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swifty-fox · 23 hours
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What Comes After
blacked out. wrote 1.7k fic for @bcolfanfic's Young vets AU.
Fanfic/Sequel of
Tw for aftermath of a suicide attempt and all that may entail
Nobody tells you what to do in the hours after your husband tries to take his life. Nobody says you’re going to be angry.
Nobody tells Gale how much he’ll have to pay for gas to the only Hospital for miles, seven hours tailing the red ominous lights of an ambulance there seven hours back all alone for the first time in a long while (one-hundred-twenty-seven dollars and fifty-three cents).
There’s nobody to tell him how to smile at his husband as he’s led away in a stunned daze. Does he smile at all? Small and painful and fake? 
And who can he ask what to do as he comes home to a now empty home, dawn well past finished and a hole the size of a man's life in the wall. A hole, no bigger than a nickel and just perfectly at eye level. The difference between a happy ending and a tragedy; the scales tipped kindly in his favor this time. 
You never wrestle for a gun. That’s the easiest way to get your own damn self shot.
A coin flip. Heads for John, Tails for Gale. 
“Guess the quarter got stuck in a crack.” he mutters. He knows his thought patterns aren’t quite clear, confused and weighed down by exhaustion and shock. 
Somewhere an animal is in pain. It gasps raggedly; sharp and raw. Someone should put that animal out of its misery, nothing deserved to be driven to sounds like that. Gale knows he is that animal. He swipes at his suddenly-tear soaked cheeks with a rough palm and sits down on the floor hard. 
His phone is in his hand, it’s first instinct to want to call John, hear his teasing voice (it hadn’t been teasing in a long time Gale Cleven don’t you lie). Bucky wouldn’t answer. He knew it would be a day or two before he would get an update on his husband. Not until observation was over, until paperwork was filed and permission was given. The nurse had explained it all through the ringing in Gale’s ears.
“Curt.” Buck says, shocked by the steadiness in his voice even as more tears trail their acidic way down his face. 
“Hey Buck, y’just caught me on break what’s up?” The familiar voice, clipping all it’s ‘T’s  away to nothingness devastates Gale. He lets out a sob with all the violence of vomiting.
“Gale?” 
“Ah fuck Curt, John had a gun.” Gale moans, covering his eyes and trying to breathe. The gun, now tossed carelessly on their bed like a stray shirt. 
Nobody tells him how to inform their friends of what has happened.
“What.” Curts voice is so strangled, so tiny that Gale realizes his fatal error immediately. 
“He’s okay. He’s okay Curt the gun- it went into the wall. He’s at a hospital right now. He’s where he needs to be.” 
Gale had heard that phrase a lot; spoken by people trying to reassure themselves that their loved ones would come home whole and healed. Now he was one of those people whispering the phrase with false confidence.
John needed to be Home. 
Curt devolves into a mess of swearing, punctuated with a passionate “Fffffucking VA!”
“I woke up and he wasn’t next to me. I thought maybe he had gotten out somehow, past the alarms. I’d already gotten my gun out of the house Curt I didn’t think-”
There's muffled voices on the other line, Curt talking to someone else, “- No I’m sick can’t you see? Gotta go Sean sorry. Fuck the client pardon my fucking french I gotta family emergency.” A car door slams, the sound of keys in an ignition. “You didn’t know Buck. It’s not your fault you did exactly what ya should’ve.”
“He had the gun to his chin,” Gale says numbly. 
Is there anyone to tell him how to get that single heart-stopping image out from behind his eyelids? He saw it every time he closed his eyes. 
“Fuck, Gale.” Curt exhales. “He’s okay?” so vulnerable, so sad, needing to double check just in case. 
“He’s in fucking psych ward. I can’t even call him.” 
“Yeah dumb question.” A pause where Gale just tries to breathe, looks up at that hole in the wall. It could be a woodpecker's hole on any tree outside. It was in his home and smelled faintly of gunpowder and terror. “I’m looking up plane tickets right now.” 
“Y’don’t have t-”
“G’fuck yourself, I’m coming.” 
Gale has no strength to argue, he’s got nothing left, really. 
“I almost lost him, Curt.”
“But you didn’t.” Curt still sounds stressed and Gale feels a twinge of guilt for ruining the guy's day just because he wasn’t able to help his own partner. “You did everything right. And you’re going to go to bed, then you’re going to wake up and I’mma be there. And we’ll deal with things together.”
“Together,” he echoes. 
“Get some sleep Buck. I’ll send you a text when my flight lands.” Curt orders before hanging up.
The thought of going into the bedroom; to the bed he shared with John. To have to see that fucking gun again. 
Nobody tells him how to handle that.
Gale falls asleep on the couch instead. 
-*~*-
When he awakes it’s night again and he feels such a violent sense of deja-vu that he has to do a walk-through of the whole house just to make sure that saving John hadn’t actually been a dream. That his body wasn’t lying somewhere with horrifying finality. 
Nobody tells you that maybe your husband's trauma-based decisions might cause a little trauma themselves.
Even though he knows there will be nothing - John's phone kept safely in a plastic bag along with the rest of his personal effects- Gale checks their messages first. Scans them for any sign, any slip that he may have missed that told him what Bucky was planning. ‘Love You’s’ and ‘Be Home Soons’ and ‘Get There Safes’. Bucky had been struggling, but he hadn’t seemed quite that bad yet.
Or maybe Gale just hadn’t wanted to see it. 
There’s a text from Curt showing his seven hour direct flight was only a half hour from landing. 
Exhaustion still claws at Gale as he shuffles out to the truck, clothes rumbled and sweaty from sleep, from stress; from wrestling a fucking firearm from a man determined to end his life and Gale’s in the same action. The truck is too silent. John usually sat to his right, hand on his thigh or the back of his neck; always touching Gale in a way the blonde allowed no other man to do.
He has to pull over to stop himself from hyperventilating.
When he pulls into the pick-up zone at the Airport it’s nearly deserted aside from a short familiar man in a windbreaker and military boots. 
Curt takes one look at his pale face and walks around the nose of the car to the driver's side.
“Budge over.” He says, opening the door and waving an impatient hand at Gale. 
Gale didn’t think he could, felt like his hands were glued to the smooth leather of the wheel. Just twenty-four hours ago he’d driven Bucky to the hospital in this car. He wondered at how quickly he’d gone from seeing the next steps so clearly in front of him to having to remember how to even speak. He was a puppet, his strings cut the moment John had entered the doors of the hospital. Through security guard checkpoints and metal detectors and locked doors. It was like being back in the desert with that level of protective diligence; or perhaps a prison
That can’t be very good for Bucky.
Nobody told him it might have been a good idea to inform the hospital why sometimes the glint of metal in the light made John do a double take.
When Gale still hasn’t moved, Curt lets out a tender sigh and unclips Gale’s seatbelt for him like the other man is a child.
“Come on Cleven, scoot on down the line.” He says gently, gives him a light push.
This is enough for him to move his wooden limbs, shuffle awkwardly over the center console and collapse gracelessly into the passenger seat. Curt hauls himself into the truck with an awkward grunt. He takes a second to maneuver his leg, move the seat upwards and the wheel down, and adjust the mirrors.
Gale sits there, opening and closing his hands. John had sat here last. Cried here not because he was alive and safe like Gale had cried; but for the opposite. 
Nobody told him how to sit in a puddle of his husband’s shed grief. 
“Here,” Curt tosses his phone into Gales lap. “Text Kenny for me will ya? Tell him I got y- got  here safe” 
“Does he know?” 
Curt pulls out of the airport, opens a window and leans his arm out as if he could air out the stuffy melancholy of the truck. “He asked where I was going. I didn’t-”
“John’s gonna hate it.” Gale mumbles “He won’t want anyone to know.” 
“Yeah, well, if he didn’t want people to know, maybe he shoulda woken you up. Shoulda called m-” Curt cuts himself off, presses sturdy boxer’s fingers to his mouth. “Fucking VA.” he curses again.
“Fucking VA.” Gale agrees. And it feels a little good. 
-*~*-
When they arrive back at the house It’s Curt that leads them inside. Curt, who picks up the gun, carefully disassembles it and puts it safely in the lock-box to be gotten rid of later. Curt who makes them a simple dinner of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
They stand at the counter, eating silently. Gale feels wired and too awake, his sleep schedule beyond to fucked. 
He’d have to call out of work tomorrow. Maybe take a short leave. How could he even pretend to be okay for the kids?
“This is- In here right?” Curt’s eyes are jumping around the dark room, searching searching. 
Nobody tells you the shame that curls in one's belly when you have to show your best friend the bullet hole that nearly ruined all their lives. 
Curt puts his hands on his hips, bread crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth and brow furrowed. Neither of them say much for a long time. Curt surveying and Gale staring a little blankly and replaying the sound of the gunshot over and over in his head.
“Well,” Curt finally drawls, “That’s an easy fix. You got any spackle?” he turns and smiles at Gale, crooked and reassuring, 
Gale thinks he’d like to tell someone about this part. The part where people show up for you.
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ivrousae · 4 months
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- Take A Chance With Me ✩°。⋆⸜ 🦢✮
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Synopsis: You and Gunwook have had a complicated history with each other since ages ago, but a 7-day trip changed it all for you both.
Genre: fluff, angst (with a good ending), academic rivals, enemies to lovers, childhood friends
Pairing: Gunwook X Fem!reader
Word count: 9.5k (lol………..)
Warnings: skinship, kissing, cursing, a lot of teasing, mentions of wearing make up, pet names, a lot of sensitive topics (parents, family, grades/academics, etc), please tell me if i missed some
A/N: there WILL be so many typos and grammar error bcs I did not double check hehe, I got confused about where I should have them go for the trip, and because I’m Indonesian, I was just like “Oh, Bali it is” LMAO, and let’s act like everyone In the story already has their driver's license☝🏻, OH, and play your sad playlist from day 3 until the end of day 4 for a better experience😋😋😋
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You and Gunwook have known each other for basically your whole life, things were okay between the two of you up until the first year of middle school, at first, the two of you drifted from each other, he joined the soccer club, giving him a new group of friends, while you have your own, but the two of you have gotten a little competitive with each other, academically, creatively, or just generally.
There had never been a single day where the two of you didn't bicker with each other, now that is if you guys even talk with one another, other days are just filled with your own life, no interactions what so ever.
You’d be lying if you said that there has never been a day where you weren’t sad that your friendship with Gunwook changed so drastically in a snap of a finger, but that was way back during middle school, it’s safe to say that you’ve learned to accept it.
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“UGH, Y/N WHAT IS TAKING SO LONG?” Your best friend Yunjin asked on the phone “Girl, I’m right behind your car,” you said as you rolled your eyes before hanging up the phone and opening the door of Yunjin’s car.
“Oh, HEY BAE! I’m so excited about this trip, I can’t wait to finally have some days off from these assignments” Yunjin laughs as she starts her car and drives away from your house “Is everyone on their way to the airport yet?” you asked “yup, they’re on their way” she smiled. The one-hour drive to the airport was filled with laughter and screams as your favorite songs played on the Bluetooth.
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As both of you arrived at the airport, you noticed that your other friends had also arrived, Gyuvin, Ricky, Matthew, Sheon, Winter, and…Gunwook!?
“Yunjin???” You stopped in your tracks the second you saw Gunwook standing with the other guys in the waiting room “Huh? What?” “You didn’t tell me Gunwook will be coming?” You spoke out, a little frustrated from the sudden news “Oh…see, because I knew you wouldn’t wanna come if you knew that Gunwook was coming, so I didn't tell you about that, sorry..” she laughed nervously “You should’ve told me? Now I’ll have to deal with his ass for the rest of the week, this is not any better than 50 assignments, JENNIFER.” “WOAH, you even brought up my English name and all, MY BAD?!?!?!” “Whatever” You shrugged, continuing your path to the waiting room to meet with the others.
Let’s all be honest, we all know the nonchalant face you have while you walk over there was all an act, you hated the fact that you’ll have to put up with him, but you don’t wanna seem like a sensitive no fun loser in front of him, that’ll just give him more reasons to tease you.
“Y/N!!! YUNJIN!!!” The girls shouted in excitement, their faces were occupied with bright smiles as they ran to hug you and Yunjin, while the guys just smiled and waved before continuing their conversation.
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After an hour or two, the plane has finally boarded. You sat down with Yunjin, Winter sat down with Sheon, Ricky sat down with Matthew, and Gyuvin sat down with Gunwook, unfortunately, their seat was behind yours and Yunjin’s.
“Hey, Y/n, lend me your phone real quick” Gyuvin reached out his hands while tapping your shoulders “For what?” you asked confused by his sudden request “I need to search for something, my battery died” he responded. You handed him the phone, a little concerned, but what is he gonna do anyways?
After a few minutes, he returned your phone, the second you opened your gallery, it was filled with silly selfies that Gyuvin and Gunwook had taken, “Was your battery even out?” you looked back to him “Nope” he chuckled while scrolling thru his phone.
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A few hours have passed, and the 8 of you have finally arrived at your destination, Bali! You and your friends used the car that you guys rented to go to the Villa you’re staying at for the week, entering the car, Gunwook sat in the driver’s seat while the others were in the passenger’s seat. “You’re driving?…” You asked a little concerned “Yeah? I’m a good driver, trust” he laughed, putting on the seatbelt before driving “If I die, I swear to god Gunwook I’ll be keeping you awake for the rest of your life” “Go on” he replied nonchalantly while he starts driving.
“Can someone put on some music? It’s kinda quiet in here” Ricky sighed “Ooooo yes! I have the perfect playlist for this” Winter responded, pulling out her phone to open an app. Once again, the drive to the villa was filled with laughs and screams as your favorite songs played on the Bluetooth.
{ Section 1 - The trip! }
- Day 1
☆ 3.45 PM
When you arrived at the villa, you were happy to be there of course, but you were a bit too drained to join the others talking in the living room, so you decided to excuse yourself to your bedroom, “Guys, I'm gonna go clean up and rest for a bit, I’ll join you guys later on” You smiled, taking your bags with you to the bedroom.
You took a deep breath while you lay down on the bed, the room was cold, and the glass wall with the glass door in front of your bed led to a balcony, which showed a view of the pool in the backyard and the beach behind it have given you the best atmosphere ever.
You get up from your bed to go to the bathroom inside of your bedroom, removing your make-up before getting into the shower. You were drowned in the warmth of the shower, and the sudden rush of freshness yet comfort took over your tired body, finally waking you up for reality, the good thing is, you’re out on a trip with your friends, the bad thing is, one of the ‘friends’ is Gunwook.
After your warm shower, you go back to your room and change into something more comfortable before plopping yourself onto the bed and scrolling down on your phone. Without noticing, scrolling down on your phone has slowly drifted you to sleep.
☆ 5.40 PM
You woke up from your nap due to someone softly shaking you “Huh?” you said confused “God, you’re finally awake, get up, we’re gonna go get dinner,” Gunwook said while opening the curtains “Let me sleep in for another 5 minutes” you groaned, putting a pillow over your head “Fine, I only woke you up because everyone else is already getting ready, if we leave you then don’t blame it on me” he shrugged, leaving your bedroom and shutting the doors “Ughhhh, fine I’ll get up” you whined tiredly, sitting down on your bed to gather up your sober self first.
After getting ready, You went out of your bedroom to see that everyone else was sitting down in the living room while waiting for you “Oh my god, took you long enough” Sheon complained, standing up from the couch “I was taking a nap” you laughed “Okay okay, C’mon, we don’t have much time” Matthew spoke out while taking the car keys on the table.
☆ 7.05 PM
“I’m sitting beside you?” Gunwook said unhappily while turning off his phone “If it was my choice, I’d be sitting at a different table from you, so if you want to complain, don’t say it to me” You rolled your eyes “Can you guys not argue for once?” Yunjin asked while looking at the both of you up and down “No” the both of you replied at the same time “Suit yourself” she sighed.
“Gunwook, lend me that spoon,” you said while pointing at the spoon beside him “Take it yourself” he replied “Bitch?” “I’m kidding” he laughed, giving you a gentle push on the shoulders before handing you the spoon “Thanks” you smiled sarcastically.
The breezy air at night on the beach has given the restaurant such a cozy vibe, the most surprising thing, is that you still feel comfortable in there even when you’re sitting next to the person you hate the most.
The warm delicate food filled your and your friend’s stomachs in the best way possible, it’s safe to say that the dinner went smoothly!
☆ 11.55 PM
After a long tiring night, good sleep is all that you need, when you’ve arrived at your villa, you cleaned yourself up and went straight to bed.
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- Day 2
☆ 7.30 AM
You wake up from your slumber, and a glimpse of the sun shines through the curtains blinding your eyes “That’s bright” you say in your sleepy voice.
You got out of bed and washed your face before exiting your bedroom, You were greeted by Gunwook who was making himself some breakfast “A lion’s out of her cage” he said teasingly “Shut up” you said quietly “Where is everyone else?” “They’re still asleep, why are you awake so early always?” he asked “I don’t know. My body just decided to wake up” You laid down on the couch, eyes still sleepy “Cool, get off I wanna sit down” Gunwook declared while holding a plate of food “No? Sit down on the ground” He clicked his tongue before pulling you out of the couch “You’re so annoying” You groaned, getting up from the ground and walking to the kitchen “If I’m annoying then you should go and check out what’s wrong with you” he scoffed as he searched for some shows to watch on the TV.
“Why are you guys so loud? It’s too early for this” Gyuvin got out of his room, hair messy and face sleepy “If your friend isn’t so bitchy, we wouldn’t be so loud” You said while slowly taking a glance at Gunwook “C’mon, he’s your friend too Y/n” Gyuvin laughed “No he’s not?” “No I’m not?” Both of you said in sync “Oh!” Gyuvin reacted “I tried, I’m going back to sleep” He entered his room and shut the door.
☆ 9.15 AM
Finally, everyone is awake! The 8 of you guys sat down together in the backyard of the villa, having random conversations while drinking some fresh beverages.
You guys spent the rest of the day out shopping and hunting for some traditional food, and of course, you guys had to visit the beach and experience the beauty there.
☆ 10.30 PM
The day has passed and it’s finally nighttime, you and your friends sat around a bonfire while having deep conversations, silly conversations, stupid conversations, and even drunk confessions on a sober brain. At this moment of the day, all 8 of you have grown to connect more, the bond between all of you has grown to be stronger than before, and what’s most important, is that all of you understand each other more, as shocking as this will sound, you and Gunwook have somehow slowly understood each other more, no, that doesn’t break the hatred you both have for each other, but it delivered the both of you some understanding
“Oh c’mon Ricky that’s such a dumb confession” Sheon scoffed “What? I literally just confessed my love for strawberries to you guys?” “Yeah, and we know about that already you dumbass” Winter chuckled “Hmmm, Gunwook, how bout you? Do you have any confessions?” Matthew asked, “Maybe about how you’re able to achieve the title of ‘best student award’ every year?” he chuckled “Oh..honestly, I think I just grew up with my parents having to force my academic scores to be high, even with the titles that I’ve gotten these past few years, they’re still not satisfied” he lets out a soft chuckle, a forced one for sure, “But you’re always first in class? Let alone class, our whole grade?!” Gyuvin spoke out shocked by Gunwook’s confession “It’s hard to satisfy them, dude, but it’s fine, really, I’ve already grown to accept it” he laughed
“Y/n, you good? Why are you so quiet?” Yunjin asked concerned “Hm? Yeah, I’m good, I’m just a little tired” You smiled “If you’re tired you can just go back inside and sleep, it’s getting late anyways!” Sheon mentioned while checking the time on her phone “No no, it’s okay, I’ll stay” “Just sleep, if you stay you’ll just end up falling asleep” Gunwook said teasingly yet softly at the same time “You know what guys, I’m also getting a little tired, let’s end today and go to sleep” Winter stood up while taking her stuff “Okayy, good night guys” Yunjin enunciated and everyone went back inside to their own bedrooms.
There’s something about that conversation keeping you up that night, you asked yourself “Am I just over-sensitive? Or am I just jealous?” while staring up at the dark ceiling of the bedroom. Ever since your rivalry with Gunwook started in middle school, You grew up with this pressure in your heart, constantly telling yourself to just..be better than him. You’ve always been compared to him, even by your parents, as much as you work for something. Your achievement can never be better than Gunwook’s, he’s first in class, so why are you always second? You work equally just as hard as him? And if you finally beat Gunwook on something, people would still have their focus on Gunwook, Okay?! He’s the popular smart soccer player in school that everybody has a crush on, but all you’ve ever asked for is to be appreciated.
“This is dumb” you sighed, holding back tears and putting a blanket over your body, letting yourself fall asleep.
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- Day 3
☆ 9.15 AM
“Hey you seem like you’re in a bad mood, what’s wrong?” Gyuvin asked you “Nothing’s wrong? Just still a little sleepy, you know?” “I see, well if you’re really that tired just go back to sleep, we don’t have anything to do yet anyway,” he said while scrolling through his phone.
“Hey, y/n, come here!” Yunjin shouted from the kitchen “Coming!” you walked over to the kitchen “Help me make some cookies” she laughed “Call for Gunwook too, I need him to help prepare the ingredients” “Okay, hold up” you smiled, walking yourself to Gunwook’s room before knocking on his door “Come in” he shouted “Yunjin wants you to help her prepare some ingredients for making cookies, c’mon” you leaned over the door frame “Fine, give me a minute”
You went back downstairs and after a few minutes of waiting, Gunwook finally came down to help “What do you need help with?” he asked “Can you take the bowl on the top shelf?” “Yeah, hold on” he answered, reaching up for the bowl with such ease.
The baking session for the three of you was interesting, You guys honestly made a big mess and Gunwook kept on putting flour on your face, but the cookies turned out pretty good so you couldn’t even complain about it.
☆ 00.40 AM
The day ended, and everybody was asleep, but yet again, something was bothering you, you hated it, you hated having that weird burden inside of you. The worst part of it is that you know this is all because of your jealousy toward Gunwook, you didn’t want to be jealous of him, but you were.
You decided that you needed something to drink, so you went out of your bedroom to get something from the kitchen, but the sight of Gunwook sitting down on one of the chairs on the kitchen’s aisle stopped you, you hesitated, but you went for it.
You tried your best to avoid eye contact with him while taking some water from the dispenser, but knowing that he was looking at you made it hard for you to not look at him back.
“Hey, Gunwook..” You sighed “I’ve tried to keep this to myself, but sometimes it’s so hard to act as if I don't hold anything against you but I do.” you scoffed “Y/n” he spoke out with a low tone “Look, I’m sorry that your parents have put so much pressure on you, I’m sorry that it’s hard for you to satisfy them, but do you always have to steal every single fucking thing from me Gunwook?” “What?” he scoffed “What is it that I have stolen from you, huh? Everything they’ve pressured me to do is all because of YOU, y/n.” “You don’t understand Gunwook, All these years, you’ve been number one, constantly, number one, number one, and number one, and where am I? What place am I entitled to? Second. All this time I’ve lost to you, all attention is on you, all of the pride goes to you Gunwook. Oh, look! Park gunwook! The best student in the school huh? And then there's Me, Y/n, the student who studies day and night just to be a tutor for lacking students without being appreciated at all. You know my parents loved you like their son Gunwook, maybe you don’t notice this but I grew up being compared to you and it isn’t fair?! You’ve stolen everything from me, the least you can spare for me is just to let me make my parents proud, wook..” Each word gets louder and louder from all the rage you’ve held.
Pushing his shoulders with your fingers on every sentence to express your anger, Gunwook stood there listening to your rage, before he took a deep breath
“Look, I wasn’t trying to hurt you Y/n and I’m sorry if I did, but I never stole your chance of making your parents proud, I’m sure they’re proud of you but let me say this. You might think I’ve accomplished something by taking first place all the time, but trust me I never reached my goal. If being first can make your parents proud then take the place y/n, because as much as I try, my parents will never appreciate me for it, so even if I’m first, we’re equal aren’t we? I’m first yet the person I try to satisfy has nothing to say about it, you’re second and no one appreciates you for it, right? Loss and loss. Being first and second won’t make a change for me y/n, so if you want appreciation from people, take my place. I might have people mentioning me for it but all I need is for my parents to say the things THEY did, so take everything.”
Gunwook wanted to be mad at you, he wanted to shout at you, but he couldn’t. All the rage that you’ve held against him, he’s held the same amount, yet he can’t make himself shout at you, even with the biggest desire, his voice just couldn’t come out.
“Sometimes I wished our parents weren’t friends, maybe that way we wouldn’t get to each other’s ways like this,” you said, holding back pools of tears
“I wished for the same thing, trust me I did”
Holding back tears had been the hardest thing to do the whole night, and at this point, you couldn’t hold it in any longer, so you rushed to your bedroom, leaving Gunwook standing alone.
☆ 7.15 AM
“Y/n, wake up, let’s get breakfast!” Winter shouted while knocking on your locked door “I’m awake, give me a minute” you shouted back “Woah, you’re awake early” she laughed.
Of course you were awake early, you didn’t even sleep, did you? You let your emotions take over you, and you feel good after letting them out but there are some regrets wandering around.
- Day 4
☆ 7.30 AM
After quickly cleaning up, you went out of your room wearing something simple like shorts and a T-shirt, as the eight of you were just going somewhere nearby for breakfast.
“Oh, y/n come sit here” Yunjin tapped on the space beside her on the couch, signing you to sit beside her, but you saw that Gunwook was sitting on the other side of the couch, and you didn’t feel like seeing him so you sat down on the kitchen counter “Why are you sitting so far away? Just sit here?” Sheon questioned, “Because, why not?..” you laughed awkwardly, Gunwook turned his head from his phone to your direction, but he didn't say anything, his face was straight, and the burden that you felt was probably the same for Gunwook. “C’mon, I’m hungry” Ricky spoke out while rolling the sleeves of his button up.
☆ 8.05 AM
After waiting for the food, your orders finally came, you sat beside Sheon while Gunwook was in the seat in front of you, was it a good sitting, no, but was it a better option than having to sit beside him? YES.
As your orders finally arrived, you reached your hands to take the bottle of sauce on the table, when your hands touched the bottle, you felt Gunwook’s hand on top of yours, also trying to take the sauce, “Oh, sorry, you take it” the both of you said at the same time “No, no it’s fine, Gunwook you take it” “Nah, I’ll take it after you” “Gunwook, just take it.” you laughed awkwardly “Won’t you wanna be first for once? You know, I can’t be the first one all the time, right?” “Oh? You know, maybe when you decide to take that sauce first your parents will be pro-” “OKAAAYYYY, I’m taking the sauce, thanks guys” Matthew cuts off your sentence before you can continue any further “What in the world is going on with the two of you” Ricky asked “Sorry” You quietly said to Gunwook.
☆ 10.15 AM
What is a better way to relax with your friends in Bali other than going to the beach? The sensation of having a filled stomach made you and your friends too lazy to do activities that exert too much energy, so the eight of you went to the beach behind your villa to relax.
As your friends were playing with the water, Gunwook accidentally splashed water onto your body, of course, it wasn’t a big deal, but because it was Gunwook who did it, you rolled your eyes as a reflex. Although you didn’t want to ruin the fun for other people, you decided to ignore him and continue with what you were doing.
“What is it with the two of you?” Sheon asked while looking your way “What do you mean?” “God, forget it” she sighed.
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It reached the point where you and Gunwook could not stop getting passive-aggressive toward each other, almost starting a fight, or even having small fights here and there. Some examples of the other times you guys fought that day was when you went to a tourist attraction a couple of hours after going to the beach.
You were just walking around the streets of the area, and Gunwook suddenly pushed you with his shoulders by ‘accident’, “Can you not?” you said frustrated by his action “What? It was an accident?” he scoffed, continuing his walk like nothing even happened.
Or maybe when the eight of you had finally gone home to the villa after a long day, and as you guys were sitting down on the couch, you and Gunwook would bicker here and there, it was a small fight at first but then it got annoying to the others.
☆ 6.45 PM
“What is it with the two of you, stop,” Yunjin spoke out in the middle of your and Gunwook’s quarrel, her voice close to shouting “You two were just fine yesterday, what happened?” she sighed.
You and Gunwook stayed silent. It was a normal thing for you guys to fight, it was weirder for you guys to get along rather than fight every single day, but that’s the problem. The two of you got along, well, kind of, but before the fight you two had last night, everything was fine, you guys can last a day without having to fight each other, and even have conversations to keep up with each other’s life after a while, but the two of you were stubborn, you both realized that, but being the stubborn person you two are, none of you wanted to admit it.
“You know, you guys just need to stop being so stubborn?” Winter said softly, her eyes still focused on his phone “You guys continue doing your thing, I’m gonna get cleaned up” Gyuvin stood up from the couch, stretching his body before heading to his bedroom.
☆ 9.01 PM
You were sitting down on the patio swing in the backyard of your Villa, drowning yourself in thoughts as you stared at the view. Without noticing, a tear fell from your eye as you were thinking about everything that had been overwhelming you these past few days.
You quickly wiped off your tears when you heard the backyard door opening, showing Gunwook’s figure walking to the swing that you were on, “Can I sit beside you?” he asked coldly, you nodded your head, signing that it was okay for him to sit beside you. Gunwook placed himself on the other corner of the swing, both of your eyes were fixed on the view of the backyard with no one brave enough to make an eye contact.
“Can I be honest?” Gunwook requested “Yeah, go on” “Remember in 5th grade when we’d have sleepovers at your place or my place with our other friends? when we played games together, we’d always end up on the same team, winning every single round?” “Mhm” you slightly smiled “Or, maybe we were against each other in some games, but if one of us wins, we’d give each other a hug while saying good job?” he laughed “Of course I remember” “Y/n, we were always so proud of each other back then, so why can’t we do that now? I don't know how it is for you, but having that pressure inside of me all the time because of the constant competitiveness we have toward each other is slowly killing me.” He said calmly while playing with his fingers. Once again, you were holding back tears, “Gunwook..” You said speechless, “These past few years, all that we’ve been doing is just working so hard for a title, a title that can make our parents proud of us, that was our promise right? But we got too competitive. If no one will be proud of us, then let’s just be proud of each other Y/n.”
The last few words that Gunwook said in his sentence were able to let all of your tears lose, you’ve tried your hardest to hold back the tears but they couldn’t stay, even when you were already crying, the tears just couldn’t stop, could it?
“Stop crying, you look stupid” Gunwook chuckled and pushed you gently, trying to make you feel annoyed rather than sad “Shut up” You laughed while tears were still falling “All jokes aside, I’m sorry, yeah?” he pats your shoulders “I’m sorry wook” You sobbed.
Who would’ve known? Who would’ve known that you and your childhood friend would finally apologize to each other sincerely on a trip where you didn’t even want him to come on?
Guess the world has its ways.
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- Day 5
☆ 8.00 AM
You got up from your bed to exit your bedroom, seeing Sheon, Yunjin, Gyuvin, Ricky, and Gunwook sitting down on the couch in the living room “The sloth is awake” Gunwook teased “Yeah, good morning to you too Gunwook” you said sarcastically before sitting down next to Gunwook on the couch “Ya’ll good now?” Yunjin asked confused “Yeah, what happened to the fighting? I was enjoying the drama” Gyuvin yawned.
You and Gunwook just laughed, not agreeing but not denying their words as you looked at each other. What Gunwook said last night was right, what’s the point of hating each other when you have the same goals? It’s only better to support each other.
“Oh my god, you’re not denying?” Sheon gasped “Why are you so shocked?” you laughed “I can sleep in peace” Ricky cheered, this was the moment that all your friends had waited for, something as simple as ‘stop being so stubborn to each other’ took you and Gunwook ages to do, It’s about time to try and do so.
“Gyuvin, wake the others up, let’s go out” Yunjin smiled “Me? Why me?” he groaned “Because you’re the most energetic right now?” “Whatever” he sighed, getting up from the couch before walking to the other’s room.
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The rest of the day went great, you and your friends had fun, enjoying the sky, the activities, the air, and of course the view. What made it even better is that you get to experience all of this with your friends, and most importantly, someone you can now call your childhood friend and not your enemy.
☆ 7.15 PM
It was now dinner time and you sat beside Gunwook in the restaurant. Jazz music and dim lights give a certain vibe to the dinner table, camera lights flashing from the number of pictures taken of each other, you looked at Gunwook, confused about what to order “I seriously don’t know what to order, I’m not even hungry yet” you sighed “Well, you still have to order something? This looks good” he said while pointing to one of the dishes stated on the menu.
While waiting for the food to arrive, the long day that you’ve had that day has made you feel drowsy, you place your head onto your arms on the table, close your eyes, and fall asleep. When you wake up, you see that Gunwook’s jacket is wrapped around your body to prevent you from getting cold, you sit down properly, taking the jacket to give it back to Gunwook, “Thanks” you smile, leaning your head on his shoulders from still being tired.
You hesitated to do that at first, but when you finally placed your head on his shoulders, it gave you peace, nothing feels weird when it comes to physical touch with him because of the memories you’ve shared since childhood, but it seems like you’ve forgotten about that before you rested your head.
“No problem” Gunwook smiled, patting your shoulders in response. As you had your conversations with Gunwook with your head on his shoulders, Yunjin, who sat in front of you, secretly took a picture of the two of you, capturing a beautiful memory that will last a life time.
☆ 11.45 PM
Coming home to the villa from dinner with a happy stomach, you immediately got cleaned up and went to bed, preparing yourself for the upcoming days.
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- Day 6
The trip with your friends is nearing an end, so the eight of you spend the remaining moments walking around Bali, shopping, going to the beach, eating some more traditional foods, and learning more about the culture.
Spending the whole day out with different activities was a lot of fun, but it drained all of your energy by the end of the day. When you all went home to the Villa, you guys spent more time talking and ordering food before heading to bed.
☆ 00.40 AM
You were lying down on your bed while scrolling through your phone before hearing a knock on the door. When you opened the door, you saw Gunwook standing with his hoodie, shorts, and glasses, “Need anything?” you ask “Yeah, I’m bored” he sighed “So? What should we do?” “I have some ideas” he smiled, pulling your hands gently to follow his lead.
The two of you ran to the car that you guys rented on day one, “Where are we going?” you asked confused “Anywhere, just get in the car” he laughed. As he starts the car, he sets up his phone to put some music on the Bluetooth, giving a fun vibe to the moment.
Gunwook drove around the empty streets with the car, blasting music with the windows down for the wind to enter.
Suddenly, Gunwook stopped the car on the beach, the lonely beach was illuminated by the moon’s grace. The two of you sat down on a bench inside the beach, it was silent, the only noise filling the space between the two of you was from the waves in the ocean, but that was what made it beautiful, the silence wasn’t awkward, it was far from awkward, the silence connected the two hearts and the two souls.
“Hey, Gunwook” You looked at him “Hm?” “I’ve had a lot of fun, thanks” You smiled, and Gunwook gave you a sweet look, his eyes filled with genuine Awe before he wrapped his arms around your shoulders “My pleasure, y/n” he laughed, ruffling your hair till it was messy.
You spent your time at the beach walking around while having deep talks, writing your names on the sand, and chasing each other around. The amount of fun you had that night was unexplainable, believe it or not, you were glad you spent the night with Gunwook at the beach while opening up to each other.
“It’s late, we should go back to the Villa” Gunwook declared while checking the time on his phone “You’re right, let’s go” you replied, walking back to the car with Gunwook to head back.
☆ 2.18 AM
“Thanks again, I had fun!” you tiptoed to give Gunwook a pat on the head in front of your room “No need to thank me, Good night, sleep well” he laughed, giving you a short hug before heading to his room, the hug was warm, it gave you all the comfort you’ve ever needed.
The hug was short, but it stayed in your mind the whole night, it’s just odd to think that you and your childhood friend have finally fixed your friendship after years, but you’ve grown to love it
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-Day 7
☆ 10.00 AM
Packed and ready, you and your friends finally went to the airport to end the trip. All eight of you felt a little sad to leave Bali, but there will always be another time to come back.
“Here, let me help you with that,” Gunwook said while taking your bag “You don’t need to” “I know, but I want to” he smiled, carrying your bag and his bag.
There were a lot of ups and downs during the trip, but it was great to end it on good terms.
In the airplane, your seat was beside Gunwook’s, if it was the first day of the trip, you would’ve complained and asked one of your friends to switch seats, but it isn’t the first day, so it’s safe to say that you were quite happy with the sitting.
You’d often fall asleep and wake up with your head on his shoulders, and sometimes your arms would be intertwined with his.
Other parts of the flight would be filled with your silly conversations with Gunwook, and some more catch-ups during the few years.
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{ Section 2: Trip’s aftermath! }
After the trip, you and Gunwook would often hang out at school during breaks, and even hang out after school, some people were confused because of the sudden change of behavior between the two of you, and some of them were even jealous of you.
Gunwook would often come over to your house during his free time when the two of you were bored and had nothing to do.
One week after the trip the eight of you had to Bali, school unfortunately started and you had to continue your routine of studying all the time. You and Gunwook were assigned as pairs for a project, so you decided to come to your house to finish it.
“Gunwook?!” Your sister Amaya shouted from the living room when she saw Gunwook standing by the door “May?” he smiled “I haven’t seen you in ages!!” Amaya laughs, running to Gunwook’s open arms “How old are you now?” Gunwook asked as he let go of the hug “I’m ten now” she smiled, showing a shocked expression on Gunwook’s face “Weren’t you like five when I last saw you?” “Well, it has been a couple of years” “Okay you two, Amaya you can talk to your long-lost brother after we finish this project, and Gunwook you can also talk to your long-lost sister after we finish this project, okay?” You chuckled, patting your sister’s head softly “Okay sis, bye-bye Gunwook!” she smiled.
Considering you and Gunwook have known each other since birth, Gunwook has also been familiar with your sister ever since she was born, when your parents were out together, Gunwook and you would often take care of Amaya back then, but it stopped ever since your rivalry started with him, and Amaya missed Gunwook for a while, he was like a brother to her.
The project was a pretty big one, and the deadline was still in a couple of weeks, so you and Gunwook decided to only research things for the project today and continue the main thing on the other meets. When Gunwook exited your room, he saw Amaya sitting down on the couch “Amaya, I’ll be heading home okay!!” he said “Okay!! Please visit more” she replied with a smile “I will!!”
When Gunwook and you reached the front door, Gunwook bid his goodbyes by hugging you before entering his car, closing the doors, and driving away.
☆ 2.35 AM
Ever since you were young, you’d often get nightmares here and there, some of them aren’t that scary, but some of them are capable of keeping you awake the whole night, and in this case, it kept you up all night.
Your parents are on a business trip and your sister is already asleep, you are shivering and scared beneath your sheets, unable to move a single muscle due to the fear you have. The only thing within reachable distance was your phone, you thought of someone who could accompany you, but nobody came to mind, but there was one person who lives near you, and who you also feel comfortable with, Park Gunwook.
You took your phone, dialing his number with a heavy breath and panicked state. It took some time for him to answer, his voice tired and low, signaling that he was long asleep before you called him, “Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked when he heard your heavy breathing “Gunwook, I can’t sleep” You replied slowly as your words were cut off by your breathing “Oh is it your nightmares again? Calm down, you’re okay, give me a couple of minutes and I’ll be there” he spoke out, you could hear the rustling from his bed when he hurriedly stood up to put on his hoodie.
“I’m not gonna hang up, so just lay down and scroll through your phone, I won’t take long” he comforted you while starting his car, driving through the empty streets at midnight for you.
After a few minutes passed by, you heard the passcode from your door getting unlocked, and as you were about to panic, you heard Gunwook’s voice through the phone “It’s me, don’t panic, I’ll hang up now” he enunciates
Your bedroom door opened, revealing Gunwook with his Hoodie and his shorts, accompanied by his glasses and messy hair, he walked over to you, pulling you into a comforting hug “You’re okay y/n, you’re okay” he chuckled, placing soft rubs on your head with the hug “Stop laughing” you whined “I just find it funny how you’re still scared of your nightmares, I remember having to comfort you all night during our sleepover when we were kids” he conveyed “Sorry for bothering you, It’s late” You sighed “It’s fine, I understand” he smiled.
Gunwook ended up staying the night at your place because it was also too late for him to drive back and he was tired….and you were also still scared.
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A few days passed and Gunwook came over to your house after school again for you guys to finish the project.
When the two of you were taking a break, you both laid down on the bed, bored and hungry, “I’m hungry” you sighed “Same, any food downstairs?” Gunwook asked, “Nah, you wanna order something?” “Yeah, sure” he smiled, sitting down on the bed to stretch his body.
When the food arrived, you and Gunwook ate your meals while watching the series that the two of you started together.
You worked on the project until it was late at night. When the clock struck 11.30 PM, you and Gunwook had finally finished half of the project, raining the room with happiness and relief, both of you cheered and gave each other a high five before Gunwook lifted you in a hug to spin you around, making you shout “Okay okay! Put me down” you laughed “I’ll get going now, sleep well, call me if you get more nightmares” he smiled, quickly patting your head before leaving your house.
You went back into your bedroom, lying down and smiling to yourself from all the butterflies in your stomach, “Stop why do I feel like this, am I going insane” you laughed awkwardly, obviously denying the truth.
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“Hey Amaya, Gunwook is coming over again for our project, so don’t be too loud, okay?” You smiled “You know me, I’m never loud! And, is he your boyfriend yet?” she giggles “What kind of question is that?” “Oh, I know you’ve been giggling about him, sis!” “In your dreams? Go back to your bedroom.” you scoffed before hearing a knock on your front door, Amaya shrugged her shoulders and sprinted to her room, leaving you alone to open the door.
When you opened the door, you saw Gunwook standing with a bag of food “So we won't have to order food again, I got us some food on the way here” he smiled “Thanks, Gunwook” you laughed, ruffling his hair while you tiptoe.
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Okay let's be clear, your feelings are there, it's obvious to you that you like him, but you’re in denial. Why? Because falling in love with your childhood friend who then turned into your enemy, then your best friend feels a little…odd? You keep on questioning yourself ‘What is he gonna think about me?’ What image would he have on you if he figures out that you are quite literally in love with him? Is the friendship gonna end again? Or will it be a good ending?
But during your daily overthinking session, Gunwook suddenly texted you
Gunwook: Hey, let’s go somewhere, I’m bored
You: Sure, what time?
Gunwook: I’ll pick you up by 6, get ready
You: Okayyyy
You didn’t even know where you were gonna go, but it was an automatic response for you to say yes when he asked you to go somewhere, you didn’t even hesitate.
You wore an outfit that matched the weather outside, the outfit fits you well, starting from how the colors blend into your shade well, to how nicely fitted the clothes are with your body shape.
After getting ready, you checked and saw that the clock had reached 6 PM. Right when you realize, you feel your phone buzzing, showing an incoming call from Gunwook.
“I’m downstairs” his voice was heard from the phone “Gimme a minute” you replied, spraying yourself with perfume before going downstairs to his car.
As you entered his car, he wore an outfit that matched yours perfectly, making the two of you look like an inseparable couple. “Hey, we’re matching” Gunwook laughed, ruffling your hair in adorance “I know right, what a coincidence” you replied, a bright smile plastered across your face.
Gunwook started to drive his car, and you arrived at a park filled with cute restaurants and cafes. The area was lively, it was surrounded by flowers and nature, giving you a fresh yet graceful atmosphere.
Turned out, Gunwook had already booked a seat in one of the restaurants for the two of you, he chose the semi-outdoor restaurant, the walls covering you were all glass and the interior had a lot of greens, there was even a fountain on the center of the restaurant.
Because the wall and the ceiling were glass, the moonlight from above shined through the glass, with all of the beautiful things surrounding you, like nature, the moonlight, the small candle in the center of the table, and most importantly, Park Gunwook, you felt safe and comfortable.
When your meals arrived, Gunwook fed you some of his dish, smiling at your puffed cheeks while you munched on the food he fed you.
Eating and having silly talks with him definitely filled up your stomach, but there’s always enough space for ice cream.
While the two of you walked by the park to the nearest ice cream shop, he pointed at the stars, while you stared at the beautiful sight of the star, he was also starting at a beautiful sight, you.
“Wait here, I’ll buy us the ice cream,” he declared, pointing at the bench near the ice cream shop, you nodded, not thinking much about it. While waiting for Gunwook to come back with the ice cream, you spent your time on your phone, scrolling through endless contents, before noticing that it had been sometime after Gunwook left.
You were just about to text him before you felt someone’s finger tap your shoulder. You saw Gunwook standing there with a smile, holding two cups of ice cream…a stuffed animal and…flowers?
“Sorry if that took a little long” he chuckled, giving you the cup of ice cream “Oh, and here’s one more thing” he smiled, handing the bouquet filled with roses, “The sudden bouquet? What’s going on?” you looked at him suspiciously, “I think you missed the note inside there, read it” he laughs “Hold on” you sighed, taking out the note before quietly reading it.
‘Okay y/n, I know you hate bullshits so let me just get to the point HAHA, after the trip we had to Bali, we fixed our friendship and we were able to catch up with each other, and when school started again, we were paired up for the project, and from all those days I’ve spent at your house, I would find myself constantly thinking about you when I’m at home, even somehow missing your annoying ass the second I drove away from your house. Yeah yeah cringe whatever, but I like you, and it’s not something that I can control, thank you for understanding me, thank you for keeping up with me, so, will you Take a chance with me?’
You gasped the second you finished the letter and realized that Gunwook felt the same way as you. You faced him, holding back a stupid amount of tears after being relieved that he wouldn't think you’re insane, and also because it got to you, the guy you grew up with, the guy who was always there for you, but also the guy who you hate, the guy who you can't spend a single day with ever since middle school, fell for you, and you fell for him? The long years you’ve spent together, thinking that you will have no feelings for each other at all.
You laughed, feeling tears coming out of your eyes “This is so dumb, why am I crying” you whined, standing up from the bench to walk into Gunwook’s opened arms “Yeah, why are you crying?” he laughed, brushing soft strokes on your hair while he hugs you.
After taking a moment to let go of your tears, you took a breath, stepping out of Gunwook’s hug, still sniffling after crying “Sorry, your shirt is kinda wet now” you giggled “It’s been through worse” he smiled “And, yes, I'll take a chance with you, Gunwook” you looked at him, his face filled with mixed expression, you can tell that he was shocked, but you can also tell that he was happy about it “Seriously?” “Yeah” “You’re not joking?” “I’m serious,” you said, Gunwook hurriedly hugged you once again, lifting you while spinning you around “Thank you” he whispered while he slowly put you down.
You and Gunwook continued your time at the park while intertwining your fingers together, the two of you look like an inseparable couple, and you most definitely are an inseparable couple from now.
Even when he was driving you home, he drove with one hand, the other one holding yours as his eyes were focused on the road. You felt comfortable, so comfortable, to the point where you fell asleep in the car with your hand in his.
The end of the day had come, and it's safe to say that it’s been such a rollercoaster that day, but overall, it ended with the best thing you can ever ask for, you can call him yours from now on.
The two of you stood in front of your door on your front porch, before you entered your house, you hesitated for a good fifteen seconds before giving him a quick peck on the lips, his face was frozen, let alone his face, his whole body was frozen, and you were about to enter your house before he pulled you in for another kiss, one hand is placed around your back, and the other supporting your chin, you can feel the slight curve forming from his lips, expressing his happiness to be yours.
When you’ve gotten cleaned up, you lie down on your bed, rolling around and throwing pillows across your room, clearly flustered from what just happened.
You hug the stuffed animals that he gave you, falling asleep with his scent that’s stuck on the item you’re hugging.
You’ve never had a better sleep than that night.
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{ Section 3: So…we’re a thing now? }
You and Gunwook would try to keep your relationship from your friends, but it seems like they just naturally figured it out by themselves.
Gyuvin and Ricky caught Gunwook kissing your cheeks once, and the others just assumed that you guys were dating.
☆ 3.15 PM
The eight of you were studying at a cafe together, preparing for the upcoming exam. You sighed, scrolling through the pointers on your laptop, overwhelmed by all of the things you have to prepare for, “You okay?” Gunwook, who sat beside you, asked you when he noticed your expression “Mhm” you nod, placing your head on his shoulders, “Cool, yeah, cute, get a room” Gyuvin sighed, earning a laugh from the rest of you.
It’s been a week since you and Gunwook started dating, this is all so new for both of you, so you’re taking the time to adjust, although Gunwook has been treating you in the best way possible, and there weren’t any awkward moments between the two of you.
There’s this one time when a junior went up to Gunwook while the two of you were walking together in the school’s hallway, and started to try and have a conversation with him, even asking for his number. Gunwook was a nice person so he kept up with the conversation, but when she asked for his number, he just smiled, holding your hands to give a code to the junior, she noticed the way your fingers were intertwined together, embarrassed yet sad, she walked away in defeat.
You continued scrolling through the pointers, taking notes of the topics that you didn’t quite understand yet. Even when your other friends were taking a break from studying, they’d order food and talk with each other, but your eyes and mind were still focused on your books and notes, panicked about failing the exam.
Gunwook was taking a sip of his drink while resting his back on the chair, keeping himself away from studying for a few minutes before coming back. He noticed you being so focused and stressed that your fingers were massaging the temple of your forehead, signaling the pressure.
He slid his plate of cookies to your side, also offering you his drink while rubbing your shoulders “Don’t think too much about it, you’ll do fine” he sighed, knowing that you were always the stubborn type when it comes to your grades “What if I don’t do well? What if my scores decrease?” you said panicked “At least take a break, yeah?” he replied, evidently worried about you “I will after I take notes of this slide, I promise” you smiled. He knew that you wouldn’t, he knew that you’d just continue studying without taking any breaks, but he also knew that forcing you wouldn’t make any changes, so he just sighed, taking another sip of his drink.
A few hours passed by and all of your friends had gone back to studying again after a few rounds of breaks, with no surprises, you hadn’t had a break at all, and the time was already showing 9.30 PM.
When Gunwook was revising his books and taking notes, he saw your head resting on the table with your eyes closed, he chuckled, finding you cute as you took a nap, but he also felt bad, because you’ve worked so hard the whole day while panicking about the exam until you didn’t get any rest. With some hesitation, he shook your body gently to wake you up, “Hm?” you spoke out tiredly “I’ll take you home, you need to rest,” he said softly, tucking your hair behind your ears “I’ll study for a bit more, please?” “No, you’re coming home.” he insists, his voice going firm to show his seriousness about his words “Fine” you yawned, knowing that you were tired anyway.
While he drives you home, he takes off his jacket to give it to you, giving you warmth and comfort so you can fall asleep again, which is exactly what you did.
When he was gonna drop you off on your front porch, you stopped in your tracks when you got out of the car, “Can you stay?” you asked “Hm?” “Stay for the night, Amaya’s having a sleepover at her friend’s and my parents are on another business trip, I’m uh..scared,” you said shyly, Gunwook staying over was a normal thing, it was never odd, it’s just that he’s always stayed as your friend, and not your boyfriend, “The clothes you left are still here, so…” “I’ll stay” he smiled “But you have to promise that you’re sleeping right away.” “I am, I promise”
After the both of you had gotten cleaned up, you both lay down on the bed in your PJs, you wrapped your body into the warmth of your blanket and Gunwook’s arm, falling asleep with his arms around you while his fingers played with your hair.
☆ 7.50 AM
As you woke up from your slumber, you felt an arm around your body, holding you close. You turned back your body to see Gunwook asleep, his hair covering parts of his eyes and his duck-like lips slightly parted.
The small ray of sun shining through the small opened space in between the window illuminated his facial features, without noticing, you found yourself staring at his beautiful face for a few seconds.
You were about to stand up from the bed, but your movement woke Gunwook up from his sleep. You faced your body towards him, giving you a clear view of his face, he smiled at you, rubbing his eyes while sitting himself down on the bed.
“Morning” he laughed, still trying to gather himself up while taking his glasses from the bedside table, “Morning” you smiled, standing up from the bed “It’s the weekend, let’s do something with the others instead of studying” Gunwook brought up while stretching his body “I mean, sure, but where are we going?” you asked “We can go karaoke? We’ve been planning on doing it anyway” he mentioned, bringing up an idea that you and your group of friends had planned on doing “Sounds like a plan” you smiled.
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When you arrived at the karaoke place, you entered the room that Yunjin had booked for the eight of you, seeing that everybody had already arrived, you and Gunwook laughed awkwardly, acknowledging the fact that the two of you arrived late, “Took you long enough” Ricky scoffed, taking a sip of his strawberry milkshake “In our defense, there was traffic” Gunwook shrugged his shoulders, sitting down on the couch with your hand in his.
Yunjin passed the mic to you, signaling you to go and choose a song to sing, and at the same time, Matthew passed his mic to Gunwook, signaling the same thing. You and Gunwook chose to sing Almost Is Never Enough, showcasing both of your talents through a duet. Your voice and Gunwook’s voice harmonized as your eyes connected while singing, losing yourself in the melody of the song.
When the song ended, you and Gunwook laughed, bowing at the crowd, or your friends, earning applause from the room, “I might cry” Sheon whined “What” Gyuvin laughed “YOU GUYS ARE SO CUTE” she exclaimed, fake crying while adoring the relationship you have with Gunwook.
Singing with Gunwook brought you back to the days when your tiny bodies would sing together for fun in each other’s room, not caring about your surroundings as a child.
You and Gunwook sat back down on the couch, you placed your head onto your boyfriend’s shoulder, making him smile and wrap his arms around you in response, he kissed the top of your head before saying something, “Babe” he said “Hm?” you look at him.
“Thank you for taking a chance with me.”
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How would first kiss with Karma look like?
♡ Karma x reader, oneshot! ♡
Korosensei is DEFINITELY playing a part in this.
He’s dragging the entire class down with him too.
It’s like the same vibe to what they tried to do with Karasuma and Irina. ( Where they’re over here trying to play Cupid and matchmake people.)
Neither one of you will admit to the other you like eachother so they take it into their own hands
The first Step of Class E’s plan was set in motion, Korosensei had handed everyone a personalized pop quiz.
He made sure to give you math questions he knew you’d struggle with because that’s Karmas strongest subject.
He did the same with Karma giving him very complicated questions on (your favorite subject but anything other than math).
He pulled Karma and you aside asking you to tutor eachother.
Karma would be helping you in math and you’d be helping him in (subject).
You were both pretty confused because Korosensei could help the whole class study at once if he wanted to but neither of you said it since it was a good excuse to hang out with eachother after school.
Step 2 was up and done by the time you were headed to Karmas house to study.
Thanks to Itona and Ritsu they’d gotten a couple of tech tricks down their sleeves ready to go.
You start working on the assignments and after a few minutes of talking the song double take by DHRUV starts lightly playing in the background.
“Can you hear that?”
“..yeah what the hell??”
Step 3 is set in motion
Sugino is in charge of dimming the lights and so he does 😭
Then [favorite flower] appears in your hand.
Korosensei put it there at mock 20, he also shoved Karma towards you.
Muramatsu and Hara were in charge of dropping rose petals down the stairs.
It’s so awkward and Karma gets back to his spot so quickly.
Now both of you are visibly embarrassed😭
“I swear I don’t know where any of this is coming from.”
“This has to be Korosenseis way of messing with us.”
You both start looking around, then, lo and behold Rio and Fuwa fall out of the cabinet they were hiding in.
“Rio I told you you were taking up too much space!”
“I was trying my legs were hurting!”
Korosensei gets out of his hiding spot to frantically checking to see if they’re hurt.
Since their cover was already blown the rest of the class came out of where they were hiding.
It was actually pretty impressive how so many of them managed to hide in silence for long, minus the way Rio and Fuwa fell, everyone had been really sneaky.
You look around and notice Korosensei had a camera on him, Maehara took a step forward getting out of the curtain he was hidden behind of and winced when he realized he accidentally pulled the rope that was attached to a “Congratulations on your Relationship!” Banner. (They couldn’t find one in store so Sugaya designed it and Ritsu got it printed out.)
After seeing Maehara messed up anyway Okajima pops one of those little confetti cannons when he notices everyone turned to look at him he goes “sorry the urge was too strong I really wanted to do that.”
Everyone starts frantically apologizing like:
“We shouldn’t have done this we’re sorry for being pushy!”
“Yeah- also Karma we ate the brownies in your fridge, planning this was a lot of work.”
Except for Terasaka and Hazama both of them are just like “You’re telling me we were dragged here for nothing??”
Nagisa is the last person to say anything “We were being pushy I know- but we only wanted to help you out since you like eachother.”
Before you can reply they’re out the door. (They were too scared to hear anything Karma had to say)
The second they leave you both are laughing so hard and just poking fun at the whole situation.
“What where they even going for they made it seem like a proposal—”
“Right! I thought I was imagining things until Rio and Fuwa face planted!”
After a while of joking back and fourth you decide to bring Nagisas apology up.
“About what Nagisa said… you like me?”
“what about you- do you like me?”
“Hey! I asked you first.”
“I thought it was obvious I do.”
Karma leans closer to you
“Can I?”
You kiss him and *click*
Korosensei was at the window with the Camera still, he flew off fast when he realized the flash was on.
“Huh maybe they’re plan wasn’t as stupid as we thought.”
“Do you think the whole “im sorry” act was apart of the plan or just a happy accident?”
“Happy accident? I take it you liked the kiss then?”
“Shut up.”
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orphicdreamers-wp · 3 months
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Calgary — Ethan Edwards
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Summary: You find yourself slipping into old habits and only know one person who can help you. The one person who won’t talk to you. So you turn to music
Content Warnings; Drug addiction, mentions of a previous overdose, angst, mentions of oxycodone.
Pairing; Ethan Edwards x Reader
Based on Calgary by Tate McRae
You stared at the bottle of oxycodone pills on the floor in front of you. You were sitting in the middle of your dorm room floor in tears. This past term had been overly stressful for you, you knew double majoring in criminal justice and political science wasn’t going to be easy for you but you were determined to turn your life around when you changed majors from visual communications. You’d changed your major once you were welcomed back to UMich following your overdose. You had been suspended for 4 months for not following the student conduct policy. You were graciously welcomed back the following academic year, you decided to turn your life around then.
Mostly because your overdose cost you everyone in your life’s trust and support. You also lost more friends than you would like to admit. You wanted to be upset about it but you knew it was your own fault for the ending of your friendships. The biggest loss would have to have been the fact that you lost all the friendships you had with the UMich hockey players. You had no contact with your best friend since you were 3. You felt guilty for him finding you, you felt worse for the words you said to him in the hospital.
You finally caught your breath and shoved you phone and the pill bottle in your pocket as you walked into your private bathroom in your dorm room. You placed your phone on the floor besides the toilet bowl and dialed Ethan’s number. Your heart clenched with every ring, but even more when his voice mail played, “It’s Ethan, don’t leave a message that’s what texts are for.” You sighed after the beep, “Hey Eth, I know I shouldn’t have called but I’m not doing too well. I’m alone in my dorm right now packing to head home for break. I found a bottle of pills. I won’t lie, I thought about taking them. I thought I had my shit my together. I can’t take these though they look tempting. I can’t do that to you guys again.” You let out a sob as you dumped the bottle into the toilet and flushed the toilet. “I miss you E. I’m really sorry.” You hung up as another wretched sob wracked through your body.
Ethan let out a yawn as he sat down at his locker and opened his skate bag and tucked his skates into them neatly. He changed in record time, Mark was going to his girlfriend’s house for the weekend so Ethan had their apartment all to himself, which meant blasting Phoebe Bridgers during his shower in peace. He was sliding his hoodie over his head when he felt his phone in his sweatpants pocket. He hadn’t checked it since he’d come off the ice after practice. Not that he was expecting anything but out of habit.
He slightly panicked when he saw he had a missed call and a voicemail from you. He connected his headphones before pressing play to be met with your sad voice, “I found some pills.” Ethan’s heart rate spiked, he couldn’t lose you again, “I didn’t take any, I miss you E.” He had to sit down in order to not lose his balance. She didn’t take any, she’s okay. That was what Ethan was repeating to himself the entire drive back to his apartment.
A good 8 months had passed since you left Ethan that sad sob story on his voicemail. You took a 90 day leave from UMich and admitted yourself into a rehabilitation program. You also started NA and AA immediately after leaving the program. You returned to school and made the deans list and you had taken up songwriting. You also changed majors again to Entrepreneurship and opened a coffee shop.cYou still had a lot of forgiveness to ask for, but you were mending a lot of broken relationships. You hadn’t had any contact with Ethan or anyone you knew around that time. Currently you sat on a barstool holding a acoustic guitar in your coffee shop off of campus. You had expected to see Ethan around campus and in classes, definitely not here and definitely not with a handful of other UMich hockey players.
You tore your eyes away from him and adjusted the microphone in front of you, “Hi guys.” The usual Thursday night crowd, who all had their stories and songs or poems they shared greeted you back. You cleared your throat, “For anyone who doesn’t know how this works. Welcome to Thursday Tunes here at Blessing UnDisguised. I am the owner of the coffee shop and my name is Y/N and I am a recovering alcoholic and addict. I opened this place as I like to call it around 3 months ago. I had my struggles with my recovery and wanted to give myself and others a safe place. And many of my regular costumers here know I write music now, so I have a song I’d like to share if you don’t mind.”
Your eyes held a glimmer Ethan hadn’t seen in years and it almost brought tears to his eyes. He hadn’t heard from you or seen you since before you left him that voicemail. He didn’t reach out, mainly because he didn’t want to hurt you by not being what you needed. But in this moment he could see you had finally gotten the help and stability you needed. A proud smile formed on his face as you tuned your guitar, “Okay so some backstory to this song, I wrote this about 8 months ago. I wrote this while I laid on the floor on my room in rehab. I had realized the night before that I still needed help. Admittedly I called my ex and dumped some of my problems on him. Which I shouldn’t have done. But I checked myself into rehab the next day. I wrote this about a time in my life where I didn’t have anyone because I had drugs. I’ve struggled with drug use since I was 15 years old. I’m now 21, as of 2 days ago. So here’s a song I wrote about being 20 and just feeling alone.”
Same bar, same street. I’m 20 but I still feel 15. Sane fears, same dreams. Still tryna get my brother to like me. You said I always seemed to land on my feet. But I got problems hanging like a chain around my neck. Trying but I’m barely seeing past 23. And the best of me, right now, is lookin a lot like a mess.
I thought I had my shit together. Can’t lie the pills are looking tempting. I thought I was hettting better. No I got better at pretendin.
Old friends, downtown. They didn’t like me then and don’t like me now. Im drunk, oh, wow. My old habits came back around. ‘I’ll figure it out’ that’s what I say. Figure it out and take a break. I’ll figure it out, maybe one day.
I’ll finally get my shit together. Can’t lie, the pills are looking tempting. I thought that I was getting better, no I got better at pretendin.
And I do it again. I’m a creature of habit. The moments gone but I’m still tryna catch it. Everyone left and I never got past in. Never got past it. Same bar, same street. I’m 20 but I still feel 15.”
Ethan felt a pang of sadness in his chest upon hearing his own words he’d used against you in the hospital after you overdosed. Something that stuck with him for a day, but had stuck with you for a year. He felt guilt for abandoning you when you needed him. Mark felt the guilt in his stomach, you’d tried to stay in touch with him, shooting him congratulations messages when they won games, liking his instagram posts and congratulating him on his engagement to his long time girlfriend Zoe. But he ignored you.
You exited the small stage and went behind the stack of books acting as a divider between the customers and workers. You bend down to grab a bottle of water from the cooler and when you stood back up, you were met face to face with Ethan, Mark and a few other players. You felt like crying when you saw the way they were looking at you, “So what do you think? You guys like Blessings UnDisguised or what?” Mark smiled, “It’s beautiful Y/N.” Seamus Casey and Rutger McGroaty were too engrossed in the hockey posters on the walls to reply. Zoe and a red headed girl you knew to be Luca’s girlfriend were flipping through the box of old love letters in the middle of the room to reply.
Ethan stood in front of you with an unreadable expression on his face, “You used it as decor? Here?” He was staring directly behind you. There were two(awfully made) pottery cups on a shelf behind you. They held tea bags and sugar packets. You and Ethan had made them at some pottery shop on a date your freshman year of college. You looked at him, “You always told me I’d find my calling and be amazing. I guess sometimes I still need a reminder.” Ethan smiled, “I’m really proud of you Y/N.” You smiled, “Thanks E. I’m really happy now. I’m proud of you too.”
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kittyscupcakeandbunny · 11 months
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A BREATH OF FIRE x MIN YOONGI
[Hybrid Gods AU]
PART ONE
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Wood, cinnamon and honey.
Side Character: Park Jimin/white fox hybrid.
Warnings: mentions of blood, violence, death, smut.
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Hot. It was so hot. I could feel the sun burning on my and skin a groan leaving my lips at the warm sensation a slight smell of honey and cinnamon waking me up. Confusion clouded my mind. Didn't i close the window before going to sleep? Lifting my hand up to cover my eyes i felt the soft mattress under my skin, so soft it was nothing close to the old white cover used to sleep every night.
The sun was shining so bright i could bearly open my eyes as i lifted myself up, the bed was too soft and comfy making almost impossible for me to do that. My mind was a mess and it felt like a i was hangover.
Realising I wasn't in my house i came to my senses and got up quickly taking in my surroundings. It was a small room with nothing on it but a bed on the floor with golden and black covers on top of it.
More thoughts about last night events clouded my mind as they came rushing back to hunt me. The man following me, me running into the forest the lake and... The mysterious creature who saved me.
"now... you owe the fox two wishes."
A fox... i clearly saw the ears on his head and his eyes. Golden Amber eyes. No human could have eyes like that. Just what is him?!
- you're awake.
The voice said behind me making me turn quickly, startled by his sudden entrance. He looked the same as last night. Amber eyes like gold, dark hair falling over them his scar on his right eye. He wore traditional clothes like last time, mostly black with golden details everywhere that made him look like a king.
- I've brought you clean clothes - he said, handing me them. - sorry i don't have anything... feminine. Those are mine.
- it's fine.
I manage to say while taking the clothes from him, our fingers slightly touching as i do. His eyes never leaving mine. Reading my face like a book he never saw before. He made sure i knew he was looking at me. I couldn't help but notice how his ears suddenly moved slightly.
- I'm sure you have a lot in your mind now - he said - but first, change and then come have breakfast with me.
He gave me one last look before making his way out of the room.
Taking a deep breath a looked at myself for a moment, my clothes were runied and i had drops of blood everywhere in them. I smelled like a tree. And blood. I looked for any wonds on my body but i found none, no scratches from the trees i ran into and no bleeding from falling into rocks. I had no injuries on my body from last night. This will go to the list of questions i would have to ask him later.
Holding the clothes he gave me my checks went red immediately. It was something semiliar to what he was wearing but instead of golden details it was red and had some flowers on it. It smelled like wood and honey.
I quickly change into it not wanting to make him wait any longer.
Making sure a double not it the strap around my waist I opened the door making my way out of the room. Instantly I'm welcome by a sweet smell of honey and herbs wich I assumed was chamomile.
- sit down, drink it - he order, golden eyes looking stray into mine he made sure to take a good look up and down before licking his lips - it will help you calm down.
- yes... - i made my self comfortable taking the sit in front of him, with the small cup between my fingers i blow it a little before taking a small sip. It was hot.
He only watched, eyes following my every move.
- eat some too... - he mumbled, this time holding a small piece of bread in front of me.
- thank you.
I took it from him having a bite of it. It was soft and sweet. I couldn't help but moan as i took another bite, it was still warm too. Did he bake this?
He looked at me as if he was pleased with himself, it made me realize the situation that brought us here. He wasn't human.
- sorry... - i said - it's really good.
- i know, a friend of mine always brings them for me. - he said while taking another sip of his tea.
- a friend..? - i insinuated.
- you didn't think Id be the only one, right? - he simply said. - there is so much about this world that you don't know...
Silence fills the air and i decided to focused on the food, too anxious to look at his eyes again. Or his ears. He seamed to be counting his options. Tell her or kill her.
He laid back both arms holding himself as he looked up then at me again, i just couldn't help but look at his ears. And he seamed to notice. He didn't smile this time. The scar on his face made him look deadly, and perhaps that's how he got it.
Remembering the way he just smiled as he killed not one but two people, no matter how good or bad they were. He killed them as if they were nothing.
But he's not human. I can't judge him for something he is not.
- what are you?
I manage to mumble the question at him. Still holding the cup of tea between my hands, he sits up looking eyes with me.
- I'm a six tailed fox. The protector of the lake you almost died in last night.
- how many... foxes like you are out there?. - i said. Putting the cup down.
- Many ... all over the world - he said - some hiding and some... well having fun. Disguised like humans trying to live a normal life.
- What about you?
- I don't care about that. I can't die. What's the point?
- i guess... last night... why did you save me?
- that's were the fun comes in - he said getting closer - you see... I'm six tailed fox, when your offered the help from me you owe me a favor - he explained - the same way around.
- so if i helped you...
- i would be obligated to return the favor.
- Why?
- It's just how it always been.
Now it makes sense. That's way he saved me. So I could owe him a favor. So he could have power over me.
- don't think too much of it - he said, taking one last sip of his tea - that's how the foxes live. The tales were never wrong about that.
- how do I repay you then?
He smiled at me full of mischief.
- Well... I saved your life - he said, holding his chin with his hand - how about you serve me for a life time?
- What would I do?
- that's for me to decide.
I gulped down. Serve him for the rest of my life? How could i even think about doing such thing. What about my life? I've been careful all my life. I never did anything that could put me at risk yet here I'm now. Sitting in front of a creature I never once believed existed, i almost died last night. I can bearly cut onions without almost losing a hand, how am i supposed to serve him?
- Let me put it in this way for you.... - he got up putting both hands on each side of my body, face bearly inches away from me - you don't have a choice, if you don't repay me with what i ask, the universe will make you pay on their own way.
His eyes were shining brighter then before, the strong scent of wood and cinamoon coming from him was stronger now. He almost looked deadly, but I held my ground. Locking eyes with him. I didn't felt threatened, i didn't felt fear even thought he looked at me with such burning stare.
Please do what I said.
Please.
For as much as i try to think this is absolutely bad, i shouldn't do It, who in your right mind would say yes to such thing?
- I'll serve you then - the words came out of my lips as if they were meant to, a whisper against his lips - a life for a life.
I watch the way a weight seamed to drop off his shoulders as he lower them a little, averting his eyes to look down where both his hands were cornering me on the table. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, still not moving and inch away from me.
Without even noting I was moving my hand towards his head, i wonder if his ears are as soft as his hair looks. But before I could kill my curiosity he stoped me, making me gasp as he held it tight now looking stray into my eyes.
- Don't cross a line you're not ready for.
Was all he said before lifting himself up and leaving abruptly. No touching ears then. Noted.
I took the time alone to think about the whole situation, how my life suddenly turned into in a spiral of ups and downs with a simple descicion. I couldn't blame anyone for it not even myself, all that has happened was completely out of my control.
I should focus on the present. At least I don't have anyone to miss me back home.
After I'm done eating I clean up the table and put the rest of the food in their respective places, taking a look at the small kitchen that was behind the door on the left the house wasn't so big but it was cosy. Once I'm done with cleaning up i go back to the room I was sleeping before, he hasn't come back and probably won't so soon.
With that thought I let myself fall in the comfy covers of the bed, the smell of wood and honey embracing me to a deep sleep.
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A soft cold breez woke me up, the sun light suddenly moved from my sight and i was thankful. If it wasn't for the soft breathes over my face wich made me wake up instantly. I held a hand up my lips as icy blue eyes stared into mine, white hair falling over them and... ears. Another fox?
- Oh... did I wake you up? - he said softly and smiled.
Going back to a sitting positing i follow it sitting across from him.
- Sorry, how rude of me, I'm jimin.
He just sat there looking at me adorably, he was a bit short and was sitting holding both his feet. He wore something similar to what the scar fox did. But his where white and baby blue. With silver details at the bottom.
- I'm... y/n.
- Sorry for waking you up, i came to deliver some bread but then... I smelled you and... i got curious. - he said looking at his hands, checks turning a bit red. How cute.
- It's okay. Are you a six tailed fox too?
- Yes! I'm a winter fox! Not six tailed thought...
- Oh... you came to deliver bread? - the fox did mention another fox who brings him... - bread! You brought It!
I completely forgot it. My first day serving a fox god and i didn't even made breakfast for him.
Quickly getting up and making sure a tied the not around my waist to hold my clothes, i make the bed and turn to jimin still sitting there looking at me confused.
- Would like some tea? - as i asked him he looked at me surprised but happy, a sudden cold wind making and entrance throught the window.
- I would love some!
As i started to boil some water and prepare some bread to set it on the table, jimin helped me picking herbs to make the tea.
- So... why are you here? Yoongi usually don't bring humans to his house. - he said while putting the herbs inside the jar. Yoongi.
Never once did it pass throught my mind to ask his name.
- Oh I... I'm working here.
- Oh... - the way he said it with so much feeling, as if i was a prisoner here.
- No, no... not like that - i said smiling - he saved me.
- He did?
- Yes. And I'm very grateful.
There was silence, then I sat in front of him on the table. He just looked around for a moment not saying anything.
- Look... Don't pity me - i asked him - he told me everything, and to be honest I'm just greatful he was the one who saved me.
- I won't. If you say it I believe it. - he smiled. - where is he any way?
- Oh he left early yesterday.
- That sly fox... and left you here alone? - he said, a small hint of mischief on his tone - so easy for another fox to steal you away.
The heat on my face was instant, the sweet boy in front looked at me with mischief and a lot of second intentions behind his lines. How someone so cute could be so dirty?
His eyes went up behind me and he burst a: hyung!
I could already feel the warm sensation behind me, he was standing right there. His strong presence was unmistakable. His smell of wood and cinnamon filling the air as soon as he stepped foot in the house.
- What are you doing here? - he asked the other fox.
- What do you mean? I always came here at this time but you weren't here so your loving helping lady welcome me. - jimin said, amusement sparking in his voice.
- She did? - his voice came lower closer to me as he sat right next to me in front of jimin, not choosing the sit a place for him at the end of the table.
I gulped more tea as i felt he looking at me, my checks burning.
- Maybe I should taught her a lesson about letting stray foxes inside my house.... - this time he looked at jimin.
- Com don't be so hard on her... she's just a human.
- If I'm going to deal with you so early I need some thing stronger then tea... - Yoongi mumble beside me, taking the tea from my hands wich made me look at him. He came closer to my ear to whisper softly - could you please bring me a bottle of wine I left it in the room?
Nodding I quickly got up and made my way to the room, my heart beat was beating so fast I was scared he might actually hear. Damn it. He was a supernatural being maybe he could hear It?
I took a few breaths in th room before making sure my checks were no longer burning red and my heart wasn't beating like a drum. Grabbing the wine bottle on the night stand beside the bed I made my way out of the room.
None of them talked as i sat beside Yoongi and pour some of the wine in a cup for him, looking at jimin who stared at Yoongi and vice versa. Was it a staring competition?
- Should I pour the guest some wine too? - i decided to break the ice. Yoongi immediately looked over me a smirk on his lips, then stared back at jimin.
- See? She learns fast. - he said - no.
- You dirty fox Yoongi... you know I hate your wine - jimin said, looking back at me with a soft smile - I'll stay with the tea we made.
- Okay.
I went back to eat, taking a bit of a cookie full of sugar with some strawberry jam on it. The silence was mortal, i looked at them both as they just ignored each other. Jimin smiled at me from time to time, Yoongi would tap my thigh signaling he wanted more wine.
The tension was so thick you could cut it through with a knife.
- I'm curious... what kind of relationship you guys have? - jimin suddenly asked.
- The kind that is none of your business. - Yoongi spat.
He is not in a good mood I can tell, every since he came back i can feel this uncanny energy coming from him, he didn't seamed like this yesterday and when he talked about others like him it didn't bother him. Jimin seems to be a friend of his. But he just doesn't get it that Yoongi is not in the mood. Or maybe he does.
This could end really bad if he doesn't leave. Yoongi don't look like the type to make friends, and if he ends up saying or doing something to jimin he might regret later. I can't let this happen. I'm here to serve Yoongi. I'll do it my way.
- I... I don't feel so good... - i said, turning towards Yoongi I grabbed his hand that rested over his thight.
- What is It? - he turned to me pulling me close, i couldn't even look at him in the face. If i do I won't be able to hold the lie.
- Please help me? - i asked, knowing he did not have a choice. Even if it meant I would owe him more.
- You seamed fine... is she alright Yoongi? - i felt bad at how worried Jimin actually sounded. But he can't be here right now. I saw what Yoongi is capable. I'm sure he knows it too.
Holding his hand tighter i hide my face on his arm trying to groan in pain. I was surprised at how fast he held me up bride style, making me hold his neck quickly hiding my face in it. My checks were on fire now.
- It would be best if you leave now - Yoongi said to Jimin, walking towards the room.
- O- okay. If you need any help-
- i won't. - Yoongi instantly cut jimin off.
After that I felt a sense of relief, then I was put on the bed. Yoongis face over mine as he examined every inch of my face, putting the back of his hand over my check. Loosen strands of black hair falling over his eye, the scar seamed darker this angle and his red lips from the wine...
I couldn't decipher his expression but he was genuinely checking to see if i was okay.
- Your warm... but I can't sense any sickness on your body... - he mumbled, closing his eyes as he still held my face in his big hand.
- I'm not - i breathed out.
- What? - his golden eyes looked into mine.
- I notice how you were not in a good mood... It seamed like you didn't want to talk about it with jimin so i made the excuse for him to... leave. - as i explained he looked at me as if not believing.
He chuckled then bite into his lower lip looking at me, now putting both arms at each side of my face.
- You sure know how to play your cards... - he said - but now you-
- I owe you - i interrupted him - i know.
He just looked at me.
- I don't mind...
I gulped down at my own confession. Not looking at him. His breathing was getting stronger, i could feel it on my face. Once I deared to look at him he had a different kind of expression I couldn't tell if he was enjoying this or being tortured by It, his usually bright golden eyes were a darker amber this time pupils full.
His scent was all over the room, wood and cinnamon with a bit of honey. Intoxicated by him all i could do was watch him, the way his eyes traveled over my face, how he would lick his bottom lip and then bite it. The smell of wine coming from them as he breathed out.
Everything about him was intoxicating.
- Yoongi?
- Don't.... - he said.
Eyes still closed he leaned down against my neck, i held my breathe as he inhaled my scent then groaned against my skin.
- You smell so good... - he mumbled on my skin, i tried to calm myself at how good it felt having his voice vibrate against my neck.
He kept it at this, slowly moving his nose up and down my neck. Soft breathy moans leaving his lips every now and then. Slowly he stared to lay his body down against mine, one hand circling around my waist using his legs to separate mine holding me still against him.
I gasped a the sudden move and held a hand against my mouth trying to keep any sound from coming.
- Yoongi... what are you-
I stoped myself from saying any more as he bite into my skin, both my hands holding his shoulders tight.
- So much better... - he said over my lips.
Golden eyes looking at mine.
- Now you don't smell like him anymore.
Wait this is what this is about? I smelled like Jimin?
- Since you owe me little human.... - he said caressing my check - i want to sleep like this with you.
- Just sleep? - i asked, he chuckled at my question.
- Why? - he leaned down and whispered on my ear - you want something else?
My checks burned hot.
- I mean... you kind of started - i said. He looked at me incredibly offended.
- I did? You did, you are the one who- he stoped himself.
- What? - i insisted.
- No. I need sleep. I didn't have any last night. - he stated. Making himself comfortable over me, laying all his weight on me.
I can't believe this. What have I put myself into? This fox is going to make me have grey hair in my 20s.
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storiesforallfandoms · 8 months
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play date ~ ryan gosling
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request?: yes!
“hi could i request a ryan gosling x reader”
description: when he goes to pick up his daughter from a play date, he finds himself drawn to the mother of the other girl
pairing: ryan gosling x female!reader
warnings: swearing
masterlist (one, two, three)
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Ryan pulled up to a house, double checking the address Eva had given him. It was the day he was supposed to pick up the girls for his week with them, but Eva hadn’t told him that they were over to a friend’s place for a play date. When he showed up on her doorstep, she seemed confused at first, until realization hit her.
“Shit,” she said. “They’re not here, they’re at a friend’s place. I totally forgot you were getting them today and forgot to tell you. Hold on, let me get the address.”
He knew it wasn’t on purpose that Eva let the girls go on a play date when he was supposed to be picking them up. He knew she had genuinely forgot what day it was, and didn’t think to tell him before he showed up. Their separation was amicable, and they continued to be friendly for the sake of their daughters. But that didn’t make the back and forth with the girls any harder. He didn’t want them to have to go through this; neither of them did. They fought so hard to make the relationship work, but in the end they had to make the difficult decision.
It was hard to be away from his girls. Ryan and Eva had come up with a schedule where the girls would go back and forth between them on a weekly basis, and specific holidays, but the schedule was often changed when Ryan had to film or do press tours. There were times when he went several weeks without seeing them, which had always been hard on him but, for some reason, it had been a lot harder since the separation.
No, he didn’t want to take the girls from their play date if they weren’t ready to go, but he was excited to finally get to have his time with them again.
He walked up to the front door and knocked. A few moments passed before a young woman opened the door. She seemed shocked to see Ryan on her doorstep, and he hoped he wasn’t about to have a fangirl encounter by the person who was looking after his kids.
“Can I help you?” she asked.
Ryan waited a moment before responding, trying to figure out if this was her genuine reaction or if she was just playing it cool. “I’m here to pick up my daughters.”
“What are their names?”
“What?”
“Your daughters, what are their names?” Ryan told her, but she continued to look at him skeptically. Wait, what? “Do you have some ID on you?”
A scoffed slipped from Ryan’s lips. “Are you serious?”
“Listen, I’m not just letting kids go with any strange man who shows up on my doorstep claiming to be their dad. That’s how kids get kidnapped.”
What she was saying made sense, and Ryan probably would’ve appreciated her extreme caution with his kids under different circumstances. But right now he just wanted to see his girls. He opened his mouth to respond, but was cut off by two small voices calling, “Daddy!” before two bodies barreled into him. Any annoyance melted away as he wrapped his arms around the young girls.
“Hey sweethearts,” he said, kissing each of them on the top of their heads. “You guys having a good play date?”
“Yeah!” they both said.
“Are you ready to go home? Let’s go get your things.”
He didn’t wait for the woman to invite him in. She had already stepped aside when the girls had come out, so he simply walked past her without any acknowledgement. The girls raced down the hallway and turned to go down a flight of stairs where the voices of other children could be heard. Ryan waited at the doorway of the porch.
“Sorry for the second degree,” the woman said. “I try to be protective over the children in my care. You never know what kind of sickos are out there.”
“It’s okay. I understand,” Ryan assured her. And it was actually okay. He had come to his senses finally. “Are you, like, an at home daycare?”
“Oh, no. I have a boy around the same age as your girls. I usually host the playdates for all the kids in the same grade. So, maybe I am an at home daycare at this point. My name is (Y/N), by the way.”
“Ryan.”
He shook her hand, waiting for her to connect the dots. He expected to see realization in her eyes, followed by the inevitable freaking out over meeting him. But it didn’t come. She shook his hand with a friendly smile before pulling her hand away. She gestured for him to come inside, so he followed her further into the house. He was feeling very shocked by the fact that this person wasn’t acknowledging his celebrity status, but he also wasn’t about to bring it up. This might be his one chance to feel normal for a few minutes, and he didn’t know her enough to know whether or not he could trust her with his kids after she found out he was famous.
(Y/N) led him to her kitchen and went to the fridge. “Do you want anything to drink?”
“I’m good, thanks.”
She gave him a look. “Those girls aren’t gonna be ready any time soon. You might want to make yourself comfortable.”
Ryan chuckled as he realized that she was right. It had definitely been enough time for the girls to get their things together and be ready to leave. Instead, he heard children giggling from downstairs, which he was sure was the kids playing again.
“Do you do all of this on your own?” Ryan asked as they sat down at (Y/N)’s table. “Being a not daycare?”
(Y/N) chuckled. “Yeah, I do. Sometimes some of the other parents will bring snacks and stuff when they drop their kids off, but no one sticks around to help. Not that I really need it, though. There’s not a lot of kids here usually, and they’re all very well behaved.”
“Your son’s dad doesn’t help out?”
She shook her head. “He’s not in the picture. He hasn’t been for a long time. Ever, really.”
Ryan winced. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I’m not looking for sympathy or anything. This is how things have been for me since Jake was born. My ex skipped down when I found out I was pregnant, so I got over it long ago.”
Ryan looked down at the glass of water (Y/N) had given him. He suddenly felt guilty for his feelings about his separation from Eva earlier. At least they had committed to remaining civil with one another for the sake of the kids. Even if Ryan didn’t get to see them often due to work, he still made the effort to see the girls and get his time with them. He couldn’t imagine never seeing his daughters, let alone not wanting to see them.
“Hey,” (Y/N) said, snapping Ryan out of his thoughts. “Stop with the internal pity party. I said I’m over it, and I don’t want sympathy.”
Ryan smiled. “I know, I’m sorry. I was just thinking I can’t imagine not being in my daughters’ lives. They mean the world to me.”
“They’re lucky to have you as their dad.”
A chorus of laughter came from downstairs. Ryan and (Y/N) both looked in the direction it came from, mirrored smiles on their faces. Hearing that his daughters were having such a good time made him not worry about how long he’d be waiting for them to be ready to leave. That and the fact that he was starting to enjoy his time with (Y/N).
“I have to apologize for how I reacted to your questioning earlier,” he said. “I didn’t really expect an interrogation when I came to pick up my daughters.”
She waved off his apology. “I took you by surprise. I can’t blame you for being annoyed. I just thought Eva was the one coming to pick them up, so when you showed up on my doorstep I was a little suspicious.”
“I appreciate you keeping the kids safe, though. At least I know I can feel at ease when they’re here. Eva didn’t tell me they were here until I showed up at her place to pick them up, and I guess neither of us really thought about calling you to let you know I’d be getting them instead of Eva.”
“Wait,” (Y/N) said. “Are you and Eva not together?”
Ryan shook his head. “We split up a few months ago. It’s been tough, but we’re trying to stay as friendly and civil as possible for the sake of the kids.”
(Y/N) looked like she was also deep in thought as he spoke. She nodded, but didn’t reply for a few moments. When she finally did speak, she had decided to change the subject and Ryan happily went along with it.
Time passed but neither of them noticed. They had gotten so deep into their conversation that they didn’t realize how long it had been since Ryan had told the girls to get their stuff together to go. They spent the time getting to know one another. After talking for some time, (Y/N) finally did admit that she knew of both Ryan and Eva’s fame status, but that she didn’t really care all that much.
“I met Eva before I knew she was famous,” she told him. “I only found out afterwards when this old re-run of 2 Fast 2 Furious was on TV and I recognized her. But by that point I knew her as the mother of Jake’s friends and I didn’t care to think of her as a big hot shot actress. Of course, upon looking her up I came to find out that her partner - or I guess ex-partner now - was also an actor.”
“But you didn’t know it was me when I came to the door?” Ryan asked.
“Well I didn’t look up pictures of you or anything, and I haven’t seen a single movie you’re in.”
“Not even The Notebook?”
(Y/N) made fake gagging noise. “Oh, I’m the exact opposite of Nicholas Spark’s demographic. The only one of his movies I’ve seen is that one with Clint Eastwood’s kid, and I only saw it because my best friend was going through a breakup and wanted to watch sappy romantic movies.”
Ryan chuckled. “You have no idea how refreshing this is, but also how relieving it is. It’s hard to find someone to look after your kids without worrying if they’ll run off and tell the press personal things to make a quick buck.”
(Y/N) scrunched up her nose in disgust. “That’s terrible. People are fucking awful.”
Ryan nodded his head in agreement. He didn’t have to be told twice. He had known that since he was a child himself.
Over an hour had passed by the time the two of them heard footsteps running up the stairs again. Ryan’s two girls, along with (Y/N)’s son, Jake, rounded the corner into the kitchen. Jake immediately ran up to his mother and jumped onto her lap. (Y/N) began to laugh as she wrapped her arms around him.
“What do you want?” she asked.
“Nothing!” Jake responded. “I love you, mommy?”
She gave him a skeptical look. “Okay, what do you want?”
“Hot Pockets!”
(Y/N) chuckled and kissed the top of the young boy’s head. “Okay, I’ll put them on.” To Ryan she added, “Do you guys want to stay for dinner? I know Hot Pockets aren’t anything super fancy or gourmet.”
“Can we daddy?” Ryan’s oldest asked.
He noticed then that neither of them had their things still. He smiled at the two of them and agreed, which resulted in loud squealing and repeated declarations of love before the three of them ran back downstairs.
By the time the girls were actually ready to go, they and Ryan were the last ones to leave. The other kids had been picked up hours ago by their parents, but Ryan stuck around as long as the girls wanted to. He was enjoying his time with (Y/N) and didn’t want it to come to an end when he wasn’t sure when or if he would ever see her again.
But the sun had began to set and the girls were starting to get tired, so Ryan knew it was time to go. They finally collected their things, said their goodbyes to Jake and (Y/N), and started for the door.
“Thank you for letting us stay over for so long,” Ryan said to (Y/N) after getting the girls into the car. “We didn’t mean to impose for as long as we did.”
“Oh, it wasn’t an imposition at all,” (Y/N) assured him. “Jake loves the girls, and I enjoyed the company as well.”
They both stood in silence for a few moments. There was so much more Ryan wanted to say, but he just couldn’t get any of it to come out. He wanted to ask if he could see her again, maybe ask her on a date but not be so forward that that was what he was doing. But at the same time, he was almost nervous to do that. He didn’t know for sure if she was single, if she was even interested in him that way, if it was a good idea to try and date the mother of his kids’ friend. But at the same time, he really, really wanted to see her again.
“You should come over some other time,” she said, filling the silence. “Like...with the girls or...maybe without them.”
“Oh,” Ryan said, both shocked and relieved that (Y/N) filled in the gaps for him. “Yeah. I would love to.”
They exchanged phone numbers and said goodnight again, lingering for a while before Ryan finally tore himself away to bring the girls home. They were both already almost asleep when he got into the car. He smiled as he looked at the two of them in his rearview mirror, and smiled more as he noticed (Y/N) watching them from the doorstep.
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fallinforerling · 1 year
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LOVE ISN'T ETERNAL. chapter 9 - jb
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ೃ⁀➷ jude’s taglist
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After being dropped off by Jude’s parents, you stayed on the couch for a good hour thinking about how bizarre the whole day was. You didn’t even want to check your phone right now, so you just left it in your living room and went directly to get a hot shower. 
While undressing, you noticed that you had dinner while wearing Jobe’s jersey. Hah, now it made sense why so many people took double looks at you. Not that you cared.
You just wanted to relax for once. The whole process of getting ready for bed got you in a better mood; so after doing your skincare and drinking some tea, you felt ready to check your messages.
There were some texts from the girls and some from Jobe. You went for Jobe’s first since they were the most recent.
✉️ Jobe: Thank you for the weirdest night ever
✉️ You’re welcome?
✉️ Jobe: No, seriously. I haven’t seen Jude this happy for a while now
✉️ Jobe: He’s close to giggling and kicking his feet like a little girl
✉️ lmao
✉️ Maybe that’s because I told him I was going to unblock him
✉️ Jobe: Did you?
✉️ Not yet…
✉️Jobe:  Well, maybe you should
✉️ Oh my god??? What’s happening???
✉️ Jobe: I talked to him, just… Maybe? I won’t force you tho
✉️ I’ll consider it
✉️ Jobe: That’s good enough for me… Have a good night, darling
✉️ Good night, sweetie
Odd. What could possibly be happening that Jobe was (kinda) defending his brother? You didn’t blame him, obviously. But… Again, odd. With a shrug, you hopped on the girl’s group chat, which had lots of messages from hours ago.
✉️ Nikki: Weeeeell…. I was casually checking the TikToks people were posting about the game… You know, to see how it was going
✉️ Nikki: THEN… Girl, you went a bit viral agaaaaain. You appeared on the big screen and SOME people saw the little interaction Mr. Jobe and you had. The football fandom is going crazy again, a lot of people are debating if you’re his girlfriend or Gio’s girlfriend
✉️ Mia: Since none of them had said a word about the rumors… People are kinda taking sides
✉️ Mia: I also saw that after the first half some girls were looking for you because they were near your seat and you were gone. Then they noticed you were sitting next to THE Jude Bellingham and went on trying to figure out if you were his girlfriend instead while taking videos and photos to POST?!
✉️ Nikki: MESSY
✉️ Oh god… I just saw this… WHY ME, LORD?!
✉️ It’s like… For each day of peace I get, ten days of absolute chaos are piled up on my door
✉️ Nikki: It’s the drama, the fun, the footballers, the fame
✉️ Nikki: Our beautiful little WAG
✉️ Mia: If it’s not with douchie, it’s with that Gio guy
✉️ Mia: Heʼs hot af
✉️ Mia???? 
✉️ Do you want his number?
✉️ Nikki: Omg, Miaaaa
✉️ Mia: Both of you… Shut up. This isn’t about me finding Gio the hottest man alive, this is about YOU getting shipped with half of the footballers you know
✉️ Don’t remind me of that, please
✉️ I’ll better get some sleep before the vein on my forehead explodes, bye my loves
✉️ Nikki: Bye baby! Sweet dreams
✉️ Mia: Score a goal!
✉️ Fuck you lmao
Great. You were never getting rid of that stupid “popularity” among the football fanbase… Well, at least among the people that cared about the player’s love lives. They knew your face now, even if the subject of who your “boyfriend” was died down. You were out there forever for people to see and have an opinion.  
Time to sleep.
You were on your way to turn off the lights and wash your cup when the telecommunicator started to ring; you almost let out a scream. Who on Earth was ringing your house at two A.M?! With your heart beating like crazy, you ran to answer and yell to the jerk on the other side. 
“Miss! I’m so sorry to bother you this late but…” Mel’s words were interrupted by some loud male voices. “There’s a couple of gentlemen asking me to allow them into your floor…” Oh, poor Mel. 
You couldn't scream to your sweet doorman Mel.
“Mel! Hi... Gentlemen? As... Men asking to come here?” This was unbelievable.
“Yes, uh. They'd been here for at least ten minutes. I'd tried to persuade them into leaving but nothing works."
“Do you happen to recognize these gentlemen?” Your gut feeling was very reliable, so you kinda knew who it was. 
“Well… I’m not so sure about it, but I think that’s… Bukayo Saka and Jude Bellingham, miss.” 
He surely knew them at first sight, but it was adorable he was trying to dissimulate it.
“Oh, my god…” You sighed. When was this going to end? “Just… Let them in, Mel.”
“As you wish.” 
You wanted to punch someone so bad right now. But you just stayed there, by your door, waiting for what seemed to be the night of never end.
No less than five minutes later, your door was being punched at. Because that wasn't a knock. You considered for a moment letting them outside, but you weren't going to sleep if you did that. 
When you opened it, the silliest sight welcomed you. There was Bukayo, a mutual friend that you haven't seen in very long, carrying (if you can call that carrying) a very drunk Jude. How did you know he was drunk? Well, he was (seemingly) asleep against Bukayo's side, only kept from falling because of his friend's arm around his waist. 
“Okay...” Was the first thing that came out of your mouth. “This is... Something.”
“So sorry to do this at such late hours... He's been so insistent. He got a bit too drunk and started to ask about where his girlfriend was and that he wanted to come home.” Bukayo's eyes went blank, sighing. He seemed pretty sober to you. “I tried to persuade him into visiting you tomorrow, but this guy never takes no for an answer.”
“That sounds like him.” You smiled at him apologetically. Because what else could you do? No one knew you two had broken up, and this wasn't the best moment to break the news either. “Let's take him to the couch, I'll help you.”
You got closer, feeling the smell of alcohol reeking from Jude. Iugh. You took one of his arms, putting it around your shoulders. Hah, and just a couple of hours earlier you were trying to avoid just that. With a lot of effort, both of you laid him out the best you could. That didn't mean that it was done in the most careful way. So he woke up, looking at you and then at Bukayo. 
“Am I dreaming, mate?”
“Nah, fam. I did what you asked me; I took you to your girl.” He palmed Jude's arm and then smiled at you. “Now I'm out, this whole thing tired me up.”
“That's okay. Thank you for taking care of him.” You gave him a little hug after guiding him to the door. “I hope we can catch up another time without this type of thing going on.”
“Me too.” He smiled again, looking as sweet as ever, and then turned and left. 
Now you were alone with...
“Darling?” Oh no, not the darling. 
You turned, looking at Jude, who was struggling to keep himself sat upright. He was looking at you with the most drunken-hazed eyes ever, accompanied by the biggest of smiles.
“Yes, Jude?” It was better not to argue with a drunk person this late at night.
“Can I tell you something?”  
“Yeah, sure.” You got closer, sitting on the carpet. Not too close, but not too far away from him. “What is it?”
“I'm an idiot. I'm so dumb, I got drunk tonight, and I miss you.” The smile left his face, but he was still looking at you with happy eyes. “Every time I see your face, I remember that I'm mad dumb for breaking up with you. Because I still love you. A lot.” He let himself fall back into the couch pillows, sighing. “I don't know why I panicked so much a month ago. It was a stupid chat.”
“Sorry?” Your heart was beating fast because of his past confessions, but this new phrase caught your attention way more. “What chat?”
He wasn't looking at you. He was just looking up at the ceiling, like he was trying to remember something.
“Just some stupid chat the coach gave us before you arrived at Dortmund that day... He was talking about how we, as professionals, had to settle in earlier so we didn't get carried away because of all the money and parties... And the drugs. He said that there was a reason for footballers to get married and have kids at such young ages.” He sighed again, looking tired. “And I knew he was talking to the younger part of the team, which included me... I just... I felt like I was being pressured to marry immediately... I got so carried away with my thoughts that I panicked when I saw you. You make me so happy, but I didn't feel ready for any of the coach's options.”  
“So... You broke up with me instead of talking?” Woah. “That's fucked up, Jude.”
“I know... And I'm not asking you to forgive me or... Get back together with me... Even though that's what I have been wishing since I said the words, but... I wanted you to know.”
He didn't seem drunk at all now. 
“Thank you for telling me.” That's all you could say for now. Too much information to take in. 
“Would you have said yes?” He asked after a few minutes of silence, still looking at the ceiling. 
“To what?”  
“Marrying me.”
You felt like someone punched your heart and took the air out of your body. At the same time. 
“I won't answer that.” Mostly because you didn't know the answer. “Get some sleep.” You got up, looking down at him. 
“Why not?”
You took a long look at his face. You gave him a little smile, reaching for his cheek with one of your hands. You caressed it with the tip of your fingers before regretting touching him at all. He closed his eyes, but opened them when you retrieved your hand. 
“Because there's no point in answering something that's not going to happen.”
He frowned, looking offended for a second before relaxing his face again. 
“Well, I haven't asked you.”
“And you shouldn't, because that's something you do when you're sure about it... And not drunk.” You took one of the covers you kept close, tucking him on the sofa so he couldn't move. “And when you're in a relationship, of course. Now sleep or I'll kick you out of my house.”
“Okay...” He appeared so similar to a kid now, all flustered and with big eyes. “I'm sorry for all of this.”
“I forgive you.”
And that was true. You forgave him for all of it. You couldn't hold a grudge forever. It wasn't healthy. 
“Really?” Hope sparkled in his eyes. It made your heart ache.
“I promise.”
Then you got closer and kissed his forehead to prove him right about your words. He gave you the biggest of smiles, again, before falling asleep right there. You gave him a last caress on the cheek before turning the lights off and walking towards your bedroom.
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You thought it was impossible to get any sleep after what happened, but the moment your head touched the pillow, you were out. The stress was draining your energy. You blacked out until the next morning, when a knock on the door woke you up. 
You remembered everything that had happened just a couple of hours ago. There was Jude, knocking on your door like he was a stranger. Somehow, it felt like it. 
“Come on in.” You said after a few seconds, rubbing your face.
The door slowly opened up. Jude was still covered in the blanket, holding it together with one hand below his chin while the other rubbed his eye. Pretty much the same as you. You couldn't help but smile a little at the sight. 
“Good morning.” Even his voice had a little hint of shyness.
“Did you sleep well?” Was all you said while you got up and walked towards the bathroom.
“Yes...” He followed you, just two steps behind. “Thank you.”
“Stop saying 'thank you', just come here and brush your teeth.” You grabbed one of the brand new toothbrushes you kept in the drawer, offering it to him. 
He seemed so scared yet happy about your behavior while taking the toothbrush. You weren't fooling anyone, it was fun to play with his mind a little bit. Payback.
He stood there watching you brush your teeth, wash your face, and brush your hair. It was very funny.
“I'm not going to suddenly take a knife out and follow you around the house with it, Jude. Get cleaned or you won't get breakfast.” You got out of the bathroom, smiling at him when he just blinked at you. “All yours.” And then you left him alone in there.
You entered the kitchen, ready for some breakfast. You heard the bathroom sink go on and off for a few minutes. Meanwhile, you decided to make some scrambled eggs with ham and toast some beagles. It was the best you could offer with so many thoughts taking most of your concentration. 
When you were finishing the second plate, Jude appeared by the door and stayed there. He looked at the plates with surprise, like it was actually impossible for you to be making breakfast for him. 
“It's getting cold.” You offered him one of the plates that was already sitting on the mini table you had available. 
“Are you preparing me for my sudden death, darling?” He sat in front of you, waiting for you to take the first bite. He always did that. 
“Not yet.” You took a bite off the beagle, smiling when he did the same. “Maybe after I eat.” 
He smiled but didn't say anything. You ate in silence, looking at each other from time to time. You felt different around him now that you knew what caused him to break up with you. It wasn't that you suddenly forgot about everything else or how mad you felt, but it made things easier. You wanted to talk. Now there was a real reason for it. 
“I'll wash the dishes.” Before you could say anything, he took both plates and stood up. 
“Go ahead... And after you finish them, we'll talk.”
“Do I make some tea first?” 
“Yeah, that'll be nice.” 
He seemed to understand what was crossing your mind, so he made the tea quietly and walked to the living room. You followed him. 
“Well...” You took a sip of the tea. “Do you remember what you said last night?” 
“I do...” He squirmed on the seat. He was nervous. “I wanted to tell you all that sober but... I fuck up things quite regularly.” 
You smiled, shaking your head. 
“Okay, it's good for the sake of this conversation that you remember everything. Now, when I said that I forgive you, I meant it. But that doesn't mean I'm not angry or hurt by all of it.” He nodded. “I'm still disappointed about how poorly you managed the whole thing; you just needed to talk to me, and the breakup would never have happened.”
“I know.” He covered his face, sighing. “I'm an idiot.” 
“Yeah! Look at me, I spent a month thinking you didn't love me anymore, and it turns out that you just were a bastard that didn't know how to talk to his girlfriend.” You slightly pushed his arm with your foot. “You said you didn't love me as you used to... Why?” 
“I don't know.” He groaned, taking his hands off his face. “I guess I wanted you to hate me. I’ve never stopped loving you.” He grabbed your ankle, dragging your leg closer to his body. “I think I love more than before, actually.” 
You didn't say anything for a while, you just looked at him for the longest time, trying to figure out what to do next. 
“I'm very mad at you.” You took a deep breath. “That club thing you did after we broke up is still fresh in my mind. I can't pretend everything is the same just because we talked.” 
“I know. I'm a jerk for doing that. I just wanted to see if... If I could act like I was okay. I wanted to feel okay. And couldn't accept that I regretted breaking up with you the second you left.” 
“Always your big ego, huh?” You laughed. “Don't take this as if we just got back together. We're... We're friends from now on.” 
“We are friends for now.” He said, smiling. “Because I'll do everything that's in my power to win you back.”
“Whatever you say, Bellingham.”
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star-girl69 · 1 year
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this kinda goes w the last headcannons u posted but what about ronal and tonowaris family reactions to reader being pregnant?
My Heart Never Knows
(Headcannons)
ronal, tonowari, tsireya and ao’nung’s reaction to reader being pregnant (with a little sprinkling of the sully’s)
their reactions:
ronal:
if she’s still trying to get over her prejudice of jake and neytiri then she just kinda side eyes them while she hugs you
“wait… this is like… y’all actually…”
she’s distraught a bit
“ronal pls i’m literally pregnant bc nice”
gets a little sad
“i’m sorry baby sister i really am so happy for you i love you so much just… them???”
tonowari:
does a double take
“what in the what”
laughs so hard when it clicks and hugs you
gets scared when he wonders if you’re going to be anything like ronal
tisreya:
screams
does a happy dance and almost falls over
starts talking to the baby immediately
“hi baby, ah, i’m your cousin, i love you,”
ao’nung
“oh ok cool”
is secretly a little excited and scared (he will deny it so hard)
wants a boy obviously
when you’re actually pregnant
ronal:
sometimes you’ll just like walk over to her and she’ll forget your pregnant and have a whole heart attack
then she remembers and everything is fine
i feel like she actually wouldn’t judge your cravings
invites you over to make the weirdest of them together
the hormones are strong we need some sister bonding
tonowari:
needs the cravings to STOP.
smells up the entire house
once you were walking with him and almost tripped
he practically threw himself on the ground to break your fall
you barely even stumbled so it’s ok
tsireya:
also talks to the baby so much
makes clothes for the baby
always manages to work it into the conversation that her aunt is pregnant and she’s so excited
even if she was talking to someone about fishing patterns
it’s kinda creepy but
ao’nung:
he’s just living his best life tbh
if you ask him to go grab something for you he’ll do it but moan and groan on the inside
if anyone’s seen the original headcannons:
when the ball lands near you he doesn’t think anything of it
then when lo’ak throws it back to him his eye is twitching
is so confused
when you turn your back lo’ak says smth like
“remember, she’s your aunt but MY mama”
is scared now
when you’re actually in labor
ronal:
is doing her tsahìk duties and helping you
is scared out of her mind tho
“you’re my baby sister, and you are strong. you can do this.”
she thought something was wrong for like a split second and almost fainted but then she double checked and it was fine
seriously almost had a heart attack though
tonowari:
just goes about his regular day
thinks about you a lot tho
if he’s in the village he’ll keep seeing people walking around with a baby and smiles and thinks of you
tsireya:
probably waiting right outside with the rest of the family
her and tuk cry together
is so confused when jake punches the wall
scared and stressing
ao’nung
“oh you’re giving birth? oh yeah ok”
“good luck break a leg”
(is secretly worried)
his friends keep asking him why he keeps missing the ball or something
tells them to shut up and that he’s doing amazing
meeting the baby
ronal:
just the biggest sigh of relief
so happy for you
when she sees you holding the baby she has to look away
if the baby has five fingers her eye twitches a little
tonowari:
laughs bc the baby is so small
he always forgets how small they are
like his hand is literally 3/4 the length of the baby or smth
claps jake on the back and says “good job son”
jake is like “thank you?”
(they’re secretly excited to be like bro dads)
tsireya:
“EYWA!!!”
laughs in disbelief when she holds the baby
immediately starts asking about the name
says it’s so beautiful and the baby is so cute
ao’nung:
“oh it’s a girl”
*ronal smacks him*
“I MEAN WOW HOW CUTE”
*ronal is side eyeing him*
“YK AUNT Y/N I WOULD LOVE TO BABYSIT”
secretly thinks the baby isn’t so bad when it’s not crying
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angywritesstuff · 1 year
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The one with “We were on a break”
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I have had this one shot ready for a week, but I didn’t post it because is not festive, but today I said fuck it 😂
Pairing: Henry Cavill x reader
Summery: After a fight you and Henry decide to take a break… you spend all your night deciding if maybe you didn’t make a mistake, Henry spends his night differently Warnings: angst, cheating (is it cheating? is it not? if you have seen the episode of Friends this is inspired of, you know what I mean), child abandonment. Poorly written English, English is not my first language so I’m sorry if there are any mistakes
The last year had been difficult for you and Henry, the constant arguing, the couple therapy, the costant nagging every time he traveled for more than a week without you, the fear every time he went out with his friends.
It all had started 12 months ago: you had just been promoted at your job and you couldn't have been happier, after years and years of given your all to your job your boss was finally recognizing your effort, you were engaged to the love of your life, you had a beautiful house and a super cute and fluffy pup. But the promotion hadn't only come with the gratification of your effort being recognized, it was also followed by a lot more responsibilities and hours in the office.
Henry had been happy and supportive of you, of course he had been, he had always wanted for you to be fulfilled in every aspect of your life and he knew that, even if you didn't need to work because he could provide with anything you could need and want, you had always wanted to be indipendent, you didn't want him to think you cared about his money, not even for a second. You always joked that when he got tired of it he could just "hang up the cape” and you would give him an allowance.
Even though he couldn't have been happier for you and your accomplishments, the longer hours in the office had started to weigh on both of you and your relationship.
Your relationship had always needed a lot of work: Henry traveled a lot for his job but you had always managed because you used to have stable hours, but being now the head of your own team you couldn't always go back home at 5 p.m. like you used to, beside you had just been promoted you couldn't ask for time off already.
All of that had reduced the time you could spent with Henry when he was home and it had started a chain of reaction that had ended with the biggest fight you and your fiancè had ever had in four years of your relationship.
You could still remember that day, and the days after, like it was yesterday, you could still remembered the emptiness you had felt as soon as Henry had slammed the door of your house, you could still feel the dread of losing the love of your life for a mistake you weren't sure you could forgive.
-10 months before-
You were in your office with your boss Daniel, trying to fix the mess that was the last shipment, you could see your cell lighting up with Henry's calls, but you could also feel your boss eyes burning the back of your head so you couldn't really answer, beside you were almost done. You didn't know what time it was, you didn't know how long it had taken but you had done it: you had fixed the problem and you had impressed your boss.
"Good job today, I was sure you were the right person for the promotion but i'm happy I wasn't wrong"- Daniel, your boss had smiled at you… and he never smiled, so you took it as a win.
"Thank you"- you had said while putting your coat on
"Why don't you take the next couple of days off? I know the last couple of months, after your promotion, have been tough and don't think I haven't noticed that you have been the last one leaving the office almost everyday since getting promoted. The project is bascially done, we have fixed the shipment problem, I'm sure your team can manage the last details without you"- you wanted to jump for the happiness but had tried to stay professional.
"Are you sure?"- you double checked
"Of course, you deserve it. I don't want to see you until next week"- Daniel said while leaving the office.
You were on cloud nine, you were tired of course but you couldn't wait to be home: all you wanted was to get home, drink a glass of wine and tell Henry the good news. You couldn't wait to spend some time with Henry: maybe you could take a long weekend trip, it was going to be amazing.
You arrived home and the first thing you noticed was that Kal didn't come as soon as he heard your car and that could mean only two things: he and Henry weren't home or Kal was too busy taking care of Henry to come to the door and that worried you...
"Babe? Kal? I'm home"- you said while hanging your coat. Henry didn't answer you but you could now hear Kal wining and the tv on so that meant he was home.
You went to the living room, sure that Henry was there by now, even if he hadn't answered when you had said hi, maybe he had just fell asleep while watching a film.
Only when you entered the living room you were able to noticed that the table was set, a simple candle as center piece, and a bouquet of red roses was resting on what was supposed to be your side of the table. Henry was on the couch and it was clear he was very much awake
"Babe. I'm so sorry, I-" you tried but he didn't let you finish
"it's 11 p.m. Y/n, you told me you were going to be home at 6 at most... at 6 and it's 11 pm"- you could see it was upset and the last thing you wanted was to have a fight. You were so tired, you just wanted to hug your boyfriend and go to sleep preferably with your bear of a man and your baby-bear of a pup keeping you warm.
"I know I'm sorry, I really tried but the shipment department made a mistake and it took a while to fix it but listen-" he stopped you again and now you were getting annoyed. He knew there were really few things that got on your nerves and people not letting you speak was one of them. But you took a deep breath trying to stay calm as long as you could because you could see Henry was mad and one of you needed to keep a clear head if you wanted to avoid a fight
"You tried, yeah that's what you keep saying, that's the only thing I have been hearing from you in the last two months, well that and the message on your voicemail since you seem to have decided to stop answering my phone calls. Do you even remember what today is?”-he asked and even before he had finished to speak you wanted to curse. Fuck the roses, the home cooked dinner, he was wearing your favorite suit...
"It's our anniversary"- you whispered, it's not like you had completly forgotten, you had rembered this morning but you hadn't seen Henry before going to work since you had gotten out while he was still on his morning run, just to be sure not to get late. You had asked your boss to go out a little bit early but then the mess had happened and you had forgotten about the anniversary, about the dinner Henry had planned weeks ago without telling you anything about it, wanting it to be a surprise. He had only aked you to be there and well... you hadn’t been .
"Yeah it's our anniversary and I just spent it without even seeing my fiancè since she was busy working all day"- he wasn't screaming, Henry never did, especially not at you, but it didn't mean he was any less angry
"I tried, I swear I had asked Daniel yesterday to finish early but-"
"Daniel of course"- he interrupted you again and now you had had enough
"What's that supposed to mean?"- now you were getting angry... ok you were sorry you forgot about dinner, you were sorry you got home late, but calm-Y/n had run out of patience and you didn't like the tone your fiancè was using with you
"There is something I should know? about you and Daniel?"- Henry asked and in that moment you could have strangled him
"Please tell me you are not serious right now"- you tried one last time to reasoned with your fiancé
"Do you think I didn't noticed how he looked at you at your promotion dinner? How he always tried to get his hands on you?"
"OH MY GOD! Not this again, there is nothing between us, he is fucking married and even if he wasn't do you really think I would cheat on you? is that the consideration you have of me? Do you really think that low of me?"- you didn't know if you wanted to cry or scream, maybe a bit of both. You were sure your relationship was solid but now it almost seems like it was falling to pieces in front of you
"No of course not. I dont know"- Henry said sounding deffeated
"You don't know... after four years together you dont know"- you could feel tears starting to fall but you didn't give them any mind -"Maybe we should take a break"- you added after a while you and Henry had spent waiting for the other to say something
"Yeah... let's just take a breath, I'm gonna take a walk, do you want me to get you something while I'm out?"- Henry was looking at you and even though you wanted to stop your mouth before it could spell the next words, you couldn’t, it almost seemed like you had lost control
"I meant a break from us"- you muttered
"You want to break up?"- Henry asked and you could see he was shocked and mad all over again
"I..."- you wanted to tell no but you couldn't speak, you wanted to stop him while he was getting his coat, you wanted to tell him you loved him when he was almost at the door, but you didn't. All you did was watch the love of you life slamming the door of your house while crying, Kal spent the whole time whining
-Now-
You had spent that night crying, trying to reach Henry on his phone to tell him you didn't really mean it, you were just tired and a little bit mad, you wanted him to get back home so you could rest and have that conversation when you weren't running high on emotion.
You had wanted to tell him you didn't mean it, there was no way you had meant it.
You heard the door opening and Henry getting in the house, you took a deep breath and tried to stop thinking about the past: you and Henry had moved past that fight and what it lead to. You had needed months of couple therapy but you were finally in a good place again.
"Hey baby"- you said while hugging Henry, the memory of that night had left you needing a little bit of affection
"You ok?"- Henry asked, he could probably see a lingering pain in your eyes, the pain form remembering but you didn't want to bring up that fight again, you had talk it through in therapy and you were over it, but sometime you still thought about that night, about what you could have said differently, you still wished no mistake had been made at work so that you could have been home on time... nothing would have happened then, or maybe it would have anyway, who knew. Your therapist had told you there was no good that could come from the 'what if' but you couldn't help yourself and, even if he didn't tell you, you knew it was the same for Henry, you knew he still thought about it, he still wished things had gone differently.
"Yeah of couse, I can't stop thinking about our trip for our anniversary in two months. Paris here we come"- you laughed trying not to think that your anniversary would always coincide with the worst memory of your relationship with Henry. But you had both decided you didn't want to lose the pleasure to celebrate your anniversary.
Henry smiled at you while tenderly kissing your temple
"I love you"- he said and your heart warmed as it did every time you heard those words from him. You two were ok... yeah you were
"I love you too"
You were about to kiss Henry when you heard Kal barking and the ring of the doorbell soon after.
"Are you waiting for someone?"- you asked
Henry shook his head before going to the door, you decided to stay in the kitchen so you could start cooking dinner, whoever was at the door Henry could handle it. But when 5 minutes had passed and Henry hadn't yet come back and hand't invited whoever was at the door in, you started to worry
"Henry who was it?"- you asked while reaching Henry at the door, but once you were there you almost stopped breathing: she was in your house with a stroller at her feet.
-10 months before- the day after the fight-
You had spent the previous night trying to reach your boyfriend on the phone to ask him to come back home, to let him know there was no way you wanted to break up, not even take a small break. That wasn't true, you had just been a little bit mad and very tired. But your calls hadn't been asnwered. You had then decided to leave him a message
"Hey baby I'm sorry about our fight, I didn't mean it, of course I don't want us to take a break. I'm gonna wait for you in our bed ok? Please come home. I love you"- your message had said
You were sure that as soon as Henry would have listened to your message, he would have come back home and you would have made up. There was no doubt in your mind.
You had fallen asleep while waiting.
The next day you had woken up expecting to find the warm presence of your fiance next to you, his big arms hugging you like he always did but you were alone, Henry's side of the bed was made.
You started to worry: there was no way that Henry after listening to your message hadn't come home, something must have happened.
You were ready to call every member of the Cavill family, every hospital in town to make sure he was ok, when you heard the door closing.
"Henry?"- you knew you were almost screaming but you were scared, you had been sure your fiance was nearly dead until a minute ago, otherwise why hadn't he answered your calls, why hadn't he come home.
"Oh my god Henry"- you flew in his arms as soon as you saw him, he squeezed you in between his arms, almost like he was sure you were going to leave. - "I'm so sorry about yesterday, I was just tired, you were right I need to balance my work and my personal life better, but you need to know I would never cheat on you, not with Danel, not with anyone. Beside Daniel gave me the next couple of days off, we could take the car and go on a road trip, we always wanted to do that. Henry are you ok? Did you get hurt?"- you asked in the end when you finally noticed you had been talking for minutes without Henry saying anything back.
"I'm sorry"- he only said
"I know I'm sorry too, we just had a fight, nothing that a calm conversation with a hot chocolate can't fix"- you gently kissed him on the nose.
Now that you weren't scare to death for your boyfriend safety, now that you could finally breathe and think clearly you noticed that your phone hadn't stopped beeping since you had woken up
"Oh my god, what is happening? I swear to god if something happened at work again I'm quitting"- you went to pick up your phone to understand what was happening that had people blowing up your phone.
"i'm sorry"- you heard Henry's saying once again while you looked at the thousand messages people had sent you, every one of them had photos of Henry with his arms around someone else, of Henry entering an hotel with another woman, photos of Henry kissing a woman that wasn’t you.
You looked at Henry and when he once again said sorry you were sure you were gonna be sick
-Now-
And now that woman was on your door step, with a straller on the floor at her feet.
"what is she doing here?"- you asked Henry and you knew you sounded harsh.
You could see the hurt in Henry's eyes, the fear of losing you, the same fear you had worked on together on therapy, you could see it, of course you could, but at the same time you could also see the woman your fiancé had cheated you with in your home, with a baby in toe.
“I don’t know”- Henry said unsure, it was clear he didn’t know who to look at, his eyes kept going from you to the women at your door to the baby no one had talked about yet.
You wanted to run, you really did, the woman that had almost broke your relationship forever was in front of your fiancé and even though you didn’t think Henry would hurt you like that again you weren’t going to risk it. You didn’t want to hate her: it was Henry who was in a relationship back then, he was the one who had made the mistake, but still you didn’t want to see her.
“I don’t want it”- the woman said bringing back you on earth
“What?”- Henry said
“I don’t want it, the baby, it’s yours. You can do whatever with it, you can keep it or give him up for adoption, I don’t care”- she sounded like she was talking about a thing and you really wanted to punch her
“You can’t just leave your baby with me, you don’t even know me”- Henry said while you stood there looking at the scene like it was a movie you were watching, like it wasn’t really happening in real life, like it wasn’t happening in YOUR LIFE.
“It’s not my baby”- she said before turning her back to you and leaving, the baby was still asleep in the stroller on the floor.
Henry picked the stroller up, and started to go in the living room, probably trying to understand what to do now
“Y/n”- Henry called you once he noticed you stood still at the door but you couldn’t move. You wanted to look at your fiancé but you knew once you did everything was going to become real or well real for you at least.
“Y/n, baby”- Henry said coming back to you once he was sure the baby was safe and asleep. He gently shook you, trying to get you to look at him and not at the now closed door
“You have a baby”- you just said
“I-“
“You have a baby with another woman… you had a baby with the woman you cheated me with”- you knew you sounded like a broken record but you were still processing
“We-“- Henry tried but you stopped him before he could even really begin
“Don’t even try saying that we were on a break, because I swear to God Henry… Fuck, you have a baby, and it’s not mine, fuck”- the tears were coming, you knew it, but you couldn’t help it, what do you do when your fiancé have a baby with the woman he has cheated you with?
“I think I need a moment”- you said
“Ok”- Henry said thinking you were going to go to the bedroom, but soon it was clear he had been mistaken -“where are you going?”- he asked when he saw you putting shoes and coat on and opening the door
“I need a moment”- you left without even looking at you.
You knew you should have stayed, you didn’t want to hurt him, you really didn’t but at the same time you were feeling all the hurt you had tried to leave behind and you didn’t know what to do.
-10 Months ago, the day after the fight-
“Y/n, talk to me please”- you had been staring at your phone for what it seems like hours without saying a word and Henry was starting to get worried. He tried to gently take your arm but you took a step back
“Don’t touch me”-
“I’m sorry, Y/n I made a mistake, an horrible one but I’m sorry”- Henry tried again
“A mistake?! You slept with another woman Henry”
“She didn’t mean anything”
“And yet she was worth jeopardizing our relationship”
“I didn’t think there was a relationship to jeopardize, I thought we were broken up”
“I asked for a break, a break I was ready to call off as soon as you got out of the house, I tried to call you so many times last night but you were too busy screwing someone else to answer me. You were busy sleeping with another woman after you had just accused me of cheating”-
“I’m sorry, I thought we were broken up, it doesn’t justify what I did I know, I fucked up but please, please, tell me we can fix it, tell me how to fix it”- Henry asked with glossy eyes
And you just stood there looking at the man you loved asking yourself if you would ever be able to forgive him
-Now-
You weren’t even sure where you were gonna go, you weren’t even sure what to do, you just got in the car and stood there.
You just stayed in the car, in front of your house where your fiancé was alone with a month-old baby, a baby that you didn’t give him.
You looked at your phone, you didn’t even know how but you had spent an hour in your car without doing nothing, you took a deep breath and looked at the house: there was no doubt anymore, you knew what you were going to do.
You exited the car and got in the house; you could hear the baby’s screams, so you let them lead you where your man and the baby were.
“You’re back”- Henry took a deep breath as soon as he saw you: you didn’t know if it was because he didn’t know if you were actually going to come back tonight or at all, or if he was hoping you could help him with a baby that apparently had been crying for a while, almost for as long as you had been gone.
“Why is the baby crying? Did you check the diaper? Did you feed him?”- you asked getting closer to Henry and gently caressing the baby’s feet
“You’re back” Henry said again
“Henry focus, yes I’m back”- you looked at your fiancé’s eyes for the first time since you had been back and you could see he was just as scared as you, you were both scared you weren’t going to survive another tsunami
“You left”- he just said
“I know, I’m sorry, I needed a moment or an hour apparently”- you shrugged
“Where did you go?”- he asked
“Nowhere actually, I just got in the car and stayed there, I needed a moment but we are gonna be alright, ok?”- you caressed Henry’s curls before pooping the baby nose softly watching the baby stopping screaming for a second before starting again -“we’re gonna be ok, we are probably gonna need to schedule a couple appointments with the therapist, but we are gonna get past this, but we need to focus on the baby right now.”
“Ok”- he just said waiting at you for direction… oh your man
“I think she left some formula and some diapers so I’m gonna take care of the baby and you are gonna make some calls”
“Calls?”
“Yes Henry calls. You need to call one of your brothers to get some stuff for the baby, the last thing we need is paps seeing me or worst you buying baby stuff, we need to be careful, at least until we have a better understanding of the situation. You also have to call your lawyer we need to know what to do, how we can be sure the baby is safe, how we can be sure no one can take him from us”- you were on a roll
“Us?”- Henry asked still shocked about the whole affair
“Yes us, if this baby is yours we’re gonna take care of him, love him like he deserves, like I know you have wanted to do as soon as she said it was your baby even if you haven’t said anything because you think I’m gonna leave you, I’m not. If you are the father, this baby is mine too, that’s it! But Henry tomorrow you need to make one more call, we need to have a paternity test made and probably have a doctor take a good look at him, just to be on the safe side”- you could see Henry’s heart breaking a little.
The little man has been in his life for just an hour and he was already attached, he was heart broken at the simple idea of giving him up.
“Henry I really hope she told the true, I know you want to be his father, but if you’re not, don’t you think his father deserves to know?”- you gently smiled at him
“You’re right”
“Of course I am, I always am right”- you smiled at him knowing that you were going to be alright. The baby, who had calmed down a little as soon as you had taken him in your arms and had started bouncing around, gave a little scream of unhappiness
“Yeah someone is hungry, aren’t you baby boy?”- you softly said to the baby.
You looked up, knowing that Henry was looking at you two and seeing his eyes filled with love you knew you were gonna make a beautiful family
“We’re gonna need a name”- you and Henry smiled
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jackhues · 1 year
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(mockingbird au!) colours - platonic!quinn hughes
request: i’m new to your blog but i’m obsessed! for the mockingbird au i was thinking like y/n wants to dye her hair but is scared the hughes family might judge because of the way her dad did and like quinn being there for emotional support and she gets all good things said about it
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you scrolled through pinterest mindlessly.
as always, social media seemed to know exactly what you were thinking, feeding it all to you. as of right now, your feed was filled with hair dye inspiration.
pink, purple, blue, red, the colours were so lovely. you let yourself fantasize about them for a moment, imagining the colours in your hair. purple would look amazing, but green was such a pretty colour too.
the door opened, causing you to exit the app with practiced precision. 
you felt a little guilty, considering it was only jack entering your room. you trusted him more than anything, but old habits die hard.
“hi,” he smiled at you, his hair wet from the shower. the towel hung low on his hips, leaving little to the imagination.
you had been laying on his bed, scrolling on your phone as you waited for him to finish his shower. the two of you were supposed to head to the beach later that day, and then out for a cute dinner date.
“hey handsome,” you threw a wink in his direction, grinning as he blushed a bit.
he rolled his eyes, rifling through his clothes for something to wear. you continued scrolling through tiktok, double-tapping occasionally, but mostly just flicking to the next video.
“oh shit!” you grunted as jack threw himself on top of you. “jack! holy crap, you’re so heavy! off, off, off!”
jack laughed, resting his head on your stomach as he refused to get off of you. “can we just stay here? this is so much nicer than the beach.”
“if you asked me this two years ago, i would say yes, no hesitation,” you told him. “but, you and your entire family has got me obsessed with the water, so unfortunately, it’s a no. now get up, hughes. we’ve got a beach to go to!”
-
your pinterest feed was still filled with inspiration to dye your hair.
you sighed wistfully as you saved images and scrolled through the pictures. you were so engrossed in the fantasy of dyeing your hair, you didn’t notice someone else entering the kitchen.
“that looks nice,” quinn commented as he walked past you to get some cereal. “you gonna get one of those colours?”
you jumped, shaking your head. “a little warning would be nice.”
“i’m sorry, i’ll be sure to announce myself the next time i enter a room in my own house,” quinn joked. “the purple one looks cool. it’d look nice in your hair.”
you examined a strand of your hair, looking back at the picture quinn was talking about.
“really? you’re not just saying that, are you?” 
“no, seriously,” he assured you. “the red would look nice too. honestly, a lot of these would look amazing in your hair. you know, there’s a salon like fifteen minutes away. if you want, you can make an appointment and head over. mom’s been there a million times, so i know it’s a legit place.”
“i’ll think about it,” you told him, before switching the conversation.
less than an hour later, you found yourself texting quinn, asking for the number to the salon.
-
“you look so nervous right now,” quinn laughed as he parked the car.
“it’s not funny,” you told him, bouncing your leg. “i didn’t tell anyone. oh my god, i didn’t even tell jack, or ellen, or anyone. you know, maybe this isn’t a good idea. let’s just go back. yeah, i think i wanna read a book, or watch a movie, or maybe anything else.”
“woah, calm down,” quinn said, raising his hands. “it’s hair, it’s not a big deal. if you don’t like it, you can always dye it back. or choose a new colour.”
“what if jack doesn’t like it?” you mumbled. “or if everyone thinks i’m a weirdo. i don’t know, quinn. i don’t like this idea.”
“are you serious, y/n?” quinn looked at you. “give jack some credit, give the others some credit too. do you really think they’re gonna be upset with you over it? they all know it’s your hair, and whatever you do with it is your choice. no one’s gonna judge you, i promise.”
you took a deep breath, but you still couldn’t shake the unsettled feeling in your bones.
“i’m sorry, i’m not being fair to them,” you muttered.
you’d known the hughes family for years, and you knew that none of them would truly judge you for something as simple as dyeing your hair. but the way you had grown up made it hard for you to fully accept that someone could be so loving and accepting of everything. 
“don’t apologize,” quinn told you. “let’s go to your appointment. we don’t want them to cancel it. they don’t give refunds.”
you laughed weakly, following quinn to the salon. after registering with the lady, you headed over to the area she motioned, taking a seat in one of the chairs. quinn shot you a thumbs up before taking a seat in the waiting area.
you were relieved that he wasn’t going anywhere.
“let’s get started,” your hairdresser, mindy, smiled at you.
a few hours later, you were driving home with quinn, staring at your new hair in the mirror. you’d gotten the bottom half of your hair dyed a dark red, similar to the narcissa malfoy hairstyle. it was a little subtle compared to the other colours you’d been looking at, but you didn’t want to go all out on your first time.
“i take it you like it,” quinn grinned as you twirled your hair.
“i love it,” you corrected. “it’s so pretty, i don’t know why i didn’t do this before.”
you faltered, remembering why you didn’t do it. the glares and scoldings you would’ve gotten were too much for you to even think about it before. 
you took a deep breath, trying to force those memories and thoughts out of your head. you weren’t there anymore. you weren’t in contact with your parents for a very long time. and the hughes were completely different from them. they weren’t going to hate you for just dyeing your hair.
“it looks great,” quinn told you, shaking you out of your thoughts. “trust me, y/n, they’re all gonna love it.”
you smiled, “thanks, q. it means a lot.”
“anytime kid.”
the two of you entered the house, making your way to the living room, where anyone who was inside would be gathered.
not surprisingly, it was only ellen and jim watching a movie together. jack and luke were most likely already at the beach, trying to show off over the dumbest things they could think of.
“hey, you two back already? where’d you guys go?” ellen looked over, smiling.
“out and about,” quinn shrugged. “gotta show y/n around the city since she’s part of the family.”
you smiled a little, grateful that quinn hadn’t outed you before you were ready.
“did you have fun?” she asked. “please tell me that someone picked up my strawberries from the farmer’s market.”
“i got them,” you laughed a little. “i put them in the fridge because it’s hot outside.”
“thanks, y/n. you’re my compensation for raising three boys,” she grinned.
you laughed at quinn’s sulky expression, shaking your head to yourself.
“did you do something to your hair?” jim asked, narrowing his eyes as he scanned it. 
you froze up a little, trying not to think of your dad.
“yeah, i - um - i liked the colour,” you answered, a little quietly.
“it looks nice,” he smiled at you. “oh, and it even matches your outfit.”
you looked down at your red t-shirt, feeling yourself smile a little. it did match your outfit. 
“oh my god, that looks so pretty on you,” ellen gushed. “you look amazing, honey. honestly, i’m surprised jim noticed before me. i would not put money on that.”
jim made an offended noise, “hey, i’m very attentive.”
“mhm,” ellen muttered.
you and quinn shared an amused look, the four of you bursting into laughter. 
the front door opened, immediately letting in the loud noises of jack and luke. you weren’t sure what they were saying, but they were probably arguing over something stupid. 
“she wouldn’t!” luke said to jack, turning on his mom the second they entered the living room.
“yes she would!” jack argued. he looked at ellen, “mom, wouldn’t you get mad at luke for eating five ice creams in a day?”
ellen raised a brow, but nodded, “he’s smart enough not to do that. aren’t you, luke?”
“obviously, i’m not an idiot,” he rolled his eyes. “but i’m an adult! i think if i want to eat five ice creams, i should be allowed to.”
“not at all,” ellen shook her head.
luke turned to you pleadingly, “y/n, back me up on this. if i wanted to - not saying i did - i should be allowed to eat five ice cream in a day, right? i’m an adult, mom can’t get mad at me for that.”
you raised your hands in defense, “i’d back you up if it was anyone else. not going against mama hughes. sorry, kid.”
luke groaned in a very youngest sibling-like manner, before slumping onto the floor. there was a beat of silence, before everyone broke out into laughter, including luke.
you and the boys gathered around ellen and jim, talking about anything and everything, the movie still playing in the background.
you leaned against jack, who’d been oddly quiet since winning his ‘argument’ with luke. you looked up at him, only to see him already looking at you.
“hi,” you whispered, narrowing your eyes.
“hey,” jack responded, though he sounded a little distracted.
“why’re you looking at me like that?” you asked, tilting your head in his direction.
he shook his head, his hand coming up to play with a strand of your hair. you froze up for half a second, forgetting that you had dyed it. you gauged jack’s reaction, but it was hard to tell what he was thinking.
his finger twirled around a dyed strand, a thoughtful expression on his face as he played with it idly.
“you don’t like it?” you cringed.
“huh? no, y/n, i like it,” he assured you, blinking back to reality. “trust me, i really like it. you look hot. well, you always do. you look more hot. it suits you.”
you smiled a little, the relief you felt practically overwhelming you. you didn’t say anything, only curled a little closer to jack. he understood perfectly, kissing the top of your head as he wrapped his arms around you.
your eyes met quinn’s, who was wiggling his eyebrows and motioning towards jack.
you rolled your eyes, even though there was a fond smile on your face. ‘thank you,’ you mouthed.
quinn nodded, because there was nothing else to be said. you were family. he’d do anything for family.
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justanamesstuff · 9 months
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Blurb idea; you love matty’s curls (who doesn’t) and he’s been gelling them a lot lately so you hide his gel and he has to tickle you or something to get you to return it
A/N: Hiii, thanks for sending this request...so sorry for the delay!! I hope you like it. I have to be honest though, idk how i feel about this (this = my writing today lol). 😘
Matty was standing in front of the mirror hanging on the bedroom’s wall. Y/n’s eyes following every one of his movements carefully. 
He had to attend an awards show, to which Y/n was invited, although her period decided to show up that morning and her pains during that time were really painful. Attending a show wasn’t in her ideal plans for the day. Her boyfriend understood after a one-hour-long discussion. Matty threatened her about skipping it and spend the night with her in bed.
“Hate this.” Matty mumbled, applying gel to his hair. 
“Are you going to have fun and not think about me, right?” Y/n lift herself to rest back on the headboard.
“I’ll try…” he said, side glancing at her. His curls were hard to tame.
She protested, “Matty.” 
“I’ll be back early.” Matty stated, combing his hair all the way back. Y/n scrunched her nose, annoyed with his answer. 
“I’ve told you, you don’t have to! I promise I’ll be okay.”
Matty turned around, with his white shirt tucked inside his black pants, showing his upper chest because his shirt wasn’t completely done. Y/n stared up at his hair shining wet under the bedroom lights. 
“I’m a different man now. I have a girlfriend to come home to.” he winked at her, going back to his task in hand. She was aware he would be texting her constantly to check how she was feeling, stressing over her feeling bad. 
Y/n moved slightly, uncomfortable. “You should go and celebrate with the boys, I know it’s going to be a big night for you guys.”
“What if I want to come and cuddle my hot girl instead?”
“Why you hide your curls?” Y/n decided to drop the party topic
Matty took one last glanced at his hair, checking everything was as he wanted. He moved to sit on their bed. 
“I look bad?” he reached for her hand.
Y/n brought it to rest her face on his palm. “No…of course not.” his handsome man. “I just hate that hair gel.” her voice full of disgust. 
“Why?”
“Because I want the mop.”
“I look like a child who doesn’t know what a comb is when I set them free…” he explained.
“Liar.”
“And they’re reserved for you.” Matty approached his face to hers, taking Y/n’s lips in a sweet kiss.
Y/n mumbled, “Double liar.”
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A week later.
Matty was running around the house, worried he was going to arrive late to his early meeting. The last thing on his list was taming his wild hair, even though the gel hair was nowhere to be found. 
“Y/n?” he shouted from the bathroom, down on his knees searching under the sink. Nothing.
“Yes?” replied from under the blankets.
“Have you seen my hair gel?” 
Y/n tried to sound really innocent, “No.” failing miserably.
She heard his heavy steps, appearing in the bedroom door.
“Y/n…” he arched his eyebrows at her.
“What?”
“Give it back.”
“I don’t have it!”
“Y/n, come on…I have to go.”
She tried to change her strategy, “You look good.”
“Y/n Y/l/n.” 
“I swear…” Y/n started laughing without being able to avoid it. “I don’t have it!”
Her sweet laugh making Matty chuckled loud. 
“Okay, you asked for it.” he rubbed his hands, jumping into the bed. Y/n giggled trying to escape his tickles. “Tell me where is it.” Matty insisted. 
“I- Stop! Matty!” 
“Just tell me!”
“I threw it away, it’s long gone!” Y/n finally admitted. 
Matty stops, prompting himself above her form. “For real?”
“For real.” Y/n said, taking a big breath in.
“Y/n!” he complained.
“I don’t feel bad about it! You look better like this.” she let her hands reach his messy hair.
Matty fell all the way down on top of her, speaking on the skin of Y/n’s neck, “Can’t believe you.”
“Fans are going to thank me later.” she said, proud of herself.
“Don’t think so.”
“Oh, mister. You don’t know what your fans want…”
“I do!” Matty fought back, backing up to stare at her eyes.
“Are you going to keep the curls free? Let them breathe.” Y/n pouted visibly, trying to convince him.
“Are you serious about this?” Matty brushed her hair back.
She nodded, “Very serious.” 
“Okay then.”
“I love you, Matty.” Y/n hugged him.
He pinched her hip,“I love you, curl enthusiast.” Y/n answered with a belly laugh. 
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Hii! Is it okay if you do a Wednesday x Hanahaki disease!Reader? Where the reader is hanging out with Wednesday in her dorm, And she gets really worried when the reader suddenly coughs up a flower? Wednesday would try to ask the reader questions but the reader would just say that they are fine. Can you also make it angsty? You don't have to do this request if you don't want to! ^^
A/N: Oh, I want to. I really want to.
Wednesday x Reader
Part Two
You're laying on Wednesday's bed, listening to the clacking of her typewriter. While it's an old-fashioned method, you couldn't help but find the noise soothing. You understand the appeal of mechanical keyboards now. It almost pulls you to sleep.
A sudden coughing fit forces you up and now, you're doubled over, feeling as though you're about to hack up your own lung. Wednesday is at your side, unsure of how to help. When she places a hand on your shoulder, a final cough wracks your body and you hack up one singular petal. The both of you stare at the petal in your hand in surprise.
"Mi amor, are you all right? What's going on?"
You suddenly stand up, clenching the petal in your fist but offering your girlfriend a smile. "I'm fine. No idea where this came from. I'll check in with the nurse." You start to make your way out, but the goth stops you.
"What are you hiding from me?"
"Nothing. It's fine. I'm fine," you assure her. "I'll catch you tomorrow. Sorry for interrupting your writing hour." With that you run off, afraid of the implications.
You hadn't told anyone of your condition. No one knew of it. Not even Wednesday. You didn't want anyone to feel obligated to love you, or not want to try for fear of not being trusted. But love can't be helped. It can't be controlled. You knew and feared that. You even considered surgery to cure the disease. Even still, you figured that it was better to feel love than have it removed completely.
You just never expected your one love would fall out of love with you.
Wednesday was spending more and more time with her investigation on the monster terrorizing Jericho. You knew it was important and even assisted when she needed it. But something was taking her away from you. As the days passed by, your coughing became worse. Petals became flowers. Aches became pain.
It wasn't until you actually saw Wednesday interact with her normie friend, Tyler. You saw how he looked at her. How he mooned after her. More importantly, you saw how she acted with him. She was less prickly with him than with others. She let him get away with a lot of things that even you, her partner, couldn't.
The entire thing came to a head at the end of the investigation of the Gates House. On Wednesday's birthday, no less. You had tried to keep your coughing at bay, but by the time Sheriff Galpin arrived home while the goth was treating Tyler's wounds, you were nearly choking on flowers. So you raced out of the house, followed closely by Wednesday.
"Y/N! What has been going on with you!?" Wednesday catches your arm and you whirl around as a black dahlia falls out of your mouth.
"What's been going on with me? I've been watching my girlfriend fall in love with another person!"
The goth jerks back, startled. "What? That's nonsense."
You scoff, spitting out another petal. "No. It's true. These?" You point to the flowers coming out of your mouth. "This is proof."
"That is proof of nothing."
You let out a frustrated groan which resulted in several severe coughs. Flowers pile onto the floor as a result. With a heave, you glare at Wednesday. "This is proof I can't handle this anymore. I can't watch you drift away no matter how much I try to keep you close." You straighten up as best you can and look straight into Wednesday's eyes. Eyes that held no more love for you. "It's over. I sincerely hope you're content."
You turn and walk away, refusing to look back. Wednesday never reached out for you.
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The surrounding woods were your only companions in the night. Your coughing was non-stop and you didn't want to disturb your dorm neighbors. In fact, you had a feeling the end was nearing. So you wrote a note, leaving it for whoever would arrive at your door next, and you left.
Your coughs became wheezes. You fall to your knees, hacking up flowers upon flowers. The pain was near unbearable. You clutch at your chest as a river of flowers fall from your mouth.
'This is it, huh?' You thought. 'What a way to die...''
You fall onto your back, wheezing. Flowers fall out of your mouth, no longer a result of coughs. Black edges your vision as the flowers fill your mouth.
'Even with all this... I still love you.'
Vision fades, breathing slows. You never thought death would be so quiet... Or so lonely.
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Wednesday and Enid race through the woods. Your note was found by Wednesday when she sought after you. You were the first person she thought to find after finding out the real identity of the Hyde. The goth immediately recruited her roommate to find you, knowing the wolf's nose could sniff you out. Upon finding you, they race towards your still body.
"Y/N! Mi amor!" Wednesday cradles your head, the bouquet in your mouth shifting in the movement. "No. I will not lose you. I cannot lose you." She shakes you slightly.
"Wednesday..." Enid quietly calls. "I... I think they're..."
"NO! They can't leave me!" This was the most emotion Enid had ever seen from Wednesday. It would've been a momentous event if the circumstances weren't so grim. The goth girl hugs your body close, feeling the warmth seeping away from your body.
"Please don't leave me... I... I love you. Please, I love you."
You don't wake.
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aita-blorbos · 9 months
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AITA for reminding a friend to keep the promise he made to me?
Everyone I've asked so far has had really weird knee-jerk reactions but I think it's probably just because they don't know me super well. I'm pretty sure I'm being reasonable but hey, best to double-check, right? (And sorry if this is long, but boy do I have a LOT of ground to cover!)
Anyway... I (??M) am a ghost, and a bunch of people recently moved into the place I'd been (un)living in, and then about half a year later all of them were suddenly able to see me. They're all really chaotic people, so a lot happened between them pretty quickly and I wasn't able to fully catch everything that went down before I became visible to them. This is to say -- I don't know why my friend (??M) decided he wanted to have the grand prize for his claw machine game be a no-strings-attached favor from him, I just know he did that.
I eventually got the grand prize (technically someone else won it first and it was a whole thing, but we're even now) and met up with my friend to talk about it. Basically, I told him I wasn't going to call in that favor unless there was something I really needed him to do, and otherwise we'd be fine to keep being friends as usual. He seemed a little unsettled (I guess my nervous laugh kind of freaks people out?) but said he understood.
Fast-forward a couple months later, and there's this whole... situation. Extremely short version: I need a bunch of diamonds to restore my memories from before I died, the queen keeps stealing precious materials because she's possessed, and my friend wanted to use the diamonds in her hoard to do an exorcism. I pulled him aside and asked if I could call in the favor and get him to give me those diamonds for something really important, and he flat-out refused. Even though this was technically getting into strings-attached territory, I respect him a lot, so I settled for asking him to get me the diamonds after we'd done the ritual.
Anyway, we do the exorcism and it goes great, and I nudge my friend and ask him if he can help me grab the diamonds now, and he says "no, let's go out to eat first." Honestly I probably should've just stopped him right there, but I was really hungry at the time so I agreed. Everyone went out to eat, but after a while I started getting antsy and ducked outside to ask my friend to help me go get the diamonds like we'd agreed on. We headed out to the ritual site and uh oh! A mutual friend (?M) of ours apparently had a relapse in his kleptomania, because all of a sudden all the diamonds are gone, something that wouldn't have been a problem if my friend had just listened to me and gotten them right after the ritual!
A lot happened that night (specifically, the apocalypse -- long story, everyone's mostly okay now) and everyone sort of lost contact with each other for a few months before finally reconnecting. I notice my friend is avoiding me, but I figured he just needed some space or something and waited for him to come visit me. He did (I actually showed him the new house I'd gotten) and we chatted for a bit before I got tired of dancing around the issue and asked him if he was still going to keep his word -- and y'all, he just leaves. Doesn't even explain anything, he just turns around and leaves.
I figure, okay, maybe he just remembered something else he needed to do, but it's been several weeks now and every time I ask him if we're still going to work on the thing I asked him for or at least ask him for something different, he insists that I'm "holding it over his head" and he's "going to follow through, just not right now" and it is getting really frustrating. I asked him for something, I even compromised on that thing despite the fact that I technically didn't have to, and now apparently I'm the bad guy just because he's being a flake!
Also I think he might be planning a coup and/or my murder. AITA?
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iheartcake123 · 2 years
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I really like your stories ♡♡♡ You can do one of Gwi nam, where Tn is pregnant and she tells gwi nam that she is in a few hours before the zombie attack would happen.
They escape but go separately and Gwi nam looks for Tn with her baby that she is expecting, but he would already be half zombie and human.
You can make the story long where there are chapters or just one.
If you can either one is fine with me ♡♡♡
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tysm for blessing me w these gwi-nam pics omg!! & im sorry it’s taken longer than expected but here’s the first part of your request :)) part two should be up soon and it will be longer so i hope you like ittt!!
☁️nerves-yoon gwi-nam☁️
warnings: pregnancy(?), zombies and cursing
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Part 1
-3rd person p.o.v-
y/n nervously tapped her foot as she waited to look at the results on the three pregnancy tests she had done just under 6 minutes ago.
she hoped it was negative.
she hoped it was negative.
but it wasn’t.
all three of the pregnancy tests showed clear double lines.
she was pregnant.
her heart was now beating fast and all she could think about was how irresponsible she and gwi-nam had been when they had first begun to be intimate just over three months ago. she should’ve known better because now she was pregnant.
how was she going to take care of a baby?
how was she going to get into university now?
how was she supposed to tell her parents?
and most importantly how was she going to tell gwi-nam?
yes he loved y/n but he was far from being responsible enough to help raise a child.
a tear slipped out of y/n’s eyes as she carefully placed the cap back onto one of the pregnancy tests and stuffed it into her bag.
the other two she disposed of and she checked the time realising she was going to be late for school.
after dabbing her eyes with some tissue, she finally left her bathroom and made her way to school.
“y/n!” gwi-nam called out her name as he jogged up to her “when i stopped by your house your parents said you already had left?”
a fake smile plastered on her face as she thought up an excuse.
“i knew that if i waited for you that i would’ve been late” she then teased punching his shoulder.
gwi-nam playfully rolled his eyes as he reached down to hold her hand. the pair walked to school in a comfortable silence and of course were late like usual.
as the day went on y/n kept thinking of ways to tell gwi-nam about the fact she was pregnant but, she couldn’t think of the right way to tell him.
it was no secret that gwi-nam was still immature in a lot of ways and thinking about the possibility of gwi-nam leaning her during the pregnancy made her anxious.
for the most part she was able to avoid gwi-nam. but, as lunch came around she knew she’d need to face him. she needed to tell him about the pregnancy.
as she walked towards the cafeteria a hand pulled her into an empty classroom.
a yelp escaped y/n’ mouth as the door was slammed behind her. her heart was beating fast but as she soon realised who it was, she calmed down.
yoon gwi-nam.
“you scared me!” she scolded as she hit his shoulder.
“sorry” he smirked as he moved closer to close the gap between the two of them.
“gwi-nam. not now” she sent a small smile while using her hands to push away his chest.
gwi-nam looked at y/n with a raised eyebrow.
“is everything okay?” he questioned noticing her tense body language.
y/n suddenly felt herself burst into tears.
“i-i’m pregnant”she managed to say between sobs”what do i do? im so scared,im sorry”
gwi-nam stood in shock. surely he heard wrong?
“i-i understand if you want to leave me” y/n then said after looking at gwi-nam’ reaction.
gwi-nam in an instance shook his head as he placed a hand on y/n’ face and rubbed her cheek.
“i won’t leave you. i would never leave- y/n it’s going to be okay” gwi-nam’ voice was soft for once and he pressed a kiss to her forehead “we will figure this out”
y/n slowly nodded. she was relieved at his reaction. even though she loved gwi-nam and he loved her. his reactions were always unpredictable.
“you must be hungry right? let’s get something to eat and then we can talk more” gwi-nam took y/n’ hand in his.
she hummed in response and he led to the cafeteria.
“you sit here and i’ll get you a plate” he kissed her hand before walking over to where the food was served.
y/n nervously bit her nails as she waited for gwi-nam to return. her eyes went wide as floods of students were trying to run in through the cafeteria doors. they were screaming and some had blood on them.
in a panic y/n looked at gwi-nam who was still occupied in the line and only after the glass doors shattered, he finally turned around. his eyes widened as people jumped on other people, taking bites out of their skin.
“gwi-nam!” y/n screamed as she tried to run towards him but was stopped as people pushed past her to also get away.
it wasn’t long before she was on the floor, frozen from the sights she was seeing.
people were turning into zombies.
gwi-nam himself also rand towards y/n but it proved more difficult as again people pushed and shoved.he wasn’t going to give up though.
“y/n i’m coming to you!” he yelled in a panic as he saw y/n on the floor.
“come on, get up” cheong-san, who was a classmate of y/n, said as he pulled her to her feet “follow on-jo”
y/n did as he said while also looking back to find gwi-nam but with the crowd it was impossible for her.
gwi-nam on the other hand had his eyes glued to y/n.
“y/n go without me! get someplace safe and i’ll find yk he screamed in hoped she would hear, he saw her nod her head as she still looked around frantically.
he breathed a sigh of relief as he watched her manage to escape through a window.
he was going to find her again.
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gothic-thoughts · 3 months
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House of Memories
(Sorry bout the hiatus and sorry i came back with angry content 🙃)
Diluc Ragnvindr x Black Fem Reader Angst
Exes2LoversAU
CW: jealousy after breakup, featuring Kaeya, cheating allegations, Diluc acting out of character
TW: cursing (ig cuz there's a lot)
Word Count: 1565 (give or take)
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I thought I knew why we broke up. I thought it was cuz I was always out and busy and I felt bad knowing that. (Y/n) was right; I was always called in for work and instead of spending my free time with her, I spent it patrolling the outskirts of Mondstadt or double-checking that the townspeople didn't need any help. There was no reason for me to keep busy the way I usually did because I had her and I blew it. 
I don't know why it took her leaving for me to realize but I decided I wanted to make it right. I went back to her house after a month to talk it over calmly this time but as I stopped outside her house I caught a glimpse of her and Kaeya kissing on the couch through the window. So that's why? So that's why. My vision narrowed and before I knew it, I was knocking on her front door, knocking so heavily I thought and hoped I would break it.
She opens the door and scowls, "What is it, Diluc?"
"It..." I take a deep breath, "Not one month has passed and here you are; kissing other people, are you being serious right now?"
"Kiss--?!"
"And him of all people. What, you just couldn't wait to put your lips all over your 'best friend', huh?"
"You know ion like Kaeya like that!"
"Whatever, I have eyes and I'm not blind, (Y/n). And you."
I storm past her towards Kaeya, who stepped back with his hands up in surrender. I shove him by his shoulder with one hand before getting in his face with narrowed eyes and boiling blood.
"How long?"
"How long what?" He asked.
I scoff, smiling angrily before grabbing the collar of his shirt in my fist, "Act dumb if you want, Kaeya, I'm not in the mood for your bullshit. I don't give a damn how often I was gone, you knew we were together. I want to know how long this affair has been going on."
"Diluc, nobody was or is having an affair."
"You sure? Cuz any time I was out on a quest, she was with you. Anytime she wasn't with me, she was with you."
"And what's wrong with hanging out with one of my good friends? When neither of us are busy, she hangs out with me because I'm the closest person to you. Besides, Lisa is nearly as busy as you."
"You're telling me you've only been hanging out 'watching' a grown, able-bodied woman by yourself, no strings attached and then suddenly you're over at her house and all over her?"
"Aight, that's it." (Y/n) yells pulling me away from him, "You're either drunk as all hell or outta ya fuckin mind, regardless get out."
"I'm not drunk, I'm trying to figure out where my brainiac of a brother got the bright idea to 'watch' a grown woman when I'm out of town. A grown woman who happens to be my girlfriend no less."
"I don't need watching, the fuck are you saying? Am I six?"
She pushed me away from her and towards the door, convinced that I was intoxicated but I resisted, not leaving until I got a correct answer from my shocked, blue-haired brother. Realizing I was almost back at the front door without pressing her just as much, I looked down at her shorter frame with the same scowl I gave her side piece.
"What about you?" I ask, taking her hand off my chest.
"What now, Diluc?"
"How long have you been choosing him?"
"Choosing him?"
"Yeah, cuz I seem to have gotten the short end of the stick because you seem to run straight to him for comfort. So tell me how long I've been your second choice."
"The only thing I chose was to leave you because I thought it would be easier on both of us since you were working so fucking much. I fucking loved you, Diluc! I still do and you're acting like a dickhead like I didn't. Like, you're it's not your fault we broke up in the first fucking place?"
I scoff and look across the living room at Kaeya who has his arms crossed. "Kaeya, get out."
"What, no Kaeya stay."
"If you and him aren't a thing behind my back then let's talk about it. You're kicking out the wrong person to prove your point."
"I'm kicking you out cuz you acting like a fucking baby."
"Glad to know you think my love for you is childish."
"The way you acting is childish. And I shouldn't have to prove shit to you."
"When this much evidence of cheating is here in my fucking face, I suggest you reconsider and kick him out."
"Again, I'm kicking you out because you're acting irrational."
"Brothers fight all the time. That being said I should technically be beating his ass for even attempting this stunt."
"Stunt? Nigga, for the last- you know what?" She crossed her arms and looked back at him, "Kaeya?"
"Already gone."
"Yeah."
She looked back at me as Kaeya walked past us to stand in her yard or something. We continue glaring at each other waiting for the sound of the door slamming shut behind me when she lets out a deep, exasperated sigh.
"There, he's gone. You wanna be an adult now?"
"The only reason I came over was to talk out a way for us to date to see each other more. That was until I saw you two kissing like we didn't just break up, you couldn't have gotten that far with him in a fucking day."
"For the last time, my nigga, we weren't kissing! I don't know when you saw that but Kaeya was here for all of half an hour and we ain't kiss once. What you prolly saw was me resting my head on his fucking shoulder. We were talking and I put my forehead on his shoulder and he leaned in and hugged me like that."
"Well, sorry if I thought you'd kiss him by how often he visits your house. Like why do you keep calling on him for everything when I'm not here?"
"Uh, cuz you're busy and I trust him the most. You're acting like he wasn't my friend before I met you. We only got closer after you seemed to get busier and busier."
"That's not weird that you hang out with your boyfriend's brother when he's away?"
"Frankly, I don't give a shit how it sounds because nothing fuckin happened." She claps with each word, "He's my best friend who also happens to be your brother, big fuckin deal. The fuck you want me to do, stop being his friend and cut him off because you're an insecure baby?!"
My jaw drops getting ready to retort right but her words punch the air out of me. I close my mouth with a deep sigh, looking away to think better, anger finally clearing from my head as her logic snaps me out of it. I give another sigh and hang my head slightly.
"Fuck, you're right."
"Huh?"
"No, you're absolutely right."
"I know but I didn't mean to say it like that..."
"No, you're right, babe. I can't ask you to do that. Shit, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, (Y/n). I guess I was jealous that he knew you for longer and spending time alone with him made it worse for me, especially since I just can't seem to want to stop moving. All my reason just left."
I pinch the bridge of my nose, wiping my eyes in annoyance and shame only opening them when she cups my face and guides my head down to look at her eyes.
"Why you so insecure anyway?"
"Have you met Kaeya? You know how flirty he can be, I don't know how often or how hard he flirts with you but I didn't want you to fall for it one day."
"Yes, Kaeya is a flirt but he's also a good person. He does flirt with me, at the very least it's very very toned down. You really think I'd fuck your brother behind your back or something?"
"No, no. I just...I'm so sorry, darling." I kneel down before her, kissing her hand as my vision becomes blurry, " I mean it."
She sighs, "I know."
"I came to say if you take me back, I won't be taking weekend quests anymore and no quests that take longer than a week unless it's urgent. Once I'm done with work, I'm coming right over or inviting you over to be with me, alright? I swear I'll be here more."
"You swear?"
I place her hand over my racing heart while staring up into her beautifully dark eyes. "On my life, I will be here more. I will be with you more, baby just please take me back."
"Hmm..."
"Or at the very least let me prove it. Gimme...gimme a week or something."
"Fine, you get a month. A whole month to see how this goes, get me?"
"Thank you, baby."
I smile sadly before quickly standing up, leaning down, and pulling her head to me to place a gentle kiss on her forehead. and pulling her in for a hug that she quickly reciprocated.
"You know if you don't I'mma kill you, right?"
"I expect and encourage it."
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It wasn’t just you that he was pissing off. It was everybody. And maybe that was a bit extreme, because you weren’t angry, but very, very annoyed. Eddie was pretty good at tolerating his liquor intake. It took a lot to really get him bouncing off the walls. But tonight, he passed that limit and was bouncing off the walls.
Steve had invited almost all of Hawkins to his house for a party, and you’d been then for nearly four hours. And what did Eddie do for that four hours? Drink. Drink. And drink. He was all over you. Like legitimately, all over you. Every conversation you tried to have he’d interrupt and babble some nonsense that couldn’t be understood. He wouldn’t let go of your hand, and his lips wouldn’t leave your neck! You loved that boy, but damn, you could only take so much. It felt like you were babysitting him.
“Oh, christ, where is he now?” You cursed, throwing down your cup as you lost sight of your boyfriend. “Nance!” You all but snapped. “Where the hell did he go?”
Nancy, who was just a little tipsy, threw up her arms. “No idea! Check the chandelier again!”
You turned around and waltzed into the living room, shoving people out of the way. You were rude when you were drunk. “Edward Munson!” You shouted over the crowd. You looked up to the chandelier that hung from the ceiling. No Eddie. He’d spent almost thirty minutes hanging from it upside down and saying that he wished he’d been born a monkey. Steve had eventually grabbed his shoe and yanked him down, knowing his parents would freak if their thousand dollar chandelier had been broken by Eddie Munson.
You looked over everyone to see if Eddie had been hanging off their sides, spilling their drinks in dramatics as he overly shared how much he loved you.
“You know my girlfriend, right? Isn’t she beautiful? She’s so…like she’s just so pretty!”
“She’s got the cutest smile and her- white! Her teeth are soooo white and shiny!”
“I wan’ er’ to have my babies!”
“Eddie, shut up!”
“Heyyyyyy, you look like y/n! That’s my girlfriend!”
“Yeah, I am, y/n, Eddie.”
Once you’d pry him away from telling everyone how crazy he was about you, you’d regret it because he’d be on your tail all night. His hands were in your hair and he’d smack your ass in front of everyone, cackling like a moron at your pissed off expression. He’d even try to stick his head in between your boobs. What had drove you to the breaking point was when he followed you to the bathroom and sat on the floor while you peed. You’d gotten so fed up you snapped and told him to fuck off. That was the last you’d seen of him. You felt guilty now, so you tried to hunt him down to apologize.
Eventually, you found him doubled over outside, throwing up in Mrs. Harrington’s rose bushes. You cringed at the sound of his violent heaved, and you rushed over to him and gathered his hair in your hands. “Shit, y-you okay?” You slurred, drunk yourself.
He groaned loudly and relaxed into your side, looking up to you with red eyes. “Sorry, I’m a l- a shithead.”
You chuckled lightly and patted his back, helping him up. “You’re not a shithead. You just can’t hold your liquor, baby.”
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