#maybe 2 or 3 new big ones would be ok. and i can load up on 8×10s

[lokh]

these are..... unspeakably old

#and these are just the ones im willing to actually have people look at 😭😭😭 #u can tell how old they are becos V0LTR0N IS STILL THERE #i have like a million fucking copies of the kiri//baku ones cos they misprinted on different stock #the sidon ones are almost gone and idk if i still have the files im afraid #my art. is so different now. but idk how many prints i should do im stuck for time #im also realising i very much prefer smaller prints. hmmmmm. #maybe 2 or 3 new big ones would be ok. and i can load up on 8×10s

[jmdbjk]

2023 predictions (humor me)

So now I’m gonna make my predictions for 2023 the best way I know how. Armed with bare bones basic facts fueled with rumors and gossip and hearsay and sprinkled with a few social media posts! Yeah! All you overthinkers gather ‘round!

I know perfectly well trying to predict the future is futile. But these are all the different scenarios rolling around in my head. Their solo music releases and their military enlistments are the two big things happening in 2023 and hold the most meaning to us. 

So remember I’m just wingin’ it, these are just my thoughts based on nothing except my overactive thinking and my need to lighten up the mood because gawwwd... 2025 is so farrrrr away... ...

The solo albums:

Y’all, all they’re gonna do is toss up some pieces of paper with their names written on them and they’ll get someone to pick them up one by one and read the names... that’s the order. Yep. Random. They don’t know. We don’t know.

Ok, changed my mind because I was just kidding... this will be the order of solo releases... maybe:

1. Yoongi 

...because he’s basically started up a Youtube channel (even though its still on Bangtan TV) where he drinks alcohol and chit chats with different people. And he’s showing us he’s got a Yoobooty and smooth moves now. The only thing that makes me second guess myself is we haven’t had any teasers of actual solo musical work happening except maybe one or two pics on Insta of his studio. But we know he’s the Magic Man when it comes to working on music. Drops whole albums like “oh, I did this... here it is.”  Maybe the album is ready, its just waiting for the random pieces of paper toss up. 

Actually, the real toss up is whether it will be Yoongi first or....

2. Jimin

...because the man has been clocking into work every day at 9:00 a.m. like he’s on a mission to be employee of the year or something. He sort of freaks me out when he goes to bed by 10:00 p.m. or is up and moving before 9:00 a.m. What happened to my sexy little vampire who sleeps all day? Everyone... EVERYONE... wants to show off they’re working with him and they keep saying Jimin is amazing, the song is amazing, etc. That’s mostly how we know something is coming. Soon. I’m sorta scared. I feel like its gonna hit like a freight train. Hopefully a freight train loaded with tight fitting pants and loose shirts that won’t stay on him. 

That being said, we actually have some pretty good evidence that Jimin will be on a song by BigBang member Taeyang. In January. Which begins today. That would be a great lead up to his solo album. Not that we need any more anticipation (see comment above about freight train).

3. Tae

...because he just said he’s been working on his fo-fo for two years. I know that has nothing to do with new music but it has to do with his warped sense of time. We know he’s been making songs for longer than that. JUST DO IT! PULL THE TRIGGER! THE SONGS ARE IN THE CAN! I don’t know though. I think we’d be seeing some teasers like we’ve seen with Jimin. I mean, Tae has had a pfp on his Insta from his fo-fo collection for quite a while now. Most of the year. And we had no idea it was from the fo-fo. Tae would tease his own music like that. What have we missed that could have been teasers? Just that he “threw away” those snippets he’s shared...but seriously... I think we’ll see some acting before music. Or maybe the acting will coincide with promotions for his solo release. That’s my prediction for Tae...sort of a maybe/maybe not situation.

4. Jungkook

....What can I say? He told us there’s a lot of things he wants to do in life and now he has a lot of time on his hands. So he’s out there riding his Harley and snowboarding, fueling those fanfics. However. This tour of meat restaurants that we’ve observed...he’s made that conspicuous on purpose. Signing autographs. He doesn’t have to do that. I am beginning to wonder if that will have something to do with promotions for his solo work. Hear me out: Hobi did some interviews on a radio show and IU’s show, Joon did some interviews on Youtuber channels and KBS news, Jin did some interviews with TV personalities/Youtubers... I can’t really see Jungkook doing any of that, being interviewed like that. JK is our free spirit who likes to hover in the background. Our little Gen Z’er thinking out of the box. So my prediction is JK is gonna walk us through an album of some sorts, song by song but be at a different meat restaurant while doing so. Along with showing us which restaurant has the best soju selection. Win win! Except we’ve not heard a single pin drop about whether he is working on something. So there’s that. Actually, strike that. JK is not gonna share his deepest inner thoughts on the songs he may ever release. He’ll just say, “they’re about Army” or “I was thinking about Army when I wrote that”... while stuffing his face with a wad of meat and radish. Sigh. 

Military service (ugh):

This only requires common sense. Which there’s been very little of that on all sides regarding this topic. We were so delusional, including moi. Anyway, here I am carrying on with the delusional only armed with my bare bones basic facts and all my reconnaissance efforts regarding hearsay (see what I did there?) ...

Everything we’ve been told points to a 2025 comeback. They said so. There is also a contract renewal in this timeframe. We already know Jin will be discharged on June 12, 2024. So here’s my irrelevant and wildly guessed at predictions for the others... whups, I meant here’s what my reconnaissance tells me:

Namjoon, born in 1994, is 28 years old and will enter the military by March 2023. Joon will be going so soon in 2023 in order to get back and start preparing for a BTS comeback. That puts his discharge in September 2024, three months after Jin is discharged. Joon himself said he will do his best to get them ready for 2025. 

Yoongi, born in 1993 will turn 30 years old soon (international age) and will enter the military by May 2023. He has no choice but to submit his paperwork due to his age. That would put his discharge by November 2024. 

Hmmm. Second half of 2024 now not sounding quite like the wasteland of radio silence I previously thought it would be...

Hobi, born in 1994 will turn 28 in February; Jimin, born in 1995, is 27 years old and they will both enter the military by September 2023. Just like entering in the dead of winter, I suspect the dead heat of the middle of summer is not a desirable time to enter military boot camp training so they will delay until the heat of summer has faded. This would put their discharge dates in March 2025. Spring Day indeed. However, this would make September 2023 blisteringly heartbreaking for two to go at the same time.

Tae, also born in 1995, is also 27 years old. Tae going or not going with Jimin and Hobi will be based on the timing of his solo release. He’s really sort of a big question mark for me as far as timing. Tae may go with Jungkook.

Jungkook, born 1997 just turned 25. I think he will be enlisted before November 2023. This would put his discharge date in May 2025. Barely in time for Festa June 2025. Festa 2025 would be a great time for them to gather around the table again and share their military stories with us.

Or...

Jungkook will not enlist in 2023. SAY WHAT? He does not have to enlist until 2027, I believe, if he wanted to wait. But that would mean another interruption for BTS as a group which makes me already go, yeah, naw, he’s not waiting. Except things will be very different by 2025. They will be established solo artists. They can slow the roll on BTS and balance it with solo work. Between 2025 and 2027 they could have a very long and successful comeback world tour. That would set them up for another break (JK’s military duty). And the others could fill the gap with solo work. When JK gets back in 2029 it will be time to prep for the Busan World Expo (if Busan is chosen) as well as another BTS comeback. 

But, shit happens. Right, 2022?

Other predictions:

Yoongi has a “really” “big” “something” that he is gonna try and he is “nervous” about it but will be a step toward his “dream”... which is... I have no idea so I will use my imagination: He is establishing a plum orchard and will produce his first fruit wine in 2025. 

Also, Yoongi will not cut his hair until it’s time for enlistment. 

Hobi will release some more music and/or have more collabs. I think he may do more live performances like at festivals and stuff through the summer. I think there is a chance he might be a fashion ambassador...for who? I have no idea.

Jimin will be riding out the wave of his solo release through the summer and I hope (for his sake) doing performances too, and some of them will be in the United States or other parts of the globe, joining the artists he’s collabbed with during their concerts.

Jungkook...honestly...it would not shock me if we do not get a full album from our bunny. Some collabs, maybe an EP? He will surprise us with something else. I don’t know what. 

BTS as a group: when they “reconvene” in 2025 they will not be the same BTS as we know it. That’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.

Ok, I will check back on all of this in say... six months... and we’ll all laugh together at how stupid everything is that I just said. I mean, assuming I’ve survived PJM1 and all...

#me just being delusional #me also rambling #jimin #jungkook #yoongi #hobi #taehyung #namjoon #my clairvoyance is non-existent #pjm1 is coming

[freetheshit-outofyou]

Tonight, my 15yo comes up to me and asks if I've ever watched Crimson Tide (1995), I said "Of course it's an outstanding movie." We talked back and forth about the movie and it's implications. In the middle of our talk he stops and kind of, well, he gets a look when something deep is about to come out of his mouth. He asked me how I learned to lead soldiers and what was the one thing I taught them first, the most important thing they needed to remember. I said "Breath, just breath." He was like what? I said you see all those war movies, Band of Bothers, Saving Private Ryan, Full Metal Jacket, We Were Soldiers, The Longest day, The Big Red One and a hundred more you've seen they all get the action part right, for the most part, but they all get the reality wrong. You can teach a person how to close on the enemy and shoot them face to face. You can teach people to deal with a sucking chest wound or a tying off a missing leg, you can drill a 9 line medivac call into them when the whole world around them is coming apart. You can literally teach people to do thing like that so they happen automatically, they will be reacting to a stressful situation before they realize they are doing it, that part is easy. The hard part it teaching those same people, those same soldiers. to keep doing things that the autonomic nervous system normally would do for you, like breath. People who have been in combat or other high stress, life changing events can tell you that in the heat of it, at the crescendo of madness your body reminds you "Hey fucker you've got to breath." And you realize its been like 2 or 3 minutes since your took a breath and you suck in air like you never took a breath before. The very first time I had to shoot at another person I pulled the trigger on the M16A1 and let out a sold 12 round burst. I did it again, and then a short burst of what ever was left. I loaded in a new mag, let the bolt go and pulled the trigger again. As the bolt stopped, my vision was getting those little fly-ways, my heart was beating like a hummingbirds wings and I sucked in a a huge breath because I had forgotten to breath in all the chaos. It was then and there I realized I had to remember to breath becasue my body was tasked out to the point that some of the automated functions were not longer running on automatic. So, I taught my "Joe's" all the military survival skills to make them effective on the battlefield but I also drilled in their heads to breath. FUCK FUCK those rounds just hit right above my head, return fire and breath. Jesus fucking Christ, the gun truck in front of us just turned into a cloud of tin foil and black smoke, breath. I don't know where all this blood is coming from, I can't find a hole or maybe it's all holes I don't know what to do, fucking breath. You doing ok dad, I'll tell you what, you breath when you wife breaths then mama, baby and you will all get though this ok, just breath. He seemed to get it when he said "That's why when I broke my arm you kept telling me to breath.", When mom got in her car crash you kept telling her to breath over the phone when we were headed her way. I may never have all the answers, but I bet I can breath my way through just about anything.

#me #breath #just breath

[fitzpirations]

Some thoughts on me seeing Days of Wine and Roses like,, almost a month ago now but I don't feel like editing it other than to add a few extra bits in bold & at the end. Overall, I really enjoyed it! Intrigued at what's next for the cast & crew, and if I could see it again/replicate my first viewing I probably would.

My thoughts, like film have developed and I am mostly out of a terribly weird headspace that I was unfortunately stricken w/ this weekend and I gotta say I loved Days of Wine and Roses.

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I do think it’s perfect in the theatre it is right now & while I would LOVE for it’s actors to win very big awards for it and do believe they are due… for me a transfer is not the right move. Willing to debate on it! I think the story is important and unique and beautifully told but,, I also think the set/sound/lighting design @ Atlantic is special and can’t imagine it staged differently. It perfectly fits that space and needs that intimate of an audience, in my opinion.

anyway, this isn’t a full review & no one cares, but I’m so stoked with how things turned out & with my friend and I scoring great cancellation ticket seats & seat upgrades for a very cheap price and the fact that REDACTED who I adore was also there. my friend spoke to them while I blacked out- it was very neat. So embarrassed of myself for our post-show interactions that I’ve physically cringed and tensed up every time I think about it but! The show keeps replaying in my head and I’ve been thinking more and more about how it was told and listening to the demos and I just think how great is it to see a new piece of live theatre! I went in knowing a barebones plot (and purposely avoided real reviews, the demos, and the original movie) and was so happy to go on that ride. I do so so wish my mental health wasn’t being all finicky because I think I would’ve been all the more immersed in it but- nothing I can do about that. Luckily I didn’t say much of anything to the redacted actors in question, but my lack of interaction with one while my friend spoke to them and kept nudging me & my theatre equivalent of “good game” to the other will haunt me forever ❤️ my only consolation is I believe I wasn’t memorable in my presence & that maybe 1 day I’ll properly meet these people who I literally adore as a fellow creative. Wouldn’t that be nice. Until then, I will continue to beat myself up about it LOL. It’s so,,, I hasten to actually explain it more, but I feel about 3 feet tall thinking about it.

And did they drink ANY wine the whole time??? I’m very Kirsten in the first few scenes-coded in that I don’t drink and really never should be convinced to, haha. So I’m not super knowledgeable on names of booze- but I think I would have noticed them drinking wine, red wine at least. And no roses, just sad tulips. Oh! I could go on about the 2 little transition scenes they do with ok, both the “wine” (the bag from the liquor store that they have you you to believe is only holding one bottle) and the “roses” (the soon-to-die Tulips). Like it’s set up as a bit of like? Something to watch while they’re moving things around but actually? It reappears in the actual plot in a large way. And so many moments echo and mirror each other in words, actions, and song between Joe and Kirsten, but the reprises (so to speak) are new and fresh. Just so so neat. What a fun & exciting new piece of theatre. And why is the rolling out of the bed all the way to the front of the stage so funny? maybe it just was to me.

anyway anyway I have a lot of thoughts/they keep coming in and like loading which is wild. Like I’m joking but it’s as if I blacked out?? Perhaps someone on here will appreciate the image of me debating just buying closing night tickets even though I was too cheap to spend full price on any other performance// but a newer friend of mine posted a story of like, the New York Times review on opening night and I responded to it like “I’ve been dying to see this show!” and he was like “yeah haha it’s really good I’m working press on it lol isn’t that funny and I had to take a group pic with Kelli and was emailing her to arrange something and she saw me and called me over by name and gave me a hug- I didn’t know she knew my name!” I worked with this guy on the show I stage-managed recently and he’s in the process of quitting his sweet sweet press agent job and I’m not a close enough friend to acquire tickets from him and let me tell you,,, I was absolutely losing my mind reading this .

cut to my (other, closer) friend and I rolling up to the show without tickets the other night, with just hope & a dream and we were like 'wouldn’t it be funny if we saw like ~celebs/Broadway people because a lot of them are off tonight?' and we were chatting about watching the Tony's and stage-dooring and other unrelated stuff & we get tickets after 20 minutes and go to dinner and when we come back she’s like look it’s REDACTED TONY WINNER and I’m like omg. We go to step into the building proper and who do I see but my literal favorite actor at the moment other than REDACTED who is in the show and I was like friend it’s REDACTED! and she’s like go say hi and I’m like??? No I will not be doing that. And she’s like but he’s your favorite! And hey, we’re here to see REDACTED, who’s your other favorite! It’s a big night for you! But she was so loud that I was like looking straight ahead embarrassed that the random people in line would hear us. Literally what a time though, we had standing room tickets and then we got moved up like twice to center row, perfect view seats. Literally like a day later I was finally like O MY GOSH about it all,,, the desire to not be crazy about any of it and keep cool made me robotic in the moment and I’m very pro leaving-people-who-don’t-know-me-alone, so the circumstances were odd.

Anyway I literally have a notes app I keep throwing thoughts at about the most random moments from the show or the staging and it’s v good theatre. Like I enjoyed it, but wasn’t in love or anything but the more I stew on it, it’s a random choice of adaptation, a weird little show, its stars (including the actress playing their kid) are arguably all too old for their roles, there’s a song in Norwegian?? the opening number didn’t give me the ick but I was scared for my life that Brian was singing all of his lines// like I knew it was going to be a “two-hander” and read that the others other than the kid don’t really sing but that opener,,, I was like o no do I hate this? But also the set was so cool and as a recent big fan of Brian is was v cool to literally see him irl (lame I know) but why does the cast just pose in the beginning and slay for like 30 seconds? Idk but it was v 1950s chic of them idk idk we literally were clapping like,,, YEAH 👏👏👏 yeah! 👏👏 . And the scatting/jazziness of it all, I literally was shook but so pleasantly surprised by it all. What a treat! New musicals!!!

ok i literally never resolved the point I was making that the opening scene was not my thing and I was a bit scared I was going to hate it, but really enjoyed like the following 90%! Something about the first song is that it shouldn't be a song, in my opinion. I get why people are tempted to call it a play with songs, but I do think it's a real musical. Just was a bit cursed watching Joe singing right off the bat when no one else did, imo! If I were to see it/hear it again I may come around to it, but something about the way he was like half-singing was weird to me lol

but also randomly saw something from a video (that I haven’t watched as of yet) of Kelli saying they were supposed to open on BROADWAY February 2021 I think?? (tell me they wouldn't have closed immediately w/ omicron? or am i mistaken, I watched like 3 shows I was rooting for that season close early, and there were a TON) Literally the more I think about the show I’m like,, respectfully don’t transfer to Broadway,, it’s so special where it’s at, like I know Atlantic announced its next season I feel? But I don’t know what theatre it would fit in correctly, they’re all too big and the opposite of the intimate experience it is rn. In a perfect world I literally want them to film this version (which I know is the epitome of highly unlikely) but also, I think realistically other than the star power of the cast and creative team it’s such a hard sell for your typical theater-goer or tourist and I would hate for its history to be one of a flop like,, what have we learned from The Sweet Smell of Success :((( I also learned via Kelli ‘s own post and someone’s reference on here that there’s a full boot of that…someone please me up with a link!

So what have we learned. A lot of takes I have not shared,,, it turns out I can get starstruck and it’s so embarrassing it makes me want to scream. Show is good! I’d love a cast recording and for it to not just die but,,, I’m fearful of the idea of a transfer- it seems like it’s likely happening anyway, someone on the team commented on Kelli’s ig about the Tony's all like “excited for next year!” And my press agent friend is all “they’re eying a transfer!” And it’s not that they don’t deserve it but… idk I will remain skeptical of that. I truly believe it can be a success where it is now, and that just because it isn’t a Broadway show doesn’t mean it isn’t impactful and rewarding creatively and etc etc there is the part in my brain like this is Brian’s Tony tho, no?

I firmly believe had everything w/ Next to Normal gone down differently he would have beat those little Billy Elliots’s in a heartbeat, but I digress. Like other than SSOS which I only have a idea of (and no clue about that year’s competition from the top of my head) he’s been up for 2 comedic roles which are hard sells in a category with “proper,” dramatic roles nominated -as in, actors who appeared in a leading role in a drama- and then ITW-which I have thoughts on separate from who his competitors were- which tows that line and sadly like,, it wasn’t even close for him. I feel like every nom he’s had doesn’t even quite show off how talented he is as an actor like idk how to describe it, but idk. I want a Chip Zien nom & win for Harmony, which my brain tells me may be a featured role but if it’s lead… all hypothetical but I’m not rooting on the show’s downfall… I just think it’s perfect where it is.

Anyway... chaotic highly informal thoughts but I also have a few screengrabs from my notes app note I am going to paste below. Would love to hear someone else's thoughts, and am willing to say, obviously, one of the REDACTED's in question is BdJ.

#weird long read on days of wine and roses #i actually am a grown person who can talk to quote unquote celebrities... but there was 100% a disconnect that night which I will regret!

[zapgraptrash]

1) What is the character’s go-to drink order? (this one gets into how do they like to be publicly perceived, because there is always some level of theatricality to ordering drinks at a bar/restaurant) Masuyo – I just spent ages trying to like find something Safe that they’d order every time they were somewhere that does Not have Japanese things. I can’t really pin down something specific but it WOULD be something specific. Something strong, probably a whiskey. If there ARE Japanese drinks available they would actually take more time to decide on something rather than just getting something safe and easy. I feel like they’d like melon flavoured drinks

2) What is their grooming routine? (how do they treat themselves in private) Ricky – she spends the most time on picking out a hat (if not at work). She wouldn’t spend like hours getting ready before going out but she would make sure that she looks impressive, or at the very least just noticeable. In private though she’ll just wear pyjamas all day if she can. If there is nobody to see then it’s not important to spend all the effort on looking presentable. The guinea pigs won’t care lol.

3) What was their most expensive purchase/where does their disposable income go? (Gets you thinking about socio-economic class, values, and how they spend their leisure time) Zapper – guaranteed his bike(s) are the only thing he’s ever spent a lot of money at once on, he will never just drop a load of money on anything. Even the bike took saving and planning and negotiating lol. He’s one of those people who will put 10% of every paycheck into savings immediately. Most of his disposable income probably goes on things like gardening supplies or fuckin. Cleaning supplies. Or bike maintenance. And maybe committing to the bit of annoying Grappler.

4) Do they have any scars or tattoos? (good way to get into literal backstory)  Dom – her standard issue tattoo is right in the middle of her chest just because. I don’t think she’d be bothered about getting any others, maybe covering that one up with something post-trashland. But she is always covered in like, small burns and scars and shit because that happens when you like to play with fire and explosives.

5) What was the last time they cried, and under what circumstances? (Good way to get some *emotional* backstory in.)  Slyger – slyger cries most often when he’s stressed. So it was probably recently. He makes everything out to be really high stakes so it could be literally anything lol. His pc keeps crashing because skyrim has too many mods loaded. He can’t find that ONE type of salmon at the store but he KNOWS they have it. He wants to watch the new episode of the telenovela he's obsessed with but REALLY wants to watch it live and probably won’t get home in time.

6) Are they an oldest, middle, youngest or only child? (This one might be a me thing, because I LOVE writing/reading about family dynamics, but knowing what kinds of things were ‘normal’ for them growing up is important.) Jeffrey – he’s an only child of a single parent who put like All her stakes on him. Has to live up to super specific ideals and if not You Are Making Me Look Bad In Front Of The Rest Of The (surprisingly large) Family. Like this is only his mother’s side of the family too, he has cousins and second cousins all over the place. He might have some half siblings from his dad but he’ll probably never know I guess!

7) Describe the shoes they’re wearing. (This is a big catch all, gets into money, taste, practicality, level of wear, level of repair, literally what kind of shoes they require to live their life.) Thaddeus – they’re good quality leather biker boots with a bunch of decorative buckles. He spent a Lot on them and they’ll last ages, unlike the boots he used to get which were like ok but they wore out really easily and he Had to replace them because it’d fuck up his prosthetic foot otherwise. Before he lost his foot he’d just wear shoes until they disintegrated.

8) Describe the place where they sleep. (ie what does their safe space look like. How much (or how little) care / decoration / personal touch goes into it.) Granox – if slyger wasn’t around to decorate and such there wouldn’t be that much around, mostly just one or two cool things he found on the ground. Also it’d just be a mattress. Because he keeps accidentally breaking bedframes by jumping onto them and not realising how fucking dense and strong he is. Funnily enough though he actually keeps the bed made way more than slyger does. So long as it’s comfy enough he can sleep, he doesn’t Need much else.

9) What is their favorite holiday? (How do they relate to their culture/outside world. Also fun is least favorite holiday.)  Grappler – Valentine’s Day because it’s the easiest day of the year to have sex (hooking up with other single people whilst single)/easiest day of the year to commit to the bit of annoying Zapper while also being genuine about it. But also boning Zapper. It’s like a whole day where the “objective” is to show affection to your partner and tbh that is how he thinks he shows affection the best. His least favourite day is Veterans day/memorial day because he just (correctly) associates them with his dad and the US fucking around in southeast asia/his dad treating his mum as a trophy wife. He probably doesn’t like have the ability to articulate WHY he hates them so much, but his default answer is that it’s a scam that vets get 2 holidays for being pieces of shit.

10) What objects do they always carry around with them? (What do they need for their normal, day-to-day routine? What does ‘normal’ even look like for them.)  Vilius – she always has cigs, a lighter and a taser on her. maybe a knife too. Probably operates off cartoon logic since I never draw her with pockets or a bag lmao. But like she almost always has a fuckin glass of wine or something on hand. If she’s not like, inside where there are glasses to pour booze into she probably has one of those tiny little bottles of something. This is fine.jpg

#text post tag

[wytfut]

Acreage Living

Had always imagined that I’d live on an acreage as a young adult. And by acreage, anything over 1 acre... maybe close to 10-20.

Now I’ve lived on one since, 1988 (2.25 acres).....  kinda wish I hadn’t gone for more than 1.  Even at 1, they can keep you pretty busy, depending on what you do on it.

For everything I have going on my acreage, I’d make a terrible neighbor in town. A home owners association would have a tizzy....  

I usually have at least one junk parts vehicle (currently), and in the past I had a small junk yard happening. 2 or 3 1957 series ford pickups (folks found out that we liked them, and it was like they were breeding out back) [just recently learned that this series ford truck are called “refrigerators”], with a few years 1953 Mercury ....     thru the years quite an assortment of others. 

When we first moved out here, the house (the original homestead house, not the current house), had a fairly new remodel. Brand new 2 stall garage, with an attached enclosed shop. A steel 2 stall (former gas company maintenance shed), and I’d guess an old wash house. 

Things did change thru the years. House burnt down Xmas 93. And around 2000 I moved an old 5 stall horse barn out back. 

We didn’t know when we moved in we were about 150′ from a 30″ transportation natural gas line.... that ran parallel to our property, directly thru our neighbors property (His house sat 20′ from that line). And thats how that steel shed came into play onto our property. We new when we got the house it had Natural Gas, but didn’t realize that it had a “farm tap” on that main.  Theres a lot of stories dealing with that gas line, I’ll tell in another episode...

When we moved out here the yard proper around the house was very nice. The rest of the property, including what we could see out the front window, was overgrown with piss elms, Marijuana and iron junk. 

I spent a lot of time the first 2 years clearing out all of that and a couple of buildings that had fallen in. 

A neighboring farmer was a pack rat (depression kid), and had a lot of junk piled up in our direct line of site of our living room. I had talked to him to see if I could clean it all up and haul all the junk off, plant some cedars... with a view to the  Interstate. 

Initially he was very good about the whole thing.... A couple of years into it, I noticed some of his junk was reappearing again in our view. I knew I was interrupting his thought train, but he DID say he’d be fine with it. 

One day he pulled this old very tired sprayer attachment  (hoses all rotted off, flat tires, rusty hydraulics, fiber glass tank all sun baked and cracked, etc...poor shape) back out to under the trees right in the middle of the view.   I know, its his junk not mine, and its his property.... but he said he was fine with it...       I went out and asked about what was going on...    “ You just can’t throw this away, this is good stuff!!!” ...  please remember my description above.  Then he said “ I can’t let you plant cedars here either, as what if I decide to farm that?.... I’d have to get some equipment to remove them”...

Ok ok....    For what ever reason he never mentioned the footings right in the middle of everything, that he’d also have to remove and the big ass Elms growing everywhere ... all to make it a field.   Turns out, he just didn’t want his junk thrown away.  So we lived with it for quite a while. One day just out of the blue, he showed up with a tractor and left with the sprayer... didn’t say anything. it never came back. 

In this pack rats assortment, I hauled into my ever growing brush/junk pile/hole.... over 5 pickup loads of hand coils of barbed wire. Thats right 5 truck loads. They were not stacked neatly in one place.... they were buried under tall grass and I’d find them anywhere when I was getting tired and ready to quit for the day. .... oh lordie what a  bunch of wire. Those hand coils were 5′ in diameter.... lots of barbed wire.

My brush/junk pile which I still have (currently HUGE,.... been a bad couple of years for wind storms), I then made into a shooting back stop. I had a bunch of heavy rail road ties I stacked/wired up and down as the front. Worked very well until the last 10 years when I started getting neighbors. ... It wasn’t used a lot, but when we wanted to shoot, it worked great. 

Kids had a good time out here growing up. Do about anything, without disturbing anyone. We had fields on 3 sides.  Yet we were within walking distance of town (driveway isn’t a quarter mile long, and then its Waverly, at that time). Bring their buddies out. Camp out, have a camp fire, shoot, etc. ... maybe a motorcycle or 2. Race around in a truck or car. good times....

Once the kids got out of the house, I considered seriously about moving out. Kids heard about it.....    so I’m still here.   

Threw the years we’ve had a lot of different wild life trot thru. Deer many many times. Ground hogs, coyotes, foxes, Opossum, coons, snakes, Turkeys, Red tail hawks, rabbits, Owls, and bats.   Current residents are coyote and fox. Everything else seem to appear/disappear in some odd pattern. No bats for years. Would really like to get some bats back.

As the field to the north of us traded hands for development, the city of Waverly’s city limit move to our north property line. Before the subdivision was built, the city of Waverly had “jurisdiction” over all property within 3 miles of town. 

Which basically means, if I build any structures on the property, or make improvements I have to have a building permit from the City of Waverly. Which is interesting here in Lancaster county Nebraski...

If the city of Waverly were not to approve of my build....   I could apply to the county (they’d pass anything), and it’d be a done deal that the city really couldn’t say anything about it. The City has had their fair share of hair pulling with all levels of government and their 3 mile jurisdiction. Battling NRD, State, and county.

First time we shot guns out here, a deputy showed up, on a fire works complaint. Once he saw we were shooting, “I’m not going to get into this, as it too much of a gray area for me to try and make a point...” and he left.  After that, we’d shoot, and no big deal and no law enforcement.

Not so long ago I was thinking of building new house on the back portion of the property. 

I had found a floor plan that Patti and I both liked (its a miracle). I submitted it to the City of Waverly.... and they immediately rejected it. Said it wouldn’t meet the covenant. 

Covenant? what covenant. I’m not in a neighborhood.... I’m an acreage, with no HOA.... odd conversation.  Didn’t I just write that this is an acreage outside of town?

My thoughts were, well then I’ll just go to the county with this. But stopped, as the county will not let you break up property less than 20 acres. I only have over 2, and I had thought once the new home was built, I’d sell off the front one. ... 

Being I wasn’t real serious about this idea,.... I just dropped it. 

Oh yeah.... why wouldn’t they pass my floor plan? .... it was a steel structure. Steel siding, steel roof.....     Said if I put common siding on it, and a regular roof on it, they’d pass it...      SMH!!   lol, steel building with asphalt shingles and vinyl siding, makes me giggle. Yeah, I know, steel buildings life span on average is around 20 years.

I now have neighbors (5 houses)  all along the north side of the property. Houses less than 100′ from our house. So we don’t shoot any more. I try to minimalize junk to their view. Been some really good neighbors....    One neighbor told me to go ahead and shoot, no big deal...    I replied,  “with little kids playing around” ... not gonna do it.

As my boys are gone from here since around 2000, and I maintain this 2.25 acres, keeping it respectable....   I’ve opened up the property to all of my neighbors, for their kids to use at their whim. ATV’s, Motorcycles, what ever....  Its silly of me to mow all of this, and not ever ever be used by someone... just silly expense of gasoline and time.

Have had folks try and talk me out of this, as “its a huge liability risk” ...  well I suppose someone really could get hurt. But kids/people get hurt, its a part of life. My kids did... I don’t want anyone to die back there and I’d feel horrible, if it were to happen. But people die and get hurt...  

Only restriction I’ve put on my open invitation.... they have to wear a helmet. And only the kids and their friends that live against my property. Had a few strays for a bit, but they left after a short period.  I also know, if someone were to sue me... what are they gonna get? I don’t really have nothing of value.... not of suing value anyways. 

When they were digging the basement of one of the houses on the north side of my place.... I noticed a puddle of fluid oozing up under the track loader...  No it wasn’t a muddy property, or had it rained recently. That track loader was pushing up goo.... 

It dawned on me..... I had no idea where my septic legs ran. Neither did the city or the county.  So before they started framing it in I got a mini excavator here, and dug all over the north edge of my property... Found the septic leg and blocked it off with quick mix cement. 

Now I did that not knowing where else that leg ran. But guessing there were more legs than what appeared. 

3 Summers later I dug in another 100′ of legs to solve my septic tank puking almost daily. That leg that was bleeding in my new neighbors yard, was the only leg my house had....    problem solved.

When it was a farm to my north, there were trees planted on the north side of “my” property. Once the subdivision was built, I lost all ownership to those trees. Really not a big deal but was surprised none the less. I told all of my new neighbors that the trees were theirs to do with what they wanted. Surprisingly they left the trees....   except for one. And it was no big deal.... just cedars.

3 summers ago had a terrific wind storm here. Worst I had ever seen on my property. It really looked like a war zone... amazing. My back was really giving me a fit at that time, but I knew I could get it done, but it was going to take at least a week. 

As I was out scanning the property, one of my new neighbors came out.... and offered to help. This really hurt my pride, but then again my back was a mess. I accepted. 

Started around 8 the next morning (note it was a weekday) and by the time 9;30 rolled around, I had 5 neighbors out helping me out. Chain saws, ATV, my tractor, my pick up...   the mess was done by mid afternoon. I was shocked, and humbled once again in my life.... 

I still don’t like the demands of an acreage. But now with “youthful” neighbors, who will speak to you when you go outside.....    that’s kind of cool...   I also get a grin every time I see the kids out fooling around out back, enjoying the property.

Having neighborly neighbors in this day and age, is becoming more and more rare. Lots of folks (really noted here in Waverlyville), don’t want nothing to do with their neighbors, and never speak. 

I have the need to know and trust my neighbors...     good folks so far.

[mass-effect-mod-fallout-435]

This Fallout: New Vegas Mod Brings Mass Effect’s Jack Into the Wasteland

💾 ►►► DOWNLOAD FILE 🔥🔥🔥 Welcome to my great big collection of Mass Effect mods! Leave a comment! Do you mean the Buff Femshep mod on Nexus? BTW your work isnt going unappreciated your adding new life to a great game and i love it!!! This is a link to Diana Shepard with Summerfoam hair. I like it however, so it has stayed. Looks like the texture. Is there anything for Mass Effect 2? I recently got the deluxe edition of ME2 on sale and would like to get some new hairs for the game. Has anyone done that? Got the mesh right, but not the textures. I found a couple in nexus but one of them was a hideous sparkly recolor and the other was a longsleeved dress. So i guess im missing something cause i cant seem to import custom meshes. Im using 3dmax with actor X exporter Maybe you may know why im having this problem? I tried importing it to ME3 Explorer as a psk and upk, but still none worked. The mesh just wont appear, its like i cant save custom meshes in psk. The thing is that when i import the custom psk into max again the model appears just fine. Hi, could you tell me what page to use to install mods mass effect 1 2 and 3 because I can not do with Nexus. I use nmm mods that require no real input from me, so like you i am learning how to use the above tools. I can use add bigger for diff files but I get error saying its not v8u8 for norm files. I have a question though. I decided that a simple hair mod would be a good start for me. Okay, so I absolutely love your mods. I have my eye on about five that I want right now. Please let me know. The mesh shows up fine but the. The textures were very dark, the hair is almost black even though it is dark brown — is this right? Ok, I worked this out now. I read that something somewhere has been updated which causes textures to not be loaded like they were something like that. But whatever the cause, I just went in and edited the hair colour in gibbed made it a lot lighter and now Shep has brown hair again, as I intended :. Where do you get the head morphs for the male sheps a lot of the ones listed in the best looking article arent active anymore bioware shut down those threads. Will you make your hair mods compatible with it if it is? Your email address will not be published. Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment. Search for:. Pls,add some guides about messhing. Editing meshes from another games. Thanks for the tutorials they have been of great help. Things get real wonky when you import PSK! I chose your Toyger hair mod. Thanks, your mods are fantastic! Any suggestions…? Leave a Comment Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. This div height required for enabling the sticky sidebar.

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I blame Tumblr, I'm sorry. I SWEAR MY REPLY ISN'T AS SHORT AS THE ONE YOU RECEIVED. AS IF I WOULD PUT THAT LESS OF AN EFFORT FOR YOU <33

Hello my dearest Vy, treasure of my heart, have you missed me? I hope so cause I sure as hell missed you :D I am finally here. I went through hell and back but I am finally on prep leave. Bless the pandemic for extending my prep leave for up to 3 weeks! I'm going to get so much done as well as actually have time to take care of myself so if there's anything about this pandemic to be grateful for, it's this.

Anyway, I am so so so sorry for this extremely late reply. I don't think I need to repeat the reason as to why by now. But don't worry, all is well.

I hope you've been well these past week or so? I hope you've been well. I do hope your job is going well too :)

Thank you so much for taking your time to answer my questions, I enjoyed reading them so much! Now here are my answers to yours..

I'm a Taurus!!

My favourite month has to be January, I just love the cold weather and of course, the New Year's festivities.

Basically any fandom related to Leigh Bardugo's Grishaverse books. I just love everything about that fictional universe, makes me feel at home.

If my bestfriend counts, then surely her. She's an angel, I can't imagine how messed up I'd be if it wasn't for her.

Water, food and wifi. Kidding, aside from basic essentials to stay alive, I suppose my dog, bestfriends and this one energy drink I'm addicted to.

I have 3 dogs so…But but but, I adore cats as well. In fact, I've been told a lot that I seem much more like a cat person. So perhaps both for me too :')

I don't play much video games so I can't say I have a favourite. However, I loved Mario as a child!

This is a hard one, I'm a big shipper!! But maybe Kanej (Kaz x Inej) and Wesper (Wylan x Jesper), again from Six of Crows.. (Please don't blame me, I'm just obssessed with this series.)

Either my rings or my books, it's a tough decision. This is rather far off but I'd love to have my very own cozy little library-cafe someday..just a wish :')

Thank you so much for your questions, they did help a lot and took my mind off my schedule!

Now it's been a while so I can't remember much of the questions I made for you but here are a few that stuck around

If you could visit any place in the world, which 3 places would you go to first?

One musical piece you can never get tired of?

Do you play any instruments??

What's your favourite musical instrument?

If you have the time, describe what your life would look like in your dream universe :) (really get that creative mind of yours to stir up your deepest desires)

Out of everything that you have written for streamers, which 3 are your favourites?

Again, feel free to ignore any of the questions and I hope you enjoy answering them :)

Loads of love, ~🌹

Thank you so much for taking the time to answer my questions sweetie I'm so glad you had fun answering them! And thank you for the new batch of questions dear, here are my answers:

I'd definitely visit Barcelona, Spain; Brighton, England and Cancún, Mexico

Since the term 'musical piece' gives me a lot of freedom here's three things music related that I could never get bored of: 1. Any Lana Del Rey album/song; 2. Lo-fi; 3. The musical Heathers 🤭

Nope unfortunately I don't. I tried learning the piano but never got the hang of it

It's spot shared by acoustic guitar and piano

Oooh ok so buckle up! 😉 I'd love to live by the beach in a house I'd share with no one but my pets. Yes, plural. I'd like to live that lonely writer lifestyle. Now that I think about it, I'd love to live in a lighthouse honestly. Outlandish? Maybe. But man is it a dream of mine. I'd live like an old fisherman and have the time of my life 🤭 However I'd also not be opposed to a night out with friends in a town that'd be near the lighthouse. I'd still like to have some of that partying I've always dreamt of sprinkled into the quiet haven mentioned above. But all in all, I'm a rather simple person ay 😊

Ooooh ok so for Corpse I'd say it's the two parter fic consisting of 'Champagne Problems' and 'Exile'; for Dave (not a streamer but he is a content creator so he'll be my cheat code) it would be the fic 'Fated Miracles' and last but certainly not least: my fic 'Sweetheart' for Sykkuno

Here are a few more questions I've got for you since last time. Again, no need to answer any or all if you don't want to/feel uncomfortable about them 🤗

What's your favorite mythological creature?

If you're a horror fan, what's your favorite scary movie? If not what's your favorite movie in general?

Favorite music genre?

Favorite pieces of fanfiction?

~ XOXO, Vy 💌

[yoonieper]

Secrets of the Sea— Part 2 | MYG

❂ Pairing: Yoongi x Reader

❂ Genre: Mermaid AU Keeper AU, slight enemies to lovers, fluff, angst, future smut

❂ Rated: I for INFORMATION!!! [❁, ❅]

❂ Warnings: nsfw themes are discussed *wink wink nudge nudge*, lots of information is learned, Yoongi finally starts spilling the tea, Y/N is extremely confused, they’re very cute in this chapter

❂ Word Count: 27.1k

❂ Summary: A summer vacation you had planned with you and your friends turns into the unexpected when you happen to discover an otherworldly creature in your own backyard. Is that… is that a merman? What starts as a clash between species, turns into an unforeseen research project when you both become curious about your two completely different cultures. Land and water, two different worlds on the same planet. Maybe they can come together…?

❂ Author’s Note: This took a while but it’s finally here! This might be the longest chapter in the whole series, I say that and jinx myself lol, but the other chapters should come out a lot sooner! Also sidenote, I keep changing the banner lol >.< Sorry if you're reading through this all together and you keep seeing different ones lol~ This is actually fanart I made for the story that I might post in it's unblurry version here one day :3 Anyway, thanks so much for waiting, enjoy the story!

❂ Beta: Thank you so much @chemicalpink for looking over this mess :,)

If you have trouble loading the story, please check it out on ao3! I also posted it on there! Link to my profile on my about me page!

Prologue | Part 1 | Part 2 | To be continued~

No reposting, modifying. Translating is not allowed unless given explicit permission. Thank you so much : D

[Bold words are Yoongi speaking in his language]

Eggs.. no… What if you had—... no, no you don’t have that either. Your fridge was empty. You had been hoping to cook some actual breakfast for once, but the only thing you really had in there was a bunch of fish you had bought for Yoongi and some bottles of water. None of that really screams breakfast.

You sighed.

You had spent the day worried about your new fishy friend. It was now the next day after the big transformation and he still hadn’t woken up… The only reason you hadn’t had a complete meltdown was in the fact that you remembered how exhausted he seemed after the whole thing. You were just a bit on edge as the hours turned into the following day, up to the point where one could only hope he was ok.

Deciding between heading to the store or just having more ramen like you had been doing for the past few weeks, a sudden thud takes you out of your thoughts. The first place your mind went to was Yoongi who was in the room up above.

Uh oh.

You dropped your ramen and ran up the stairs to him.

“Yoongi?!” You panicked as you opened the door. To confirm your suspicion you found the poor man on the floor.

“What happened?” You questioned as you hurried over to help him but quickly shielded your eyes realizing both the blanket and towel had slipped off his form.

“Why is walking so hard?” He sighed, making you realize what had happened.

“Sooo you still can’t walk?” You asked and he scoffed.

“Do humans learn to walk in a day?” You quickly apologized for your assumption.

“I just wondered if maybe that was a temporary thing…” Yoongi rolled his eyes at your comment and sighed.

“I’ll get there eventually.” He grabbed onto the edges of the bed and lifted himself back up, shooing away any attempts you made to help him.

“Yoongi?!” You cried trying to cover your poor eyes once again. Legs were spread and you were seeing WAY too much. “Please grab the towel, blanket, anything please!” Your words turned his attention to see your flushed face, making him confused once again. What was the matter with you?

“Human please explain why you are acting this way?” Yoongi questioned very nonchalantly. He was curious in the way you would react everytime you would look at him like this, always insisting to cover up, a concept he obviously has yet to fully understand and one you were quite unsure of how to explain.

You thought for a moment to make sure you worded this right. “Clothes are kinda important to us humans. I don’t imagine it’s the same where you come from, so I’m sure that’s gonna take some getting used to.” You chuckled nervously.

Your words still made no sense to him. “I don’t see why… they seem restricting if I’m being completely honest.” He did have a point. “And why is there a need for this cursed fabric anyway?”

You thought a moment before answering. “I think it started as a way to keep warm in times when it was cold. I don’t know, somehow they added on covering up uh, certain parts.” You cringed at the last words.

“Certain parts?” Yoongi questioned looking down “What certain parts? I’d imagine everything was important and it’s certainly not cold by any means...” Behind your hands you were starting to panic, realizing his questions were backing you into a corner.

Taking you out of your thoughts was a sudden force pushing you forward, confused, you lowered your hands to reveal that you were now standing right in front of Yoongi.

“What the…” you mumbled, but was taken aback when you felt his hand grab your wrist.

“Show me.” His tone was innocent and genuinely curious, but his words sounded like pure filth considering the situation.

You quickly backed up. “Uh, I don’t think I’m the one who should explain that…” You decided to toss that conversation for whenever Seokjin and Jungkook show up. Yeah…. they definitely need to have a guy talk.

“Um anyway, I’ll be back. Let me get the clothes.” You quickly exclaimed and rushed out to your room. You took a moment to cool off with a few deep breaths before you grabbed the clothes you had set on the edge of your bed, and prayed this would actually work.

As you approached his room you realized this probably wasn’t gonna be a simple handoff type of situation. He was probably gonna need some help.

Shit.

With a deep breath you walked in to see Yoongi attempting to stand again. His hands on the nightstand assisted his much shakier legs. “Look human~” He happily exclaimed, proud he had managed to stand.

You watched the terrible sequence of events unfold as he let go, but almost immediately fell over back on the bed.

“Yoongi?!” You ran to his side. “You ok?” He ignored the question and used the nightstand to stand up again. “I have to keep trying if I’m going to get any better.” He said plainly as he fell back down again.

A sigh escaped his lips at the obstacle. He’ll get there eventually.

His attention then focused on the fabric you had folded in your hands.

Oh no.

“Human, what is that?” He questioned. “Clothes,” you answered, to which Yoongi gave you a sour look.

”If you’re gonna stay here, you're gonna have to put these on.” You laid out plainly.

He pouted, which had you screaming to yourself at how cute he looked but he grabbed the clothes anyway, despite the protest.

“How do you even…?” He held up the flimsy fabric uPSidE down, leading you to make the decision you really were gonna have to help him.

“Lift your arms.” You say to which he complies. The shirt slid on easily over his form. You smiled and then chuckled at his confused expression. You could immediately tell he didn’t like it. “It’s even worse than I thought.” He cringed.

“Well you're gonna have to deal with it for the time being. You still have to do the pants you know.” You said holding out the other piece of clothing, handing it to him.

“Just put your feet through the holes at the bottom, I can help you stand so you can pull them up.”

Turning around, you could hear him struggle behind you. You honestly had to stop yourself from laughing quite a few times.

“Did you get it yet?” You asked after you’re sure a good five minutes had passed.

“I—I think so,” you heard him say. Suddenly an arm was rested on your shoulder. He used you to hoist himself up, making you very aware of his presence behind you. You felt his breath tickle the back of your neck, letting you know how close he was. The thought of it had your face feeling a bit warm.

“Ok, I think I got it.” You turned around and was shocked.

He looked really good. His fluffy disheveled hair had you wanting to run your hands through it. The outfit also looked surprisingly normal despite it being your clothes.

He smiled when he saw your shocked expression

Yoongi was still pretty close too. Both his arms rested on your shoulders, no more than a foot in distance.

He looked good. Almost too good….

“Is this right?” He questioned, but you were too dazed to answer.

“Human?” He called out again, finally snapping you out of it.

What was wrong with you? You quickly asked him to repeat his question, he laughed a bit and continued, “I asked, is this the way it should look?” He looked down at his attire. Clothes would never be something he liked, but seeing the way you looked at him felt like the torture was worth it in the end.

“Yeah you did it right.” You said honestly it was a big surprise considering the way things have been going. You could even say you were proud.

All in an instant the moment was ruined when he accidentally let go and landed right back down on the floor.

You sighed. “You’re seriously gonna have to be more careful.” you said as you helped him up onto the bed. “Failure leads to success, does it not?” He said. You looked over at him. He did have a point. “You’re right, it’s just I don’t want you hurting yourself.”

“I’m fine, I’ve experienced worse.”

“Mmm, still though, you’re human now. You said it yourself, your abilities aren’t as enhanced. I don’t want anything happening to you and then this army comes after me.” Yoongi snickered to himself about that comment. If something happened to him, they’d definitely do a lot worse then just sending the royal guard.

“Anyway, let’s head downstairs for some breakfast. You’re probably hungry~” you said helping Yoongi stand. Despite how terrible he seemed to be at walking, your trip downstairs wasn’t as bad as what you were expecting. Going up yesterday was a nightmare, you were sure going down would be even worse, yet you could tell there had been an improvement. He definitely seemed a lot sturdier.

“You’re doing great Yoongi~” you praised, shocked at the progress. A proud smile was sent in return. “I told you human. Each time you fail, is one step closer to success.” You both laughed at the irony.

You quickly helped him over to the table. “What’d you wanna eat?” You opened the fridge, showing the array of fish that was inside. Despite this, Yoongi’s eyes drifted over to the ramen cups you had sitting on the counter.

“Mmmm, what about that?” He pointed to the ramen. You were shocked. Did the transformation have an effect on his diet?

You decided to ask. Let’s see if he’ll talk this time…

You picked up the ramen. “This? I’ve eaten it in front of you before, yet you never expressed any interest in it on all of those occasions. Does this switch have anything to do with the transformation?”

Yoongi laughed. “No human, this doesn’t relate to that at all, at least I don’t think so. I just figured now was probably the best time to get a taste of some of the food humans eat, being here with you and all. I’ve been curious about the information you’ve told me over these past few weeks.”

He is talking.

Yes!

THEORY: Diet changed because of transformation. (NEGATIVE???)

You made the mental note of writing that down in your notes later.

“Alright then~ I’ll fix both of us some~” It only took you a second to have the two steaming cups on the table, ready to be eaten. You went to grab some chopsticks for the both of you, only to realize that he probably didn’t know how to use them.

“Ummm, I can get you a fork if you want.” You said handing him the utensils. You watched as he examined the two metal sticks with perplexity.

“It’s ok, I’ve watched you use them, it doesn’t look too hard.” He said nonchalantly. You gave him a wary look, but watched as he attempted to hold them. You were shocked to see him holding them right, it definitely wasn’t perfect, but he was doing (extremely) better than the typical novice.

“Easy~” he smiled when he noticed your expression. “Ok then, I’m impressed~” you chuckled and took a seat right across from him. “Dig in I guess!”

You watched closely as he took his first bite. Part of you was thinking he’d spit it out and say he hated it, but no words were spoken as he continued to his third, forth, fifth bite, seemingly enjoying it with no complaints.

You happily ate along with him, silence filling the room for a while until you suddenly felt like you were being watched. You looked up from your phone to see Yoongi looking at you with pleading eyes. “Can I have more?” He asked in a way that reminded you of a child. You almost wanted to laugh because it was so cute.

You quickly fixed him another cup, unable to stop the chuckle when he practically ripped it from your hands. Breakfast continued like this for a while until out of the corner of your eye you noticed something. Yoongi would always need to push his hair up every time he needed to bend down to take a bite. The sight gave you an idea.

“Hey Yoongi~” You called out in the sweetest voice you could muster. He looked up at you, bangs hanging over eyes. “Would you mind if I did your hair? I noticed it keeps getting in the way… I could tie it up for you if you liked~” Yoongi thought about it for a second “Go ahead human.” He said and continued to eat.

Wow, ok! You didn’t expect him to say yes…

You ran up the stairs and grabbed a comb, brush, and a couple of hair ties you had brought with you and ran back down.

Part of you wanted to ask if you could wash it and do the whole nine yards, but you quickly decided not to push your luck.

You came to find him happily still eating away~ Ok good, he’s still in a good mood~ Let’s make this quick before that could change.

You set your stuff on the table. You were hesitant but started feeling the strands between your fingers. Yoongi paid you no mind as you patted him. It was seriously as soft as it looked. You were amazed but it only added to the list of questions you plan on asking later.

What in the world could their hair products possibly be?

Why in the world did they have hair anyway??? Human hair at that… It looked and felt identical 🤔

When you decided to run your hands through it was when you noticed it was a lot more tangled than you expected. Oh boy, you were glad you decided to bring your comb with you.

You then realized that the beads Yoongi kept in his hair would probably get in the way. You tried to gently pull them off but no matter what you did they wouldn’t budge at all.

“Hey Yoongi, how do you get these beads off? They seem like they’re glued to your hair or something…??” Yoongi chuckled at your words, part of you feared your joke might be true but he said “Sorry, I’m the only one who can take them off, hold up~”

You were confused about what he was gonna do differently that made him the only one who could remove them, when suddenly you watched as all of them fell everywhere. You watched in horror as they rolled in every direction, the distinct sound they all made as they bounced across the floor, filled the room.

“Yoongi!!!” You panicked as you hastily worked to pick them all up. You knew for a fact you’d never find them all.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t—I—” you were nervous, but when you turned to Yoongi he didn't look phased at all. “Relax human, why are you apologizing? I forgot where I was… It doesn’t work the same when I’m up here.” He said shyly, rubbing the back of his ear. A habit you noticed he did often.

“I’ll try to find them but I’m not sure I can get all of them…” You said looking around. “I got this,” he said, making you confused. “How I—“ you were shocked when you heard the pitter patter of the beads hitting the table. When Yoongi opened his hand, there, in entirety, were all of the beads that had fallen to the floor.

“Problem solved~” He said plainly and went back to eating his ramen.

What just happened?

What just…

“Yoongi, how did you…” you pointed at the beads. “Ummm, it’s a bit complicated?” He responded.

THEORY: Water manipulation, Disappearing? -> ADD WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU JUST SAW 😶

You seriously have no grasp of his abilities.

“Maybe you could explain later?” You asked, Yoongi thought about it “Yeah, maybe I could? I don’t know, there’s a lot of information you need to know about to even make sense of it, even then, you probably still may not understand.” Yoongi pointed out.

Oh boy were you in for it… if only you knew what you’d find out later.

Moving past this you got to work on Yoongi’s hair, making sure to take your time combing through it, fearing you’d hurt him. All was good until you noticed something peculiar.

Was he… purring? No, that’s not exactly it, it was a bit different. Darker, if that makes sense?

You couldn’t help but giggle at this. “That’s adorable” you realized way too late you said that out loud. Yoongi turned back to you, face a bright red.

You had no idea the real reason. In the midst of your combing, while it was relaxing, the other side of his mind was wandering off to something a little darker…

As much as you were trying to be gentle, there was always some sort of pain mixed with pleasure that had him thinking back to past moonruts. He remembered one of his partners liked to pull on his hair hard, it wasn’t the same but for someone who hasn’t been touched for as long as he had, the gesture had him thinking things.

Part of him wanted to tell you to go harder…

He was so thankful when you finally put down your comb. He was way too close to actually doing it.

You ran your hands through the locks once more. Much better, you thought to yourself~

Your combing had straightened his hair out a bit, losing some of the waves it had. It was slightly longer than before.

“When was the last time you cut this?” You chuckled, playing with his hair a bit.

Yoongi thought about it. “It’s been awhile, I don’t even remember at this point…”

“It doesn’t get in the way?” You asked curiously, Yoongi shook his head “Not really… I’ve just kinda liked it being this long.” He mumbled the last part.

You smiled. You can’t deny this hairstyle really suited him~ Thinking back though, your questions and his responses made you realize you never asked him a question that was extremely important.

“Hey Yoongi…” He hummed in response “I don’t know if you even know this, but do you know how old you are?”

Yoongi put down his chopsticks and seemingly began working it like it was some kind of problem… ok?

“If I remember correctly and did the math right, I think the equivalent would be 24 of your human years.”

“Equivalent?” You said both in your mind and out loud.

“Yep. I guess in actuality I’m….. maybe 122 years old? I don’t know, kinda hard to remember at this point.” Your jaw nearly fell to the floor with that number. You had so many questions…

At 122 years old, that is only 24 years in equivalence…..Waaaaa?

He almost seemed like he forgot his age? Why? How do they calculate years?

Average life expectancy?

“So you’re telling me you were born in 1903?”

Yoongi’s eyes lit up. “That’s it, that’s what they told me it was. 1903 was definitely it.”

So, so many questions….

“Ok wait, so how long do Keepers live for? I mean, if that’s the equivalent for 24 years, I’m curious what’s the time people start appearing older? What’s a year to you? And you mentioned math, is there a formula?” You threw out all the questions that were flying around in your head.

Yoongi sighed. “I knew this would happen… I answer one thing and the questions don’t seem to stop.“ He looked at you and noticed your pleading look, almost begging for answers. He found it endearing at how interested you were in his culture. It made him feel proud in a sense.

After some silence had passed he continued “1) Depends on how strong their connection, which is a completely different topic, but the average Keeper lives for about 500 years. People in similar positions as I, will likely live longer, however. 2) We measure the span of time the same way you humans do, by the amount of time it takes to revolve around our sun. 3) One year for us, I’ve been told, equates to about 5 revolutions, so 5 years for humans. Did that answer your questions?”

Your mouth hung open. You were buzzing inside with the new allotted information. Fuck, did that answer your questions??? You actually are starting to piece things together. Part of you was confused by this and a bit worried. He used to get annoyed by all your questions and would say something mysterious that would just leave you confused and having even more questions. You wondered what made him change his mind…?

You tried your best to keep your cool. “Yes it did, thank you very much. Knowing this now I have to ask. Connection, what’s that, and I was wondering if you guys have a similar calendar?”

“Our months and weeks are closely related to your calendar, but there are some variations in a couple of our months. Our days, despite this, still equal 365.25 by the end of the year, as they should if you live on earth. Explaining connections is something that requires a lot of context…” even though he couldn’t see your face he could tell you were listening closely, soaking up every word he said “that I’m sure you’ll ask about…”

“Wait, ok, before you explain anything else let me finish real quick so I can write down everything,” you explained ecstatically.

Quickly you pulled his hair back, gathering it, and tying it into a man bun. A style you had on your mind since he said yes to you doing his hair.

“Turn around for me~” you instruct. When he does, you almost fall right over.

With his hair finally pulled back you can see the glorious forehead and eyebrows you’ve been missing. The added knowledge of his plentiful tattoos had you nearly rolling on the floor.

Damn.

H.O.T

“You look amazing…” you played down. You totally weren’t screaming in your head right now. Totally…

Yoongi shyly smiled at your compliment. “Thank you” he mumbled quietly.

Ok you were gonna lose it the longer you stand here. “Ok, let me head up real quick. We’ll continue our conversation in the living room.”

≫ ──── ««•◦ ✪ ◦•»» ──── ≪

“Human what are you doing?” Yoongi sighed from his place on the couch.

You were opening up your Disney+ account and searching for a title that you weren’t sure how it would go.

For science… he’ll understand that, right?

Yoongi stared curiously at the primitive technology in front of him. He almost busted a lung when you explained to him the purpose of the box in front of you.

When you finished going through the list of it’s functions, Yoongi couldn’t help but think ‘that’s it?’ Technology up here was really as unadvanced as they taught him in school.

Yoongi’s eyes widened when you clicked on the title ‘The Little Mermaid’

“Human wha—“

“Before you get mad, I wanted to use something to orientate my questions. It’s a starter place using something I grew up thinking your kind was like.”

Yoongi eyed you suspiciously, but his eyes then trained to the screen, looking at the picture for the movie and scuffed.

“Human I can already tell you, just from this, it looks ridiculous.”

You looked at him to continue but he just sighed and turned away.

“Well let me know along the way the inaccuracies as the movie plays~” Yoongi sighed but watched as you hit play and ran over to the couch. started the opening of the movie.

As the opening of the movie played you could hardly focus on the screen, too busy looking at the man beside you. You were waiting for any little reaction that should tell you to pause the movie so he can explain. You were determined to learn as much as you can before he was gonna leave.

Your face dropped at the thought.

Yeah, he was gonna leave soon… His wounds by now were pretty much healed to the point you were sure he would be alright to venture back out on his own in only a few days. He had very little difficulty moving, no infections, you had plans to remove his stitches maybe sometime later on today, meaning only a small amount of care is needed for those wounds, and whatever the issue was you saw the other day, would better be handled in a place that was more familiar with this type of stuff, aka, back where he came from.

It’s weird but in the two weeks you’ve known him, somehow he’s managed to squeeze his way into your life that you know it’s gonna be a little hard to say goodbye.

“What the actual fuck is happening.” Yoongi said, feeling ambivalent about what he was seeing on the screen. Why the hell was this crab talking? Why do they look like that?

He noticed your eyes on him, making him realize he accidentally switched back to his language.

Yep, you were definitely gonna miss him.

“Human, what am I seeing?”

“I guess now would be a good time to stop…” you chuckled, grabbing your remote to pause the movie.

“So I guess my first question, it may sound silly, but I’m genuinely curious.” Yoongi signaled for you to continue. “Can you talk to sea creatures?”

….

Wait, wait, wait, did he hear you right?

“Human, what—what did you say?”

You immediately could tell the question was as ridiculous as it sounded in your head. You already wanted to take it back.

“Ummm can you talk to…. sea creatures?”

He didn’t know if he was angered by your assumption or found it hilarious. Is this what humans really thought of his kind?

“Human, why would you think that….? Do I look like an animal to you?” He laughed but you could sense he was offended by your comment.

“No, that’s not what I meant… it’s just a lot of movies up here like to suggest you guys have some special connection to sea life. I was wondering if it was true.”

“Seriously?!” Yoongi was shocked. “Well I guess the fact that you guys are so off, means we’re doing our job.” He smiled and turned to you, who was so lost.

“Look human, I can do a lot of things, but talking to animals is something that even I am not capable of.” You quickly wrote that down on your iPad. “What about anybody else?”

“No one is talking to animals.” He put it plainly and you added that to your notes.

Can they speak to animals? - Concluded negative

“I will say the only thing I’ve seen right so far is the cave.”

“Cave?” Yoongi nodded slowly.

“It’s far deeper than what they display here but the tribe resides in a cave close to the ocean floor.”

“Do you know how far down?”

Yoongi looked to the side thinking for a moment “I don’t know in any of your units of measurements… Just know that, judging from the technology I have seen, you won’t be able to reach it.”

“What about the mermaids themselves?” You said, referring to the scene you stopped at. The recital.

“Human you've seen me. You know the answer.” Yoongi turned back to the TV, already tired of this movie.

Dull? The fact he mentioned you have seen me, means that the others must closely resemble. You thought back to that first day, when you got sight of his friends. Even though you could only make out their top halves, they did have the similar light gray tones. You wondered if there was any differentiation from there… You wanted to ask him, but you knew he was done with this conversation. You made a note in your notes to come back to the question later.

Clicking play, the movie continued on to introduce the main character, which you could immediately tell he didn’t like, judging by the angry mumbling under his breath.

“What’s up?” You chuckled lightly.

The movie was now at the scene where Ariel was looking on the ship, infatuated with the humans.

“Someone like her would be immediately considered a threat to the tribe.” He rolled his eyes.

“Really?”

Yoongi nodded “She’d be locked up immediately. Behavior like that puts every single one of us at risk.”

This discussion suddenly gave you another question.

“You’ve never had anyone with the same interest in the surface?”

“Of course we have. There have been people who have deserted their tribes in order to live out their life on the surface.” Now you were confused.

“You made it seem like they were such a danger, yet you just… let them go when they leave?” You asked curiously

Yoongi chuckled slightly “I know it makes no sense, but as much as we wanted to do something, most of the time we are always told it’s the better option is to let them go. The rational being, ‘it puts more people at risk trying to get them’. We try and stop this behavior as much as we can, as anyone who is suspected of being a deserter is taken to a special facility, but they slip through the cracks occasionally.”

You hummed in compliance at his answer. It was weird logic but ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

As the movie continued on, Yoongi slowly became less grumpy with it. You doubt he was enjoying it, but he became more invested as the story progressed.

When the scene where King Triton was destroying Ariel's collection came around, Yoongi couldn’t help but get hung up on a line he said.

‘Have you lost your senses completely? He's a human! You're a mermaid!’

Despite the offensive term, Yoongi couldn’t help but glance over to you. No way, never in a million years would he find himself in that position. Your worlds were too different, if he ever did like you like that, to work. He knows his place. Back at the tribe and you are here. Even entertaining the idea was insane. Has he lost it?...

The rest of the movie was relatively uneventful as by the time Ariel was on the surface there was nothing to talk about as it was pure fantasy.

“Anyway… what’d you think?”

“I hated it.”

“I figured.” You laughed and grabbed your iPad off the table.

“So, like I told you. I had us watch this so I could better calibrate my questions. This was a kids movie and something I’d already figure wouldn’t be the most accurate thing, but it did give me an idea of some of the things I need to ask you.” You started setting up your keyboard.

“Were you watching me the whole time or something?” Yoongi asked, a little flustered.

“That’s my job, I’ve already seen this a billion times, you’re what I want to see.” You smiled.

“Alright.” He changed the way he was sitting a little bit and moved the blanket closer. “Ask away human, you’ve been dying for me to answer you ever since I got here. The time is now, and there’s only so many hours in a day.” Yoongi motioned for you to start speaking.

“Ok. First… why are you answering my questions in the first place?” You asked and for some reason the question shocked him.

“I mean we’ve known each other for two weeks and I hardly know anything besides the basic field observations I’ve gathered. Anytime I would ask you a question you would respond with something vague or you would always say ‘how if I was meant to know I would.’ Whatever you were not telling me must be secret or something you didn’t feel comfortable sharing. I was honestly expecting you to leave without ever giving me any type of information. Now that you’re human, you wanna talk? I’m finding it hard to believe you just had a sudden change of heart about me or the information you weren’t telling me suddenly became ok for me to know. I guess my first question is why? And please be honest…” Your eyes were pleading and you were honestly confused and a bit worried.

Why was he talking to you now, what changed?

He was taken aback by how desperate you seemed to want the answer.

“I don’t know how to answer you human…”

“Please don’t say that. Something’s changed, and I’m sorry for being a little scared. I just want the answer to know I don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Human I—“ Oh gosh… how was he supposed to tell you?

“Y/N… Over these past few weeks I’ve avoided your questions. You’re right… they are secrets that aren’t really my place to tell, something that I shouldn’t be telling you. It literally goes against everything I’ve been taught. But… I don’t know… you seemed so interested in learning about me, I felt bad that you were giving me all this information without me telling you anything. I shouldn’t tell you, but I’m doing it anyway. Now that I’m human, I’m a lot more vulnerable than the water. You’re giving hospitality in looking after me, and not taking advantage of that fact. Besides, we made an agreement a few weeks ago and I’ll deliver on my part. Please don’t look into this too much.”

That’s it. Tell her most of the truth.

It’s just you don’t know he has to remove your memory of this whole thing when he leaves. The reason is his feelings about it coming into words, he didn’t understand quite yet why he was telling you. It just creates more work for him to do when the time does come to go. That’s why he didn’t say anything originally. Now though… Why was he telling you?

He saw your smile slowly start to grow and he couldn’t help but do the same.

“Um… well then. That’s nice I guess~ I’m sorry I was worried that maybe you would have to kill me or something, but….” You looked into his eyes “I trust you're telling the truth.”

“Who knew you could get sappy~” You giggled as you started typing.

Yoongi smiled. He didn’t know either.

“Anyway, moving onto actual information. Ok so… as you’ve seen in this movie, humans have absolutely no clue what you guys would be like and we tend to dramatize things because well… all we believe you to be is a story, a work of fiction. I already told you I study marine biology, and even before that my parents taught me a lot. I’m sorry, but nothing about you seems like it should exist. This is likely going to be a throw away question, but I’m curious to know if you might have an idea. I mean, you seem smart, you should know you don’t exactly fit into the natural world. How exactly are you possible? And your resemblance to humans also doesn’t fit into the equation. Are you like a subspecies of human or umm… Well I don’t even know if you would know but umm yeah, any answers to that?”

“Yes actually.” Yoongi turned toward you and you stared at him wide eyed. “We don’t make sense do we.”

“Not at all…”

“We mostly kept to ourselves all of our history, but it didn’t take us long to figure out something wasn’t right. That’s honestly why um… one of the reasons why we believe we are so much better compared to humans. We are descendants of the chosen.”

You were hastily typing everything down, until he said the last part. The chosen?

“What does that mean?”

“Well to make this brief, I don’t want to bore you too much with a history lesson, but it all started for us 11506 years ago exactly.”

An exact date?

“At some point in time there were just humans that existed. Around that time they were just starting to settle and create the building blocks of civilization, we were one people until a voice called out to a few of those humans.”

A voice….

“They were called to the sea. For 7 days and 7 nights they traversed through harsh landscape to answer to the calling. Scriptures say that their families and friends tried to break them out of it but it was a trance. They walked without food or water, but they never stopped. That was until they made it to the shore. Upon getting close, many people gathered to see that they lined the seas, tribes of humans that have never met, all stood and watched as the humans walked into the water never to be seen again. Those people became the Oown, the first of us.” Yoongi stopped for a second to see you staring at him, clearly hooked onto his words.

“They were transformed, instead of legs, they had tails, instead of air, they could breathe in the ocean. All of this was possible thanks to the Zale.”

“The Zale… is that like a religious figure?”

“You could say that. We treat it like a religion, but it's a religion without the blind following.” You looked intrigued.

“We are living proof. Our existence counters the natural world. There is no way we should exist or live the way we do by explainable means. We have no idea what the Zale is, but all we know is that it guides us in the right direction. It’s allowed us to thrive in the deepest parts of the waters, it’s allowed us protection from the seas, we are all the proof we need. Plus well, I’m one of the few people who saw it happen.”

“Wait… what?”

“It’s kinda hard to explain but, yes I’ve seen it myself.”

“You weren’t there were you?”

“No, I just umm… saw it happen.”

You looked at him trying to figure out how this was possible. “Yoongi we’re gonna have to come back to that because I have questions.”

“Yes I knew you would.. anyway back to what I was saying. The Oown were a little different from us. They had powers that for some reason fell out as the generations continued to progress. But it allowed them to survive as their bodies changed. A light led them farther down, away from land. All with one goal in mind. Keep the secrets safe.”

“Secrets?”

“Our existence. We were meant to thrive away from humanity on land. The secrets we kept down below were never meant to be known to humans.”

“And what exactly is down there?”

Yoongi eyed you. “Umm, I don’t know if I’m comfortable discussing those details yet.” You nodded, honestly a bit reassured there was some information he was withholding from you.

“So let me get this straight… 11506 years ago a voice called out to the human populations— they were put into this trance-like state as they were guided to the nearest body of water. For 7 days and 7 nights they traversed the land until they reached the water. When they arrived they walked in and disappeared, never to see their families again. They were led down into the depth of the water by a light. The Zale, being that light. These people became what you call the Oown, and were the first of your kind. They had abilities that allowed them to survive in the ocean that started to disappear as generations continued to pass.” Yoongi nodded at your summary.

“It’s a surface level explanation, but one I feel like your human brain could handle the best.” You tried your best to ignore the insult as you continued to type away.

There were still so many things you wanted to know…

“So um, more about the Zale…”

“I don’t know what you want me to tell you… I really have no answers.”

“Um, I don’t really want answers with this one, but just a bit of speculation. You speak highly of the Zale but do you ever question its intentions? I mean, just from what you tell me, I could see a conflict of morality. Yes the Oown got special powers and were able to live in the sea, but they were separated from their families on the surface. You don’t think that’s a bit… and well, do you know why?”

Yoongi stared at you. You were a bit worried you accidentally offended him, but he just smiled. “You’re not the first person to wonder.”

“It’s definitely a complicated subject. It’s been debated throughout our entire history about if what we were chosen for is good or evil. I think this honestly connects back to how we treat the Zale like a religious figure. This is where the blind following comes in, everyone just wants to believe that what we are doing is for the right reasons. I guess, I mean especially since we are a product of that being, to know you are a pawn in a big game of evil would be… well I don’t think anyone would like that. As for why, you’re as good as me to guess. We have no idea why any of this has happened..”

You were furiously typing away.

“What do you think? Do you think the Zale is good?”

Yoongi sighed and stared out the window at the ocean, a sense of reflection coming up because of your question. What did he think… What did he think?

“I haven’t explained all of our history to you human, and the Zale has done much good for us, but that doesn’t stop the bad from plaguing our history. Wars, genocides, all in the name of the Zale. Even me for example… I mean, why am I here with you?”

He stared at you to see you staring at him wide eyed.

“I’m one of those bad things huh…” You tried not to show that his words hurt, but well they did. It should be expected though. Yoongi has made it clear about how keepers have a strong distaste toward humans. You’ve only known the man for 2 weeks, what were you expecting? I mean even besides that, an event like this is so unexpected, there would be no reason really why he would think of your meeting as a good experience.

You had no idea why that made you sad. Part of you wanted him to like you, even just enough to stand your presence, maybe even become friends. Even after these two weeks, part of you held out that hope, but this really was just toleration until he could leave.

Yoongi looked at your face as you continued to type, wondering why you were so upset.

“Isn’t this an inconvenience for us all? You have to put up with me and well I’m here speaking with the one creature I’m told I should despise.”

You couldn’t keep your emotions boiled down at this point. “Well I’m sorry Yoongi, but you have been the opposite of an inconvenience for me. I’ve had a lot of fun these past few weeks. Of course you think of me as an inconvenience…” you scoffed and turned back to writing your notes.

Yoongi is a meanie >:(

You made sure to make it bold.

You were way too into being upset to notice how shocked he looked and how his cheeks had started turning red. You seemed so hurt by what he felt like was the obvious. It made him flustered to see how much you seemed to hate the fact. It was… this is a new feeling.

“Anyway, let’s just move on…” You sounded so defeated. “Tell me about yourself… you’ve been speaking in the general sense pretty much this entire time, but you hardly have told me about you. I know you’re the son of some higher up official but that’s about it. Tell me more or that might be an inconvenience.” Oh he hated this. No, he really hated this. The enthusiasm had been drained out of you so quickly. You really cared that much about what he thought about you?

He was honestly confused, but found it oddly endearing.

“Human, maybe we should take a break…”

You looked up from your laptop.

“What why?”

“Because… you’re clearly upset. I don’t know exactly what you’re writing, but I’m sure even you know that outside influences would mess up the results of your investigation. Let’s take a break so you can record your information accurately.” You just stared at him.

Part of you knew that from a scientific perspective he was right, but at the same time, did he just call you emotional?!

“Maybe we could watch another movie? Something less ridiculous this time.” You folded your arms.

“Why would you wanna do that? I’m an inconvenience…”

“Human, please! You know exactly how I meant it. I don’t hate you.” You didn’t even have to say it, he knew that’s exactly what you were thinking. How could you ever think that after he shared that information that he hated you. Made absolutely no sense.

Now he seemed upset. What was happening?

When you didn’t say anything he scooted himself closer, now sitting directly next to you instead of the other side of the couch. You looked over at him, now extremely confused as to why he was so close.

Woah.

“Aren’t you gonna do something?” He looked at you like you were crazy for just sitting there. “Why—Why are you so close all of a sudden?” You stammered.

“Another piece of information— because of how cold it is down there this is just normal to keep warm. Don’t think about it too much, I’m just trying to survive. It was cold over there.” He mumbled and laid his head on your shoulder.

WHAT!!!!!!

“Anyway, pick something better.” Luckily you couldn’t see him at this angle. This was normal but seeing how surprised you seemed made him feel a little flustered.

You tried your best to concentrate but you were a bit overwhelmed with him so… close. At some point you just gave up and decided on stranger things on netflix. You were about to hit play when Yoongi lifted his head, getting even closer, almost burying himself in your neck before he ultimately pulled away.

“You smell nice…” was all he whispered before settling back on your shoulder.

What was happening? This can’t be the same guy who called your meeting an inconvenience. He was so soft and… adorable? This can’t be the same guy. Then again though he did tell you about how behavior like this is considered normal where he comes from so, maybe this doesn’t at all cross any boundaries of being overly affectionate. This could be the same as just sitting close together for him and you were being weird for not understanding the cultural differences.

You made a mental note to add this to your notes later but this is just honestly something you’ll likely have to observe.

Instead you focused on the show in front of you. For a moment it honestly felt like this was normal and all the prerequisite events didn’t happen at all. It was nice. Yoongi definitely seemed to enjoy this a lot more, and it also provided a little light on some aspects of human culture back in the 80s. You ended up watching the first 3 episodes of season 1 before you were starting to get a bit sleepy.

When the credits rolled you paused the episode and gently ran your hand across his arm. “Maybe we should stop here for today, I still have more questions to ask you and I’m getting sleepy…”

He whined. “But—” he was clearly into it.

“Questions first, we can watch more tomorrow.”

He lifted himself up, a cute pouty expression on his face. Seriously, how was this the same man?!

You quickly picked your laptop up.

New observation: Yoongi is a lot more affectionate than I previously thought, he can even be cute too. It’s honestly hard to believe this is the same person who said I was an inconvenience but he just seems to have his sides. Requires more observation considering cultural differences he mentioned, but was being really cute and cuddly today and idk what’s happening.

Another thing you didn’t notice till later, you weren’t mad at him anymore. If anything, that seemed like so long ago, a forgotten memory lost in time. Maybe him showing you this side of himself was because of this, because he wanted you to forget that you thought he hated you.

“Okay, before all this, I wanted you to start talking about yourself. You have already made points that you differ slightly from the average member of your species, please go more into depth with this, maybe even give a little backstory. I’m sure out of the 122 years you’ve lived you must have a lot to tell!” You said enthusiastically but he just laughed.

“I don’t know what you’re expecting but I can say it will likely not meet your expectations.”

“Anything you say goes beyond my expectations. Everything you say about the Keepers is interesting, I don’t think you’re any different.” Yoongi’s face felt a little warm.

“What do you want to know?”

“I don’t know… maybe talk about that position you were talking about earlier. Like um, what are you in line for exactly?” You got your fingers ready.

“I will become the advisor to my friend— he’s the next king of our tribe.” His words shocked you so much you had trouble finding the words to write down.

“Advisor? Wait and you’re friends with….”

“You saw him the other day, when you rudely interrupted the conversation we were having.”

…

You hid under the blanket that was in your lap. “Yoongi what the fuck?! Is he gonna come after me for taking you, what—” You were a bit panicked but he just found it cute.

“No human, he isn't coming after you.”

“You don’t know that! I stole his advisor away, I think that automatically puts a target on my back!” Just your eyes were poking out and you saw him laughing at you.

“You’re fine, I already told them about the situation.” Now that he thinks about it. His friends were likely expecting his return soon or at least a call…

Uh oh.

“But Yoongi… the KING seriously, do you know how scary that sounds?!”

“You already met the scariest person you can meet, don’t worry, you’re fine.” His words were meant to reassure you, but if anything that made you even more terrified.

“What is that supposed to mean?!”

Yoongi sighed. “Ok hierarchy lesson. Like I mentioned, Keepers have slowly begun to lose their abilities as time continues to pass. That was true for a majority of us, but a few in each tribe grew stronger and maintained their abilities. These few take a seat on the council— the government I guess you would say here. There are always 31 seats at the council. People have different ranks and statuses within the council but the top 3 positions all deal with the strongest connections to the Zale.”

There’s the Zale again ok…

Yoongi could sense you were confused. “Council members’ strengths and abilities all come from the connection they have to the Zale, the more they can do. I guess that’s the simplest way I can explain it.”

“It makes sense I guess, the 3 strongest would have the highest positions. I mean think about it from the point of view of the average keeper, knowing they were the ones in charge would bring a strong sense of protection.”

“Precisely.”

“What are you #2 or something and like I’ll have to get through you to ever get to him?”

“That is true except I’m number 1.”

…. Another sense of just utter shock you could not fathom.

“I’m sorry you’re what now…?”

“I’m 1 by a long shot, human there are a lot of things I can do. My job will be to protect my king and the tribe. That itself requires that I must have a lot of power. Please if you know what’s best for you don't even think about trying anything, I’m not scary unless I need to be.” He honestly didn’t want to scare you, just set up where he stands in this dynamic. Really he didn’t want to hurt you. If anything he hated violence, not really something he tried to do unless he felt necessary. He was usually an easy going guy.

But, you didn’t get the message he was trying to send and he could sense your fear.

He could feel you were shaking. He honestly hated this. You aren’t the first person to fear him, the few occasions he would go out into the city and he would introduce himself, the amount of strange looks people would give made him sad. Everyone knew who he was, the advisor’s position especially being kept in the media, and well, the fact that his coronation day was brocadested all over the place, there really was no place he could hide. He could sense their emotions anytime he’d walk by. There was respect masked behind fear. Every Keeper knew just how powerful advisors can be and there have been cases where there has been abuse of the power. So they were scared, scared not to set him off and see that for themselves. It was sad and he hated it.

The surface was honestly the only place he could escape this burden, but already he’s managed to instill that same type of fear in you as well. He merely wanted to set up a boundary, not scare you. It made no sense, you were the one person he should scare, but he still found he hated the feeling it admitted.

His powers can be beautiful as well.

He looked around the room and spotted your glass of water on the coffee table. Yoongi grabbed your cup off the table.

“Please, you really don’t need to be scared of me.” He watched you intently as he waved his hands and the water lifted out of the cup. Your eyes widened as the water formed a new shape. It only took a second for it to be clear what it was.

It was a rose.

He saw your features light up as he handed you the water flower. You were hesitant but took it in your hands. The water seemed to sparkle and shimmer as you twirled it between your fingers.

NOTE: Powers seem to be extensive (described by the creature as such). Has the ability to manipulate water— can make float and manipulate it (e.x. formed a rose in front of my eyes). How this is possible is beyond me, but it sure is pretty. Texture is that of a liquid still, but somehow I am able to hold it without issues. The water also glows— water came from the sink (clear), but as soon as Yoongi started doing something the water glowed a bright blue. It also seems to contain little objects that make it sparkle. Hypothesis: something about these crystals is what is making this possible.

Your smile was giddy and it made Yoongi so happy to see you smile again.

“Yoongi this is amazing…” You awed and he smiled back at you.

“How is this possible?” You wondered out loud, not really expecting him to say anything, and was surprised when he did.

“That’s what I can’t tell you.” You understood and respected it. Silence passed between you two for a second.

“You know this is kinda romantic…” You giggled. “Did you do this on purpose?”

“I just remembered the pictures you showed me a while ago. Made me think about you for some reason.” Yoongi said nonchalantly. You looked up shocked.

At this moment you couldn’t stop the weird fluttery feeling hearing him say he thought about you when conjuring up this breathtaking creation. He probably didn’t mean it like that, but still, you felt incredibly special in this moment.

“This is so sweet, Yoongi. Wish I could keep it forever.” Yoongi looked up at you. He really didn’t know why he just wanted to go the extra mile to impress you.

He grabbed the empty vase that sat on the coffee table for decoration and pulled it closer. He asked for the flower back.

“Time’s up already?” You pouted.

“No. You said you wanna keep it forever so…” He held his hand under the flower and snapped his fingers. Right before your eyes the flower began to freeze, turning from a light blue, to a stark white, those same little specs made the ice shine and sparkle.Yoongi smiled when the frost made it to the top.

“Don’t worry, it won’t melt or—” He lifted his hand up and dropped the flower on the floor. It looked like ice, sounded like ice too when it hit the floor, but it wasn’t. Not a single crack, it didn’t break at all.

He picked it back up. “It won’t wilt either so…” He placed the flower in the vase. “A flower that lasts forever.”

Your mouth was hanging wide open. This was beyond reality. None of this felt possible or real. Were you stuck in a dream or something. The stuff you saw in just these past 2 weeks of knowing this man, you can’t imagine if you got more time with him.

Your face began to fall at the thought.

Yoongi noticed immediately the sudden switch in your mood.

“Human, you seem upset, did I do something—”

“No… No, it’s not you. Just hearing you say that made me think how you’re probably gonna leave soon. Your wounds are healed to the point you probably could leave at any time. This… all this… I know this might be an inconvenience to you, but this was a once in a lifetime opportunity and not to get sappy, but I’m gonna miss you ok.” You leaned back on the couch and folded your arms.

“At least I’ll have this now to remember you.” Your eyes were stuck on the flower.

Yoongi didn’t say anything as he leaned back as well. He needed to leave. He’s already been gone for a month, he had people and responsibilities to get back to. His heart still felt funny when you actually said it out loud. It felt like he just got here.

And just feeling how upset you were.

“Human, ask me another question. You seem to like doing those.” He tried to be nonchalant about it, but he wanted to lift the mood again.

You sighed realizing he was right.

“Alright ummm, tell me about those other positions you were talking about.” You grabbed your laptop again.

“Right ummm, top 3 positions… there is the king or queen who is the leader of the tribe.”

“How come you aren’t the king? You mentioned how you were #1 when it comes to this connection and if it’s so important and yours is the strongest, wouldn’t it make more sense for you to be king.”

Yoongi shook his head.

“It’s a matter of division of power. Being the leader puts a target on your back, especially when it comes to wars, the king is a vulnerable position. The ruler can lead the people safely if one of the most important aspects to a tribe is kept safe away from danger. Advisors simply give advice and help guide the leader in the best direction.”

“So you’re like the brains, they’re the face?”

“Kind of, it’s not like they aren’t capable, but with the connection being so strong, advisors usually know things that will help decision making etc.”

You nodded and wrote it down.

“So the King or Queen is #2… who’s 3?”

“The Zaleon. Another person you saw that same day.”

“Jeez Yoongi, you’re seriously friends with all the most powerful people in your tribe?” You asked but he nodded.

“I know a few other upcoming council members that are higher up on the food chain. We grew up close, I’ve known them all my life. I’m honestly closer to them than my own brother these days.” Yoongi laughed weakly.

“You must miss them huh… I’m sure they missed you.” Your smile was sad, but it just made you feel worse for trying to keep him here.

“I do… they did…” that somber mood was back and he didn't like it.

“Anyway, the Zaleon. I guess they're similar to a priest up here. Their job is conducting ceremonies, hosting praises, and talking with the Zale.” Your eyes widened.

“Talking?”

“Yep, they can hear it. Their connection is stronger than mine in that sense. It’s just that advisors are a little more… logical and analytical to their approach and the Zaleon is always a little more on the spiritual side.”

“Is there ever conflict because of that?”

“Sometimes… but we usually see eye to eye about things, we just do it a little differently. It doesn’t happen as often as you think it would.”

You nodded and wrote it down.

“What about your other friends?”

“Chief Innovator and Head of War. 1) They deal with a lot of technological developments within the tribe and 2) Leads the royal guard.”

You were impressed and that made him proud. His friends were impressive, weren’t they…

“So how do you guys get appointed, I’m judging by what you told me awhile ago, that you don’t go around and campaign.”

He laughed. “It’s hereditary. The chances are always between siblings. The Zale will choose from there.” He could sense the question incoming.

“Also something I prefer not to explain too much in depth.” Your words were on the tip of your tongue but you stopped yourself.

“Alright new subject… I’ll come back to this later but I want to cover as much as I can before… before you leave.” You were said again but your incoming

He could already feel your embarrassment before you even asked the question. You were struggling…

“Um, please… um please…” you were getting so quiet

“Human, what are you trying to say?”

Just gotta be professional about this.

“I’m honestly curious about your biology. Like we both know Keepers don’t fit into the natural world and just from my observations before you transformed… well I’m honestly struggling to know how you would possibly… well how would you make more of you.”

Oh.

Oh.

This was hilarious.

You could already see Yoongi struggling to contain his laughter at your awkwardness.

“I seriously don't understand why humans are so weird about this subject. You’re making ME feel weird about it.” He shivered.

“As a researcher I can understand your curiosity. Please don’t make this awkward.” You blushed at his words. You were the one being weird about it. Professionalism, it’s all about professionalism. You’re just a curious scientist looking for an answer. Why so awkward? He was right. Just… all it takes is professionalism.

“Ok. Well I’m glad to see you’re not awkward about it. In that case please explain in as much detail as you’ll tell me about Keepers…” ughhh you were faulting. “About how we have sex?” Yoongi finished your sentence for you, he was blunt and seemed to hold no shame at all.

“Yeah, what you said…”

Yoongi rolled his eyes at how you were still being weird about it.

“This honestly will be a bit hard to explain…” He rubbed his fingers along his chin as he thought about it.

“Is it graphic?” You worried accidentally aloud.

He shook his head. “It’s just, uhhhh, you can use your imagination, right human?”

“Yeah…” You answered a bit worriedly. What was he about to say, imagination?

“Alright, good, alright. Ok so your original question about reproduction— I guess first to answer that you would need to know how sex works.”

You got your fingers ready for typing and snuggled under your blanket further, trying to conceal how flushed your face had gotten. You knew he knew, but still…

“I’m sure you can guess that it’s not going to be traditional. Far from it actually so please, I don’t know how well I can possibly explain this in Korean but, please bear with me as I try and help you picture it.”

You felt your heart flutter. Oh gosh.

“Unlike most living creatures, physical intimacy is not how we do things.”

….

“Through the Zale we are able to—“ He stopped for a second trying to find his words. There just really weren't the right words to explain this properly in any human language.

“It’s a spiritual experience. You’re transported somewhere calm and peaceful as you indulge in the pleasure your partner is giving you. It is an experience that is likely hard for you to understand and I struggle with telling. It really is just one of those things that you have to experience to get the full picture.”

You were definitely struggling to fully understand what he was saying.

“Ok ok ok, help me understand… so you said you’re transported?”

“Yes.”

“Ok but where though, is this a place you go to?”

“No— what, it’s more like… you don’t go anywhere. A mental oasis.”

“So you’re still in the same place?”

“Yes human.”

“Alright alright…” You typed away.

“And about the uh, the pleasure wait, so… help me, you said no physical intimacy but… how?”

“The Zale. You’re in this space between and it just allows you to feel everything and anything your partner is feeling multiplied by a billion. It’s overwhelming.” Yoongi was starting to feel funny. Just speaking about this with you made the memories of all the times he found himself getting able to experience it, flooding back. And you were here, you… what is he thinking?

…

“Ok yep it’s still not making any sense at all…” You sighed, eyes trained on his trying to see if you could get it. Maybe your imagination wasn’t as good as you thought it was.

Yoongi groaned and moved closer once again, but this time he was just inches away from your face. “It would be easier to show you…” he whispered. The silence in the room was felt as your face turned warm.

Did he just ask you to—

Suddenly he moved back over and started laughing hard.

“Your face— human your face!” He rolled back as it just got too funny the more he thought. You weren’t laughing however.

“I was joking! Humans don’t do jokes or something?” He whipped his eyes, tears having spilled by now.

You tried your best to join in on the hehe and hahas, but you were still trying to recover from the way your heart just seemed to stop, how close he was, and the fact that for a second you thought he actually wanted to…

Ok….

The thing is you didn’t know exactly why this was so funny to him. Yes your face was hilarious, but he also went through a split second where he wasn’t joking. He intended it to be a joke but the minute he got close and that familiar welcoming scent from you came to him, for just a millisecond he kinda hoped you would say yes. It was bad and hilarious to him all at the same time. What was actually happening to him. FOR A SECOND HE ACTUALLY THOUGHT—

This topic was dangerous and he’s too… broken to be thinking straight right now.

“Anyway, um yes, about your actual question. The Zale will bless a wanting couple with a child.”

You quickly tried to recover. “Ummm please elaborate.” You were confused.

This was another difficult one to help you contextualize without you actually being there to see it.

“That’s kinda the best way I can describe it. A couple will just… um want a child. If the Zale feels they are worthy, an egg will appear—“

“Ok wait, you’re moving too fast. So… a couple just wants a child and… poof?” You stared at him trying to see if he knew how ridiculous that sounded. “They don’t need to do anything but… want?”

“I mean they do have sex, and if the couple wants a child, the Zale will grant them their wish. It’s a ceremonial procedure that involves a ritual of sorts. I’m not quite sure what happens because I’ve never been through the process. But yeah… you just need to want a child.”

You stared at your laptop baffled. “Yoongi Keepers seriously are… wow.” Everything, everything about them made no sense. But as a scientist that pushed you to discover the impossible and solve this mystery. Yoongi could sense this and he couldn’t help the little smile.

“You also mentioned an egg?”

“Yes.”

“Soooo… eggs… That’s how the child will develop?” Honestly out of everything you heard this was the most normal thing he’s said so far.

“Yes.” You nodded slowly.

“I’m curious… since your lifespan is so long, how long is the gestational period? Is it longer?”

“It’s 9 months for you humans, isn’t it?”

You nodded.

“It’s definitely longer then. Average is about 2 and a half years.” You wrote that down with exclamation points. This definitely might be the longest period recorded in history, rivaling that of elephants and blue whales which have always been known to hold that record.

“If I can, I definitely want to come back to this subject but there’s still so much to explore just in this one area. Tell me um…” You were back to being nervous.

Professionalism.

“So I’m curious, do Keepers only have sex to have kids or is it for fun as well?” Your face was warm but your voice was calm this time.

Yoongi giggled a bit, you couldn’t get it past him. “You’re really curious about this, aren’t you?” He teased making that little bit of confidence drain in just a second.

“It’s not that— I, you know I have to re—“ He laughed harder at your stammering.

“I feel like this is a great opportunity to tell you about the moon ruts.” You tried to calm down and get ready for this new information.

“Please explain…”

Yoongi looked around. “Do you have more water? I feel like I have to show you this…” Your eyes opened wide and you hurriedly got back up to refill your glass.

“Tradition is that when peace between tribes is established, a biannual ceremony will be arranged as part of the treaty.” Yoongi grabbed the glass from your hand. He put his hand over the water and pulled back, making the liquid come out of the cup into a ball. You saw with your own eyes as the water changed color as it joined the ball— again, the clear liquid was gone, now a glowing blue. He then put the glass back on the table and then put both hands around the ball of water. He brought his hands out and the ball got bigger, forming a hollow inside.

What in the…

Yoongi leaned back, his hands in his lap now. “In a celebration of peace, Keepers will come up to the surface, the location always being the midway coordinates between tribes.” It was then that little people started swimming up from the bottom of the ball.

Your eyes widened, unable to fathom that was happening to you in real life. Moments like these are always beautiful scenes in movies, or the moments in books where the imagery is so strong you can practically see it right in front of you. But this was reality for you. This was real and no book or movie could have prepared you for the beauty in front of your eyes.

Distracting you from what was happening in the sphere was what was happening around it. 4 points around the sphere glowed harder than the sphere itself.

“What are those?” You pointed to the point closest to you.

“Stationary points. As you probably can assume and have questioned, how can all these Keepers come up to high level waters and no one detect anything.” It was a question that was dancing around your head as you watched the sphere continued to fill with more and more people. Even though you assumed that these locations were far away from any shore line, they were right at the epipelagic zone or more commonly referred to the sunlight zone. They were close enough to the surface where in Yoongi’s little diorama you could see where the water ends and air starts, they were right there. Someone would have to notice an event like these.

“Trainee advisors of the tribes will be randomly drawn to take these positions. We are tasked with keeping a protective barrier around the event so we remain undetected and unseen. Don’t even try and think about looking for any moon rut, you will never find us no matter how hard you look.” You nodded, this would be enough anyway.

“Have you ever had to do that?” You asked.

Yoongi nodded. Oh if only you knew how many times he was one of the unlucky 4. It was tourture really, how we would just stare at the green amps he had to hold while right in front of him people were having the time of their lives. It was one of the reasons why he hasn’t got the opportunity to participate in so long. Anytime he was well enough to go, he would always get picked. He felt lucky that he was ever able to actually participate with how things had gone for him.

“Anyway, skipping ahead a bit…” The events inside the sphere sped up like he hit the fast forward button. “When we first arrive it’s a time of reunion and peace. You meet friends you don’t get to see often, you catch up on events that you haven’t had time to talk about, etc etc… Now that's where the fun starts.” The people that had gathered now formed rings, hand in hand. You tried to lean in and see what they were gathered around. Something was right in the center.

“Like I said it’s a ceremony so, there’s a lot of details that are ritualistic and would take a while to explain the purposes and meaning, but I will talk about the biggest one.” The sphere zoomed into the center to reveal it was another Keeper with what looked like a drum.

“Trainee rulers are tasked with leading the ceremony. At the end they beat that drum and well… see for yourself.” Yoongi motioned to the sphere. You watched as the little person hit the drum, part of you was surprised but a bit relieved knowing this little show couldn’t make any sound. Anything seemed possible so you really didn’t know where the limits were but at least there were some. Water wouldn’t be able to make that sound.

You saw the people who had gathered around the person, their demeanor started to change. From what he has shown you this was relatively calm, nothing that you would flag as weird, but as the figure in the middle continued to hit the drum the keepers seemed to completely change. They became eccentric. The process happened so fast, they looked a lot less like people and more like… animals. Then suddenly, everyone just seemed to be on each other. The rings had been broken, it was just a mass of people out of control.

You watched in horror. You hardly knew what was happening but it was just so rough and intense. When you looked over to Yoongi however, he was the complete opposite of you, he looked into it. It was subtle but the way his eyes were trained on the mass of people, let you know how much he was enjoying this.

Of course he would, this is normal for him, but…

Your eyes went back and things only seemed to have gotten worse. What the actual fuck was happening?!

“Yoongi… what is happening?” You finally asked, just getting more and more confused as time continued to pass.

He finally seemed to snap back when he heard your voice. “Oh right… um this is the moonrut. It lasts until sunrise.”

“What are they doing?”

“Uhhh I don’t know what the word is in Korean… It’s an orgy, uhhhh lots of people having sex together… is there a word for that?”

What…

You just looked at him shocked.

“Human? Hello… I asked a question.”

“So… what you’re saying is that a moonrut is a giant orgy?” Saying it out loud made you realize how obvious it was by the name.

“Ahhh is that what it’s called? Yes, that’s exactly what this is. I can sense you have a lot of questions so let me just explain first something you need context. Keepers tend to pride themselves on the fact that we are so far advanced compared to humans both mentally, physically, and technologically. We consider ourselves even more civilized than the barbaric practices we heard have occurred here. But… Well, the moonruts are meant to be a way for us to embrace that animalistic side that is still very much so present in every animal that lives and breathes. It’s like umm… a way to relax, let go of stress and be what we truly are.”

“The switch was quick…” You pointed out.

“Ahh yes, that’s what the drum is for. It helps channel the energy. It’s really fun, honestly, everyone looks forward to going as soon as they turn of age.” Yoongi thought back to it.

He remembers being in school when it was nearing time for the people in his group were close to becoming of age. It was really the only thing anyone seemed to talk about. Of course with Yoongi having possible responsibilities moonruts to him for a while only meant that coronation day would have happened. But behind the anxiety he still was excited. For most Keepers this was the big event for when you were of age. He remembers when the 2nd moonrut of the year happened and how some of his classmates had their birthdays so they were able to go. It only seemed to become even more of a hot topic. The amount of people who were trying to hook up with others to prepare themselves for the intensity that comes with going to the moonrut. It was a hectiness that even he got to witness as he was preparing for the coronation.

By the time classes had ended everyone in his group had attended except him. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to go, but the minute he was picked to be the next Advisor, lots of training came and he just didn’t have time. It honestly took a while for him to finally attend his first one, with training and work, leaving for a day seemed like too much. Then well, things finally started easing up for him, but he kept getting picked to post at one of the Stationary points. It was honestly the worst experience. Part of him was glad the first time since unlike his peers he didn’t have time to do the whole hook up before you go part, so he thought it would be nice to be able to experience it first before actually partaking. But then, somehow, out of the 12 trainee advisors that were part of the pact, he kept getting picked. It really hit low when Hoseok and Namjoon were able to actually participate before he did.

“What’s it like?” It took you a second to realize how weird that question was. “I mean, this looks really really intense, and I mean, you’re saying it’s fun, I was just wondering if it’s different than how it looks.”

Yoongi didn’t suffer the same type of embarrassment that some humans would get discussing topics revolving around sex. Keepers never had that same history that humans did with it that made it become the taboo subject that it is today. But this question in particular made him a bit red in the face realizing he would have to talk about his experience with moonruts. This has never happened before…. Not the talking part but getting flustered the way he did around you. Maybe you were starting to rub off on him or something….

“I guess probably from your perspective it’s a bit much. Even Keepers who haven’t attended can be overwhelmed, but in the moment....”

Yoongi’s first time being able to go was the 1st moonrut of the year, right after Namjoon went for the first time. The stars seemed to align that day, training was opened up (after a bit of persuasion) and he surprisingly wasn’t picked that time for the stationary point. At that point he had attended but watched on the sidelines a few times and that anxiety of seeing the whole process was gone. He had thought about and imagined what it was like, the excitement of the moment still getting to him as well. Nothing could have prepared him for actually participating.

“It’s… it’s…” His eyes darted over to you who was listening intently. He hated how he pictured you as he thought about this.

“It’s lust like you’ve never experienced before. Then again I don’t exactly know what it’s like to do it the normal way, but it’s just… When you hear the drums beat your whole body comes alive, your thoughts and worries are gone, and it’s like a hunger that can’t be satisfied. Leading up to it, is just… you can hardly wait to get your hands on someone and then when the beat signals for it to start the only thing your body can seem to do is reach for the nearest person next to you and…” The sensation was hard to describe. At this point he was definitely starting to feel a little funny.

It’s just been so long since he’s been touched.

“Sometimes people might coordinate and stand close together on purpose to make sure that sometime throughout the night they end up together. I personally never had the time to do that so I’ve gotten the chance to be with a variety of different people. It’s a lot of fun human. You go back home looking like you've been in a fight, bruises, bite marks everywhere, but everyone is smiling. It’s one of those things that’s definitely hard to understand looking in from the outside, I understand that.”

He really must be broken because the thought came back of having you as a moonrut partner if the world was a little different. He wondered for a second what you would be like. Maybe you’d pull his hair hard like that girl from the Rezone Tribe or maybe leave him marked so everyone could see like that guy from the Isa Tribe. His thoughts were racing and it was making him feel funny. Why was he thinking about you like this?! It made his skin crawl yet at the same time excited him to no end.

This was so wrong, so so so wrong. Yoongi made a quick mental note for later to make sure to log this as a possible result of the attack. This went beyond just the fact he’s been awhile since he’s been able to go, because ALL he could picture was you by his side. How you would feel against him as the beats from the drum controlled you and the pleasure. That had to be it, this was not normal at all.

Yoongi’s face had started getting red again as he battled his confused brain, but you were so into the information he was giving you didn’t notice at all.

You had so many questions with this information he gave you knew there would never be enough time to cover everything. It’s like every answer resulted in ten more questions, it was insane.

That looming feeling returned. Suddenly all your questions were thrown out as only one really mattered at this moment.

“Yoongi…” Your voice cut through the whirlwind he had thrown himself into.

He gripped the pillow he had in his lap a little tighter. “Yes human.”

“When are you leaving?” Your tone was timid and scared. What if he said tomorrow?

It was obvious the question shocked him.

“I’m just wondering… You keep telling me all this cool stuff and it just makes me more curious to learn about you and the Keepers. But…” It hurt you to say the next words. “I don’t think we should keep going if you’re leaving tomorrow or something, you’ll just leave me with more questions unanswered. We have hardly covered all the topics I wanna discuss with you, but… I just need to know is it even worth it to keep going.” You were sad, not ready for the answer at all.

The change in mood was so sudden. It was a saving grace in the sense that it saved him from his mind, but the question and answer were difficult.

There were so many things that came to him as he thought about it. His friends and parents were waiting for him back at the tribe, he missed home, he had a lot of responsibilities that he needed to attend to. If this was a normal situation, not like any of this situation is normal, but he would have been home. But well… What exactly happened to him, why was he terrified of the ocean? He has also started field research on you and the humans, and you. You especially… for some reason he didn’t wanna leave yet.

Maybe he felt indebted to you? As much as Yoongi tried to talk about the fact he would have been fine if you hadn't found and helped him, the thing is… He was in no condition to fend for himself against the elements, plus he could hardly move when he woke up. The question if he would have been fine without you is one that’s not as obvious as he tried to say it was. You could have possibly saved his life, you had been nothing but nice to him over these last few weeks. He was grateful even though he would never tell you that. The fact you were also so into him and his culture made him feel so proud, he loved how fascinated you would get anytime when you found out something new.

He needed to get back, had to get back eventually… but what was the rush? He was likely never going to get an opportunity like this again. Maybe he could enjoy himself a little longer… just a bit.

It was at this moment he made a pact to himself. The minute he figured out what these nightmares and weird feelings he got that made him absolutely terrified to go back to the water that he’s called home all his life… the minute he can figure this out… or get over it, he’d go back home.

In the meantime he can learn a little more about you and why you were making him feel this way.

Yoongi looked back over to you. “Teach me to walk.” He said flatly.

You looked at him confused by the sudden request. “I’m sorry what?”

“Teach me to walk, I wanna know how to do it.” Yoongi scooted to the edge of the couch to let you know he meant now.

It took a minute for your mind to connect the pieces. You couldn’t hide the giddiness. “Does that mean…”

“There are too many things I need to figure out before I leave and my field study hasn’t concluded yet. I think I still have enough time to stay longer for your questions to continue. Teach me to walk though because… this will get annoying after a while.” He chuckled lightly.

He could feel the happiness radiating off of you. It made his heart all fluttery. Were you really this happy?

You happily stood up and held out your hands. “Alright, it’s a deal then~” You helped him to his feet.

By now the sun had begun to move back down towards the horizon. The sky was now a fiery orange and it shone in through the windows. The time you had been hoping to get as many questions in was now switched to full gear on teaching Yoongi how to use his legs.

If this moment taught you anything, it was that he was determined… and an extremely fast learner too. You spent the next few hours helping him walk across the floor of your house, even making a couple trips up and down the stairs. You saw first hand the transformation happen before your eyes. He was shakey at first, but with your encouraging words and a shoulder to lean on if he ever needed it, the quickness that he seemed to improve definitely wasn’t ordinary.

Based off your hypothesis.Yoongi in particular or maybe all Keepers were great at observing. He paid close attention to the way you walked, even back to the chopsticks, he just watched and was able to replicate relatively quickly. Honestly, your guess is that it was less about him learning to walk and more so him building up the leg strength in order to carry himself properly. Then again though, he did have some type of abilities you didn’t quite understand, so that also could have something to do with it.

It went from shakey steps, to him slowly walking behind you (being a safe distance away), to him being able to carry himself across the room.

It was fast considering the task at hand, but you worked on this for hours. The sun had completely set at some point. The time seemed to fly though. You laughed and joked as you walked around the house— a chemistry indescribable in the air. It was the first time that you felt like Yoongi really might not secretly hate you. You just felt like two friends hanging out.

Despite your different worlds it seems like there is a lot more common ground then you originally thought. Similar life experiences, emotions, and feelings all were a universal topic as you chatted. The first true sparks of friendship were in the air.

A moment in particular that continued to linger in your mind was when he nearly tripped. At this point he had been walking ok on his own, but the living room rug did what rugs do and had him stumbling over his own feet. He was relatively steady, but the sudden trip up was too much for him, still getting used to moving around on legs. Luckily you were close by to catch him but well…

He was so close.

He had his head on your shoulder and your arms were wrapped around his torso. In a haste you didn’t think about it too much until the moment seemed to continue, the shock from the event began to wear away. It was like you were giving him a nice hug.

He was warm… a lot different to what he felt like in his previous form. He had also grabbed onto you so he could help him steady himself. This was the closest you had ever really gotten to him.

It was funny because it really lasted a second before he was trying to find his footing again, making you realize an occurrence like this likely didn’t phase him. From what you had learned earlier, closeness wasn’t something you should dwell on too much. This was probably nothing in his eyes.

You tried to treat it as such, you quickly helped him to his feet and laughed at the moment as did he. You really tried, but your mind kept replaying it over and over again. You thought about how nice his embrace felt and how much you wanted to feel it again.

You didn’t know why this was getting to you, but maybe the fact that you knew now he was going to stay for a little while made you a little excited. Something had changed.

You and Yoongi worked hard on getting him to be able to walk for the rest of the day. By the time dinner rolled around, he could walk pretty comfortably on his own. He was a bit shaky sometimes and running you both had yet to test, but you at least didn’t need to worry as much as you used to.

You went to your fridge ready to start dinner when you realized once again you had yet to go to the store to get actual ingredients to make anything or even just a microwave meal… It was fish and water just like before.

You sighed. “Hey Yoongi… so I forgot to get food. Might just go out and get something, I could cook your fish when I get back.” You turned to him who was leaning on the counter behind you.

“I want what you’re having, human.” You were a bit surprised.

“You sure your appetite didn’t change?” You teased as you closed the fridge.

“It’s just curiosity, I thought you would understand…” He pouted. Too cute…

“I do, I—” You stopped when an idea popped into your head.

“Yoongi, would you like to ride with me? I just realized you haven’t really left the area around the house. Might be fun to do a quick trip out~” You suggested.

You watched the gears turn in his head. “It’ll be quick I promise~ Plus, we can go pick something out together!”

You moved a little closer and grabbed his hand, lightly pulling him toward the front door.

“Fine, research might be good anyway.” He sighed. Honestly he really was a bit curious about what it was like past the walls of your house. Yoongi had swam past it sometimes before he transformed, but your house was quite isolated. The only thing he saw were trees and an empty beach in the range he swam.

You had told him about some of the things that happened to you whenever you would leave the house but it was always hard to picture since he really didn’t have too many points of reference. Your house was the only “human” thing he’s seen in person.

The only reason he was hesitant to leave was because well… you were an ok human but what about the rest? Blending into the crowd is something Keepers train for since they are young but when actually faced with the task, it was a bit worrisome, especially since he’s learned so much in the time he’s been up here that was never covered in any of his classes. The worry that he wasn’t ready or something would happen that would make him stand out and then…

You happily gave him one of the jackets your dad left behind, the cool sea breeze now making the air chilly. He wasn’t wearing any shoes but, you didn’t think too much about it since you didn’t have any plans of him getting out of the car.

You then guided him outside to your car.

“What is this human?” He questioned as he walked around the vehicle.

“My car— or not really mine, it’s a rental but you get the point.” You looked at him, expecting a snarky remark about how primitive the technology was but instead he seemed almost fascinated as he ran his hand across the hood.

“What’s transportation like where you come from?”

He looked back at you when he heard your voice.

“Nonexistent.” He chuckled, shocking you.

“Wait you mean to tell me your people that are sooo advanced as you like to put it, don’t have any forms of transportation?!”

He nodded. “I guess when you say it like that it’s hard to believe.”

“But… why? I mean, just from what you told me, Keepers are definitely capable. The ocean is huge so I don’t know why I assumed that would be something you processed. Do you know why?”

“There are multiple reasons but most involve the sense that being in the water, the perks that you experience don’t really do the same down there. Also transportation risks secrets possibly getting out, and well I guess it’s pride and tradition. Lots of ours involve commuting, having a machine do that for you isn’t the same.”

He gave you the answer but it still didn’t make any sense— or well it did, but just thinking about it made you tired.

“Huh, guess I can show you something new after all.” The feeling was new. Anything ‘new’ you ever really tried to show him was always laughed at and deemed primitive. For once you have the upper hand.

You happily went over to the passenger side and opened the door for him. “Your ride sir~”

Yoongi looked at you funny but still got in. You bounced over to the drivers side and got in.

You watched as he examined the vehicle a little more, an adorable sense of wonder in his expressions.

“Alright, buckle up! It takes a little while to get into town but just sit back and enjoy the ride. Luckily for you, you have an amazing driver behind the wheel and Jeju is beautiful at this time of night.” You smiled at him before you were backing up and on your way.

You were right. Yoongi for a while kept his attention out the window. At first it was just fauna but the closer you got to town, the bright neon lights, the night life all were marvels.

Yoongi has seen video and pictures of what the surface was like long before he came here, but just experiencing you and seeing everything for himself made him realize once again, the heavy bias in what they would teach. Humans were meant to be bad, you even yourself said that you were indifferent about the statement.

He hasn’t even spoken with anyone else but you, but he was starting to feel even more funny about continuing to believe that, like there can’t be exceptions. You. You were an exception…

Yoongi just watched as you continued to drive. It really was nothing like what he’d been taught.

You eventually stopped the car. You turned toward him.

“Alright, I’m getting jjajamyeon and I know this amazing place. You sure you still want the same thing as me?” You questioned as you grabbed your little backpack.

Yoongi nodded.

“Will you be alright waiting here for me?”

He nodded again.

“I’ll be back soon, the place is just right there.” You pointed to the little stand right across from where you parked the car. “You should be able to see me~” And with that you were shutting the door and getting in line.

It was just him now. He watched you for a little while before turning his attention to the car again.

He took out his system ready to take some notes about the structure. He was never really the type of person who was that into the engineering aspects of machinery, Jimin would always be the one to take that lead, but from what he observed the technology should be simple enough to understand.

Yoongi could feel the presence of some of the components but he was honestly interested in taking this apart and figuring out all the aspects of what makes this work.

But well, while he was distracting himself, it didn’t stop the fear. Being alone was something he did many times. If anything, he thinks he may thrive that way, but ever since… Well ever since the dreams and the feelings started happening, being alone became a little bit of a fear. You were always there to distract him, but you were gone and it allowed his mind to wander.

What if something happened? No… stop, don’t think about that.

Wandering was hard and his imagination was too vivid. His job required it to be. But he just wanted to turn it off for one second.

The pain… the arms… the pain… the pain…. the pain.

It was coming for him. Stop.

Yoongi again tried to turn his attention toward figuring out the components of the car and their purpose, but just imagining the pain.

This wasn’t working.

He anxiously looked up to you, who was chatting with the stand owner. It looked like you knew each other. Yoongi smiled as he watched you laugh with the lady.

Right. Focus on you. He didn’t feel so alone that way.

You. Right, he knew how to do this. He got busy on starting an independent study on you. You made him so curious, it was worth separating his notes slightly. That’s what he told himself at least.

Eventually you came back over but with the lady from the stand. Your hand carried a bag as you both chatted and smiled your way over. When Yoongi noticed he felt his anxiety surge.

You opened the door with your free hand, your laughter becoming prominent.

He saw the lady from the stand’s face change when she saw him.

“Now who is this young man?”

You smiled. “Uhh a friend of mine, we’re on vacation together.” Was this a lie?

“A friend?” She gave you a funny look and you already knew what she was thinking. You both just laughed, you being clearly flustered by her assumption.

You opened the back door and she put the bag she was carrying in the back.

“Anyway, nice to see you Y/N, hope to see you soon! You and your friend have a good time alright~” You hugged her real quick before she ran back to her stand.

You got back in the car with a sigh, relief knowing that dinner had been gotten. Your attention turned back to Yoongi who was looking a little strange.

“You alright?” You questioned, worry immediately consuming you.

“Yeah… just, let’s go back ok.”

As much as you wanted to push further, from the past few weeks you’ve known him, you knew he wasn’t going to tell you anything.

You started the car and began your way home. It was hardly 2 minutes into the ride when you felt him grab your free hand and intertwine his fingers with yours.

You panicked again, but he never once looked at you but kept his hand in yours.

You were worried but your face was warm. You wondered if this was another one of those things you shouldn’t really look into too much, but the moment felt so intimate. His hand in yours as you drove through Jeju. You heart skipped a beat just thinking about it, but again, you were worried about what exactly caused this odd display of affection.

Is he ok?

By the time you got home things hadn’t really improved at all. He was still distant and not really talking to you. He tried to pretend though which was even more concerning. As you started taking the jjajamyeon he tried to make small talk but even when he laughed you could tell there was something behind this mask he was trying to create.

You were REALLY worried. But again, you knew he wouldn’t tell you unless he was ready. Hopefully he will tell you tomorrow.

Dinner was nice though overall, he seemed to enjoy the dish you gave him and you both chatted lightly over the meal.

It was now time for bed. You guided him up the stairs, still a little worried he might fall despite all the progress he made today.

You went to his room and started getting the bed ready while he watched.

“What are you doing human?” He finally asked.

“Just tryna make the bed a little more comfortable. Wanna make sure you sleep well tonight.” Maybe whatever was troubling would go away after a good night of sleep.

You were busy and didn’t see the way he smiled at this.

“Alright! Hop in~” You ushered over to where you had pulled back the covers.

He took a seat on the bed.

“You don’t have to go to bed now if you don’t want to. I would stay up a little longer, but I’m a bit sleepy after all we did today. Just turn off the lights when you’re ready, I’ll be close by if you need anything~” You turned around and were headed toward the door when a mysterious force pulled you back so you were right in front of him, just like this morning.

You looked down, extremely confused. “Where are you going?” He reached up and lightly grabbed your hand.

Dun dun.

“Um… just to my room, it’s the door right beside this one.” Your heart was pounding in your chest but you tried not to let it show. You were oddly suspicious that he knew though.

“You’re not staying?” He questioned, making you a little confused.

“Why would I stay?”

You noticed the little pout on his features. Oh what was happening…

“Because I’m a—” It was at this moment he realized exactly where he was.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware humans didn’t practice this as well.” Now you were curious.

“Practice what?”

Yoongi sighed. “People usually sleep together to keep each other warm, for the same reason as before. Sorry I didn’t know…” He was embarrassed, a faint blush on his cheeks.

You smiled and made a mental note to write that down later. “It’s alright, it was cute~” You brought your hand up to ruffle his hair. By now the bun you had put it in earlier had come down, his bangs now cascading down his face again.

You have no idea what came over you to say or do what you did, but your smile got bigger when he seemingly melted in your hand.

“Alright, night Yoongi~” You tore yourself away from his grasp and made your way out the door, softly closing it behind you.

It was at that moment he regretted not trying to convince you to stay with him. That feeling of being alone returning all too quickly.

Part of him considered heading to your room later, but the fact you didn’t seem interested in staying with him, told him you probably wouldn’t like that too much. Or would you? Yoongi was usually good at reading people, he remembers hearing how your heart seemed to speed up the minute he made the suggestion.

Oh gosh, please don’t tell him you were scared by the thought?!

Yoongi sighed realizing he shouldn’t care how you reacted or even thought about his proposal. It happened, it was embarrassing. The end.

He tried to get himself situated under the covers. It was so warm, warmer than any pod provided. It was nice. He turned toward the empty side of the bed.

He really regretted not asking you to stay. The bed was too big for just him and just imagining how much warmer he’d feel with you by his side. Yoongi felt a warmth spread all over at the thought.

You were so warm. This bed, the covers, and you right next to him.

…

You. What was happening to him? Ever since he’s turned human, he can’t seem to escape the passing thoughts and curiosities about you.

He sighed once more and picked up his system that was sitting on the nightstand.

He was tired, but his thoughts kept the sleepiness from taking ahold of him. Instead he opened up his notes he started earlier and started writing everything down. You, you, you, why couldn’t he stop thinking about you?!

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The following morning was interesting to say the least.

You woke up to greet Yoongi like you always did. You were a bit surprised to find Yoongi was still fast asleep, but it did offer you a great opportunity. It was cute. You found he still retained some of his habits before he transformed. He had wrapped himself in the covers and had curled into the blankets. You had to stop yourself from taking a picture.

As you were eating breakfast later, Yoongi mentioned he wanted to switch back eventually, which was fine. You hadn’t thought too much about it until he said he wanted to try out the pool outside.

This led to a conversation about why he was so hesitant to go back to the ocean that didn’t really go anywhere. He wasn’t telling you something and that worried you, but it was just one of those things he wasn’t going to answer.

Then you moved onto the issue of the fact that your pool wasn’t salt water, something you automatically assumed would cause some type of issue. Yoongi also confirmed that it would be an issue.

Now you found yourself standing at the end of the pool, Yoongi by your side, as you were trying to figure out a way to fix this issue.

“Yoongi I’m sorry but I don’t know how I would do this. I would need to drain the entire pool and then go back and forth with buckets from the ocean. Nothing about that sounds like a good idea.” You looked at him worried.

“Can we try my idea then?” You had been hesitant to hear him out. At the end of the day this was your parents’ summer house and the last thing you needed was for them to hear you did something to the pool while they were away.

“What’s your idea?” You finally gave in.

“Did you still need this water?” He questioned, pointing down at the pool.

“Please, my parents would kill me if we drained the pool…” You panicked.

He nodded. “I swear, I always thought if I were to tell a human about my abilities they would take advantage of them. You human, don’t use me enough.”

Yoongi bent down to grab his knife, already having had a feeling he would need it.

You watched intently as he stretched out one arm and used the other, with the knife facing downward, and began to draw a rectangle.

The pool water began to glow that beautiful blue that you saw earlier around the edge as he traced. Woah…

When he got around the entirety of the pool he switched the hand he was holding the knife with, brought it down and slowly began lifting it back up. With it, a perfect rectangular prism that was the pool water lifted up.

Your mouth was wide open as the water lifted higher and higher, it now floating high above your head. It was beautiful.

Questions, questions, so many questions.

“Is it the knife?” You blurted out, for some reason, that being the question that kept popping into your head. He’s had it with him since he came, even though you were sure it was a lot longer at some point…? Though, yesterday he didn’t have it with him when he made the diorama and ice rose.

“No. It’s just me and the Zale. The knife stops me from going overboard with bigger things like this. I figured you wouldn’t appreciate it if your pool ended up in space accidentally.”

He chuckled lightly at the look of shock on your face.

You took more notice of the knife now. The hilt was a dark blue with inscribings all over it. Jewels decorated the guard, which seemed to glow. The blade was a shiny silver, you weren’t exactly sure about the shape of it, not being that knowledgeable in weaponry, but it came to a fine tip and was relatively thin. It was a beautifully crafted weapon.

“Is there a place to keep this?” He asked after the water made it up to a substantial height. You looked around the patio.

“Uhhh would over there work?” You led him toward the stairs down to the beach. The area beside it was nothing, the house blocked it from any passerbyers (though there weren’t many), and the trees that lined the stairs made it less visible to anyone on this side.

He nodded, seeing the space you meant.

“Alright…” He pointed the knife in the direction of the space you pointed out and the prism slowly floated over in that direction.

“Yoongi, you’re so cool,” you admitted, the confession coming out accidentally.

You didn’t miss the little smile on his face.

But his expression changed quickly as he used his free hand to make a sliding motion with his finger, making something come up from the ocean and fly into the prism. It happened so fast.

The look of concentration on his face as the water seemed to battle with whatever was inside. It was hot, a shameless confession seeing the way his features seemed to change completely, the soft dollish-like appearance into one so focused and determined. It was hot.

The battle was fast though before he snapped his fingers and ice shot out directly from the center, quickly encapsulating the water inside.

Yoongi lowered his knife, the ice also binding to the ground.

As things settled down, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding. It wasn’t the task that was difficult, this was very easy, ridiculously easy. This normally wouldn’t have taken so long, but true to his abilities, he could feel your eyes. He could feel how he seemed to excite you as he worked, it made focusing incredibly difficult for a reason he didn’t quite understand.

“Am I now?” He finally responded with a smile.

Your mouth couldn’t seem to close at how impressed you were.

“Very, very cool.” So many adjectives and that was the least fitting. This was impressive beyond any word your brain could come up with.

You turned back to your now empty pool. “What now though?”

The process was repeated once again. Yoongi moved so he was standing at the edge of the patio, overlooking the ocean. Another prism came over the railing, and settled into the pool.

You were surprised when Yoongi’s hands were down, seemingly done, but the water’s color was clearly not that of the ocean. It was bright and incredibly clear, it looked as if it came from an island instead of the water from down below.

“There, think that solved the problem!” He beamed when he noticed how proud you looked.

You went closer to the pool, bent over, and dipped your hand in. The water made you smile. It was no different than anything else, maybe it was just your mind playing tricks on you after you saw what it went through, but it was just this feeling that it gave you. It was indescribable.

“Did you wanna get in?” He asked, sitting next to you and dipping his feet in the water.

“Kinda in the mood to go back for a bit.” He added.

This prompted you to run back inside, grab your ipad and record the process.

He explained that he had a little time to make the process quicker (whatever that meant) and so instead of the 2 hours you sat before, he was back in his fins in 45 minutes. It was kinda incredible. Later when you cross referenced your notes from the first transformation you learned that the process was EXACTLY the opposite of what happened before. It was like you were watching it in reverse.

While you were waiting with Yoongi you guys did a bit of chatting, he gave you a bit more information about the transformation.

Time Limit?: You wondered and was honestly a bit concerned that there was some sort of time limit to how long Yoongi could stay on land. Your worries were relieved when he answered no, but he did also provide you with additional information you had yet to consider.

What Came First?: Yoongi explained to you that in all technicality, he was a human playing the part of a fish person(?). Keepers were humans before anything. They just possess this mysterious connection with the figure they call the Zale, which allows them to mutate into something else. That was the reasoning he used for the lack of binding contract that came with the ocean.

Before you knew it he was back in the water. You smiled as you watched him get used to it. Luckily for him in this situation, your pool was pretty big and deep. Anytime your parents weren’t playing with you down at the little beach because the tide was likely coming up a little too high, you were up here on the patio in your pool. It was here you learned how to swim. You remember they told you how they invested a lot of money into the pool because of you-- how they wanted it to be a place you loved no matter how old you were.

The pool nearly took up the entirety of the patio, leaving a little room for chairs to sit along the side. It was deeper than what you typically would find in a backyard pool. It started at 3 feet and toward the far end went up to 10.

You were grateful to your parents, he didn’t look too cramped like you feared.

You watched as he swam around a bit before he was coming back to your side.

“You should get in with me.” He looked up at you so cute. It was almost like he was pleading.

“I wouldn’t get in the way?” Yoongi shook his head.

“Join me.” He was trying to be nonchalant about wanting you in with him, but he was really hoping you’d say yes.

“Alright then~” You got up and quickly brought your shirt over your head. Ever since Yoongi first came you got into the habit of wearing a bathing suit under your clothes, prepared for any moment with your fishy friend. You normally would just get in, but this wasn’t a shirt you were interested in getting wet, so it was just a bikini top and swim shorts for you.

Yoongi was watching in the water as this went down. He was a little shocked the minute you removed your shirt. Skin was never really a big deal for him… Nobody wears clothes where he comes from. But seeing you exposed like this for the first time made him feel a little funny.

You didn’t notice his stares and came around to the stairs of the pool. You got in, squealing as the cold water came up to your thighs.

Yoongi swam over to you and watched as you made your way in.

Your smile was big when it made it up to your chest.

“Is that how humans swim?” He questioned.

You laughed. “No, I was just walking.”

There was a bit of a pause. “Do you know how to swim then?”

“Of course I do… hold up.” With that you picked yourself up and started swimming to the other side. Not to brag, but you consider yourself a pretty good swimmer. You were doing it ever since you were young thanks to your parents, but you were also part of a competing swim club in middle and high school. If you go to your parents house in Busan, back in your room, you even have medals to show for it.

That’s why you didn’t think too much when you started making your way to the other side. But the minute you did and you saw Yoongi struggling not to laugh you realized you could not compete with someone who’s lived 122 years in the ocean.

Yoongi was right next to you faster than you could and that’s when the torment started.

He could barely talk, trying to tell you how ridiculous you looked. Normally you would be offended but again, coming from someone who lives in the ocean, you can only assume if the positions were switched you would be doing the same thing.

After a while though it did get kinda annoying, so you did what you must.

SPLASH

It took a minute for Yoongi to realize what you did. He was confused as the water dripped from his hair.

He turned to see you smiling.

Many thoughts about how to proceed. His heart was warm and many of those thoughts he couldn’t even believe had even come to mind. He settled with the simplest.

He splashed you back.

This basically started a war, or well a very uneven war. You tried your best to get him but for someone with water abilities and who can breathe underwater, it made doing any actual damage very difficult. You, however, were soaked. Just wave after wave.

“Wait time out, time out.” You finally called. Yoongi swam back over, a bit worried when he saw you rubbing your face.

“This isn’t fair, how am I supposed to win?” You pouted. He finally breathed when he realized you weren’t hurt.

“You started it…” He trailed when he noticed you were coming closer.

You brought your hand up to his cheek, that same pouty expression on your face.

Dun dun.

What were you doing?

A moment passed as he stared into your eyes wondering what you were doing. His mind was racing, his body almost crying out to do the thing that he has been trying not to think about. You were so close. He thought you were, he really thought you were about to do it when…

SPLASH

Your other hand was used to create a wave. Nothing compared to the damage he did, but it was enough to have you laughing and cheering when you noticed the look of shock.

“I won, I won, I won!” You cheered. You know you didn’t. If water fights had scores, yours would be barely over 5 while Yoongi’s would be in the hundreds, but it was that look that made it feel like you did. You really didn’t think too much of the interaction, you just assumed that gestures like these wouldn’t be a big deal like he claimed so many of the others weren’t. You were just hoping to shock him enough to execute your plan.

What you didn’t know was how wrong you were in the fact that it was a big deal and just how badly it got to Yoongi. He was thinking the opposite in the fact it was just a difference in culture between you two, but things like this were usually taken in a different way.

He really thought you were gonna… how badly he had wanted you to lean in further. How he continued to feel that was even after you gave him a face full of water.

He thought about it. Going up to you and kissing you like he had resisted the entire day.

What was wrong with him? This wasn’t right at all. He had hated you a few weeks ago and now he was going against everything he’s been taught, even going as far to want to… No. He had to get to the bottom of this.

For now though he just relished in the way you laughed and cheered. You looked so happy.

He really liked seeing you happy.

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The next few days were relatively uneventful. You both would talk pretty much most of the day, continue watching stranger things, rinse and repeat. It was nice in the sense that somehow these days started to establish some sort of routine.

Yoongi felt right being here. No longer was this worry about his intentions, or even the fact he could be leaving soon. He was here and you got used to it.

You would have never pictured this is where you’d be in your time to yourself. Even though it was kinda nice having the house to yourself, you figured it was going to bore you out of your mind after a few days. On your way here you kept counting the days until Seokjin and Jungkook were meant to be coming. But Yoongi turned the whole thing around in the best way possible. You really liked having him here.

Yoongi though has been doing some investigating anytime you weren’t doing something together, he was trying to figure out what was happening with him, because it only seemed like the problem was worsening...

HYPOTHESIS:

The attack and whatever happened to me in the unaccounted month had an additional effect—> causing unexplainable feelings for the human.

EVIDENCE:

A fews weeks ago I had my knife to her throat. Now I’m getting weird urges to pull her close. While my feelings for the human are docile, I do not feel the way my body is pulling me toward.

There’s some sort of attraction going on. It’s an unexplainable pull, a need to be close. At first I just believed it to be my habits from my life, but I’ve definitely crossed boundaries in my standards. It feels uncontrollable, I push myself away but I always find myself at her side.

Weird urges to bring her to the moon ruts.

My feelings for humans have never been romanticized.

Feelings are all mainly physical—> lacks proper backing. Described more as a weird craving than a desired taste.

None of this is making sense.

COUNTER:

She did “save” my life. Might be a possible byproduct of the act.

The feelings have no correlation to my attack or what she did. These are completely natural.

He tried not to think about this too much. Even if this was an effect he would eventually be leaving, solving this issue. It’s simple. If his counter arguments were true (he highly doubted it for some reason), that poses a bigger issue. No matter what he tried to push the topic back and focus more so on getting things done.

It was mid afternoon one day and you had come upstairs to grab something. Yoongi was up here as well, having excused himself earlier to work on something. You were curious but let him go. You really had no plans on questioning when you were about to head downstairs. The angle let you see into the room a bit as he had the door cracked open. The room was dark but a faint blue glow came from the door.

You were curious so you pushed the door open a little and… well you definitely weren’t prepared for what you saw.

Yoongi was right in the center of the bed, crisscrossed, hovering. His eyes were closed and he seemed to be chanting something silently as he moved his hands in his lap. The blue glow had been coming from the orbs that floated around him.

Overwhelmed by the scene in front of you, you squealed, making whatever focus Yoongi had fly out the door. He ended up falling back down on the bed and the orbs (they were made of water) came crashing down.

You obviously startled him.

“Human what the—” he stared at you peeking in through the door.

You quickly ran to the bathroom to grab some towels to clean up all the water.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry…” You were frantically apologizing.

Yoongi flopped back on the bed and sighed, seemingly not caring the bed was drenched.

“I was so close too…” He sighed, running his hands through his hair.

“Close to what??” You looked toward him.

He just looked at you for a second before laying back down.

“I was working, like I told you I was.”

“Working… on….” This was not the time to really be asking questions, but well, after what you saw you were looking for some answers.

“Well if you must know…” Yoongi sat up once again. “I do have responsibilities that I am forgoing by staying here. I was already gone for so long, so I thought it’d be good to do as much as I can from here till I leave.” You nodded understanding his reasoning.

“What were you doing though?”

Yoongi thought for a moment on how to explain this. “I was building.”

…

He could already feel the slew of questions coming.

Before you could even say anything he interrupted. “I know you’re going to ask ‘what’ human and I will already tell you I can’t explain it or the process really. I can say that I’m working on efficiency, improvisation, and innovation, for some of my abilities. Again the what and the how I can’t tell you.” He hoped that cleared up a majority of what you were about to throw at him.

“Wait so you can work on your abilities?”

He nodded. “It’s my legacy, what I will pass along to my kids one day. For now though I’m more so preparing for when I take over.”

You hummed, for some reason the answer making you smile.

“I can see why you guys want to keep this all a secret.” You randomly said out loud.

Yoongi looked at you.

“I already feel like I haven’t seen half of what you can do and just from what I did, power like that…” You were worried. You never really knew what you were going to do with all the notes you collected from Yoongi’s stay. If you published the study it would certainly land you a level of recognition even higher than your parents. The whole world would know your name.

But you knew the reaction from the public might be mixed, not even going into what the government would do. You could already see people trying to search to find the tribes. You can’t even imagine what would happen if they did. Yoongi’s power and the other Keepers…

It was in this moment that you decided that this study was never to see the eyes of anyone but yourself. This was going to become just a way to look back and remember the time you spent with him. You wanted to remember every detail.

Yoongi noticed your daydreaming. He was curious what was on your mind, feeling the indifferent energy coming from you.

You didn’t give him long to wonder because you were standing back up in a second. “Alright ummm, I guess I should work on getting these sheets dried.” You sighed.

“No need, I need this water anyway.” And with that Yoongi placed his hands on the bed and started to lift up, with his hands came all the water in little droplets. He did some motions before they turned back into the orbs that surrounded him when you walked in.

Your eyes were wide as they began to float around the room.

Yoongi’s eyes were on you as he watched your eyes sparkle with amazement and wonder. The blue glow from the orbs highlighted your features and he felt his heart skip a beat when you laughed as you reached out to touch one of them.

At this point he really couldn’t tell if this was part of the effect or his own heart playing him like this. This felt different. The difference scared him.

“I’m sure you still have a bunch of questions. I don’t have too much time, but I will answer what I can.” He said suddenly, needing to distract himself from the way his heart was beating out of his chest.

You looked at him and smiled. “I should leave.”

Yoongi was shocked and he couldn’t ignore the way his heart dropped when you said that. “You didn’t have more questions?”

“I do but I feel like I’m imposing. I don’t want to get in your way.” You had to practically tear yourself from the orbs and head to the door.

“I’ll see you at dinner later, alright?” Before Yoongi could answer you shut the door behind you, leaving him alone in the dark room.

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You were humming along to your favorite song as you were doing your nightly routine. It wasn’t much, but just a face mask you decided to do on a whim.

After you managed to get it on you went out to your room to sit on your bed. The view from here was mesmerizing. The moon reflected off the water and the night sky and sea seemed to stretch for miles. What made today particularly beautiful was the storm clouds up above. From here you could see the raging storm clouds as they were getting closer.

You and Yoongi had been trapped inside all morning thanks to the rain. It cleared up this afternoon, but like the weather had predicted, a storm was coming in now that the sun had set.

You honestly enjoyed storms like this for some reason. Maybe it was the fact that it always reminded you of the summers you used to spend here with your family. Whatever it may be, you smiled at the view.

You stayed there for a few more minutes before you went back to the bathroom to finish your routine. You were in the bed before you knew it. You smiled, the storm outside continuing to rage away, while you were in the coziness of your own bed.

Perfect.

Lights were off, you were ready for bed, peace.

You listened to the storm outside, the waves crashing in, it was so soothing. A little paradise. Living out here was so nice. The summer house was private, no neighbors anywhere. When you were a kid you liked to pretend you lived on a private island, that it was just you, your parents, and the open ocean.

Sleep was coming to you quickly, but it was always the moments when you were the coziest that would always get interrupted.

Scaring you half to death came Yoongi crashing in your room and quickly hopping on your bed. You hardly had any time to react before he was burying his head under your covers.

“Yoongi?! What the actual fuck??” You have to admit you were a bit harsh, but you were sleepy.

He didn’t say anything.

You waited some time before you decided to do anything, just waiting for this to be some sort of prank. Yoongi was never the pranking type, but you figured that’s what was happening tonight. But nope, no punch line, no “gotcha” moment.

You reached out your hand to pat him slightly. It’s when you realized the fact that he was shaking. Shaking hard. Your mind immediately went to the worse.

“What’s wrong, did something happen?” You asked, panicked. It had to be bad, Mr. Stoic, shaking?? No that doesn’t happen.

He didn’t answer again and that’s when you realized he wasn’t going to talk for some time. Instead you just rested your hand on his back and rubbed it gently. Whatever happened clearly startled him. You’ve seen and experienced many things during these last few weeks. Nothing has affected him like this.

Your eyes were starting to tear up for some stupid reason. You were scared, you were terrified.

“Yoongi please talk to me…” You pleaded gently. You didn’t want to poke and prod, but your mind was running a million miles an hour.

It was finally then that Yoongi poked his head from under the covers. Your heart skipped a beat seeing how terrified he looked.

“What is it?! Please!”

Yoongi’s gaze looked toward your window. “The sky… why is it so loud?!”

…

Your face fell in an instant. This boy seriously was about to give you a heart attack over some thunder. Instead of getting upset you put yourself in his shoes. He had told you that he lives far down underwater— he might not hear the storms that come overhead. This might be a completely new and terrifying experience. The best you do for him right now

You quickly wiped your eyes and put on a comforting smile. “Have you not heard thunder before?”

The sky rumbled again and you watched first hand the fear in his eyes as he saw the lightning flash before the loud boom right after. This really was a big deal to him.

“It’s not that… it’s just… I never knew how loud it could get…” The projection of the surface level water did not come with sound. They would be able to see the rain, but for a multitude of reasons, sound wasn’t included. Anytime Yoongi ever came up for moonruts, storms never seemed to happen. It could just be a terrible coincidence or the Zale planned for it that way, but he never knew just how loud it was.

You resisted the urge to laugh and instead worked on soothing him. No matter how adorable you found this, you hated seeing him shaken up.

Yoongi melted at your touch. It reminded him of when he first woke up. So soft, so warm. And smelled so nice, comfort, a warm hug. It’s what possessed him to take the big leap.

Your eyes widened when you suddenly felt two arms wrapped around you. What was happening?

Yoongi didn’t even think before he was pulling you in tighter. It felt so right, so good. His mind was on autopilot at this point.

“Can I stay with you?” It shocked him as well when it came out of his mouth. What was he doing? What was he saying?

“You wanna stay with me?”

Yoongi nodded. “Don’t wanna be alone right now if that’s ok with you…” He didn’t want you to know how desperate he was for you to say yes.

Your arms wrapped him. “Would that make you feel better?”

“Yes.”

You were also on autopilot. “Alright, if that helps then you can stay.” It was the fact that you agreed is what finally made the realization dawn upon him. You said yes, he was going to be in the same bed with you.

He released you and it was then that he was able to see you properly. The moonlight was coming in through the windows, hitting your back, dulling your features. The lighting was so intimate…. He felt his cheeks light up. He would never get flustered about things like this.

Yoongi hurriedly scooted away so there was actual space.

“Uh… thank you human.” He suddenly regretted the bold move he made. He honestly considered leaving back to his room, but the sky boomed again and that was enough to remind him he was bold for a reason. He really was that desperate for someone by his side. He was desperate for you.

It was awkward. Yoongi had moved to the far edge of the bed and you had also snuggled up on your side. You both were just staring at the ceiling as the storm raged outside. You were tired beforehand, but your mind was racing.

You’ve only slept with one other guy. It was your first boyfriend and— your face warmed realizing how wrong it sounded. You meant in the bed, not… not that, well also that, but that wasn’t what you meant. It’s been so long now that you’ve completely forgotten what it feels like to have someone by your side like this.

It was kinda nice.

Yoongi on the other hand was fitting his urges hard. He didn’t wanna make you uncomfortable. He’s only been here for a short time but he’s gathered information about which of his customs seem to make you a little uncomfortable. He’s great at reading emotions, it’s part of his job, so it wasn’t hard to pick up on the various social queues that made you tense. He tried to avoid them or provide some context to make the situation a little less awkward, but these days he just tries to avoid it altogether to avoid miscommunication.

He had already explained the significance of sleeping together to you, but well, he didn’t realize how hard it would be to keep that urge under control.

He’s been by himself for a while. It had been some time since he moved out of the main house. Yoongi was honestly used to being alone, he didn’t think it would be a big deal.

Everything with you seems to be a big deal.

He wanted to pull you close. Instead of his imagination, you were here, you were right beside him and how easy it would be to…

Yoongi scooted over a little to get a feel for how your reaction would be. He listened to the rhythmic beat of your heart and how it didn’t seem to go noticed at all.

Good sign.

He continuously kept moving, waiting for you to notice or say something, little by little until another crash of thunder suddenly had him clinging to you for dear life.

You stared wide eyed when you realized. You had been laying on your side at this point, so when he moved over, he basically ended up spooning you. His face was buried in your neck and his arms were wrapped around you pulling him close.

Silence filled the air for a while, both of you too scared to say anything.

…

“Do you mind if I stay here?” Yoongi finally asked. “It feels nice…”

You recalled back to when he told you about how this was a common practice where he came from. This was probably natural for him. That did not stop your beating heart however, and he noticed.

As soon as he got closer, your heart sped up so quickly. Despite how scared he was, that honestly made him more worried. Was he making you uncomfortable?

“I can move back… sorry this just feels right.” He chuckled nervously. Everything about you in his arms felt right. Your warmth, your sweet scent… fuck, you smelled so good.

You thought about it for a second. You knew immediately you probably weren’t going to get much sleep like this, you being way too excited for your eyes to close anytime soon. But he was your guest and you wanted to make him feel comfortable, if the raging storm outside was bothering him, and you being in his embrace helped, of course you should provide that comfort. Plus… he was right, this did feel right.

“You can stay, it's alright, I understand.”

A little bit of silence passed.

“I hope I’m not making you uncomfortable…”

“No you’re—“

“I can hear your heart… please don’t lie.” You eyes widened at his words. Alright, that’s more new information. But enough, it wasn’t time for the scientist.

“I’m not lying… sorry, just been awhile since I’ve slept with someone like this.”

Your words had his mind racing? A while? There was someone else before him?

“Who?”

“My ex— been so long I forgot what it felt like.” You chuckled, fully expecting him to laugh along with you, but it was silent.

“He used to hold you like this?” The words were dangerous, he knew that.

“Kinda… like the way you’re doing it more though. Feels good.” Yoongi couldn’t stop himself from bringing you closer. The thought of someone holding you like this… normally it wouldn’t affect him, this wasn’t deemed romantic where he comes from but knowing it did where you come from. He hated that.

“Anyway, we should try and go to sleep. It’s pretty late.” It was, it was 2 in the morning if we were trying to be exact.

“Sleep well human.” Yoongi mumbled.

“Night Yoongi~” You were trying to sleep, but as you thought before, it was a hard time trying to finally get your eyes to close.

Yoongi however really made no effort in trying to sleep, at least for a while. Here you were, your body pulled close. Fuck, if you lives were different. Why were you human? He would love to have you as a moonrut partner. Just imagining what that would be like with you— Yoongi felt his face warm.

You just smelled so good it had his mind feeling a bit fuzzy.

This seemed to be the perfect antidote to take his mind off the real reason he came in here. The storm was terrifying, yes, he was not used to hearing it be that loud before— but if that was it, it would be a little sad. No, the dark clouds, lightning flashes and finally the crashes of thunder were enough to invoke that same hopeless feeling that he kept experiencing in his nightmare.

It made him think about it. How it was coming for him. He knew it. It was coming. The storm was a sign, he was sure of it. How could he be alone when a fate Yoongi knew he couldn’t avoid was getting closer and closer.

The moments have only seemed to increase since he woke up. Part of him thought that when he would turn human that this would go away, but no, if anything it’s gotten worse. There was just no escaping it.

It was scary. He was scared.

But you… you always seem to make it better.

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Something weird happened today. Something really weird happened today.

After spending a month with your friend you didn’t think you could be surprised anymore. The impossible was possible when it came to him. As a human being it amazed you, as a scientist it perplexed and challenged you. No matter what side you looked at you were always eager to find something new about the Keepers, about Yoongi.

But something happened today and you were scared.

Considering what you’ve seen these days, you shouldn’t be shocked. You were sure what made this different is the fact that Yoongi looked just as scared.

You looked over at him, his eyes glossy, his hair was wet, droplets continued to drop down his face, as he gripped the towel wanting it to provide some sort of protection. He was shaking. It was obvious. You had pointed it out, but he just said he was cold.

He was lying, you knew that.

What happened? The once playful evening in your pool had turned south so quickly. Part of you wondered if this was your fault, could you possibly be the one that caused it?

What was worse was the little voice in the back of your head that was telling you to say what you needed to do. You hated the thought, but after what you saw today…

It happened about an hour ago. You had the bright idea of trying to teach him how to swim while he was still in his human form. Nothing wrong went there, it was just playful banter as he continued to degrade human design as he struggled for a while, getting out of his old habits. You eventually came out of the pool to relax for a second as you both started to get a little tired. You were about to head in but you thought it’d be funny to push him in one last time.

With a smile on your face and one hard shove, he went flying over the edge. You expected him to hit the water and immediately start bashing you— by then you had pretty much dried off so you knew it would be just one of those annoying moments. What you didn’t expect was that after you pushed him, there was never a splash. It happened again. He got stuck.

You stared wide eyed as he floated over the water, you could still see the look of surprise on his face. It was as if time stopped right before your eyes.

You didn’t know what happened, at first you wondered if this was his doing. You immediately knew something was wrong when you started seeing the tears stream down his face.

“YOONGI!!!” You screamed, your own face was wet now. It was as if you hit the play button all of sudden. He came crashing down into the water like you expected him to minutes ago.

The look of fear on his face as he scrambled out the pool reminded you of when he came into your room for the first time. Right, the first time. You didn’t stop him the next day as he followed you in and you haven’t stopped him yet.

You enjoyed it actually.

But this already made you think that there must be some sort of connection between the two. This is the second time you’ve seen it happen. You’re not even there with him all the time to know.

What you do know is that something is happening here. He still hasn’t said anything to you since he came out. He looked terrified and you were worried.

As of now you were both still out here. Your feet hung in the water as you stared at the moon and stars that hung above the both of you.

You wrapped your arm around him. “Yoongi… if you want to talk about it, I’m here, ok?”

He didn’t want to talk about it with you. He honestly didn’t want to talk about it with anyone. He felt like he was going crazy, he would have believed he did if the missing month of his life wasn't proof enough that something did happen to him.

He didn’t want you to know that something was coming, that it needed him. This feeling of dread, it was like he was staring death right in the face.

No. You didn’t need to know.

“Human it’s fine.” It wasn’t but he needed to put on a brave face. Apparently he wasn’t doing too well on that because you didn’t look convinced.

“I’m not gonna force you to talk, just know I’m worried about you ok. This wasn’t the first time something like this has happened. As much as I like having you here Yoongi, if there's something happening to you, I’d feel better knowing you were around people who are more familiar with this type of stuff. I thought I was being obvious in the fact that I care about your well being. I hope you know that.”

Your words made his cheeks warm.

“Human I understand… just, you don’t need to worry. I’ll figure this out on my own.” He probably would never, but he sounded more confident this time. It seemed to work better as your face started to relax.

“Just know you can talk to me, alright?” You stared him down in order to prove your point.

His face got even more warm.

“Of course, human.”

Silence passed between the two of you for a moment before a thought that had been dancing around in your head got too antsy and you said it aloud.

“Are you ready to go back?” Your heart sank as soon as you said it. Even just the thought of him leaving was making you feel funny. “I’m sure you have people you miss, plus I’m sure you have apprentice things you need to get back to.”

“Human…”

“If you’re worried about your injuries, you’re definitely healed. You probably didn’t need me to tell you that, but if that’s what you were waiting for…” Your voice was shaky.

You suddenly felt his hand on yours. “Calm down, I swear human you’re so dramatic… I’m not leaving, not yet at least.”

“But— But why? Just a few weeks ago you hated me and now you suddenly want to stay when nothing is keeping you here anymore?!”

“Nothing is keeping me here.” Yoongi scoffed. He still wouldn’t tell you the main reason, but to say that’s the only reason why he hasn’t just braved it out and hoped for the best would be a lie.

“Human, you’re right. Sometimes I wish I was back and I want to put this whole thing behind me, but you don’t know what it was like before. This is honestly a breath of fresh air.” He looked over to see your eyes wide, clearly intrigued by this information. He chuckled knowing he should have expected this from you.

“Believe it or not but I am or was sick.” Yoongi had made note of this a long time ago. The symptoms that kept him trapped in his house had disappeared completely. This was honestly the first time in a while he felt normal. Even when things were ‘ok’ they were never completely gone. Yoongi had honestly expected this might be a chronic condition that he’d have to deal with for the rest of his life. But here he was, feeling better than he had felt in so many years.

“What do you mean?”

Yoongi sighed and lied back so he could look up at the stars. You followed.

“It’s the reason I’m here in the first place. Ended up trapped in my home for a while, stressed out of my mind, just wanted to get away, you know?”

“Can I ask what was wrong or is wrong?”

“Kinda hard to explain it. It’s not like I was dying or anything, but it was hard to live. I had been sick for so many years I forgot what it was like to feel normal.”

“Something changed?”

“Ever since I woke up on the beach I’ve felt fine. It’s kinda funny, I can tell you’re thinking it. ‘If they’re so advanced why couldn’t they cure me?’”

“So you read minds now?” You both laughed. “But yeah, I mean, we haven’t discussed medical advancements yet, but I imagine that would be one of the things that you would always seem to have an answer for.”

“And you’re right. We do have an answer for pretty much everything. What I had was completely unknown to them. I was subjected to tests and tests and more tests, plus dealing with my apprenticeship.”

“They never found answers?”

“Nothing, I honestly thought I was just gonna have to deal with it for the rest of my life. Part of me’s a bit scared that when I leave, things will go back to normal. I left for a reason, that’s the last thing I want, honestly.”

You nodded understanding his reasoning.

“Not only that but I feel like this will be the last time I come on land. Just want to experience it all before the responsibilities and prying eyes of everyone make it impossible. I’m not in any rush honestly, you don’t need to worry human.”

“What about everyone waiting for you?”

“They can wait. It’s just us for now.” Yoongi wrapped his arm around you and pulled you close. You couldn’t resist the smile forming on your face.

He rolled over and buried his face in your neck.

You were trying to stop your beating heart and reminding yourself this was just part of his culture. So many moments like these that have your heart feeling all fluttery when in reality this doesn’t mean the same to him as it does to you. You honestly have to stop even thinking about the alternative and see it as it is. You and him? That wouldn’t work, you come from completely different worlds, he’s leaving one day for goodness sake. That wouldn’t work. Just keep your eyes on the prize, learning about a sub human species that only you’re aware of. That’s enough, right?

Yoongi cuddled even further into you, your scent at this point addicting. What was wrong with him? What was wrong with you? The closer he got the less he wanted to pull away, if anything, what he was trying to fight off was the urge to lead you into the pool and take you right now. The desire was carnal. Something so animalistic in what he wanted to do to you. You just smell so good. It would be so easy to give into temptation but Yoongi knew better, whatever was happening he could overcome it.

That didn’t mean it was hard.

His mind continued to play with different scenarios as he tried to focus on just how nice it was having you by his side. That wasn’t right either…

“I’m gonna miss you…” Your voice was soft, barely above a whisper.

Yoongi lifted his head and looked you right in the eyes. Your words made it worse, for a second the desire, the urge, the temptation was almost unbearable. He wanted to show you how much he would miss you too. He wanted to kiss you, to stop you being so worried. All these thoughts dancing around his head became too much, he sat back up so he was facing the pool.

“I bet you would.” He tried to chuckle and make it not a big deal like he always would.

Your eyes were wide while you tried to calm your heart once again. For a second there you seriously thought he would…

You sat up with him, extremely embarrassed about your sudden confession.

“Sorry if I—“

“No, no, you’re fine uh… I’ll be working on the car if you need me.” In a haste he got up and started making his way to the front door. He hated himself, why couldn’t he just say it back?

He would miss you. Probably even more than he may realize. Now he’s just made things weird…

Get it together Yoongi…

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Yoongi stared at his system, intrigued by his findings. He had made it his mission to figure out the inner workings of your vehicle. Like he told you, transportation technology remains unexplored despite their progress. It was a fun little side quest that he tasked himself with.

His findings were unsurprising. The technology was rudimentary as he found everything up here to be. The mechanics, the parts, he’s never seen a car before and he’s sure he could put one together himself, blindfolded.

That’s honestly not what attracted him— what made it exciting was the thought about driving it. He had observed you once working the machine, plus with a little bit of an analysis of the mechanics it was pretty simple knowing how it would work.

He had already asked you to test drive it, the final stage of analysis. You said no, saying something about needing a license and the fact that it was a rental— whatever that means. All he knew was that you were firm on him not going to test it out.

So instead, he continued his study in both further understanding the vehicle and figuring out ways he could improve the technology, possibly even adapting certain concepts to propose to the council for use back home. He highly doubted it would go anywhere, but if nothing else worked, he could always try and make one when he went back…

Going back…

Yoongi was out here trying to distract himself from you and the remainder of the fact that he needed to leave. He knew that. Leaving felt wrong. He hadn’t known you for long but he knew that departure would be hard. You were his friend, the thought about saying goodbye felt wrong.

Taking him out his thoughts was the blaring sounds of his system, letting him know someone was calling.

Uh oh

He didn’t even need to look at the caller ID to know who it was. Without a second thought he answered.

In the holographic projection the familiar 4 faces popped up, the background letting him know they were at their usual meeting spot.

Today was not the day, he wasn’t in the mood…

“Yoongi?” Jimin questioned.

“Hi everyone.” He put his tools back in the box you gave him, his stance was awkward.

He followed their eyes knowing they were looking at where he was and he mentally prepared himself for the earful he was about to get.

“I’m confused why you aren’t here? You’re still on land…” Namjoon finally broke the awkward silence.

“I already told you.”

“Yoongi I’m worried—“

“You have no need to be. I’ll be back.”

More silence.

“It’s just… I don’t understand. I know you explained it but…” Hoseok started but trailed off as he continued.

“Please just know there are certain factors that are keeping me here. It does not deal with the human, it’s personal. I will come as soon as I can understand my situation.”

“And that’s exactly why I’m worried. What is this situation? Why aren’t you going into detail?” Taehyung worried. No he hadn’t told them either, for the exact same reason.

“Please just trust me. If I can’t solve matters on my own I will tell you but for now, I want to keep it private—“

“Yoongi!!” You called out from the front door. Everyone’s attention was on you.

Your eyes widened realizing you were interrupting. “Just wanted to tell you dinner was ready, come in when you can… uh sorry…” You were quick to try and shut the door, but Yoongi stopped you.

“You’re fine, I’ll be in soon.” He gave you a weak smile. You tried not to think about it too much before you closed the door behind you.

Yoongi turned his attention back to the judging eyes of his friends.

“You’re looking awfully comfortable with the human.” Hoseok pointed out.

“Don’t. It’s not like that. She’s just being hospitable. I have no issues with her.”

“She’s human, I think that's enough of an issue.” Taehyung added. Yoongi’s fist tightened.

“I’m simply staying until I can figure out this personal matter. Unless anyone has any more questions I think that’s enough talking for the day.”

He was in a haste to hang up before Jimin called out. “We’re just worried about you, we haven’t seen you for 2 months, we’re just antsy.” Yoongi sighed knowing he couldn’t be mad at them. If the positions were switched he would do the same.

“It’s alright, just don’t doubt me. I’ve already handled the most pressing situation, I’m continuing my studies here in the meantime. There’s no need to rush. I can’t wait till we can meet again as well, but this needs to be handled first. Alright?”

The pressing situation had already been handled, the big possibility of war coming was now extinguished. He had already spoken with his parents. Everything was fine now, they were just eagerly awaiting the return of their missing son.

The boys gave each other wary looks before nodding.

“Call us soon, ok?” Jimin said and Yoongi nodded. They talk almost everyday. He really did miss them.

With that the call ended and Yoongi was heading inside to where he saw you in the kitchen getting the plates ready.

“Everything ok?” You questioned and he nodded.

“They just miss me.”

You smiled at the thought. You didn’t ignore the pang of sadness, once again reminding you he will need to leave.

Instead you chose to focus your attention on the moment, enjoying a meal with your friend. Instead of dwelling so much on the future you should focus more on the here and now. Save the sadness for when the time comes.

While you both were enjoying dinner, maybe if you weren’t so in the moment you would have noticed the fact that your phone was ringing. Maybe you would have picked it up, realizing that it was Jungkook. Maybe you would have remembered what day it was.

Maybe you would have remembered that it wasn’t just you and Yoongi but your friends now as well. They were coming. They were coming tomorrow.

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Nice Things…

Hello All! Coming back with little writings here and there as my inspiration comes along. A little episode inside of the Something to do with Jackson sphere (1, 2) 

Let me know what you think! @negrowhat you know I gotta tag you in everything lol

Jackson decides you both are in need of a little rest and relaxation. Nothing is better then a nice beach house complete with a gigantic bath tub. 

About 4k words; Warnings: Very light smut like its super light, but I’m obligated to say it includes fingering a praise kink and a bathtub. 

Laundry shouldn’t be difficult. Well in retrospect it wasn’t difficult at your old apartment. The laundry room there was stocked with 5 very old very worn washing and drying machines. They were faithful and predictable. They only had about 3 options and 2 dials. Simplicity at its best. You missed them every time you had a load to wash and dry. You had been living in Jackson’s apartment for months and you still couldn’t figure out his machines. For one thing they were sleek and black, very modern, apparently super efficient. They worked via a touch screen and the breath of options that appeared every time you fired them up made you nervous. Twice you had shrunk a favorite article of clothing. You had also ruined your running shoes, the washing machine seemed incredibly aggressive to you. But today was going to be different. This was your only task. You could do this. The touch screen lit up, you took a breath, the beeping started and an array of options appeared. Water temperatures, agitation speeds, your finger hovered over the first option- “BABY, THIS IS WHERE YOU WERE!?” Jackson’s voice boomed in the laundry room. You turned, frantic that all his noise would upset whatever fragile understanding you had. “Jackson!” You hissed, “shush!”

  His hands snapped to cover his mouth. He looked around his brows knitted, “what’s going on?” He whispered. “I’ just,” you turned back to the machine but you didn’t feel the same confidence, “I’m trying to figure out your stupid space aged washing machine.” You confessed, “everytime I put something in here I ruin it.” “Maybe you’re thinking about it too hard.” He walked up behind you and looked down at the same screen. “Baby?” He began slowly, he touched the screen flicking left twice until he got to a place that said ‘presets’.  “Why don’t you just use these instead of trying to pick through all those other settings? This is what I use.” “You’ve got to be kidding me.” You muttered softly. There were easy to understand presets displayed proudly.   “You didn’t know about these?” He asked, “I could have sworn I showed you the last time you shrunk your sweater?” You rubbed your face in continued disbelief. All this time. “The dryer has presets too, did I show you those?” He kept talking because of course to him this wasn’t a big deal. You had made it one, once again, something tiny had become huge to you.   “You want me to help you with your laundry? Since I’m home today I wanna spend it with you ok?” When you took your hands away from your face he was beaming like the sun at you. You wondered how he could look so worry free. His job was so stressful, he barely got time for himself or you yet he was always beaming. You wanted to be a bit more like him. Just enough so that inanimate objects stopped irritating you for no reason.            “If you want to help sure, but this stuff is kinda boring. You sure you don’t want to nap? Or I could make you something to eat?” You offered.          “We can do that after, this won’t take long.” He pointed out. He wasn’t wrong. You selected the ‘delicates’ option since you wanted to wash your undies and bras first.          “Ok, delicates first then.” You looked in his direction expectantly. The two baskets of laundry were already separated.            “Just pass me the stuff in the blue basket.”  You instructed, “I’ll do them first.”   He dutifully began to hand you clothes. Some things he stopped to look at. “When did you get this bra?” He asked holding up a flowery bra that you had bought a few weeks ago.   “Like two weeks ago?” You guessed, maybe three. Your hand was outstretched waiting for it. “Oh,” was all he said before he handed it over, “I haven’t see you wear it.” He said softer. “Well, it’s a bra Jackson…” You tried. He handed you a few pairs of underwear which you put in. He was a touch less cheerful as you finished loading. He helped with the detergent and softner before he got the machine started. “I feel so dumb,” when you turned to him he frowned. “I really wish I had remembered about the presets. I’ve been having a battle with this machine since I got here.” You confessed. “Baby...I really don’t think it’s a big deal.” He leaned down and pecked you. “You can ask me questions you know? Before you make a mountain out of a molehill.” “But I’m so good at that.”  You pointed out. He kissed you again. His hands trailing down your arms. When you pulled away he pouted. “Let me at least finish the chores, I have a few things more I wanna clean.” You complained. He accepted this and let you go, “I’m gonna have two weeks off...do you have a lot of work?” He asked. It took you a moment to think about what you had to do, some things could wait and really only one required you to finish immediately. “I just have to finish one job then I think I can take some time off.” You stretched and looked at him with curiosity. “What did you want to do?” He pushed some of your hair behind your ear, “can we go on vacation?” “Where did you want to go?” You spoke as you tied your hair up. “Someplace warm?” You asked. He nodded, “an island!” It seemed like a solid idea. You thought it over, Jackson in his usual fashion grew impatient. He tapped his feet and poked out his lip, “we can have a private beach house…” He edged closer. “That sounds...isn’t that a little extravagant?” You often wondered when you would be able to accept Jackson’s penchant for spending on you. There was something that always made you cringe. “I don’t want you to spend too much-” He frowned and you snapped your mouth closed, “you deserve…” He began. You sighed, “nice things.” He accepted you finishing his sentence quietly before he went back to trying to convince you. “It’ll be private...no cameras...just you and me.” He had basically backed you against the machine. He leaned forward and set his hands on it, caging you in. You couldn’t look away. “We live together but I always miss you,” he kissed you and it was mostly soft. “I’m gone a lot and I feel horrible about it,” he kissed you again nibbling on your bottom lip. “Do you miss me when I’m not here?” “Like crazy.” You whispered. His eyes were on yours, pupils wide. His breathing picked up as you snaked your arms around his neck. “So let me take you to the beach, let’s spend a week....please.” His kiss was less soft more insistent. He pushed until your back was pressed to the machine, the hum seemed to burn through your blood. You kissed him back, hands gripping the hair on the nap of his neck. The time apart always made the time together feel like a single point in the universe. There wasn’t a whole apartment, a whole city, there was just you and Jackson. Starved for each other, hungry to touch and feel. He was so good at making you melt, so good at making you desperate for him. You tasted him and whimpered. The beach was suddenly a fantastic idea, more time alone for more of this. He ground against you and his moan made your knees weak. “Ok,” you managed to say against his lips. He pulled away and beamed at you. The unmistakable look of getting his way. “So we’ll go the day after tomorrow...I actually may have set it up already.” “Jackson.”

You had never been swept away before. In past relationships you had lacked the time and your partners seemed to lack the motivation. It hadn’t bothered you truly because how can you miss something you didn’t have to begin with? You thought about it as you packed and he buzzed around the room with excitement. “Don’t forget bathing suites!” He warned, “and sunscreen!” “I have both.” You answered slowly, “and something nice for dinner...right?” When you looked up he was zipping his bag up. “Yes, and then...not much else…” He raised his eyebrows quickly suggestively and you giggled. He stopped to touch his hand to your leg, “I love you in anything.”   “If it was up to you, I’d just walk around naked all the time.” You said slowly. He considered this then said, “only if you want.” Then he was moving again, his energy nervous all throughout the room. “Are you almost done?” He asked. “The car will be here soon.” You just needed to decide on your one nice outfit. It had been a while since you had really gone out. He had seen you in just about everything you owned...except.... At the back of your closet you had hung a tropical print skirt and top set. It was out of your comfort zone but the print would really work. “Hurry hurry baby.” He chided. You had just enough time to grab it from the closet and stuff it into your bag. He took your hand and led you. The smile on his face relaxed yet you could feel the excitement bubbling out of him. He kissed you in the elevator before the doors opened, then led you to the long black car idling at the apartment building’s entrance. He opened the door for you and waited till you were settled before he put the bags in the trunk and got in next to you. Then his hand was back in yours like it belonged there. “Do you think you’ll get recognized at the airport?” You tried your best not to sound nervous but the thought of screaming fans made your stomach heavy. “I don’t think so, we’ll be in then out.” He brought your linked hands up for a kiss. “Don’t be nervous, it’ll be fine.” You settled into the seat and tried your best not to worry. The media in a way wasn’t very interested in you and Jackson’s story anymore. When they did happen to catch photos of you two together it wasn’t big news but most of the comments were still pretty awful. It was better for your mental health to not read them but every so often you saw yourself online and couldn’t stop yourself from looking. The general take was that you were literally a weight dragging him down. It never seemed like a good idea to comment back, better to just read it all in silence, and really it wasn’t all bad. There was a spattering of people who liked you. Who said nice things and said they were cheering on the relationship. People who pointed out that Jackson was happier with you in his life. You weren’t sure if you would give yourself that much credit but you hoped that he felt how you did. He leaned over, “what are you thinking about so hard?” He planted a kiss on your cheek startling you out of your own head. He had a way of knowing when you were thinking yourself down a rabbit hole. He redirected you gently and patiently. His hand squeezed yours again.   “Nothing, just the work I left...hopefully I did enough.” You said. He knew it wasn’t that, but he didn’t push.. He kissed you on the cheek again, “don’t worry about it, just try your best to relax.”  He whispered. It took you a moment of second guessing, but there was no real use in fighting with Jackson. Especially since you actually did need a relaxing vacation. There would be no worries on the beach, that’s all you had to tell yourself over and over and over again.  

There weren’t any cameras, no reporters, no mobs of fans. He had his mask pulled up and dark sunglasses on. You were wearing one of his caps and your own mask pulled up. The two of you looked like any couple on their way to a romantic trip. He only let go of you to pass through security. Once his hand was out of yours there were new worries. An airplane. The last time you had flown you were forced between a grumpy office worker and a woman who seemed to have bathed in perfume. You remember distinctly how the office worker had complained about her perfume and how she called him lonely and sad. It had been for the most part very unpleasant. Suddenly all you could think about were all your worse flights.  You fumbled through security, including the awkward second search. Taking his hand on the other side calmed you down a little bit. “You’re making a mountain again.” He said into your ear. “I can’t remember ever having a good flight,” you squeezed his hand and almost missed a step. “Every flight that lands safely is a good flight baby.” He chimed happily and just like that you relaxed a bit. He was right of course. Bad seatmates didn’t make a bad flight. Small things didn’t have to be big. Once again you tried to calm yourself, to convince yourself that you were on vacation. You were being swept away and it would be great if all your extra thoughts could be swept away too.

“This is the house?” After a flight you slept through, and an ok trip through the airport that involved a car rental associate who was star struck, here the two of you were. The house was directly on the beach. From the outside it didn’t look like much which made you feel a bit better. If he had rented a beach mansion or something along those lines you would have worried the whole trip about how much all of it had cost and...and if you were really worth all the trouble. But this,...this was so quaint and so cozy. “This is it.” He pulled into the driveway and then put the car into park. You got out admiring the house’s slightly cracked white paint, the green ivy underneath the two small windows on either side of the weathered wooden door. The waves sounded incredibly close and you guessed the beach was literally right in your backyard. Jackson was behind you with your bags. “Here,” when you turned he was holding the key towards you all smiles, “open her up.” He instructed. The key got stuck for a moment in the lock. You panicked per usual but it gave when you pushed your shoulder against the heavy wood. “Be careful,” he clucked his tongue at you but you ignored him. You were stuck looking at the inside. Everything was so bright. You sucked in a breath because of all the light. There were huge skylights all throughout. The entryway was neat, a small blue weathered table held a bowl where Jackson dropped the car keys. He pressed his hand to the small of your back and your feet automatically started to shuffle step forward. The entryway opened into a small kitchen with white tile and teal cabinets. The appliances didn’t look new aged or terrifying like Jackson’s. The big white well loved looking stove was comforting. Through the kitchen There was an open airy dinning room and living room. The living room ended in two gigantic glass doors that opened onto a hedge enclosed patio. The bricks were weathered but still a good red. There was a round picnic table with a few shelves, a rack with two surfboards, and what looked like a hot tub. He wrapped his arms around your waist and kissed your cheek, “let’s look at the bedroom.” It was through a doorway off the kitchen, past a half bathroom. The bedroom suite seemed to be all windows. There were three huge windows with breezy white curtains. The bed was gigantic four poster deal, piled high with pillows at the head. The comforter was white like everything else. “There’s one of those clawfoot tubs,” He led you a little further in, towards the doorway of the bathroom. The tub was huge. There was a shower head on the wall above it. Another two windows, more light. “This place is beautiful.” You finally got out. He squeezed your hand, “I know you like simple things and I thought this place would be nice. The beach is right down a back path and-” You tipped your chin up lips pursed asking for him to dip and kiss you. “Thank you so much for bringing me,” you spoke against his lips. He wrapped his arms around your waist. “You’re welcome.” His smile was triumphant. He only let you go to help unpack but beamed the entire time like a happy child. You knew this look, his eyes were centered on yours. He licked his lips before he kissed you. “I picked this house because it’s cozy and…” He trailed off to kiss you again. “And?” “And you never wanna have fun in my bathtub so I made sure that this house had one that was so big you couldn’t argue with me about soaking together.”  He explained. “Jackson.” He beamed again his face back to innocence, “don’t you want to soak with me?” He asked. “You don’t just want to soak,” you pointed out. He shrugged, “humor me.”  In truth he had begged to soak with you plenty of times but the tub in his apartment made you nervous. You had this vision of the two of you settling in and getting stuck or getting in and overflowing the tub in an embarrassing splash. Well maybe it wouldn’t be embarrassing to him but in your mind it was motifying.  You bit your bottom lip and considered the big claw foot tub in the house again. “I guess there’s no harm in a nice soak.” You said softly.  He could barely contain his excitement, he moved deliberately trailing his hands down your waist then squeezing. He searched your face before he broke out into a grin that made you laugh.   “Jackson,” it was hard not to laugh at him. “Jackson right now? You don’t want to eat first?” He cocked his head, “I do, but let’s do that later, my back hurts from the flight.” You made a ‘sure’ face but didn’t argue. It was better to humor him, he gave your bottom another not so gentle squeeze before kissing the top of your head. “So a nice bath, then I’ll make you food,...” he trailed off and took your hand.

The fragrance from the bubble bath he found was making your head feel dreamy and relaxed. His back was against one side of the tub and yours was on the other. He insisted on massaging your feet and there really wasn’t any huge point to arguing. He rubbed away while you sighed slowly to yourself. “You have the cutest little feet.” He murmured. “They’re so gross.” Your response was automatic, years of having being told they were flawed in some way meant that you were use to parroting back the words when you were complimented. “They’re perfect on you.” He dug deep into the sole of your foot and you couldn’t help but groan. “Always say nice things about yourself.” He murmured. “Yeah I know.” You sunk lower into the water and he took the invitation to work his hands up your leg. It was hard for you to say nice things about yourself all the time. You were use to your self deprecating jokes. But he was quick to redirect them, he always told you to make it nice instead. His hands were steady on your body focusing your mind back into the moment.  It was never gonna be just a soak, but you didn’t do anything to stop him. He felt the back of your knee and a shiver ran up your body. His eyes were focused on your skin, “you’ll let me do this at home now right?” He pulled himself a little closer so his hands could go further up, “a nice hot bath, foot massages.” “You’re very good at them,” your voice was barely above a whisper. His eyes seemed to darken. He leaned farther forward, upsetting the water and bubbles so he could kiss your forehead. Under the water his hand had made it all the way up which meant his fingers were in a prime position to rub you where you were most sensitive. He kept the pressure light, teasing you. A whine broke past your lips. He ducked his head and kissed you. “I want you to relax,” he said softly against your lips, he dipped his fingers inside of you. It was so hard not to squirm, he pulled them back and forth slowly before he stopped. You gripped the sides of the the tub and tried to urge him to move. His eyes were mischievous. “Jackson,” You tried to roll your hips to get him to do anything but tease you. He cocked his head, “say something nice about yourself.” The command confused you. Your brow furrowed and for a moment you were confused, “what?” He pulled his hand completely away and touched your face instead. “I read that it’s nice to hear compliments from others but reinforcing it with words you say to yourself is even better.” His voice was earnest his hand dipped into the water again and found your breast. “Something nice…” He played with your nipple and you whimpered. Your mind was reaching for something, any sort of compliment that would make sense. “I like my thighs.”   He beamed, triumphant, then pinched your nipple lightly, “what else baby? You’re so beautiful there’s a million things to compliment.” You were so use to his praise that it was hard to give yourself the same attention. He switched to your other nipple and kissed your forehead again. “One more.” He encouraged. You swallowed, his hands sending pleasure and want all throughout your body. You willed your brain and your mouth to talk, to say something so he would give you what you needed. “I have nice skin...the cream you gave me makes it so soft.” You admitted. He liked that, he kissed you harder. He had both hands involved now, tickling the sides of your tummy. The giggle that escaped your mouth made his smile even wider. “The most perfect skin.” He spent the rest of the bath praising you. Cooing all his favorite compliments while he played with your body. It didn’t take long before your hands gripped the side of the tub and you called his name. Your body locked and then the pleasure ripped through your limbs in what felt like a blaze. Dimly you knew you had splashed water and maybe that would have embarrassed you, but there were more important things. Like the way you still shook while he kissed you everywhere he could reach. If you felt dreamy before your mind was downright foggy now. “You liked that baby?” He asked, finally pulling away to look at you. Your bones felt like jelly, thank god the tub wasn’t too deep. There was no doubt in your mind you would have melted further into the water. It took you what felt like hours to barely nod your head and indicate that yes you had indeed liked it. “It’s so cute when you say my name like that.” he went back to sitting across the tub from you, a smug smile on his face. You didn’t know what face you were making but hopefully it was satisfied. “Let’s just spend the rest of the time here.” You finally got out. He didn’t argue with you, just rested his head on the rim of the tub, “as long as you’re happy that’s all I care about.” You sat up a little, “I’m the happiest I’ve been in forever.” “Perfect.” He spoke softly and maybe it was more to himself than you but he was right. The feeling was perfect.        

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Claiming Ones Own

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Chapter 3 - Mealtime Woes

Her daughter spoke! She was just selective who to. Cass could work with this; this was her ball game!! Excitement filled her veins as she carefully hugged the girl. After the bathing drama she didn’t want to traumatise her too much more. Her daughter could talk and chose to speak to her!! To her of all people. If Cass hadn't claimed her as her own already this would have sealed the deal.

The girl jabbed Cass breaking the hug up. She was still pouting but now also looking disgruntled. The hug, and touch, not having the same effect on her as it did Cass. The murmur of “Chocolate” came out her mouth again, still almost silent that you had to be keen to notice. Luckily this was Cass and with all her past, the subtleties would always be noticed. Her daughter would always been seen/heard and listened to in Cass’s world.

Cass nodded to the girl. She did say she could have chocolate for being good. “Chocolate yes, food too” signing along. She hoped that the signing would allow the girl an alternative way to communicate and pick it up. Maybe sign lessons would need to be added to her mental list.

1) bathe daughter

2) dress cuts and bruises

3) feed daughter

4) name daughter

5) put daughter to bed

6) get clothes for daughter

7) investigate daughters' markings

8) investigate sign language lessons (which language to be decided)

Cass held her hand out for her daughter to choose to take. The hand was critically looked at by the girl before giving Cass a sceptical look, but the girl eventually took the pre offered hand. Cass hummed in contentment; her daughter trusted her, well sort of, the trust was growing at least. She was trusted more than those who had or found her. A warm happy feeling flowed through her body.

Leading her to the kitchen Cass went about finding the girl some chocolate. Her daughter kept a sharp eye on Cass’s movements as she went about finding the promised chocolate. The girl's eyes growing wide and filled with emotion as she saw Cass (and Jason’s) chocolate stash and bar being given to her before she slotted a hesitant mask back into place. Again, the girl cautiously inspected the chocolate before devouring it quickly as if it would be taken from her. Cass slightly frowned, what had her poor baby gone through. She would protect her with everything she could now she was in her care.

Cass’s thoughts were interrupted by the doorbell. Her daughter jumped at the noise, eyes blown and scanning the area for threats and escape routes. Not long after came the noise of Jason swearing under his breath as he crashed out of his room to go take the food setting her daughter on edge more. Cass internally chuckled quietly to herself at her brothers loud blustering behaviour which contrasted completely with how stealthily he could really be but was concerned about how the loud noise set her daughter on edge. The girl had winced at the loud noise like it pained her.

Guiding the girl to the table, Jason came back into the room food in his hands. Dim sum, dumplings, noodles, veg and a soup were quickly decanted onto the table. Jason instantly poured a third of the soup into a smaller bowl and placed it in front of her daughter, evidently having decided that was best for her daughter, before loading his plate up with a bit of everything from the selection. Cass grinned at her found family as she brought drinks to the table and started to join Jason in grabbing food.

“So, what happened in the bathroom?! It’s the remains of a warzone Cass” Jason somehow asked between the mouthfuls he was shovelling in.

Cass frowned at Jason’s table manners. It is NOT good example for her daughter. Tapping the table Cass signed to Jason ‘ Manners!!! Alfred will not approve . He would be horrified. ’ “Manners” ‘ Bath time contained more steps than originally planned and anticipated. You will clean it up as I will be settling in MY daughter’ “Bath messy. You clean.” with a glare.

“ME clean!!! YOU made the fucking mess Cass!!! And I’m a guest here, where are your manners Cass hmmmmm. What would Alfred say about that” Jason blasted back before looking at ‘Cass’s daughter’. Speaking softer than he had been a minute ago “Hey Kiddo, as Cass here has decided she is now your mum that makes me your Uncle Jay. And as Uncle Jay I’m saying ya need to eat some of the soup. It will be good for you and your stomach. It’s safe. Promise”

Cass nodded along with Jason’s sentiments to her daughter. “Safe. Eat now” ‘You can eat it. It's safe. Won’t hurt you. It tastes nice.’

The girl shook her head and pushed the soup way. “Kiddo, it’s good for you. Ya need to eat” Jason tried again. They didn’t know when she has last eaten a proper meal and she could do with gaining some weight. The glare he received back was a good one. Not quite the Demon Spawns or Bats level but it was a good glare.

“Ya claimed a stubborn kid Cass. She’ll fit in perfectly with the rest of the crazies B has claimed as his. Found out her name yet?”

Shaking her head at Jason in response to his question, Cass returned her focus to her daughter. “Eat now. Food time”, the girl’s blue eyes bore into Cass’s before turning to look at Jason's. With slow deliberation, the girl picked up the spoon while her eye contact remained flitting between the pair as she moved her spoon held hand out into the room away from the table. Ensuring she still held their attention she dropped the spoon, sitting back with her arms folded, frown upon her face. Clearly not impressed with the soup/food provided.

That was not what Cass expected and strangely cat like. Surely the girl was hungry. She needed a new tactic. Forcing her to eat wouldn’t work and she already had a battle with the bathroom she didn't need or want another one. Jason would be clearing up that mess even if it meant disappointing Alfred. Though she may escape Alfred’s wrath as he now had a great grandchild; yes, that may win her favour. A quick tilt of her head brought Cass back to task how to get her girl to eat. Chocolate worked in getting her to trust her in the alley. It also worked with getting her clean even if she wasn’t happy with it. Should she use it again for getting her to eat a meal, though she could almost feel Alfred’s chagrin if she did that already.

“OUUUUUUUUCCCCHHHHHH” “Hisssssssssssssssssssssssss”

Jason's shout brought Cass out of her thoughts. Jason was cradling his hand with a look of surprise on his face. While her daughter was now standing holding a chopstick in her hand like a weapon. Quickly figuring out Jason took action to get the girl to eat without thinking and she attacked him back, Cass could only grin with amusement. The newest Cain-Wayne was not to be underestimated. Jason should have known better given he was just as bad when he joined the Wayne clan. They all were a little feral at the start and took time to adapt (did any of them ever actually stop being feral?). Her daughter though was clearly now looking distressed and like she would flee the apartment which caused Cass to leap into action to soothe her child. Recalling how Selina sometimes soothed Cass, Cass took to stroking her stubborn but brave girls' hair and humming. Selina would love her new granddaughter Cass was sure.

“She’s another gremlin! Fuck Cass, Demon Spawn is enough, we didn’t need another one! She has claws. Fuck, I didn’t know what she did with the chop stick but it bloody hurts!”

Cass deadpanned him and pointed “Mean!” before turning to her upset girl. “You chose food?” maybe choice would help.

The girl twisted and tilted her head in silent question. “You choose” ‘Your choice on what you eat’ responded Cass. Her girl suddenly skipped up and grabbed Cass’s hand and led to the kitchen to point at the cupboard which Cass had taken the chocolate out. Cass paused. With a reply “No chocolate, Din Sum or soup now” the girls eyes narrowed and pointed again. Cass let out a big sigh and shook her head. Another stalemate already! Oh Great Alfred’s! She would beat Bruce; she could do this; She would not cave.

Jason joined them in the kitchen just as the girl decided to change tactics. Instead of glaring, she looked up to Cass with her blue eyes wide, shimmering with unshed tears, lips wobbling before whispering “Chocolate”. Cass was at a loss, when angry and put out the girl looked cute and amusing, like an angry fluffed up kitten that needed soothing. This though shot to her heart. Could she resist these puppy dog eyes?

Jason caved first. Almost within seconds of the girl switching from hostility to sadness and launched her sad eyes if Cass was honest. “Hey, hey now kiddo, no tears now. Sorry for forcing you to eat soup. It’s ok ya know. You want chocolate, right?” pausing as the girl nodded. “Chocolate on its own isn’t a meal kiddo, but we can sort something out ya got me.” Jason picked Cass's daughter up to put on the counter before bustling around the kitchen opening and closing cupboards grabbing items as he went. “Fuck, you’re light kid, a right little pixie. I’ve got an idea you’ll like. You get your chocolate, but you will have to eat the rest of it, cos if you don’t, no more chocolate in the future, ya got me!”

Big eyes widened to stare at him, fear flickered through them at the mention of no more chocolate, but again she puts her mask back on quickly. Cass went and sat next to her girl on the counter, side hugging her close. The pair watched in curiosity at what Jason was doing. Cass trusted Jason to help her feed her daughter with something suitable based on his experience, though more chocolate was definitely going to get Alfred's disapproval, meh, she’ll blame Jason, she is bringing Alfred a great grandchild after all.

“You got a name Gremlin Two?” Jason stated as he worked his magic with the ingredients he had collected. The growl he got in the return caused him to chuckle “Ok not Gremlin 2. Pixie then? You’ve caused enough chaos for Cass this evening to be one, plus you’re light enough to fly away like fae do.”

It didn’t get a growl but the shaking over the girl's head Cass knew the girl didn’t like the name. Sadly, without the growl Cass knew Jason would forever rename her that.

“Done! Now let's get back to the table, I’m starved, and my food is getting cold” Jason announced leading the trio back out to the food.

They all resettled down, Cass and “’Pixie’” looked at what Jason had created. Chocolate spread covered apples, bread sticks and rice cakes were on the plate. Small chunks of cheese and some grapes were there too. Not huge amounts but enough to ward off hunger for at least what remained of the night and not cause nausea. Probably more than enough to keep hunger gone for a long while if it was anything like his time on the streets.

“’Pixie’” picked up an apple licked at the chocolate spread. The sounds of joy escaped her as she wiggled in her seat and started wiping the chocolate off to eat more avoiding the apple.

"Remember the deal Pixie, all of it or no more chocolate"

The girl pouted but put the apple in her mouth with a mock glare at Jason. Even eating the apple caused her to hum in apparent happiness.

Cass smiled at Jason. “Thank you” before tucking into the feast they had in front of them. It might not meet Alfred’s approval, but her daughter was eating, though how to get the girl to eat without chocolate may be a challenge. At least she is eating though. That's a future problem to worry about at a later point, main thing was she was eating and clean. Not a very Batman approved approach with all his planning, but this involved a child. Children didn’t follow the plans especially semi feral ones, so a more flexible approach made sense to Cass. Cass was sure Alfred would approve.

Now that they all were eating and with Jason repeatedly calling her daughter Pixie it brought up the name issue. It was next on her mental list of things to do.

1) bathe daughter

2) dress cuts and bruises

3) feed daughter (in progress)

4) name daughter

5) put daughter to bed

6) get clothes for daughter

7) investigate daughters' markings

8) investigate sign language lessons (which language to be decided)

Pixie would not do as a name. Her daughter though not hating it did not like the name, she held the name in distaste based on some of her micro behaviour but not wanting to upset due to the chocolate promise.

Knocking on the table to get the others attention ‘Do you have a name?’ “Your name?” Cass queried looking at her girl. “Yeah, Pixie, do you have another name that you go by?” Jason joined in asking. The girl paused in her eating of her chocolate-based meal and look at the pair. She held a thinking face as if pondering the question, weighing up the responses she could provide. After a few moments she shook her head. A quick look passed between the adults at the table, understanding that behaviour it was clear she did have a name but was unwilling to share it. Whether it was due to distrust of them, or dislike of the name was unclear.

“Do ya want us to give you a new name then Pixie?” Jason tentatively probed. "'Pixie'" pointed at Cass and nodded, she did not trust Jason’s naming skills. Jason huffed and rolled his eyes, “Over to you now Cass”

Cass hummed in response. Thinking back to what the other street kids called her, “Dolly” and “Marionette”. She didn’t come across as a puppet to Cass. Though she seemed to be inclined to follow adults' lead, her daughter held a fire within her, she seemed to gauge the threat around her and chose the best course of action for her survival. That to Cass screamed someone who wasn’t a puppet.

Dolly as a name could closely linked with so many rogues in Gotham so wouldn’t do. Marionette, hmmm, Marinette maybe, Marie... Cass quite liked that, close to what she had been before with the kids so would most likely to respond but not too close to bring up trauma.

‘Do you like Marie?’ “Marie?” she asked her daughter. A sharp contemplative look was her response. She let the girl read her knowing she was searching for something, an answer to an impossible question. Both Cass and Jason observed her trying to figure out what she was looking for unsuccessfully. When she had reached her conclusion, she pointed to herself and whispered “Marie”.

Notes: according to internet search Marie can mean: wished for child, rebellion, mistress/lady of the sea, sea of bitterness/sorrow, which kinda fits I think (except for the current aversion of water)

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Anti-Romantic, Part 1

(credit to the original owner of the image)

Character | Jaehyun x reader Genre | nonidol!au, Mutual Pining, Slowburn, Fluff WordCount | 3.6 K Author'sNote | lmaoooo the fact that I intended this to be a oneshot type of thing oops. Wellllll, I tried. Most likely to be a two part series, but we'll see.

This is part of a series I intend to call "If Songs were Fics" and this particular one was loosely inspired by TXT's Anti-Romantic bc I'm obsessed. I hope you enjoy reading as much I enjoyed writing it!

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4

I don't know who loves me

And I don't care, It's a waste anyways

A romantic feeling, Kinda scares me

“Any plans for you birthday next week?”

Jaehyun shakes his head at you, “no, not yet, don’t you have that date with that barista?”

“I’m not sure, he’s been acting weird over text lately. Might not be worth it,” you shrug your shoulders. “Besides, it’s your birthday! You only get one of those a year, we should plan something.”

You were on your way to the gym, a ritual you and Jaehyun had ever since you both found out you worked for the same company. You had been childhood friends, but ended up losing touch since you went to separate universities.

It was a nice surprise to see a friendly face on the first day of orientation and throughout the duration of your training for the next six weeks. Although you were both from different departments, you enjoyed taking your lunch breaks together and sharing small gossip about your old class-mates.

“ugh, don’t remind me,” he let’s out a long sigh, “every year, it seems like my family won’t stop pestering me about starting a family.”

“What’s so wrong about that?”

“Nothing, just not for me. Or at least not yet. I don’t think I’m the type to settle down,” he shrugs again as if it were no big deal.

You gasp, “how could you say that? I’ve seen your insta account. It’s got your cousin’s kids all over it!” You stop to take a good look at him as he holds the door of the gym open for you. “Back in school too, you used to tutor those elementary kids for volunteering hours. Even when you didn’t need them. You’ve always liked kids.”

“That’s different…”

“Right. Totally different things. Got it,” you roll your eyes. This wasn’t the first time he mentioned not wanting to settle down. At first, you had thought it was because he liked ‘keeping his options open’ like back in high-school. Or, not that you knew for sure, but if the rumors were true then it meant he slept his way around. Apparently, he never slept with someone twice and despite the cold shoulder the other party would get, all you had ever heard were praises. Not that you paid that much attention or anything.

You and Jaehyun had the same circle of friends, but despite that, he had never made any advances towards you. You’d be lying if that didn’t bother you at least once or twice. You just assumed that he didn’t want to make the friendship awkward or mess with the friend dynamics of your group. Which was why your crush on him in junior high ended as soon as you got to high-school.

You ended up going on dates with other people, but nothing that kept your interest. Nothing that compared to how you felt around him. Not that he seemed to think the same, so you tried your best to stay the good friend you always have been. You didn’t want to push something he clearly didn’t want; not that it didn’t hurt any less. Throughout the years it’s become bearable, at least. Almost like a painful habit.

You check in and head to the locker rooms to change. His nonchalance about the subject had always puzzled you. You’d seen first hand how all the female coworkers seemed to sway their hips as they walked by him, how some would pop a blouse button more than usual when around him, and you swore no one else was getting that much help throughout training more than him. He was handsome and a gentleman, that much was painfully obvious.

You meet him outside by the water fountain, “ready for warm-up?” he guides your way to the treadmills.

“When’s the last time you dated?”

You would have laughed if you weren’t so shocked to see him trip from the corner of your eye. “why the sudden curiosity?” He finally responds.

“Not sudden, I’d always wondered.” You defended. “You’re good looking and you’re very…I mean, you live on your own and have your own car. You have good relations with your family AND you’re good with kids. So, what is it?” You hadn’t realized how troubling you thought it all was. But now that you started digging you couldn’t stop.

“I just—” you pause, “it doesn’t make sense.”

You hear him chuckle, “you might wanna slow down before you pull something.” You look down and realize that your pace had gone from a relaxed jog to a borderline run during your rant. Maybe this wasn’t the best time to psychoanalyze your only friend in the city.

“Well, I just don’t know how to let people in. It’s just that.” He finally responds. “I love kids, but I don’t know or think I’d be a good partner.” He slows down before stopping, ending the conversation. He waves you off with an easy smile as you stay running.

Huh, maybe you pushed him too far. Your eyes can’t help but follow him around the gym.

Sweet and bitter chocolate, The taste at the end is always the same

Like the saddest movies, Only tears in my eyes

Your hands were sweaty the entire morning, anticipating your lunch time. It was his birthday today, and while you hadn’t made any concrete plans you ended up agreeing to go over to his place after work. Your gym bag was ready with snacks and comfy clothes to stay over. You remembered him saying he was excited to watch that new Marvel movie that had recently come out so you had bought it online to stream it at his place as a surprise. But what had you nervous was the small heart shaped box sitting in your purse. You didn’t know what possessed you to buy it but you had immediately thought of Jae when you passed by it at the mall. You remember vaguely mentioning that it was a special occasion to the sales lady (as in, his birthday), but she must have thought it was your significant other rather than friend because she changed the box to the red velvet shaped one while giving you a wink. In her defense, you could have protested but…why didn’t you?

You hear a knock on your door, “hey little miss sunshine.” Ah, Nakamoto, this couldn’t be good news. He was only sickly sweet to you when he needed a favor.

“What do you want?” you deadpan. He only laughs as he makes himself comfortable in your office. “Well, nothing in particular. Can’t stop by and see how you’re doing?” he feigns hurt.

“Right—the last time you ‘came by’ you left me working over-time through the weekend,” You sigh, “so what is it this time? Missed meeting? Late proposal?” To be fair, your supervisor WAS overworked sometimes. And since you were the only worker under him, it was normal for him to sometimes share some of the load with you.

He smiles at you, “nope. Just have a proposal for you. I know you’ve been working hard these past few months and I’ve been really impressed by your work ethic.” He stands and moves closer to your desk, “And I thought some sort of reward was in order, as well as celebration.” Ok, now you’re confused. You were ok with the reward part, it usually came in the form of a gift card to your favorite coffee shop, but celebration?

“Why would we celebrate? Did I miss something?”

“Not yet, but I did recommend you to the partner position with me. And I wanted to be the first to tell you that the boss approved it earlier today. So, what do ya say? Dinner on me?” he extends his hand out to you and wiggles his eyebrows playfully.

Oh.

Shit! You were hoping this would happen eventually, moving up from the entry-level position you had. But you had never thought it would be this fast. “Oh my gosh, are you serious?” You give him your hand and he shakes it in mock salute.

“Of course, some people will come by to move your computer to the office next to mine. You start Monday!” he winks, “So, wanna go to that new rooftop restaurant? This is a once in a life-time ticket, so you best say yes.”

But your dinner with Jae…He’ll understand, right? He has to. It’s not like he seemed that excited about it anyway. And you could always spend the day together tomorrow, too. It would be pretty rude to turn down Yuta after he pulled some strings for you…

You smile at him, “Thank you Mr. Nakamoto, I won’t let you down as a partner. Yeah, dinner sounds great. Wanna meet there?”

You sit down on the small table, now nervous for other reasons.

Jae sits opposite of you, a small smile on his face. “Hey you,” he greets.

“hey…” you start, “I hate to change plans so suddenly, but…” crap, you feel really shitty. But you really were between a rock and a hard place.

“everything ok?”

“yeah, no. I actually just got promoted,” you start.

“You did? That’s awesome! So fast, too. Wow—but shouldn’t you be more enthusiastic about it?” he chuckles.

“I am, just—my old supervisor wanted to go to dinner to celebrate. And I don’t think I could say no after helping me out like that.”

“I mean, did you want to skip it or?” Now he’s confused.

“Well, he wanted to go out tonight since I start Monday and today’s Friday…I don’t think I can come over tonight,” you explain.

Realization crosses his features before he gives a small smile. “Don’t worry about it, you’re fine. And he’s treating you! You don’t know when the next time he offers might be,” he continues, “we can celebrate another day anyway.”

“Are you sure?” now you feel like shit.

“Of course I’m sure.”

For the rest of the lunch, a thick silence settles before he excuses himself back to work.

Jaehyun knew this was coming. Nothing ever went his way; it’s why he kept everyone at a distance from his heart. But he was weak when it came to you. This game of push and pull was bound to keep happening, and it only brought him that all familiar foul taste in his mouth.

I know, that sweet love song, Those words of promise

When you turn around, It's just an unfamiliar someone

It was why he decided to go else-where for university, instead of joining you and some of your friends to the one closest to home. He chose to go across the globe—far, far away from the curse of you.

It had started on a windy day, back when you were 4 and new to the town he grew up in. Jaehyun didn’t want to leave his mother’s arms, he didn’t like the thought of being with strangers until later in the day even if his mom promised that she would be back. A little girl with jean overalls like his came up to him and his mom, “why are you crying?”

“I am not!” he sniffed. He didn’t need to make new friends like his mom was trying to tell him. All he needed was to go back home. You took out something from your pocket and showed it to him, “look, my mom said I could give one to my first friend. She said it was sharing. Want one?”

In her little palm, were two kiss chocolates. “You’re not my friend,” he grumbled, “I don’t know your name.” At that, you giggled, “I’m Y/N!” you took his hand and placed a chocolate there, “there, now we’re officially friends.”

“See, Jae? You can spend some time with Y/N and have fun. Before you know it, I’ll be back,” she promised.

“Yeah, Jae! Come play blocks with me, and then we can try the coloring.” You held his hand as you led him deeper into the classroom. Just like that, Jae began to feel a little warmth in his chest. He didn’t mind that his favorite thing to do was play tag outside or that he wasn’t really good at coloring inside lines yet. But that didn’t matter to him. As long as he had this one friend around, he was content.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I want to run far away

My heart that already chases after you, Blazes up as a small flame

Looking back at it now, it was a little funny. All it took to let you in back then was a simple chocolate kiss and your little sticky hand in his leading the way. You were always larger than life to him, sometimes he forgot that you were just as human as him.

As you two continued to grow, nothing seemed to change your friendship. But he knew that the depth of his feelings wasn’t mutual. It was in the way that you brought a lot different people together and decided to call it your family. Another of your friends, Jungwoo, liked to joke that you collected introverts for fun. To Jaehyun, it was more likely that you just didn’t see the fun in leaving people out. You were charming and passionate. Traits he wished he had. Your empathetic nature and gentle disposition were all that Jaehyun needed, even if he wasn’t the only recipient.

Once you guys started to hit puberty, things started to feel rocky. Jaehyun couldn’t help but physically distance himself from you, his ears were always red-hot. You had always been pretty to Jaehyun, but you were starting to become really beautiful. And if the boy’s locker rooms’ talk were anything to go by, then other people were definitely starting to realize “what a great catch” you were.

It really pissed him off. Who were they to say things as if all you were was a piece of meat? It disgusted him. But what disgusted him more was the fact that sometimes, he couldn’t help but also feel the way your body felt in his when you hugged in greeting. He hated the way his body reacted to everything you did.

He first messed around with a senior girl back when he was a sophomore, Sooyoung. She was leaving and he couldn’t take it anymore. Your boyfriend was a piece of trash and he was tired of hearing the way he would share what Jae considered to be intimate moments that had no business being public. But you seemed so happy… that next game, Jae stole the ball from him and scored on his own. Even if it cost him a three hour lecture from the coach, he would do it again. Fuck being a team, that guy was an asshole.

What he hadn’t planned on was liking messing around. He would never admit it, but the reason he couldn’t commit was because he couldn’t get rid of that small grain of hope that glowed in his chest every time you stared at him longer than would be deemed normal. It wasn’t often, but he knew he wasn’t seeing things. So, he succumbed to the cycle of push-and-pull that you guys had going on.

Jaehyun wasn’t blind, he knew that your work definitely spoke of your professionalism, but he’s also seen the way Nakamoto stared after you. Of the way his hand would often touch your waist when walking together. Even now, as he hears you apologize through the phone again as you get ready for your “date” with him he can’t help this heart feel heavy with anger. Anger at himself, for letting you slip away once more. He usually hopes for nothing but the best for you, but this time, he wishes you had an awful dinner.

Sorry I'm an anti-romantic, I don't believe in romance

I'm afraid that after burning my whole heart, It will only leave behind ashes

Throughout the entire dinner, you can’t seem to get Jae out of your mind. It keeps you from enjoying the delicious food, keeps you from keeping your usual banter with Nakamoto.

You’re about to call it a night and thank Nakamoto for inviting you out when he beats you to it, “damn, I was hoping this might be a good break from the usual overtime we do, but something tells me your mind has been elsewhere,” he offers good naturedly, “I know it’s valentine’s, so maybe this is why we feel so awkward, right?”.

You grimace a bit at that, “ah—I’m sorry. I really am grateful for the way you look after me in the company and I’m also thankful for this lovely dinner,” you stop a bit, afraid you might offend him, “I agreed to come out tonight, so no need to feel awkward.” You offer a smile.

“Alright then. I guess you already have your sights on someone?” he prods. Should you be honest? There was no rule against dating outside your department, and you were pretty sure your new boss’s wife also worked within the company. “…I do. But I’m pretty sure they don’t feel the same way. It’s been so long since we’ve known each other. Surely if something were to have happened, it would have by now.” You were loosening up, definitely the wine’s fault.

Nakamoto sighs at that, “damn, and here I thought I could woo you after this,” he winks jokingly but you laugh him off. You knew he didn’t care for you that way. “I really hope you’re talking about the guy you always eat lunch with. I swear everyone thought you guys were married when you were released from training.”

“What?! No, I—we’ve been friends since we were children—”

“Aha! So it was him then,” he smirks. “Good.”

You groan, “Please, no.”

“What, it’s not him? You sure about that?”

“I will neither confirm nor deny that statement,” you groan. Why were you discussing your love life? You push the wine away and take a sip of your water.

“Hmm. That’s too bad. Could have sworn that guy was after you.” He stands up. “But fine, I’ll stop prodding.”

You sigh in relief—“for now.” You groan. “What do you even mean by that? You don’t even know him. Or me, or at least personally at least.”

“Mmm, I don’t have to. Some things you just know. Like how he wishes I was six feet under every time we run across him at work,” he sobers up at that. “He seemed like a cool dude, but his glare isn’t too friendly. I don’t know how you fell for that.”

You scoff, “just because someone has a resting bitch face doesn’t mean they’re a bad person.”

You both make your way to the underground parking. “You’re right, it just makes them unapproachable. Is that why you won’t confess?” His genuine tone rubs you the wrong way, you don’t need be given false hope.

“Stop it, you said you would drop it,” you frown, “Anyways, thank you for the food boss—”

“—not your boss anymore. Just call me Yuta, we’re partners now.”

“Aren’t you two years older than me?”

“And?”

You shrug at that, “well, thanks Yuta. For the food, not for the interrogation.” He chuckles at that, nodding while pulling out his car keys. “see you Monday!” he waves you off.

You sigh as you get home. It wasn’t as late as you thought it was, only a few minutes past nine. You really wanted to see him. Would he be busy?

You fish out your phone and dial his number before chickening out.

“Hello?”

“Jae! It’s me. Are you busy right now?” your heartbeat is pounding so loud, you’re scared he could hear it on the other end. “Right now?” you hear shuffling on the other end, “no, I was just reading that book Jungwoo sent me. Might have dozed off a bit into it but don’t tell him I said that,” he chuckles.

“Why, is everything ok? It’s still early, did you end dinner that fast?”

“Oh, Yuta and I called it a night pretty early. Too many couples were out and about and it got a bit awkward,” you explained.

“Yuta?”

“Ah, yes. Yuta Nakamoto, but now that we’re associates, he said it would be better to address him less formally.” You waive him off, “actually, I was wondering—if it’s not too late, can I still come over? If not, that’s cool. We can still hang out tomorrow, but your birthday is today and I thought—”

He laughs at your rambles, “of course you can come over, you know you don’t have to ask. How many times have I told you that?”

“Ok, ok. Just checking,” you still had your comfy change of clothes in your car, so you opt to save those for tomorrow and change into something causal for tonight.

“Do you want me to go get you? We can get ice cream on the way, hopefully they don’t close early.”

“Sounds like a plan then,” curse your heart for melting at everything he says.

“Alright, give me 15 and I’ll be there.” He hangs up.

You look at your bag, resting on your sofa and you sigh. The entire night, it’s almost as if you could feel the weight of his gift weighing it down. Yuta is known for being very observant, it’s why he was so good at his job. Closing deals and making contracts in advertisement. Would he be right about this? You know you desperately wish he was, but is it worth risking your best friend?

EndNote | Woooow, that was a longass ride. Let me know if you liked it or if there are other typos I missed! Or just to let me know what you thought, that would be much appreciated. I'm thinking of finishing it by Sunday 6/13, so hopefully the next part is up by then. Until then!

Here's Part 2!

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The Freedom of Expression Ep 58 - [NSFW] The truth behind the DIR EN GERY misprint, and a mysterious voice...

K: Hi, this is Dir en grey's Kaoru, with this week's episode of the Freedom of Expression. Joe, Tasai, welcome...Um..

T: Ah!

J: What is it?

T: No way!

K: Its 'Young Jump'

J: Ah, Young Jump.

K: I think you already know about this, but we put an ad on it like this *shows back page*.

J: Oh, looks great!

T: Yeah, it does. Very impactful.

K: Its good, isn't it?

T: Yeah, great impact.

K: There's something a bit odd about it.

J: Haha

T: Huh? Where?

J: Eh? Something odd?

K: Yeah, its a bit strange. There's a bit of a mistake.

J: Is the kanji for Oboro correct?

K: Yeh, and this is right, about the release on the 28th of April.

J: And Wenesday is correct, right?

K: Yeah, and the explosion screening schedule is ok.

T: Yeah, it is.

K: The ticket price info is also all fine.

J: Yep.

K: After that there's only this bottom section.

J:Yeah.

T: DIR EN...

T, J: GERY, haha.

J: Has a new band formed?

K: We screwed up.

J, T: Hahaha

K: Its hard to believe, right?

J: Incredible. I did not expect this..Dir en gery.

T: I thought it was like a trick or something.

J: Oh, to make it go viral or..?

T: Yeah, going with Dir en gery.

J: Kaoru, what was it?

T: We'll find out about it here.

K: It was a total mistake.

J, T: Hahaha

J: Seriously? Eh? Really?

K: Yeah.

T: Does that mean it was done on a hurry, if its a seroius mistake?

K: Yeah, I guess so.

J: Well, Tasai, you work for a newspaper, and I also work for Rolling Stone, so we understand this, but our work is handed in for checking, you know, proof-reading. And they do spot mistakes, but honestly, I have never seen mistake of this size before.

T: Yeh. This is at the level of 'accident'. However, there is a case for saying that we cannot attack this. What I mean by that is that we too make mistakes.

J: Yes, thats true. There is that. Well, this goes for magazines etc too, but if you do proof-reading within the organization, for example, if the writer writes an article, the editor will proof-read it, and they may intend to, but if everyone is really busy with loads of other work, they will run out of time. Then they will get it checked by an external proof-reader. Even then there are sometimes still typos left over.

T: Yeah, there are.

J: There are, right? Human error happens.

T: Yeah, like if I misspell a name or something, I can correct it on the digital version, but on paper it appears on every copy out there.

J: Yeah..

K: But like this?!

J: Yeah, we say this, but we've never seen a typo this bad. Like, I've mistaken small details in names and stuff before.

K: Yeah, like Young Jump becoming Young JumP, right?

J, T: Yeh, haha.

K: Not like this! *points to 'GERY'*

J: Haha, this is...

*Sound of strange voice occurs in background - On screen text: 'What was that voice?! One more time.. (Clip of strange voice re-plays) No-one during the filming heard this. Its a mystery voice'*

J: Tell us what happened?

T: Yeah, lets ask.

K: Um, we had the design made, and the designer made the regular logo and put it down here in this fixed spot, so it looked as if the logo was done, even though there was a mistake in it. At the time, I wasn't looking at the band name, I was looking at the overall design, and ths impact it had. Like this image of Kyo from RokumaykanGIG. My eyes were drawn to the best parts of the design. It wasn't really designed to emphasize the band name. Its designed to showcase this top part, so I, like, didn't see it. Die didn't even see it, and he normally checks these really carefully. Even if we miss something, he normally spots it straight away. 

J: Ah, even Die didn't notice it! ???*1

K: Yeah. We were too busy checking that there were no mistakes in the tour schedule.

J: Yeah.

K: But the information is all correct, so if its just the band name with a mistake, well, maybe its ok.

T: This could become a really rare item in time to come.

J: Yeah, cause there isn't gonna be a misspelling with Dir en grey again after this. That point will be strengthened.

K: Not for a while yeah. A long time ago, we had a single out called 'Filth', and there was a mistake in the title of the song on the cover jacket.

T: Eh? So this is the second time this has happened to you?

K: Well...yeh.

T: Hahaha

K: Well, we occasionally make small mistakes *2, but...

T: This is big.

J: Can I suggest something? Good things come in threes.

K: Ah, terrible.

J: So there will be a third time to come, imagine it, it could be both the title and the band name with a mistake.

T: Hahaha

K: Well, what can I do about it now? If you buy the single 'Filth' even now, its still like that. So filth is spelled f-i-l-h..huh? h-f...um, it's..

T: ..t-h

K: f-i-l-t-h, but the i became f, I mean h. So because there were two h's I realised the mistake. If there really is only one h, it could be that they just made the letters look in that style, but they look the same to me.

T: Ehh? I want to line Filth up next to this magazine.

J: Yeah

J, K: Hahaha

T: Don't you have it here? Filth?

K: We do.

T: Lets put them out together!

K: When I saw this (*Young Jump*) though, well, I thought it was quite rare*3, it could become a talking point. If you take a bad thing in a smooth way, someone will notice, so I thought we could just go with it.

J: Brilliant!

K: And then I posted on Twitter, like 'Ooops'. And that was a photo of the actual magazine, so it really was like 'ooops'.

T: As soon as I saw your Tweet, I was like 'Huh?!' and I went to the convenience store and bought it. haha

J: Well, in that sense it is a rare item

T: Can we decide on the correct reading for this? How would you say it?

K: Ge-ri?

J: Dir en gery (ge-ri).

K: jeri? geri?

J: geri? jeri?

T: gari?

J: Its geri, right? Well, jeri is like..

K: In the basic form its geri, right?

J: Yeah. jeri might have to be 'Gerry' with two r's.  Which is best Dir en jeri or Dir en geri?

T: Should we decide? Even though it doesn't really matter.

J: Yeah

J: Dir en geri sounds like a struggling country rock artist or something, haha. Dir en jeri has jellyfish vibes.

T: The official name: Dir en Gery (jeri). haha.

J: I want you guys to do a joke live show as Dir en gery. You could switch parts, like Kaoru, you could be on drums.

K: Ah, but we did kinda do that once, we changed parts on stage. I just made a load of noise.

J: Ahh, so you could do that as Dir en gery somewhere officially and play one song.

T: Ahh, thats a good idea.

J: Do a cover or something.

T: You could do ???*4

K: Er, no. haha.

J: Haha, this will getting bigger and bigger.

T: But I heard recently at the MeguroRokumaykanGIG screening, Kyo said  that Toshiya used to play guitar a long time ago.

K: He was playing guitar the first time we saw him playing in a band...well, I don't know if he was playing it, or just waving it around a lot.

T: Yeah, Kyo said the stage was going wild.

K: Yeah, he wasn't playing.

J: So, when you guys switched instruments on stage, what did you do Kaoru?

K: Drums.

J: Oh, drums?

K: Thats the one I wanna try out the most.

J: So if you guys played as Dir en gery, Kaoru, you would be..?

T: Drums?

K:...Nah....*imitates playing the castanets*

J: Tambourine? Oh, castanets? So, it doesn't necessarily have to be the same instruments you play at the moment?

K: Yeah. As long as we play as a proper band.

J: Yeah, so Kyo could play the recorder..

T: Someone could hit the ???*5

J: Yeah, yeah. Oh, that would be good.

*The single Filth gets passed over*

K: I'll just get it out.

*K shows cover jacket to J*

J: Oh, here, right?

K: Can you see, there are two h's.

J: Yes. I see.

*K shows it to T*

J: The first h is a typo?

K: Yeah.

T: Its a bit difficult to spot though.

K: We didn't even notice, we thought it was just the design.

J: Yeah. Put them together now.

*K puts magazine and CD together*

J, T: Hahaha

K: By the way, it was the same person who designed both of these.

J, T: Haha

K: When he saw it he was so pained.

T: Its ok, ???*6

J: Ahh, well, it can't be helped though.

*On screen note: Again? (weird voice appears)*

J: Even if there is a spelling mistake, its conveying the atmosphere that is the main thing.

K: Yeah, thats the emphasis.

J: But on the other hand, you could say that as soon as 'Dir' appears, people recognise it as Dir en grey, even with this kind of misspelling. The name is that well know.

T: Hmm, yeh

K: Hm, well, yeh, if you look at it up to here. But for us, its impossible.

J: Well, I guess yeah. It goes for Rolling Stones too. For example, if the last n in Rolling Stones became an m, you wouldn't immediately spot it. If it came up all of a sudden, you would just think 'Ah, the Stones'. It's that kind of name recognition. You could see it in that way. But I didn't know it was the same designer who did it both times.

K: Our boss was pretty mad about it.

J, T: Hahaha

J: Really? I see.

K: He couldn't believe it.

J: Well, yeah. Its also the most important part.

T: Well, yeah, and cause its already in circulation.

J: Yeah. Well, everyone can keep it as a treasure.

K: Where's Kami?

J: Yeah, isn't he here?

Kami: Oh, Im here, I was just listening the whole time. People make mistakes, right?

T: They do.

Kami: This is just a mistake. So its wrong to point blame.

T, J: Yes.

J: Kami, have you made a mistake recently or something?

Kami: Im always making mistakes, and always getting into trouble.

J, T: Haha

Kami: As soon as you've made a mistake, it hurts, right?

T: Yeah, I know that feeling.

Kami: Yeah.

J: Yeah, the person who made the mistake knows it, you don't have to tell them.

T: Yeah, that hurts the most.

Kami: I bet if you made a mistake like this though, you'd get into big trouble.

T, K: Haha

Kami: I think you really would.

T: Well, heh, yeah. But if even Die overlooked this..its like a demon interferred..

J: Yeah, unbelievable.

K: But, anyway, Im taking it in a good way. Well, I mean, it's not good to take just any old thing in a positive way, but....its a bit like those remarks by Mori that we discussed recently.

J: Oh yeah.

K: Like how to move on with it.

J: Yeah, we can learn from that.

K: Yeah.

*Sound cuts out. On screen note: Suddenly, we were unable to record to voices. Was it linked to that sound we heard earlier?*

K: Um, the sound..

J: It seems as if the sound went off.

T: I wonder whether its to do with what we just talked about?

K: What, like, 'Stop this conversation?'

J: Haha, like from ths designer's perspective...'Please stop it!'

T: Haha, yeah, 'Please!'

J: So, what about the Oboro single?

K: So, we're at the last stage, just the mastering, and a little more discussion, and we're about finished. And then the packaging. Well, there's just a little bit longer till the 28th, about another month.

J: Well, Im looking forward to it.

K: Ok, lets finish here for this week. Thank you.

*On screen note: The voice that no-one, including the staff, heard during recording was recorded into the mic data.*

*1,4,5,6 Couldn't catch

*2, 3 Not entirely sure

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[meltwonu]

| 🍒 CH-CH-CHERRY BOMB! 🍒 |     [CHAPTER 12]

pairing; dom!seungcheol x camgirl!reader

this chapter’s notes; camshow, sex toys, overstimulation, tiniest mentions of daddy!kink, a lil bit of a filler chapter!, this is the most btsvt chapter that it’ll ever get so i’m sorry if you dont like that!! 😭😭, a bit of a lighthearted chapter too tbh to ease everyone back into cherry bomb! 💕 I know its been like two fuckin weeks since the last update which is honestly insane to me! I almost couldnt remember where we even left off lmao kdjfhds 😩💕💕 Thank you for being so patient with me and waiting it out while we had two weeks of Monster Mash! Starting Monday, I’m gonna be going back to my normal posting schedule! 💕 have a great rest of the weekend, yall! 🍒 

chapters; 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - ?

“Wait, seriously? You want to work here? But--but I thought you were from out of town?”

Jun’s eyes light up with excitement; fingertips crushing the resume you passed to him moments prior. “Um, well, there was a change of plans… and I’d really like to work somewhere where I have a friend! If you guys are still hiring, that is...” You reply back meekly.

It’d taken you all morning to write up a resume, blushing a little when you realize most of your income had been from camming. It’d also made you pause for a moment when you realized that it meant Jun would also know your real name too; as well as everyone who came through the diner and all of your coworkers.

“Yeah, of course! I, um, just give me a second to pass this to my manager, okay? I’ll be sure to put in a good word!” Jun shoots you a wink before he turns to leave.

You take the opportunity to sit down at a nearby booth, fishing for your phone to text Seungcheol.

‘I think I might be getting the job!!’

cheollie ✨: oh? Not that I doubted you, but is it confirmed already?

‘Mm… Jun is trying to put in a word for me! But I’m confident!’

cheollie ���: thats my baby ;)

You hear someone call your name hesitantly, only to find Jun standing a few feet away looking at you sheepishly. “Um, sorry, your name’s on the resume so I figured…”

“Oh! Yeah, it’s fine!” You awkwardly giggle. “I figured writing ‘Cherry’ as my name wouldn’t be too smart when you need to cross-reference my ID if I get the job.” Jun laughs as he takes the seat across from you in the booth, papers in hand.

“Well, I convinced my manager to let me interview you. Told him that if we’d be workin’ together that I’d want to scope you out for myself! He bought it, can you believe it!?” Grinning, he sets your crumpled resume down next to a small stack of papers. “I don’t doubt you’d pull your weight around here but I do have to ask… Why here of all places? I thought your, uh, other job was enough? Or I guess I assumed...” You bite your lip, flip-flopping on whether or not you wanted to let him know exactly what happened that led to your sudden decision.

“Um… There were just some big life changes I had to make on the fly and I’ll be living around here now! I’m trying out some new things… I also figured if I worked with you, then you’d know my schedule the best too! And you seem like a really nice and cool guy.”

Jun nods, smiling back at you.

“You got that right!”

“You’re seriously going to start working there?” Jeongguk raises a brow, cables in hand as he sets up the extra PC in his streaming room. “And the guy working there knows you? That doesn’t bother you?”

Seungcheol laughs under his breath, “Yeah and he knows me now too. And knows I’d kick his ass if he tried anything.” You pout from your place in the expensive gaming chair; eyes focused on Jeongguk who shimmies under the desk to start plugging in the cables.

“Well, yeah he does know me, but he’s also one of my regulars and knows the schedules I’ll need, so I think we can trust him!” They both nod and Seungcheol is quick to cross the small room until he’s right behind you.

“He seems like a nice guy though, I don’t think we have to worry.”

Jeongguk slides out from underneath the desk, dusting off his pants as he stands. “And if he does end up being a weirdo, there’s always a place for you at the roller rink!”

Seungcheol rolls his eyes, hands gripping onto the backrest of the chair.

“No.”

“Hey guys, welcome back to Golden Closet Gaming! I’m JK, your regular host! Today, we have a suuuper special guest! Why don’t you introduce yourself, pretty lady~”

You take a deep breath as you lean in close to the mic; somewhat nervous and a little out of your usual element. “Hi everyone~ I’m Cherry! Some of you may know me from, um, the other side of the streaming-sphere but I’m joining my friend today in hopes of boosting our channels together and having a ‘lil bit of fun!!”

Seungcheol sits at the side as he watches the two of you; a small smile painted on his lips at the way the two of you seem to fall into your characters easily despite the somewhat different platforms and influx of different viewers.

The sound of donations and comments pour in a lot quicker than Jeongguk, himself, is used to; eyes wide and eyebrows raised as he pauses to watch them flood the screen.

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

xcaliburDK has donated $100

sleepy_wonu: never thought i’d be donating here but here we are

xcaliburDK: i was always a silent watcher but u kno i had to donate for my favorite girl!

seokGENIE: i feel like i’m entitled to something for taking your shift so i wont be donating, sorry pretty girl

j__min: can’t believe this kid got a collab with you before i did :(

j__min has donated $200

dtsug__a: i dont normally watch streams either but im curious

Jeongguk laughs, still in disbelief as the donations continue to pour in from a combination of your viewers and his. He always made a decent amount from his viewers but he couldn’t deny the pull you had from your viewers as well. “Wow, um okay, my donations are adding up a lot quicker than they usually do. That’s… Hey, whaddya say to streaming with me regularly?” He jokes. 

A shy laugh bubbles up your throat; ears and cheeks burning hot at the idea. You had never collabed with any other streamer before and despite your initial hesitance and unsureness, you too, were shocked to find how well the two of you were doing without your usual content.

“Erm, I’m not very good at gaming though… I don’t think your viewers would like it very much...”

seokGENIE: thats ok jk sucks at gaming too, it wouldnt be too different

j__min: lmao fkjdhf

dtsug__a: does he get roasted often on this channel? If so i’ll be tuning in more often

dtsug__a has donated $100

dtsug__a: for your troubles, pretty gal

“On second thought, let’s let this be a special occasion, huh? Maybe collabs for the holiday, Cherry?” Jeongguk grumbles and Seungcheol has to bite his lip to keep in his laughs from his side of the small room. You start to feel more and more comfortable at the lighthearted atmosphere; tucking a stray hair behind your ear before you lean in towards the mic again.

“Ah! Speaking of, don’t forget to tune into my camshow tomorrow~! JK and I will be gaming on there as well but… with some added fun to match my channel~! 21 and over only~” You blink at the computer screen, still a little unused to the idea that you weren’t technically being filmed. Although, it was a nice change for once; not needing to be all done up for a show and simply just talking to your viewers and reading comments.

sleepy_wonu: is dom daddy gonna be on the show too?

“Dom daddy? Oh you mean Se---”

“Yes! Kind of!” You cut off, laughing nervously. Nobody knew Seungcheol’s name except for Jun and you were trying to keep as much of him private as possible, until he was ready. “In a sense, he’ll be there! You guys will just have to tune in to find out!”

Jeongguk laughs into his own mic, scooting in closer to his desk as he loads up the game.

“I think that’s enough chatting for now, huh? Let’s get started! Tonight we’ll be playing Phasmophobia! We’ll be playing something more lighthearted on Cherry’s channel, as she requested. So tonight we’ll be playing something I picked out. You ready, baby?”

Seungcheol narrows his eyes, quietly taking a sip of his water.

“Ready when you are!”

“I gotta say, sweetheart, for someone who doesn’t play video games too often, you’re not too bad.” Seungcheol comments, nodding his head in amazement as the three of you exit Jeongguk’s PC room. He’d had a hard time keeping in his laughs as he watched from the side and he had to admit, you were even cuter when you were outside of your usual element.

“I have to agree with hyung, but maybe it was also the adrenaline and screaming that kept you goin’.”

The two males share a laugh as you pout and plop down onto Jeongguk’s living room sofa. “Hey, how were the numbers for tonight, by the way?” You ask quietly.

“Honestly? I think we made almost triple of what my channel usually sees. I know I don’t really make a ton off of my streams since I don’t really do anything, like, crazy but shit… Even I’m shocked at how much we made.”

Seungcheol’s lip ease into a smirk; Jeongguk really had no idea how much the two of you had made off of a couple videos alone.

“We still have one more stream to do and then we can just pool up the money and split it down the middle!”  

Jeongguk nods, stretching as he sits himself down onto the other end of the sofa. “I’ll bring my spare PC stuff so we can set up a little early tomorrow, if that’s cool with you two? Maybe have some food before we get started too ‘cause god knows I’m gonna be starving.” You look to Seungcheol who nods and checks his phone for the time.

“Yeah, we need to set up the cameras and lighting a little differently too so we’ll probably start earlier. Just text me before you drive over so we know when to expect you.”

You yawn next to Jeongguk; adrenaline having worn off as the tiredness finally sets in. “It’s so weird, usually I’m only just starting my stream right around this time but I’m so exhausted now...” Seungcheol’s eyes from cute crescents as he smiles down at you, stepping closer as he goes in to smooth down your hair.

“You really were screaming a lot, to be fair. How about we head home and you can sleep in the car?”

“Okay~”

Seungcheol lets you sleep in on Saturday morning, watching as your chest rises and falls with soft breaths.

He takes a moment to think over the last few weeks of his life and he can’t help the disbelieving expression that crosses his features when he realizes just how much had changed over the course of just weeks.

When the two of you had met, he wasn’t expecting much. He expected the two of you to hang out for a few days before you went home and forgot he even existed outside of your camshows and the comments section. But now that so much had happened between the two of you, Seungcheol felt a deeper connection to you and felt the need to protect you even moreso than ever.

He sees you shift slightly, sleepy eyes blinking open as you peer up at him. “Good morning, sweetheart.”

“Mm… g’morning ‘cheol…”

You grimace sleepily at how hoarse your voice sounds, “Ew, I sound so… gross.”

Seungcheol moves to get out of bed, leaning in to kiss your forehead before he shuffles towards the bathroom. “I’m going to wash up but you can stay in bed if you like. I’ll make you some tea for your throat, okay? We have a long day ahead of us and I don’t think you wanna sound like that later tonight.”

Nodding sleepily, you lay back down as you yawn and let the sleep take over once again.

“Are you really sure ‘bout this?” Jeongguk takes a bite of his pizza as he watches Seungcheol pull the desk closer to the bed.

“What do you mean?” You ask; readjusting the light that was closest to the younger male. “Like, I dunno, I’ve never been on a cam show like this so… I mean do I have to do anything different?” You laugh lightly as you go in to pat Jeongguk on the shoulder.

“No, just be you. And we went over it already earlier, the only thing that’s different is going to be me! No weird tricks or anything, I promise.”

Seungcheol places another monitor on the tabletop, grunting as he goes. “Yeah, and in all honesty, I would hate to have to watch you get off, ‘Guk.”

“Oh shut up, hyung. You say that like I don’t know what you’re packin’ under those sweats. I think it’d only be fair! Just two bros getting to know each other.” Seungcheol pretends to gag just as you double over in laughter. “No, absolutely not, ‘Guk. And also, nobody told you to watch those videos!”

Jeongguk pauses, lips pressing into a firm line. “You right, you right…”

You leave to get changed just as Jeongguk starts to help Seungcheol set up the last few bits of equipment. He leans in close to the older male, eyes glancing around the space to make sure you were completely out of earshot. “Hey, hyung, honest question.”

“Sure.”

“Are you really okay with all this?” Confusion crosses Seungcheol’s features as he raises an eyebrow at the younger male. “What’s ‘this’ exactly, ‘Guk?”

“Y’know, her living here and you camming all of a sudden, among everything else really… And the question if you’re in love with her which, by the way, we still all know that you are.”

A blush coats Seungcheol’s skin, fingertips almost losing grip of the camera he was about to mount to the desktop. “Listen, yes, okay, I do… like her a lot. But she’s going through a lot right now too and I don’t want to freak her out either. There’s a lot of life changes we’re going through so I’m just going to ...wait.”

“You’re a good man, hyung.”

“Hi everyone!”

You wave to the camera, winking and blowing a kiss to the camera propped up between the two monitors on the table. “I know, this setup is a little wild and not my normal but this is part two of my collaboration with Golden Closet Gaming! Do you want to introduce yourself to those who missed our other stream?” You turn to Jeongguk who nods; this time a little nervous as he stares directly into the camera.

He’d said he was okay with being filmed since he wasn’t actually part of any sexual acts, but he still found himself a little camerashy now that the two of you were live.

Seungcheol sat directly behind the monitors and cameras; his phone open to your cam show to watch from a different angle.

“Ah, hello! I’m JK of Golden Closet Gaming! I’m a friend of Cherry’s and no we won’t be fuckin’.” Jeongguk ends with an innocent smile that has you holding back your laughter.

therealchan99: i dont think dom.cheol would like that very much anyway

universe_WZ has donated $100

universe_WZ: unless he’s into watching

dom.cheol: no

alphagyu97: oh shit hes back

angelhan: huh, so hes not there?

“Oh, he is! He’s behind the camera~” You gesture beyond the camera to where Seungcheol sits and he leans over to quickly wave upside down in front of the camera to prove his existence.

j__min: ah, of course~ we know your daddy would never let you play with anyone else~

j__min: he likes you too much ;)

emerald.tae: oh? also hi new watcher!!!

emerald.tae: ur videos were great!!

emerald.tae has donated $200

therealchan99: im gonna need to start fighting ppl for ur attention i swear

gentleman_josh95: implying u had it

chwenon: yooooooo lmao

“You guuuuys, be nice! Just for that, I’m gonna be sending you a special private pic, okay ‘therealchan99’? You guys pick on him too much!” You pout.

therealchan99: hahaahhAHhhahaHAAHAA FUCKIN LOSERS SUCK ON THAT

tangerine_kwan: bruh

chwenon: damn guess we should can it

You respond to a few more comments as Jeongguk sits by and watches the way you interact with your viewers. He also takes note that you had a donation minimum before you started actually doing anything on your channel and that you’d already hit it pretty quickly.

“Okay! I think we should start now, huh? Oh, I should explain what’s going on!” You giggle cutely, settling into your space on the bed. “So JK and I will be playing this stilt man game! We have to get our character to the finish line without falling or the level restarts! JK has to get to level 30 and I have to get to level 20 and whoever reaches their goal first, wins!”

“I have a higher level to reach ‘cause our skillsets are different and we all know I’d smoke her if we both had to reach the same level.” Jeongguk grins.

seokGENIE: sure

seokGENIE has donated $69

sleepy_wonu has donated $100

hoshi_tiger_xx has donated $100

“And the reason why ‘dom.cheol’ is behind the camera is because...” You pause, eyes twinkling with playfulness as you stare directly into the lens. “In order to get me to do my best, he’ll be controlling a special toy I’m wearing~ Hehe, if my character falls, he’ll raise the vibration setting each time as punishment and leave it on until I cum…”

“Which we are assuming will be a lot. Unfortunately, no medic on standby.” Jeongguk jokes. Seungcheol rolls his eyes as he laughs from behind the camera.

“We have a safeword, don’t we, sweetheart?” You nod in response, “Mmhmm!”

“Let’s get it!”

It takes all of four stages before your character falls for the first time.

Seungcheol turns the vibrating panties on and you immediately jolt as you try to keep your character upright on screen. “Oh, f-fuck!”

kitty_junjun: uh ohhhh it begins

artist8hao: i don’t think she’s gonna last.. babygirl is so sensitive, she’ll probably cum soon

xcaliburDK: i’m giving it until level 6 before she cums

emerald.tae: oh are we placing bets

“Noooo~ Don’t place bets on me, I’m weak!” You whine; already squirming as the vibrations attack your clit. Seungcheol grins from in front of you as Jeongguk laughs from your side, already on level 7 on his own screen.

You had to admit, it was a little weird for someone else to be in the room with you while Seungcheol basically used a toy on you, but the younger male seemed to not care about it at all. Although, he had already seen most of you and Seungcheol at this point.

Your fingertips are shaky on the keyboard and computer mouse; already fearing the way Seungcheol’s eyes almost become darker the longer you struggle.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart? Is the game too hard?”

“A-ah, n--no, it’s not that b-bad…” Squirming, you grind down a little harder onto the bed just as your character falls on screen and Seungcheol raises the setting to the second highest in the blink of an eye. “Ngh, fuh---fuck!”

“Uh oh~ Should I slow down to let you catch up?” Jeongguk teases.

“N-no, I can beat y-you!”

The donations and comments pour in as you struggle to keep your calm and get your character to the finish line; letting out a sigh of relief as you finally enter the fifth level. You let out a choked sob as you already feel your panties starting to stick to you like a second skin from how wet you were getting and Seungcheol can’t help but chuckle.

“You know, you’re technically allowed to cum whenever you want. It’ll just… slow you down, is all.” Grinning, he watches as you look beyond the camera towards him as you pout.

“But I--I wanna win!” You cry; palms clammy as you try to rush through the fifth stage, only for your character to fall almost immediately. “Nooo~”

Seungcheol clicks the vibrator to its highest setting and your body goes rigid as the vibrations wreck your body. You start to grind against the toy as you chase your orgasm and forget about the game almost completely. In a perfect world, Seungcheol would have his cock snug between your walls, but instead you clench around emptiness as you crave his cock.

artist8hao: ah shes already cumming lol

seokGENIE: on level 5? Fuck

universe_WZ: her cute lil cunt cant take it, poor babygirl

seokGENIE has donated $50

emerald.tae has donated $75

alphagyu97: cum baby, u kno u wanna

alphagyu97 has donated $75

A small choked whine is all you can manage before you do cum; eyes clamped shut and fingers wrapped tight around the computer mouse as the waves of pleasure crash down onto your body. Donations and comments flood the side of the screen from a combination of your viewers and Jeongguk’s as they watch your face contort in pleasure.

“Ah, sweetheart, you’re really falling behind~ JK is going through the stages so quickly while you’re sitting there cumming~” Seungcheol teases. He licks his lips, simultaneously wishing you were sitting on his cock while you played your game.

That’d have to be for another time, he thinks.

It takes a second for Seungcheol to turn the toy off and your body immediately slumps forward as you catch your breath. “Ngh, d-damn it…” You grimace when you re-adjust yourself and find your panties soaking wet.

“I’m already on level 17, babe. You gotta catch up!”

You can only groan in response, flexing your clammy fingers before you try to focus on your own screen again.

kitty_junjun: oho looks like our princess is focused now

tangerine_kwan: u got this baby

j__min: show ‘em who’s boss, babygirl

You tune out the sounds of the comments and donations as you manage to get yourself to level eight without falling, but level nine proves to be just a little too hard as your character falls and Seungcheol turns the vibrator back on to its lowest setting again.

“Be careful, baby. Wouldn’t want to fall behind again would you?”

Seungcheol feels his cock throbbing in his sweats as he watches you bite your lip. And for the first time all night, he wishes that Jeongguk would just win and go home so that he could have his own private time with you.

“I’m on level 22 already. D’you think she can even catch up?” Jeongguk teases. He spares you a side glance, taking in your form slumped closer to the table as you try to fight the vibrations.

Your body was already extremely sensitive from your first orgasm and you quickly losing your confidence as you struggled to keep your character upright. If you came even just one more time, there was no way that you’d be able to beat Jeongguk with how quickly he was going through the stages.

therealchan99: she’s cumming just as quickly as JK is getting thru the stages hfdsf

gentleman_josh95: shes so cute when she cums tho

angelhan has donated $50

angelhan: thats the real prize angel

“T-thank you…” You whimper out, fingertips twitching against the keyboard and mouse as you focus your attention to the game to the best of your ability. 

You manage to get to level ten with no more issues just as Jeongguk gets to level 25 and you let out an exasperated sigh as your character falls over again. “Uh oh~ I think I’m gonna win!” Jeongguk cheers; giddiness washing over him as he works to get to the end. 

“Nooo~ That’s n-not, ah, fair!” Whining, you grip the mouse tighter as Seungcheol raises the setting on the toy again, watching as you rub your thighs together at the feeling. 

hoshi_tiger_xx: sadly nothings fair in the gaming world babe

hoshi_tiger_xx has donated $50

dtsug__a has donated $50

dtsug__a: cute for thinkin so tho 

“I don’t th--think I can, hah, c-catch up...” You moan. Your character on screen falls over one more time and all you hear is Seungcheol’s small ‘tsk’ under his breath as he sets the vibrator to the highest setting and leaves it there. 

It doesn’t take long before the vibrations prove to be too much for you and you let go of the keyboard and computer mouse as your hands ball up into fists on top of the table. 

The pleasure washes over you in sharp pin pricks; small whines and whimpers falling from your lips as your eyes completely clamp shut. 

Jeongguk lets out a surprised noise at the way the donations and comments almost make the screen lag and for the first time, his character on screen falls over at his split second loss of focus. 

“Ah, fuh--fuck!” You start to squirm once the pleasure starts to bleed into overstimulation and Seungcheol is quick to respond, “You’re gonna cum one more time as punishment for giving up, sweetheart.” 

alphagyu97: ooo she's in troubleeee

gentleman_josh95: ahhh daddy still has to punish you after all 

seokGENIE: damn is this what this channels abt? this is hot 

artist8hao: babygirl always misbehaves

chwenon: she seems to like it too much 😏

dtsug__a: hooooo shit, thats hot 

“It’s n-not my f-fault, hah, JK is j-just good at g-gaming...” You mumble. 

Jeongguk manages to get to level 30 within the time you sit and grind against the toy; small noises of excitement falling from his lips as he cheers for himself!

“Aww, poor baby. Maybe you’ll focus a bit better next time, hmm?” 

You nod frantically as a small tear slips down your cheek and your lips part in a breathy moan. “God, I--I’m c--cumming!” 

Your body locks up, ears ringing as you cum one more time. Seungcheol wishes he could work you through it; hands massaging your skin as you take your pleasure or thrusting his cock into you as he chased his high with you. 

Instead he watches from across you as your body twitches as your face contorts in unadulterated bliss, licking his lips the entire time with images of what could’ve been dancing behind his eyelids. 

Jeongguk watches as the donations far surpass what the two of you made on his channel; brows disappearing into his poofy head of hair. “Wow, uh, y’all seem to really like it when she gets punished, huh?” He mutters under his breath. 

“Don’t you?” Seungcheol teases. 

“Truuuuue.” 

A garbled moan has both of their attention on you as you try to shy away from the toy still vibrating against your overly sensitive clit. “Ah, ‘m too sen--sensitive now...” You cry. 

Seungcheol turns the toy off completely as your chest heaves in deep breaths; pouting at the fact he wasn’t able to enter the camera frame to take care of you. 

Jeongguk grimaces slightly at the way your body sways in tiredness next to him, unsure of what to do next now that he’d won. 

“Haha, um, medic?” 

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[sour-n-salty-citrus]

Do you have any hopes for the season finale? I saw in another ask, you described the dynamic between rick and morty this season as "very weak, distant, and downright frankly boring" and I completely agree with you! I hope that, because this is most we'll see rick and morty interacting this season, it'll have at least a few moments of what makes their dynamic so interesting to watch.

(Ok i started airing my grievances with this season, which ended up being... long, so skip this paragraph (starting at / / /) to get to my thoughts on the finale)

Oh gosh I remember that ask (I think-). And yeah, maybe I'm being a bit overly critical. I'll probably look back on this season with retrospect, and a kinder, fonder view. Ik androgynousblackbox (think thats right) made a great point about it being the season FOR rickorty shippers. And sure, I agree on some bits, like Rick acting all pissy and partying the way you would if your ex got with someone new in the planetina ep. Overall though, i think my problem lies in that I was enjoying more individual moments than episodes themselves, especially the middle three. For example- Amortycan Grickfitti. Like, I really liked the idea of the Ship getting on a crazy adventure with Summer and Morty (and Chutback). I like the idea of a Beth-Jerry-Rick adventure. But put together, it's just kinda... meh? You know? I liked the first half of the Thanksgiving special... but it kinda dragged on after that. I get that they want to give other characters (particularly female ones) more attention, which is completely understandable and i encourage it(!) but I can't help but find it underwhelming. Like, Summer in the voltron ep was like- girl how are you STILL vying for Rick's attention! He's the worst! Haven't we done this already? (I will say though I ADORE how far Beth has come, props to her for continuing to seeing through her dad's BS. I was worried the character would relapse into a more typical s1/s2 Beth, and I'm glad she didn't). Some of these plots, funnily enough, seem more fitting of the comics (they actually had a voltron parody already). Fun and entertaining for two or three-something issues, not so much a 22 minute episode. i think most of my complaints come from the dynamic between our titular characters- ok, I know I'm very biased (I mean you can see it), but I came to the show primarily for their relationship. It doesn't even feel drama-fueled, just that they kinda... can't be arsed. I'm torn because on the one hand, they're unhealthily codependent and this separation is probably a good thing, but on the other... it doesn't feel natural? I'm not sure if that's the right word- it's like, season 4 had them practically joint at the hip, but all that's suddenly flung out the window. It just kinda feels like this "i got better things to do" vibe from both of them and its strange. The only time they both got a solo adventure (I'm classifying "solo" as an adventure where they spent a significantly large portion of time together, without the other family members) was in the sperm ep and Thanksgiving ep. And, well, in the Thanksgiving ep Morty felt like a side character in his own show, and the sperm ep... um. Yeah. I don't think it's AS bad as people were saying, but I was cringing the whole time (the second hand embarrassment for Morty was so strong I had to turn off the episode multiple times and return to it. It's just like- godammit MORTY). And I think there's good reason those two seemed to be the most disliked episodes overall. They're the ones RaM spend the most time together and it's... meh. Meh? Meh. I don't mean to say the season overall is bad (it has loads of good points, and its amazing for Smith family as a whole) just that if we're talking specifically about the dynamic between these two? Yeah, I wouldn't recommend a single episode from this season so far to use as an example of their relationship.

/ / /

There's one thing this season has been pretty good at, though. And it's showing us what happens when Rick is alone.

And that brings me to the finale.

"Who is Rick without Morty?"

Well... we already know the answer to that. Pathetic. Sad. Lonely.

This season has been phenomenal in humbling Rick. (And trust me I'm happy for it- every time someone beats the crap outta this shitty old man I'm like YES!!! IT'S WHAT HE DESERVES!). Ep 1 had his "nemesis" clearly besting him, ep 2 had Beth making constant digs (love her) and overall pointing out his extreme callousness and cruelty towards even himself(ves). Ep 3- when Morty shows interest in a girl and ditches him (like seriously it's not like he's moving out, chill) he immediately goes on a bender and develops a deep attachment to the first person he can (wearing yellow, funnily enough). Ep 4, he devotes himself to becoming an "honest man" for his new child, only for it to instantly be taken away from him. Ep 5 highlights how RICK is the asshole for making fun of and taking advantage of someone well-meaning and honest, if "simple", and how literally not cool that is. Ep 6 has his crazy rivalry with the president, and they both get smacked down a couple pegs for that. Ep 7 shows what happens when he allows himself to get carried away, and that he can end up driving everyone else away in the process (lucky they still wanted to save his ass when he needed them). And episode 8? Hooooo boy. Episode. 8. We see a direct parallel in Birdperson with Morty, and the whole "Rick and [insert] 100 years!" Rick has few people he cares about, arguably only one or two that he truly devotes himself to, but when he does, boy does he go HARD. We see younger Rick, optimistic, energetic, friendly and hopeful. And we see all of that crushed in minutes. Rick is desperate for a companion, someone to see the stars with. He needs someone there, someone he can trust and rely on to stay. Someone like Morty. So without Morty, who is Rick?

No one.

And the thing is, Morty doesn't need Rick anymore. Not like Rick needs him. In season 1, Morty was this bright-eyed kid who was new to the cosmos and the multiverse, who needed his grandpa there with him as they explored all these places together. But that's not him anymore. That's not them.

The promo has Morty using the portal gun to go somewhere w/o Rick's permission (i like to think it's boob world lol). It doesn't matter to me as much where he's going, as much as he's doing it alone. He doesn't just not need Rick there, he doesn't want him.

(Also correct me if im wrong but I've missed that sweet portal gun so much. I think the last ep was like- the first time this season we saw it).

Morty's response to Rick? "Replace me!". And wow. Wow. WOW. Morty doesn't give a FUCK! I think Rick thinks that because he's so smart, that he can offer so much, that Morty will come crawling back, and I don't think he will.

Hopes for the finale! Hmm. I mean, I definitely hope "evil" Morty makes a reappearance, haha. I think we all do tbh ;). I want to see some Morty development too, this season has been very Rick-centric (not that there's anything wrong with that!) so I wanna see what's in store for Our Boy. I really hope we get to see the Citadel again, and see the state it's in, but I doubt it. We know something super big is in store, it's just a question of what? Other hopes I have is some Summer + Beth action (please let them team up Im BEGGING) and Jerry too ahaha. I'd love if some other side characters made an appearance as well. Oh- I'm definitely expecting a dramatic cliffhanger at the end of the first half leading to the second half, with the kind of angsty music that leads into the credits (pls that shit is so good (OH WAIT imagine if it was like, for the damaged coda, but like- the chopin version or smth so it could be more subtle maybe bruhhhh)). Ok haha, maybe that's asking too much, the writers made it clear in the story train ep that they weren't gonna do that big dramatic showdown (... unless 👀). Oh, I'd also love some Premium Angst too, like someone getting kidnapped/nearly dying (like ACTUALLY nearly dying). These stakes better be so damn high I could spear a man on them! OH, also I remember androgynousblackbox (is that right? I hope it is) mentioned something along the lines that they could be driving Rick and Morty apart this season in order to have them come back together stronger than ever in an explosive finale, which, I'm strongly hoping for myself.

Thanks if you made it this far! If you have any thoughts on or hopes of your own for the finale please feel free to share! :D

#ohmygod im sorry #i rambled way too long #akdjsksaksn #someone needs to take this phone away #also AGAIN im not shitting on s5 as a whole i actually quite like it #its just the RaM dynamic thats lacking #but again that could be intention so ig we'll see #RaM #rick and morty #meta #? #long post #citrus speaks #oh wait i should probably tag to be safe #rickorty mention

[shimmershae]

So.  Thanks to my new anonymous friend, this is going to become a thing.

Shae’s thinky thoughts about the latest episode--Acheron:  Part 2--beneath a cut. 

Because spoilers, however vague they might be.  

Let’s be real here.  This is more a stream of consciousness than anything else so if that’s not your thing, you are most welcome to nope right on out of this post.  Trust me.  I’ll completely understand, lol.  Sometimes?  I wish I could nope right on out of my own brain and the way it operates.  

That said?  Without further ado--

Episode 2′s opening, though.  Maggie trapped with hungry Walkers converging?  It totally gives me Glenn under the dumpster vibes.  I don’t know if that was intentional or just happy coincidence but way to link Maggie to her dearly departed better half, show.  

Is it just me or has Father G had more OOMPH to him these last few seasons?  Again, I have to ask--Rosita’s influence or no?  Regardless, I bet Seth Gilliam is loving the job these days.  

Side note:  am I gonna have to go to bed early every Saturday night from now until the end just so I that I might be able to SEE?  Something?  Anything?  My curtains are flimsy-ass.  I admit it.  But this is more frustrating than TXF.  Angela, WTF?  

No, seriously.  It’s like complete guess work who’s in these subway scenes.  Some of that has to do with them being overly populated by redshirts and the rest of it has to do with me having to squint and turn sideways to make out their facial features. 

Look at Daryl busting through concrete walls!  Should I call him the Kool-Aid Man considering NR has once again allowed himself to be led right into a biased, shipper trap?  Hmm.  I might.  

Imagine seeking refuge in those dark, filthy subways.  Any second now I expect to hear the skittering of rats.  Will Dog lose his effing mind a la Divergence?  He’s been shown to go off half-cocked that way, lol.  Oh well.  Guess it’ll be in character if he does.  

Impressive graffiti storyboards.  Does it mean something that it immediately cuts to the Commonwealth storm troopers afterward?  Maybe.  Who really knows at this point?  They been trying to gaslight us forever.  

LOL at Princess yet again.  Yumiko is just like da fuq is this person?  

No, really.  LMAO.  “That was her.  From last night.  Did you see how she was looking at us?”  

Then you have Eugene, hahaha.  “Oh God.  Why did he tell off the big guy?”  Like the man is totally me in this type of situation.  Not even gonna lie.  

“That’s right.  We want to talk to the manager.”  

I literally cannot wait ‘til Carol and Daryl meet Princess.  Can.  Not.  Wait.  

How sad is that note on that $100 bill?  Small moment but it totally gives me Season 4 vibes when they were on their way to Terminus seeking sanctuary.  

Hmm.  Remember how that place wasn’t what they thought it was?  I’m sure neither is the Commonwealth.  But I feel like what’s left of Team Family is totally going to do Rick proud, lol, and prove they’re messing with the wrong people if they try something.  

Daryl, Man.  You gonna have to get a better handle on your headstrong Fur Son.  I wonder if Dog would listen better to his mama?  Things to ponder.  

Sounds like Miko has this group’s number.  Or does she?  

Princess and Eugene totally look like they’re waiting their turn for the Principal’s office, LOL.  

“Stop moving!  You’re taking my nerves over the edge to a proverbial 11 on a scale of 10.”  I feel you, Eugene.  I do.  Also you, Princess.  Two of the most relatable TWD characters right there, I’m telling you.  

Princess is me when I really, really, really have to pee.  TMI?  Sorry, lovelies.  LOL.  I just...she’s so relatable.  

LMAO.  “If that fine ass dude in the orange suit...”  Princess and Mercer incoming in 3-2-----

Princess’s excitement over the toilet paper=PRICELESS.  

Eugene, Man.  You desperately need to develop a poker face.  

There’s Daryl getting another cool camera shot.  Angela?  You playing favorites again?  

Carol’s claustrophobia could have never.  I bet that’s in the back of Pookie’s mind.  You can’t tell me it’s not because Carol lives in there rent-free.  

Ohhh.  Back to the subway car.  Looks like we got the Maggie redshirts leading the way.  First sacrificial “lambs”?  

Maggie pistol-whipping Negan was kinda deserved, but he wasn’t all wrong so.  

Damn.  I’m no Gage fan.  He can fuck all the way off for what he did to my baby Lydia.  But Maggie over there with ice in her veins.  

Yep.  I think the dude just got one of the most gruesome deaths in a while.  Yuck.  

I think Alden’s faith in Maggie definitely took several hits.  I feel like he kind of had her on some sort of pedestal dating back to Hilltop times.  Father G, though?  The man is continuing to show himself a SAVAGE MFer.  

Josh gives Eugene such believable tics and mannerisms.  He IS Eugene.  

Thank you, Maggie, for lighting that flare.  I could not see a damn thing.  

What are these bad memories Negan alludes to?  Hmm?  Him being a shit husband to Lucille back when he was still taking her for granted?  

Father G on Gage’s Walker--”All that is, is a shell of a man, who died a coward.”  Kind of ironic considering Father G’s own origins, huh?  Has he any warmth in there for anybody but Rosita and Coco?  Does he equate it with weakness?  

“There are worse ways.”  And Maggie proceeds to paint us a horror story with mere words.  

Dark Maggie really surpasses anything certain fans have ever accused Carol of being.  Is she too far gone?  Who the hell knows?  I think it’s clear that she and Carol are both on a sliding scale of sorts when it comes to being able to compartmentalize shit to survive.  Personally?  I feel like Maggie might have leap-frogged Carol in this episode but it matters none because of the double standards so deeply entrenched in this fandom.  Both women have endured and had to do some horrific things.  It’s not a contest.  But it’s probably going to be turned into a season-long one.  

It’s almost like Kang was like, “Ya’ll bitches think Carol’s dark?  I’ll show you DARK.  Check and mate.”  

Whatever the reasoning, Maggie just got exponentially more interesting to me if not likable.  And before anybody out there comes at me, it’s entirely possible to be on a character’s side in some things and not be all up their ass in love with them, lol.  Like I’m attached to her because she’s family and Glenn loved her.  There’s a loyalty there and she absolutely is justified in her hatred of Negan.  But I’m not going to pretend her shit don’t stink like everybody else’s.  

Speaking of my baby Glenn.  What would he think of this version of Maggie?  I think he would be gutted and heart stricken that events led to her being like this but he’d understand because he’s pure like that.  Don’t mean he’d be A-OK with it all.  

Dog must be protected at all costs.  

Confession.  I know not the fuck who Pony Boy is, but I know him because all my fandom friends have pointed him out to me, lol.  RIP, Man.  I think you’re number’s up or close to it.  

Okay, though.  I admit it.  I am kinda LOVING Badass Father G.  

That scene in the subway car with all of them working to take all the Walkers out was already badass.  Then Daryl arrived and made it, in @freefromthecocoon’s words, HAWT.  LOL.  

Eugene staring at that little black book like it contains torture tools, hehehe.  

“Processed?  As in administratively?  Processed as in bologna or other meat stuffs?  This inquiring (enquiring?) mind needs to know.”  OMG, Eugene.  I admit it.  Even if it makes me look like a lunatic, LOL.  I straight up LMAO at that one.  I mean, ten years later and Terminus still fresh on the man’s mind.  

“You like feeling nervous?”  Well, no.  None of us that do, Mercer?  Do.  

Then he proceeds to make me howl with his “You can’t lie for shit” to Eugene.  

Josh McDermitt?  I love you, Man.  40 year old virgin, LOL.  

All this talk over the seasons of Daryl’s virginity and we have Eugene, hahaha.  But was he telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth?  

Finally.  Some daylight.  Where I can see.  

Eugene’s relief at seeing his friends safe and sound was such a beautiful thing to see.  I loved those hugs.  

Mercer’s face when he snarled “beat cop” in disdain to Ezekiel.  I think I’m gonna love this dude.  

“I went to West Point.  Asshole.”  Yeah.  I am.  

I know they probably catfishing Eugene right here because spoilers tell us that ain’t Stephanie.  But my heart still did a little d’aww.  Angela.  Don’t play with his poor heart like that.  

What’s got Daryl so pensive, huh?  Is it that the note reminds him of kids being lost or taken from their family? Or separated from their family?  Is he thinking of those Grimes babies and wondering if Michonne will ever make it back and why and how she was able to leave them behind?  Tell me it ain’t that Find Me nonsense.  

“This place sure has gone to shit since the last time I was here.”  LMAO, JDM.  I mean Negan.  Sorry.  Sorry.  I still hate Negan, but JDM has me entertained at least since they gave the asshole some shades of gray.  And speaking of shades of gray.  I’m loving the gray beard.  JDM’s looking GOOD (hear that NR?  Embrace the gray).  Negan can still kick rocks, lol.  

Anyway.  That scene was CREEPY AF.  Not even gonna lie.  

The Reapers strutting right on up to our group like it’s The Purge:  ZA.  

My bad, Pony Boy. Now RIP.  

Dark, dark episode with loads of tension broken up by some welcome humor by Princess.  The girl is fast becoming a fave of mine.  

My baby’s back next week!!!

I’m just going to plug my ears and pretend they’re trying to capture/recapture the horses because they’re pets.  Not because they’re starving so bad they feel the need to eat them.  La la la la la.  I can’t hear you.  

#The Walking Dead #Season 11 #TWD spoilers #things that make me smile and cry #for reasons