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cocobeanncteez · 3 years

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ATEEZ Jongho Imagine: When he's still in contact with his ex-mistress. (Mafia au)

Anonymous said: hii idk if u take reqs but i really enjoy ur storyies n wanted to req smth angsty......mafia jongho who still is in touch w his exmistress n his wife does not like it.... ending can be anyth thx

A/N: Thank you for requesting! My requests are actually closed right now, but I loved this idea so I decided to write it! I hope you like it!

Genre: Angst, mafia au.

Pairing: Mafia!Jongho / Husband!Jongho x reader (fem)

Warnings: profanities, mentions of abuse, alcohol, cheating, and guns.

Tears streamed down your face while your back was pressed against the wall, watching your husband, Jongho, get changed to go who knows where.

The two of you had gotten into the worst argument you've ever had. Jongho's toxic ex-mistress was trying to fuck up your relationship yet again, but your husband just couldn't see that. She was his mistress for five years and older than him by seven years; she was the reason why Jongho got into the mafia world. He did love her a lot, but she used him only for her pleasure and abused him on countless occasions. One day, she decided to leave him and he was completely shattered. You entered his life a few months later, and it took you nearly a year to pick up every piece and put him back together. When she suddenly came back into his life, Jongho didn't tell you about it. They chose to speak once in a while... until she found out about you and decided to cause a lot of drama. You were beyond uncomfortable with that fact that your husband kept in touch with her; even after you expressed how you felt about it, your words went into his ears and left just as fast. You wondered how much longer you could tolerate this, cause honestly, you were so close to your limit.

The sound of a gun cocking brought you out of your thoughts. You glanced at Jongho who was thoroughly checking his handgun before he placed it inside his leather jacket.

"Where are you going?" you asked in concern, hoping it wasn't a mission, although he could handle it if it was one. The worst part about being in the mafia was never knowing whether your loved ones would come back alive once they walk out the door.

"That's none of your business," he replied, making your heart ache.

"I'm your wife, Jongho, it is my business," you said in a soft tone. "Are you going on a mission or—" He left before you could finish talking, slamming the door harshly behind him.

You slid down against the wall, putting your head in your hands while you started crying again. Why couldn't he see how much he was hurting you?

"Y/N! Y/N, wake up!" you felt someone shaking your body. You accidentally fell asleep on the floor while crying last night.

"How the fuck is she sleeping in that position? Her neck is gonna hurt badly."

You slowly opened your eyes, immediately meeting San's dark brown ones. Mingi was next to him, looking at you like as if you were an alien.

"No offense, but you look like shit," Mingi commented, making you snort.

You got up from the floor, groaning in pain due to the pain you felt all over your body, especially in your neck.

"Told you she's gonna be in pain," San murmured to Mingi.

The two of them left you to shower while they made some breakfast. You checked your reflection in the mirror, not surprised to see the puffy bags under your swollen eyes.

You were sure Jongho didn't come back last night, and you really wanted to know where he was.

After taking a shower and having breakfast with San and Mingi, you decided to ask them about Jongho's whereabouts.

"Guys, do you know where Jongho is?"

"Nope," Mingi said. On the other hand, San noticeably tensed up.

"You were with him, weren't you?" you questioned San.

"Not really, but we were at the same club," he said, avoiding eye contact. San has been your bestfriend ever since you were kids, so you could easily tell that there was something else he wasn't telling you about.

"Sannie, I know you're hiding something from me," you crossed your arms over your chest. "You're my bestfriend, not Jongho's, so you better tell me now."

He took a deep breath. "You're not going to be happy about it."

Your eyes widened, immediately realizing what he meant. "He was with that stupid bitch?!"

You lit a scented candle and stripped your clothes off before sitting in the whirlpool tub in your bathroom. You felt like shit the entire day and you really just needed to relax.

After a few minutes, you heard your bathroom door open and Jongho walked in, eyes immediately settling on you. You were surprised he came home so fast after being with his ex-mistress.

"I'm sorry," your husband said, sitting at the edge of the tub. You ignored him, closing your eyes, trying to focus on the warm water instead. "So you're just going to ignore me now?" You didn't say anything while you got out of the tub, wrapping your wet body with a towel.

"Y/N, talk to me," Jongho mumbled, following you to the closet. You wore your panties and a white tank top before moisturizing your legs. "Fuck, Y/N. Talk to me!" Jongho's voice raised a little. "Say something for fucks sake!"

You turned to look at him. "Why don't you go talk to your ex-mistress instead?"

"She means nothing to me!"

You took a deep breath. "Did you sleep with her?" you questioned your husband, staring right into his eyes.

Jongho's jaw dropped a little in shock. "I would never ever be unfaithful to you. How could you even think that I—"

"You were drunk and you spent the night at your ex-mistress' place, Jongho!" you yelled, cutting him off. "You spent the night at that fucking bitch's place after all the shit she did to you! What do you expect me to think?!"

"I wouldn't have been there if I wasn't drunk," he stated, taking your hands in his. "But believe me, nothing happened between us last night. I passed out on her couch."

You chucked bitterly. "You expect me to believe that? You really think I'd believe that after what happened a few months ago?" you asked, referring to the time when he kissed her while being extremely drunk.

"I told you I would never look at another woman as long as I wear this," he held his hand up, pointing to his wedding ring.

"Wow, that makes this situation a whole lot better!" you said sarcastically. Jongho's lips pulled into a thin line. He really didn't know what to do; all he knew was he fucked up big time.

Jongho sighed deeply. "Okay, I know I fucked up and I'm sorry," he said after a few seconds of silence.

You scoffed, tears brimming your eyes. "I've been telling you for months now that I-I," you choked out a sob while the tears began to roll down your face. "That I'm uncomfortable with you having any sort of contact with her, but you don't give a fuck. I wouldn't have any issues with you talking to her if she wasn't constantly trying to screw things up between us. Why can't you see that she's messing things up between us? Why do you always fucking defend her when everyone else can see what she's doing?"

Jongho kept quiet, listening to every word you said, thinking about all the fights you two had because of her. "I can't tolerate this anymore. I'm literally done, Jongho," you continued. "I really can't handle it anymore. I tried my best to tolerate everything, but I'm fucking exhausted now. What's the point of being married to someone who clearly prefers the company of his ex-mistress?" Jongho's eyes widened at your words, wondering if what he was thinking was right or wrong.

His thoughts were confirmed once you were about to take your wedding ring off; he immediately put his hand over yours, stopping you from doing so.

"Don't," he whispered, pain and fear clear in his beautiful eyes. "Please don't. I love you, Y/N." He leaned his forehead against yours. "I swear she means nothing to me. I'll stop talking to her. I'm so sorry for hurting you. Please don't leave me." You felt a wet drop fall onto your cheek, making you look up at your husband. This was the first time you saw Jongho crying and the sight of it broke your heart. You cupped his cheeks, wiping his tears away.

"Don't leave," he murmured, more tears rolling down his perfect face.

"I won't," you sighed. You could never leave him; you loved him way too much. "But you have to promise me that you'll cut her out of your life completely, Jongho. It's damaging our relationship."

"I promise I will," he vowed, wrapping his arms tightly around your waist, scared that you might disappear. You slightly smiled, giving him a soft kiss that instantly made him feel relaxed. You could only hope he would listen to you this time.

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verritytorres · 6 years

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calron fake dating au - unfinished outline

THROUGHOUT ONE MONTH (OCTOBER 2017)

· still not fully clear on why they fake date but we getting there

o call announces it for shits n giggles at a party on Thursday night (drunk? to celia the gossip queen?) then morning after everyone’s like “oh congrats on finally dating aaron btw!” “what”

o aaron’s pissed at first cause that’s actually a shitty thing to do also he’s been pining for going on two years now do u have any idea what this does to his Heart

o that is, until something happens that convinces him

§ some bully fuckers in the locker room after soccer practice like “who we gonna get today, chad?” “well everyone in here is off limits so--” aaron chimes in “what do you mean… off limits” “look youre a respectable guy so we treat you right, always have. teammates honor and all that. so we get at other people instead” (cue Dark Aaron) “and who are these other people” “that scrawny guy hunt for example” “oh, you mean call hunt my boyfriend?” “your…what?” “you heard me. if you fuck with him, you and I might have a problem. and nobody wants that.”

§ later, aaron texts call “I’m in.”

§ “sweet. what changed ur mind?” “That’s not important.”

· the only person that knows is tamara bc helou its tamara they don’t keep secrets from each other

o STUDY SESSION AT THE GABLES FRIDAY AFTERNOON (they all in the same regular algebra class cause theyre gay and therefore not great at math):

§ t: yo btw have you guys dealt with the whole “youre dating” rumor? if anyones been giving you a hard time tell me so I can eliminate them off the face of the earth

§ c: actually, aaron and I are just gonna roll with it

§ t: wait. youre actually gonna date?

§ c: NO no no no we’re gonna fake date. scam the fuck outta the school also it’s a bit too awkward to go back on it now for me so

§ t: (turns and gives aaron a Look cause she knows this fuckers been pining forever) are YOU on board with this?

§ a: (busies himself with his hw to hide his blush) yeahsurewhynot

§ t: (looks up and shakes her head) this is gonna end badly, calling it now

o t: math is acephobic. im asexual and its inconveniencing me

· Saturday! aaron goes over to the hunt household to hang out like he usually does

o alastair loves him

o alastair: so when did this happen?

o call, who is sitting knee-to-knee w aaron on the couch like he always does: when did what happen

o alastair: (gives him a Look) the watsons came in this morning. Brenda told me the news, im just surprised you didn’t tell me

o call:…..what news…….

o alastair: you two are dating, right? which im totally fine with btw, i had a boyfriend back then too, and im really happy for you, youre both mature enough that I don’t have to give the whole speech—

o call and aaron are looking at each other in Horror

o call: OKAY THANKS DAD WE’RE GONNA WALK HAVOC NOW BYE (nyooms outta the house with aaron and havoc in tow)

o out in the park

§ c: so I guess we gotta find out how to sell this whole (gestures between himself and aaron) thing

§ a: (snorts) thing?

§ c: yeah thing. if my hermit dad knows, then we can assume just about everyone in town knows too. which is not the idealest

§ a: why’s that?

§ c: cause then we gotta act all coupley to everyone or else they’ll be like “wait a minute…are they really dating??”

§ a: well, not with everyone. tamara knows

§ c: yeah, that’s one person in a whole townful of people

§ a: we spend the majority of our time with tamara though

§ c:….point. we still gotta sell it to everyone else

§ a: it cant be that hard, just hold hands a little here, drop some compliments there

§ in reality aaron doesn’t wanna do Big Couple Things or else he might literally spontaneously combust. its possible, hes read abt it

§ c: oh come on, no one gonna buy that. we gotta pull out all the stops

§ a: (cursing silently) like?

§ c: hugs. general lack of personal space. kiss on the cheek, maybe. pet names.

§ a: (calming his crazy heart) oh. I see.

§ c: as long as youre alright with it, of course! I don’t wanna do some creeper shit and like accidentally assault you

§ a: nonono I get it im alright with it. (pause) we should uh..have some signal, though

§ c: signal?

§ a: in case one of us goes too far or something. nothing too obvious, but just obvious for us to notice

§ c: hm. ok, how bout asshole?

§ a: (bursts out laughing) asshole????

§ c: (grinning) yeah, asshole. I never call you an asshole, you never call me an asshole. so if you say “youre a bit clingy there, asshole” I know I should back off

§ a: that- that hardly sounds affectionate

§ c: well duh you gotta say it in an affectionate way. like this (sticky sweet voice, batting eyelashes) “asshole”

§ a: (still laughing) okay. asshole it is.

§ theyre both quiet ntil aaron speaks up. “I do have one request”

§ “which is?”

§ “this is gonna sound weird, please don’t ask but…don’t kiss me. not unless I tell you to.”

§ call looks at him like ??? then says “sure, man. nix on smooches. you wish you had a taste of these bad boys, though.”

§ aaron turns away bc hes a blushy boi. “youre making it weird.”

· Monday rolls in

o call is in Zombie Mode making himself coffee on his antique expensive coffee machine (the best Christmas gift ever thanks alastair)

o alastair, making pancakes: shouldn’t you bring an extra to school today?

o sleepy call, pouring himself a solid triple shot of espresso: whaddya mean

o alastair: if youre gonna be dating aaron, you gotta treat him right. bring out the big guns, you know

o call, suddenly wide awake: what????

o alastair: I will not have that boy deprived of real boyfriend privileges

o so call leaves his house with two coffee cups

o he walks over to where he knows aaron is at the time (music room, playing piano)

o before he heads in he looks inside and just. stares at aaron playing the piano. gay descriptions galore

o aaron hits a wrong key and swears

o c: well that’s a big word

o a: (practically jumps out of his seat, swearing again)

o c: and that’s an even bigger one

o a: oh, its you. good morning, call

o c: morning, snookums

o a: (smiling tentatively) snookums? is that really the best you can do

o c: that’s just scratching the surface, and also its Monday morning so im not at my peak. anyway i brought you coffee

o a: thanks. already “pulling out all the stops” I see

o c: I plan to be an especially doting boyfriend (glances at the door, sees a few people staring at them) I..gotta get to my locker (kisses his cheek, aaron goes rigid, call whispers at his ear) we got an audience. see you at lunch

o aaron sits there for a while after call leaves staring at the ceiling and asking himself why

· lunch in the magisterium high caf

o jasper: I JUST—I STILL DON’T GET IT

o aaron, biting calmly at his sandwich: what don’t you get

o jasper: there are at LEAST a dozen guys in this school ready and willing to go out with you and you go with CALL

o call, resting his head on Aarons shoulder, much to Aarons chagrin: its ok dude you can just say youre jealous

o jasper: YEAH A LITTLE. Aarons like…the best catch out here. the golden boyfriend. the guy that would tell your parents “yes sir ill have him back by nine thirty sharp :)”

o aaron: I wouldn’t say that to alastair

o call: yeah you would (turning back to jasper) who are these dozen guys? I gotta know whos planning to fight me so I can know their weaknesses beforehand

o jasper: kai hale, for one

o aaron: hmm. he is kinda cute

o call: HEY

o jasper: definitely cuter than hunt

o aaron: is there something particularly wrong with call?

o jasper: OPEN YOUR EYES HES A TRASH MAN

o call: takes one to know one

o aaron, shrugging and finishing his sandwich: maybe I like trash men

o call laughing his ass off, jasper groaning: youre killing me, stewart. youre literally causing my cells to stop functioning

· study hall w aaron and tamara

o t: (has been frowning at him for the past 10 mins)

o a: okay you clearly want to talk about something so out with it

o t: are you sure about this thing with call?

o a: what, the dating thing?

o t: the fake dating thing

o a: right. its fake. yeah im fine

o t: we both know that’s a lie, aaron. we don’t lie to each other

o a: (sardonically) yeah well. ive been lying to him since we were freshmen

o t: having a crush isn’t lying, per se, but that’s besides the point. im worried about you, man. I don’t want call to hurt you accidentally, and then consequently be hurt himself by not knowing how he hurt you, cause then ILL be hurt by best friend collateral drama

o a: I get it, tamara

o t: then I reiterate: are you sure about this?

o big internal monologue

o a: yeah. im sure.

· INSERT SLOW BURN

· CARNIVAL

o it’s the fall festival since its October theres pumpkins everywhere and haunted houses and candied apples and hay bales and rides and its lit

o the iron trio+jasper go always

o theyre walking around, aaron looking at the decorations, tamara call and jasper arguing abt which haunted house to visit first

o c: the mansion is the obvious choice just sayin

o j: but theres a haunted hospital ffs

o c: ive been in enough hospitals to know for a fact that they are all haunted so that doesn’t excite me as much as a MANSION

o t: how bout…we happy medium at…the graveyard one

o a: how bout we don’t go to any of those and just go to the roller coasters instead

o t: aaron, I love you, but youre a weenie sometimes. you can wait outside if you don’t wanna go

o a: im not leaving you guys alone! (catches calls eye, glances at jasper, call nods a lil, aaron drapes his arm round calls shoulders) who am I to let my boyfriend into that scary place alone?

o c: (smiling and rolling his eyes) its not that scary, but I appreciate the offer, sugar

o aaron? oh yes he is dead

o j: (GAG) youre going to give me diabetes with all these sweets

o t: (mischievous smile) I dunno, jasper. ever since they started dating they’ve been acting kinda the same as always

o aaron Tenses, call raises an eyebrow at him then turns to tamara

o c: what were you expecting, rajavi? showers of pda everywhere?

o t: oh come on, if any one of us is going to be That Couple its you two.

o a: LOOK THERES CARAMEL APPLES OVER THERE (nyoom)

o turns out the haunted whatevers are not open yet, they open at nightfall, so they head to the roller coasters

o surprise surprise call hates roller coasters

o “if I die I want you all to know that you are not written into my will therefore I owe you nothing”

o hes clinging to aaron the whole ride and aaron is like if theres a god up above…….

o then they reach the hay bales and jaspers like “im gonna head over to the bumper boats w tamara you guys can wait here or do whatever I guess”

o “we’re just fine going with you guys??”

o jasper looks at call weirdly and says “um, no youre not. you lovebirds need some alone time. get your 10 things I hate about you on in these haystacks.”

o they get redder than the ripest tomatoes

o t: UHHH HES RIGHT BYE GUYS (N Y O O M)

o they just stand there awkwardly for a while when call says “wanna head over to the carnival games” “please”

o they walk over to the game area in a kinda uncomf silence until aaron breaks it

o “what did jasper mean by 10 things I hate about you?”

o call stares at him “are you serious right now”

o aaron looks at him meaningfully

o “oh my god. oh my god. have you never watched 10 things???”

o “no?”

o “oh my god. dude. its just like star wars all over again. we’re watching it, no excuses.”

o aaron smiles at him “okay. whats it about?”

o “well if I tell you that ruins the whole goddamn surprise, doesn’t it, pumpkin?”

o he laughs. “it does, doesn’t it.”

o they get to the carnival game: the hammer game. the biggest prize is a huge stuffed monkey

o aaron turns to call grinning and calls like “you do know this game’s rigged right. theres no way you can win.”

o but of course. aaron wins.

o call is just gaping at him and whispers “you fucking beefcake you.”

o aaron says “here’s your prize, boyfriend” and fucking winks

o is call dying? we don’t know this aint his pov

o c: it looks like you

o a: thanks

o call suddenly looks behind aaron with wide eyes and grabs Aarons hand so Aarons brain goes like WHAT…..

o “heads up,” call whispers, “group of classmates at eight o clock”

o AY ILL KEEP WRITING LATER GOTTA ACTUALLY START OR ELSE I NEVER WILL

· call and tamara have always attended every one of aaron’s soccer games, but for some reason this one felt different

o theyre cheering frm the side with their banners as always (banners say STEWART FOR SOCCER GOD and LUCKY NUMBER 8 and most recently THAT’S MY BOYFRIEND!!! maybe that last one makes this different)

o its also rainy as heck the banners had to be laminated this time (do not underestimate being friends w a rich kid)

o they both in they raincoats while Aarons in full soccer gear in the RAIN rifp

o but the team is falling behind so theyre like FUK OUR CHEERING ISNT WORKING WHAT WE DO

o at halftime

§ t: lets get the fuck down there we gotta give him a pep talk

§ c: what r we gonna say

§ t: HELL IF I KNOW LETS JUST DO IT

§ so they head down to where aaron is sitting, drinking from his water bottle

§ c: cant you just tilt your head back and stick your tongue out in this weather

§ t: shut up. aaron we are here to peptalk you. (INSERT PEPTALK IDK HOW TO PEP)

§ exit tamara

§ a: (wince) we’re that bad today, are we

§ c: yeah youre kinda sucking

§ a: well that’s not the supportive boyfriend comment I expected

§ c: doting. I said I was going to be doting, not supportive. and definitely not a liar

§ a: whatever. tamara’s pep talk helped, so I guess ill get my head in the game

§ coach rockmaple blows his whistle for the team huddle. aaron salutes call with two fingers before standing up to go and then call blurts “ice cream. on me. if you win the game, that is.”

§ aaron stares at him and then smiles. “you’re on.”

§ TEAM MAKES A HUGE COMEBACK AND WINS THE GAME!!!

§ everyones celebrating and grinning and cheering and call catches aarons eye and theyre smiling, smiling, smiling, and suddenly call finds himself right in front of aaron and aaron is cupping his face and its raining and it sounds like something out of a movie and his face is so close and aaron’s freckles are covered in droplets and so are his lashes and call never really thought about it but if he leaned in, tilted his head just a bit, they would be kissing, and call could pass it off as having an audience—

§ aaron pulls call’s face towards him and kisses his forehead, leaning his head to call’s ear to say “you owe me an ice cream.”

§ and call’s heart all but leaps from his body, he feels lightheaded, and aaron looks fucking beautiful like this, his eyes alight with triumph and joy and something else

§ he doesn’t think till he gets home that wanting to kiss aaron for real wasn’t part of the plan.

· they first kiss at a party cause everyones like KISS KISS KISS so call (lightly drunk) cups Aarons cheek and leans in. aaron.exe has crashed is not working holy fuck this is the best thing ever and all those gay ass descriptors. everyone cheers in the bg

o call is dronk, aaron is driving him home, call is being supper chattery and super flirty (think: drunk Laurent)

o alastair is sleeping so aaron has to make sure call is quiet when going to his room

o a: (a lil breathless cause hes basically carrying call) be quiet, your dad is sleeping right there

o c: (winking with both eyes) what do I get in returnnnnn

o a: oh my god

o aaron finally gets him to his bed, drapes him on it and tucks him in, hes about to lean away when call grabs his shirt collar to keep him there

o “aren’t you gonna give your fake boyfriend a proper goodnight?”

o AARON.EXE HAS CRASHED HE IS DEAD HE IS GONE GOODBYE

o “youre drunk. i—we can’t—youre not yourself right now. goodnight.”

o “mm. alright. you owe me a kiss, though.”

o aaron huffs. he cant breathe right. and just because its 3 am and hes feeling reckless after kissing him tonight and call’s just about asleep and he probably wont remember this in the morning, he whispers, “sure.”

· THE BREAK

o Aarons leaning on his kitchen counter, trying to look casual but ultimately failing. call has a sneaking suspicion as to why hes acting this weird but by god he will not say it. its too embarrassing on its own.

o “so.” aaron says. “you kissed me last night.”

o fuck. dammit. “did i?”

o “yeah, in the middle of the party. everyone was watching.”

o call spots himself a loophole and hell if he doesn’t take it. “sweet. looks like drunk me was up for a show.”

o “what do you mean?”

o “well, it was a full party. this whole thing is build on other people believing we’re together

o “’sides. it’s all just fake anyway.”

o aaron stops, his hands fists. “right,” he croaks. “its all fake.”

o “dude…you okay?”

o “yeah. yeah im fine.”

o “don’t lie to me aaron, i can see youre upset. spit it out.”

o aaron takes a deep breath and quickly says “is it really all fake?”

o call freezes. his mind replays last week’s game, and the subsequent breakdown he had because he likes aaron. and fuck. fuck. he swore he was being quiet about it.

o “yeah,” he says after a while, forcing the words out. “it was always fake, that’s the idea.”

o “lately, it hasn’t felt fake.”

o call’s stomach drops. “if you ever needed to stop you could’ve just said—“

o Aarons eyes are closed. “last night didn’t feel fake.”

o because it wasn’t, because im a shitty human who fell for you and since I did this has all been horrible self indulgence, because I like you and you don’t like me.

o “well it was, so I don’t know why youre making such a big deal out of it.”

o call hates the things that come out of his mouth.

o something in aaron seems to catch fire, his eyes fly open and he’s angry, call has barely ever seen him angry at him. “it’s a big deal for me, you kissed me”

o “I didn’t—I didn’t mean to!”

o “then if you didn’t mean to, why did you!”

o calls head is spinning, he doesn’t know what hes doing at this point. “I was drunk, aaron, people fuck up when theyre drunk”

o “I told you not to kiss me, but you went and did it anyway, do you have any idea how that felt—“

o “I don’t, aaron, because I don’t feel the things you feel!”

o aaron freezes completely, his eyes wide

o “right. I forgot. sorry. right.”

o theyre quiet, and call knows he fucked up. he doesn’t know exactly how, but he knows.

o “I…I gotta go. bye.”

o aaron slams the door behind him, call hears the car door slam and aaron driving away before he manages to whisper “wait”

o but its too late. hes alone.

o well, not alone. havoc noses his waist and looks up at him with huge, worried eyes.

o “come on, boy. lets go for a walk.”

o he ends up at the park—the same park he first discussed the thing with aaron. he sits down under a tree and rests his head on his knees, havoc cuddling up to him.

o he kind of drifts off, loses track of time. his mind is kinda blank right now. he knows that’s probably a shitty coping mechanism but what the fuck can you do.

o he doesn’t want to do anything right now. he doesn’t want to deal with anything or anyone right now.

o he doesn’t want to feel anything, because feeling is what got him into this mess in the first place.

o he’s so wrapped up in his personal void that he doesn’t hear the footsteps behind him until he hears jasper say “you look miserable.”

o call doesn’t look up. “fuck off, jasper.”

o he does not fuck off. instead call hears leaves crunching as jasper sits down next to him.

o “he’s at tamara’s. been there for the past hour.”

o “didn’t ask.”

o “but you wanted to know.” calls quiet at this.

#OCTOBER 2017.....WOW #verr's great fic purge #calron #callum hunt #Aaron Stewart #magisterium

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intronte-blog · 7 years

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OOC: new plots

Plots. Lots and lots of plots. I finally finished compiling them! Credits to friends, and here, here, here, here, and here. IM me if one catches your attention, or I'll message you instead if you like the post! ( ᐛ )و

APARTMENT / NEIGHBOR PLOTS

I decided to jump the apartment’s pool gate at 2AM for some solo night swimming and... Who are you? Do you even live here? Yeah I know I’m breaking apt rules but that’s not the point and so are you!

MUSE A’s apt was broken into and ransacked. Feeling unsafe, MUSE A asks MUSE B to let them stay at their place until the police have apprehended the criminal. This can be a pre-est relationship, or they're only casual acquaintances but MUSE A has no where else to go.

LOL you act like such a tough guy but this apartment has thin walls so guess what? i can actually hear you when you watch horror movies and shriek so why do you watch them if u’re scared also do you want me to watch them with you bc i’m never scared

Apart from a few casual conversations on the walk up to their floor or brief meetings at the mailbox, Muse A and Muse B haven’t gotten the chance to get to know each other. When the power goes out throughout the building, on a particularly warm night, Muse A quickly sets out some candles to light their home, but they realize that they don’t have any matches to light them (and their stove only works on electrical power). Knowing MUSE B is the closest neighbor, Muse A heads over to their apartment and asks for assistance.

I came to complain about something (pet, noise, a mess in the laundry room, etc) but holy shit it smells good in your apartment what are you cooking and can I have some

you used to live in ur apartment with your s/o until you broke up and they left and now you’re crying on the floor not because they left but because you can’t sleep alone, so um im here???

GENERAL 1ST MEETING / FOR STRANGERS PLOTS

MUSE A scoots over to make room for MUSE B since the rest of the seats on the bus are taken. A minute or two after MUSE B sits down, they fall asleep and lean into MUSE A’s shoulder. MUSE A tries to be polite and ignore the stranger sleeping on them, but then MUSE B starts to drool on their jacket.

I ran into you and your ex yelling at each other so you grabbed me and kissed me so they’d go away and I’m kind of freaked out I literally just met you??

MUSE A is trying to enjoy a night out with friends when they are approached by an obnoxious person who won’t take ‘no’ for an answer. MUSE B notices what’s going on and heads over to help MUSE A out. At their wits end, MUSE A turns to throw their drink in the creep’s face, but they end up splashing MUSE B instead.

It’s nearly closing time and MUSE A is hammered. Playing the part of good Samaritan, MUSE A attempts to get MUSE A into a cab home but they can’t coherently give their address, so MUSE B takes MUSE A home with them instead until MUSE A can sober up some.

This queue is so long I can’t wait to go home, wait I just realized our baskets of groceries are basically the same’

My favourite song came on the radio in this supermarket so I started quietly singing along only to find I’m not the only one doing so’

‘This shop has an offer on Oreos and I look like an idiot stuffing so many packets into my basket will you please stand near me so I don’t look like I’m alone?’

THEMED / MORE SPECIFIC 1ST MEET PLOTS

“i got a gig at a wedding (photographer, server, florist, etc) and i was sneaking some food bc i’m rly hungry but then you started chatting me up and you’re really cute how do you know the–wait a second yOU’RE NOT EVEN INVITED YOU’RE JUST A WEDDING CRASHER??? fuck aren’t i supposed to kick u out?”

MUSE A is on the run from something or caught up in something important and MUSE B is a bystander they ran into

MUSE A owns a cat allowed free. They don’t give much thought to the fact their cat is only around half of the time. Then the cat disappears and MUSE A, worried, creates missing posters. MUSE B answers the call for help stating that the cat on the poster looks very much like their own cat. MUSE A and MUSE B meet and realize that they have been sharing the same cat for a long time now and are forced to consider what they should do regarding ownership.

after a one night stand, the next morning isn’t pretty. MUSE A and MUSE B turn out to hate each other on the way out the door, but just as MUSE B attempts to leave in a huff, a blizzard has trapped them inside. no power, little food, and no way home, both muses are stuck with each other for another night. ** This would obviously be a “past” thread since it’s spring now.

MUSE A is sipping tea by the window, watching the rain come down from the comfort of their warm, dry home. They peers out toward the quiet street just as MUSE B rides his/her bike by and runs into a huge pothole. It’s a funny sight to behold, the poor soul drenched in muddy water, but ultimately MUSE A feels badly for the soaked stranger and decides to intervene. MUSE A pulls on a jacket and hurries outside to offer help.

PRE-ESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIPS

MUSE A is psyched to show MUSE B the cool magic trick they just learned, despite MUSE B’s insistence that they have somewhere to be. MUSE A promises it’ll only take a minute. They handcuff themselves to MUSE B and tap the cuffs and say the magic words, but the cuffs stay cuffed. MUSE A has to tag along on MUSE B’s blind date. **This is a purely comedic plot, not a shippy one.

MUSE A and MUSE B have been close friends for years. But fame and fortune breaks everything eventually. MUSE A became busy in the entertainment world spotlight. Originally, they were able to do a few things then meet back with MUSE B… but eventually it got too much. MUSE B feels abandoned by MUSE A because of how far away they’ve drifted. The fame and fortune got between their friendship and has broken them apart.

MUSE A and MUSE B meet at a wedding between friends. The wedding is long and boring and they respectively sneak off to drink/relax/ect in a secluded area (garden, coat room, ect) yet somehow bump into the other. The conversation is light at first but takes a turn when they start talking about the bride/groom. Pieces are put together from what each of them knows and they figure out the bride/groom is having an affair. What now?

MORE DETAILED / COMPLEX PLOTS

Eager to get away from the hustle and bustle of city life for the weekend, MUSE A retreats to the great outdoors for a little camping. Determined to spend the entire trip “off the grid”, MUSE A shuts off their cell phone before setting off to find the best spot to pitch their tent. As the sun starts to set and the temperature in the woods begins to drop, MUSE A is struck with the realization that they’ve left something important in the trunk of their vehicle [blankets, matches, cooking supplies, etc.]. MUSE A tries to hurry back to the car while there’s still some daylight, but it’s not as close to the camp site as they thought and it isn’t long before they get lost. Breaking their own no-tech rule when they start to panic, MUSE A is only able to get GPS signal on their cell phone for a few minutes before the battery dies. Luckily, MUSE B is camping just a few yards away from where MUSE A winds up. It’s MUSE B’s first time camping and they can’t help but be startled by every snap of twig or rustle of leaves they hear around them. When they hear MUSE A nearing their camp site, they’re relieved to have some company.

On their way to lunch, MUSE A makes a quick stop at the bank to withdraw some cash. MUSE A figures that they’ll use the ATM to get in and out with minimal fuss but both machines are out of order, so they must get in line to see a teller. MUSE B is line ahead of MUSE A. Caught up in their own thoughts, they don’t notice each other, nor the suspicious activity of the person ahead of them who’s just stepped up to the teller window and demanded a large sum of cash. When the teller instinctively reaches for the alarm button behind the counter, the robber draws a weapon and threatens to use it if the police come. MUSE A and MUSE B, along with everyone else but the teller is commanded to get down on the ground unless they want to be harmed. Realizing they’ve walked in on a bank robbery, MUSE A’s fear overtakes them and they start to freak out. MUSE B notices MUSE A on the floor nearby and it tugs at their heart strings. Despite the danger, MUSE B crawls over to MUSE A and takes their hand. MUSE B puts on a brave face and tells MUSE A whatever they can to reassure them. After a few tense minutes, that feel like hours, the robber grabs as much cash as they can and flees the bank without hurting anyone. The police are called as soon as the robber’s gone and little by little (after being questioned) people are allowed to trickle out of the bank. Once they’re free to go, MUSE A finds MUSE B and thanks them for being so comforting. MUSE B offers to make sure that MUSE A gets home okay and MUSE A accepts. Sitting on the front porch of MUSE A’s home, still shaken up, the pair share a long talk about what happened and how lucky they are to be alive. MUSE B promises to check in on MUSE A every once in a while, if they want, to which MUSE A agrees.

#That took longer than expected. I'll be adding this page to the navigation for future reference and easy finding!#Krp OC #Krp Lit #Wanted Plots #Krp Open

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