touched… I miss being in love, being for once the one pampered” Turning back to the screen, another sigh escapes her “I’m going out tomorrow night, I might pass the night out if I’ll find someone…”.

“CRIP” Suddenly the bird stood up and flapped his wings. “Hey I’m coming back in the morning okay? And we’ll have a cuddle day together-” The bird interrupted her flying away in the bedroom “Booo, please, it’s only tomorrow night” no response. After some seconds, worried, she made her way in the room, but found it empty. It’s not the first time the bird went out, so she tried brushing it off and decided to go to sleep, knowing he would be back and cuddling next to her. But after one hour of waiting under the covers, alone, she started panicking.

Bo always came back during night time, never letting her sleep alone. Moving to the window, relief washed on her, seeing her pet sitting on the big tree in their garden. She could swear she saw her bird in an emo-like mode, pouting at her when their eyes met. “Bo… What are you doing there? C’mon, get inside” she said using her sweet voice. The owl seemed conflicted if giving up on his sulking state, but apparently deciding she didn’t deserve his time that night, he turned his back to her. “Bo… I can’t sleep without you… Please… I need you next to me…” at that his ears perked up and, rotating his head of 180°, he looked back at her. Smiling, knowing she already won, she finally said “You are the cutest bird, and best horned owl I ever saw, and I loooOOOoove you!! Can you now come and cuddle on the bed?”. Pumping his chest out -provoking her to roll her eyes- he quickly made his way on the bet, jumping in a way that meant for her to get into bed with him. “I’m coming, I’m coming” she said giggling. Cuddling near the soft feathers, her eyes became heavier. With a yawn she gave her the good night and before falling into the land of dreamland, a whispered “I love you Bo” made his way out of her.

This night couldn’t go worse.

She knew that going out was going to be a total mess. She knew she had to stay at home with Bo, watching some action film and eating meat all day.

But no… She decided to go out…

And now she found herself having to kick out the guy she met that night, who was screaming like a mad man at her, saying the worst offences she ever heard, in complete contrast with the world he was telling her when he was trying to get in her pants, because he tried to hurt her pet. On his defense Bo tried to attack him, having seen him as an intruder on his territory and a threat for her owner, probably not understanding the moans that escaped her while he pushed her against the wall. But she couldn’t find in her to be worried about the man, who risked his eye probably, when he tried to grab Bo’s wings as a defence from his claws. All she could see was her lovely pet, risking to be seriously harmed from a stupid madman. And now she found herself with a sulking owl and a man screaming at her door at 1 in the morning. She’ll have to deal with all the noise complaints tomorrow. “I’m sorry… I should have known better to take a stranger in the house”. No response from the bird, who was now under the small table, back turned to her. “I put you in danger, when I promised you no harm would have come to you in my presence” Her voice started shaking. Still no response. A tear fell from her eyes “I am so sorry Bo” a sob escaped her. Closing her eyes, she let herself cry, knowing how much she fuked up, and that maybe her pet would never trust her again. A soft and warm wing spread across her back, followed by a softer head nugging at her harm. “Hoot…” he sounded so fragile. She turned and looked back at him “I am sorry Bo, it won’t happen again”. The owl nugged his head under her arm, making her space for him to cuddle her side. “Hoooot” the purring-like sound made her smile, a reassurance for her that he was no more mad.

Taking him on her arms, she made her way to the bed, laying down with the soft animal on her chest. That night she fell asleep with the weight on her body increasing, and with the most beautiful voice whispering in her ear a soft “I love you (Y/n), I promise you I’ll protect you from all those men”.

#haikyuu!!#hakyuu x reader #bokutou Koutarou x reader #fanfic #smut #lemon #fluff #reader

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mars-barssss · 5 years

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you aren’t alone anymore: Logan (1/6)

Chapters

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six.

Trigger warnings: Deceit mention, General lack of self-care, Low self-worth/bad thoughts, Nightmare

Characters: Virgil, Patton, Logan,

Pairings: Platonic LAMP; Platonic Analogical, Platonic Moxiety, Platonic Prinxiety

Word Count: 1.5k words

Summary: Virgil’s need to protect others goes beyond physical protection. He does a good job of looking after each of the others in his famILY, but he doesn’t have the time to take care of himself. Lucky for him, he’s got someone looking after him too. More than one actually, to his surprise.

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Logan’s gotten himself worn out and tired. Virgil happens to run into him.

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Virgil never did get a lot of sleep on his own.

He always thought it was a curse. That maybe being the embodiment of anxiety just keeps you up for entire nights sometimes. Sometimes, he saw shadows move and things that weren’t there, but at that point he blamed it on his room. He didn’t know if the others had issues sleeping, not that he’d ask them about it. They’d only just accepted him, which was something he couldn’t risk breaking. So yeah, no weird questions yet.

Although, he was sure his room might be the main reason he couldn’t sleep. It seemed like no one inside ever got any rest in his room. The energy in there just infected people. Maybe he could get some sleep in the commons.

Maybe.

The couch wouldn’t exactly be extremely comfortable, he knew that already. Patton once tried to get everyone out for a movie night, and both him and Virgil ended up on the couch. He was strange with touch, so he tried to rest his head on the armrest, knowing fully well Patton would probably indulge him with leaning on him.

All night he was restless, trying not to awaken Patton or the others. The couch felt like it never gave enough cushion. Eventually, Virgil did try to get up, nearly stepping right on Roman’s chest. With a silent sinking-down, he ended up in his room for the rest of the night back then.

This time though, he was sure no one would be out there. So maybe he could bring some pillows, maybe even blankets. He could actually stretch out better now, probably.

It wouldn’t hurt to try.

He wouldn’t admit it, but maybe another part of why he can’t sleep now is because of the others. Not that they did anything wrong, of course. Something just always kept him on edge about them. Ever since he was accepted, they’ve been nothing but kind with gestures. Roman even complimented him a few times, and those were rare for someone like him. Maybe it was just a part of being loved, or…

Maybe they are just scared you’ll leave again. They found out you were necessary and they don’t want you to go. It’s all pity.

Virgil rubbed at his eyes, their eyelids drooping closed again. This felt familiar. This always did. Whether he was a dark side or light, this felt familiar. His voice. Another reason he wasn’t a fan of his own room. That snake surely wouldn’t want to go in the commons, however.

He wondered why he even goes back here anymore.

He grabbed his weighted, large quilted blanket, and the two lumpy pillows at the end of the bed, one covered in a dark gray pillowcase, and one that starkly contrasted with his room. This pillowcase was bright blue and gray. He vaguely remembered Patton lending him that pillow a while ago.

He really needed to give it back.

And get yelled at, of course.

Briefly rising into the commons, he sighs heavily, ignoring the lingering thoughts. Virgil originally doesn’t see anyone. Seeing that the coast was clear, he pulled through his blankets and pillows. Sighing a breath of relief, he approached the couch before he flinched backwards, nearly dropping a pillow on the lump under a thin blanket.

No longer an empty couch, he looked down to see a sleeping side. Moving around the couch, he saw that a stained tie was lying on the armrest of the couch, abandoned. Looking it over, it was a coffee stain. Virgil’s mouth was pulled into a loose frown looking at the scene. The coffee table was covered in many pieces of paper and ink. There were a few pens laying amongst the scene.

Briefly, Virgil grabbed a piece of paper, clearing seeing Roman’s handwriting sprawling all over the paper. Looking over some of the other papers, he found half-worded scripts and rushed handwriting everywhere. Tons of blue marks were left on the papers, indicating grammar errors and problems practically outlined the majority of papers.

He glanced briefly back at the tired logical side, who had bags under his eyes that nearly rivaled Virgil’s own. His glasses were falling off of him at a bad angle; his hair was sprawled out in a way Virgil hadn’t seen before. His bangs were practically drooping into his face, and there were multiple strands of hair sticking up in places.

Logan didn’t look peaceful either. His brow was furrowed, clenching his eyes tighter for a moment. Virgil was startled for a moment, afraid he awoke him, but after a single moan, and a brief readjustment, he was back to sleeping as he was. The thin layer of fabric, that barely counted as a blanket, slid off of him in the process.

Besides the fact that Virgil didn’t really want to go back into his own room, he couldn’t really go through with his own plan. Not that he really wanted to wake up Logan either so he could take the couch.

Sparing a glance at the clock, it merely read 1:58 AM. Which wasn’t ideal either.

Virgil knew with what he saw, Logan just got to sleep recently, so whatever Roman saddled him with had to have been rough tonight. The creative side never did have complete control over every inspirational idea that spewed from his head. Inside, Virgil loved the guy but sometimes he just didn’t stop. It was overwhelming.

Biting his tongue to avoid speaking by accident, he made his way back to the kitchen area, where his displaced blankets and pillows were. A sudden resolve grew in his mind for a moment, as he grabbed the pillows. Approaching the logical side, he waited for the side to move his head again, slipping the pillow between his head and the armrest.

Virgil felt his breath get caught as Logan fumbled with the new pillow, before melting into it. The blue pillow was now grasped tightly by the other side. Another shuffle later, and Virgil’s older quilt blanket was on him as well. He quickly cleaned the tie by regenerating it, setting it right back down. And finally, reaching out, he catches the edge of Logan’s glasses, taking them off and placing them to the side.

“... Patton… stop, no… don’t…” Logan fusses around a bit, tossing back to face towards the living room. “... He’s… someone… help…” In his sleep, he can hear him starting to sniffle and small gasps come out of his mouth.

It takes a second for Virgil to realize something. He’s crying.

Virgil has never seen a crying Logan before. He didn’t even know that Logan could cry.

He didn’t know what to do. His heart sank the moment he heard his voice, feeling like it was constricted and tightened against his will. He knew he could wake him, but he wants him to get sleep as well. And besides, being comforted by the embodiment of anxiety couldn’t help anyone. So, maybe he didn’t have to, not in that sense.

Maybe he’d take a page out of Patton’s book for once.

He reached down, his hand hesitate, hovering over Logan’s head. He gently runs his fingers through his hair, and took a deep breath. He knew fear like the back of his hand, so this wasn’t anything new. Silently, he recalled his memory of a few nights ago with Patton, trusting his judgement.

“It’s okay Lo. You’re okay.” He mumbled into the couch as he leans down. He continues the motion for a bit longer, sometimes his fingers getting stuck in knots. It didn’t especially come naturally, the words, nor this repetitive motion. But he was willing to try. Something in him yearned to.

“P-Patton… wake… he’s… he’s not…” Logan’s mumbles grew louder for a moment, almost stuttering in his sleep. His hands grip at the pillow and the couch tighter, almost leaving indents.

“Patt’s okay, Lo. He’s alright. Breathe.” 4… 7… 8… If Logan was awake, he’d probably have been able to run through the steps with him. Around and around his hand went, hoping something helped. His hand stopped, as his other hand gripped at Logan’s.

Minutes pass, and eventually the crying slowly stops. Logan’s body releases tension, and Virgil tries his best to keep quiet, as to not wake him again. His exhale of relief was forcibly muffled by his own hand. He knows he didn’t do it. He knows who just silenced him.

But right now, he’s happy for it. It’s a surprising blessing.

And so what if Virgil didn’t get the couch that night? He was fine with it. And so what if he didn’t get any sleep that night? He had to make sure that Logan didn’t awaken again.

And so what if there was coffee warm and ready next to his seat at the dining table?

He needed something to wake up to, that’s all.

And so what if Logan asked Patton if he left his pillow and blanket on him last night?

Logan didn’t need to know.

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(This is my first fan fiction for Sanders Sides! I’m sorry if the characters seem a bit off, but I hope you guys enjoy. I’ll work on other chapters too for this soon.)

#platonic lamp #lamp #sandersides #sander sides #virgil #logan #logic #anxiety #platonic analogical #analogical #protective virgil

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manjimelody · 5 years

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Stress Relief

Pairing: Shicca (College AU) **This is written for my amazing friend @mautrino! Thanks for always being awesome! Hope you like it!

Rebecca sighed as she took a sip of her third cup of coffee. She was extremely tired, but she knew she had to push through and finish her paper. She mentally berated herself for procrastinating on this paper. If she had started the paper earlier, she could have been curled up in her soft and warm bed with her boyfriend instead. However, she got distracted by the release of the new Pokemon games and opted to spend her evenings playing it instead of working on her paper.

“I can do this. Only two more pages and then I can go to sleep,” she assured herself.

The sound of the bedroom door opening caused her to turn around and get a glorious view of her shirtless boyfriend sleepily rubbing his eyes.

“Hey you,” she greeted as he walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her neck.

“Bec, come to bed. It’s 1 AM and I need your warmth,” Shiki whined, resting his cheek on the top of her head.

Rebecca giggled at her boyfriend’s cute actions, affectionately patting his arm. “I just have 2 more pages left in this paper, and then I’ll come to bed.”

“You got this. I’m going back to sleep but wake me up if you need anything,” Shiki kissed the top of her head and soothingly rubbed her back.

Rebecca smiled. He was too sweet. “I will. I love you!”

Shiki winked and blew her a kiss, which Rebecca pretended to catch. “I love you too, baby girl.”

Rebecca turned back to her laptop, determined to finish her paper quickly. She furiously typed away while she listened to calming music in order to concentrate better. After a half an hour passed, she was finally finished. The blonde sighed in relief as she scanned through her paper to catch any grammar or spelling errors. After she was sure she fixed any mistakes, Rebecca hit print and stood up to stretch her limbs. She decided that she would grab her assignment in the morning since she was eager to finally go to sleep.

After putting away her empty coffee cup in the sink, Rebecca quickly threw on her pajamas and hopped into bed.

“Goodnight, darling,” Rebecca whispered, placing a chaste kiss on her beloved boyfriend’s soft lips.

Shiki hummed and sleepily opened his eyes. He grinned and wrapped his arms around her waist, resting his head in the crook of her neck. “Goodnight, baby girl.”

Rebecca closed her eyes, basking in her boyfriend’s warmth as she gave in to the wave of sleep that hit her body.

***

The blonde groaned as she felt a hand tap her cheek, swatting at it with her own hand. “Let me sleep..a little bit longer.”

“Bec, wake up. It’s almost 10:30.”

Rebecca immediately shot up, glancing at the clock in panic. He was right. It was 10:27 and her lecture started at 11.

“Oh no. Shit, shit, shit,” she smacked her hand against her forehead, realizing that she forgot to turn on her alarm before going to sleep. “I can’t be late. I need to turn in my paper.”

“Don’t worry. Just get ready and I’ll drop you off. I’ll make sure you reach on time,” Shiki assured, causing Rebecca to smile and give him a quick kiss. Shiki didn’t have a class on this day, so she would normally drive herself while he slept in. However, it takes a while to find parking so Shiki dropping her off would save her a lot of time.

“I’m glad that I can always count on you!”

Rebecca hopped out of bed and quickly grabbed the first outfit she saw in her closet before running to the bathroom. She changed her clothes, threw her wavy locks into a ponytail, and washed her face.

“Okay I’m ready,” Rebecca said as she grabbed her school bag. Shiki grabbed the car keys, and the two of them rushed out of their apartment.

“Did you get everything?” Shiki asked as they entered the car.

“Yeah,” Rebecca responded. She normally kept her bag ready the night before, so she wouldn’t have to worry about it in the morning. Luckily, the two of them lived 15 minutes from campus so she could possibly make it to class on time. She was snapped out of her thoughts when a loud growl emitted from her stomach, causing Rebecca to blush as Shiki chuckled.

“My poor girl. Didn’t get to eat 20 bowls of cereal since she overslept,” Shiki teased, causing Rebecca to playfully smack his arm.

“Shush. I don’t eat 20 bowls of cereal,” she scoffed, rolling her eyes.

“My bad. My poor girl didn’t get to eat 10 bowls of cereal,” Shiki corrected himself, laughing when Rebecca pouted in response.

“Hey! Food is delicious. Don’t make fun for me for eating a lot. I need to grow,” Rebecca defended herself.

Shiki smirked. “The only thing that’s growing is your chest.”

Rebecca crossed her arms. “Not my fault that I’m short.”

“It’s fine. You’re perfect the way you are,” Shiki’s tone softened, causing her heart to skip a beat. His sweet words never failed to make her swoon.

After a few minutes, they reached the campus. Shiki stopped the car in front of the building her class was in. It was currently 10:57 AM, so she could make it on time if she walked fast.

“Thank you so much, Shiki. You’re my savior,” Rebecca gave him a quick hug and got out of the car.

“Anytime Bec, have a good day! I’ll pick you up 4.”

“You too!”

Rebecca rushed down the hallway, sighing in relief when she finally reached the lecture hall. Thankfully the professor was busy talking to a student indicating that class did not start yet. Rebecca sat in an empty seat, and opened her bag to take out her stuff.

“Alright class. It’s time to turn in your papers. Place them on the table in an organized pile,” the professor announced. Rebecca could hear the scraping of chairs around her as the students got up to turn in their paper while she dug through her bag for her paper. She started to grow frustrated when she couldn’t find it, then she realized that she forgot to grab her paper from the printer.

“Oh shit,” she whispered. Rebecca wanted to scream. How could she have forgotten to grab her paper? It was the reason why she was rushing in the first place, and she didn’t even have it. She was screwed. The professor told them that she wasn’t going to accept the papers late unless there was an emergency. She forgot to grab her laptop too, so she couldn’t even show the professor the paper on her laptop to prove that she completed it. Rebecca got up from her seat and walked to the professor, praying that she would let her turn it in late. She couldn’t get a zero on it. The paper was worth 40% of their final grade.

“Professor,” Rebecca called out, causing the green haired woman to turn to face her. “I know you said that you weren’t going to accept the papers late, but I swear that I finished it. I just forgot to grab it from the printer. I’m so sorry, but can I please email it to you or turn it tomorrow?”

“I believe you Rebecca. You always turn in your work on time, so I will make an exception for you this time,” the professor said, causing Rebecca to smile in relief. “However, you’re still turning it in late. I’m going to have to doc 10 marks from the grade you get.”

Rebecca’s smile dropped. Ten marks was a whole letter grade. However, she was thankful that at least she wouldn’t be getting a zero.

“Thank you so much. I’ll make sure this won’t happen again,” Rebecca promised causing her professor to smile.

“Just make sure to email it to me before 8:00. I don’t check my email after that time,” the professor explained.

Rebecca nodded. “Yes I will.”

She returned to her seat, burying her face in her hands. The highest grade she could get was a B now. Rebecca was hoping she could score an A, but that chance was gone now. She would have to do well on the final to get an A in the class.

“At least I’m not getting a zero,” she repeated to herself.

After class was over, she had an hour before her next class. Rebecca decided to head to a dining hall to buy herself lunch. She hadn’t eaten anything all day. She joined the line in the dining hall and opened the small front pocket of her backpack to take out her wallet. However, it was empty. Rebecca quickly shuffled through the contents of her bag only to see that she forgot her wallet too. She felt like crying. She was so hungry and she couldn’t even buy herself lunch.

“Today is just not my day,” she lamented to herself as she left the line. Rebecca walked around campus hoping to find someone possibly giving out free food. Fortunately, one of the clubs had a table set up in the student center to advertise their club. They were giving out a bag of free popcorn to anyone who listened to why they should join their club. Rebecca listened to the club president explain the benefits of joining, feigning interest in what he was telling her. She didn’t give a damn about joining. She was just desperate to get some food.

Rebecca munched on the popcorn as she walked to her next class. It wasn’t much, but at least she was getting some food in her stomach before she went home.

***

After her other class was over, Rebecca waited outside the building for Shiki to pick her up. She was looking forward to getting home and spending some time with her boyfriend. Rebecca smiled and waved as she saw Shiki’s car approach her.

“Hi darling,” Rebecca greeted as she entered the car.

“Hey beautiful, are you okay?” Shiki asked, voice laced with concern.

“Yeah I’m fine,” Rebecca lied. She didn’t want to worry him. She was just glad that she was with him now.

Shiki didn’t look convinced. “Okay..if you say so?”

During the ride home, Rebecca listened to Shiki excitedly tell her how he beat Weisz in 10 of the 15 races they played together in Mario Kart. His enthusiasm made her feel a little better after having such a rough day. She loved that he was such an upbeat and positive guy.

When they reached home, Rebecca immediately opened her laptop to email her paper to her professor. Her professor was nice enough to let her turn in her paper in late, so she couldn’t risk possibly forgetting to send it.

“Rebecca, are you sure that you’re okay?” Shiki asked again.

Rebecca closed her laptop and smiled. “Yes I’m sure. I’m going to make dinner now. What do you want to eat?”

Shiki frowned. Rebecca knew that he didn’t believe her. He could always tell when something was off. Shiki walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her into a tight hug, causing tears to start pooling in her eyes. “You know that you can tell me anything. I’m here for you.”

“I-I’m so frustrated. Today was such a bad day. I overslept. I forgot my paper and wallet at home. Thankfully my professor let me turn it in late, but I’m still losing marks for turning it in late. I couldn’t even eat lunch. Had to settle for a bag of free popcorn. The whole universe was against me today,” Rebecca cried out while Shiki rubbed her back.

“Let it all out, Bec,” Shiki consoled as she continued to sob into his chest. “You’re an amazing person, baby girl. I love you so much. I don’t know what I would do without you. You deserve to be happy and it breaks my heart to see you in so much pain. Fuck the universe if it’s going to treat you so badly.”

Shiki’s words warmed her heart. She felt so lucky that such a wonderful guy loved her so much. “Thank you, Shiki. It feels so good to vent. I love you more.”

Shiki cupped her face in his hands and wiped away the lingering tears before passionately kissing her. Rebecca wished she could kiss him for hours, but unfortunately the need for air was an obstacle. Shiki rested his forehead against hers after they broke apart. “I love you most.”

Rebecca flashed a cheeky grin. “I love you mostest.”

Shiki laughed. “I love you mostestestest!”

“That’s not a word, silly!” Rebecca giggled, wrapping her arms around his neck. “So what do you want for dinner?”

Shiki poked her nose. “You aren’t cooking anything. We’re going to order two large pizzas, and you’re going to cuddle with me while we watch a movie together.”

“Sounds good to me!”

Shiki ordered the pizza while Rebecca grabbed a blanket from their bedroom. Shiki laid down on the couch and gestured for her to lay on top of him. Rebecca rested her head on his chest, pulling the blanket over them before wrapping her arm around his waist.

“I love you. You’re my everything, Shiki.”

“I love you too. You’re also my everything, Rebecca. Forever.”

#edens zero #shicca #rebiki #shicca ff

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sweetpworld · 5 years

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The P.A. - 1/2

Summary: Being a Personal Assistant is already a job full of ups and downs. When things start to change with your boss, you see yourself in a full on roller-coaster. Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Plus Size!Reader Word count: 9.262 in total (I GOT OUT OF CONTROL, SORRY) Warnings: Self-doubt, Body-shamming, Fat-shamming, mentions of smut and FLUFF. A/N: Ok, I’m trying this again after Tumblr went all riot on me. I still can’t believe I wrote over 9000 words, so I decided to make it a two-shot so MAYBE tumblr won’t fuck it up again.. I’m so sorry for any typos or grammar errors. English isn’t my primary language, so please, go easy on me. I’m really sorry if this turned out shitty, but I really feel good about the plot and I honestly hope you guys enjoy it.

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Another day on the set and here come the stares. Again.

It was always like this with you every time you showed up beside Sebastian, just because you were his fat personal assistant. Like, really people? Grow the fuck up.

When you first started this job you used to feel bad about this, about your body and about all these stupid people who keep on looking at the size 20 girl walking around them; but then, after a couple of months and receiving praises for your hell of a good job, you decided that people would still stare at you, but that didn’t mean you should care. You were here to do your job, not to please them.

You could still remember the day Mark Ruffalo was talking to Sebastian about the new movies and you were beside him taking notes and Mark said “Hey man, you know, your P.A. is a fucking good one. I don’t even know where mine is. If she was taking notes as much as yours is, I wouldn’t be as lost as I am most of the time.”. You all laughed at that, but that was also the moment where you understood that you weren’t a charity case. You were good at what you did and should be proud of that.

So here you are now, walking beside Sebastian with your head held high, iPad in hand and ready for the ridiculously crazy schedule you had for today. There was only one little thing that made your day harder than it should be: your boss.

Sebastian Stan is a very good-looking man and everyone knows that. All you need to do is look at him and bam: beauty. But after the last year and a half working with him, you have also met different sides that just made him look even more amazing in your eyes. Like the way he smiles at puppies, or how he works so hard on each role he gets, or how he loves his fans so much, or how inept he is with technology, or how he blushes so hard at compliments, as if he doesn’t know how amazing he is.

It’s a lot. Like, a lot. Specially for your heart to not fall for a man like him. But, of course, besides your job, there was always a problem with you having a crush on someone: they never liked you back.

Sebastian, for example, has a ‘dirty secret’. Not a problem or anything major, of course, but something that doesn’t come out to the public. He likes sex. A lot. And, let’s face it, it’s always easy for him to get someone to have one-night stands. The thing is that you are the one to deal with them later. So You're the one in charge of making them sign a confidentially contract, take away their phones to make sure they don’t have any pics or videos and finally send them on their ways while Sebastian is hitting the gym or something. And the thing is they are always the same tall, skinny and glamorous type of woman.

If you weren’t sure that he would never feel attracted to you before he asked to take care of them, you were completely sure after. So it was still hard to see him flirting with any good-looking woman that shows interest in him, but it helped your efforts to get over him, in a way.

-Hello Mr. Stan, hello Y/N. You look lovely today.

You were brought back from your thoughts by Jack’s greeting. He is Anthony’s personal assistant and has always been really nice to you.

-Jack. Shouldn’t you be with Mackie? - Sebastian asked him coldly. Which was odd, since he was always very friendly with everyone.

-I’m just going to take his coffee, Mr. Stan, but thought I should say hello to you. And to Y/N, of course.

-Well, hi Jack. Thank you for being so thoughtful. - You said smiling at him and giving Sebastian a look when he scoffed. - But go on and take Anthony’s coffee, I’m sure he is waiting.

-Right, well, we talk later, right Y/N?

-Of course. See you later! - You said walking quickly to catch up with Sebastian, who was already a few steps ahead. It was very odd, but you wouldn't make a scene out of it, so you just kept on going and decided to ignore it. Maybe Jack did something that bothered Sebastian or whatever.

And this was pretty much how your week went by: lots of appointments, taking care of Sebastian’s needs, watching him being rude with Jack every time you two were talking for a bit, not getting it any of those times, and just pretty much ignoring it. And just like that came Friday and you couldn’t be happier. Fridays meant Sebastian would go find a hook up and that meant free time for you. At least until the next morning, when you’d be needed to take away the trash, of course. But you were still glad to have a day to get home, put on some comfy pajamas e just chill.

Soon came the end of the day, it was getting darker, and Sebastian was finished for the day. You waited for him to change and met him back on the car waiting for you.

-Ok, so tonight you don’t have anything planned, tomorrow afternoon, starting at 2 p.m. you have a photoshoot for Hugo Boss and tomorrow night I’ll need you to attend an art exhibit that is raising money for the children’s hospital. But I’m sure you can find a woman for you there, so you won’t sacrifice your Saturday night’s fun. I’ll make sure to be at your place tomorrow morning at 8 a.m. with coffee and the papers for whichever lady you pick tonight. - You said checking your week agenda.

-Actually, you don’t have to worry about the papers. - Sebastian said beside you, looking out the window.

-Why? Is there a girlfriend this time? Because if not I have to do that so they don’t go around spreading picks of you naked on Facebook, IG or Twitter. - you said still not looking up.

-No, nothing like a girlfriend. Nothing at all actually. - He said turning to look at you when you shot your head up to eye him.

-What do you mean ‘nothing at all’? - you said eyeing him suspiciously.

-I mean that I don’t want any girl tonight. Or tomorrow for that matter. - He said turning his head to the window again.

You were shocked. Like, for real. You were just sitting there, gapping at him like a fish and not knowing what to say.

-But... But... You always... Are you okay? - you ended up asking him.

-Yeah, I am more than okay. I have realized some things in the past few months and I just don’t want random woman anymore. - He said smiling softly, still looking out the window.

-Oh... Well... Good for you then. I mean, if you are happy, then that’s what matter, right? In that case, I’ll show up around 10 a.m. at your place, is that okay? - you asked him still slightly confused.

-You work too hard. Don’t worry, show up at midday and I’ll be ready, okay? I want you to rest and have a good night of sleep.- he said smiling and looking softly at you.

-O...kay. I won’t say that I don’t appreciate that, but are you certain you are okay? - you asked him again.

-Trust me, I am. I just need some me time to figure some things out. - He said taking your hand and kissing it. - We are here. Go get some rest.

You turned, still stunned that he was acting all weird like that and saw that you were indeed in front of your building.

-Well, who would’ve known? Maybe I should be in shock every time I take the bus so it goes faster.

He chuckled at that. - You were always funny.

You smiled, still confused, but decided that you needed some wine and your best friend to talk to. - Well then, I see you tomorrow at midday. Bye Sebastian, good night.

You didn’t wait for him to reply nor did you turned back once inside your building. If you had done any of those things you would have heard him saying a soft “Good night, love” and asking the driver to wait until you were out of sight.

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Once inside your apartment you called your best friend, Victor, inviting him to go over your place.

-Sure girl, I’ll be there in 40 minutes. Should I bring pizza?

-Absolutely. The Supreme with extra cheese.

-Okay, I get it, something happened, probably hot boss, don’t worry, I’ll be there.

He hung up on you, but you just smiled softly. Your friend was the worse, but he made it work the best. So you took a shower, put on some cute pj’s and shoved another bottle of wine on the cooler. You just knew you would need it. Not much later Victor arrived with two pizzas and 4 different Ben & Jerry’s.

-You know, if I didn’t need those today, I’d beat the crap out of you for ruining my diet.

-Girl, shush and live a little. Now, be a good friend and grab the wine. I’m taking these beauties to the freezer and those beauties to your coffee table.

Once everything was settled, you were already eating and “The Proposal” was on your T.V; Victor decided to do what he does best: go straight to business.

-So, care to tell me why you needed my wonderful assistance?

-Why, can’t a girl just love to spend time with her bff?

-Uh nuh. Cut the crap. We both know you have something bothering you and if I was to bet I’d bet it has something to do with Mr. Sebastian Hot-Body-And-Jawline-For-Days Stan. A.K.A. your boss.

Taking a deep breath you looked up to your ceiling – Ok, fine, yes, it has to do with him, but I seriously need your opinion here. - You said turning to look at him. Victor simply held your hand and signed you to keep going. - Okay, so you and I both know that Sebastian likes to have one night stands, right?

-Almost as much as I like those.

-Yes, exactly. And every Friday and Saturday night he finds someone to hook up with. And I am the one responsible to take care of them the morning after.

-You take out the trash.

-Yes, exactly again. So, what would you think if I told you he told me to not worry because he doesn’t want any woman today OR tomorrow? Like, at all. - You asked watching Victor pensive face.

-Well, that is odd, I’ll give you that. Did you ask him if he was feeling okay? Maybe he has a cold or something.

-I did ask him and he just said something about ‘realizing things for a few months now’. - you said making quotation marks with your fingers.

-Was it just that? I mean, was it the only weird thing about that talk?

-Well, he seemed a bit light-headed, you know? And he kissed my hand. Like right before I got out of the car.

-Hum… elaborate.

-There's nothing much of it, really. He was just off, smiling while looking out the window, dismissing his woman hunt, kissing my hand and telling me he wanted me to rest and have a good night of sleep.

Victor and you stared at each other for a couple of secseconds.

-BITCH, I KNOW HIS TEA! – He yelled all of a sudden making you jump.

-Oh my GOD, what?

-He is into you.

You stared at his smiley face for a couple of seconds, trying to decide if the was serious or not.

-What?

-He. Is. Into. You. It's obvious. He likes you.

-And you say that because of what exactly? He kissed my hand? C'mon V, you can't be serious. – you said pouring some more wine for you.

-Look, I am a guy, okay? A gay man, but that's the closest we have to thinking like a straight man right now. And as a guys I don’t stop sleeping around and show affection to someone if I am not really into said person. In fact, I only realized I wanted to date Nick because I didn’t feel like having sex with any other guy but him. And look at me now. Going for our second anniversary and still in love with the motherfucker. And let me tell you this: that Italian guy, Paolo, was a hell of a good lay.

-Okay, I get it. No need to be grafic. Again. But you don't have all the facts.

-And what am I missing.

-You're missing the fact that it is impossible.

-Oh my Zeus, girl! – he said rolling his eyes and taking a deep breath. – Why is that so impossible for you?

-It just is, V.

-No, I will have none of that. Talk to me Y/N/N. Why its it so impossible? – you sat there in silence for a couple of seconds – You can open up, you know. You don't have to share, but you don't have to carry whatever is inside your head alone either.

-I… It's just… - You took a deep breath, trying to focus on what to say – V, I am not the kind of woman who gets the guys.

-What do you mean?

-V… I am not like you. I don't have 7 or more guys lining up to take me out even if I was dating someone. Guys… People don't find me attractive.

-Y/N/N… But I see you with guys sometimes.

-Yeah, drunk guys who don't know who they are kissing on night club. Or guys who have a fat fetish. But I just don't have what you have, okay? Have I ever introduced you to someone and said ‘this is my boyfriend’s?

-Not that I remember…

-And you won't remember because there was never this person… The thing is, I am not pretty. I am fat. And no one really wants to know me. Specially guys. I act like people don’t affect me, but they do. So, it doesn't matter if I am smart or funny or whatever. No one will love you if you're unattractive. I used to hear that back in my school days and I hate to have figured it out it's true. It's real. No one could possibly want me. And that's why people like you and Sebastian and so many others can jump from relationship to relationship. I mean, there is an interview where Sebastian says ‘no matter what I do I always end up between Black Widow’s legs’. But he means it like it’s the most amazing thing in the world. Have you ever seen Scarlet Johansson? That woman is a Goddess so of course it is the best thing in the world. – you took a sip of your wine only to realize how sour it tasted now – Sebastian has always gone for model like woman ever since I know him. I am a fucking size 20. And I can't just take the fucking zero from that number and change its place. Therefore, he can't like me. No matter what I feel and no matter how much I try… It's impossible.

Victor took your hand in his and made you look at him.

-You couldn't possibly know how much it pains me to see you looking at yourself like this. – he said on the verge of tears – How much I am angry that you don't see yourself like I do. Do you have any idea how beautiful I think you are? Do you have any idea how I envy your fashion sense? Do you have any idea how many times I've said to Nick and so many others what a lucky bastard the guy who dated you would be? Too many to count. I am not saying that because I am your friend. I am saying that because you are truly amazing. Y/N, you are fat. And you are smart. And you are funny. And you are beautiful. And you are all of those things together because you don't have to be just one single thing. And Sebastian will be a fucking fool if he doesn't see that. Or any other man for that matter. You know what? I am texting Nick because I will marry you and he will be my dirt little not so much of a secret. You are my best friend Y/N, and I can assure you: any man who dates you is a hell of a lucky son of a bitch. And I will pay someone to beat whoever hurts you again, because let's face it, I am too thin and can't beat anyone up.

You both laughed at that and hugged each other, just enjoying the comforting bubble you two always build when together.

-Are you seeing him tomorrow? – He asked after a couple of minutes with the movie being the only sound in the room.

-Yeah. He has a photoshoot tomorrow afternoon and then a charity event. I have to go to both. – you said almost in a whisper.

-Well, then let me doll you up. I love your fashion sense, but I want to make you extra.

-Oh God, I created a monster.

-Yes you did. Call me Frankie. Now, let's eat chocolate ice cream, watch some stupid horror movies and romcons, I will get those pjs I always leave here and tomorrow I will make you look even more stunning. Okay?

-Will you not do it if I say “no"?

-Absolutely not. You will be my beautiful size 20 doll and you will like it.

You smiled softly at your friend. Maybe dolling up a bit more wouldn't be that bad.

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The next day you woke up at 10 a.m., the latest you had ever woken up on a Saturday, to the sight of Victor already up and checking your closed for whatever he wanted you to wear.

-Good morning sunshine! - he said in a sing song voice – I've chosen the perfect outfit for you already, so get up, eat some leftover pizza, take a shower and put on that amazing matching underwear I got you for your birthday. Go on! There is also makeup.

Groaning you made your way around doing just as he said and, surprisingly, you were content with what he had picked out for you: black leggings, a black dress-like shirt with some sparkle in it that you adored, your favorite ankle boots and your favorite leather jacket. All black, but that would be great, especially for the art exhibit. So, you put them on over the sexy lingerie he had given you as a birthday present: also black panties and a nice bra all in lace. You actually loved it.

So you put them on, applied a bit of makeup and your favorite red lipstick that always made you feel a bit more powerful and left your room.

-Oh wow. Damn bitch, you look stunning. Hot and stunning. Hotunning. - Victor said making you laugh.

-Why thank you. I have a good stylist.

-I know bitch, I know. Now Let’s go. I’ll drop you off at Sebastian’s apartment before going to Nick’s.

After a short drive you hugged Victor goodbye and thanked him for helping you out.

-Y/N, we are friends, I have no problem helping you out any time of the day. I know you still think it’s impossible for Sebastian to be into you, but I will ask you one thing and one thing only.

-Fine, what is it? - you said rolling your eyes.

-Pay attention to him today. And try to not say “it’s nothing”. See if his behavior is still the same and try to think positively, okay?

Taking a deep breath, you opened the car’s door. - I can’t make any promises, but I will pay attention.

Waving him bye you greeted the doorman and went straight for the elevators.

Going up, you couldn’t stop thinking about what V had said, but a bigger part of you kept on thinking it was just impossible.

Shrugging the thoughts out of your head, you put on your best professional face and knocked on his door before using your spare key to get in his place. What you weren’t expecting was for him to open the door for you wearing only jeans, socks and no fucking shirt; making your eyes go bigger than plates and your mouth drier than a fucking desert.

-Hey Y/N! You’re here earlier than I expected. Come in, please. You look even more beautiful as usual.

-Good morning Sebastian. I’m sorry, I was just to let myself in. I should’ve brought you some coffee. - You said after cleaning your throat and trying to focus on anything but his muscles or what he had just said. After a few seconds to do just that, you turned to him again. - Are you wearing jeans today? It’s not a problem for the photoshoot, but it’s a bit underdressed for the exhibit. I should just pack you another set of clothes. - You said moving towards his room.

-Hey hey Y/N, it’s no problem. I can just change. It’ll save us some time, right?

And just like that he unbuttoned his jeans and started to take them off in front of you.

Usually, when he had to change shirts real fast, he would do it inside of a car or whatever and you always had a few seconds to prepare yourself. But he never, ever, changed pants in front of you before. So, of course, you turned as red as your lipstick and it took you a few more seconds than it should for you to turn around and try to not droll at the sight. Key word: try.

-I will just change real fast. Sit and relax, okay?

-Sure. - You could beat yourself for the high-pitched voice, but at the moment, you were just trying to get a grip on your heart.

You sat down on his very comfortable couch and took some deep breaths that were helping you calm down. That was until he came back in only his boxers and two pants in his hands, asking you which one would go better. This mas is trying to fucking kill you, you are sure of that.

-What? - your brain was completely mushed at this point and the only thing you could see was Sebastian fuckingly-handsome Stan in only black boxers and socks in front of you, so answering anything was just not possible.

-Which one of the pants will look better for the occasion? - He asked smirking at you.

-Ahn... - You forced yourself to eye both of them – The dark blue one. It goes well with pretty much anything, is dark enough for a night-time event, but also light enough to pass as a casual look. - Finally, one good and professional answer.

-Yeah, I like this one too. And It will make me look good next to you. - He said turning around and going to his bedroom again.

-As if you wouldn’t look good any time – You said under your breath. Only to then realize what he had said. What did he mean by ‘look good next to you’? He is really ill, that must be it.

The next time he left his room he was fully dressed and smelling better than ever. The bastard was using your favorite male perfume.

-So, let’s go? - he asked adjusting his hair.

-Yeah, sure. I’ll order us some light lunch when we get to the studio. I’m calling the driver.

-Or... - He said putting his hand on top of your phone. When did he get so close to you? - We could go get lunch together since we still have time and then go to the studio. - He said smiling expectedly to you. - I know a really nice Italian place not far from there that has one of the best tiramisus I’ve ever tasted. Besides yours, of course.

This man was just a fucking player and no one could tell you otherwise. He was looking at you like a lost puppy, bringing on your love for Italian food AND telling you he had actually eaten the tiramisu you made once for your birthday? Your favorite desert ever? What the fuck is going on?

-Are you ill? - You end up asking.

He looks surprised at that. - No. Why do you ask that?

-You are just acting very weird since yesterday. As your personal assistant, I need to worry. - You said hoping you were giving your best professional face, instead of the utterly confused one you were feeling.

He looked at you for a minute, as if looking for something, only to smirk back at you. - I fell amazing, Y/N/N. And I just want to have lunch with a beautiful woman who happens to be my assistant.

-O...kay... - There goes your brain and your ovaries. Again. - I’ll call the driver.

As soon as you stepped into the kitchen to make the call Sebastian let out a full-on smile, feeling proud of himself.

Since he first hired you, he knew there was something different in the way he felt towards you. He didn’t know what it was at first, but that changed when Anthony hired that stupid Jack as his assistant and he started to flirt with you. Sebastian could swear he saw red whenever the two of you were interacting. The only thing keeping him calm on those times was seeing how you didn’t care for his intentions or maybe didn’t notice at all.

He was no fool, he knew damn well what the media kept on telling woman how the ‘perfect’ body is and how many people would give you stupid looks whenever you walked beside him. And he could admit he also believed that shit for a while. He would always look for woman deemed as ‘perfect’: tall, slim, usually blonde with big boobs. And he always had his fun with them, but that was always it. They never had anything new. Gorgeous, yes. Some of them really smart too and some quite funny. But they were pretty much always the same.

Then he began to really notice you. You were really pretty at first and had an amazing fashion sense. You would always wear what you wanted and even leggings and jeans jackets would look really put together on you. But there was more to you than that. He started to notice how you would always throw your head back when smiling, how perfect your smile was; he took notice of the way you laughed and how you always tried to help people around you. He took notice of how much you loved your friends and how proud you were when any of them were successful. He took notice of the was your Y/E/C would change in the sun, how your skin always looked so soft, and then he started to notice how much he wanted to feel you.

Gosh, he wants to feel you. Your skin, your embrace, your heat, everything.

When he realized that he tried to tell himself it was just some crazy thought that would go away in no time. But then he started to not enjoy his hook ups so much. He didn’t feel like kissing of having sex with any other woman anymore. He started to feel guilty whenever you showed up at his place to send the woman away. And then, the last drop was when he actually moaned your name while fucking another woman. She was pissed, to say the least, but also agreed to wait until you got there.

He called Anthony the very same day when he went to the gym, asked to meet him there and told him everything.

“You do know you’re in love, right?” - Anthony said to him, back then.

“No, I’m not. I just... I don’t know.” - He said frustrated with himself.

“Okay, fine then, let me ask you this: If you’re not in love with her, would you be okay if Jack started dating her? Because he wants to.” - Anthony said watching his friend’s face transform into one of pure rage only to end up punching one of the sand bags that were near them. - “Thought so. The thing is why are you so afraid to like her? You’ve dated before.”

“It’s not that. It... It will sound stupid.” - He said sitting down and lowering his head.

“Good. Love should be stupid. Go on.” - Anthony said patting his shoulder.

“Shisatntmdiaillhafafilledday” - He said with his face in his hands.

“I’m sorry what? I don’t speak Romanian or whatever language you were speaking just now”

Taking a deep breath, Sebastian let go of his face and said slowly, in a whisper - “She is, you know, fat. And the media will have a filled day.”

Anthony’s hand fell off his shoulder and made him turn to his friend only to see his face contort in the angriest he has ever seen.

“You are fucking kidding me, right? Tell me you are kidding me, please.” - Anthony said with a tremor in his voice.

“I-”

“No, that was rhetorical because you better be damn kidding with me. You know what Sebastian, I came here because I noticed your feelings for her long ago as was just waiting for you to finally figure things out. It’s so obvious and the only person who hasn’t noticed is Y/N. Don’t you have any idea why she doesn’t notice the way you look at her or the way Jack constantly flirts with her? Because we live in a fucked up society and she probably had to live her entire life hearing that no one would love her because she is fat. As if that is such a problem. As if that is a good enough reason to forget how amazing she is. She pull a fucking tough face fin front of everyone, but if you look close enough she is always looking at thin woman with longing, desperately wanting to be like them, because of people like you who care so fucking much about appearance and made her think that is the only that would make anyone like her for her.”

He was almost screaming at the end of that speech, but Anthony didn’t care at this point. He just didn’t want to make more of a scene, so he took a deep breath before looking at Sebastian right in the eyes.

“You are handsome and you were always handsome. You never had to go to school and hear people making fun of you. I bet in school girls fought for your attention, just like some woman still do today. So, you have no idea what if feels like to be different, to not meet society’s standard of beauty and grow up with people constantly tearing you apart. Fuck society and fuck the media. Since when should they rule your personal life? But if you really think that Y/N being fat is such a problem, do her a favor and leave her be. She doesn’t need someone like that messing up with her heart. Okay?”

Anthony got up and left that day, but what he said replayed on Sebastian’s mind like a broken record. And thank the gods for that. Thanks to Anthony he realized the media could go fuck themselves. He is in love with you, not just for your body, but for you. He wants your body and he wants your heart. He just wants you.

That was when he decided the was done pretending and began to make anything in his power to make you his. Starting by not going for any more random hook ups and trying to see if you could feel the same way towards him.

He hoped you did.

----------PART 2

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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (5)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8

WARNING: Kilig or in English SPARKS and Butterflies <3

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) Finally able to post this. Yeah, it took longer than expected, but here it is and so please do enjoy!

Also, just keep in mind that English is not my native language so there might be some spelling and grammar error. Sorry for my lack of talent and I promise to work hard on this. Thank you and please enjoy. Any feedback is well loved. <3

JAMIE P.O.V

"Okay, this is it." You swang open the door. "Welcome to Y/N's apartment. Oh, excuse the darkness. She didn't usually open the curtains, but wait imma fixed it."

You drop your bag on the couch and immediately slide the thick curtains so the light can come in from the window.

You looked at your back when you heard no response to the guy you are with. The guy name Christian Yu. Y/N best friend? Take note handsome and hot best friend.

You're with him since from the airport, and up to now, you can say that he is casual and polite when you inform him that Y/N asked you to pick him up. He tried to be friendly and all so that we won’t be awkward from each other.

"Are you alright?" You asked when you notice he is more paled than before.

"Oh? Ah, yea." He says while still roaming Y/N place with just his eyes.

"Do you want some water? Coffee? Or do you want me to tour you in Y/N place?" You joked.

"Nah. I'm good. I think I can see enough. And I can already imagine what darkness is behind that door."

You can't help but laugh and look at the door he is saying. It's Y/N room.

"Is she living here all alone?" He asked as he comfortably sits on the couch and you're busy making coffee.

"Yes."

"I see. It's amazing that she can keep this place clean and all. Knowing her, all she has are lazy bones in her body." And he laughs.

That made you stop for a sec on what you are doing and breath heavily. 'Damn Y/N, you really know to kill a bitch like me.'

His look is understandable, his way of talking and by that, you mean is his damn sexy-damn accent is really something but his laugh is way beyond your control.

If this guy is not your boss's friend, you surely know that the both of you won't be just talking right now.

"Well, as far as I know, she stayed more of her free time on her Sister's place for a visit. And she has someone who came here once a week for cleaning."

He looked at you all smiling and amazement.

"Fuck! I should not have said that am I?" Then he laughs again.

"Just don't mention her that I told you that. She will kill me." He just nods and that you knew you're definitely dead from your boss.

"So, besides you. Does she have other friends here?"

"She does, some she knew way back and others from work like me."

"So you knew that guy Laurence?"

"Ah, Renz? Yeah. He is one of our staff under Y/N dept. You know him?"

"Not really. But I heard they hang out quite often." He sounds like a detective with of this question and theory thing.

"That’s before since Y/N broke up with her ex-boyfriend she stops hanging out with us like it used to."

"That is what? A year ago right?"

"Yes. Even now she chooses to go home or go to her sister's place. She keeps on refusing to stay the night out with us."

"Really?"

"Yeah, so we thought that she and her boyfriend made up or something and restrict her on going out with us. So we just let her be."

He just nods.

"That's until her issue with her father -"

"Oh shit!"

"What happen?" You looked at him. He is now looking for something in his bag.

"My phone died. And I can't find my charger anywhere. I think I forgot it on the plane." And he cursed again.

"I think Y/N have one on her room. Wait, I'll get it for you." You're about to stand up when he suddenly stop you and he stand up.

"Thanks but I'll get it. Just continue drinking that." As he eyed the cup of coffee you're drinking.

You didn't say anything but just nod and watch as he opens the door in Y/N room. What a gentleman, you thought as you continue drinking your coffee.

You are certain that you heard him sigh when he enter Y/N room.

You want to follow him, thinking that he might see something that Y/N will be mad at you that you let him in. But you don't care anymore.

And besides, he is just a friend to Y/N. Well, that's what she said. And the way he knew little about Y/N here, then you take that there's no way there in a relationship.

"Where is it again?" He shouted.

"Try the side table."

"Oh found it!" He sounds like a kid who found his lost candy or something. You can't help but smile.

A cup and two of coffee later, you received a message from Y/N telling that she'll be there in 15 minutes.

You got up and walk towards Y/Ns room where Christian is. He didn't come out since he found the charger he's looking for.

You're about to call him but immediately shut your mouth. Because what you saw is Christian all curl up on Y/N's bed while hugging one of her pillows.

"I'm sorry Andrew, I think we need to split up," you whispered to yourself as if you're talking to your boyfriend.

"Jamie?"

"Here." You heard her voice coming from your small kitchen.

You remove your shoes, you look at the living room, you failed to see Christian. As you walked towards Jamie, and you noticed that the door of your bedroom is slightly open.

"Hello there Madam." Jamie caught your attention and greeted you will all smile on her face.

"Where is he? Did he left?" You worried yourself.

"No, he's sleeping. Want some coffee?" She stands up towards your cupboards.

"Sleeping? In my room?" Then you looked towards your bedroom again.

"No, at my room. Of course your room, where else Madam." She raised her eyebrow while continue making you a cup of coffee.

"Funny! Just wait, I will take a look." You quickly walk toward your bedroom.

And there he was, Christian Yu at his peaceful state that he will ever be.

You came closer. You sigh with relief. And honestly, you are happy to see him. It was like seeing him just erased all worried you had before entering that room.

You tried to set aside some off his hair that covering his closed eyes. You're careful not to wake him up, but when you made contact with his hair, his body reacts.

'TheFudge! He really has a thing with his hair hah.' You froze for a sec but when you heard a small snore coming from him, you at ease yourself and studied him freely.

You're about to reach for his cheeks, that’s when Jamie's whisper from the door letting you know that your coffee is already done.

You retreat your hand and just walk towards your cabinet and pull some bedding since Christian is over the one you had on your bed and you don't want to wake him up. So you gently put the new bedding on him so he will not be mad at you once he woke up being cold.

You gently close the door of your bedroom. Being gently is really needed when Christian is sleeping. Since you knew he had few periods of sleep on his own.

"Haaaish!" Once you're in your small kitchen with Jamie. You scream but not too loud for the sleeping Christian to hear.

"Here. Drink. I think you need one to calm your mind." She laughs.

You sit facing her on your bar like a counter that divides your kitchen and living room.

She looked at you while you sip your coffee.

"Are you sure he's just your friend?" You almost burst out the coffee that you haven't shallow with her sudden question while a playful smile pastes in her face.

"Why? Did he say something?" You sound worried and that made her laugh. "Seriously Jamie? Now?" You let out a small chuckle.

"Well yes. To be honest, I can sense that you won't have enough time to spare for a girl talk but now."

She sensed it right. You let out a sigh. Don't know what to say.

"What? Is he just a friend, and who is the man together with your father yesterday Madam?"

You looked at her, you assumed that your face became gloomy because the playful smile she had turned to a worried face.

"Oh fvck! It's realy that a big deal?" Again you sigh. "Tell me Y/N, you know you can tell me anything."

"I think... I'll be resigning soon." You informed her.

"What? Why? When is soon?"

"I don't know.. I guess soon as within the coming week? Haaaish! I don't really know." You covered your face with both of your hands.

"This week?! Why so soon?" She zips on her coffee. "Does that mean I'll have a new boss? Oh God, please don't let it be Joy."

You can't help but laugh, as Jamie is referring to your mortal enemy on the company and the reason why you refer to that company as shitty shit.

"I'm serious Y/N, you know how she wanted your position. That's why she kept on sucking up to our Big Boss."

"I don't care anymore. I have more important things to deal than with a trash like her."

"Fvck Y/N! How about me and the whole staff under you? She will kill us one by one starting with me once you go."

The playful smile on her face is replaced with horrifying horror with just that idea.

"How about we quit together? How's Seoul for you?" You said while waiting for how she will respond.

"Wait. What?! Seoul? Me quitting?!"

You burst out laughing. Watching her facial expression is really funny.

"What? Don't play with me Y/N, seriously."

"I'm not. I'm just suggesting."

"Wait. Tell me all the details please, before sleeping prince charming there woke up. So spill it out!"

"Okay fine. I will tell you since I think I really need someone to ride this roller coaster with, so listen and I won’t tell this twice." You made up your mind at one thing and that is you will surely drag Jamie with this.

"First off, my Dad came with Jay yesterday to inform me that Jay will be my Husband-To-Be." Jamie is about to say something but I stopped her. "Yes, gahd-damn fix marriage on the 21st century. I hate the idea, I tried not to believe that my own father can do such thing but then again he is someone unpredictable so he just shows up with the man in my face and announcing that, that man is Jay, unfortunately, he will be the one I will end up marrying. And one of the worst part here is that Jay is all in with this thing just because my Dad offers him something, hell I don't know what."

"So this Jay guy, he will marry you just because of your dads' offer? Not because he likes nor love you right?"

"Wow Jamie, you really make it sound that I'm not likable or something. Thanks! You really made my feeling even better."

She laughs when she realizes how her question affects you.

"That's not it. It's just that-"

"Yeah. I know what you're trying to say. And yes, he is marrying me just because of my dad. Even tho we knew each other once upon a time."

"What? You mean you two already know each other?"

"That's what I just said. But that’s ages ago."

"What are you back then? Lovers or just friends."

That question suddenly shuts your mouth. You don't know how to answer.

"Fvck! It looks like you two have something in the past. Am I right?"

You didn't answer, you just sip more coffee and swallowing it seems hard enough. And that made Jamie chuckle.

"Does your father knew about it?"

"No!"

"What makes you so sure? Did that Jay tell you how he knew your father?"

"I'm sure. Jay said that he's been invited to some of my dads sponsored events. I'm not sure, Jay doesn't say much."

"How about asking your father?"

"Hell, I don't even want to see that old man."

"But what you're doing now is just play along with his plan, is that it?"

"Haaaish!" Then you drink up the remaining coffee you have in your cup.

"Okay, let's just end that there. What I want to know now is what's the deal with the sleeping hot prince there?"

You looked at her, and again the playful smile is back.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I've been your assistant for almost two years now Y/N. And as far as I can remember when someone from your family or friends will visit you, usually you will tell me ahead to fix your schedule and all. So what I'm saying is sleeping prince there is not came all the way here just for a simple visit and sight-seeing right."

You sigh deeply. You can't escape this one. Jamie knew you from cover to cover.

"You got me there."

"I know right." She said confidently as she takes another sip on her coffee.

"Actually, I think two days ago. Christian and I just talking over the phone about my issue with dad. I don't quite remember how but it ends up Christian confessing his feeling to me and me hanging up on him."

"Fvck! Really?!"

You don't even dare to look at Jamie. You just turn your back on her to look towards your room.

"Gahd Jamie! Now that I think about it, what will I do once Christian woke up?! I'm not sure what to say and how should I act towards him."

"Fvck Y/N. I can't believe that this kind of things really happened in real life. I mean, fixed marriage, then all of a sudden someone confess to you. I don't know if I feel pity or envious."

She totally ignored what you just said. You gave her a knowing look to shut her up.

"Sorry, but what did you say again?"

"Nevermind and there's nothing to get envious at all. You have no idea how my head hurts when I tried to think a way out of this."

She's about to say something when her phone ring. And her boyfriends' name flashed on the screen.

"Why you didn't answer?"

"It's fine, we just got into a little fight. But nothing serious." She said casually.

"You sure?"

You're worried that you tried to drag her with your shit when she had her own shit with her boyfriend, and even Jamie acts a playgirl most of the time, you knew that relationship for her is something important.

Well, that’s what you notice. Even she's already at her 7 or 8th relationship since you knew her.

"Of course. I'm sure he's already at my place all naked waiting for me."

You laugh.

"I guess I'll be going now." She looked at her wristwatch. "It's already lunchtime. Do you want me to order the both of you on my way out?"

You didn’t even notice the time. Even your tummy is not on the mood to be hungry at all.

"That would be great. Thanks." You smile at her offer.

"I won't accept your thank you if this wouldn't reflect on my paycheck Madam." then she wink when you knew what she meant.

You just laugh at her silliness.

"So do you have any preferred food?" She asked while she grabs your cup and washes it along with hers.

"Not really, I think anything will do."

"Okay, but isn't he a picky eater?" She refers to Christian.

"He eats anything." You laugh.

"Okay. Just wait for the delivery then."

You stand up and walked her on your doorway.

"Jamie."

"Hmmm?" She is busy putting on her heels.

"Thank you so much for this. Seriously, I don't know what will I do if you're not here."

"No worries Y/N. You know you can count on me anytime if something’s up, okay?"

You just nod. And she hugged you. And your berried you head on her shoulder.

"How about this, think that I'm not here, what would you do?"

You freed yourself from her and faced her will all confused.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, think of what will you do if I'm not here to help you today. If you're the one who will pick up your friend, then along your way to the airport that Jay messages you. What will you do? Will you continue picking up Christian or return where Jay is? It's just a thought but I think with that you can somehow know where you want to be in the first place Y/N."

You kept quiet.

"I know you're a brilliant lady Y/N. That's a fact. And I know that you won't do something that would lead you to where you don't want to be in the first place."

Jamie's long gone but you found yourself leaning on your kitchen counter while looking at your bedrooms' door while a glass of wine in your hand.

What Jamie said to you before she goes is really taken over you. So instead of making another glass of coffee, you decide to open up some wine you stocked for a sudden occasion.

You pour again your wine glass full. You lost count on how many glasses you had. You decide to drink it all up and go check if Christian is still breathing in your room.

When you take a step forward, you knew you're a bit drunk when you bump yourself on the couch on your way to the bedroom.

You're about to grab the doorknob when the sound of your doorbell take over the silence of your whole apartment.

Worried that it might cause Christian to wake up, you immediately walk at your door without peeking on the peephole. Just mentally praying that you won't be ending up opening the door for Jay.

You sigh with relief when you end up with the delivery guy holding the food what Jamie ordered for you and Christian.

"It's paid already?"

"Yes Ma'am."

You confirmed the order, and the delivery guy gave you the heavy plastic after signing on the receipt.

"Ah, okay thanks."

You put the plastic at the table. Not bothering to look what’s inside.

You knew it’s more than enough for you and Christian. Jamie overdo it on ordering food. She really wants to relieve your stress by eating.

Again, you're on your way to the bedroom. You manage to walk at your door peacefully.

Not feeling dizzy, but you can feel that your whole body is numb and your head is so heavy for your body to carry.

As you gently open your room, you saw that Christian is still all curl up

while hugging a pillow. Just like you left him earlier.

You walk towards him, still deciding if you should wake him up to eat or let him sleep a little more.

You're trying to sit on the edge of the bed to look at him closely.

"SHIT!"

You cursed when you lost your balance and about to hit the floor, your face first. You manage to grab on Christians arm for support but still, you knew you will fall in the floor so you closed your eyes.

Christian immediately open his eyes when he heard you cursed. And seeing you're about to lose your balance his first reflex is to pull you towards the bed. Or more likely towards him.

Good enough that Christian is much stronger than the gravity, so you end up laying over his chest.

No complaint though, this is much better than hitting the floor.

"Are you okay?" He said while gently rubbing your back.

You tried to get up by putting all your strength in your arms but failed miserably when you bump your head in Christians chest.

"Y/N?" He calls you at your name in a soft-gentle tone you never knew he can do such.

All you can manage is raise your head and look at him. You smiled awkwardly at him and he smiled at you the same way. But there's something in his eyes that you can't explain what.

"Are you sick? Your face is all red." His hand landed on your forehead.

"No, I'm fine. I had just a couple glass of wine just now."

"What time is it already?" He asked all confused, maybe thinking that he might over-slept.

You check the clock on your bedside that Christian failed to notice.

"Almost 2." You try again to get up but Christian hugged you tight that end up berried your face in his should and you cant move even an inch.

"Ba?" You whispered in his ears that’s so close to your lips. You don't know what to say and how to react. But one thing is clear with you.

"Just let me hold you like this for few more minutes, please."

He didn't need to tell you twice because you closed your eyes and let him hold you the way and long as he wants.

"Thank you, Y/N." He whispered softly closer to your left ear that causes your whole body shiver. "Thank you for being here, I thought I'll end up losing sight of you again. I missed you so much Y/N."

You put both of your hand beside his head as you tried to raise your upper body just to get a better view of his face.

And now that you're face to face with him, words in your mind can't manage to go out in your mouth.

He didn't say anything but just continue looking at you and manage to caress your cheeks then your ear and he’d do it back and forth.

You're amazed on how his touch affects your whole body. You closed your eyes to feel it more and remember the feeling when his other hand does the same thing.

He kept doing it and you let him. A few more seconds, you felt his hand towards your nape. And you flinched as you feel the chills caused by what he did.

He tried to hold the back of your neck again, and you're about to stop him when you're the one being stopped by him.

Stop by his lips on yours. He caught you off guard so you somehow made your mouth slightly open, but enough for him to take it as a signal to continue kissing you.

What more surprised you are that you respond to his kisses passionately as if he is your boyfriend. And knowing that he isn't, you can't find any refusal both in your mind and body. It was as if it’s all natural and was meant to happen.

After no idea how long that kissed you both shared was, you both enough up catching breaths.

He laughs when you still trying to catch your breath while resting again on his shoulders.

You manage to pull his hair with your other hand just to make him stop. But that just cause him to laugh evermore.

You gave up.

You already knew what's the answer to Jamie's question before she leaves.

Honestly, you knew it before she even asked. It's just you let yourself be blinded by all the shitty shit happens these few days that made you forget the few things that your mind and heart agreed on. And one of the few things is Christian Yu.

It's clear to you that he liked you longer than your friendship was. And he hides his feelings because you saw him as a big brother back then. And you get to understand that.

Putting yourself in his place, you understand him. And what's make you happier is that you knew at the end of the day, friend or more, you can't picture your life without Christian in it.

He will always and will be the first person comes to your mind when you want to tell when something good, sad, funny or just out of the ordinary happens to you.

Christian is Your Person. And it's okay if you fall for Your Person. Nothing better than that.

All of a sudden he kissed the top of your head.

And it’s your turn to laugh with him being playful. A laugh that genuinely happy. Being happy that you last felt when you booked your vacation in Seoul with him.

"I won't let you out of my sight ever again Y/N. I love you."

He hugged you tightly. And you replied him with a hug as an approval.

To Be Continue....

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8

A/N: what do you think about this chapter? Talk to me, don’t be shy. I won’t bite. Have a good day/night everyone!

Y/N Portrayer in collage is Mari Jasmine ~ check her out in IG (GIRL CRUSH)

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acciojeongguk-blog1 · 7 years

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S.O.S || Jeon Jungkook

Word count: 823

Summary: You, falling for your famous best friend who just started dating another artist

— lyrics from SOS by Ashley Frangipane

Genre: Angst

A/N: this is my first time ever writing something like this so please bear with me lol and and and lots of grammar error sorry!

Clutching the steering wheel crying out loud But your voice on the airways drowns me out

Kookie: Y/n! I’m so happy

Kookie: She finally said yes!

read at 2:36 AM

I've asked myself these questions since 10 PM. "Why do i care? Why does it hurt?" In hopes of finding another answer other than “ I'm in love with my best friend"

Jeon Jungkook. He's my best friend. He's the only person that knows everything about me. Well except the fact that I'm helplessly in love with him. He's the person that I could talk to during my rough days. He's always there. For me.

Jeon jungkook. The person I love so much yet it hurts so much to even say his name out loud.

Jeon Jungkook. The maknae of a successful boyband called BTS. My best friend. Who just started dating another artist.

He's everything i ever wished for. But I'm not everything he ever wished for.

So here I am, in my car crying my heart out. Wishing I could just make this damn feeling for him disappear.

God. Please just take this pain away.

Y/n: Congrats kookie! Hope it'll last long! :)

Crazy to think that since 5 AM all I see is brown eyes And I'm lost in them

After few months of dating her like every relationship, you guys fought. And that night you came to my house crying. Scared that she will end it. You also told me that you love her so much.

It fucking hurts.

But I took care of you that night. Made you your favorite warm chocolate drink. Listen to your rants about her.

It was around 5 AM and we're both still wide awake. Sleeping on the same bed just staring at each other because you were too tired to talk.

And I didn't know how it happened. I just blinked and

We kissed.

It felt so good, your lips on my lips. Years of imagining it and it finally came true. but sadly, it was a mistake for you.

and you immediately stood up and ran out of my house.

I get it she's tall and she's pretty and blonde And she can write one hell of a breakup song but She'll never love you like I could.

You ignored my texts for months so I decided to stop texting and reaching out for you. I really want to ask how are you but I know you'll just ignore me.

I saw the news about you and her almost every day. And apparently, you guys almost broke up? I mean I know about that because of her new song.

She's really pretty jungkook.

I wish I could be enough for you. I wish I could just be like her so you will love me back? Yeah. She even posted a picture of you with the caption I love you. I know she loves you but I know for a fact I can love you more than her.

But it doesn't matter, right?

Now i wonder what it's like to run my fingers through your hair, but I'll never know And i wonder what it's like to come home late and have you there, but I'll never know

3 AM and I was just staring at the ceiling when I got a text,

From you.

Finally after months and weeks, you finally text me.

It was a simple hello. Followed by a paragraph of you explaining how sorry you are.

Of course, stupid me forgave you immediately.

Jungkook: so we’re still best friend right?

Woop there it is. Best friend. The only thing I will ever be.

I wish I know what it feels like to run my hair through hair while you fall asleep. I wish I could come home and have you there sitting on the sofa greeting me with ur beautiful smile.

But I'll never know.

And I've memorized every line on you fingertips. And I've fantasized "bout whats its like to say "goodnight" to your kiss

I remember playing with your hands whenever I'm with you. I find myself being so calm every time I play with it. And you told me you liked it. That's how I've memorized the line on your fingertips.

Can you believe I still can feel your lips on my lips? It's been months but I just can't forget it.

It hurts so much jungkook.

And I wish I could tell you all my pain but you're the one who caused it without you knowing.

Jungkook: I'm really in love with her

I promised you I would do anything to make you happy even if it hurts me.

So here I am. Crying my heart out in my car again. Wishing you nothing but happiness with her.

Y/n: you're so whipped hahahaha i really hope you'll be with her for a long time because she makes you so happy.

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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (3)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

WARNING: Just some curse words in some part. (sorry)

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) First of all, I want to apologize if anyone one of you been waiting for this update for so long (but its only bout a week. haha) anyways, here’s the CHAPTER 3. It’s a bit long due to full of convo. If you might get bored along the way, im sorry. But please do read till the end. <3 HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT. <3

Your sleep has been broke when your mobile rang.

You open your eyes and immediately saw the digital clock on your bedside and saw its still 6 in the morning.

You plan to just ignore the call, but when you remember that it might be Christian calling, you felt some chills run thru your body and thinking that he’s already on the Arrival of the airport waiting. You suddenly reach it.

As you check the caller ID, Jamie name is on the screen.

You felt relieved. And sad.

“Hello?�� you answered without energy for the lack of sleep.

“Good morning to you too Madam.” Jane said in a full of energy.

“Hah! What’s up Jamie? It’s better to be a good one on this early morning.”

“Well, I guess it’s good and a bit of bad.”

“Fine. Nowadays I don’t think anything will surprise me after what happened yesterday. So tell me.”

“Okay. First thing is that friend of yours who you asked me to look up his flight details, luckily I contact Rafael during his shift so he gave me the info and as he checks there’s two flight schedule under the same name and -” You cut her off on what she is saying.

“What?!” ‘What the heck does he thinking booking in two flights.’

“Heh Heh - and as I was talking to Rafael that time, the last additional booking been confirmed. Meaning that friend of yours check-in at that moment.”

“And what time does he be arriving here Jamie? Please just tell me and I think my head will explode any moment.”

“That will be exactly 30 minutes ago since his plane arrived at the airport.”

“The fudge Jamie! Why did you just call me now?! Haaaish!” You got off from your bed fast as if it’s on fire.

“Chill Madam, here’s the good thing. I have the idea that after that sudden visit from your father and that fine man yesterday you’ll be staying awake for the whole night. So.. as a good friend of yours, I took the liberty of picking up your friend and I’m currently driving my way to the arrival now.” Hearing that, you felt relieved and thankful for Jamie. “What’s his name again -” You heard some flipping papers.

“Christian.” You continued.

“Yeah. Also known as Mr. Ba Rom Yu. Gosh, being Korean must be cool, you can have two names.” You gave in for a small laugh. “Anyways, while I pick him up could you make your self-be at your gorgeous form for I already booked the two of you a breakfast reservation at the restaurant just in front your building. Or you just want me to bring him up there in your apartment?” You heard her laugh.

“You’re crazy Jamie! But thank you so much for this.”

“You’re thanking me because I will bring him up in your apartment?” You can’t help but laugh as well. “Well, I just parked my car and I’m on my way in the Arrival section.”

“Okay. I’ll get a quick shower and just wait for you both at the restaurant. Thank you again, friend.”

“No worries. Oh! I almost forgot.”

“What is it?”

“Could you possibly send me any current picture of this friend of yours? So I won’t look so clueless while waiting for him. And I bet that he doesn’t expect that someone will pick him up.”

“Sure no problem. I’ll just send you now.”

“That would be great.”

“Later then.” You’re about to end the call when she says something.

“Wait Y/N!”

“What is it?” You asked on confuse.

“You’re sure his just a friend? Nothing more?” You can imagine that she’s smiling like an idiot.

“Oh, Jamie! You and your filthy mind. He’s a fri-” You pause for a moment because something inside you is against on what you about to say. “- a dear friend of mine, okay?”

“Okay, okay. So he’s a dear friend. In short, he’s just a friend who’ll visit you all of a sudden?”

“Jamie?”

“Yes?”

“Can you continue interrogating me, maybe later? Or just after you pick him up and when we meet at the restaurant? You see, I can’t really do anything while you’re asking me these questions.”

“Oh yeah, sorry about that Madam. Okay then, see you.” You heard her laugh and you end the call.

After the call, you immediately send the picture of Christian on your Camera roll to Jamie.

You inhale then exhale for two to three times before you finally move yourself to take a short shower.

While drying your hair, your eyes is busy assessing your closet on what to wear and checking your phone time to time.

Finally, over the clothes you have (you’re not that really into buying many clothes. and fashion for you is wearing anything comfy) not that many to choose from. You settled for an off-shoulder top, a ripped jeans and white rubber shoes.

Not so over the top, just casual enough for just a breakfast. And hell, why am I so conscious of what I’m going to wear?! Just relax Y/N. Damn Jamie, she got you on her plan thinking that this is a date or something. But you’ll be meeting with Christian.

Christian, your dumb friend for so long.

Christian who confesses his feeling towards you not to long ago.

Christian Yu who came to Dubai from Seoul just to have a clear talk to you.

BaRom Yu who now gives you this different feeling every time he crosses your damn mind.

It’s either your mind gone filthy or just gave up due to overthinking.

You took the last look on your body size mirror before heading outside your apartment towards the restaurant just in front of your apartment.

You send a message to Jamie that you’re on your way to the restaurant.

You can’t stop looking over the entrance of the restaurant (or more likely coffee shop but looks like a restaurant for its very sophisticated interior) you’re in every time you heard the waiter in front welcoming every customer’s coming in.

You force yourself to focus on something else besides looking over the entrance, you unconsciously tapping your fingers on the table as if you’re playing the piano. And your eyes wondered on the menu on the table. You ordered already when you came in but still asked the waitress to leave the menu for Christian might want something else.

As you take a zip on your Americano, you received a message. In the thought of it might be Jamie, you checked the screen immediately. But it’s not from Jamie.

With that, you automatically grab your shoulder bag and walk-run towards the exit of the restaurant slash the cafe Jay mentioned.

While saying a few things to the waiter in the entrance, you immediately call Jamie.

“Where are you now?” You immediately asked cutting her hello when she answers your call.

“Wow! Are you that excited Madam?” She laughs.

But you’re in a hurry and your mind is going insane. “Seriously Jamie. Cut it. This is important. So tell me.”

As if she somehow felt something is wrong on the way you respond to her, she gets serious.

“Just a few blocks away. Why?”

“Is that Y/N?” You are about to jaywalk when you heard Christian voice.

Jamie’s about to answer him when “NO! Don’t tell him that it’s me!” 'What the fudge am I saying?!’

“Wait. What?!” Jamie ignores Christian’s question.

“Never mind.”

“Are you sure?” Jamie sound worried.

“Yeah. I’m doomed anyway. Haaaish!” You screamed not too loud for anyone but you and Jamie to hear.

You heard he laugh. As you check the road before running towards the entrance of your apartment building.

“Just gonna take this left turn, then we’re there.” She informed you.

“Okay. I need you to just listen okay? Don’t overreact and don’t let Christian know. Just yes or no. You got it?” You strictly tell her. And she knew that this is no time for a joke so she said yes.

“I just left the restaurant.”

“Okay.”

“Apparently, Jay message me saying that he’s in my apartment lobby. And he asked me to eat in the same restaurant.” You heard Jamie Hummed, while your eyes are busy scanning the lobby. But you can’t find Jayfreakin Park.

You went directly to the front desk.

“Excuse me?”

“Yes, good morning Miss. Y/L/N”

“Yea. Did someone asked for me today?”

As he checked the list, Jamie informs you that they’re in front of the restaurant. Meaning, just outside.

You looked outside and saw Jamie’s car and saw Christian on the passenger seat.

He is wearing a black cap and a black t-shirt. Even you’re far and your site is not that clear anymore, you can still see how fine looking and handsome he is just like the time you saw him.

You notice that Christian is roaming the sidewalks so when he’s about to look at your way, you immediately turn around.

'Fudge! I’m acting as if I’m a criminal or something. I hate this!’

“Jamie, you there?”

“Yes.”

“So, here’s the plan.”

“Well, it’s about time.”

The receptionists inform you that Jay asked you apartment number and probably already there and endlessly pushing the doorbell. So you head for the elevator and pressed for the 15th floor.

“Ssssh! So, just take Christian for breakfast. And if I can’t make it still, then just settle him in my apartment. Just tell him that I had some urgent meeting that needs to attend to. He will understand it for sure.”

“Okay, got it.”

“One more thing Jamie, NEVER LET CHRISTIAN OFF YOUR SIGHT.”

“Whaaaaaaat?!”

You dropped the call, and turned your mobile to silent mode.

The elevator chimed and it slides open. Along the hall, you saw a man standing in front of your door. As you walk towards him, somehow he felt someone is coming near him so he looked at your way.

His face expression turned from surprise to amazement?

Now that you’re getting closer to him. You suddenly notice what he’s wearing. Faith? Soulmate? Destiny? And your mind cursed that too many you lost count.

“Hey there baby girl.” he greeted you with his million dollar smile.

You’re about to say something back when he suddenly came closer. You froze. Talk about personal space. He gave you a peck on your cheeks.

He grinned and licked his lips when he saw your reaction after.

“What brings you here this early Oppa?” you asked when you try to recover from what he did.

“Well, I taught you already seen my text giving the fact that you’re holding your phone.” He smirked when he saw how you react to his statement.

You sighed deeply. Can’t believe he manages to make you surrender that easily. For the first time, your mind and body felt so drained. This change of events has taken a toll on you.

As much as you hate it but you surrender. Thinking that Christian is just across the street. And Jay might see him. God knows what will happen once this two see now.

Actually, you don’t have any idea, but you can’t take any risk now.

“Hey Y/N? Did you hear what I just said?”

You shake your head. And he laughs.

“Aigoooo~ I guess I’m not the only one who didn’t get any sleep last night.” Then he reached for my head just to make my hair a mess.

“Oppa!” You attempt to punch him but he easily avoids it. “Haaaaish! Whatever. I’m hungry!” And then you turn around and walk towards the elevator.

“Wait up baby girl. Where are you going? This is your apartment right?” he said while walking quickly to catch up to you.

“WRONG! So don’t go here ever again without informing me first or you might get a ban in this building.”

You pressed B1 on the elevator.

“Why B1?” He’s about to press G but you stop him. He looked at you surprised.

AWKWARD.

You quickly looked away and leaving his hand hanging. He chuckled.

“As if they can ban me, The Jay Park.” he softly bumps you on your shoulder just to make you react on his very lame joke.

“Well, that just sounds like some literal park.” And you stick out your tongue to him.

“Kyeopta..”

You just shut your mouth and tilt your head to the side. Trying to forget how his words affect you.

“Y/N?”

You look at him as a reaction.

He is about to tell something when the elevator chimed and slides open.

Without any thought, you walked out and went to your parked car.

“Where are you talking me? Don’t tell me we’re going to elope?”

You tried to hold your laugh and say something to know that you’re mad, but when you looked at him you just can’t. He looked so so.. liked a kid.

Fudge. I think this will be the death of me.

Please, somebody, save me..

TO BE CONTINUE…

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

Y/N Portrayer in collage is @Mari_jasmmn ~ check her out in IG (GIRL CRUSH)

Hope that you guys enjoyed this. The next chapter will be uploaded within two days. Like and Reblog. It can really motivate me to post, haha! Time check: 3:05am

Anyways, what do you think about this chapter? Talk to me, don’t be shy. I won’t bite.

Have a good day/night everyone!

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oppatxtme · 7 years

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Christian Yu: What’s On Sight (2)

CHRISTIAN YU x READER x JAY PARK

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

WARNING: Just some curse words in some part. (sorry)

A/N: (Nhaks lakas maka-A/N HAHA!) Anyways, hello guys! Here I am again. Sorry if I uploaded this late? Or too early? That it's too short for my liking. The truth is I planned to add this to the first post but decided not to. To avoid confusion. Again I apologize with this. I’m still new to this and had a lot to learn. Hope that you all understand. Thank you for that!

The day went fast and tiring.

As you finish the last report that you needed to submit for the day, you checked on the time on your desktop.

It's already 4 pm. One more hour and you’re out of that hell place.

Lost in thought, you got surprised when your direct telephone rang. You checked the caller ID flashing, hoping that it’s not your OIC.

And when you see the ID number, and the name of your friend, you answer it smiling.

"Hey! Are you sleeping and it took you so long to pick up?" You hear her laughing.

"Of course not. How can I sleep when my assistant keeps on sending me reports that I need to double check just because she doesn’t have any confidence in it." You act as if you're irritated.

"Well, I apologize for that Madam, if you find me as useless as ever. Don't you worry; I'll make it up to you. How about we grab some pizza or something after work?"

"Wow! Looks someone is in a good mood."

You remember that just last week, you both gone out for some girls night out just because she and his boyfriend got a fight.

"Do I sound like that?" she laughs as if it surprised her.

"So what’s the plan? Tell me before I change my mind and just go straight home."

"I already send you a message about it. But I think you’re not checking your cell phone. That's unusual."

"Ah, you did?"

"What's up?" she sounds worried. "Oh shoot! Mrs. Nashreen is calling on the other line. Let's just talk about it later."

"Okay, but there's nothing to talk about." You said before dropping the call.

'Haaaash... Now that I'm done with my work, I guess it's time to face my dilemma that I tried to forget while working.'

You get your mobile on one of your tables drawer. It's on ‘Do Not Disturb' mode that’s why you didn’t even notice it at all.

But when you scroll the notification you had. Your eyes got bigger that it could pop out at any second.

After reading his last message, you checked the time and end up calculating it on the one hour he said.

'AAAAAAARGH! Just 5 minutes left!'

Without giving it much of a thought, you just swipe his contact ID and the next thing you saw on your mobile screen is that you're calling him.

After just one rang on the other line, he picks up.

'God, why did he answer so quickly. Did he really wait for me all day? Now I feel so terrible. Way to go Y/N.'

"Y/N?" Just hearing him say your name in a very sad voice doesn’t make you feel any better.

"Oh? Christian.. What’s up? What’s with all the fuzz?" You tried to ignore the fact that he just confesses to you earlier that day.

'You just level up on your stupidity. Congrats Y/N'

He didn’t answer, instead, you heard his sight. "Don’t be like that Y/N. We needed to talk, and you know why."

Now it’s your turn to sight a long one. Just to calm your mind.

"I'm so sorry Christian. You know that I already had so much in mind before and after hearing what you said, my mind just went blank. Honestly, I felt like I've been in a total auto-pilot mode till now."

"I know. It’s okay, and I'm sorry if I end up pressuring you with all of this. I really am sorry Y/N. Please don't hate me."

"Wait, what? Why would you think that I hate you?"

"Well because you -" He will say something more but you cut him off.

"Is it because I didn’t respond on any of your calls and messages?" You guessed.

"Well, yeah."

You laugh. Even though you’re not sure what for, but you just felt like it’s the only way you could think clearly with all this over thinking shit.

"Christian Yu, you know for a fact that it’s hard for me to hate you and it's stupid of me if I even think of hating you just because of what you said." You decide to be positive about it. 'Positive thoughts'. "Tell you what, why wouldn’t we just talk more about this once I got home?"

"Are you still at work? I'm sorry, did I disturb you? I hope not." He sounded more worried all of a sudden.

"Don't worry too much Christian, I'm done with my work and just waiting for the time so I can finally go. And please enough saying 'SORRY', you know I hate that word. And ‘what’s done is done’ remember? That’s my motto. Haha!"

"Okay, if you say so. I'm just happy that we're now talking and you confirmed me that you don’t hate me. Thank you, Y/N."

You couldn’t help but smile dumbly by yourself. Somehow you felt relieved. And with all the things that keep on happening to you, this is the first time you felt that you can get through this.

"No worries Christian. Just don’t stress yourself about me. I'm fine. Trust me with this; I can handle with my trashy life." You laugh when you heard him chuckle. "Oh yeah, I and Jamie have plans after work. So I might go home late. It's already 10 pm there, right? So how about I'll just call you tomorrow?" You happily suggested.

"Hmmmm.. Y/N?" He sounded worried again.

"What is it?"

"How about we just talk this all out by tomorrow?"

"Didn’t you heard me when that’s exactly what I just said? Haha."

"No. I mean, you and me, really talk about it tomorrow?"

"That’s what I've been saying. Now you're confusing me."

"Well, you said that it’s hard for you to hate me right? And I won’t say sorry because as per you, what’s done is done. I'll just hold to your words."

"What the heck are you blabbering about CHRISTIAN YU?!" Now you're confused. An idea pops in your head and hoping that what you think is wrong.

'Oh, you didn’t BAROM YOO! Or else you're definitely a dead meat!'

"I kinda already booked a direct flight to Dubai just before you called."

"YOU WHAAAAAT?!"

"Ergh, I thought you wouldn’t call. And I really wanted to talk to you face facing Y/N. Please understand."

"AAAARGGSSSSH! Seriously Christian Yu! How can you just decide all that just because I didn’t respond to you? You're making me insane."

"Because scared got the better of me Y/N. Scared that you might be gone in my life just like that. Scared that you've might decide to agree on your father’s terms. Scared that you might hate me. And scared to see you again with someone that isn’t me."

"Do you really love me that much Barom?"

You secretly cursed yourself by letting that question slip your mouth instead of just keeping it to yourself.

"God knows Y/N, I've always been in love with you. I just don't know how not to. Please forgive me."

What good deed did you do in your past life to even deserve to hear those very words Y/N.

You felt goosebumps and your face got red as an apple.

"Saying that won't save you on my punch and kicks once you step your foot here Christian. I won't give you any mercy with this." You said jokingly.

You heard him laugh. And it melts your heart. You felt weird.

"What can I do, there’s no refund policy. So I guess I'll just wear a punch proof or something."

You laugh at his lame joke.

You're about to say something when you heard a knock on your office door. When it open, a head of someone you’re too familiar with pops out.

"Oh, my! Jay Park in the flesh!" You said smiling back to the person who just finally enter your office. But the smile you had doesn’t stay that long when someone came behind him. "Dad?"

Lost and confuse is written all over your face.

"Y/N?"

You almost forgot that you’re talking to Christian.

"Oh yeah, something came up Ba. I'll just talk to you later."

And you end the call without waiting for his reply.

And you felt bad about it. But the two person towards of you is just too much to set aside.

Now that I think about it, I don’t know if I will feel relieved or not once Christian arrived by tomorrow.

(CHRISTIAN YU POV)

You heard a knock, you thought it’s your door, but it’s on Y/N.

"Oh, my! Jay Park in the flesh." She seemed surprised.

'Huh? Jay Park? The Jay Park? Why would he be there? Did Y/N know him? I have no idea. What the heck is going on there? What’s with all this?'

"Dad?" She sounded worried.

'Fuck! Don't tell me-?!'

"Y/N?"

"Oh yeah, something came up Ba. I'll just talk to you later." And then she hang-ups.

'Shit! I really need to be with Y/N fast!'

You contact again your secretary if it’s possible to book you with much earlier flight other than the one you already book.

Good enough she informed you that there’s an available flight and its within two hours from now.

Without any thought, you told her to change your flight with that and with any more words you hang up.

You need to get your things ready. And will just talk to the crew about your plan once you're already checked in.

You can’t take any more risk on delaying yourself to be with Y/N.

I know they will understand. Well, I do hope so. I just love her so much that I can't just sit back any longer. And what more worrying you is Jay Park.

What has he had to do and he just pops up like that.

TO BE CONTINUE...

Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9

I apologize if it's too short. Time check 2:40 am and need to get some sleep. Haha. Thank you for reading. wait for the next update. Let's all see how Jay Park fit in this messy life Y/N have. ^__^

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