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#ngl it says a lot if they portray the kisses in the live action exactly as how it was from the show
aquariusshadow · 3 months
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if the netflix live action atla can tone down/remove sokka's sexism cuz it was deemed as "too iffy" then surely...surely they'll remove the kat*ang non-con kiss(es)...right?
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imagine-wannaone · 6 years
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Park Jihoon Roommate Au
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So this is kinda hella short because it’s gunna be a hella busy two weeks from now but here we go.
• You and Jihoon had met in secondary school, yanno where two friendship groups meld together? • You’d been a little shy at the beginning but so had Jihoon, so as the groups quietest members you’d ended up together quite a lot and just kinda bonded with your silence, • In fact, you two got so close that you could just chat about anything and became closer to Jihoon than to your original friendship group! Ngl tho you where like a match made in heaven tbh, • Like, you floated around together, you didn’t need much else as words were enough to keep your friendship afloat, and when the awkward situations rolled in, • And oh boy did they, like when you’re both too shy to tell someone they have your order wrong, so you pretend it’s what you wanted, • You experienced them together, • And you were also on the same page with a lot of things, and academically you were on the same level as well, so you always spent your Sundays together doing homework, • Because friendship apparently grows stronger when you’re suffering™ • So when you both finish school you have your existential crisis together which is kinda sweet, • But then you enjoy the summer and do so much together like omg can you not breath without each other?? • Literally spent a whole week straight within a 10 ft distance to each other and that’s when you realise you could probs be roommates? • If you can spend so much time together and still get along like a house on fire, surely you can live together, • (I mean you pretty much have been for the last few years Anyway but), • So when Jihoon gets his university place close to where you have your apprenticeship, everything falls into place for you and you find a flat, • Which brings the crushing realisation that you are now an aDuLt, • Omg another round of panicking, • You’re set in your little cosy flat, content with your current life, •You both have different schedules but still seem to be able to eat with each other most nights and you always have Monday Game Nights©, • Where games of mario cart speed into the night and you become slightly scared of Jihoon, his pure passion for the game has you shook, • Lmao one of your neighbour’s had to come and check you weren’t getting murdered one night, • You had to assure them the only murder that was happening was Jihoon on the console, • And Jihoon makes more friends at uni, of course, he may be quiet but he still attracts people with his kind, funny ways and handsome face, • and they sometimes comes to game night, • And you’re happy because although he has a lot of work that sometimes stresses him out, • (you bring him cookies and hot drinks to help him through because?? You’re just the best I guess), • Jihoon seems genuinely happy and you’re glad because he deserves it, he’s always supplied you with happiness so you’re glad to see he’s got some back, • But then you start to wonder, • Were you holding him back when you were around? • Is he happier because he’s not with you? Because he’s free? • You know it’s probably not the case but you can’t help the thoughts in the back of your mind, • Because just when you start feeling like that, Jihoon notices right away, • Because he knows you too well ngl, • So then he’ll invite you to go to lunch, or you’ll go out for the weekend together, or he’ll microwave dinner for the night, • And he honestly is just the best friend, and you can honestly say you’re glad he has lots of friends, because he always makes sure you know you’re the favourite, • And he can always make you laugh, and smile, because he’s Jihoon, • The first person you got black out drunk with, the first person you lived with, the first person you really truly felt a connection with, • The person that held so many of your firsts, • That’s until he starts to act far away and vague, no longer doing his fair share of the chores, missing a lot of dinners, and sometimes skipping out on Mondays, • And when he is around, he seems less cheerful, • And it REALLY upsets you, • Not only does it seem Jihoon is almost forgetting you, he doesn’t even seem happy anymore, which is the most painful bit, • And one day Jihoon is sat on your sofa, the same as he had been for the last 4 hours, • “Are you going to do the washing up today?” • You nudge, as the washing was his chore, something he hadn’t done in a long time, and all of the stuff needing washing was his stuff, • “I can’t today Y/N, could you do it for me?” • He grunts, jumping into some jeans in a hurry, • “Jihoon, you haven’t been able to for the last, what, week?” • You can tell your tone is sharper, probably more harsh than you meant to, but it genuinely hurt your feelings, the way he was acting, • Jihoon pauses, as if thinking the statement over before signing loudly, • “It’s not that big of a chore, surely you can just do it, I have so much work to do,” • You don’t point out the pile of work on his desk hasnt been touched for a while, or the fact that he’s been out constantly recently, • “I’ve been doing it for a while, as well as your dusting, and your washing, and your cleaning. I have a job as well, you know,” • You sigh, leaning against his door frame, the negative feelings slowly spilling from your mouth, • “It’s not like I asked you, yanno. And it’s not like your work is that hard,” • The words are harsh as he makes his way out of the flat, leaving you with quiet tears trailing down your face and a chest that felt like it was being totally compressed, unusable, • Because through the years, the two of you have never argued, always finding ways to talk whatever small problems faced you out, • And the way Jihoon is acting is not how you know him, and it feel like you’ve been kicked, • And the week rolls by with the two of you acting as if you don’t know each other, • You want to talk to him desperately, but he seems totally indifferent, • But one night Jihoon doesn’t come back at his regular time, • And panic sets in, Jihoon is always back by 12AM latest, but it’s 01:30 and he’s not here and you haven’t heard of anything from him and this is not how you want to feel, • You’re pacing back and forth, the edge of tears, • You’ve been in tears too much lately, • Having texted all of his friends, to which you’d been given varied responses as to where he was, • When the door slowly pushes open, and a wave of anger flows through you when Jihoon’s figure slides into the flat, • “Where have you been? I was so worried, do you know how much I want to kill you right now?! Because I feel like a mother but I didn’t know where you were, and I felt so lost and-” • You cut short when Jihoon’s soft eyes meet yours, you notice his pale skin, and bruised cheek, knuckles painted with little cuts, the way he holds himself reflecting a blue mood, an apprehensive look in his eyes, • Everything drains out of you to see Jihoon such a way, you rush foreward and grab his hand, examining his knuckles, his cheeks before dragging him into a hug, one you’ve needed all week, • His arms come around you as well, holding you tight like they always did after you’d comforted him, his warmth the familiarity you’ve been craving for a while, • You give him a stern look before gently dragging him towards the sofa and getting the first aid kit, • Always prepared, • “What did you do?” • I mean it’s pretty obvious he’d been in a small fight, but it was so against Jihoon’s nature that your curiosity was driving you mad, • “I’m stupid, y/n, ’m sorry” • You knew it probably wasn’t the right thing to do, but you forgave him right then and there, the look he sent you melting your heart and you knew Jihoon always had a place in your chest, • Not that you were going to tell him this, • “I know, and so you should be, but I need an explanation,” • You douse a cotton bud with alcohol and start to clean his knuckles, much to his displeasure, • “Look, there was this guy who was talking about how the girl I lived with was dragging me down and how she, you, are boring, so I hit him,” • You sigh, putting a plaster over Jihoon’s knuckles, •"Jihoon, you’re an idiot,“ • You let the simple phrase and the look in your eyes portray your feelings, because you know Jihoon can read you, • You let him feel your anger, for doing something so stupid over something so simple, • About your disappointment over his actions, • How you’re glad you have him back, • “I know, and I’m sorry for being a dick. I let my coursework stress me out and I took it out on you,” • You’re not exactly pleased with the excuse he uses, but you let it slide (this time) as you stare into his sorry eyes, weighted by a sadness you feel the need to eradicate, • Because sadness was a dark feeling of loneliness everyone could relate to, • So you wrap him in a hug and kiss his forehead, • It takes you a week and a half to be back into your normal routine, • But then you’re rolling on the sofa yelling at each other about which mario cart course to play on again, • You’re microwaving food together, • Figuring out bills and adult life, • Taking each other for piggy back rides and pretending (or are you o_O) to be a couple to get discounts on couple nights at restaurants, • Talking about simple problems to make sure they don’t build up, • And sometimes Jihoon seems to drift off again, because school is stressful okay, • But all he needs is for you to bring him something to eat and a quick distraction to make sure he doesn’t fall down a nasty hole again, • It’s like 3AM and he’s literally in a coursework forte and u bring him a Bop It© and he’s like what the hell but plays anyway,
• Moral of the story- • Because of what broke you you’re way stronger than before and it’s hella cute,
(Also I wasn’t sure if the request wanted them to be platonic or romantic so I tried to leave it open to interpretation?)
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