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♡ Love You More ♡

WayV Xiaojun X OC (Y/N)

angst fluff . ENJOYYYYY

a/n : it has been a long time since i've written such a long imagine. i hope you guys love it!

you wrapped your finger around your mug of hot chocolate and had a sip as your boyfriend!Xiaojun stared at you lovingly. you placed your mug down and looked at Xiaojun with a nervous look. Xiaojun grabbed your hands and squeezed them gently.

"do you think i will make it?". you asked your boyfriend anxiously.

the both of you just graduated from college. Xiaojun already had a stable job at a big tech company, while you, who graduated with a performing arts degree , were auditioning here and there for dramas and shows to land on your first tv debut. you auditioned for romance, action and even horror! you didn't really care about the genre,you just wanted to experience the real deal and improvise yourself till you become a well-groomed actress.

Xiaojun rubbed your hand with his thumb and nodded his head. "i believe an actress as talented as you could make it! if they don't cast you though, it's alright. it's not you, they are the ones who are at lost.". Xiaojun comforted. you scrunched your nose up at his cheesiness and squeezed his hands.

"are you sure you're not just being nice to your girlfriend?". you asked. Xiaojun laughed and shook his head. "of course not! i really mean it. you are very talented! remember when you acted like you were in pain just to get a kiss from me?" . Xiaojun comforted again but didn't forget to tease you . you pulled your hands away and slapped his hand playfully. "ahh why did you have to remind me!". you whined which made him laugh with adoration at your cuteness.

after the short cafe date, you and Xiaojun went to the audition venue by cab . Xiaojun was your moral support. he had always accompanied you to your auditions and comforted you when you were rejected. he would motivate you to do your best and be better each audition.

you were at the waiting room, anxiously waiting for your turn. Xiaojun was sititing beside you while holding your hand in his to give comfort . you on the other hand, tried rehearsing your lines for the last time. you became more nervous when the staff told that you would be going in in about 2 minutes.

"ahh babe i am so nervous!". you mumbled as you faced your cute boyfriend. Xiaojun gave you a small smile and carresed your hair lovingly. "i believe in you , sweetie. you are going to do your best! i promise to treat you to ice cream later after your turn alright?". Xiaojun pecked your lips one last time before you were called. He gave you a soft goodluck as you followed the staff.

you were given quite a good feedback from the judges and they told you they would contact you about the results soon. you went out of the hall to the waiting room earlier with a good feeling. you were about to run and hug your boyfriend but was greeted by his close friend instead.

"oh Hendery! are you here for the audition too? oh and did you see Xiaojun?". you bombarded him with questions.

Hendery chuckled and rubbed his nape. "actually Xiaojun was the one who asked me to come here and walk you home. His mother called him earlier because of something urgent. he really is regretful that he had to leave . ". Hendery tried his best to explain to you as politely as possible. your head dropped as you stared at the floor below you.

"oh.. i understand. family is definitely more important. no worries!". you exclaimed as you looked up to Hendery.

Hendery frowned when he saw your teary eyes. He hated seeing his friend sad so an idea popped into his mind. Hendery grabbed your wrist and pulled you along gently. "times like this call for food! i am starving and i bet you are too! let's go!". you giggled and let Hendery drag you.

Hendery brought you to a small restaurant which was a few stops away from the audition venue. "i always come here with my sister. i'm basically a regular and kind of the owner's favourite,so order anything you want alright. it's on me!". Hendery said and winked. you chuckled at his actions but ordered anyways.

you actually had fun hanging out with Hendery. he was a sweetheart , and a dork too. he would crack jokes randomly which brightened your day up. you always hang out with Xiaojun and his friends but never with any of them individually. it was a refreshing experience eating out with Hendery. after talking and eating, it was finally time for you to go home. Hendery walked you home like how he was asked in the first place. you thanked Hendery for the day and apologised for troubling him. Hendery only responded by shaking his head no and smiled widely. he wished you a goodnight sleep before walking away . you smiled back and went in your apartment.

you lived alone since college years. your parents' house were quite far but you do visit them regularly and they visit you too.

you plopped yourself down on your bed and check your phone. you gasped when you saw text messages from your boyfriend. you were having too much fun you didn't even look at your phone.

♡BaobeiJun♡

hey babe.. i am really sorry but i have to go first. i asked Hendery to accompany you back home. stay safe <3

♡BaobeiJun♡

did you meet Hendery? how was the audition? text me as soon as you see this alright ♡

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe, are you mad? i am really sorry, i am going to make it up to you!

♡BaobeiJun♡

please reply me ㅠㅠ are you home yet? nothing bad happened to you right?

- 10 missed calls from ♡BaobeiJun♡ -

you sighed as you saw the texts. of course you were still upset about earlier. but you didn't want to be the annoying girlfriend and tried your best to pretend that you were okay.

To : ♡BaobeiJun♡

sorry for the late replies babe. i didn't check my phone earlier. yeah i am home, Hendery sent me home like you requested. he also bought me food because we were both starving. i am not mad, don't worry :)

you threw your phone on your bed as you changed into your pyjamas. a few seconds later, you heard your phone chime, indicating that you just received a message.

♡BaobeiJun♡

that is great! i should treat Hendery some time too to thank him. i am glad you are back safe. i was so worried when you didn't reply back :((

you chuckled and rolled your eyes at his text.

To : ♡BaobeiJun♡

i am really sorry hahaha , so you wanna tell me why you had to leave earlier?

Xiaojun then explained to you that his mother called him earlier to ask for his help. Apparently , his childhood friend, named Weiwei, was on a business trip here and Xiaojun's mother asked him to welcome her at the airport. you also got to know that the girl was going to stay at Xiaojun's family's place for a few months because renting an apartment would be bothersome.

you were now feeling more upset actually. he left your side because of another girl? and worse, the girl is staying with him for a while? you were furious, yes. but you were more insecure. you trusted Xiaojun but you just couldn't help yourself from being jealous. i mean, which girlfriend wouldn't? you were tired as you read his explanation and decided to end the conversation with a goodnight.

you switched your phone off and wrapped your whole body with your warm blanket. you tried getting rid of all the bad thoughts and fell asleep in anxiety.

you were woken up by the front door bell . you groaned as you sat up and checked the time. 10am. you groaned again and cursed whoever it was who disturbed your sleep as you walked to the front door. you opened the door but was greeted by no one. you groaned again thinking that it was just a prank but was startled when Xiaojun's head suddenly popped up out of nowhere. he leaned down so your eyes were parallel. he chuckled at your shocked expression and gave a peck on your cheek before inviting himself in. "i texted you but the messages weren't delivered so i figured your phone was dead. i came to really make it up for yesterday". Xiaojun explained.

you finally snapped out from your shock and grinned. you felt like your anger towards him yesterday evaporated just like that. you hugged him and buried your face into his chest. "you don't even know how much i wanted to hug you like this yesterday after the audition. i was overwhelmed with my emotions and the only one who could calm me was you. but you weren't there.". you mumbled sadly. Xiaojun felt guilty and carressed your hair.

"i am really sorry. i promised to treat you ice cream right? jajan!!" . Xiaojun pulled away and showed you the tubs of ice cream he bought.

"i was thinking of a movie-cuddling kind of date today.". Xiaojun said cutely as he tapped his chin with his finger. you giggled and pinched his cheeks. "i am up for it! but can you let me go shower first?". Xiaojun nodded and placed the ice cream tubs on the dining table. "sure, i will just prepare the couch alright!".

after a nice shower,you joined Xiaojun who was sitting on the couch with his phone. he put his phone on the table as he saw you approaching him. but you saw that he was texting Weiwei earlier. you decided to just ignore your jealousy and took the ice cream tub Xiaojun handed to you. Xiaojun then pulled you closer so you snuggled into his chest and enjoyed the ice cream. the both of you watched a romance movie and imitated the cheesy lines. you would giggle everytime Xiaojun peck your head when there is a kiss scene.

"you know, i heard that the 2nd movie is released next week!". you said and took a spoonful of your strawberry cheesecake ice cream.

Xiaojun hummed and pecked your head again. "it's a date then!".

you turned to him with a wide smile. "really?". Xiaojun chuckled and nodded his head. you squealed and pecked his lips. "i can't wait ! it's been a long time since we've went to the cinema together.".

Xiaojun carressed your hair lovingly before putting down his finished ice cream tub. "how about i go and take some blankets so we could cuddle here?". Xiaojun suggested. you nodded excitedly as you stood up to give him space.

as Xiaojun went to your room, you saw his phone lighted up . you peeked and saw notifications from Weiwei. you rolled your eyes and turned his phone around so you wouldn't get distracted. you quickly finished your ice cream and cleaned up before lying down beside Xiaojun. Xiaojun wrapped his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer. you leanee your ear on his chest and sighed in relief as you relaxed ,listening to his heartbeat. "i love you sweetie and i want you to remember that forever.". Xiaojun whispered and pecked your forehead. "i love you too baobeijun,". you whispered back. the two of you cuddled in silence and soon fell asleep .

it has been a few days after the cuddle date. you haven't really see Xiaojun after that because he was kind of busy with work. you did texted and called each other but you missed him being with you physically. you sighed and just decided to focus on your work. yeah, you has a part time job at a small bookstore. you still had to make income anyways. so while you practised to be an aspiring actress, you still worked hard in earning your own allowance and not only depend on your parents or boyfriend.

you were keying in some things on the computer when the bell chimed, indicating a customer's entrance.

"welcome!". you greeted as you saw a cute girl entered. you were about to ask if she needed help when the door opened again, revealing your handsome boyfriend. you gasped and smiled widely.

"Baobe--". your words were cut off when the cute girl earlier linked arms with Xiaojun. you frowned deeper when Xiaojun didn't even bother to push her away. you quickly gave a small smile when Xiaojun walked towards you with the girl and waved at you cutely.

"babe, this is Weiwei! and Weiwei, this is my girlfriend, y/n !". Xiaojun introduced. you forced a smile and stretched your hand out for a handshake. but your tired arm was ignored as Weiwei hugged Xiaojun's arm and whined. "when we were little you said we were gonna be together!". Xiaojun only chuckled awkwardly and rubbed his nape. he smiled apologetically to you in which you just shook your head . "Xiaojunjun! let's go eat!". Weiwei saidly in her high-pitched voice which hurt your ears. Xiaojun nodded and looked at you, who was looking at the couple sadly.

"i'll see you soon, okay babe?". Xiaojun said softly as if you were the most fragile thing there. you smiled and nodded. before you could speak, Weiwei pulled and dragged Xiaojun out of the store.

you wanted to just cry out loud but you held yourself back. Xiaojun has been to busy with work and couldn't spend even an hour with you but here he was spending his free time with another girl. you knew she was just a friend and you trusted Xiaojun. you love Xiaojun. but it hurt you how he was being oblivious of your painful heart . you decided to push aside the thoughts and focused on work. you were grateful there weren't many customers on that day . you were not really in the mood to entertain others . half an hour before the store closed, the bell chimed indicating a new customer. you continued packing up books and your things while the customer looked for their desired books. you were packing your bag when the customer placed books on the counter. "hi , i would like to ask if the last volume of this comic is still available?". you quickly turned around at the familiar voice. the customer blinked and chuckled. "i didn't know it was your shift ,". Hendery stated. you gave a small smile and nodded. "yeah i was just covering for my co-worker. ". you said softly. you quickly looked at the comic he was purchasing and keyed in the code in the computer.

"the last volume is sold out . but the new stock is coming tomorrow! you could come by if you like and i could reserve one for you.". you explained.

Hendery grinned and nodded. "sure,i'll purchase these first and come back again tomorrow!". after settling his books, it was finally time for you to lock the bookstore and head home.

you switched off everything and quickly closed the store down. you gasped when Hendery suddenly stood in front of you. Hendery chuckled at your reaction . "i was thinking of dinner. together?". Hendery suggested. you chuckled and shook your head. "i'm actually kind of fu--". your lie was cut off when your stomach growled violently. the two of you stared at each other before laughing. "alright, how about hotpot and some beer? at the same place!". you suggested this time. Hendery smiled widely and nodded. "i'm paying this time so don't worry about what you want to eat alright!". you said again . you tried making yourself happy but your lifeless eyes could never lie Hendery. Hendery decided to just play along with you and waited for you to open up yourself. he hated seeing his friends hurt but he hated forcing people more.

you were on your second bottle of beer, you were not really drunk but drunk enough to cry outloud the feelings you've been hiding since afternoon.

"i know she is just a friend but why is she getting more attention then me? your girlfriend? am i just dumb for crying or are you dumb? why does Xiaojun have to be so kind towards other girls? this is unfair!". you whined and downed another shot .

Hendery kept quiet and let you let out all your feelings. he thought it was finally time for you to cry out everything and feel better .

"Hendery, is it really childish and petty of me to be jealous like this?". you turned to your friend and slurred your words. Hendery only sighed and tucked your hair back behind your ears to have a clearer sight of your red face. "no i understand. you shouldn't feel bad for feeling this way. i can't help you much but i am here for you when you need me.". Hendery comforted. you nodded at his response before falling asleep right after . Hendery quickly stretched his arm out before you could knock your head on the table. Hendery sighed as he combed your hair neatly with his fingers. he understood Xiaojun for taking care of his childhood friend but he was disappointed Xiaojun made you feel like this. Hendery decided to call Xiaojun to pick you up. He felt like it was only right for him as a friend to help his friends out.

A few minutes later,Hendery tried waking you up. you woke up with a groan and clutched your head. "are you sober enough to walk?". Hendery asked as he held your shoulder. you nodded and stood up slowly. Hendery helped you and walked out of the restaurant with you . the moment the two of you stepped out of the restaurant, Xiaojun ran towards you . "babe!". he exclaimed as he took you from Hendery. your head was still spinning but you figured Xiaojun's face. you turned to Hendery as he gave you a small smile. "rest well, alright?". Hendery said before excusing himself.

"why did you drink so much babe?" . Xiaojun asked as he piggybacked you. you leaned your head on his back and sighed. "i was sad. i was angry. i was tired.". you replied word by word. you felt the wind as Xiaojun walked on the empty street, bringing you home.

"do you want to tell me why?". Xiaojun asked softly. your heart broke. of course you were sad and angry because of him. but his sweet and innocent self just couldn't realise that. "i love you Jun... i hope you do too. please stay with me.". you breathed out, holding yourself back from crying. Xiaojun stopped in his tracks for a bit but continued walking right after . "of course i love you too. i am here always, by your side.".

you fell asleep on his comfortable back as you felt assured.

you wore Xiaojun's favourite baby blue blouse and styled your hair simply with some light make up. you were excited for your movie date. you were at the cinema , waiting for your boyfriend. he promised to be there half an hour before the movie starts. but coming to 10 minutes before showtime, he was still not there. you tried texting him but the messages were not delivered. maybe his phone battery died, you thought. you tapped your foot nervously as you scanned the place for your boyfriend.

4 mins

3mins

2mins

1mins

showtime.

you sighed and held your head down sadly. *did he forget about our date?* . you were about to exit the cinema when someone called your name. you turned and were greeted by Hendery. he really was like your guardian angel. there whenever you were sad.

"are you here alone? what movie are you watching?". Hendery asked. you smiled sadly and shook your head. "today was supposed to be our movie date but Xiaojun is not here. i tried contacting him but he didn't reply. i think i should just go back.". you explained.

Hendery frowned at his friend's actions. He really was disappointed in Xiaojun.

"how about we watch a movie together? hmm i was thinking, Dora The Explorer?". Hendery suggested, trying to cheer you up. you chuckled at his unique choice of movie and nodded. "that is a great idea! let's go!". you agreed and grabbed his wrist to buy the tickets.

during the movie, Hendery suddenly heard soft sniffings. He turned to look at you and sighed . you were wiping your tears that were flowing down your cheeks non-stop. it was obvious you were crying because of Xiaojun, the movie wasn't even a sad one. Hendery grabbed your hands and squeezed them to comfort you. he then pulled your head to lean on his shoulder. "it's okay sweetie, it's okay. i am always here to comfort you.". Hendery whispered as he carressed your hair. his sweet words calmed you throughout the movie. you were sorry to Hendery for always being stuck in your relationship, but you were also grateful to have him as a good friend.

after the movie, you went to the ladies to freshen up . Hendery waited for you and invited you to dinner. "how about we go to the usual? i kind of like the concept of having our hangout place.". you said as you walked out of the cinema with Hendery. Hendery chuckled but agreed to your suggestion anyway. dinner made your day. you decided to totally ignore your thoughts about Xiaojun and spend quality time with your now new bestfriend. you and Hendery shared a lot of things with each other , from cute childhood stories to epic highschool memories. you also found out that the both of you were big fans of Attack on Titans and Tokyo Ghoul. Hendery promised to lend you his AOT mangas as you promised to recommend him other great animes and mangas. the day eventually ended with Hendery walking you home. "thank you so much for today Hendery. i am very thankful to have you as my friend.". Hendery smiled at your words and patted your head. "i am always here if you are im need of a friend. the restaurant is always open for us to have more fun.". you thanked him again and bid him goodnight as you entered your apartment.

you plopped yourself on the couch and fished out your phone.

♡BaobeiJun♡

omg babe... i didn't realise that my phone was turned off >○<

♡BaobeiJun♡

i overlooked the date for our movie date .. i am really sorryyy

♡BaobeiJun♡

my mom asked me to bring Weiwei around the city. i agreed because i thought our date is tomorrow...

♡BaobeiJun♡

i am really sorry babe,, please reply my messages

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe? i understand that you are mad at me...

♡BaobeiJun♡

are you at least safe back home?

you threw your phone on the couch as you stood up. you decided to just ignore his texts. you were really mad. not just because he ditched you on the most awaited date, but he ditched you as he spent time with another girl. you knew Xiaojun was just being kind but is he really dense to not draw the line? you didn't want your relationship to be ruined by a girl who suddenly appeared in your life. you thought your relationship with Xiaojun was strong , but recent incidents made you doubtful. you washed up and went to bed straight away.

you woke up the next morning feeling a bit better after a goodnight sleep. you were having your light breakfast when you heard a knock from the front door. you groaned as you weren't expecting any guests.

you opened the door only to push it back close as you see his face. but before the door could close fully, Xiaojun held onto it with his leg. "babe please let me in.". he begged. you contemplated for a bit but opened the door anyways. you quickly walked away before he could hug you. Xiaojun followed you to the kitchen as he called out your name softly. Xiaojun wrapped his arms around your shoulders but you harshly pushed him away and faced him.

"Xiaojun. i am tired. please, i am tired of being mad with you and settle my feelings with a hug from you. this is not that simple, Jun. i love you , i really do. but the amount of times you've hurt me in these 2 months is more than the whole 2 years that we've spent together..". you confessed.

Xiaojun tried to pull you into a hug but you rejected. you wiped the tears that were flowing down your cheeks as you continued. "why do you think i was drunk the other night? you think i wanted to feel depressed like that? you think everything was back to normal when you came to pick me up?!". you didn't intend to raise your voice at him but your emotions were unstable.

Xiaojun was startled at your outburst. he looked at you with teary eyes. you sighed as you sat on the floor and pulled your legs before burying your face in between them. your sobs echoed through the silent kitchen. you felt Xiaojun moving closer. he squatted beside you and wrapped his arms around your body before pulling you into his warm chest. "i'm sorry , i'm sorry, sshhh i'm sorry, i love you babe, i really love you . i'm sorry i hurt you, i love you really. i am here now and i promise i won't leave you.". Xiaojun whispered in an attempt to comfort your broken heart. you finally gave in and cried out into his chest.

a few moments later, Xiaojun carried you into your bedroom. he lied down beside you and pulled you closer. you buried your face into the crook of his neck and sniffed in his scent. you relaxed in his arms as you calmed yourself down. "i missed you so much,". he mumbled as he pecked your head. the two of you lied down in silence, enjoying each other's presence and calm breathing. Xiaojun was about to fall asleep when his ringtone startled the both of you. you slowly pulled away from him to give hin space to sit up. Xiaojun rubbed his eyes cutely as he searched for his phone. you couldn't help but giggle at the cute sight and although you were still a bit mad, you didn't hold yourself back from giving him a quick peck on the lips. Xiaojun froze at your sudden action before slowly reaching for his phone. he was used to receiving kisses from you but he was suddenly shy after the fight , his ears turned red . you giggled at his reaction and nudged him to do something about his phone. "i--i'll take this call for a while okay?" he stuttered. you nodded before lying down back on your bed.

after the short call, Xiaojun turned to face you with a guilty expression. "babe.. i really want to spend time with you but this is urgent. Weiwei is having troubles with settling her project and i have to go help. i am really sorry babe.". Xiaojun explained and apologised.

you sighed, just when you thought it was back to normal, everything was about to be ruined again. "it's urgent right? let me walk you to the front door.". you said as you got off the bed. Xiaojun gulped as he sensed your sarcasm. he followed you out of the room like a puppy. "i'm really sorry babe.. how about i take you on a date on Saturday?". Xiaojun tried to persuade you. you gave a small smile and pushed him out off your apartment gently. "i can't. i have plans.". you replied and quickly closed your front door. you heard Xiaojun knocked for a few minutes, begging you to open the door but he then stopped when you ignored him . you figured he finally gave up and went to settle his urgent matters.

♡BaobeiJun♡

babe... what plans do you have that i can't spend time with you?

you rolled your eyes at his message and were tempted to just throw your phone on the ground. he had been ignoring your daily life activities because of his own but had the audacity to suddenly act caring when you finally gave him the cold shoulder. you ignored his message and decided to text Hendery .

To : Huang Guanheng

hey Hendery, i was thinking if you could accompany me this Saturday? i am finally casted for the drama i auditioned for recently and this Saturday is our first shooting. i am quite nervous to go alone...

you waited for a few seconds before Hendery replied.

-Huang Guanheng-

oh sure!! just tell me the time and place ,alright?

you smiled at his response and quickly informed him the details. you were glad he didn't ask about Xiaojun . he really was a friend with good sense.

the day finally came. you met up with Hendery early and decided to get some breakfast together. "you can do it , y/n . don't be too nervous or else you wouldn't be able to focus. here drink some hot tea, to calm you down.". you thanked him for his advice and comforting words. after the short breakfast, the both of you went to the shooting venue.

the site for the rehearsed scene was outdoor. the hot weather was not really helping with your nerves. you practised your lines as much as possible as the stylists prepared you before you were called to the site. you were only a side character but your character actually plays quite an important role in the drama. Hendery gave you a supporting pat as your turn came.

you did a good job with your lines but your co-actor kept on making mistakes. because of that the scene you were in had to be filmed for a few times. you tried to be consistent in the quality of your performance but the hot weather made you exhausted. you were sweating like mad that the stylists had to wipe them for you every few minutes.

the director finally gave a break time, asking your co-actor to calm his nerves and practise his line again. you were glad the director was nice enough to be patient with him . if you were the director, you would have screamed at him. you saw Hendery waving at you as you walked towards him . Hendery's smile turned into a frown as he saw your pale face. he quickly caught you as you stumbled. "are you okay?". he asked as he tried supporting you to stand up straight. "i am a bit dizzy," you managed to reply as you clutched your head. just as you spoke, your body felt weak and you fainted. Hendery's eyes widened as he wrapped his arm under your body and carried you. "ambulance! somebody call the ambulance!" .

Hendery : Dejun, your girlfriend just fainted . she is admitted to the hospital now.

Xiaojun : what? tell me the hospital address, i am on my way.

Hendery : alright, come here safely .

Hendery ended the call as he sat beside your bed. he carressed your head and sighed. a few minutes later, Xiaojun arrived . Hendery stood up and greeted his friend. Xiaojun gave Hendery a brotherly hug and went to you who were still sleeping. he held your cheek dearly and pecked your forehead. "what happened?". Xiaojun asked Hendery softly. "she was at the shooting site earlier--". Hendery's words were cut off by Xiaojun. "wa-wait, she was casted ?". Hendery frowned and nodded. "didn't she tell you?" . Xiaojun looked at you sadly and hesitated a nod. "kind of...". Hendery nodded before explaining further. "she fainted after her turn. the doctor said she was too stressful and dehydrated . that was why she fainted. but the doctor said to not worry, a rest and lots of water can make her feel better.". Xiaojun sat beside your bed and held your hand. "i see, thank you Guanheng.". Hendery nodded and stood beside Xiaojun. Xiaojun stayed by your side till night. Hendery stayed too. he was worried about both of his friends . "Dejun.. you've been here since afternoon. why not we go take some fresh air and have dinner ? y/n wouldn't want you to fall ill too.". Hendery patted his friend's shoulder. Xiaojun contemplated for a while but agreed to his friend's suggestion . he pecked your hand for the last time before leaving the hospital.

"which restaurant is still open at this hour?". Xiaojun asked as he checked the time. it was late night. Hendery grinned and patted his back. "i know the perfect place.".Hendery sat on his usual spot while Xiaojun sat on yours. the owner greeted them and passed the menus. "Guanheng! you didn't come with your girlfriend today?". Hendery blinked at her question as Xiaojun stared at Hendery. "you have a girlfriend?". Xiaojun asked. Hendery shook his head and tried to reply the owner. "no no auntie, she is not my gi--". his words were cut off when the owner exclaimed. " ah y/n ! she isn't here today.". Xiaojun's expression was unreadable. Hendery gulped and shook his head. "may we just look at the menu and order ,auntie?". the oblivious owner smiled and nodded before going back to the counter.

"this is just a misunderstanding Dejun.". Hendery started as he stared at the menu that he had memorised by heart. Xiaojun was silent for a bit but smiled . "i understand Guanheng. don't worry. why not we just order?i am starving!!". Hendery knew Xiaojun was just pretending to be okay. Xiaojun and you were really soulmates. hiding your real feelings. Hendery nodded and ordered some food.

the meal was silent and calm. both too occupied with their own thoughts. after the meal, Xiaojun paid for the food and thanked Hendery once again. "why not you go home and rest? i will be with y/n.". Xiaojun said in a matter of factly. not really as a suggestion. Hendery nodded and bid his friend goodnight before going back home.

Xiaojun stayed with for the whole night. you woke up to see your boyfriend sleeping, head on the edge of your bed. you carressed his soft brown locks gently as you stared at his calm sleeping face. Xiaojun's eyes opened slowly as he sat up. he grabbed your hand and pecked them before asking. "are you feeling better ?". you only nodded and squeezed his hand. "did Hendery call you?". Xiaojun hummed in response. his other hand balled into a fist as he heard his friend's name. "the doctor said you can discharge after you eat your breakfast. he said to drink lots of water and rest well.". your eyes widened when you realised you were at job when you fainted. you quickly searched for your phone to check for any messages. "missing Hendery already?". Xiaojun asked with gritted teeth. you looked up from your phone and frowned. "what?". Xiaojun smirked and scoffed. "nothing.". you turned back to your phone and read the text from one of the staffs.

-we hope you have a good rest. we are sorry for not considering your condition , we will update you about the next shootings. for now, we just want you to have a good rest- .

you sighed in relief as you finished reading the text. you thought you were going to be replaced by another actress. you placed your phone down and looked at Xiaojun who was staring at you. "have you eaten?". you asked. Xiaojun shook his head and rubbed his face with his hands. "i'll eat later after sending you home. i don't have the appetite to eat.". you frowned at his answer and placed your hand on his cheek as you carressed them gently. "please eat well. i don't want you to fall ill.". you said softly. Xiaojun gave a small smile and nodded.

in the cab on the way to your house, you leaned your head on Xiaojun's shoulder as he rubbed your interwined hands with his thumb. you jumped when you heard your phone ring.

*incoming call from Huang Guanheng*

you looked at Xiaojun as he nodded his head letting you answer the phone.

Hendery : are you home?

You : i'm on my way home in the cab. I am with Xiaojun.

Hendery : that is great . rest well okay? and y/n .. did you not tell him about the drama?

you kept silent at his question. Hendery called your names a few times .

You : i will alright. don't worry .

Hendery : he is your boyfriend,he should know.

you nodded your head as if he was in front of you.

You : okay okay, stop nagging, gosh.

Hendery chuckled at your response and advised you one last time before ending the call.

Xiaojun squeezed your hand right after you kept your phone. you leaned back onto his shoulder before calling his name out softly.

"babe,, i wanted to tell you but i was mad the other day. i actually got casted for the drama that i auditioned for the last time.". Xiaojun was quiet for a while. he carressed your hand and pecked your forehead. "congrats babe. see, i told you you would make it. you are talented.". he whispered. you smiled and pecked his cheek as you thanked him. you decided to just relax in silence as the cab took you back home.

you plopped on your couch as you arrived home. Xiaojun locked the front door and joined you on the couch. you switched on the TV and searched for fun shows to watch. "hey would you like some tea?". Xiaojun offered. you smiled and nodded . Xiaojun went to the kitchen to make some tea for the both of you. he thought this gave him some time to gather his courage for the words he was about to say . he hoped the tea would calm the both of you before the storm comes.

he placed both cups on the coffee table. your eyes were still stuck to the TV as you sipped on the hot tea. you turned to Xiaojun when he suddenly lowered down the volume of the TV. Xiaojun gave a small smile as he reached for your hands. he gave them a squeeze before starting his speech.

"y/n. we need to talk. i don't think this is going to work between us..". you frowned at his words and remembered what he said earlier. "is this because of Hendery? Xiaojun. i've been patient for almost three months now when you have to entertain Weiwei but just because of your jealousy towards Hendery , you want to break up? Hendery is just a friend! ". you asked , obviously disappointed with him . Xiaojun shook his head as he pulled his hands away from yours. "it's not just jealousy, okay?!". you were startled when he raised his voice. Xiaojun sighed and ruffled his hair roughly. "it's not jealousy...". his voice was back to his usual soft voice. "it's a realisation. i realised that Hendery can take care of you better than I can . he treats you better than me. you deserve a man better than me.". you frowned at his what you would say nonsensical excuses.

"no... i don't want to break up with you. i love you Xiaojun! don't you love me too? you promised me you are going to be by my side always.". you said as tears trickled down from your eyes. Xiaojun wiped his own tears as he looked into your eyes. "i do.. i love you. i love you so much therefore we can't be together. i love you so much i don't want to see you hurt . i love you so much i want you to know that you deserve better. i love you... but we are not meant to be with each other.".

your palms turned into fists as you hit his chest. "you stupid jerk! that doesn't make any sense! if you love me, stay with me! don't give up on me!". you shouted as you hit him. Xiaojun grabbed your wrists as he pulled you into a hug. "i love you. this is for your best.". he whispered and pecked your forehead for the last time . Xiaojun stood up and went out of your apartment, leaving you crying on the couch.

- Xiao Dejun -

Guanheng, please take care of y/n .

Hendery cursed under his breath as he read the message from his friend. "what did this idiot do this time." Hendery mumbled as he rushed to your apartment.

Hendery arrived at your house a few minutes after Xiaojun left. the door was unlocked. Hendery quickly went in only to be greeted by your sleeping figure on the couch. he locked the front door and went to you. Hendery sighed as he saw you tear-stained face. he wiped your dry tears and carried you to your room. "she was just healing and you decided to break her again.". Hendery mumbled as he placed you on your bed. you stirred in your sleep and woke up slowly. you saw Hendery standing beside your bed with a worried look. he sat on the edge of your bed and held your hands. "he is an idiot. i am going to talk to him later alright? he is going to make this wo--". his words were cut off as you shook your head. "no Hendery. he is not going to turn back anymore. i know him. this is what he wanted. he thinks this is the best choice.". you tried to say but broke down right after. Hendery sighed and pulled your head towards his chest. "i'm here. i'm here. it's okay , just cry it all out. maybe this is for the best afterall. you are precious y/n and i am here to protect you always.". Hendery comforted you.

"and the best actress award goes to , Y/N !!".

the crowd cheered as you stood up from your chair, surprised that you had won the award. you bowed to your seniors and juniors as you walked up to the stage. you received the plaque from the announcer and went to the front to give your winning speech.

"first of all i would like to thank my parents for always supporting me . i thank my fans too for loving my works! i will work harder and improve myself better and better. i would like to thank those who i have worked with. without them, i might not even have the chance to be an actress and moreover, win this award. not to forget , i would also like to thank this amazing person, my friend, Hendery. thank you for being by my side all these years especially these past 4 years. he is a really good producer so check out some of his musics alright? lastly, thank you once again!". you felt your legs tremble as you went back to your seat.

♡Huang Guanheng♡

good job sweetie! and thank you for mentioning me, i am happy i could be by your side.

you smiled as you read his text. you looked up to the stage when you heard the MC called a familiar name.

"before we end the show, we would like to invite this show's biggest sponsor, from the company DJX , Mr Xiaojun , to accept our appreciation gift.". you gulped when you saw the handsome man on the stage. his previous brown locks were now blonde. his smile was still the same like before. but his features were more defined as he matured throughout these years. you gave a small smile when he looked at you and quickly looked away . *you've moved on y/n. don't give in to him.* you thought to yourself.

you were standing at a corner with a glass of fruitpunch, waiting for your manager to bring you back. you didn't really enjoy after-event parties but attended anyways out of politeness. you were looking around when you saw Xiaojun walked towards you. you looked up and accidentally stared right into his brown orbs. Xiaojun looked away as his ears turn red. it's been 4 years but you were still as beautiful as ever. he missed you. you still made his heart skip a beat. you smiled as he stood in front of you. "it's been a while, Xiaojun.". the way his real name rolled off your tongue hurt him . he nodded and finally looked at you. "so you and Hendery are together now?". he asked. you chuckled and shook your head. "he is just a friend. a brother. i told you before, didn't i?". you replied with a small smile. Xiaojun looked down sadly but looked back up to you. "y/n. i'm really sorry...". you chuckled again and patted his shoulder. "let the past be past ,Xiaojun. i actually wanted to thank you for all the bittersweet memories. they really help me alot in my acting . experience is what makes it easier to stay in character.". your words hurt him. like how his words hurt you 4 years ago. before Xiaojun could say anything, you were called by your manager. "oh looks like i got to go. see you when i see you!". you waved at him before leaving the ballroom.

Xiaojun sighed as he stared at your back walking away from him. he would be lying if he said he didn't regret leaving you. his life has been nothing but miserable after breaking up with you. he focused on work to distract himself but his soul was empty. before he could leave the venue, he heard the DJ introducing a song. "before leaving, the actress y/n had requested this song. she hoped all of you enjoy it.".

Xiaojun decided to stay and listened to the song you love .

I’ll love you more

If you’re gonna do that, don’t come to me

If a person like me is gonna be erased anyway

Our love that was written down on a white piece of paper

Was clear just like my tears

Just stay by my side for one day

Because this awkward break-up still feels like a dream

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

And let you go

Words that sounded affectionate like a friend

Words I want to hear several times a day

Words saying you love me

It makes my breath stop and heart race

But only your voice sleeps in my memories

Just stay by my side for one day

Because this awkward break-up still feels like a dream

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

Until you come back

You silently stop in place

With eyes, telling me not to forgive you

I guess this really won’t work

Now all there’s left is this crappy break-up

I try to catch you but you get farther away and disappear

Love me a little more, don’t push me away

I’ll try to hide it and let out a sigh in this empty time

When your tears that filled my heart dry up a little

I will engrave you in my eyes

And let you go

{ NU'EST - Love You More }

Xiaojun wiped his tears that flowed down without him even noticing.

♡BaobeiJun♡

i know it's too late... but i love you . i have always been loving you . i should've have loved you more instead of leaving you. i love you .

i hope you guys enjoyed this~ my feelings were overwhelmed when i wrote this hahaha anyways, do like and comment ! i love to hear to your feedbacks ♡♡

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October Drabbles Day 8 - Haunted House

Characters: Edge, Stretch, OC spirits Pairing: Spicyhoney Rating: M Warnings: typical haunted house shenanigans, spookiness, semi-graphic depiction of a rotting corpse spirit, implied/mention of murder of lesbian couple for both homophobic and racial motives, implied/mention of child murder, rotting spirit is not a child, horror/comedy, more on the horror side with a dash of comedy, Edge isn’t taking anyone’s bullshit.

Find the list of prompts here.

Read on AO3 here.

When Stretch first moved in with Edge, he was surprised to hear him say that his house was haunted. Stretch would never have taken Edge to be the superstitious type, but to each their own.

He’d spent multiple nights with Edge before and had never experienced anything past groaning pipes and settling floorboards. Once or twice he came across a light he thought he’d turned off that was still on. He could see how things might convince a superstitious person that there were spirits and whatnot around.

He’d been living with Edge now for a month, and still hadn’t come across anything that he couldn’t explain with science. Edge never seemed scared or bothered by anything, but he did ask Stretch rather frequently if he’d had any unsavory experiences when alone in the house.

He hadn’t. Thus far, living with Edge was nothing less than a dream come true. They shared sweet kisses in the morning before Edge went to work, and while Stretch wasn’t fluent in kitchen, he did speak other household chore language. Laundry, for example, became something Stretch actually enjoyed doing.

After two months of living together, something happened that Stretch couldn’t explain.

He’d finally dragged his ass out of bed two hours after Edge left for work, drank a cup of lukewarm coffee, then took a shower. When he pushed the shower curtain aside, the mirror above the sink had fogged up as usual. He stepped out onto the mat and began drying himself off. When he turned to look at the mirror again, something had been written there, smudged through the fogginess to create the word, “LEAVE”.

Stretch stopped short and stared at it for a few silent seconds, a strange sensation that he was being watched tugging at the back of his mind.

Okay. This was okay. It was probably just Red playing tricks on him. He wasn’t upset that Stretch had moved in, as far as Stretch knew, but he was definitely fond of eerie tricks.

Red had taken to the human tradition of Halloween very quickly and had apparently decided that the holiday was created just for his arrival on the surface. He went all out, and the level of douchebaggery in his tricks and pranks increased tenfold this time of year.

So yeah, it was probably just Red.

Stretch shook himself to get rid of the tension still lingering in his bones and wiped the steam from the mirror.

He didn’t bother mentioning it to Edge that night when he got home. Not only did he want to avoid causing an argument between Edge and his brother, he also didn’t want to add fuel to Edge’s belief that his house was haunted.

A week later, something else happened. Stretch was in the basement changing laundry over from the washer to the dryer when he heard distinct footsteps descending the stairs. He even felt the presence of another person in the room with him.

“hey, babe,” he called out, “didn’t know you were coming home early.”

No response.

He turned around only to find the room empty. Okay. Maybe Edge went into Stretch’s lab instead? He made his way into the other room to find the lights off. He switched them on, but that room was empty as well.

Just as he flicked the lightswitch back off, he heard someone skitter across the room behind him. It was almost as if a child ran across the room. He spun around only to find the room still as empty as it was before.

He swallowed down his fear and took a deep breath. “okay, red, this isn’t funny. you can stop now,” he called out. He went back and finished putting the wet clothes in the dryer. He picked up the hamper full of warm, dry clothes and turned to take it back upstairs when he felt a rush of air as if someone had just run past him. Not a second later, rapid footsteps ran up the stairs.

Stretch was facing the stairs. He could see them clearly, and there was no one there.

Not even Red could have pulled that off.

With a shudder, Stretch clutched the basket closer to himself and hurried up the stairs. He turned on Netflix while he folded clothes and slowly calmed himself down. There was an explanation for what he experienced; he just wasn’t sure what it was yet.

Going back downstairs later to retrieve the next load of dry clothes was full of tension, but nothing out of the ordinary happened. Stretch laughed at himself when he made it back upstairs. Perhaps he was just tired.

Once again, he chose not to say anything to Edge when he got home that evening. Edge didn’t ask, either, and so they went about their night as usual.

Over the next few weeks, Stretch began to experience more bizarre things that he couldn’t explain. Things he was sure he put away were out again. Lights he knew for a fact that he’d turned off were suddenly back on. The water in the shower would suddenly change temperature, become either scalding or freezing, and more than once Stretch nearly dusted himself tripping trying to avoid the spray while simultaneously trying to turn it off. Interestingly, it never happened when he and Edge showered together.

After the third ruined shower, Stretch finally decided he needed to bring it up with Edge.

“hey, babe?” he asked one night at dinner.

Edge looked at him and hummed. “Yes?”

“so, random question, but does the water in the shower ever just...randomly change on you?”

Edge raised a brow. “Change, as in what?”

Shifting in his seat, Stretch wondered how he was going to explain this. Edge might not believe him if it never happened to him. But then, it wasn’t like the shower was targeting him specifically.

“like the temperature. a couple times now it’s gotten really hot or really cold all of a sudden. i almost fell out of the tub last time it happened.” He speared a piece of asparagus and nibbled on the end of it.

“When was the last time it happened? And how many times has it happened?”

“uh...last time was yesterday, and it’s happened three times now.”

Edge nodded. “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?”

Stretch took a drink of water to swallow the fear he knew now was irrational. Edge could seem angry when he was actually only concerned.

“i didn’t know it was a big deal. i’m sorry.”

“No, it’s okay. And no, it hasn’t happened to me. Not in a long while.” He sighed and tapped his fingers against the table, looking deep in thought. “I’ll go down and check the water heater after dinner.”

Stretch nodded. “okay. thanks, babe.”

Well, at least Edge didn’t seem to think it was part of the haunting.

After dinner, as he’d said, Edge went down to the basement to check on the water heater while Stretch put leftovers away and generally cleaned up after dinner as best he could without using water.

When Edge came back up, he pulled Stretch into a hug and kissed the side of his skull.

“I think I fixed the problem, love. It shouldn’t bother you again, but please let me know if it does.”

Stretch nodded and gave Edge a proper kiss before going back to cleaning. Edge helped him with the dishes and in no time at all the kitchen was once again spotless.

Whatever Edge had done seemed to fix the shower issue, but it seemed other, even stranger things began to happen at a much quicker pace than before.

While watching Netflix a few days later, the channel suddenly changed to one playing some horror movie involving ghosts and demons. Stretch wasn’t big on those kinds of movies. Even if he didn’t believe in them, he could still get spooked by them.

He changed the channel back, but only a few minutes later it flipped over again. The third time it happened was when Stretch turned the TV off altogether and went to read a book instead, all the while feeling like he was being watched. If he didn’t know for a fact that Red was in a different country at the moment, he would have blamed the whole thing on that gremlin.

He briefly wondered just how far they were capable of teleporting. A few miles at most was Stretch’s limit, but Red had pushed his limits time and again growing up in Underfell. He could probably go longer distances, but across a whole entire ocean was probably still pushing it.

He was probably just being paranoid. The remote had been sitting next to him; maybe he sat on it wrong or something.

Or maybe Edge was right and his house was haunted.

No, that wasn’t even possible.

Stretch maintained his belief that it wasn’t possible even after seeing shadows out of the corner of his sockets when he was home alone, hearing whispers when in his lab while Edge was at work, more footsteps and floors creaking and nearly getting pushed over by some unseen force while vacuuming.

Whatever the fuck was going on, it wasn’t a haunting, and Stretch was going to find a way to live with it because he was not moving away from Edge. Not a chance in hell.

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He had been living with Edge for a full six months when it happened.

Stretch couldn’t say he would ever get used to seeing a flash of another face in the mirror behind him when brushing his teeth before bed. It had happened more than five times already, and each time left him feeling vulnerable in a soul-deep sort of way, as if whatever he’d seen was more than his sleepiness and imagination playing tricks on him.

That night, however, the face behind him was more than just a flash. It lingered, and the longer Stretch stared, frozen by shock and terror, the more it came into crystal clear focus.

The face was human, feminine, and half decayed. One eyeball was missing, dark red slime seeping down her cheek and partially into her slack mouth. Dark hair was stringy and mussed up as if she’d been dragged through something terrible.

She seemed to be standing behind him and just slightly to the left. She wore a nightgown that somehow seemed to have once been white but was now covered in blood and dirt.

Stretch finally managed to close his eyes and held them shut tightly while he counted to ten. When he opened them again, she would be gone. He took a deep breath, let it out slowly, then opened his sockets.

She was still there. Only this time, her hands, one finger bent unnaturally to the side, hovered over his shoulders.

Fuck. Okay. This was normal, right? Normal for someone who hadn’t slept well for a few nights. He just needed to make sure he got some better rest tonight. He’d have to tell Edge they could only go three rounds tonight.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw something pale shift slightly just as the image in the mirror reached forward. He jumped and turned, expecting it to be something silly he was about to laugh at. Instead, he scrambled back out of pure terror when the woman from the mirror was actually behind him, standing--no, floating a few feet off the ground--there with her good eye going pale and her mouth dripping with blood.

“Holy motherfucking shitballs!” he screamed out as he tumbled backward and fell on his ass next to the bathtub. He pushed himself back, limbs flailing, until he was against the wall, all the while shrieking as whatever the fuck he was seeing began gurgling like it was trying to talk through a puddle of water.

Suddenly the door flung open and the woman disappeared.

“Stretch? What happened? Are you okay?” Edge knelt down beside him, his eye lights bright crimson pin pricks. “Are you hurt?” He reached out to feel around Stretch’s arms and back, probably searching for anything painful.

“i saw… i think i saw... what the fuck did i just see, edge? what was that? that wasn’t real, right? i was hallucinating, right?” He realized as Edge carefully felt along his spine that he was shaking like an excited chihuahua.

“I don’t know, love. Can you describe what you thought you saw?”

Stretch hissed when Edge felt around his lower back where he’d landed when he fell. Edge immediately softened his touch before finally helping Stretch to stand up.

“uh… i don’t know… a woman? but not like… not really human? i don’t fucking know, dammit.” Stretch squeezed his sockets shut and leaned into Edge, grateful when his arms held him tightly. “i don’t think i’ve ever been that scared. not since we got up here. not since... but that wasn’t the same. i was numb then. i’m not numb now.”

He was crying, Stretch realized. Properly crying and rambling like an idiot. He sniffled and finally managed to wrap his arms around Edge and hold on.

Edge nodded and rubbed his back gently. “Did she have dark hair and a missing eye?” he asked softly.

Stretch froze, all of his shakiness suddenly gone as cold, crippling dread filled his soul.

“how did you know?” he managed to whisper.

“Her name is Megan. She was murdered on the property about forty years ago and buried in the backyard.”

“you’re fucking with me.” Stretch pulled back sharply and somehow managed to keep his balance. “why are you fucking with me?”

Edge sighed. “Love, I assure you I am not fucking with you. I told you before you even moved in that my house is haunted. I know this isn’t the first paranormal experience you’ve had while living here.” He took a small step forward, a test to see if Stretch would back away again. When he didn’t, too confused to do anything, he reached out to gingerly take Stretch’s hands in his own. “Megan is one of three spirits here. She was the first one to appear to me as well.”

Stretch managed to swallow dryly as he began to tremble again. “but this is the first thing that’s happened. i haven’t… nothing--”

Edge lifted his hands to kiss the backs of them. “Stretch, I want you to think about something, okay? Think about when you told me about the shower temperature. Don’t you think it’s a bit odd that it literally targeted you? It happened to me when I first moved in as well, but hasn’t in a long time. It never happened when we showered together.”

“but after you messed with the water heater it stopped,” Stretch countered.

“No, love. It stopped after I reminded Penelope that you’re welcome here and I refuse to allow her or any of the others to scare you away from me.” He pulled Stretch close again and kissed his forehead. “Megan always was the most stubborn of the three. It wouldn’t surprise me if she and Penelope came up with this idea together. It seemed rather effective.”

All at once, the absurdity of the situation seemed to catch up to Stretch. It started as a small chuckle that quickly became a fit of near-psychotic laughter.

“how… in the fuck… can you be so fucking chill about this?” he asked through his laughter. He stepped away from Edge and sat down shakily on the side of the tub. “you have… fucking bloody mary… coming at you… and you just… what? you just tell her to go away? and it fucking works?”

Edge sighed and sat on the toilet beside him. “Actually, she’s not Bloody Mary. She’s Bloody Megan, and telling her to go away never worked. I think we finally came to something of a truce when I woke up to blood dripping down the walls and just started cleaning it up. I got a great deal on this house when I moved in because nobody else wanted it. I wasn’t about to run screaming when I’ve known how to get blood and marrow stains out of almost anything since I was four years old.”

Edge paused a second, thinking about something, before he smiled and spoke again. “Actually, that’s probably why she’s finally shown herself to you. You haven’t been scared away yet, so she thinks she has to get more creative.”

Stretch’s laughter finally died down to small bursts of giggles every few minutes. “most of your brother’s pranks are scarier than shit they pull. i actually thought they were your brother a few times.”

Edge huffed a laugh and nodded. “Yes, I thought the same. I actually called my brother in the middle of the night, after I’d lived here for about two weeks, to tell him to cut his shit out. He of course was innocent and acted highly guilty.”

So it was true then. Edge’s house was haunted. Stretch was living in an actual, real haunted house.

Holy fuck.

“babe, i have to confess that i thought you were just superstitious when i first moved in.”

Edge nodded. “I thought so. I really have been doing my best to keep them in check, but I still haven’t decided if Megan or myself is the more stubborn one. I think it’s highly possible that we’ll never know. To this day, she will still try to scare me even though it hasn’t worked yet.” He stood up and held out a hand. “Now, why don’t you finish brushing your teeth and come to bed?”

Stretch took his hand and stood up. “yeah, okay. uh… edge? d’you think you could… maybe… stay in here with me?”

Instead of mocking the way he’d feared, Edge only nodded and guided Stretch back to the sink. He kept his eyes off the mirror as best he could while he finished up.

Once he was done, he followed Edge back into the bedroom and snuggled up close to him. He didn’t let himself think too much on what he saw in the bathroom. Whenever his thoughts tried to drift that way, he’d squeeze his arm around Edge’s chest and Edge would squeeze back, chasing his fears away.

“i love you, edge,” Stretch whispered into the darkness.

“Love you, too,” Edge answered. “Go to sleep.”

The next morning, Stretch was woken by nightmares of the night before. Edge had already left for his morning run, so Stretch got up and stretched out his bones before sliding his feet into his slippers and putting his robe over his thin pajamas. He made his way downstairs with a yawn, trying his best to ignore the unnerving sensation of being watched.

As he turned the corner into the kitchen, he stopped dead in his tracks.

Scrawled across the wall in what looked like fresh blood were the words “GET OUT”.

Okay. This was okay.

No, this was definitely not okay by any stretch of the imagination, but he wasn’t going to let it scare him away.

He had to give credit where credit was due, however. If he were in Edge’s shoes and just bought the place, he would have tucked tail and ran after the first time he saw that shit.

Instead of the screaming and running that he really wanted to do, he simply stepped back out of the kitchen and went to the living room to sit on the couch and wait for Edge to return.

When he finally did a half an hour later, Stretch was about ready to cry. All the while he’d been waiting, he’d heard whispered voices begging for help, demanding that he leave, and threats to hurt him. Footsteps had paced back and forth across the living room right in front of him, clear as day, with nobody there to make them.

As soon as the door opened, Stretch was up off the couch and in Edge’s arms. He was shaking again, but he felt himself calm down as Edge pulled him in tightly, stepping forward enough to shut and lock the door behind him.

“Love? What happened?”

Stretch sucked in a deep breath. “did you happen to go in the kitchen before you left?”

“Of course. I always do. Why?” He glanced up toward the kitchen and began leading them both in that direction without letting go of Stretch.

“Ah. I see.” Edge sighed. “That’s the second time this month.” He finally let go and stepped back. “I suppose it’s good that you showed me this before I went to shower. Do you want me to teach you the best ways to remove blood stains?”

Stretch figured he was going to have to get used to this if he wanted to keep living with Edge. Which wasn’t even a question, so he just nodded.

Edge gave him a kiss before going to gather the supplies they needed. Stretch followed him and paid close attention as Edge explained each step of his process.

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Over the next few weeks, the evidence of the house being haunted became less and less scary. He hadn’t been very scared of things moving around in the first place, but now that he knew what was actually going on, they seemed more unnerving.

One night a few months later, Stretch thought of something. As they sat on the couch together during a lazy Saturday afternoon, he reached out a leg to poke at Edge’s femur with his toes.

“hey, babe? got a question for ya.”

Edge looked up from his book and nodded. “Alright.”

“you said there were three spirits here but then only named two. who’s the other one?”

He watched as Edge marked his place with a bookmark and set his book aside. He then opened his arms, and Stretch took the invitation with delight. Settling himself in Edge’s arms was always a treat.

Once they were situated and comfortable, Edge placed a kiss on his skull and began speaking.

“Megan and Penelope were partners. They would have been married if humans had half a brain and made it legal. When they got together, Penelope already pregnant from another human who didn’t know how to take no as an answer. They decided to raise the child together instead of aborting or adopting; I believe it was Penelope who wanted children, but that’s only my assumption.”

Stretch didn’t like where this was going. He remembered all the times he’d heard what sounded like a child running up or down the stairs. He swallowed and let Edge continue.

“They named him George. When George was seven years old, their home was broken into by racists and homophobes. Penelope had dark skin, and I suppose that made her more of a target. I will never understand human logic. Regardless, the three of them were murdered and buried in the backyard.”

Edge hugged Stretch tightly. “Their remains have since been moved to a proper cemetery, but they loved this home. They were happy here for a long time, and I can’t blame them for wanting to stay.”

Stretch nodded. “yeah. damn, that’s so sad. is the kid the one on the stairs?”

“Yes. He’s also the one who moves things. He’s very mischievous, but also responds well to stern but not harsh requests to put whatever he’s moved back. If you yell at him, he’ll get angry and hide your shoes.”

Stretch laughed. “sounds like you know from experience.”

Edge nodded and kissed him. “Yes. Multiple experiences. I’ve learned my lesson, however. Shouting doesn’t accomplish anything with these spirits the way it did with my soldiers in the Underground.”

“do you think they’re getting used to me yet?” he asked hopefully.

“I think they were used to you within the first week of you being here, but they don’t like change. I can’t imagine what it’s like to be a spirit. They have absolutely no control over anything that happens in their safe space. They’d like to be left in peace, but as I’ve said before, I got a good deal and I’m not leaving. I treat them with as much respect as I can for people on another plane of existence, but I’m also not going to take their shit when they act up. They can deal with me--and now you--for as long as we choose to live here. If they don’t like it, they can leave.”

Just then, the lights above them flickered. Stretch shivered, but Edge just chuckled.

“Yes, you heard me, Megan.”

This was going to take a lot more getting used to. With Edge beside him, Stretch was confident he could manage.

#my writing #october drabbles #Drabble challenge #spicyhoney #oc spirits #ghosties #horror/comedy #more horror than comedy tbh #read the warnings please

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hystericalrogertaylor · 5 years

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As The World Crumbles (Chapter Five)

Collaboration with @bentaylorrogerhardy

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader

Word count: 2099

Summary: Ben and (Y/n) have been dating since Bohemian Rhapsody’s release. Everything seemed perfect for the young couple, until the night of the Golden Globes. Russia has bombed the United States, destroying everything and implementing a ruthless dictatorship. With the country in tatters, Ben, (Y/n), Rami, Lucy, Joe, and Gwilym form the Killer Queens, a vigilante group aimed on destroying the new government, and the cold-blooded dictator, Cornelius Vanzant.

Warnings: Pregnancy, mentions of kidnapping/guns, one cuss word, heart-wrenching angst and super duper-squishy fluff

A/N: I think y’all are gonna like this...

Master list

Spotify playlist

(I feel like this gif was edited with a filter or something, so yeah, it’s not ours. Haha)

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“Oh, my God,” you whispered, covering your mouth with your hand. It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop. Lucy stood there, in front of the TV, seemingly paralyzed by fear and shock. Then, her knees started to buckle, eventually giving out under her. She fell to the floor and started to scream.

“NO!” she yelled at the blank TV screen. “This can’t be happening! Rami, come back!” She leaned forward, almost putting her head on the floor and sobbing her heart out. “Why?!”

Ben slowly broke away from your side, kneeling down next to an inconsolable Lucy. He pulled her into a hug, whispering “shhhh” to try and calm her down. “Hey, we’ll get him back. Okay? We’ll do all we can. Please don’t cry.”

“He’s going to die!” she shouted, her body shaking with each sob. “They’re going to kill him!”

“We won’t let that happen,” Ben said quietly.

Lucy sniffled loudly, sitting up and looking Ben straight in the eyes. “Can you promise me that? Can you promise he’ll be alive to see his child?” Ben broke eye contact, looking down at his lap. “That’s what I thought.” She stood up, brushing her pants to get rid of the dust. “I know we can’t guarantee his survival, but we can at least try.” She wiped the back of her hand over her cheeks, smearing the tears.

“It’s your call,” Gwilym said, standing off to the side. “We’ll do what you want to do.”

“We watch them,” she said. “We watch the news, watch what they schedule. If his execution is public, we can get him that way. If it’s not, we can break into whatever headquarters they’re using and take him that way.”

Gwilym nodded. “Okay. Sounds doable. Let’s get to work as soon as everyone can.”

Frankie, at some point, had come into the room, watching everyone’s somber expressions. Dogs can smell emotions, and Lucy was the most depressed in the whole room. She slowly made her way over to Lucy, jumping up on her leg.

Lucy actually smiled. “Hey girl. Hey Frankie.” She picked the dog up, holding her to her face. “Everything’s fine, girl. We’ll all be fine.”

In response, Frankie started to lick Lucy’s face, making Lucy laugh a little. “That tickles!” She held Frankie away at arm’s length, smiling at her. “Thanks for that, Frankster. I needed it.”

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After a hard day of planning how to get Rami back, you and Ben went back to your room, not even changing clothes before slipping under the blankets. Ben stared up at the ceiling, not making an effort to hide his pain.

“I just can’t believe we let that happen,” he whispered, rubbing his eyes. “He was behind us, and when we turned around a random man had a gun on his head.” He took a deep breath. “We tried to shoot him as he got away but it wasn’t any use. We could’ve hit Rami.”

You shook your head. “You’re so stupid,” you said, rolling over to face away from him.

You heard him sit up. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“How could you possibly think you could take him down?” you asked, trying not to look at him. “They’re a powerful group of people, there’s no way you could’ve saved him.”

“What the hell, (Y/n)?!” he practically shouted.

You slowly sat up, finally looking back over at him, tears starting to pool in your eyes. “It’s just...I hate living every day knowing that any moment, these terrible people could just yank you out of my grasp.” You gulped, trying to suppress a sob. “I know it makes me a terrible person, but I’m so glad they didn’t get you. I don’t know what I would’ve done.” You paused for several seconds, waiting for Ben to say something. When he didn’t, you continued to talk.

“I’ll have nightmares. Almost every night. And a vast majority of them are you dying. I’ll...I’ll wake up and actually have to check the other side of the bed to make sure you’re still there. I’ve also scoured the pharmacy for pregnancy tests, and I’ll sometimes take them after a nightmare where I lose both of you, just to make sure the baby’s still there too.” Ben blinked several times, trying to comprehend what he was hearing. “You two are my everything, I couldn’t handle losing either of you. No way in hell would I be as calm as Lucy is right now.” You had to stop because you were sobbing so hard. “Please, just...don’t leave me. You’re all I have left.”

Ben sighed, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you in for a hug. You held onto him for dear life, letting your tears fall onto his shirt. He stroked your hair, placing soft kisses on your forehead. “I’m not going anywhere, love. I’ll protect all three of us with whatever I can. We’ll be okay.”

“But it’s like what Lucy said,” you whimpered. “We can’t guarantee anything. If you go out on a run tomorrow to stalk Vanzant’s men, there’s no way you can say you’ll come home because you just don’t know! Fuck, I wish we’d never gone to the stupid Golden Globes!” You shook your head. “We could’ve been home, in London, watching from afar. We wouldn’t be in this stupid mess!”

“Once this is all over, we’ll head back to London, have our family, and never think about these years again.” Ben held you closer. “You’re the love of my life. Being with you until I die is all I want to do, and I’m willing to do whatever to get there, including killing Vanzant myself.”

You looked up, grabbing Ben’s face with both of your hands and pulling him into a kiss. It was short, but full of love and meaning. You knew he meant every word he just said.

You pulled away, still sniffling. “Let’s...I don’t know...go on a walk tomorrow. Spend the day with each other. Forget our problems.”

Ben cocked an eyebrow. “You want to go outside? You just protested me--”

“No, not in a public place or anything,” you clarified. “You know the garden behind the hospital? We could just hang out there all day. Get some fresh air and sunshine.”

Ben smiled, nuzzling his face into your neck, placing several kisses here and there. “That sounds amazing.”

You sighed, running your fingers through his hair slowly. “What are you doing?” you asked quietly.

“I don’t know,” he answered, pushing you down onto the mattress.

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You and Ben woke up bright and early, wanting to get a jump start on your relaxation day. After changing out of your birthday suits and finding Frankie a leash, you said goodbye to everyone else and headed out to the hospital’s garden.

What remained of the lush area was still as beautiful as ever in your eyes. The hospital walls had begun to be severely depressing. The fresh scenery and open air was already doing wonders for you.

“All right Frankie,” Ben said, unhooking her from the leash. “Go have fun!” Frankie ran off, sniffing several plants and always staying close to you two.

You and Ben took a stroll, hand-in-hand, in complete silence, listening to the sounds of nature and the apocalypse. Under the shade of trees and knowing you weren’t seen was quite calming for you. If a plane hadn’t flown over at that moment, you would’ve had more hope for the future to be better.

“We’ve been inside for I don’t even know how long,” you said, beginning to swing the arm holding Ben’s hand. “It’s so nice to get out.”

“It is,” Ben agreed. “I’m already having more fun than when I went out yesterday.”

You shook your head, feeling the sadness creep back in. “No, we’re not talking about that. We’re here to enjoy ourselves.”

“Right, sorry.” He pantomimed zipping his lips, making you smile.

You sighed, looking up at Ben. “Do you ever just randomly think about the fact that we’re about to be parents? Like, you almost forget about it and then you remember and get that happy, fuzzy feeling, but at the same time you’re scared because this isn’t where you want to raise a child.”

He nodded. “Yeah, I get that. But usually I just get all smiley and giddy because, wow, I’m gonna be a dad. And the mom is the most amazing woman I’ve ever met.”

You blushed, smiling down at your shoes. You ran a hand over your stomach. “I can’t wait to have a bump.”

“Why’s that?” He put his hand on top of yours, causing you both to stop walking.

“Because then it’ll be real.” You smiled at him. “Then I’ll actually feel pregnant.”

Ben frowned, laughing. “I’m surprised you didn’t feel pregnant when you threw up again this morning and then cried about how cute Frankie is.”

You smacked his arm, laughing. “Oh, you know what I mean!”

Ben chuckled, pulling you into his chest. You sighed with contentment while he ran a hand up and down your back. “We should tell the others,” Ben suggested again.

You pulled away, shaking your head. “Ben, you know we still can’t do that.”

“But why not?” He was getting upset again, and you just wanted the conversation to be over.

“It’ll stress them out, and Lucy will be more upset that Rami’s not here for her.” You grabbed his hand again, beginning to slowly stroll again.

“All right,” he ceded, letting you pull him down the path.

After a few more minutes, you came upon a fountain. The water had long since evaporated, leaving an empty, beautiful stone monument. Frankie, who was still right on your heels, ran up to it and began sniffing around, even jumping up inside, before spotting a butterfly flitting about and chasing after it.

“Frankie, please don’t eat the butterfly!” you called after her. You shook your head. “Never really thought I’d have to say that out loud.”

Ben laughed, watching his dog run around and bark. “The butterfly’s too high up, she won’t get it.” He sat down on the edge of the fountain. The sun shone directly on him, making his blond hair glow and his blue eyes sparkle. You sat down next to him, putting your head on his shoulder.

“There’s no place I’d rather be right now,” you said, closing your eyes.

“Me neither.” He used his finger to tilt your chin up, pressing a kiss onto your lips. You grabbed his shoulders as he cupped your face, trying to be as close as possible. You swung your legs over and moved towards him so you were sitting on his lap. He moved a hand to your waist, always being careful to avoid touching your stomach (he was always paranoid he’d accidentally hurt the baby). The moment was getting a little heated, which wasn’t uncommon for you two, until he said something that made you stop.

He dug his fingers into your hair, pausing the kiss for a second. “Marry me,” he whispered.

“Wait.” You put your hands on his chest, pushing him away only slightly. “What did you say?”

This time, he stared directly into your eyes as he said, “I want you to marry me.” When you said nothing, he continued: “I’ve been thinking about it. I know you love me, and I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything. Like I said last night, my one goal is to spend my life with you. I would have no greater joy than if you said yes to marrying me.”

You had a few tears slipping down your cheek. Somewhere deep down, you knew this moment would come; you would even daydream about it sometimes. But nothing could compare to the actual words he spoke.

“Yes,” you rasped, your throat filled with phlegm. You cleared your throat quickly before trying to speak again. “Yes, I’d love to marry you.”

His face broke out with the biggest grin you’d ever seen. He chuckled as his own tears began to trail down his face. “Wow. I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy.”

You used your thumbs to wipe away his tears, smiling wide. You pushed your face back into his, continuing the kiss from earlier. He wrapped his arms around you tightly, never wanting to let go.

Until Frankie jumped up next to you both, a large pine cone in her mouth. You both looked down at her, laughing. You smiled, knowing that your planned day had turned out perfectly.

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igotshinee21 · 5 years

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Dear Jonghyun,

A year. That's what it's been. I still can't believe it. You have everyone around the world missing you and crying and praying that you're ok. It seems like just yesterday I was 5 sitting in front of the TV in my grandmother's house watching SHINee's debut stage. All I could focus on was you. It took my grandmother having to pull the Korean news channel up on her computer for me to go eat breakfast and get ready for the day.

I couldn't stop watching you. I knew you were singing for your Noona but I. I felt like you were singing for me. You were smiling but looked so focused on the dance that you just radiated 'LOOK AT ME IM THE BLING!' and I just remember asking my grandma who you were and she reads the Hangul going across tbe screen and says 'Kim Jonghyun' and that's when I fell in love.

That whole day I went through Kindergarten class singing Replay and all the kids around me called me names cause they spoke English they didn't understand who you were or how powerful you were. You made a 5 year old have standards for guys that I shouldn't have had.

I went home that day still humming it and went inside. I went on the computer and just searched you and then I saw you. The next few years went by. I fell more in love with you by the day. But after you debuted and became my center the worse took place.

My step dad the person who I was to go to for comfort and feel protected by began to abuse me. Every night I would lay in bed crying and wondering why a now 6 year old had to go through this. I started sobbing and the only thing that calmed me down was you. The smile that your face brought and the twinkle your eyes shown. I laid in bed everynight thinking of you begging you to come get me from the life I was living.

The abuse got worse. I was 7 with depression and having to steal my mom's makeup to cover up bruises. That's when I started having panic attacks and hyperventilating. The one night I couldn't breathe and had to go to the hospital but the doctor asked me if I had a way to calm down and I said yes. Music. And more specifically SHINee, you. He played like 3 of your songs and watched as I went from on the brink of passing out to dancing to replay.

He told me that it was because of you I was breathing and hadn't died of oxygen lack. So I left happy. But the abuse didn't let up. If anything it got worse. He used you guys against me, told me I was getting punished cause you guys saw me as a disappointment. But I knew it was a lie. You guys brought a smile to my face every time I thought of you. But when I turned 10, that's when I turned to you for the late nights in the bathroom. When the only relief was self harm. After a while of sitting there you talked me into putting the blade down and cleaning up and that I could make it cause your voice gave me hope it gave me a safe place. Weeks later I was in the same spot though. Except this time I wanted to end my life. I sat there crying and didn't move. No one was home. But my iPod started playing randomly and the first thing I hear is you. Your voice came through the headphones clear as day. I fell asleep on the bathroom floor feeling like I was gonna be okay because I felt like you weren't gonna let anything happen to me. But of course he had other plans. He took most of my innocence and told me if I told a soul I'd get in so much trouble. So I kept my mouth shut. Now 2014 comes and I'm turning 11. I'm in the 6th grade and it's November. Thanksgiving time. next week and a half is hell for me. my grandma dies and you know who helps me cope??? You.. you let me cry myself to sleep thinking I was gonna be okay.

YOU WERE MY HOPE

YOU WERE MY SAVIOR

YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SAVED ME

But of course let's rewind some of 2014. You became 'Blue Night's radio host and every day it never failed I'd listen. Even though I didnt understand much your voice got me through the everyday life.

Now 2015. By this time I had tried ending my life a total of 4 times. I self harmed more than what I wish I did and I became so wrapped up with my pain and the fear of people seeing me weak I was diagnosed with Smiling depression. The same thing you had. But you held me through all the pain and suffering. My mom leaves my step dad. And actually right now in 2018 shes in the process of divorcing him.

We move down south from New York to Georgia (USA). I was afraid of people making fun of me that I barley listened to kpop. I was so absorbed with not getting put an outcast I almost lost you. But you still were there. The nights I cried. The nights I have like tonight where i just hurt and don't know how to fix it.

2016 rolls around and I lose it! You release you're she is album on my birthday and I felt like the luckiest girl ever. I called my grandma and told her how you wrote she is for me. And yes at the age 13 i swore we were soul mates. I had ever since I was 5 so why stop?

And then 2017... I lost sight of you. I barley kept in touch with what SHINee and you were doing. I knew you stopped hosting. And y'all dropped a Japanese song (GET THE TREASURE IS A BOP! But so is every SHINee song) i was so focused with school and sports I lost sight of you. Then I moved to where I am now. And face more shit. I was sexually harrased the first 3 months I moved here, I stared self harming again and pulled all nigher just so I wouldn't have nightmares. Then December 18th comes. I wake up to my friend blowing up my emails and feed with the news. I was lost deviated shocked numb. I couldnt feel anything. You were my everything. My rock. The reason I kept fighting. And I couldn't help you from the thing you helped me from.

I didn't do anything for the next two weeks. I was of course numb. I did the bareminimun. I barley ate. I didn't sleep. Then I cried non stop in my room. I couldn't let everyone know I was hurting. My family didn't even think there was something wrong with me cause I hid the pain so well. I mean I became so good at looking okay people just assumed I had the best of everything.

January 1st came and I didnt want to do this. I didn't want anymore tomorrows. But as I sat in my room crying over you I heard it. The same thing I heard every time I cried like that. You told me id be okay and that you'd always be there. Then for some reason I couldn't stop wanting to see you. Every SHINee video I watched. Every video of you I watched.

I haven't read your letter or watched the funeral. I refuse. I guess I'm afraid it'll make it like official official that you're gone and that I have no choice but to say goodbye. But I don't wanna say goodbye you became my reason for fighting. The reason I rolled out of bed. The hope that life was gonna get better

I wish I could have helped you. I'm so sorry. I just hope you're okay and happy and not hurting.

You did well bling bling. I'll post more later today. It's just gonna be my favorite moments of you. You and SHINee. Always and forever.

I hope the words I could never say reach you. 'THANK YOU'

(just some people on insta paying tribute)

#you did well #youngjae #miss you #jonghyun #we love you forever jonghyun #kim jonghyun #i love you #cant believe its been a year..#you are the moon to my forever crashing waves #thank you

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i-have-a-wonky-eye-too · 6 years

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Let's...

Anonymous said: Hi can I get a Natasha x reader where nat and reader have some sexual tension but the reader convinced herself that nat could never see her that way so nat decides that she is going to show the reader exactly how she feel and sets up the reader to catch her materbating calling out that readers name and what she wants the reader to do to her while the reader just stands there a watches, after nat finishes she calls the reader name and asked is she liked the show and if she wants to join.

Anonymous said: Hey there! I was wondering if you could do one about Natasha x fem reader where is Valentine's day and everyone in the tower give each other secret love letters and reader gets one from a secret admirer (Natasha) that asks to gather with her at her bedroom? A smut end? Just if you are comfortable with it! Thanks luv

You sulked in the sofa as you ‘watched’ TV when in fact you were thinking about the gorgeous red head that had just walked into the kitchen catching your eye. The two of you were friends, close friends but over time you found yourself falling for her. She was perfect. Nice, caring, smart, fun, cheeky, helpful, smart mouth... hot as hell! Way, out of your league.

You huffed falling over onto your side giving up trying to watch whatever was playing, it hurt your head too much.

“What’s up with you?” Tony flopped down next to you eating some grapes from his hand.

You shook your head as you sat back up only to lay your head in his lap. “Nothing.” You mumbled.

He raised his eyebrow as he eyes you. “Yeah, don’t believe you, spill.” He asked popping a grape into his mouth.

You shrugged thinking of what to say. “It’s just, it’s-“ you stopped talking when you saw Nat walking towards you.

“See you later guys.” Nat waved her hand as she walked passed the pair of you. You sat up and watched as she got into the elevator smiling to herself.

“Ohhh...” Tony smirked behind you knowing what the problem was now. “Still nothing?” You shook your head.

“Never gonna get anything...” you frowned turning to face him. He held a grape out to you smiling softly. “Thanks.” You took it, popping it into your mouth. “I wish I could... just, say something and not feel stupid her... knowing it was me.” You rolled your eyes at how stupid that sounded before falling backwards again covering your face.

Tony began grinning having an idea pop into his head. “Hey, when’s it the 14th?” He asked randomly.

“Hmm... not tomorrow but the day after, why?” You raised your head to look at him but he’d already disappeared. “Bye!” Asshole.

Nat smiled to herself as she listened to Tony explain his plan to her. She knew about your crush on her, she’d hoped by now you’d have noticed hers on you but no. “And, I’m good what?” She asked turning round giving him a simple look.

“I dunno, write a poem to her... give her a bouquet of knives, whatever floats your boat just... make sure she knows you like her.” He sighed getting up from the kitchen island where he’d been sat. “Please, it’s infuriating hearing the poor kid belittle herself.” Tony sighed walking away. In the short year and half he’d known you, he’d taken it upon himself to be your big brother figure.

Nat pondered the idea for a few minutes before coming up with a plan of her own. Tony was right. Hearing you talk about yourself like you weren’t any good was sad, you were an amazing young girl whom the team had grown to love dearly.

Tony had informed you yesterday that you were all celebrating Valentine's Day as a team. No outsiders were the rules. So, being idiots you’d all taken to writing little letters and cards for each other and buying silly heart shaped chocolates. The boys had gone out and bought stupid teddy bears in various sizes and given them out to the girls and the girls had bought silly surprises like sexy lingerie and furry handcuffs for the boys. It was all in fun and it had been by far the best Valentine’s Day you’d had for a very long time. You’d worked out who most of the card and letters were from except for one.

Roses are red,

Violets are blue,

This is stupid,

Come to my room...

10pm, love your secret admirer x

It put a smile on your face but how could you go to there room when you didn’t know who it was from. You sighed and opened the little black box that was left with it. You opened it and immediately worked out it was Nat. There was a small bracelet with a heart attached along with a little black spider. It wasn’t Spider-boy because he’d already admitted to giving you a stuffed monkey that said ‘I’m nuts about you’ when you squeezed it.

You waited in your room until 10pm before you headed to Nat’s room thinking nothing of it. Why should you, you were friends, the two of you hung out often. You walked down the quiet hallway until you arrived at her door. As you took a deep breath you raised your hand in the air to knock on her door, stopping when you heard a noise from the other side. You couldn’t tell what it was right away but you could hear it again, repeatedly actually. You shook your head, knocking lightly.

“Y/N.” you heard Nat call, assuming she was telling you to come in.

When you opened the door you stopped quickly, your eyes widening when you saw Nat laid out on her bed, naked, with her legs spread and her hands between them. She had her head back as she used one hand to rub her clit and the other pushing fingers in and out of her. What. The fuck!

“Oh… Y/N, there…”

Your eyes widened as you heard her say your name again whilst her fingers pumped inside of her. She pulled her hand away that was playing with her clit and pinched her hardened nipple, moaning as she continued to pump her fingers in and out of herself. You gulped pressing your thighs together.

You knew you shouldn’t be staring but she was saying your name and, it was after 10pm. Maybe it wasn’t Nat that sent the Valentine’s gift. But, why was she saying your name… and, touching herself doing so.

“Fuck! Yes… baby… yes, Y/N!” Nat moaned loudly as she arched her back, coming all over herself. You gulped quickly pulling her bedroom door shut. You should have run, but your feet wouldn’t move and your brain was only replaying Nat’s face as she came. “Y/N? You can come in, you know.” Nat smirked as she sat up in bed. You slowly opened the door and peered round the door, quickly closing your eyes. “Open, your eyes, Y/N.”

“Nat, I didn’t mean-”

“Shh… did you enjoy what you saw?” she asked as she stood up and walked slowly over to, still naked.

You nodded keeping eye contact with her, not daring to look anywhere else. “I shouldn’t have.”

“Why not? It was for you, after all.” she grabbed a hold of you by your hand and pulled you into her room more, shutting thr door behind you.

“Me-me?” you gulped as you walked round in a circle, backing up until you fell backwards onto the bed.

NAt nodded grinning. “You. Want to something else?” you nodded slowly. Nat straddled your hips as she bent forwards. “I was thinking of your fingers inside me and what you’d do… I always think of you… what you’d taste like… what your mouth would feel like… want to find out?” she asked she leaned down and pressed her lips to yours softly, holding your face in her hands.

You moaned as your hands slid up her thighs slowly, stopping when they came to her ass cheeks. “Thank you for the poem-” the apir of you burst out laughing before she pulled away grinning down at you.

“You’re welcome… now, shall we put this mouth to better use?”

#natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader kiss #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff smut #natasha romanoff x reader smut #natasha romanoff request #request

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thatmultifandomhoe · 6 years

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Reaction: First Time You Say, “I Love You,”- Maknae Line

Here’s the maknae line, you can find the hyung line here!

(Gifs are not mine, credit goes to their owners/makers)

Master List:

Jimin:

(oh my god soft Jimin is killing me y’all lol)

After a long day you and Jimin were lying in bed trying to fall asleep. Your back was pressed against his chest and he had his leg over your hip. He propped his head on his hand, leaving a gentle kiss on your neck. For some reason, sleep was avoiding you, so Jimin, being the sweetheart he is, was trying to help you.

You sighed as Jimin nestled his head in the crook of your shoulder and lazily drew random shapes on your arm.

“I love this,” you whispered.

You felt Jimin’s lips curl up in a smile before he tilted his head to kiss your shoulder. “Y/N, can I tell you something?”

Confused, you carefully shifted in his arms so you could look up at him. He was chewing on his bottom lip, his blond locks falling in his eyes. Jimin pushed them back, his brown eyes searching yours as a sheepish smile formed on his face.

“I…I love you y/n. I know it may seem too soon but it’s true.”

You grinned up at him, wrapping your hand around his neck as you tugged him closer so you could kiss him. “Aw Jimin. Don’t worry about it being too soon, because I love you too.”

Jimin would giggle for a moment before kissing you once again, this time softer and longer than usual, allowing you to feel the love he had for you. He would tell your that he loved you a few more times before you two fell asleep, wrapped tightly in each other’s arms.

Jungkook:

Because you two were so young, everyone always joked that it was just puppy love and that it would fade eventually. But then three months passed, then another three months. Yesterday, you and Jungkook celebrated your first year together.

They had a concert later that night, so with the help of his hyungs, Kookie was able to give you the best anniversary that he could. He surprised you with breakfast in bed, a bouquet of your favorite flowers, and a romantic lunch at a fancy restaurant. That night you sat front row at their concert. It was mind blowing…but Jungkook never said those three words.

Your friends told you stories of their first I love you, and they all occurred around the first six months. You were starting to think that you did something wrong, that perhaps Jungkook didn’t feel that way about you. You were afraid to ask him about it in case your fears where true, because the truth was, you loved him. The feelings you had for him were more than just puppy love. It hurt when he was gone on tour, but his happiness meant more to you then anything. His job was his life and so whether it was four weeks or four months, you got yourself through it because at the end of the day, he always came back to you.

Jungkook was in his room playing a video game with Jimin when you entered. The two boys were focused on their game, but Jungkook shifted so you could sit in-between his legs. You leaned your head against his chest, loving how it felt to have his arms around you. You felt safe and loved.

“Kookie, do you love me?” you suddenly asked him.

The question threw him off so much that Jimin was allowed to win the game. While Jimin cheered at his winnings, Jungkook tilted his head as he frowned. When he didn’t say anything, you repeated the question. He gave you a confused smile as he tightened his arms on you. “What kind of question is that?”

Your breath caught in your throat. “Because I love you. And you…you didn’t say anything last night.”

“You didn’t tell her?” Jimin interrupted.

Frowning, you glanced between them becoming more confused. “Tell me what?”

“Hyung, stop teasing,” Jungkook looked back at you, smiling sweetly. “I didn’t know I had to tell you. I thought you already knew that I love you.”

Taehyung:

Taehyung had made it extremely clear that he loved you. Three months into your relationship he told you those three words, surprising the ever-loving crap out of you. You were so shocked that you instead of saying it back to him, your lamely said, “Thanks?”

It’s not that you didn’t love him, it’s just that the idea of saying it scared you. Your previous relationships had been pretty bad. You were afraid that if you told Taehyung that you loved him, something bad would happen and ruin it. It didn’t help that he had a habit of saying it all the time. It wasn’t like he waited for a special moment, he would say it say it randomly and when you two were doing the simplest things. Like the other day, you two were watching TV when out of nowhere he kissed your neck and said it. Or, when you handed him his keys and he gave you that adorable boxy smile of his and told you that he loved you.

Today however…today was the day that you were finally going to tell Taehyung that you loved him. It may have taken you awhile to feel comfortable enough to say it, but you were finally ready.

Standing in front of the mirror that Taehyung had hanging in his room, you took a deep breath. Just because you were ready to say it, didn’t mean that you weren’t nervous. Which is why you decided to practice while he was out at the market.

“Okay Taehyung, I know that it’s taken me awhile to say this…and you tell me all the time but…I just wanted to tell you that…that I love you. I love you, Kim Taehyung.”

“Aww jagi, were you practicing?”

You jumped in shock, not expecting him to be back so soon. “Taehyung, I…”

He shook his head as he wrapped his arms around your waist, silencing you with a kiss. “Don’t worry jagi, I know. I know.”

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Bullshit Sad Writing for the book So today I learned that the skin that covers me regenerates every 35 days, and I wish that everything in my body was all relative. I wish I could forget you existed or even broke my heart. But only the outside changes after you leave. 12:12 AM 3/2/17 Outside, under the Colorado sky, I witnessed the sun make something I already found beautiful even more so. The way the light would redefine your eyes, I found my personal heaven, what I wanted in life. I found myself not broken, but feeling alive. 7/31/16 written with Tyler Isch ❣️ My friend was asking me about colors to explain a person, and I thought of you. How you were black, shades of all the colors mixed. You were bright like yellow, illuminating the darkness in my body, you were the blue in me, making me sad here and there for your stupid decisions. You were the red, the anger that I had out of jealousy and fear of what you let happen anyway. You were black. 9:28 AM 3/7/17 Never had I been so empty and alone for a birthday of mine. It gets emptier as the years go actually, it might be emptiness aesthetics but that's what it feels like every year. It started last, when one of my dads left and I couldn't hear those three words from him. Or maybe it was my uncle leaving too. Every year someone left, and this year I had a family less. 4+ people, gone. This time it was my fault, because I'm such a fucking disappointment. And now I couldn't and wouldn't hear those three words from more people I loved. 9:37 AM 3/7/17 I remember a year ago I was going out for pancakes with my other mom. She took me out of school with pajamas on and my baby sister drooling on her shoulder. She went to go get my other sister too, both of us were supposed to be at the doctors but we went to go get free breakfast. I remember the day so perfect, we were sitting like a family drinking orange juice and stuffing our mouths. We laughed and we joked, it was something I missed dearly. And I fucked the whole plan up. I don't know how I could say sorry and make this day into a day of pancakes and orange juice again. But for what it's worth, I miss it. 9:44 AM 3/7/17 Everything seems so, changed. Out of place. They aren't friends anymore. He's not with his girlfriend anymore. I don't live there anymore. It all feels like someone came and rearranged everything and never put anything back to the way it was. It feels like life is a rubix cube, mixed up all the time and then eventually it all falls back into place when the right person comes to fix it. But then after they leave it's mixed up again. I guess that's how it is, when people come and go, things move out of place again and again until someone comes to reorganize. I guess I lack those skills. 9:33 AM 3/9/17 John Mayer still reminds me of you and those songs from our SoundCloud rapper friends and the Red Hot Chili Peppers and that one band I regret showing you does too. Sometimes I look at your Facebook and I repeatedly ask myself what I could've done better so you might've not left but I couldn't have saved us. You wanted to leave. You wanted to leave me with the judgements and the 'I told you so's, you left me with the memories that burn a hole in my heart every single time. You just left me with all the bad things and you took all the good. I don't write and I haven't cried for you ever but today I did both. As I looked at our old conversations and the pictures we took while we were together, I realized how much had changed. You weren't mine anymore and that killed me. It killed me to see you after 6 months with the girl my bestfriend could've had sex with at any moment. It felt like a soccer kick in the stomach, I knew I wasn't important anymore, I wasn't the love of your life and when you saw me you weren't gonna kiss me. God how I want you to kiss me and tell me why you left, but I'll never know because I've made a fool of myself after you left and you might've thought I was still fatally in love with you. I don't really know if I loved you because I don't think about you as much as I did with the first love, maybe I learned how to cope but very doubtful. I think I just realized you were the stupid one, that I didn't do anything wrong, that you couldn't have left for a reason that began with me. But maybe you did. And I always contradict myself about that. Maybe I was too skinny and you wanted a bigger ass or you wanted smaller boobs, I don't know. I still will never know the answers to the questions I have until I'm okay and ready to see the reason my family hates me and the reason I don't have a door. Nevertheless, I still love you. 1:20 AM 4/12/17 I really don't know why I'm breaking down. I feel weak and nothing is the same anymore. Look, I passed by my old world the other day. The park where we sat on swings together, the small lake where I used to walk around with you holding hands and the bridge where you wrote I love you on my hand, the hill I laid with you, the sidewalks that were marked with wheels from my rush of getting to school on time even though I never did. All my friends were still there, or I guess the people I used to know. They've changed now, I've changed now. We weren't the same anymore. I questioned if I should just leave this world behind me like how they left me in their 8th grade year. My mom always told me to let go but I never wanted to until I passed by the street that my dad would hug me in, the house where I had deep conversations with my step mom, the street where I fell because I refused to get off my board to kick it over. It hurts me so much and I wonder if it's because I never let it go. So I lit a cigarette and forgot. I forgot about that hill, that lake, that park, the schools, everything. And I blew out the smoke like all the memories were being exhaled out. 4/16/17 10:29 PM I saw you yesterday for the first time in what? Almost a year. I shook in disgust of you, what you said, how you were, what we did, you make me mad. Or nervous. Maybe the butterflies came up again, because honey you are so beautiful and I loved you once. They say you can't stop loving someone if it's true and I don't think I ever stopped loving you because when I see you, I shake like I did before. Before you said you randomly stopped loving me and it wasn't the same anymore but you still spoke to me, before the forehead kisses you were too embarrassed to give because of your hidden shyness, before I disgusted you, before you left me for her, before we laughed together for the last time. That laugh hurt, I never wanted to see your stupid smile again. But when I saw you yesterday it was plastered on your face even though you couldn't see it, it's all I did. I wish this was a movie, where you see someone and you just have a flash of all the happy moments, like when you comforted me when I got the flu on Valentine's Day, or when you'd take pictures with me, or when threw my phone at me trying to be attractive. Everything isn't the same anymore though. And you looked at me with disgust too. 4/27/17 I miss you a lot. I wish you weren't mad at me anymore, and I wish I could let go too. Someone told me that sometimes people need to process things but you've been processing for 6 months. I wish you could forget that I snuck that boy in and let him taste me. I know that you know he did that. I wish you could forget I loved to smoke the green of god. I just wish you would talk to me. I miss you. I want to sit on the couch and play video games with you. I want to talk about motorcycles with you. I want to hug you and love you. I want to analyze you again. I want to see you smile because of me again. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made a mistake or two or the most you've ever forgiven. I'm just a kid. And I know you made mistakes too around this time in your life. But I miss you. And I wish I was welcome again, but I never will be. Why do you ignore me dad? Why do you act like I'm no one? Why don't you come at me with love and care and say it's okay? I'm sorry dad and I can't say that enough. And I wonder if you miss me. But it's okay, if you want to ignore me, do it. I know you're happier now. Inconvenient Fuck Up, Destany 4/30/17 Apple J, that sounds so good with you. A glass of apple j with you under the moon. I don't know why it's you that it sounds good with, after all you did fuck me over more than twice, but you just look so beautiful under the moon. Your eyes reflect so perfectly. I don't think anyone could look like that, so, put together. Like as if you were built to make people feel this way. Look, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I didn't spend some of my tv time with you instead before you left. And I realize it's too late because you won't come back to Colorado, you'll stay in sunny Arizona with your family until you make your dreams come true. You'll stay there with your drugs and your eyes and your hair you cut off after freshman year, you'll stay there. Then you'll leave to New York like you said and get an apartment in queens, I know you'll do it. And I'll see glimpses of your photography in my timeline, maybe you'll call, maybe you'll drunk text me again and say you're sorry for everything, or maybe you'll just fade away like before. It took me all this time to realize I miss your presence. I miss that day where we skated and stood on that hill while I smoked a cigarette, when we looked at the sky turn from black to lavender, when you held me last. I miss that more than I'd like to admit and that moment is why I think you, a glass of apple j, and the moonlight pair so well. 5/8/17 9:48 PM I think that I really was the one who fucked it all up. I know I tell you all the time that I hate you for messing everything up between us and that I wish you didn't lose my trust but in the end it was really me who fucked it all up. I started to be distant and I told you all this bullshit I regretted saying the day after. I really meant that paragraph I sent you a month ago, you do mean a lot to me and I never wanted to lose you. I only blocked you because you reminded me of the guilt I have for telling you I was basically having second thoughts on us. I do love you. I love you so very much and it kills me to listen to "My Kind of Woman" I don't like him, he just fills the space you left. I don't love the FaceTime calls between him and I as much as I loved ours. I don't like being called beautiful by other guys, I really wish it was you telling me that. And I tried to make things back into the way they were between us but you didn't want that. I'm sorry I fucked up the honeymoon period. I love you. I love you so much Eli and I don't know what I'm going to do without you. I don't know what I'm going to do if you move here and we never make use of the plans we made. Until another boy, I love you. 5/18/17 2:45 PM It's not possible to have the things you used to. Like love. You can't just act like nothing happened and that you love eachother again, you have to remember that you left or they did and things don't ever go back to the way they used to. It makes me sad that things won't be the same all because I said I didn't want you in my life anymore. I wish you would say I'd be your first art piece again. I want you to call me art again, I want you to have excitement for me. I just, I want you to want me again. And you don't anymore. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I'm sorry I fucked it up I'm sorry i fuck everything up, i love you so much. 5-21-17 11:05 PM I'd love to call someone else my moon and forget you called me your shooting star but it was so much our thing that I can't make it into someone else's. You don't deserve to have my grief. You don't deserve to even have the name of my moon. You don't deserve it because you probably called some other girl your stars too, and you probably tasted the galaxies of her body. I'm sorry I couldn't be the milky way and that you couldn't travel my body because I wanted to be pure until I was ready to give myself to you. I know you left me for her, you didn't let me know just so you think you would get away with the secrets of adultery. But later on I found that I'd been right all those months. You cheated. And I know it wasn't my fault because I gave you all that I could. You're still empty trying to fill yourself with girls and you disgust me. Never again will I see you as the brightness to my dark, my moon. But you still own the rights to the name. And I sure hope you don't call another girl your shooting star too. 5/25/17 11:08 PM I can't and couldn't make things work between us. You were perfect and sweet, I wasn't ruined for once. And I was happy with you, I really was. Then a boy came along and I got to see him, feel him. He wasn't you but it was a person to love and touch. I couldn't do that with you, and I'm sorry I forgot about how I would've been touching you in a week or two. I'm selfish and scatterbrained, I don't know why I did that or do that. I ruin things that are good for me and I ruin people in the process. I keep sending you texts and I wish it was like before where you'd text me within seconds, I want you to text me back so bad but I feel like you found someone who is a better me, someone who isn't going to fuck things up because she can touch a guy. And I'm jealous. I wish I got a second shot, I sure would love it to be like that again. I love you so much. I don't know how I could love someone this much. But I love you. 5/30/17 12:26 AM I always tell myself I hate you and it's weird how in a way I do. But I mostly hate myself for ruining us. We had something so perfect and then things fell apart. It's weird how you're not in my life anymore, how you don't say the things that my new boy tells me now. It's all so different. I won't have you and you're gonna have some girl soon and I'll have this boy. Nothing is the same anymore, it sinks my chest. 6/8/17 2:36AM I think I finally know what people are talking about in those love songs like Ramona and My Kind of Woman. You make everything make sense. You'd make really great poems. You make me feel electric, important, confident. Your hands belong with mine and I long to feel them again. I love your smile, I love your big Brown eyes, I love you. I don't deserve you, no one does. I don't deserve to hear your gorgeous singing while you play guitar to some of my favorite songs. I don't deserve your views on music. I don't even deserve to see that smile that brightens my day. You're perfect and no one can compare. I finally have someone that makes me happy. Truly happy, not just me singling out the good things and pushing away the cons. No, you truly make me happy. You mean the world to me. You are the world. You're the stars and everything, all things beautiful. Te amo. 6/13/15 1:24 AM You wrote a goddamn song about me. I don't care. I don't love you anymore. You're so incredibly perfect but you're not who I want and I can't change that. Even if that song is perfect and even if it's special because I know you hate singing and writing songs. It's a great song by the way. It's called 'need'. And after you released it you text me and spilled all your feelings to me. That you think about ways you can make me happy and how you're so incredibly in love with me. And I'm sorry but I don't feel that way anymore. He came back into my life and I always told myself I'd leave you in a second for him. Because I just love him so very much. I felt like that for you for such a short time. I guess I never really loved you, or I wouldn't have left you. I considered it, but when you left my house that last time, I realized we weren't meant to be. Those kisses didn't make my lips tingle, they didn't make me smile in the midst of them and that's how I knew you weren't the one. The one I'd keep instead of my ex. My ex was ok with me staying with you after we declared our love for each other. He said "I hope he tells you I love you more than I did." That's the thing, you did. But I still didn't love you. And I couldn't say sorry enough. But at the same time. Karma. You know what you did. "your soul is so beautiful" -Destany 6/26/17 1:06 AM Confessions: 4/25/17 10:04 PM ~ sometimes I don't know if I really love you, sometimes I wish you'd just leave so things were easier again. 5/16/17 11:41 PM ~ i want to leave. leave you and all my friends, i want to start over because i fucked everything up and maybe this time i'll get it right. 6/26/17 12:53 AM ~ I know I always leave boys for other boys. I don't mean to break their hearts. But in a way I don't care about their hearts, they don't mean anything to me. It's just all dust on the ground that won't ever bother me, I won't feel bad.

Me the past months

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