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#the pride stuff: rainbow profile icon just called 'rainbow'
chaosiism · 3 years
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  “ Is that really all I get!? A dam rainbow profile picture for the OW chatroom!? ”
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We had our chance (Part 2)
Yay, finally! I have been really busy these last few days, and now I finally got to sit down and actually finish this thing! It called to me <3 As always, THANK YOU for your kind word, likes and reblogs. You are the best, and I love you. <3
Part 1, Part 3
Pairing: Lin x Reader
Summary: Love is like a puzzle, you have to find the right pieces to create the whole picture. But what happens when the pieces are incredibly small and easy to loose?
Warnings: This will contain angst. Not only angst, a little fluff as well, but the ride won’t really be an easy one.
Wordcount: 1,687
-Present day-
The tea was completely forgotten, standing abandoned on the coffee table. You had tried to distract yourself by watching short YouTube videos, but as soon as the video ended you found yourself thinking about him again. You didn’t really know why, since you hadn’t thought about him in months let alone talked to him. The extent of your communication had been a few likes here and there on Facebook and Twitter, but not much more than that.
After a long time of hesitating, you did what you told yourself not do to for a long time. You clicked on his profile, letting you see his timeline. As you scrolled through it you couldn’t find any indication of him dating anyone up until now when their engagement was announced, something you found very odd. Your feed was normally crammed with people constantly documenting their relationship via pictures and lovey-dovey status updates so you were quite used to that. And to think that he was now engaged, they had had to dated for a long while, right? There should at least be SOME indication somewhere?
After about ten minutes of staring at the messenger icon, you reluctantly clicked on it. After formulating a draft for five minutes you finally pressed “send”, watching your message flying out into the void. There was no turning back now.
“Hi! How are you? Congratulations on your engagement, I was really happy to see it! :D”
That last part was a lie, but you didn’t really know what else to say to not make it obvious. As soon as you sent it, you started to feel nervous. Your heart was pounding against your chest, resulting in you having to stand up and do a few jumping jacks to not loose it.
After about ten minutes, your computer gave away that familiar sound, the sound when someone writes to you. Your heart almost skipped a beat when you opened it to read the response.
The message read
“Hello, hello, hello! I was good, but now I’m great after hearing from you! Thank you! What are you up to these days? Gosh, it feels like we haven’t spoken in ages.” followed by the poop emoji. You couldn’t help but smile at his cheerful demeanor that he managed to translate well via text. Your plan hadn’t been to actually engage in a conversation with him, but since the conversation seemed to go flawlessly you just continued writing.
“I’m happy to hear it! I’m good, just doing the usual stuff. Attending classes and studying, you know. Making sure I’ll one day be able to save the world and all that. How about you? What are you doing?” You bit your nails, knowing that you should not be doing this right now. If you were smart and had a little bit of self preservation in you, then you would end the conversation right then and there and just go on with your normal day. But since self preservation wasn’t your strong suit you couldn’t really help it.
“Oh, you know. Same. Also saving the world. I am actually working on a musical right now. I can tell you more about it over coffee? Trust me, it’s gonna be good!”
It took a really long time for you to fully comprehend the message he sent you. He wanted to meet up? Without really thinking it through, you started typing.
“Wow, sounds really exciting! Sure, wednesday ok?” You would probably live to regret this.
“Wednesday is perfect!”
July, 2013
Right after the party in February, he had sent you a Facebook friend request which you had accepted. You hadn’t really been interacting much until he, for some reason, invited you to his moving-in-party, since he had recently moved to a new apartment. Because you had a good time the last time you went to a “Lin-hosted-party”, you decided to go to this one as well.
Unfortunately, your friend had cancelled just the week before, making you consider doing the same. But it was like some invisible voice in your head telling you to push through it and go by yourself. Sure, you were a bit scared, but sometimes you had to challenge yourself.
The next week you found yourself boarding the same train you boarded six months ago. He hadn’t moved very far, since his new apartment was located roughly five miles from where his last one had been. Why he had moved, you weren’t really sure.
As soon as you rang the doorbell, it swung open revealing Lin’s happy face looking excitedly at you.
“Welcome! So nice to see you again!” he said as he pulled you in for a hug.
“Thank you, yeah you to!” you blurted out from within the hug.
“So, let me give you the grand tour.” he took your hand to make sure that you followed him. Although it was a little overwhelming, you felt thankful for it. You now didn’t have to walk around awkwardly by yourself, trying to look more chill than you actually were.
Trying to intertwine your fingers was pretty much a no go, since he was basically just holding your entire hand in his fist. When you got to the first room, he let it go, and for some reason you felt kind of disappointed. Why? You didn’t really like this guy, right?
“So this is the living room! This is where the magic happens.” he said with pride and gestured towards the room. It had a TV with a Playstation, a big piano with a blank note sheet on it and a desk that looked like it came directly from a Jane Austen movie. It also had a typewriter standing on top of it. People were crammed in there, but still did seem to have a good time. Everyone was abruptly interrupted in their respective conversations by Lin.
“Everyone! This is Y/N, make her feel welcome, okay guys?” He almost yelled out these words in order for everyone to hear.
When everyone had shouted hello at you, making you blush, the tour continued. Lin showed you his bedroom which had a king sized bed and a keyboard. This room was also crammed with people, but this time he didn’t announce your presence to absolutely everyone in the room.
Lastly, he showed you the kitchen.
“So, that’s about it. I know it is not that big, but it’s bigger than the one-room apartment I lived in before.” he said, and reached for a beer.
“Is that why you moved? You wanted a bigger space?” you asked him. “Yeah, I needed room for my claw machine.” he said and took a sip of his beer.
“You have a claw machine?” you asked, looking around to see if you could spot it, but to no avail.
“Nah, not yet, but I will someday! Just you wait” he winked at you.
“Hey, you want something to drink? We have beer and a really sweet drink mixture someone brought. It tastes like unicorns and rainbows, basically” He said with a hint of amazement in his voice.
Even though you were kind of over the sweet drinks since those were the only ones you ever drank in High school, you were persuaded by his amazing description.
“I’ll have the unicorns, please.” you said and took a little bow with your head.
When he went to get your drink for you, you followed him with you gaze. How did this happen? When you first met him, you never thought that you would actually catch feelings for him, but yet here you were. If he liked you back you couldn’t really tell. He seemed to be one of those people who a lot of people caught feelings for, as he was extremely charismatic and outgoing. He had been really friendly to you, and now he was talking to YOU out of everyone else here. But maybe that was just him being him, making the new girl feel welcome.
As soon as he returned with the drink, he gave it to you. It had taken some time because of everyone stopping to talk to him, something that made you smile. You received the drink, thanked him and took a sip of the pink liquid. He wasn’t lying when he said that it was sweet, because it was. Apparently he had noticed your reaction to it, as he laughed.
“Bad?” he asked with a squinty-eyed smile on his face.
You did like it, even though you couldn’t bring yourself to drink too much at the same time.
“No, I like it. I just feel sorry for the unicorn.”
“And that’s coming from someone who likes dog food.” he took a sip of his beer, trying to look innocent. He did a bad job at that. Of all the things he remembered, the dog food thing was the one. You knew that he was teasing you, looking to start a friendly fight, but you still fell for it.
“I was just trying to help the old lady!” you said, trying to defend yourself.
“Oh, sure, if you say so.”
He didn’t seem to believe you as his grin spread across his face, clearly amused by your reaction.
“So, who killed the unicorn?” you asked and took another sip.
Before Lin could answer, a third voice jumped in to answer for him.
“That would be me.” The voice belonged to a female, and when she stood next to Lin, you could see that she was very attractive as well. She placed a kiss on his cheek.
You could feel your heart sinking, and how a lump in your stomach was forming. But you refused to show it to them. He had never said that he was single, and just because he was nice to you didn’t mean that he was actually flirting with you. You knew this, but yet you still feared those words that came out of his mouth next:
“Y/N, this is my girlfriend.”
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