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onlyjaeyun · 7 months

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𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝟒𝟐

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐘𝐓𝐖𝐎: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⤲ 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟕𝐤

⤲ 𝐜𝐰: 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭: 𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐜𝐯𝐦𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭, 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠

Growing up there's only ever been one person in your life who you've never felt uncomfortable with: your older brother.

You can't remember a single time where things had gotten so awkward, weird or tense between the two of you to the point where the silence put you in a position of discomfort.

Until now.

In the past twentyfour hours, Sunghoon has only said two handful of words to you directly, something you're also not quite used to, yet it's the way his usually so calm and gentle gaze has turned stone cold and distant, which has been keeping you on the edge.

You've tried to initiate conversations by showing him things you thought he'd be interested in or bringing up old memroies feom your childhood, only to be met with complete silence and barely any eye contact.

For some reason, you're pretty sure your brother has somehow found out about your relationship, yet on the other side no matter what you think of, nothing makes sense to you, since you both had been extra careful to not be seen in public, so careful to the point where you barely talked to each other whenever you happened to be anywhere outside of your apartment.

However, everything about Sunghoon's behavior points to it and as you both finally make it out of Seoul's airport and into the fresh air, you've just come to accept his silence and the tension it comes with.

Every now and then you lift your head to look at him, yet your brother seems completely zoned out, his eyes staring at something in the distant, delicate face halfway hidden by a black face mask, while the other half is covered by a pair of sunglasses and his baseball hat.

You've never seen him like this and the worry has already taken complete control over your system, so much it actually feels like every breath you inhale has turned into a challenge and the heaviness on your chest is basically about to suffocate you.

The ride to his girlfriend's apartment is already doomed to be even worse than the one from a about a week ago and for the first time since you've started dating Heeseung, you actually dread seeing him. Not because you don't want to see him but because you're pretty sure his presence is gonna make the tension even less bearable.

By the time you two come to stand at the parking lot of the airport, Heeseung has already spotted you and as he turns on the engine of his car, his heartbeat feels heavy, yet seems to thrum in his throat at highspeed at the same time.

Never once in his life has he felt as nervous and anxious as he does right now, the lack of knowledge of what's going to happen and how life is going to be like after today slowly eating its way through his skin and right into his head.

He's tried his best to avoid every kind of thought about Sunghoon's possible reaction, but now that the day has actually arrived, he physically can't think about anything else.

The fact his anxiety has taken over every bit of his body to the point where the excitement about finally seeing you again has gone completely lost worries him; it's never gotten this bad and Heeseung genuinely doesn't know how to handle everything that's been going on in his body.

With every single step you feel like your heart is about to jump out of your throat and for some reason you can't get yourself to say anything, even as you watch your boyfriend get out of his car to help you two with your luggage.

To your surprise, your brother actually pulls his mask down to his chin, quietly thanking his best friend before he opens the door to the passenger seat, leaving you both absolutely no choice but to look at each other in complete silence.

Every now and then Heeseung tries his best to start a conversation the way you've been doing it before you gave up, until Sunghoon calmly leans his head back and some of the tension slowly starts leaving the small space of your boyfriend's car.

You try to distract yourself by texting your best friends, the girls wishing you good luck and Jungwon giving you his best words of affirmation to calm your racing mind, yet none of it seems to help.

And in that moment you finally put a name to the weird feeling in your stomach: helplessness.

You've been feeling absolutely helpless and lost ever since your brother has stopped talking to you and the longer you think about it, the more the realisation hits you, the thicker the veil of tears blurring your vision becomes.

You quickly take a deep breath, feeling glad and relieved as your eyes finally recognize the familiar streets of Ning's apartment building and for the first time in what feels like an eternity, you can't wait for this night to just be over.

Neither one of you says a single word up until you step foot into the young student's apartment, a place you had quickly found comfort in as every little detail reminds you of her warm heart and kind soul.

But even Ning's apartment seems to be filled with tension, the owner's big, usually so happy and excited eyes filled with worry and concern in a way that sends shivers down your spine and if it wasn't for the way she pulls you into her gentle arms, you would have probably left already, just to escape this gut wrenchingly tense atmosphere.

Heeseung and you both thank Ning with a tight lipped smile before you sit down on complete opposites sides of her dark couch, attentively observing your brother who has yet to take off his jacket.

By the time Sunghoon reaches for his face mask, your eyes curiously roam his face, only to take notice of his flushed, tear stained cheeks.

And even before he could utter a single word, the realisation hits you at full force.

"Bae Sumin."

Sunghoon's voice is shaky and hoarse, his eyes glossy and slightly reddened, the sight easily breaking your heart into thousands of pieces before your mind can even question the name he had decided to say as his first two words in almost twenty hours.

"I had to find out that you've been screwing behind my back through Bae fucking Sumin?"

His words are harsh and filled with wrath, disappointment and genuine confusion. And they don't fail to leave you absolutely speechless.

You can't get yourself to physically react; your whole body completely frozen as you try to process what's actually going on, it's actually the burning trail of wetness on your cheeks which pulls you back into reality.

"Say something", Sunghoon suddenly yells and the unexpected high volume of his voice makes you flinch.

"One of you. Fucking say something."

Neither one of you dares to look anywhere but your brother and as your eyes take in the sight of your usually so energetic and lively sibling oozing nothing but exhaustion and sadness, you can't hold back the soft sob from bubbling up your throat.

Heeseung on the other hand is still in utter shock.

His whole body has gone into standby and for a moment he's pretty sure he's about to pass out because of how heavy his heart feels.

All of a sudden memories of all the times his best friend, his soultwin, the one man who's been by his side through it all, had broken down in front of him as the burden on his tiny shoulders had become too much.

"Please, tell me that fucking bitch is lying", your brother pleads, his voice breaking at the end of his sentence and that's the moment where it becomes too much and the shame finally overwhelms you, "please tell me the two most important people in my life have not been lying straight into my fucking face for fucking weeks."

Silence.

His heartbreaking plea follows nothing but absolute silence.

"Wow", Sunghoon suddenly scoffs, tears streaming down his flushed cheeks as he throws his head back with a soft sob and quickly covers his face with his hands.

And as you finally get yourself to shift your gaze to look at your boyfriend, you quickly regret your decision as the sight of a pale Heeseung just adds onto the pain in your chest.

You can actually watch the way he's slowly zoning out to stop his brain from completely destroying his soul and save him from this pain, only to fail miserably.

"We've been meaning to tell you, Hoonie", you whisper and lower your head, swallowing the knot in your throat in hopes of making the process of breathing just a little bit easier.

"Yeah? Have you? When was that supposed to happen? At your fucking wedding day?"

Yet again the sudden raise of his voice startles you and for the first time in months you feel all those memories from your childhood coming back.

"N-No, we've just been waiting for the right mo-", "Shut the fuck up."

It's this particular outburst which manages to brutally pull Heeseung back into the moment and when his brain processes what had just happened, he feels a wave of shock break down over him, knocking every single breath out of his lungs.

If there's one thing Sunghoon has always been adamant about, it's to never, ever raise his voice at you, his precious sister. Not after you both grew up in a household where yelling and screaming had become normality. Not after your parents had refused to talk to you in a proper manner and always opted for the loudness of their words instead of the meaning.

"I can't fucking stand either one of you right now", he spits and runs both of his hands over his face, harshly wiping away his tears and you both watch the way his anger fades into disappointment, you feel yourself silently choking on your tears.

"Sunghoon, please–", "I told you to shut the fuck up. Take your fucking boyfriend and leave. Leave now, Y/N or I'm going hurt your feelings. And his."

His words are anything but a request, an actual threat which has your blood run cold and with big, tear filled eyes you look at Heeseung, who has already gotten onto his feet.

"Stop looking at me like that, Lee Heeseung", your brother suddenly spits, irritated as well as furious by your boyfriend's gaze and for a moment you're genuinely afraid he might actually get physical, "or I'm actually going to punch you in the face."

"You've been fucking my sister and didn't even have the fucking balls to tell me", Hoon presses through gritted teeth and at the way his hands are balled into tight fists you can tell just how much he's holding himself back.

"No", Heeseung finally says and to your surprise his voice is stable and strong, despite the thick tears running down his cheeks.

"What the fuck do you mean 'no'? So you haven't been screwing my little sister?"

"No, I haven't been screwing her behind your back. I've been in love with your sister for over a decade. All I did was finally act on it."

You simply can't hide the shock on your face.

You don't know what exactly you had expected from your boyfriend, especially considering his most recent mental state, but this was definitely not on the list.

Everything suddenly feels like a fever dream and you're convinced you're going to wake up every second now.

"Oh, fuck off", your brother just scoffs and rolls his eyes, "this is not about how much you love her and we both know it."

"Okay, so it's about us not telling you, right? Have you ever thought about why we chose not to tell you about it?"

A beat of silence follows Heeseung's words, which he gladly takes as an approval to continue.

"You knew what she means to me, yet you still made me promise and choose between the two of you in one of our most vulnerable moments. Yes, not telling you wasn't right, yet we never willingly decided this."

"Are you blaming me for your lack of guts, Heeseung? Are you being fucking serious right now?"

Sunghoon seems shocked and genuinely confused, his thick brows furrowed and lips pressed into a thin line as your boyfriend takes two whole steps closer to stand right in front of him.

"You're my fucking brother", Heeseung suddenly throws back at him and you can tell how badly he wants to burst into tears, yet manages to stay calm just enough, "I'd fucking die for you. If you asked me to go and jump off of a fucking bridge right now, I'd do it without hesitation. You saved my life and nothing I will ever do will be enough to show you my gratitude."

A shaky sigh falls past his lips as he lowers his gaze, the exhaustion and tiredness of the last few days finally catching up on him and a weird sense of pride floads your system.

"I was the one who couldn't tell you because yes, I didn't have the fucking balls to tell you that I broke the promise I gave all these years ago, Sunghoon. I –", Heeseung inhales slowly, greedily sucking in every bit of oxygen he can get to ease the racing of his heart in his tight chest, "I didn't tell you because I couldn't – can't bear the thought of losing my dearest friend."

And as those words leave his lips, you finally let out the breath you didn't know you were holding in, only to choke on it at the sight of your tall brother suddenly bursting into tears.

"Why didn't you just t-talk to me, Heeseung? Why? Did you really think I'd make you choose between us, break up with her and breakk her heart when you're the only man on this planet who's worthy of her in every way possible? The only fucking human being I ever trusted when it came to her, her safety and happiness?"

Heeseung physically can't get himself to look at his best friend as he realises his mistake, too hurt and broken by his own decisions and thoughts, his lack of trust and faith in his closest friend and only person who has never left his side.

"I – was just so scared of losing you, Hoonie", your boyfriend whispers and looks away, his gentle cries quickly turning into wholehearted sobs as he breaks down and you can't do anything about it.

"So you decided to go and do it all behind my fucking back?"

Those words elicit yet another loud cry from your boyfriend and you hate how helpless you feel, knowing you could just go up to him and take him into your arms, yet refusing as you force yourself to give them the space they need.

This isn't about you. This is about them and their bond, their friendship and their communication.

"I'm sorry", Heeseung breathes and for a moment you're actually scared that things might never go back to how they used to be just a day ago, the one worry behind all of your boyfriend's sleepless nights.

"You broke my fucking heart", Sunghoon says and finally averts his gaze to meet yours, didappointment and pain lingering in the usual softness of his brown eyes, "and I really can't look at you two right now. Please just leave."

"Hoonie...", yet again your brother refuses to give you the privilege of finishing your sentence.

"Please, Y/N", his voice is a mere whisper and the way he can barely get himself to say your name easily shatters your already broken heart into yet another set of million pieces, "don't make me turn into my biggest nightmare. Please."

All you can do is nod in defeat, the mental, physical and emotional exhaustion too overwhelming to leave room for any discussion and with a soft sigh you finally stand up and actually approach your boyfriend.

Heeseung wordlessly turns away from your brother, his head still lowered and when you realise he also refuses to look at you, your heart tightens in your chest and subconsciously you take his face into your hands and almost force him to meet your gaze.

You don't say anything. The words lingering on the tip of your tongue but not a single one making it over the edge and into a proper sentence.

"Time", Sunghoon suddenly sighs and has both of your gazes shift to him, "I just need time."

And that's the last thing he says before he makes his way past his teary eyed girlfriend standing in the doorframe, his disappearance following the sound of a door falling shut behind him and for some reason you actually feel like breathing has actually become easier again.

"Did you two hear that?" Ning's soft voice sends chills down your body and yet again, you can't get yourself to verbally respond to her.

"Everything's going to be okay. Please just give him the time and space he needs, okay?"

And for some reason you don't have it in you to doubt her words of reassurance as your brother's demand keeps replaying in your head.

Your brother's girlfriend pulls you into a tight hug and whispers just the right amount of reassuring words into your ear before she wipes your tears away, gives your boyfriend an encouraging pat on the back and then goes to literally pick up the pieces you two had broken.

Heeseung doesn't say anything to you and for a moment you can't help but wonder if your presence is too much for him, only for your chest to fill with warmth when he reaches for your hand and then goes to help you with your coat.

The drive to your apartment is just as quiet, the silence making it feel like the past hour never happened and to your surprise, neither one of you has shed another tear after walking through the door.

You don't know why, yet the more you think about the expression on your brother's face as he asked for time, the more hope fills your chest. Sunghoon has always been easy to read for the both of you and you can tell that Heeseung seems to have similar thoughts, since a weird, unexpected calmness seems to linger in his body you can't quite put a name on.

Yet you're still pretty sure he's going to drop you off as the lack of verbal communication between the two of you does nothing to ease the anxious thoughts on your mind. You'd never blame your boyfriend for needing some time to himself away from you after being the reason for the roughest patch he had ever experienced with his closest friend.

As soon as Heeseung's car comes to a stop in front of your apartment building, you lift your head and quietly thank him, trying your best to shoot him a soft smile, only for your bottom lipp to give away how heartbroken you are, making you get out as quick as possible.

You don't hear your boyfriend's confused questions about your behavior, all you can focus on is to open the back of his car, take your suitcase and finally get into the comfort of your own four walls to break down the way you've been dying to do for the past hour.

Heeseung just watches the way you nervously fiddle with your luggage, his brows furrowed in confusion until he spots two tears finding their way down your cheeks and it's then that he realises what your brain has made you believe.

Within a moment Seung comes to stand next to you, easily hovering over your frame as he reaches for your suitcase and closes the trunk of his car, but doesn't let go of it just yet.

"Baby, look at me, please", he whispers softly, his words surprising you and with wide, teary eyes you look up at him and realise just how much you've missed him these past few days.

"Did you really think I was going to just drop you off? We haven't seen each other in three days and you came back to...this. I'd be a fucking loser if I let you sleep by yourself tonight."

You're not quite sure if it's the general exhaustion after these past few days, probably even weeks and months at this point, or if it's particularly because of tonight but without even missing a beat you throw yourself into the arms of your boyfriend and bury your face in his chest with a soft sob of relief.

Heeseung sighs, your little noises of pain and exhaustion sending chills down his body, tightening his chest as he pulls you closer to his body to make you feel as safe and protected as possible.

He knows you're blaming yourself for the current situation between him and your brother, when there's nobody to blame at all. Mistakes and wrong decisions were made, lack of communication and so many more factors which have played into tonight's event, but most importantly all of them were human things to do, something Heeseung has finally come to accept.

Usually he'd be blaming himself as well, yet this time his brain seems to go easy on him, even if his heart still hurts the more he thinks about the look of betrayal and disappointment on his best friend's face, he doesn't feel as devastated and lost as he had expected himself to.

For the first time in his life he's actually quite sure things are going to be okay, even if it might take some time.

None of this makes any of it easier, to say the least, but definitely more bearable.

By the time you finally walk into your own home, a wave of relief washes over you and without giving it another thought you shed yourself of your outerwear after turning on the heater. Heeseung carefully watches you, his eyes never once leaving your frame and you hate how that's all you need to feel your skin heating up, your brain already slut shaming you for making such a normal thing so sexual.

So, with a soft sigh you turn away and slowly walk into your bedroom, the sight finally giving you the comfort you've been craving for the past few days.

"Do you wanna talk about tonight?"

Heeseung's sudden question startles you and with furrowed brows you turn around and meet his soft gaze, loving the way his bambi eyes are still glossy and teary from earlier. In moments like these everything else becomes irrelevant, nothing but the love of your life matters and you can't help but feel genuinely proud of him when you remember all the things he had said to your brother.

"Only if you want to", you reply calmly and cock your head to the side with a gentle smile, the tension between the two of you sending chills iver your body and you're genuinely confused why your body would opt for such sensual reactions in response to emotions as heavy as the ones you're currently experiencing.

"I know I'm going to have a panic attack if I think about it too much so I think it's better if we just head to sleep, sweet girl", Heeseung whispers and gives you a soft kiss on the forehead his big hands gently caressing your arms before he takes your face into his hands and greedily lets his eyes roam your soft features.

"You're the most beautiful human being I've ever laid my eyes on", he suddenly says and leaves you absolutely speechless, the genuine honesty in the soft brown of his eyes easing the tension in your muscles.

"And I know it won't always be easy and all happy tears, but I promise I'm going to try my best to become the man you deserve", Heeseung just continues as he notices the way your lips part in surprise, something he's come to love ever since the first time he left you at a lack of words, "and no matter how many times I joke about it, I'm always completely serious when I talk about making you my wife one day. You're the light of my life and until the day you tell me to go, I'm going to give my everything to make you happy."

"Seungie...", your voice breaks, hot tears streaming down your cheeks as you notice the thick veil blurring his own vision, yet he doesn't let you speak just yet. A soft shake of his head stopping the words from rolling off your tongue.

"I'm bound to make mistakes and hurt your feelings, I just hope you know I'd never, ever do it intentionally and ask you to be understanding. Your heart is so pure, so soft and so gentle, I have yet to figure out how to handle it but again, not a day will go by where I won't do everything in my power to make you feel as loved and appreciated, adored and desired as you deserve."

And as his words fill every bit of your heart with the sweetness of comfort, warmth and the feeling of security, you simply can't hold yourself back anymore.

Before either one of you can say another word, you throw your arms around his neck and pull him as close to your body as possible, the lack of personal space exactly what you've been craving for the past two weeks.

Because despite handling Heeseung's physical distance and reluctance better than expected, you couldn't help but feel rejected, your brain punishing you for all the times you had dared to unintentionally tiptoe on the line of his personal comfort as he was trying his best to maintain his mental stability, so hearing him still be as in love and devoted to you as he was in the beginning definitely gives you the reassurance you've subconsciously been longing for.

You two still cuddled and held each other, a few kisses here and there right before Heeseung fell asleep in your arms after a long day, yet the sudden switch in tension between the two of you had you worried. Not because you couldn't live without it but because the fear of not being enough for him anymore had quickly managed to consume you.

After your little conversation about it all yesterday, you felt a lot lighter already, yet these words and the feeling of his body so close to yours was exactly what you needed.

"Thank you, Seungie", you whisper against the soft skin of his neck, embracing the strong hold of his arms around your body, "thank you so much."

You have no idea how long the two of you just stand there holding into each other, yet once you slowly pull away, you notice the sleepiness in his reddened eyes, his habit of blinking just a little too often giving away just how tired he is and that's when you realise it's probably been a good three nights since your boyfriend has had a proper night time sleep.

"How about you go and wash up, my love? I'll just give Jungwon a quick call and then get myself bed ready."

Heeseung just nods, yet looks at you for a little longer than necessary and as he studies your facial expressions, there seems to be this certain emotion lingering in your gentle gaze, he struggles to read and name. But before your boyfriend can even realise that it's the desire you're trying to hide, you give him a quick kiss on the cheek and pull away, leaving him in your bedroom as you basically throw yourself onto your balcony to get some of much needed air for your deprived lungs.

You feel like a psychopathic nymphomaniac for actually thinking about sex on a day like this, only an hour after one of the most heartbreaking things you all have experienced and that's why you're just going to wait until Heeseung's firmly asleep to take care of this stupid problem.

Part of your brains hoped that you two could use physical intimacy as a way to comfort each other but the longer you think about it, the heavier you want to cry because you simply can't believe your brain would do this to you.

With a soft sigh you dial your best friend's number, knowing the sound of his voice is going to do wonders to your messy brain and heavy heart and as soon as Jungwon picks up your call, you get comfortable on one of the little chairs on your balcony and just start crying.

Telling your best friend everything about your brother and his reaction feels relieving as it gives you the opportunity to reflect on your own feelings, rather than the need to focus on everyone else's the way you usually do and you physically can't get a single word out for a good minute, until you finally manage to catch your breath and just continue.

Jungwon doesn't say anything, just hums in approval every time you make a brief pause to gather your throughts to let you know he's actively listening, yet refusing to speak as he doesn't want you to hear the breaking of his own voice in response to your heartbreaking evening.

You don't realise how long you're talking to your best friend, your tears long dried down as you feel the coldness of the night finally overwhelm you as you thank Wonie for everything and promising to keep him updated before finally making your way back into the warmth of your apartment and straight into your bathroom.

As soon as you step into your bedroom, finally all washed up and ready to head to sleep, you're met with the sight of your boyfriend comfortably seated with his back against the headboard, glasses on his nose, strong torso exposed to your hungry eyes and just as you're about to lower your gaze just a little further, the sudden sound of his soft sob pulls you back into reality. You try your best to hide the shame and embarrassment as Heeseung does his best to do the same with his tears from you and with a soft pout on your lips you quickly get onto the other side of the bed and kneel right next to him, pulling your boyfriend into your arms and loving the way he finds instant comfort in your hold.

"I'm sorry", he whispers and wraps his arms around your waist, pushing face deeper into your neck to hide his embarrassment, "it kinda just hit me."

"It's okay, Baby, you can cry as much as you need to", you reply calmly and gently play with his slightly wet strands of hair, the smell of your bodywash and shampoo hitting your nose, making you smile softly, "what can I do to make you feel better hm? Do you want me to run you a bath and wash your back or just hold you? We could watch a movie and have some tea if you feel like it."

"Can you just sit in my lap for a little bit? I wanna hold you as close as possible", Heeseung whispers and lifts his head to look up at you, his cheeks and the tip of his pretty nose flushed, eyes red and glossy, a sight so beautiful you feel bad for thinking such thoughts in a moment this vulnerable but without hesitation you nod softly.

In no time you find yourself comfortably seated in his lap, his face yet again buried in your neck, strong arms firmly wrapped around your body and you love the way you can feel the warmth of his body through the thin fabric of your camisole.

You quickly lose track of time as you hold the love of your life in your arms and listen to his soft cries and sobs, knowing how many emotions and thoughts he's battling right now yet having absolutely no way to help with them.

With one of your hands gently caressing his back as the other plays woth his hair, you try your best to stay strong for the both of you, too physically tired and mentally exhausted to handle your own sadness anymore.

By the time a wave of sleepiness hits you, Heeseung's cries have slowly died down and from the way his hands are gently roaming your body you can tell he's about to lay on his back and finally give you both the rest you oh so desperately need.

Yet, what you don't expect is the sudden feeling of his hands finding a rather firm grip on your hips as a deep growl makes its way out of his sore throat.

"I feel like a fucking animal", he suddenly says and with your brows furrowed in confusion you pull away just enough to meet his gaze.

"Wha-", "I feel like a fucking animal because for some stupid reason my brain has decided to distract me with thoughts of your moans and the way you always look so pretty when you cum around my cock. I'm so sorry, Baby."

His words hit you like a fist straight in the face and none of that previous sleepiness is anywhere to be found.

With wide eyes and parted lips, you try your best to hide the way your body is currently drowning in your arousal in response to his boldness, not realising your lack of a verbal answer has your boyfriend on the edge.

"I'm sorry, princess, you don't deserve this", he whispers and basically forces himself to pull his hands away, yet you're faster and quickly reach for his wrists to keep them exactly where they are.

"No", you breathe and slowly start rocking your hips against his semi hard cock, your thin panties as well as his boxer briefs doing absolutely nothing as the heat from both of you meets each other through the fabric, "please, just keep going."

"But–", and this time you're the one to cut him off as you almost forcefully press your lips against his, capturing them in a hungry kiss, the one you've been daydreaming about for who knows how long at this point.

Heeseung doesn't hesitate as he kisses you back. Hunger, want and animalistic desire oozing from every single one of his touches as he grabs a fistful of your ass and grinds your hips harder against his own.

You can barely keep your moans and whimpers back as you try to keep up with him, the kiss quickly becoming rather messy and sloppy to the point where you slowly start losing yourself in the sweet taste of his saliva coating the muscle of your tongue and your whole mouth.

"That's my good girl", Heeseung grunts and kisses his way to your jaw and down your neck, sucking the soft skin into his mouth as he finally allows himself to indulge in your dweet noises and rhe feeling of your wet panties against his rock hard cock.

"I can't wait any longer, Seungie", you whimper and throw your head back as waves of pleasure rock through your body with every single touch against your sensitive clit.

"I promise I'll let you eat me out for as long as you want after this, just please", you beg softly, "let me sit on your cock first."

"F-Fuck." The profanity is drowned by the deep grunt that follows and Heeseung feels like he's actually about to cum in his boxers from your words alone.

With his brain clouded by pleasure and the deep urge to satisfy you, Heeseung just reaches for the drawer of your nightstand, only for you to stop him with glossy eyes and swollen lips from all the abuse of your own teeth.

"Just this once", your voice is a mere whisper, your request bold and dangerous, tiptoeing on the edge of a line you both promised not to cross, "I want you to fuck me raw just this once, please."

"Baby...", Heeseung has never ever wanted anything as bad as to just fuck you raw and stuff you to the brim with his cum but it's too risky, you're not on the pill and the possible consequences of a lust filled decision manage to hold him back.

"I'll just take a plan B", you quickly say and reach down between your bodies to finally pull his cock out from the little slip in his boxer briefs, stroking his length with skilled flicks of your wrist before pulling your own panties to the side and calmly grinding yourself against him.

Heeseung can feel every bit of responsibility and rational thinking leave his body as soon as he feels the wetness of your cunt against his bare cock, a feeling so delicious, so sweet and surreal, yet so dangerous it has him choke on his own spit.

"Or you could just pull out and cum in my mouth", you suddenly suggest and never in his life has he seen a sight so innocent yet lewd, your words building a complete contrast to the softness in your wide eyes and with his gaze firmly locked in yours, all he can do is nod.

"Lay back, Seungie", you say and place your hands flat against his soft chest, your fingers gently grazing the soft metal in his nipples and your cunt clenching in response to his breathy whimpers, "let me do the work, yeah? I just want you to enjoy yourself and forget."

And who on this sweet earth could ever reject an offer this sweet?

Without hesitation, Heeseung just does as he's told, his big hands finding home on your hips as he lifts his head just enough to eatch the way you're calmly lining the tip of his cock up with your wet entrance right before you start sinking down on his hard length in the slowest, most agonising pace ever.

Your high pitched moans meet his deep grunts in the thick air of your bedroom and with each inch, you feel your eyes rolling further into the back of your head; the lack of barrier between his cock and your tight cunt leaving you absolutely breathless.

You have no idea how long it actually takes you to take all of him, yet by the time you're comfortably seated on his cock, you can already taste your sweet relief on the tip of your tongue.

"Fuck, princess", Heeseung grunts and reaches for your pretty tits, kneading and groping the flesh before he pulls on your sensitive nipples and tries his best to move his hips, "fuck me. Go ahead, pretty girl, make me proud."

And that's the only thing you need to hear for your hips to start moving slowly. It doesn't take long until you're nothing but a whimpering mess, the feeling of being filled to the brim sending you into the best corners of your sweet pleasure and every time your eyes find their way back to your boyfriend's face, your cunt starts spasming around his cock.

But who could blame you when you've got a completely fucked out Lee Heeseung at your mercy; pretty lips swollen and parted, grunts and moans slowly turning into whimpers as he tries his best to handle the feeling of your spongy walls hugging his hock in just the right ways, bambi eyes constantly rolling back and yet filled with nothibg but love and adoration whenever he looks at you.

"I'm so close already, Baby", he whimpers and throws his head back into your pillow, his grip tightening on your hips as he meets your gentle thrusts with his own, chasing his high in the most breathtaking way possible and without missing a beat, you let your hand slide down your body to find your clit and rub harsh circles into the sensitive bundle of nerves.

The urge to cum with him suddenly overwhelms you and as the coil in your lower stomach starts tightening more and more, you watch the way Heeseung's eyes widen in panic and before you can do anything, your boyfriend lifts you off of his cock and lets out a loud moan as he cums all over your as well as his own stomach.

You don't even realise that you stopped the movements of your fingers, the sudden emptiness leaving you absolutely speechless and Heeseung would be dammed if he left his precious girl in a state like that.

So with a soft hiss and a few words of praise, Heeseung moves you to rest against his cock before he slowly starts guiding your hips against his length, making sure to have his sensitive tip hit your pretty clit with every single movement.

You cum all over the length of his cum within just a minute, your sweet relief hitting you out of nowhere and drowning you in its waves.

With a soft whimper of his name you finally break down and bury your face in his hot neck, your whole body shaking from the intensity of your orgasm the way you've been craving it for longer than you'd ever admit.

"I love you so much, princess", Heeseung whispers against your temple, littering your cheeks and shoulders in soft kisses as his hands caress your back softly, "my first and only love."

After a much needed bath you find yourself firmly nestled in your boyfriend's strong arms, an embrace which has never failed to provide you with the comforting feelings of security and protection and as you both finally calm down from the overwhelming rollercoaster of emotions, Heeseung can't help but lose himself in his thoughts again. Yet this time they don't break but heal his heart because he falls asleep with you in his arms and the mental image of your future together, thoughts and wishes he'd forever protect with everything he has.

And as he slowly slips into the peaceful state of sleep, he knows everything is going to be okay as long as you're by his side.

← 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 — 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 — 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 →

(A/N: And it finally happened. Sunghoon finally knows. I really hope I could live up to your expectations with this ngl I'm SO nervous 😭 I actually dont know what to say exceot tysm for all the love and support. I can't wait to read your guys' thoughts and feelings about this chapter and am sending everyone so much love and kisses. reblogs and feedback is always appreciated!!!🥺💗🧸)

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#enhypen social media au #enhypen x reader #lee heeseung x reader #heeseung x reader #enhypen writers #lee heeseung social media au #heeseung smut #enhypen smut #enhypen angst

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ki-raii · 9 months

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GOJO SATORU : BABY GIRL TENDENCIES (jjk hard hours)

W: 18+ , fluff?????, Gojo being such a babyಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ (THIS IS SUCH A RANDOM THOUGHT OF MINE? LMAO I CAN SEE HIM BEING SUCH A MENACE AND BEING SUCH AN ATTENTION WHORE, btw this is just a random scenarios and shii It's not even that entertaining :/ )

He's a strong man, HECK he's the strongest.

Although the Gojo Satoru who was known the strongest was such a baby when it comes to you.

Babygirl Sato! Who whine whenever you leave his arms for a second and would attached himself to you

Babygirl Sato! Who sleeps with only his boxers on so you could warm him up and snuggle him till he sleeps.

Babygirl Sato! Who's attention deprived, he needs your attention TWENTYFOUR/SEVEN HOURS, he just couldn't get enough of you :(

Babygirl Sato! Who slips his long slick fingers inside your tee infront of the cashier without any care just so he could touch your warm breast, and ofcourse you would let him even if it's quite embarassing─ you wouldn't want to hear his complaints and whining in the car later.

Babygirl Sato! Who loves sucking your breast like a baby, he just loves lapping his tounge on your nippy and biting on them leaving marks

Babygirl Sato! Who's giving you side eye glares while catching up with your long term friend who you encountered earlier and he would be there staring at you his patience getting lower and lower, he needs your attention already! It's been 5 minutes and you hadn't even spare him a glance :((

Babygirl Sato! Who would hug you from behind his hot breath hitting your ears, whining─infront of your friend. "Baby~ i need you~"

Babygirl Sato! Who thrust inside you deep hitting your gummy spot as the room filled with his moans and grunts. "You're so tight baby~ nggh i- I'm cum- I'm close~"

Babygirl Sato! Who laid on top of you, his face laid flat on top of your plump breast while you played with his white lock

Babygirl Sato! Who pouts when you didn't give the attention he needed

Babygirl Sato! Who's the strongest but the most vulnerable when it comes to his sweet mommy~

#jjk headcanons #jjk gojo #jjk x reader #oneshot #anime scenarios #jjk smut #gojo satoru #gojo satoru x reader #gojo smut #jjk #random #random thoughts #hard hours

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delightingintragedy · 3 months

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Ocean Banishment Knot Spell

"What ever it was that required banishment, be it an illness or some other undesirable situation, a knot charm could be employed by tying knots, as many as there are troubles, or aspects to the trouble, into rope, cord or string, and touch these each to the thing to be banished, or a symbol thereof. The knot charm is then taken to the shore where it is buried at the mark of low water. The operator will then walk away and must not look back or catch sight of the spot for at least twentyfour hours."

Wisht Waters by Gemma Gary, pgs. 99-100

#spells #spellwork #knot spells #knot magic #banishing #banishing spell #ocean magic #sea witch #ocean witch #witchcraft #witchblr #witch #water witch #water magic #gemma gary #quotes

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womenrhot889801 · 3 months

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~My Songbird~

~Chapter 3~

Lucy Gray woke up in a cold sweat, her chest heaving as she grasped at her heart. She sighed after a couple minutes of hyperventilating. She looked around at all the tributes around her, a frown worn on her face.

She moved her knees to her chest and hugged them, sadly looking down at the ground. Today was the day they had to show themselves off to earn donations. She knew it would be difficult to perform, she was too worried about Ana’s wellbeing after the explosion, and nervous for the horrendous games she will have to partake in tomorrow.

Tears formed in her eyes, as she tried to shake away her anxiety. ‘You better be okay’, she thought to herself, hoping Ana was doing alright.

Back at The Academy, Ana was recovering from her injuries. She was resting in the infirmary, staring down at her hands. Lucy had finished her song and she raked in thousands of donations, and she was proud of her, however she still felt uncomfortable. She didn’t want tomorrow to come, she didn’t want to watch the tributes kill one another, she didn’t want anything to happen to Lucy.

She let out a sad sigh, her eyebrows knitting together as Lucky Flickerman cracked another one of his lame jokes. She was angry, and she didn’t understand how everyone could be so unbothered. District or not, they were still people.

She closed her eyes, hoping that her worries will disappear along with the night.

The clock struck midnight, and Ana had made her way to the capitol zoo. She was surprised when Lucy Gray herself shot up and sprinted over to her, her eyes filled with tears. “You’re okay!”, she cried. “I was so worried.”

Ana gave her a sympathetic smile. “I’m okay”, she whispered, resting her forehead against Lucy’s. She used her handkerchief to wipe away the girl’s tears, which Lucy let her.

“I.. went to the ruins of the arena tonight. There is a huge hole in the ground. I want you to go and hide there the moment the games begin okay? it’s your best bet at avoiding the chaos that is bound to break out. And i also brought you this”, she handed Lucy a makeup kit containing rat poison. “please, use this if necessary. I want you to win, I don’t care about the reward. I want you to be okay.” Ana rushed out.

“I’ll try, I promise”, Lucy whispered against her forehead. Her eyes lingered down to Ana’s lips, before meeting her gaze again.

Hesitantly, both girls leaned in, soft lips meeting chapped. They stayed like this for half a minute before releasing with a small gasp.

Ana cupped Lucy’s cheeks, affectionately caressing her face. “I’ll wait for you, no matter what, no matter how long it takes. I promise.”. Their lips connected one last time, before Ana took her leave.

The very next day, Ana found herself back in uniform. She sat in her chair, uneasily staring at the screen. She wasn’t prepared for what she was about to witness. She knew she wouldn’t be. It didn’t matter the outcome, really. She’d be traumatized either way, and so would the victor.

She whispered to herself, ‘Run. Get to the pit’, as the count down began.

The game was filled with suspense and emotion. The audience connected with the tributes in different levels, as each of their true colors had been revealed throughout the games.

Coral, a ruthless leader who will stop at nothing to win. Mizzen, a follower, who wants to do all he can to win, and finds solace in his relationship with Coral. Like a big sister. Lamina, a severely underestimated girl who had a heart of gold. She earned thousands of donations when she performed a mercy kill, to end Marcus’s suffering. Marcus, who was the only one to escape after the bombings. Marcus, who was then caught and beaten and left for dead. And Reaper, the one who gathered everyone’s bodies and covered them with The Academy flag. The one who gave them a civil burial.

Many lives had been taken in the span of just over twentyfour hours. Ana found it particularly hard to watch the deaths of Lamina and Dill. Lamina, who was killed with a nuclear level of brutality after she had done so much to protect herself. Dill who accidentally drank the poisoned water that Lucy had intended for Coral to drink.

Lucy’s heart broke when the girl took a sip of the water, unable to do anything about it. All she could do was watch with a stifled sob as Reaper screamed at the sight of the poor girl’s lifeless body.

Each and every tribute had their own personal story, a story that drew everyone in.

Then there was Lucy. The one who could put on a performance at any given moment. The one who gained the hearts of the majority of the capitol. Ana wasn’t the only one rooting for her to win.

To everyone’s surprise except for Ana’s, an air craft began to hover over the arena. She knew the contains of the capsule that was being lowered into the building. She was thankful she was able to sneak the handkerchief in before it was too late.

Her eyes widened at the sight of the little girl from district 8. Wovey. “Is it over?” She cried. “Can we go home now?”

Lucy Gray immediately got an uneasy feeling as the girl approached the container. “Wovey! No!”, she screamed in vain. The container shattered, revealing all the aggressive snakes that had been locked inside the whole time. They made their way throughout the arena, claiming the lives of all the remaining tributes.

Reaper closed his eyes, letting them take him. He wanted to die along side Dill, and the innocent children around him.

Coral, with her eyes widened in horror, discarded her trident. She pleaded with Lucy to help her, to save her.

“I can’t of killed them all for nothing”, she cried.

Lucy looked at her helplessly. She knew that even if she took her hand, she’d still die. She watched with tears in her eyes as Coral took her last breath.

Her breath hitched as all the snakes wrapped around her body, head tilting as she realized they weren’t attacking.

She looked down at Coral with a broken heart before she began to sing, her voice shaking.

You’ve headed for heaven

The sweet old hereafter

And I’ve got one foot in the door

But before I can fly up

I’ve loose ends to tie up

Right here, in the old therebefore

I’ll be along

Ana glared at the game maker. “Dr. Gaul! She won!” She yelled. “Let her out!”

Lucy continued to sing, glaring at the camera with red, teary eyes.

When i’ve finished my song

When i’ve shut down the band

Ana started to scream at her. “It’s over now! Let her out!” She continued to plead.

Fetus tilted his head in confusion. “What the hell? Why aren’t they attacking her?”

Ana played dumb. “It must be her singing! It’s calming them. She won! Stop keeping her inside!”

When I played out my hand

Paid all my debts

Have no regrets

Right here in the old

Therebefore

“Come on! Let her out!” A stranger yelled, starting a riot. Everyone stood out of their seats, demanding for Lucy Gray to be released.

Lucy Gray’s voice began to get stronger, as she stood up with her unsteady legs.

I’ll catch you up

When I’ve emptied my cup

When I’ve worn out my friends

When I’ve burnt out both ends

When I’ve cried all my tears

When I’ve conquered my fears

Right here, in the old therebefore

When nothing is left anymore

I’ll bring the news

When I’ve danced off my shoes

When my body’s closed down

When my boats run aground

When I’ve tallied the score

When I’m flat on the floor

Right here, in the old therebefore

When nothing is left anymore

When I’m pure like a dove

When I’ve learned how to love

Right here, in the old therebefore

When nothing is left

Anymore.

Ana glared at Dr. Gaul with the hate of a thousand suns. The woman swallowed her pride before turning to the peacekeepers. “Let her out”.

The room broke into cheers as Ana was surrounded by her peers. She cried in relief, and was greeted by Tigris. “You did it!”, she yelled. They embraced, tightly, as Ana let out happy sobs into her neck.

Ana was then escorted to a private sector of the building, being greeted by Casca Highbottom himself.

“Well well well, I didn’t think you had it in you”, he teased. Ana knew instantly that she was caught.

“You know, I recognized the little makeup kit your mother used to add some color to her face. And the handkerchief betrayed you with your very initials.”

Ana swallowed uncomfortably. “What’s going to happen to Lucy”. Casca looked at her, his expression softening slightly.

“She’s been sent home. You however won’t get that luxury today. You’ll be sent to a random district, and begin training as a peacekeeper. Only then will you be welcomed back to the capitol.”

Ana pondered for a moment. She realized that this was her chance to reunite with Lucy. She tried to pretend that this punishment affected her negatively, though she wasn’t very good at hiding it as a slight smile broke through her faux frown.

‘I’ll find you, my songbird’, she thought to herself.

A/N:Yeah so I actually had written out the whole duration of the games and explained every scene in detail, talking about every death and Lucy’s experience…. Then I accidentally deleted it all🥰 Anyways I cried for like half an hour after that then half-assed it when i redid it. So if it looks rushed out that is why. I hope it was okay though

#lgbt #lesbian #bisexaul #lucy gray baird #lamina tbosas #lamina x reader #lucy gray baird x fem reader #lucy gray x coral #lucy gray x fem!reader #coral tbosas #tbosas #lucy gray x reader #lucy gray baird x reader #coral x lucy gray #lucy gray lesbian #lucy gray baird x you

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todaysdocument · 10 months

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12-year-old Carolyn King fought for a spot on her local Little League team, despite the national Little League organization prohibiting girls from playing. She brought her suit to federal court.

Dr. Louis Kivi confirmed that baseball was not any more dangerous to girls than it was to boys on June 27, 1973 (p. 1, 6).

Record Group 21: Records of District Courts of the United States Series: Civil Case Files File Unit: Carolyn King, by Gerald King, her Next Friend, Ypsilanti Community American Little League, and the City of Ypsilanti v. Little League Baseball, Inc.

Transcription:

UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

IN THE UNITED STATES DISTRICT COURT FOR THE

EASTERN DISTRICT OF MICHIGAN

SOUTHERN DIVISION

CAROLYN ANN KING, by GERALD W. KING, her next friends, YPSILANTI COMMUNITY AMERICA LITTLE LEAGUE an Unincorporated Michigan Association THE CITY OF YPSILANTI, a Michigan Public Body Corporation.

Plaintiffs.

Vs. Case No. 40304

LITTLE LEAGUE BASEBALL, INCORPORATED A Federal Corporation, S.B. STANTION, Agent for Little League Baseball.

Defendants.

The Deposition of DR. LOUIS P. KIVI, a witness herein, taken for the purpose of discovery in the above entiled cause at 3131 Professional Drive, in the City of Ann Arbor, Michigan, on Wednesday, June 27, 1973, commencing at or about the hour o 7:00 o'clock, P.M., before Richard L. Nizza, a Notary Public in abd for the Country of Macomb acting in Washtenaw.

APPEARANCES:

FREATMAN, BARR & ANHUM

(By: John M. Barr)

105 Pearl Strees

Ypsilanti, Michigan 48197

PLAINTIFF'S EXHIBIT 5

6-29-73

HURON REPORTING SERVICE

761-5328

[page 2]

A Twentyfour to eight.

Q And did some of the sons play in little league ball?

A I just had one.

Q And did you become familiar with the game and the way it is played and the equipment, and what is necessary and so on?

A Yes, sir.

Q And when was that that you became familiar with it?

A That was about 1960.

Q Okay. And based on your acquaintanceship with the game and your treatment of the patients that you have mentioned and your training and so on Doctor, would you have an opinion as to whether or not it would be dangerous or more dangerous for girls to play little league baseball then it would be for boys to play little league baseball, assuming there ages to be between ten and twelve?

A I think that I would say it would make no difference what sex they are. It makes a difference in how strong they are, what kind of child they are.

Q Can you say, as a generality, that one sex would be stronger or weaker then another sex at this age?

A I think there would be very little difference.

Q Do you have an opinion as the children grow older

-9-

HURON REPORTING SERVICE

761-5328

#archivesgov #June 27 #1973 #1970s #equal rights #sports #women's history #coed sports #14th amendment #Little League #baseball

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dearweirdme · 9 months

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dearweirdme logs in every day to check their messages like, okay who are we babysitting today. everyone running to u for reassurance is funny ur so mother for that 😍😍

Hi anon!

My life the last twentyfour hours... Settling fandom worries about Taennie... moving house stuff.... complaining loudly to everyone about me hating moving stuff.. online discussions about the demographics of Takookers... conversations with mt kid about him wanting to be a cook who only makes sandwiches with fries (🥴) when he gets older.... saving a hedgehog from m dog.... sleeping.... waking up to Jikook mayhem.... settling fandom worries about jk's live... moving stuff... 😂😂😂

#thankfully i'm free from work for the next few weeks #😂

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noooooooop-e · 3 months

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~My Songbird~

~Chapter 3~

She moved her knees to her chest and hugged them, sadly looking down at the ground. Today was the day they had to show themselves off to earn donations. She knew it would be difficult to perform, she was too worried about Ana's wellbeing after the explosion, and nervous for the horrendous games she will have to partake in tomorrow.

Tears formed in her eyes, as she tried to shake away her anxiety. 'You better be okay', she thought to herself, hoping Ana was doing alright.

Back at The Academy, Ana was recovering from her injuries. She was resting in the infirmary, staring down at her hands. Lucy had finished her song and she raked in thousands of donations, and she was proud of her, however she still felt uncomfortable. She didn't want tomorrow to come, she didn't want to watch the tributes kill one another, she didn't want anything to happen to Lucy.

She let out a sad sigh, her eyebrows knitting together as Lucky Flickerman cracked another one of his lame jokes. She was angry, and she didn't understand how everyone could be so unbothered. District or not, they were still people.

She closed her eyes, hoping that her worries will disappear along with the night.

The clock struck midnight, and Ana had made her way to the capitol zoo. She was surprised when Lucy Gray herself shot up and sprinted over to her, her eyes filled with tears. "You're okay!", she cried. "I was so worried."

Ana gave her a sympathetic smile. "I'm okay", she whispered, resting her forehead against Lucy's. She used her handkerchief to wipe away the girl's tears, which Lucy let her.

"I.. went to the ruins of the arena tonight. There is a huge hole in the ground. I want you to go and hide there the moment the games begin okay? it's your best bet at avoiding the chaos that is bound to break out. And i also brought you this", she handed Lucy a makeup kit containing rat poison. "please, use this if necessary. I want you to win, I don't care about the reward. I want you to be okay." Ana rushed out.

"I'll try, I promise", Lucy whispered against her forehead. Her eyes lingered down to Ana's lips, before meeting her gaze again.

Hesitantly, both girls leaned in, soft lips meeting chapped. They stayed like this for half a minute before releasing with a small gasp.

Ana cupped Lucy's cheeks, affectionately caressing her face. "I'll wait for you, no matter what, no matter how long it takes. I promise.". Their lips connected one last time, before Ana took her leave.

The very next day, Ana found herself back in uniform. She sat in her chair, uneasily staring at the screen. She wasn't prepared for what she was about to witness. She knew she wouldn't be. It didn't matter the outcome, really. She'd be traumatized either way, and so would the victor.

She whispered to herself, 'Run. Get to the pit', as the count down began.

The game was filled with suspense and emotion. The audience connected with the tributes in different levels, as each of their true colors had been revealed throughout the games.

Coral, a ruthless leader who will stop at nothing to win. Mizzen, a follower, who wants to do all he can to win, and finds solace in his relationship with Coral. Like a big sister. Lamina, a severely underestimated girl who had a heart of gold. She earned thousands of donations when she performed a mercy kill, to end Marcus's suffering. Marcus, who was the only one to escape after the bombings. Marcus, who was then caught and beaten and left for dead. And Reaper, the one who gathered everyone's bodies and covered them with The Academy flag. The one who gave them a civil burial.

Lucy's heart broke when the girl took a sip of the water, unable to do anything about it. All she could do was watch with a stifled sob as Reaper screamed at the sight of the poor girl's lifeless body.

Each and every tribute had their own personal story, a story that drew everyone in.

Then there was Lucy. The one who could put on a performance at any given moment. The one who gained the hearts of the majority of the capitol. Ana wasn't the only one rooting for her to win.

To everyone's surprise except for Ana's, an air craft began to hover over the arena. She knew the contains of the capsule that was being lowered into the building. She was thankful she was able to sneak the handkerchief in before it was too late

Her eyes widened at the sight of the little girl from district 8. Wovey. "Is it over?" She cried. "Can we go home now?"

Lucy Gray immediately got an uneasy feeling as the girl approached the container. "Wovey! No!", she screamed in vain. The container shattered, revealing all the aggressive snakes that had been locked inside the whole time. They made their way throughout the arena, claiming the lives of all the remaining tributes.

Reaper closed his eyes, letting them take him. He wanted to die along side Dill, and the innocent children around him.

Coral, with her eyes widened in horror, discarded her trident. She pleaded with Lucy to help her, to save her.

"I can't of killed them all for nothing", she cried.

Lucy looked at her helplessly. She knew that even if she took her hand, she'd still die. She watched with tears in her eyes as Coral took her last breath.

Her breath hitched as all the snakes wrapped around her body, head tilting as she realized they weren't attacking.

She looked down at Coral with a broken heart before she began to sing, her voice shaking.

You've headed for heaven

The sweet old hereafter

And I've got one foot in the door

But before I can fly up

I've loose ends to tie up

Right here, in the old therebefore

I'll be along

Ana glared at the game maker. "Dr. Gaul! She won!" She yelled. "Let her out!"

Lucy continued to sing, glaring at the camera with red, teary eyes.

When i've finished my song

When i've shut down the band

Ana started to scream at her. "It's over now! Let her out!" She continued to plead.

Festus tilted his head in confusion. "What the hell? Why aren't they attacking her?"

Ana, playing dumb, replied, "It must be her singing! It's calming them. She won! Stop keeping her inside!"

When I played out my hand

Paid all my debts

Have no regrets

Right here in the old

Therebefore

"Come on! Let her out!" A stranger yelled, starting a riot. Everyone stood out of their seats, demanding for Lucy Gray to be released.

Lucy Gray's voice strengthened, as she stood up with her unsteady legs.

I'll catch you up

When I've emptied my cup

When I've worn-out my friends

When I've burned out both ends

When I've cried all my tears

When I've conquered my fears

Right here, in the old there-before

When nothing is left anymore

And I'll bring the news

When I've danced off my shoes

When my body's closed down

When my boat's run aground

When I've tallied the score

And I'm flat on the floor

Right here, in the old there-before

When nothing is left anymore

When I'm pure like a dove

When I've learned how to love

Right here, in the old there-before

When nothing is left anymore.

Ana glared at Dr. Gaul with the hate of a thousand suns. The woman swallowed her pride before turning to the peacekeepers. "Let her out".

The room broke into cheers as Ana was surrounded by her peers. She cried in relief, and was greeted by Tigris. "You did it!", she yelled. They embraced, tightly, as Ana let out happy sobs into her neck.

Ana was then escorted to a private sector of the building, being greeted by Casca Highbottom himself.

"Well well well, I didn't think you had it in you", he teased. Ana knew instantly that she was caught.

"You know, I recognized the little makeup kit your mother used to add some color to her face. And the handkerchief betrayed you with your very initials."

Ana swallowed uncomfortably. "What's going to happen to Lucy". Casca looked at her, his expression softening slightly.

"She's been sent home. You however won't get that luxury today. You'll be sent to a random district, and begin training as a peacekeeper. Only then will you be welcomed back to the capitol."

Ana pondered for a moment. She realized that this was her chance to reunite with Lucy. She tried to pretend that this punishment affected her negatively, though she wasn't very good at hiding it as a slight smile broke through her faux frown.

'I'll find you, my songbird', she thought to herself.

A/N:Yeah so I actually had written out the whole duration of the games and explained every scene in detail, talking about every death and Lucy's experience.... Then I accidentally deleted it all🥰 Anyways I cried for like half an hour after that then half-assed it when i redid it. So if it looks rushed out that is why. I hope it was okay though

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kizhavvorsa · 2 years

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@spiritusmuses : [x]

Archer knew at some point he'd believe her. But it was hard after years of not being loved, having a love so pure as Dany's. He wiped the blood from under his nose as he looked down. Another Hollywood blowout he was sure would hit the tabloids. Archer was too hot-headed for his own good. It's why most didn't deal with him, he partook in things he shouldn't have. But even through all of the hot mess that he is, Dany stuck by his side. "I love you too, you know. Eventually, I will clean up my act and be a man you can be proud to have by your side." He felt like a broken record though saying those things to Dany over and over again when he kept screwing up.

“I will tell you a million times a day if I had enough time in a twentyfour hours.” Dany smiled weakly at him, he always got wrapped up in the moment like this and ended up fighting but that didn’t mean she loved him any less, he never got angry at her, not like she’d seen him with other people. “I am proud to have you at my side, don’t say it like that.” Dany cupped his cheeks and made him look at her. “The love I have for you will last a thousand life times. You need to do it for you, not me because either way I’m not going anywhere but you have to think about how these blow ups affect you.” Dany placed a gentle, reassuring kiss to his forehead. "I want you to find the man you can be proud of."

#spiritusmuses

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ghost-proofbaby · 1 year

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do you have a schedule for twentyfour hours? im obsessed and actively refresh ur page even though i dont use tumblr that often. its really well written and im kinda mad i found it this early instead of after everythings published so i can binge read lol

no 😭

part of me wants to set up a schedule tho!!! i might see if i can write ahead a few chapters this week and then let y’all know!!!

thank you so much for reading tho, i appreciate you so much 🖤

#first fic in a long time i DONT have a posting schedule for #i’ve been raw dogging it and need to stop that #thank u ily #twenty four hours

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sunriseverse · 10 months

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related to the previous post i want a heiping backstory so fucking badly. i know the likelihood of npss ever writing that is low but hope springs eternal.

#hello successful cnovel author xu lei. before you is a high-speed laptop.#you have repeatedly written about characters without explaining their relationships’ origins. you have twentyfour hours #to write their backstory. if you fail your head will be obliterated by this cannonball. good luck #c.txt

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onlyjaeyun · 7 months

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𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍 – 𝟓𝟎

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐘: 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬

⤲ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐋𝐞𝐞 𝐇𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

⤲ 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞!𝐀𝐔, 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝!𝐀𝐔, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭, 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⤲ 𝐰𝐜: 𝟑.𝟑𝐤 (not proofread)

⤲ 𝐜𝐰: 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐠𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐲

← 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 — 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 — 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 →

"How is it going boys?"

Heeseung's voice is shaky and a lot hoarser than just a few moments ago, as the thought of finally doing what he's been daydreaming of for the past decade is actually about to become reality.

His eyes nervously roam the now fully decorated rooftop, the warm june breeze making everything a lot more bearable and for the first time in about twentyfour hour he feels like his lungs are actually filling with oxygen.

He knows you're not going to say no, it's something you've both discussed way too many times for people who have only been officially together for less than a year, yet the excitement, anxiety and feeling of being overwhelmed has definitely taken over his whole body in a way he's barely able to handle.

The thought of actually wifing you up, the way he's been joking around with it for all these months, is becoming way too real and for a short moment he can't help but wonder if it's really the right time.

But with your new apartment's keys in his bag and the contract signed, his new job as the department manager for one of Seoul's biggest companies secured and you both being so sure about it, he simply doesn't see the point in waiting any longer.

In fact, he's never been as sure about basically anything as he is about proposing to you.

"We're all set, Seung", Soobin, one of his coworkers and closer friends responds calmly, "just send us the message and we'll blow this place up."

"Stop saying it like that or we're going to get arrestedd,you stupid bitch", Yeonjun, the team's former number seven responds and for the first time in about thirty minutes Heeseung actually bursts into laughter.

As soon as those two hang up, the soon to be fiancé' turns around to look at his childhood friends who have decided to celebrate the evening with a beer, both of them meeting their best friend's gaze and shooting him two big smiles, reminding him just how grateful he is to have a found family like them.

And as your boyfriend is currently busy with something you have absolutely no suspicion of, you're thanking the people from the catering service for their hard work as you send them home with all the leftovers, trying your very best not to gag at combined smell of fish and beef.

Jungwon hasn't left your side all night, no matter how many times you've tried to get rid of him to avoid anybody's suspicions or just questions, your best friend has simply refused to do just that.

"When are you going to tell him?"

He says and looks at you with his pretty eyes, cheeks slightly flushed from the few glasses of wine he's had already and as your brain processes his question, you can't stop your lips from stretching into a big smile.

When you first realised just how much time it had been since you had last gotten your period, you didn't think much of it. Mostly because you've been used to the irregularity ever since you had started taking the pill a few months back and even before that your body was prone to skip a week or two whenever life got a little too stressful.

If it wasn't for the morning sickness you'd been feeling these past few days, you would have never thought of a possible pregnancy for another two months.

The walk to the pharmacy and back home as well as the whole process of taking the test had quickly become the longest hour of your life and as soon as the second line on your first test had appeared, your whole life changed in an instant.

By the time the third one came back positive as well you were already a sobbing mess as happiness, excitement, anticipation but also fear, worry and shock slowly took over your body.

For a really short moment you even let your anxiety take the best of your thoughts, yet as soon as you remembered your most recent conversation about the future, life after graduation as well as marriage and children, you managed to get rid of everything that wasn't joy or excitement.

You never once worried about your boyfriend's reaction because despite skillfully hiding it behind jokes and dirty talk, you know how badly Heeseung's been wanting to become a father from the very beginning. He never even tried to be subtle about it, all he did was wait for you to feel ready and even if you hadn't actually planned for it to happen until your own graduation, you're still just as excited and subconsciously ready for it as you would have been if it happened two or three years later.

Lee Heeseung is the love of your life, the man you you dreamed about ever since you actually understood the concept of love and there's absolutely nobody in this world you could ever imagine as the father of your children other than him.

And after a night of celebrating him and his best friends like this, you're pretty sure it's the perfect time to let him know about your upcoming addition to your little family.

"Hoonie said everyone's going to go up to the rooftop because the boys are setting up some blankets and stuff and I thought maybe I could make Seungie stay here with me for a bit and tell him when you're all upstairs."

Jungwon attentively listens to your plan, his smile as big as ever and you can't help but tear up at the sight of pride in his bright eyes. You've never seen him this happy and to think that he's actually going to move to Seoul and therefore be here throughout your whole pregnancy instead of having to wait three years until he finishes his degree makes it a lot more difficult to hold yourself back from crying.

Never in a million years would you have ever expected your first year away from your old life to be so perfect, yet despite all these years of abuse and agony, you've finally reached a point where life feels good and every day you wake up grateful and happy. The patience and hard work has definitely paid off.

"That sounds great", Jungwon says and pulls you into a tight hug, knowing you both will actually burst into tears if you look at him any longer, "but you should join us first and then take him downstairs. Wait for everyone to settle down or it'll be too obvious."

With a sharp nod you agree with your best friend, placing a quick kiss on his cheek before you let everyone know that you'll be with them in a bit, taking absolute advantage of your empty apartment as you finally pull out the little onesie in Heeseung's favorite color and the little #01 on its back as well as one of the positive pregnancy tests from your closet and allowing yourself to take a few deep breaths.

However, it doesn't take long for you to feel slightly overwhelmed because despite having realised it all already, you know telling your boyfriend about it is going to make it even realer than it currently feels, which is why you decide to try and distract yourself just a little longer by joining everyone upstairs.

You don't exactly know what to expect as you breathlessly and slowly climb the stairs to stop yourself from passing out, yet the last thing you expect is for the floor to be covered in rose petals as a road of little candles lights the way for you.

"What the–", but you don't get to finish as your favorite love song suddenly starts playing and all of your friends start cheering loudly.

It takes you a good minute to spot your boyfriend at the end of said candle way, holding onto a bouquet of your favorite flowers for dear life, his perfect lips stretched into a wide smile, eyes glossy and cheeks slightly flushed.

You don't even realise what the hell is going on and that you haven't moved an inch yet, until your best friend tells you to and with a thick veil of tears blurring your vision you finally start approaching the man of your dreams.

And as you slowly walk towards him, Heeseung can feel his heart thrumming in his throat, the blood rushing through his ears to the point where every single noise seems to ne way further sway than it is until you come to dtand right in front of him.

With a shaky hand he reaches for you and guides you to stand in front of your friends, your brother watching you with excited and proud eyes and if it wasn't for all the emotions you're currently feeling, you definitely would have noticed a single tear finding its way down his cheek.

"Park Y/N", Heeseung says calmly once the volume of the music slowly goes down, his voice shaky and everything about his demeanor gives away just how nervous he is, "my first and only love."

And as soon as those words hit you straight in the face, you physically can't stop a tiny sob bubbling up from your throat, genuine happiness and adrenaline making its way through your system at the realisation of what this actually is.

"Over a decade ago I fell in love with you, your warm heart and kind soul, those perfect eyes and your sweet smile. There has never been a day I didn't think of you and holding your hand right now still feels like a dream", your boyfriend's words are genuine and honest, something you've gotten used to yet still can't really process no matter how much time passes.

You try to calm yourself down once you notice the nervousness in your boyfriend's facial expressions, holding onto his hand just a little tighter before he hands you the bouqet and slowly moves his hand to reach for something in his back pocket.

"I've thought about this exact moment ever since I really understood what love meant and not a single time in my life have I associated it with anyone but you." With his smile still as big and bright, you attentively watch the love of your life pull out a little jewelry and just when your hands find their eay to your mouth, Heeseung slowly steps back to finally get on one knee.

A sight so beautiful you're genuinely afraid you might be dreaming.

"You're my childhood, my youth and my whole life. You're my home. Everything I have, everything I am belongs to you, including my heart and I want to spend the entirety of the rest of my life to become a man you can love and be proud of, who's worthy of your presence in his life."

At this point nobody among you and your friends can actually hold back their tears and for a short moment your gaze shifts to your older brother, who has been trying his best to keep it together but decided to finally give in at the sight of his two favorite people loving each other so dearly.

"Will you please make one of my biggest dreams come true and become my wife?"

Heeseung has lost count on how many times he's changed his lines and how many times he's practiced different versions of this exact speech in his head, in front of the mirror and under the shower. At one point he even started practicing it in front of the two elderly ladies at the company's cafeteria, yet at the end he still decided to just go with what his heart has to say.

Something he's never had problems with when it comes to you.

And as you slowly start nodding your head with tears streaming down your cheeks, he swears the whole world starts spinning in slow motion.

One of his biggest dream has finally become reality, a realisation hitting him so hard he actually forgets to move.

But there's no need for him to because by the time his mind catches up on what just happened, you've already thrown your arms around his shoulders with a soft sob multiple "Yes"s, quite literally pulling him back into reality.

The following minute is filled with nothing but silence from the both of you as you hold each other and take in the warmth of the happiness oozing from your shared moment.

Heeseung, who's basically overwhelmed with joy, drops on both of his knees as he's holding you in his arms and tries his best to keep his cries at bay.

And once you pull away to let him put the ring on your finger, the sudden sound of fireworks going off startles you in the best way possible, yet also elicits another soft cry from your lips.

"I told you I'm going to wife you up", Heeseung chuckles and places a soft kiss on your lips, his big hands holding your face like you're a piece of glass, so fragile he's afraid you'll break if he's too rough.

"And I told you I'm always ready for it."

Those words earn you a literal standing ovation from all of your friends, cheering and hollering from all of them exceot your brother, who's still as quiet as ever, yet never once stops to smile.

Heeseung doesn't hesitate to back away from you as soon as he spots Sunghoon approaching the two of you from the corner of his eyes and before either one of you can say something, you're pulled into another tight hug.

A hug which holds so many emotions, so many memories and so much love, you actually feel yourself drowning in it all in the best way possible.

"Congratulations", Hoonie whispers softly, too afraid of the possibility his voice might break if he spoke too loudly, "I'm so happy for you, little one. You deserve this and so much more."

At this point your pregnancy hormones and all those pent up emotions from the past few years have decided to team up, so you basically stand no chance in forming a coherent sentence which actually makes sense. All you can do is cry in your brother's arms as the realisation of you both finally living a life of peace and harmony has become true.

After a round of hugs, even more tears, from both the boys and the girls, as well as a fit of loud laughter because of Jongseong's random comment, you spend the following ten minutes in the arms of your new fiancé, your eyes either fixated on his face or the ring on your finger.

By the time you hug your brother one last time, it's way past two am and you can feel the exhaustion and tiredness taking over every bit of your body, yet know there's still a very important thing left to do for you.

After a nice long shower, the two of you quietly get ready for bed, Heeseung's hand always somehow touching you, a habit he's picked up along the way and you still giggle whenever you remember the reason being his mind not comprehending that you're actually here and his, so he had to make up for it with skinship.

"I actually wanted to fuck you to sleep just like you deserve but I'm afraid we're both too tired, hm?", Heeseung whispers into your ear as he wraps his arms around your waist and presses his strong chest into your back.

"Mhm", is all you can say as your heart slams brutally against your rib cage at the thought of the upcoming few minutes.

You don't even notice the way Heeseung's hand has found its way up your chest to your neck and as soon as he feels your rapid heartbeat, you find yourself being turned around to face your slightly worried fiancé.

"What's wrong?"

The question is the first one to come to his mind, something he's yet to get rid of since it's more of a trauma response than an actual question.

"I have to tell you something, Seungie."

"We've been engaged for less than two hours, please don't tell me you wanna call it off", he breathes and throws his head back, leaving you absolutely flabbergasted.

"Oh, my God", he suddenly says a little louder than you expected and with big eyes you watch him fall to his knees, wrapping his arms around your waist and pressing his head against your belly with a faux cry.

"Please, don't leave me, I'd be nothing but the shell of a man." And those words basically give you the rest. With a loud, ugly chuckle you push your hands into his hair and start shaking your head, knowing he's not serious but still reassuring him.

"Give me a second, will you?"

With curious eyes Heeseung slowly pulls away and watches the way you walk to your side of the bed and slowly oulling out a little box, bigger than the one for your ring he carried in his pants the whole night, before you make your way back to him with your grip way too tight.

"Open it", you say softly and try to drown out the loud beating of your heart in your throat, the feeling of having to throw suddenly overwhelming you and with a soft sigh you try to calm yourself down.

Seungie doesn't say anything as he takes the box from your hand and does as he's told, lifting the lid and revealing your little present to his big, glossy bambi eyes.

"What..."

A beat of silence follows the single word before he reaches for the pregnancy test and stares at it for way longer than necessary.

You have no idea what's going on inside of his head and for the first time ever since you've found out about your pregnancy you're actually anxious about his reaction.

What you're not awarenof is the way Heeseung's brain has yet to process what the fuck he's looking at, meanwhile his chest has filled with a warmth so comforting and calming, it actually feels dizzying.

You're pregnant.

You, the one woman he's loved all of his life, his now fiancé, are pregnant with his child.

The realisation feels like an actual dream and without giving it another thought, Heeseung lands a harsh slap against his own cheek to see if he's awake.

As the sting of his sweet attempt spreads in his face, the tears have already blurred his vision and with a single one finding it's way down his cheek he looks up at you.

"Oh, my God", a breathy chuckle of disbelief leaves his lips just before he gets up to be on eye level with you, his big hands reaching for your face to press your forehead against his and you still feel unsure until a row of soft sobs start filling the tension in your shared bedroom.

"We're actually going to be parents?"

All you can do is nod, choking on your own tears making it eay too difficult to respond verbally.

You've never seen this particular expression on Heeseung's face and as it reaches his pretty eyes you realise it's nothing but oure joy and excitement, maybe even a hint of relief.

"We're actually going to be fucking parents."

And as he gently wraps his around your body, Heeseung feels a wound in his heart slowly healing, a wound so deep he had managed to suppress it's pain all these years.

"This is the best day of my life", he whispers and inhales your sweet scent, his hand subconsciously moving to rub over your belly, "thank you so much. Thank you for healing me. Thank you for seeing me worthy of your love. Just – Thank you."

Heeseung doesn't give you the opportunity to respond as he pulls you into a passionate kiss, knowing everything he failed to voice out is going to reach your heart through this one kiss.

Not many words are exchanged between the two of you until you're burying your face in his neck, your eyes heavy from the exhaustion of the day, yet Heeseung makes sure to be the last one to speak just before you fall asleep.

"I love you so much. My first and only love."

(A/N: i'm not going to say much bc ive cried so much already and gotta save it for the epilogue injust hope you guys enjoyed this one and know how much i love and appreciate all of you. thank you for making this journey unforgettable and so, so special.)

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