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mykoreanlove · 24 days
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It was almost 5 am and everyone was finally leaving - everyone but him.
Hyunjin watched you happily, your first party had been a success. Yet, he felt like something was missing.
He walked over to you and towered over your slim body, gazing into your eyes daringly.
„Y/N, can I do something that might put our friendship in danger?“
Your pulse quickened. „What? Are you gonna be mean again?“
Hyunjin furrowed his brows in dismay. „What? No, of course not“, he shook his head offended.
„Quite the opposite, actually“, he mumbled as he went down on his knees. He unzipped your black jeans cautiously and observed the thong you were wearing - a pink one with little rhinestones. Cute. Just seeing your underwear made his dick throb immensely.
He looked up and searched for your eyes, for your allowance to continue. His dark eyes were pleading, vulnerability portrayed in them. You nodded silently, too afraid of ruining the moment.
Hyunjin pulled down your jeans and buried his gorgeous face in your divine pussy. Smelling you all in, before going further.
„Fuck, your scent alone is enough to make me cum, y/n“, he mumbled under his breath. His slender fingers pushed your thong to the side, making room for his tongue to explore you.
He felt your wetness on his tongue, your juices dripping from his chin. His tongue licked slowly at first, getting to know your lips and figuring out what made you quiver.
Then, he proceeded sucking on your clit, forcefully. Your head fell back in anticipation, immense pleasure was building in your core. Instinctively, you pulled on his long hair, trying to steady yourself. Hyunjin hissed as you gripped too tightly, sucking even harder now.
He felt your legs tremble uncontrollably and held you in place with his hands, while eating you out like there was no tomorrow.
„Hyun“, you moaned his name over and over again. Muffled grunts and commands escaped his lips but got lost in your hot flesh. You felt his fingers dig into your ass, and like a pressure cooker you came to your release.
You grasped for breath, still coming down from your high while Hyunjin was licking his lips, licking you off him.
He came to stand on his feet and looked at you proudly, like a kid in a candy story.
„What do you say? Are we still friends?“
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archiesss · 3 months
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Wriothesley x M!Reader Mistletoe (Christmas special)
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You were at a Christmas party to celebrate the holidays organized by Navia to try and get everyone closer to each other, everyone was there Lyney, Lynette, Freminet, Clorinde, Sigewinne, even Neuvillete and a lot of other Fontainians you had never met but you honestly just wanted to keep to yourself during this party and think about your life, because the past few weeks you had developed feelings towards your boss Wriothesley the Duke of the fortress of meropiede, not only did you not know how to tell him but you were both guys there was no way he’d ever feel the same way right?
So here you were in another room in the corner pondering life alone, until a certain someone came to pay a visit.
“Well this isn’t like you is it Y/N?”
“Huh..?”
You couldn’t believe it the very person you had just been thinking about had came to talk to you
“Oh um, hello Wriothesley how can I help?”
“Help? I just wanted to talk to you, I noticed you sneaking away from the group and wanted to check to see if you were doing fine, especially considering you are usually more extroverted than this”
“Ah I see, it’s just something that has been bothering me for a while is all.”
“I’m assuming that’s the same reason you’ve been acting so weird these past few weeks?”
“Ah geez, you noticed? Guess I’m not too good at hiding things huh?”
You were trying your best to keep your cool but being alone in a room with your literal crush is really gonna do a number on you
“Of course I did, how could I not notice one of my closest friends shift in behaviour?”
Friend, that one hurt
“You really are perceptive aren’t you..” you say with an awkward laugh “Maybe we should head back to the group and talk about this later, it feels weird doing this at a Christmas party.”
“What for, I still haven’t gotten my answer from you.”
“What answer?”
“Why have you been acting strangely around me the past few weeks, to my knowledge you only act this way around me, you’re personality did not shift when talking to Sigewinne, so what’s this all about? We are pretty close, you can trust me.” He says with a soft smile
“…” No answer
“Well you don’t seem to want to tell me so I’ll give you time, my offers always up on the table.”
As Wriothesley begins walking away further and further you get a sinking feeling, you aren’t gonna get another chance like this for a long time, even if he rejects you, living like this forever would be worst, you have to tell him
“Wait! Wriothesley!”
“Hm?”
“I’ll tell you…”
“I’m not forcing you or anything you really don’t have to if you don’t want to.”
“No, this is my own conscious decision.”
You take a deep breath, Wriothesley stares at you intently.
“Look, what I’m about to say could ruin our friendship forever and I never told you because I was afraid of how you would react… but I think it’s time.”
Wriothesley’s face shifts from an intent look to a concerned one but he lets you continue
“It only recently happened 3 weeks ago, but I love you Wriothesley… I didn’t know how to tell you and I understand if you don’t feel the same way.”
You close your eyes bracing for rejection, but to your surprise it never came, as you were about to open your eyes you feel a pair of soft lips collide with yours, you open your eyes and to your surprise you see Wriothesley the very man you had developed a crush on recently was kissing you, you couldn’t believe it, was this reality? You melted into the kiss not wanting this moment to ever end
But to your dismay all good things come to an end as Wriothesley pulls away from the kiss looking you in the eye.
“So this is what this was?” A little chuckle escapes his mouth as he runs his fingers through your hair
“You don’t have to worry, I feel the same way.”
You were about to leave, happy with the results but Wriothesley pulls you back and shakes his head.
“Hold on there, look up.”
You do as you’re told and as your eyes trail up you see a Mistletoe right above the two of you, was that always there?
“A mistletoe, but didn’t we already kiss?” You weren’t complaining though if he wanted to kiss you again you were completely on board.
“That kiss was a declaration of my love for you, this one’s for the Mistletoe.”
He kisses you once again more passionately and hungry, when the kiss is eventually broken, you two return to the group and continue to celebrate the festivities, however from that point on you two were practically inseparable, when telling stories by the campfire you’d always sit next to him and when came time to pass around gifts you sat next to him, even when you two returned to the fortress after the party he let you come into his office as you please and when out of work you’d just lay down and rest on his lap as he caressed you. From the Christmas party and on, you two would never ever be separated again.
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1moreff-creator · 3 months
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Happy Birthday Eden Tobisa!
Turns out our favorite clock girly has her birthday on New Year's Eve! What a nice date for such a nice girl! Let's do a character analysis, fun facts, and songs!
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-We know relatively little about Eden's backstory. The most notable thing we know about her life before the killing game, apart from her fascination with clocks, is what is revealed in her chapter 2 secret: "Ever since you kissed her, you were afraid your sexuality would ruin your friendships." Which is pretty straightforward; she's canonically a lesbian and is worried it would negatively affect her friendships.
-Literally the only other thing we know about her backstory is that she lived in Japan for a small period of time when she was younger, before moving back to the US. This was revealed in a Q&A.
(... You know, I made a deranged theory in my Mai post that maybe the girl that Eden kissed was actually Mai. It wasn't very serious, since it was just a silly way to try to explain what the hell Eden's quote in the Mai page could mean. But... we know Teruko was in Japan for a while when she was younger, and it's theorized she knew Mai before being separated from her at some point. Combined with Mai's name being seemingly Japanese, it could imply Mai also lived in Japan at some point. And if that's the case, it's possible she met Eden there? To be clear, that's still an insane possibility, but I do find it a funny possibility, which is why I'm sharing it)
-Apart from that, Eden's defining trait is her optimism and her trust in others. She sticks to Teruko's side even after she starts pushing everyone away in CH 1, and confesses to her that she believes "not caring about others is the worst way to live." She's importantly not naive, she does know their situation is horrible, but still she constantly searches for an exit and tries to build good friendships with the others.
-This includes baking with Min, Rose and Teruko in CH1, inviting Teruko and Arei to make clocks on CH2, etc. Basically, she's awesome and nice and mature.
-Also she loves clocks. Regular Ultimate stuff, she can apparently spend hours and hours working and losing track of time.
-Although for such an optimistic character, her secret quote is quite ominous. "You can't go back, no matter how hard you try." We have zero clue what this means at the moment, but at least it does fit the symbolism of time always moving forward.
-Meanwhile, her quote in the Mai page is "She kept calling the number, even though no one picked it up." This is even more incomprehensible! Eden, what in the world are you talking about?
-Alright, David MV. She doesn't have a color in Color Theory, but her numeral is XII (twelve). Go to 1:48:28 in this video for an explanation. God it's so convenient to have that lol.
Alright fun facts!
-As stated, her birthday (December 31st) lands on New Year's Eve. Maybe representing new beginnings or change, which certainly goes well with her character. How nice!
-Like most of the cast, she's American and right-handed.
-She's one of the only characters with dyed hair. Her hair was originally just brown.
-Her favorite color is daffodil yellow, because it's happy, and her least favorite color is blue, because it's "kind of a downer color." Areden shippers in shambles.
-Her favorite ice cream flavor is honeycomb. I didn't even know that existed but go off queen.
-She enjoys cute fashion, but also enjoys wearing androgynous style clothing.
-She likes food which is fun to make or prepare. How nice!
-She's biracial; her mother is black and her father is Japanese. This is why she spent a bit of time in Japan when she was younger.
-Her name in kanji is 飛佐【とび ・ さ】楽【いーでん】. Gonna leave any actual meaning as homework, but it's worth noting her name was anglicized. I think that would translate to "Iden", but her mother liked the name "Eden", so they went with that instead.
Finally, songs that remind me of her!
-Positive Parade by DECO*27
-Gone Fishing by Ghost & Pals (friendship!)
-Aura by Ghost & Pals
-In Iolite by Ghost & Pals
-Magnet by minato
-Those Who Carried On by Ghost & Pals
-I'm Glad You're Evil Too by PinocchioP
And Happy Birthday! And a happy new year! Well wishes to all you Tumblr peeps. Take care!
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WIBTAH for suggesting a sexual relationship with a friend soon after their breakup?
I'm gonna try to be as vague as possible in the event that the person in question (let's call them Y) happens to see this. Y (25 nb) and I (25 nb) have been close friends for most of our lives. There were feelings involved early on, including some sexting, which somehow I was completely oblivious to the gayness of it all. We drifted apart due to living far apart in our teens, but are now back to hanging/talking regularly.
When we reconnected, Y was in a long-term relationship. It recently ended, and I've realized that now that they're single, I'm physically attracted to them. It just didn't seem like an option when they were in a relationship, so I never even considered it until now.
My main concerns: 1. It's so soon after the breakup, is that even? Allowed? They're already fucking somebody else, if that makes any difference. 2. The obligatory mention that I'm afraid of ~ruining the friendship,~ because Y is very important to me. 3. I've been aromantic for the past few years following a couple consecutive unhealthy years-long relationships. I've enjoyed platonic sex with a couple partners since then, but no crush/love feelings. Maybe someday that will change, but for now, I'm afraid of someone (Y in this situation) developing feelings for me and being unable to reciprocate them fully.
As for the possibility of waiting until their waters have settled a bit more, I'm afraid if I hesitate, I'll lose the opportunity. I have a ~2 month long work trip coming up, what if by the time I return it's too late and they're in another relationship? I've caused myself so much disappointment from hesitation in the past... I think I have a second chance here.
WIBTAH for telling my friend that I'm DTF?
What are these acronyms?
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simonsrealwife · 8 months
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Do you love me?
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Summary: Simon admits feelings for the girl he truly adores… you. Little did he know, you had feelings for him too. This entire fanfic takes place at your house btw!
Warnings: Cock sucking, moaning, dirty talk, leaving hickeys, kissing, partially undressing in front of someone, semen!, eye contact, eye contact while giving a blowjob, handjob, spitting on cock, hair tugging, swearing, praising kink, hair pulling kink. 
Pairing: Simon Kalivoda x Female Reader
Word Count: 2,261
“Do… do you love me?” The words come out slowly, hesitantly, as if they’re difficult to get out. Simon bites his lip nervously, hoping that I’ll answer honestly. 
“Of course I do!” I reply quickly, without hesitation. That’s the most honest i’ve ever been. I’d never lie to Simon. “Have I not been obvious…?” I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. 
Simon nods his head slowly and smiles softly. “Yeah… you kinda have.” He says quietly, still unsure of how much I actually know. 
I look away from his gaze for a second, trying to comprehend how I’ve so stupidly hid my affection from him. My gaze quickly meets his again as my lips form a tender smile. “From now on, I’ll make sure to be obvious as to how much I love you!” I chime up, trying the lighten the dim mood. 
Simon’s smile grows wider as he laughs softly, leaning back against the wall behind him. I notice his hands are shaking slightly from obvious nervousness, but only for a second or two before he calms them down. “I’d love that.”
“Is there something else that’s wrong?” I stare deeply into his eyes with a serious and stern look, him seeming to be more nervous than ever before. 
“No, no… nothing wrong…” He shakes his head and takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. It seems like he’s struggling to find the right words to say. “...just… never mind.”
“Oh. Alright.” I look away awkwardly, not wanting to pry away at information he doesn’t want to share. The tension and silence builds up. 
After a moment, he finally lets out a long sigh and looks over at me, meeting my gaze with his own. “You’re probably wondering why I’m so anxious about telling you this…” 
“Yeah. I am.” I reply.
“It’s because I’m afraid you won’t understand it… or worse; think less of me.” He gives an apologetic look, clearly embarrassed by what he’ll say next.
I place a hand on his shoulder and stare deeply into his eyes with a sense of love and adoration hidden behind them. “Nothing will ever make me think less of you. You are my sweet, loving, caring best friend and nothing will ever change that.” I reassure with a soft, comforting tone. 
“Thank you…” He says, smiling widely now. He leans forward and presses his forehead against mine. “I was worried that you might think less of me if you knew…” 
“Knew what?” I lower my voice to the appropriate level.
Simon’s smile falters for a second before returning, looking lovingly into my eyes again. “Well… I have a crush on you.” 
My eyes widen in surprise. I pull away and attempt to comprehend that information. “Really?”
“Yeah, yeah I do. It’s just… well… I’ve always had feelings for you…” His expression grows more serious as he speaks, staring directly into my eyes. “And, I didn’t wanna ruin our friendship by confessing.” 
“Oh Simon… how long have you felt this way?”
“A while now. But then, when we were hanging out together like this, talking, laughing, joking around, it just got harder and harder not to talk about it.” He sighs heavily. 
My lips form a bright smile, slightly mischievous as i get more excited to share the news he absolutely wants to hear. “I think you’re gonna like what i have to say about that.”
“Really?” He smiles broadly, leaning back slightly so that he can look me straight in the eyes once more. “What is it?”
“I have a crush on you too.”
Simon’s eyes grow wide as he stares back at me, unable to believe what he’s hearing. “You… you mean it?” 
“Mhm.” I nod my head in agreement.
His face flushes a bright red and he looks away from me, biting his lower lip. “But… why me? You could have anyone.” His voice cracks lightly, the raspyness really showing with each word.
“Because you’re… you! You are the only person that’s ever wanted to spend time with me, talk to me, go on long car drives with, smoke with…” I respond with genuine love. My heart is poured out with every single word. Every word having meaning and genuine truth. The weight is lifted off my chest, now he knows I adore him and I don’t have to talk Kate’s ear off about it anymore. 
Simon nods slowly. “I know right? But still… why me?” He asks, his voice cracking slightly as he does so.
“Let me just go get a water from the kitchen real quick, then I’ll explain everything, okay?” I point behind me towards the bedroom door. Simon nods in agreement and patiently awaits my arrival.
After a few minutes, I come back with a cold glass of water. The bed creases a little bit as I sit down beside Simon. The tension between us is heavy.
“Okay… here we go.” He says softly, looking into my eyes again. “So tell me everything. Every single detail.” He says with a slight excitement hidden behind his eyes. 
“So… I think my crush on you started in 5th grade when we hit our one year friendship.” I admit with hesitation, wanting Simon to know all the little details. 
“Really?” He chuckles quietly, lowering his hand down to mine and squeezing gently. “And how did it progress after that?”
“Oh you have no idea.” I sigh heavily. “I started seeing you very, very, very differently. Every time you look at me, I feel my heart pound ten times faster.” I reply with a slight chuckle.
“You mean like… romantically or something else…?” His cheeks flush brightly once more.
“Romantically. But, I’ve definitely thought of you sexually…” My voice trails off, unsure if I should continue talking. 
“Oh.” He looks away shyly, biting his lip lightly. “Um… well… what about me?” He asks quietly, almost afraid to hear the answer.
“Just casual sex stuff, I guess. For example, I’ve wanted to kiss you for so long ever since we played spin the bottle and I got to kiss you that one time.” I answer nonchalantly, admitting something that’s been picking at me for so long.
“Well… uh… do you want to kiss me right now?” He asks quietly, feeling embarrassed about asking such a question. 
“Mhm.”
Simon smiles softly, leaning forward towards me. His lips are only inches from mine now, breathing heavy and fast as the tension builds up between us. I connect our lips quickly, slowly moving the kiss in sync. The passion grows intense, more eager for more. 
He closes his eyes tightly as I kiss him, enjoying every second of it. His heart races faster than normal, beating rapidly through his chest. My arm snakes around his neck, pulling him closer as the kiss deepens. I moan into his mouth. My other hand slowly inches its way across every surface of his body. 
His tongue slides into my mouth. He lets out soft groans of pleasure as he feels my hand running all over his body and enjoying the feeling of my fingers digging into his skin. He pulls away from the kiss and runs his hands along my waist, squeezing gently. “So beautiful…”
“Say more stuff like that…” I hum under my breath, adoring the praises of my beauty. 
“So beautiful and so perfect…” He repeats, squeezing my waist with more intimacy. 
The way he talks makes me blush furiously. I can feel my face turn bright red as the heat washes over my features. My body tingles all over from the sheer excitement of finally being able to lock lips with such a pretty-looking boy like him. The way he kisses me makes me dizzy with passion. All thoughts leaving my mind except for one - him. 
He mumbles words of pure adoration as he slowly leaves a trail of kisses along my jawline and my neck. Lightly sucking and biting on the sensitive skin as to leave a mark of his love. Small purple and red hickeys form on my neck, making the skin much more sensitive than before. Even the slightest touch causes a shiver to course down my back. 
“S-simon… I need you~” I whimper under my breath, feeling somewhat awkward about admitting such a bold thing. 
He stops kissing my neck and leans back up to look me straight in the eyes. God, even his eyes were pretty. A light shade of blue that, once met, can make you feel lost. “You need me?” He whispers with both a disbelieving and seductive tone. 
Even meeting his eyes with my own sends my thoughts to completely fade from my mind. All I can do is nod my head slowly in agreement, being unable to muster words. 
As if something came over me, I fall to my knees in front of him with a bold look. My eyes express how much i want this, his eyes showing the same. My hands work magic and without another second passing, his pants were pooled onto the floor beneath him, leaving his lower half covered by only his boxers. Even the sheer sight of him in his boxers had my stomach filled to the brim with fluttering butterflies. 
Simon lets out a small gasp of pure ecstasy as I pull down his pants. A wash of blush covered his face. He wasn’t used to being so… exposed. 
I look up at him while tugging on the waistband of his boxers, asking for permission to pull them down and continue things further. His breathing becomes heavier, the anticipation building up inside of him. I was obviously making him super horny. 
“Go ahead,” He says quietly, trying not to sound too eager or desperate but failing miserably. His voice cracks slightly when he speaks those simple words. 
I smile fondly at his comment and without another minute passing, I pull down his boxers. They fall to the floor. Simon whimpers tenderly, being unfamiliar to this feeling of being completely exposed infront of me. His face flushes a deep shade of red. 
I chuckle softly at his adorable reactions, feeling the sudden urge to make him feel unbelievable from the pleasure soon to come. Both my hands make way to wrap around the base, stroking slowly as I make eye contact with him while kissing the tip. My tongue licks the shaft intimately, causing a small moan to escape the boys lips. His eyes flutter close as he enjoys the attention I give him. His hand finds its way into my hair, lightly tugging at the roots as he relaxes into the sensation. 
I look up at the boy once more to admire his features. His mouth is agape slightly, his eyes shut tightly, and his eyebrows knit together. He lets out another soft moan, his hips swaying back and forth as I continue to pleasure him. The grip on my hair tightens, using it to guide my movements as he continues to enjoy the feeling. “Oh yeah… just like that… don’t stop… keep going…” He sighs in-between delicate moans. 
Saliva drips down my chin as my movements start to get more sloppy, my mouth hungrily licking and sucking. Simon’s hips buck lightly, his eyes rolling back as I suck him off expertly. “Ohhhh… oh fuck…” He grunts loudly, his breathing getting heavier and shallower.
The sensation sends him over the edge, his body tensing up, his mind going blank, his whole world focused on the feeling of my warm, wet mouth enveloping his cock, his fingers digging into the bedsheets as he tries desperately to hold himself back from cumming. 
I take my mouth off of his cock, spitting on my hand before stroking up and down with the wet hand. “God, you’re so pretty like this,” I hum in contentment, continuing to pump his cock in my hand with swift movement. 
Simon’s entire body shudders and shakes, his muscles tensing up as his heart races faster than ever. A soft whimper escapes his lips, his hips bucking forward slightly as if trying to get more stimulation. “Y-you’re incredible…” He says between heavy breaths, sweat dripping down his forehead. His heart beats so fast that he can barely stand it, his whole body trembling intensely. 
I hum under my breath before sticking his cock down my throat again. The tip repeatedly hitting the back of my throat. That’d leave a mark later. 
“Mmmmph,” He cries out, gripping the sheets tightly as I take him deeper into my throat. His hips gyrating wildly. With one last final suck, he started releasing ropes of semen down my throat. The hand that was in my hair is now tugging at the roots harder, his face contorting with such pleasure. I stare up at him, admiring his features as he uses my throat for his personal use. 
He shudders once more, panting heavily as he collapses backwards, resting his head against the soft mattress. “That was incredible…” He breathes deeply, looking exhausted but satisfied nonetheless. His eyes are half-closed, showing the expression of a very pleased man. I stand up, chuckling lightly at his comment. The back of my hand swipes across my lips, catching up any leftover semen and saliva. 
Laying down next to Simon, I place a hand on his chest. My finger traces small hearts on the delicate fabric of his shirt. A fond smile forms across my lips as I make eye contact with him, feeling a greater connection, although I didn’t think it was possible to become even closer to him. I knew at this very moment, a new life with him would start. A new life filled with so many possibilities that I could only dream of. 
(I promise, I’ve finally gotten the urge to write again so please please please expect some more fanfics!!!)
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loveharlow · 2 years
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FIVE - JEALOUSY, JEALOUSY
CHAPTER SYNOPSIS; [4.4k] After the events in the hot tub, Y/N is finding it difficult to brush past JJ's actions this time around. Adamant on bringing their best girl's spirits up, Sarah and Kiara drag Y/N to a club where she's finally had enough of JJ's back and forth and tries to let go for a moment...
CHAPTER WARNING(S); swearing, mutual pining, mild angst, drug and alcohol use, arguing, mild public intoxication, jealous & possessive tendencies
A/N; I took a bit of personal rage out through the reader so this is me apologizing in advance.
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IT WAS AN UNFAMILIAR FEELING TO WAKE UP TO A BED HALF-EMPTY. It seemed that JJ had woken up before me. Yawning and reaching towards the bedside table to retrieve my phone, my eyes squinted at the harsh intrusion of light as the time read 12:22pm.
Why the hell did I wake up so late?
Putting the device face down back on the small table, I practically rolled out the bed to stand on weak legs. The house was eerily quiet but I thought little of it as I drug my frame from the edge of the bed to the bathroom sink, freshening up to go greet the others.
I was met, however, with an empty kitchen, empty living room, empty everything. I scrunch my eyebrows in confusion. That is until I heard the girlish giggles of what I assumed were two of my best friends coming from the direction of the sliding door that I had yet to realize was open.
Walking from the kitchen and out into the back-area of the house, the sun beamed on my skin and I was met with the bright smiles of Kie and Sarah in the hot tub.
“Morning, sleepyhead.” Sarah joked. I groaned and walked closer to the steaming tub, leaning against it with my arms crossed.
“Where’d the guys go?”
“To the store. They wanted more snacks 'n shit.” I hummed in acknowledgement.
“Hop in. We can have a girl talk before they get back.”
“Sure. Let me go get my suit.”
Kie smacked her teeth and motioned her head for the tub. “It’s just us. Just take off your shirt and shorts and get in.” Doing as she said, I tipped toed into the hot tub, settling between the two girls. 
“Okay, so I guess I’ll start us off because I really want to get this off of my chest…” Sarah started, rather hesitantly. Her demeanor caused us to turn to the blonde with confused expression as she took a deep breath to calm herself. “I don’t think...John B and I are gonna make it.”
Kie gasped and sat up straighter. “What do you mean? Why not?”
Sarah’s shoulders slumped and she stuck her lips out. Anyone could see how this was taking a toll on her and I began to wonder how long this had been on her mind. “I just don’t feel it anymore. And I don’t think he does either. But I think we’re both too afraid to say anything about it. Even sleeping in the same bed is just awkward. I thought the trip would help but, so far, it hasn’t.”
I frowned and waded over to her, putting a hand on her shoulder. “I’m sorry, Sar.” She smiled weakly.
“Thanks, Y/n/n. But I think I came to terms with it a while ago. I think I’m gonna end things but I just don’t know how. I don’t wanna hurt him or ruin our friendship but this relationship is holding us both back at this point.”
“If you need help, just let us know.” Kie comforted.
Sarah nodded and mumbled a ‘thanks’ before clearing her throat and speaking up as I moved back to my place. “What about you?” She asked me. “Anything about JJ?” I rolled my eyes and leaned back against the edge of the tub.
I could feel my own features contort in mild anger and annoyance at the mention of his name — something I was completely unfamiliar with. Anger directed at JJ. “You wouldn’t know the half of it.”
“Oh?” Kie inquired. “Did something happen?”
I scoffed and shook my head. “Nothing that hasn’t happened before. Just typical JJ...”
Sarah straightened at my antagonizing tone and leaned forward. “Okay, seriously, what happened? You seem pissed.”
Sighing and moving off of the edge of the tub. “He kissed me last night.”
“WHAT?”
“AGAIN?”
“AGAIN? WHAT DO YOU MEAN AGAIN?” The girls were now facing each other in mutual shock but for completely different reasons. Kie sputtered to find a response but before she could form a coherent sentence, Sarah turned to me. “Has this- this has happened before?”
I nodded. “Multiple times.”
“Multiple- when- and no one told me?” She seemed mildly offended that she had been left out of the loop. “So, you and JJ-”
“Me and JJ nothing. We’re not hooking up or together, it’s just…complicated.”
“Okay well, fill me in because apparently everyone knows but me. I always knew there was something between you two.” She said skeptically. I chose to ignore the last part of her statement however.
“Everyone doesn’t know. Just Kie because, no offense, she cannot mind her business to save her life.” I shot at the brunette girl who just returned it with a cheeky smile and a wink. “But there really isn’t much to fill you in on. We kissed at a kegger a while back, agreed that it was a one time thing but apparently JJ sucks at holding up his end of the deal. Now we’re stuck in this never ending loop of ‘friends who are clearly more than friends’ and I want him to own up to it but he doesn’t want to.”
“Have you-”
“Don’t. I’ve tried literally anything you can think of. He doesn’t want to listen so I’m done trying to talk.”
“I was going to ask if you’ve tried trapping him in a room.” Sarah added.
Kie and I both tilted our heads with an expression of ‘what the hell?’ as Sarah shrugged her shoulders.
“What? He has to listen then. He’ll have nowhere to go. Plus, you two are sharing a room for the next few days so…”
“I’m not going to entrap him, Sarah.”
“You want answers, right?”
“Sarah-”
“No,” Kie interjected. “She’s right. We all love JJ but he’s being a dick. I’m not saying you don’t have your faults in this but you don’t deserve this.”
I groaned loudly and let my shoulders fall. “This is so frustrating.” I added solemnly. “I just feel like a push-over. And I can’t even be completely mad at him because I am literally letting him get away with it. Because as mad as I may be, I don’t want to lose him and that’s what holding me back.”
“Well as your friends, it’s our duty to get your mind off of him and I heard there’s a club near here.” Sarah suggested mischievously. 
“I don’t know…”
“Oh c’mon. I’m not saying you have to hop in someone’s bed but music, lights, alcohol that we shouldn’t even be drinking? Sounds like a great distraction to me.” 
“I’m actually with Sarah on this one. I can’t let you wallow in your heartbreak.” Kie said with a shrug.
I sighed. “Okay. Fine. Clubbing tonight it is.”
Sarah squealed and Kie threw her arms around my shoulders to pull me into a bear hug cheering ‘that’s my girl’ in my ear as I laughed at their dramatic antics.
“Okay, okay, enough about me? I wanna hear about you, Kie.”
She pulled back to stand in front of me as a blush rose to her cheeks. “I don’t know what you mean.” 
I pushed her shoulder lightly and crossed my arms over my chest. “The girl from the springs? Mariana, I think her name was...”
“Oh…what about her?”
“Don’t play dumb.”
“Fine. Pushy…” She put a hand to the back of her neck as she avoided looking at the both of us. “She gave me her number, in like a “I’m interested in you” kind of way. But guys, I’ve never been with a girl before.”
“Well, do you like her?” Sarah prodded.
“I think so. She’s cute and sweet, plus she’s really funny.”
“Then... I say go for it. No harm in trying, right?” I added optimistically.
“I guess not.” The tanned girl smiled. 
IT SEEMED AS IF WE HAD BEEN SPLIT INTO GROUPS ALL DAY. The guys had gotten back from the store hours ago but were heading out now to a Sports Bar & Grille to watch some football game that was happening tonight. It was about a quarter past seven when John B shouted throughout the house. “We’re gone! See you later!”
“Bye!”
“Later!”
“Have fun!”
And the sound of the front door closing was heard as they set off. I was relieved that it was just us girls again if I’m being honest. When the guys got back, it was like JJ was actively avoiding me. Actually, it didn’t seem like it — he was. I don’t know what’s going through his head, whether he thinks I’m going to let this all go by tomorrow or what but I’m done playing this game. So, until Maybank can get himself together, we’re not speaking.
Sarah and Kie were all caught up but Pope and John B were eyeing us weirdly, so maybe JJ told them. Maybe he didn't. Or maybe the tension was so thick that they could see it.
I was pulled from my thoughts when Kiara and Sarah burst into the room as I was pulling on my outfit for tonight. It was nothing special, but it hugged my frame sensually and the color complimented my complexion well.
A whistle erupted from Kie as she playfully eyed me up and down. “Look at you, doll.” I cringed as I secured the outfit and slid on the shoes that went with it. I don’t think any of us told the guys we were going out but it’s not like it was a secret. If they needed us they could just call.
“Doll? What are you? Sixty?”
“That’ll be the last time I compliment your ungrateful ass.” She dismissed as Sarah dusted herself off and straightened out the dress she was wearing. She had on a nude two-piece set — a kind of cropped halter top and a long skirt. Kie was adorned in a short, white top with a separated cross section and high-waisted jeans. 
“We both know that’s a lie. I’m too hot for you to not mention it.”
Sarah laughed as Kie scoffed and turned to exit the room, mumbling a ‘bring your ass’ as she went down the steps to leave, Sarah and I trailing behind.
GETTING INTO THE LOUNGE WASN’T AS HARD A TASK AS WE THOUGHT. It was a pretty large club about half an hour from where we were staying. It was 18 plus with some 21 plus activities, so we could get in easily but with a lazy bouncer, we probably could’ve just walked right in without much trouble at all. 
Entering the main area of the club, it was packed and lively. Lights flashing, people dancing sloppily in the middle of the room and the dj spun near the back on the small stage, people doing hookah in the corners of the room, others loitering at the bar. You could feel the humidity hit you as soon as you stepped foot into the crowded place.
“Damn. I knew this place was popular but not like this.” Sarah observed, the lights casting a pink hue over her starstruck expression.
“Oh!” Kie shouted, pointing at the right corner of the room. “One of the hookah sections just opened up.” Following her lead, we entered the section but not before confirming to the buff bouncer that we were at least 21, getting nervous for a second as he eyed the IDs and us back and forth but ultimately decided to let us through.
We wasted no time, excited to let loose and have fun as we practically snatched a hose for each of us and attached one of the disposable mouth tips. Taking our first drags of the substance, Sarah coughed a bit while Kie and I chuckled.
“Is it flavored?” She asked through light coughs.
Kie nodded and I replied. “Pineapple, I think.” 
After a couple more drags we were finally getting in the groove of things, swaying to the bass boosted music as we blew out puffs of smoke, taking pictures and laughing with one another. The more effective part of the drugs were starting to kick in now — the lights a bit brighter than I recall with little streaks following behind them. I knew I’d had enough to satisfy myself when I tripped over my own feet for the second time. 
Kie and Sarah, however, were still going. I tapped the brunette on the shoulder and informed her that I was headed to the bar as she made sure to assert that she would keep an eye on me from where she was.
Exiting the corner and shooting a weird smile at the bouncer, I pushed my way through the crowd to the bar. Reaching the small semi-circle counter top, I slid the tall, dark-haired bartender my ID and requested a drink and he looked it over before sliding it back to me.
“Sorry. Can’t help you.”
“What?” I slurred slightly. “What do you mean?”
“It’s a good fake, kid. But I got good eyes.” He reprimanded. “I won’t rat you out. But I can’t serve you either.” He raised an eyebrow before walking further down the bar to serve another guest. I groaned and threw my head back.
“Having a hard time, gorgeous?”
Turning to face the voice oddly close to my ear, I was met with one of the most beautiful men I’d ever laid my eyes on. He was tall, had dark, curly hair that you may mistake for black but when the lights hit it just right it was a very dark brown. His skin was a tanned sort of brown, like Kiara’s complexion but darker. He was dressed simply but it complimented him just oh-so well — a dark t-shirt and jeans with chain around his neck and rings adorned his fingers.
His posture was radiating confidence as he leaned half of his frame on the bar, one arm on the counter and the other laid next to his side. He must’ve noticed my lack of response because a grin broke out on his face before he was chuckling lowly, head dipping down slightly. “I’m Chase.”
Gathering myself and straightening out my intoxicated frame, I shot him a smile. “I’m Y/n.”
“Hm. Suits you. You havin’ a good time, Y/n?” 
I scoffed and rolled my eyes before throwing my head back lightly in the direction of the bartender behind me. “I was before Superman over there x-rayed my ID. That’s the first time someone’s ever noticed.”
Chase tilted his head before turning in the direction of the bartender and calling out. “Yo, Sam!” The bartender walked back over to stand in front of us. “A drink for the girl, please.”
The bartender, Sam I presume, rolled his eyes before grabbing a glass and making the drink I requested before. “You’re gonna get me fired, Kingston.” He shot at Chase as he slid me the drink.
Chase winked and slipped him a bill. “Y’know I’d never let that happen. ‘Preciate you, man.” Sam flipped the boy off before returning to his work duties, Chase facing me once more as I sipped on the drink.
Once I swallowed it down, I stirred the straw as I made conversation. “How’d you do that?”
He shrugged before plucking the lime from the rim of my glass and biting down on it. “My dad may or may not co-own this place.” He suggested playfully.
My eyebrows lifted in surprise as I sipped on my beverage. Impressive, I thought. “Well, thank you.”
“No problem, gorgeous. You here alone?”
I shook my head, turning to point in the direction of my friends who were now dancing amongst the other guests. “Here with my friends.”
“Are you from around here?”
“Sadly, no. Here on vacation. We’re trying to have some fun before we head off to college and what-not.”
He hummed and when I looked up from my drink I noticed that he’d moved closer. I don’t know if it was because it was mildly high or nearing tipsy but he looked really kissable. His gaze went from my eyes to my lips before he licked his own and his gaze landed on my ID that was still on the table.
“ID says twenty-one but how old are you really?”
“Eighteen.” I muttered around the slim black straw, looking up at him through my eyelashes.
“Great, ‘cause so am I.” He assured, running his calloused hand up my arm.
I’D LOST TRACK OF HOW LONG CHASE AND I HAD BEEN TALKING. More like flirting, actually. Heavily flirting. I was a little beyond intoxicated. I was on his lap, his hands on my waist as my own ran through his hair and played with the chain around his neck. Kie and Sarah had come over at one point to make sure I was okay and even though I assured them that I was fine, I could feel their gaze on me from their place at the bar.
Chase and I were sitting in some booth not too far from it but secluded enough. I barely knew half of what I was saying or laughing at but he was laughing along and I felt liberated. For once, out of this whole trip, JJ wasn’t at the forefront of my mind.
“Y’know…” Chase started, one of his hands moving from my waist to run a finger over my cheek. “You’re really cute.”
I smiled shyly and looked down. “You think so?”
He bit his lip and nodded before the hand went from tracing my cheek to cradling my jaw and pulling me into a kiss. His lips were soft and pillowy but his touch was the exact opposite. Both of my hands were now on his face, one on his cheek as one held the side of his neck.
It was cut short when he pulled back as soon as the kiss began to get more aggressive and demanding. “I’d really love to take this further but you seem kind of drunk.”
I laughed and nodded at him. “Oh, I am.” I agreed, my insides tingly. “But I’m fine with just kissing if you are.” He smiled and shook his head as a low and rumbly laugh left his chest. He was leaning in for another kiss when suddenly I was practically yanked off of his lap and someone was gripping my arm.
Looking up, I was met with a furious blonde — hair messy, cheeks red, and eyes dark. “JJ?”
He doesn’t say anything. He just looks at me in a way I’ve never seen him look at me before. And not in a good way. Not a good way at all.
Chase tenses up at the aggressive interaction, eyeing the deathly grip that JJ has on me before turning to me in question. “Do you know this guy?”
“Yeah, she does.” JJ answered shortly.
Chase turned to him with a hard expression. “I was asking her.” “And I answered instead.”
“Look man, I didn’t know she had a boyfriend-”
“He is not my boyfriend-” I slurred. Whipping my head to JJ, I curled my lip in anger. “What the hell are you doing?” I snarled.
“We’re leaving.” JJ announced. What the fuck was he even doing here? As he turned around and tried to drag me with him, I yanked my arm from his grasp.
“I don’t want to leave.”
“Y/n.”
“She doesn’t want to go with you, dude. Just leave her alone.” Chase butted in.
“Will you shut the fuck up?” JJ snapped at the boy. “Who the fuck are you?”
They were fairly loud but between the music and where we were in the corner, they weren’t causing as much of a disturbance as you would’ve thought. Chase huffed out a breath and put his hands in his pockets before turning to me. “This was fun but I think I should go.”
My shoulders fell as I looked up at the guy who had made my night. “Chase-”
“It’s cool, don’t worry. You clearly have some stuff to sort out. You’ve got my number if you ever want to hang.” And with that he was making his way through the crowd and I turned back to JJ — drunk and angry. He was only one of the two.
He was quick to latch his hand around my wrist and drag me to where Kiara and Sarah were with Pope and John B as I mumbled at him to let go of me. When we made it to our friends I was quick to speak.
“Why the hell are they here?”
“Game ended so I asked Sarah where you guys were.” John B piped up. “Why are you so snappy?” He inquired.
I didn’t answer him, I wasn’t going to anyway but before I had the chance, JJ was speaking up, voice low and flat. “I’m gonna take her back to the house. I need the keys to the car.”
Pope fished them out of his pockets before tossing them to the blonde, they had taken the car earlier so we’d rode in a cab. And since the rest of them probably planned on getting drunk, they’d take a cab back when they were ready.
JJ led me out of the club and into the parking lot as my friends bid farewell to us both. When we reached the car, JJ released my wrist and opened the passenger door as I stood back pouting like a child.
With the door wide open, he motioned for me to get in. “No.”
“Get in the car.”
I didn’t say anything or move, just shifted my weight with my arms crossed before he let out a breath and swiftly walked over to me. Throwing me over his shoulder and placing me into the car while he ignored my protests. He rounded the vehicle to get into the car as I pushed my hair out of my face.
Closing the door and starting the car, he told me to put my seatbelt on as he drove off.
Five whole minutes of silence went by before I said something. “That was unnecessary and you know it. I was having fun and you just had to ruin it.”
“Is that what you call that? Fun is kissing strangers now?”
“He wasn’t a stranger. His name was Chase and he-” hiccup. “-was actually really nice.”
JJ ran a stiff hand through his hair before quickly looking between me and the road. “He was only talking to you for one thing and you know it.”
This made me laugh out loud bitterly. “You are so fucking unbelievable! So…what you’re saying is guys would only approach me for a one-night stand?”
“What I’m saying is that-”
“Is someone actually wanting to be with me completely ridiculous to you? Is- is that it?”
“Are you even listening to me?” He was getting angrier and I was getting louder but I couldn’t care less.
“All of this is such bullshit, y’know that? You are so fucking backwards and it drives me insane. Am I not up to your girlfriend standards? Is that why you-”
“Y/n. Quit it.” His tongue was prodding the inside of his cheek and his hands were gripping the steering wheel harshly.
“No, tell me JJ-”
Suddenly, the car was swerving to pull over and he was turning to face me. “I said stop.” He demanded. “You know I don’t think any of those things about you so don’t sit here and try and make it seem like I think any less of you than I do. I hold you higher than I hold anyone else for you to make it seem like I don’t is plain stupid. You wanna fuck some random stranger? Fine. But not when you’re drunk and can barely stand. So, no — what I did in there wasn’t unnecessary.”
I threw myself back against the passenger seat roughly, forcing a puff of air from my lips as I crossed my arms over my chest defensively. “Yeah, well at least he was upfront about how he felt. It’s not like you can say the same. What happened to that kiss being a one-time thing? A drunken mistake? What happened to all of that?” I badgered him without once meeting his eyes. “You kiss me and you- you leave and I don’t know what to do anymore. This isn’t fair, JJ..It’s just, not fair.”
And that was the last thing said between either of us before JJ, closing his eyes and releasing a shaky breath, merged the car back onto the street and drove in tense silence back to the house.
I WAS PARTIALLY SOBER BY THE TIME WE REACHED THE HOUSE. However, I couldn’t keep my eyes open for more than a few moments — prompting JJ to carry my borderline limp frame to and through the front door up to our shared bathroom and sit me on the counter as I leaned against the wall.
I paid no mind to his movements around the small space, until he was gently grabbing my jaw and pressing a wet rag to my face. The texture of the object startled me and I was gently pushing his wrist away.
“I don’t need you to do that.” I snarled, moving to slide my frame off of the porcelain counter-top. I was stopped by two firm hands on my hips placing me back in my original position.
“Just sit still.” He said in annoyance, hands resuming their previous positions as he wiped the makeup from my face. 
Once he was done, I stayed silent as I got off of the counter-top, successfully this time, and carefully made my way to the bedroom — toeing off my shoes and sliding out of my outfit and throwing on a shirt before climbing into the bed.
My eyes closed almost immediately but sleep didn’t consume me just yet. I could hear JJ flicking off the lights, changing his own attire and climbing into the bed. He made a hesitant move to wrap his arm around my waist before I was scooting towards the edge of the bed, away from him, and all I heard was him sigh behind him before murmuring something to himself.
When I felt my body slump into the mattress, I welcomed sleep into my mind. I didn’t know what would happen tomorrow, or the day after, or maybe even months from now. I didn’t know when our friends would get back or what they would think but I couldn’t care less.
I was hurt, angry, and mildly intoxicated. So was JJ - hurt and angry, at least.
So, I guess you could say that, for once, there was no question about how we felt for one another in this moment.
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im-a-matt-girl · 9 months
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I HAVE THIS VISION: what if reader and triplets have been friends for a long while now, and her and matt have been blurring the lines of friendship and more (maybe shared some kisses and etc) and they go to film the lie detector video and nick says “imma cut this one out, but are you and matt more than friends?” And shes just like “idk …” and it just evolves from there omg bye
"Lies"
I am currently getting hooked up to a lie detector in the Warehouse. I am nervous, only because I have trouble trusting myself with the way I see reality. I'm afraid of accidentally lying. Hopefully, no one asks me questions that are too personal.
"Are you ready?" Nick asks me once I'm fully hooked up.
"Yes?" I say, more like a question than an answer.
"Lie," John says flatly, giving the thumbs-down signal.
"Do you need water?" you ask me, handing me a water bottle.
"Yes, thank you," I say, taking it from you.
"True," John says, giving a thumbs-up as I drink the nice, cool water.
"Okay, now are you ready?" Chris asks, giggling.
"Yes," I say, more calmly this time.
"True," John says.
"Where were you born?" Nick asks me.
"California," I answer.
"True," says John.
"What year is it?"
"2023," I reply.
"True."
"Are you a vegetarian?" Nick asks me in an ever-so-slightly condescending tone.
"Yeah," I answer.
"True."
"Okay, Matt, you're up," Nick says to you.
"Alright," you say, a sly smirk crawling across your face. "Would you consider us friends?"
"Yes, of course!" I reply.
"True," John says.
"Nice," you nod to yourself. "Do you like rap music?"
"Absolutely," I nod.
"True."
"My last question for you is, do you like cats better than dogs?"
"Mhm," I say, avoiding your eyes. I know that you like dogs better.
"True."
"Alright, Chris, your turn," you say to him.
Chris sighs. "Well, Matt took one of mine, so I guess I only have two questions for you, now. You got off easy," he sneers playfully.
I quietly chuckle to myself.
"I was gonna ask you if you like rap music, but you already said 'yes,' and that was true, so… Tell me how you feel about pop music. Do you like pop music at all?"
I waggle my head a bit. "Mm… sometimes? It really depends."
"You have to say 'yes,' or 'no,'" Nick reminds me.
"Usually, no," I answer.
John hesitates. "True," he finally says, giving the thumbs-up signal.
"Interesting…" Chris nods slowly. "Alright, my last question is, are you single?"
I raise my eyebrows in surprise. "Uh… yeah?"
"True."
"I thought you knew this already?"
"Just making sure," Chris says.
"Inquiring minds want to know," Nick adds.
"What?" I say. "Like who?"
Nick and Chris look at each other, and then Nick looks at me and says, "Can I ask you one more question? I'll cut this part out of the video, I promise."
I look at the three of you, wondering what he could possibly want to ask me. "Okay…"
"So, like, I know you said before that you and Matt are friends, but… are you and Matt, maybe, a little bit more than just friends?"
Oh. This was the question I dreaded. I look at you, and you look back at me with an unreadable expression on your face. I think about all of the times we've held hands, and all of the sleepovers we've had, and the times you've hovered your lips over mine. But, at the core of our relationship, we have always been friends. We never defined our relationship officially. "No?" I ask you.
"Lie," John says, showing his signature thumbs-down signal.
Nick and Chris look at each other with wide eyes and open mouths. Chris looks at me and says, "Can I ask you one more question, then? Because Matt took mine, anyway."
"Please be kind," I beg him in a whisper.
"Do you want to be more than friends with Matt?" he asks me.
I look at you again, trying to plead for your help with my eyes. I don't know if you want to be with me officially. I'm so afraid of saying the wrong thing. I don't want to ruin our friendship, or whatever it is we have together. You mean so much to me that I couldn't bear to lose you. "No…?" I falter.
"Lie," John announces.
This time, Nick and Chris cover their mouths. They both turn and look at you expectantly.
You fold your arms across your chest, still looking at me intently. "May I ask you one more question?"
I unconsciously hold my breath. "Yes," I nod.
You purse your lips together nervously. You blink. "Will you be my girlfriend?"
"Yes!" I answer, unable to contain my smile.
All three of you look over to John, who I'm convinced is purposely keeping you in suspense.
He finally holds his hand out. "True," he says, flicking his thumb up.
"YEAH!" Nick cheers.
"Let's fucking go!" Chris says, giving Matt a hug.
You have a very pleased smile on your face, and I can tell that you're blushing. "Alright, get her outta that thing so I can kiss my girlfriend," you say, pointing to me.
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sonatahikari86 · 8 months
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— When I Fly Towards You/当我飞奔向你 (2023)
“I would think of that scene over again. She stood under the roof with her shining eyes looking at me through the rain. That glance seemed to hint to me that my light was coming.”
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A series that gives me so much warmth. It's not only about romance but also the stories of friendship, family, dreams, growing up, and changes in life. A beautiful youth drama that made me want to experience it if I could turn back time.
Their story really starts at the beginning of their youth. A sudden meeting under the rain led to so many moments together in their future as friends, lovers, and then married couples.
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They are basically each other's opposites. That sunshine girl and the midnight rain boy, but slowly, she gave him light and made him shine brighter than before.
Zaizai is that one-of-a-kind girl who is full of courage and strength. She isn't afraid of anything, always stands up for herself, and is the kindest person to people around her. She is really the sweetest character to begin with. It's so easy to fall for her.
Rangrang looks cold outside because of his so-not-good family environment, and his encounter with Zaizai led him to a new world that made his gloomy world more colorful.
Let alone the time when he proposed to her. He really prepared that video all this time. From the time Zaizai wasn't aware of his feelings to the time they were together. This alone says so much that his love is as big as her love for him.
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I could never be Zaizai, who has so much courage to express her love for someone she cares about the most. From the start, she wasn't afraid to show her affection for Rangrang, whom she had felt in love with since their first encounter. She is always true to herself, never shields her feelings, and makes sure that her feelings reach the one she loves.
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And her genuine feelings really reached Rangrang. He didn't speak too much, but his actions alone could tell how much he also cared about Zaizai. For three years, he kept his love in his heart and confessed to her at the right time. The moment when he finally told her that he'd liked her all along is one of the sweetest confession scenes that I've ever watched.
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Guan Fang's relationship with Nainai is the one that made me totally envious. Nainai's warmth and patience made him into a good and kind boy. He changed for the better, and meeting with the others made him even better. His determination to stay with his Nainai in the end brought tears to my eyes. He is so right; time is tickling, and the best thing we can do is spend it with the one we love the most.
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And here's one of the best second couples! Gu Ran, who is mischievous and playful but is kind and sweet to the people he cares about the most, couldn't express his feelings to Jiajia because he was afraid it would ruin their friendship. I'm glad they got their best ending and had a chance to express their affection for eo.
Youth drama is always beautiful when it also highlights the friendship between the characters. And I'm not gonna lie, the five of them are one of the best friendship tropes. Their kindness, care, and trust for each other are truly one of a kind.
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It's so beautiful because their friendship really started at the beginning of their youth and continued until they grew up into fine adults. They go their separate ways after high school graduation, but they still stick together till the end. There's maybe some misunderstanding between them, but they could make it pass.
Their long-lasting friendship is the only thing I could relate to in this drama. It was such a pleasure that we could stay with people who were always there for us for such a long time. Not everyone could have this kind of long relationship. So looking at them still strong together after all this time is so heartwarming.
This drama also managed to portray the beauty of the high school era. They captured so many moments that could only happen in our youth, which made me, as a viewer, feel nostalgic.
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They are also able to describe the hurdles that we face when we turn into adults, be it at university or in our work lives. Life is like candy; sometimes it's sweet and other times it's sour. And we could see this when Zaizai and Rangrang faced their adult lives. It's so good because they became each other's shelter and shoulder to lean on. And this development is one of the best things that has happened in their relationship.
The warmth that this drama gave me this summer indeed made my day more beautiful. It may be exaggerated, but I really spent the most beautiful day watching this drama. Not only the drama alone, but its OST also gives me a good feeling every time I listen to it.
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So, once again, I want to say thank you so much for coming to me this summer and making my day brighter. I hope this heartwarming feeling will last a long time. I am sure I'll come back again when I need a warm hug.
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gracewritesfics · 9 months
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Pov: They're both forced into an arranged marriage and think they'll never get along, until one day...
Pairing; Namjoon x Grace or reader.
Genre; Romance, Arranged Marriage.
Warnings; Fluff, mature themes, smut.
Grace's pov
I threw my hands on the side table of the bed as the loud alarm of my phone rang and I snoozed it to go back to sleep. I finally woke up, getting irritated. Getting out of the bed I saw the couch was empty with sheets folded. Namjoon used to sleep there. We had been married for two months now, but I slept on his bed while he slept on the couch.
It was an arranged marriage. Both our families were close so they thought it would be a good idea to set us up together knowing little about our secret quarrels and enmity. I think we hated each other. I don't know when it began, probably in high school when I played a prank on him. I spread rumors about him dating a girl from our class and it spread like fire but they were just friends and it ruined their friendship.
Namjoon was always a kind, humble guy, he's very wise, minding his own business. And me well I'm a troublemaker, childish and stupid. Totally opposite. I cooked seafood at home after our wedding because I know he doesn't like it. I always do things to annoy him. Before it was for fun but now it was because I did not want to marry him. I wanted to annoy him so much that he would leave me. But he always handled it well.
When he got too annoyed with me, he would do things to irritate me too. He once broke my phone by just tossing it in the air when I wasn't listening to him, it landed far away on the floor. Though he did not intend to do so, his power is no joke. I'm lowkey scared of his anger but I don't let it show. When he clenches his fists at my stupid acts I just drop it. I love my life.
"you did not make your bed again" he said as he came to the living room after taking a shower. "I know," I glared. "Is there any breakfast this morning? I've to go to work!" He scoffed already in disappointment because he knew the answer already. "Cook for yourself!" I shamelessly replied. "you could've at least made a cup of coffee for me, you're drinking one!" "I'm not your maid!" "You're my wife! And I expect you to do the bare minimum!" "Lower your expectations!" I said walking away. Everything turns into an argument.
"We have to attend a wedding together," he told me one evening. "I'm not going!" I answered. "I did not ask. It's a family wedding. We're both invited as husband and wife." He commanded me to come. I agreed after some drama when I sensed that he was getting angry. I loved getting on his nerves.
Namjoon's pov;
She got ready, taking her time making us late as usual. "the wedding is tonight" I yelled from the hall. A few moments later she was walking down the stairs in a gown. It reminded me of our wedding day. She looked beautiful though. She was surely a nightmare dressed like a daydream. So Taylor Swift coded. True to her name, she was 'Grace'ful even though she's a bit messy. She gives me a hard time but there's something about her.. it makes it impossible to hate her.
"You don't have the thing called patience!" She said. "You're getting ready for 2 hours now!" I argued. I usually refrained from answering her back because one argument led to another. We sat in the car and I drove to the wedding venue. We reached there and got out of the car. I took her hand in my arm, newly wed couple style.
"Must you do this cringe couple stuff?" She rolled her eyes. "Yes, we're here as husband and wife and my whole family's gonna be here!" I said. "and they should think that we are so in love and we're such a perfect couple, right?" She grimaced. I didn't say anything. Just one angry glare at her and she did shut up. I know she's afraid of my anger. she hasn't even seen the real one. I doubt she'll ever see it cause it won't come but on her.
Everyone was in awe of us as we went into the wedding. But there were some people, who gave a wry chuckle. It was a few of my cousins. Actually, before we were married or even when we were newly married, I told everything about her to these cousins. But as I realized I shouldn't be talking about our relationship with others, as a husband I stopped. But I guess they already knew the truth behind our plastered smiles and perfect couple act.
I left her for a while as I went to meet others in my family. She sat at a table. Sometime later, I returned but she wasn't there. I searched for her and found her at the bar counter, taking shots of whiskey. "What the hell are you doing!?" I went close to her and held her wrist to stop her from taking another shot. "your cousins are assholes and you are too. You brought me to this wedding to act like a perfect couple when you've literally already ruined my image in front of all of them!?" She yelled.
"what has happened?" I asked in a serious tone. "you would know better, you're the one who told them stuff!" I clenched my jaw and fist. "what did they say to you?" "They made fun of me, they joked asking me if I'm sleeping with you like a wife or not. They think I'm disloyal to you. They said, I argue with you and make your life a living hell." She told me. I was raging. They were off limits. I did tell them a little about our arguments in the beginning but it was out of line to joke about our personal life. Guess someone will see my real anger today.
"who the fuck said this to her" I held the collar of one of my cousin brother. "Why are you so angry bro, she doesn't even treat you like a husband!" They laughed. I punched him in the face. Asking him again about the person who said those things. He pointed towards a guy, who was my other cousin. I went up to him, he was already terrified, I punched him so hard, his nose bled. "Watch your mouth when you're talking to my wife!" I threw a fist at the table and the glasses shook. One of them fell and broke with a noise. "If I ever hear any inappropriate stuff from your mouths about my wife, I'll shove those glass pieces down your throat!" I warned.
Then I held Grace up in my arms, in bridal style and walked out of the wedding. She resisted me a lot. Threw her hands on me but I held onto her. I locked the door of the car after getting her seated. When we reached home, she was very sleepy.. I had to carry her to the bed. As I tucked her in the bed, she held my wrist and pulled me, I laid beside her.
"It's uncomfortable!" She groaned. "What is?" I asked curiously with rounded eyes. "This gown," she said. She was so drunk she tried to gather herself, eyes struggling to stay open. "Help me!" She yelled as she sat there trying to pull down the back zipper of her dress. I took a gulp down my throat and went near her back which was facing me and pulled the zipper down.
She freed herself from the sleeves and threw the gown away to the side of the bed. She reached to unhook her bra... "Whoa, whoa whoa wait! Let me bring you your night suit!" I said. "No, take off your tee-shirt, give it to me!" "What?" I widened my eyes. She stressed her eyebrows and I did as she said. She put on my tshirt after removing her bra and then landed on the pillows. She threw her legs all over me. It was the way she used to sleep with all her pillows and I slept on the couch. Now, I can't move. I had no other option but to sleep on the bed with her. She looked so adorable while sleeping. Sweet little angel. Probably because she can't argue w me at that moment. So peaceful. I brought her close to my chest hugging her. Maybe it won't be that difficult after all, loving her. Maybe I should give it a try.
Grace's Pov;
Something was different. I squirmed in my sleep. Why does my pillow feel so stiff and well built, like it has muscles. I rub my eyes, look up only to realise, I'm laying on his bare chest. My hand is all over him. And my face rested on his heart. His hand was around my waist. I tried to free myself from its grasp. Why am I only wearing his t-shirt?
"you're up?" He slowly opened his eyes and stretched his arms. "What happened between us?" I asked straight up. "Between us?" He asked confusedly while still trying to fight his sleep. "Yes! What happened?" I ask again. "Nothing." He said. "Are you sure?" I asked. "you don't remember?" He asked. I shook my head in denial. "Then why does it matter?" he smirked. I threw a hand at his chest hitting him. "tell me!" "Well you were throwing off your clothes, getting naked in front of me so I gave you my tee, that's it!" My face flustered. I did what? "Then why are you in bed with me?" I asked. "Because you wouldn't let me go and held me tight!" He said. I let out a sigh. I can't think clearly.
"my head is spinning." I said. "you drank too much last night!" He told me, "let me get you a coffee." He said getting up from the bed. I couldn't say anything but nod. My mind was hurting.
A few moments later he appeared with two cups of coffee and some cookies and sat next to me putting it on the side table. I was amazed at his sweet gesture because I never did anything for him. Never made a cup of coffee or cooked breakfast for him. My eyes went to his bare chest and his abs. "Hot," I mumbled, "What?" He gasped. "nothing, I said nothing!" He smirked. "sure!"
"your cousins-" I was interrupted as he spoke, "I took care of them, don't worry." "What did you do?" I ask. "created a huge scene, got my knuckles bloody." I widened my eyes and parted my lips. After a few sips of coffee and awkward stares, I said, "I think we should shower and get ready for work." "It's Saturday, darling!" He chuckled. I pursed my lips to control my smile.
Still, we showered and got ready as we went to the living hall. It was the first weekend we were going to spend together. Otherwise, he'd be so annoyed by me he went out with his friends and I went to my sister's place to rant about him.
I went to the kitchen. "Really, are you making lunch?" He asked. "Yes, I was thinking." "Let's go out and eat lunch. We'll have dinner at home!" He said. Sounds nice. At least I don't have to cook now.
He took me to a restaurant, it has a sweet vibe. Usually only couples came there for dates. "What do you like?" He asked. "I guess I'll order Kimchi fried rice." He ordered kalguksu noodles. We talked casually over lunch which we never did before, it was romantic. And on top of that, it started raining. And the raindrops raced on the glass wall of the restaurant. "I love rain!" I expressed excitedly. We had finished our lunch and paid our bills while it still rained, I ran out on the empty road and looked up at the sky. I opened my arms as the rain fell upon me.
Namjoon rushed towards me, "you'll catch a cold!" "I don't care, I love the rain!" He removed the jacket he was wearing and wrapped it over me. He held my hand and took me in the car. "you'll be sick if you soak in the rain!" He said. "well I love it so much, I can be sick" he just looked at me.
As we got home, I removed his jacket and left it there to dry. He got a towel from inside, "your hair is wet!" He placed it on my head and shook it with his hands drying my hair.
As the evening fell, we sat on the couch watching dramas on Netflix. I sneezed in the middle. "told you you'll get sick!" he arched an eyebrow. I sneezed a few times. "Should I get you something?" I shook my head. But he told me to wait and there he was with hot soup a few moments later. "You'll feel better!" He said. I had the soup and he asked me if I feel okay and I nodded. I was getting up from the couch when he stopped me.
"where are you going?" He asked. "To make dinner!" I told. "you're sick, take rest, we'll order something, pizza maybe." He said. I was awestruck at the way he took care of me. At this rate I would fall in love with him any minute now. We had our pizzas and then I rested on the bed.
"you're going to sleep on the couch?" I asked as he was taking away his pillow and sheets. "Yes, why?" "Um.. you should.. sleep here, it's your bed too." I stuttered. "You're right about that. Is it okay with you if I sleep here?" "Yes, that's why I'm saying."
He kept his stuff back and landed on the bed beside me. I was facing him, turned to his side. He looked at me too. "I never knew you were this sweet, namjoon!" I said. "are you still drunk?" He chuckled. "No, I'm serious I love this side of you!" "You're sick Grace, really!" He jokingly put a hand on my forehead. "Oh no, you're hot!" "What?" "You have a fever!" He gets up and grabs some meds from the side drawer and hands up a glass of water, "here take this!" I sat and gulped the tablet down my throat feeling like puking because of my throat, it felt uneasy. I laid on the bed and he put a blanket on me turning the air conditioner to a comfortable temperature. I started to feel cramps in my body because of the fever.
I was really sleepy but feverish when I put my hand on his chest. He turned to my side and I slided in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around me. It was the warmest feeling in the world. Safe. Home.
I felt a little uneasy in my sleep. I was watching a dream and it wasn't a good one. I groaned and wailed in my sleep.
"Babe, hey! Grace? Baby...!?" I felt a soft touch on my face as he patted my cheeks. I opened my eyes. "Relax, it's a bad dream." I sighed and rested in his embrace again. It was very early in the morning, around 4.
"I watched that we were arguing again and you left me alone in a dark place!" "I would never leave you!" He assured. I held him tight. "are you feeling okay?" "My body hurts a little." "Where does it hurt?" He asked. "Arms, back, shoulder, neck, everywhere." I replied. He freed me from his arms and got up and sat on the bed, I was wondering what he was up to. "Turn, lay on your stomach." He said. I did the same.
He began massaging my neck and shoulders. It felt relaxing. It felt like heaven. He pressed his hand against my back. I groaned each time he pressed his thumb on my back. He can easily crack my bones up, he's got muscles. "Easy Joon!" I shrieked. "stop making such sounds," he said. "What are you thinking?!" I baffled. "Let it go!" He said as he stopped massaging and moved away.
Namjoon's pov;
"why did you stop?" she asked. "You want it more?" I questioned. "Yeah, in fact...(taking off her top) do it now!" I took a gulp down my throat. She sat in front of me in her bra. It was sexy. She laid in bed, with her back facing me. As I approached my hands to massage her back and shoulders, she let out groans again.
It was making me feel things. The way she breathed. It was hard to resist her.
"A little to the right" she said as I massaged her neck. "A little downwards." She confused me. Telling me to go different directions with my hands on her back.
I grabbed her arm and turned her forcibly to face me. I tucked her under me and her chest was rising and falling under mine. "What do you want me to do exactly?" I asked her. She stuttered with her words. "I.. um.. " she stopped speaking and stared into my eyes then my lips. I cupped her face from one hand and smashed my lips on hers not giving her another second. She kissed me back, passionately, deeply. She tried to dominate me with her tongue but couldn't win as I made her breathless, moving my lips like ocean waves crashing. She gasped when I moved my face away.
I couldn't help but gaze at her face then move my eyes to her neck then her bosom which lay just below my chest.
She placed a soft kiss on my cheeks then I kissed her neck. Planting kisses all the way from her neck to her cleavage. I slid my hand under her and unhooked the barrier that stood between my face and her breasts.
I let my lips trail her body like a paint brush moves on the sheet. She moans and gasps under me. She holds me entangling her fingers in my hair. She bites her lips. I look at her face and raise my eyebrow for her consent. She blinks and nods her head. I removed my boxers and she widened her mouth seeing the already big erection standing. I chuckled and her face flustered burning red. She was wet already as I slid my fingers up her thighs it felt so warm. I adjusted myself slowly sliding inside her as she moaned.
"Say my name baby!" I said. "N..namjoon!"she gasped.
I stroked inside her slowly at first. Then I increased my pace.
"Should I go faster?" I asked. "yes!" "Say it louder!" "Yes baby! Faster." I moved and pierced her insides. She whimpered. "Scream!" I told her. "huh?" "I want to let our neighbors know that we made love." I fucked her harder and deeper she screamed my name and moaned.
"Who am I?" I asked .She looked at me in confusion. "Your husband, bish!" "You dawg!" She playfully hit my chest and I laughed. "Now tell me who I am."
"My husband." "Tell me that you love me!"
"I love you.. I love you Namjoon!" "I love you too baby!"
I landed on her side tired and huffing. "Well that was pretty rough!" I sighed, in relief obviously. She looked at me turning her face. I raised my eyebrows. "You were massaging my back... instead you just crushed my whole body!" She said with such a straight face, it made me laugh. "Come here!" I opened my arms and she landed on my chest. I buried her in my arms.
"Joon!" She mumbled. "Hmm?" "We did not use protection." "Did you not take pills?" "No!" She had an alarming face. "Now our whole family will know that we actually slept together and it's not just some forced marriage!" She gave me a narrow eye look and then chuckled with me.
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captainchewtoybaby · 1 year
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Heart of Gold
Kurt Angle x reader
Summary : Kurt and reader were highschool sweethearts but years later after a bad break up they meet again. When they get put together in a story line, old memories start to come up. Will this storyline bring them back together or is their relationship doomed to fail?
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Y/n Pov: 
Summer, 1996 
It was the summer of 1996. I had just enlisted myself into a wrestling school. I was excited of course since I've always found the spirit very interesting. I had found a job in a boutique that actually paid me pretty well. Everything was going great. But that was just the beginning for me. 
My boyfriend, Kurt, had done bigger things than me that summer. He was going to participate in the Olympics. It was a big deal for him, since he had been training  months for this.
Kurt and I had met in highschool. He was this shy, nice kid. The kind you would definitely bring home to your parents. We met during a school dance we both attended, well actually we were dragged to it by our friends. He saw me sitting alone at my table, came over and we started talking. I know it sounds like your typical teen movie moment but who cares, here we were six years later and still together.
Kurt had come by to visit me and my family, before he was off to Atlanta. It was after dinner when we decided to sit on the porch. 
"Are you just gonna stand or are you gonna join me." I said, sitting on the porch swing, looking at Kurt, standing there as if he was a statue.
"What about your dad?" Kurt asked. You see Kurt always was afraid that my dad would rip him apart if he saw me and Kurt touching or even sitting next to each other. I always told him my dad was just overreacting and sitting next to each other wouldn't make me pregnant. 
"For the love of god, Kurt, it's not like we're gonna have sex on this porch swing." I said. He looked at me and plopped down beside me.
 "On second thought, that would be hot." Kurt said and I slapped his arm. 
"So-" I said. "Tomorrow is the big day." 
Kurt sighed. "I'm having second thoughts about this." 
I looked at him. "You? Kurt Angle, the man who trained his whole life for this, the man who ran up a hill with someone on his back, the man who was too busy training to call me-" 
"Alright, no need to be an ass kisser here." 
"I'm not kissing your ass, I'm just saying what I saw." I said. "Kurt, you can't give up, you were too invested in this." I garabed his face and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I believe in you." 
"Ew cooties." He said in fake disgust. 
"Oh shut u-" before I could finish his lips were on mine.
"Thanks for believing in me." Kurt said and gave me a small kiss on my neck. 
"You know just a minute ago you were afraid to sit next to me and now here we are making out on this thing." I said. 
"Shhh, you're ruining the moment." He said as he kept kissing my neck. He worked his way up to my chin and then my cheek until he reached my lips. He then suddenly stopped.
"Oh shit, I have to go." He said and stood up. I walked with him to the stairs. As he was about to leave  he turned around and gave me one last kiss. 
"Make me proud." I said. 
"I will." Kurt said and kissed me one more time. He then walked to his car. And that would be the last time I saw Kurt Angle.
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March, 2000
The WWF. Listen, This was the number one company I wanted to work for, since I started wrestling. Sure the other two companies were interesting too but wwf was the game in town. So when a great friend of mine said that i should try it out, i went and now here i was sitting backstage of Smackdown. I've only been with this company for a year, so I was still trying to work my way to the top. 
I was currently in a storyline in this sort of friendship storyline with Molly Holly. The whole thing was centered around Crash Holly thinking I would betray Molly someday and that she trusted me too much. The story itself was fun but I felt that I could do much better than this one.
"Man it's hotter than a bitch."  I heard a voice behind me. It was Lita, who sat down next to me with a plate full of cookies. 
"The weather man said we could expect hotter than this."  I said. 
"You watch the weather, lame." She said and took a bite out of a cookie.
"No, it's not lame, it's educational." 
"Oh really? How?" 
"You learn about the weather." 
"Listen, the sun shines everyday, even I can tell you what the weather is gonna be like." Lita said and stuffed another cookie in her mouth. Just then Trish Stratus sat down in front of us, holding two ropes. 
"What do I wear tonight, this or this?" Trish said, holding up a red and yellow rope. Besides Molly, Trish and Lita were the two girls I became very close with. One my first day they were the first two people to talk to me and show me around. Ever since then we just clicked.
"They both look terrible." Lita said.
I hit Lita on her arm. "What happened to the black one?" I asked. 
"It's in my bag but I wanted to try something different, ya know, a lighter color." 
"Just stick to the black one." Lita said. I rolled my eyes.
"Listen, these ropes are pretty, okay the yellow one looks uhm- 
"Like shit." Lita said.
"No, it looks fine and the red one looks-" 
Okay I had to admit they were terrible looking ropes but I just didn't want to tell Trish that since she was a bit too happy to show them to us. 
"Admit it, they look horrible." Trish said
"Alright you got me." 
"Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have trusted the new tailor Matt sent me too ." Trish said.
"Matt Hardy?" I asked.
Lita almost choked on her cookie. "Matt? Trish, there are reasons why he and Jeff wrestle in jeans." She said. "And never take advice from Matt or Jeff, you'll end up in an even shittier situation." 
I snickered. "Listen guys, I gotta go and get ready before Molly kills me." I said. The girls waved goodbye to me and I walked out of catering. On my way to.the dressing room I noticed someone walking the opposite direction. I said someone because I knew who it was. It was the one person I was trying to avoid since the first year I came here. The one and only, Mr. Gold medalist himself, Kurt Angle. 
It had been four years since we drifted apart. Why? Heck i didn't even know why either because right after he won that medal things went downhill for us and one day he just disappeared out of my life.I was hurt. Deeply too. But I kept my chin up and worked on myself a bit more. 
As we passed each other I looked in his direction and he looked in mine. And for a split second it felt as if we were strangers. No hello. No waves. Nothing, we just passed each other like it was nothing. 
Part of me wanted to walk over to him and slap him but I always said to myself: "y/n, just let it go." 
Besides, I was here to make my career, not get back with the man who dumped me. As I passed him, I let out a sigh. I just hoped to never ever pass him again. 
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@aritamargarita @diesels-jacknife @rainchyna
A/n: enjoy yall
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fruitjedi · 9 months
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Aw man! I love you more!
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Buck paced outside of the fire station. Eddie was grabbing his stuff after a brutal forty-eight-hour shift and Buck was driving him home. Buck also happened to be planning to confess his undying love for Eddie.
See, Buck had been planning not to say anything but they had gotten a call where two best friends got in a car accident, and after one of them died the other one completely lost it, crying into Buck’s arms about how they just wished they could have told their best friend. And from the truck bombing to the well to the shooting to the lighting strike Buck and Eddie had almost died countless times (and Buck had actually died once) and Buck wasn’t going to wait anymore he or Eddie could die tomorrow for all Buck knew.
So Buck was going to do it. He was going to tell him. He had a speech planned out and everything and then Edmundo fucking Diaz had to ruin it all.
Eddie walked over to Buck and kissed him. It was a chaste kiss. Simple and sweet. It made Buck’s blood boil.
He pulled away and looked Eddie in the eye seething “Fucking Jesus”
Eddie looked at Buck sadly “Oh I'm so sorry I thought- Everyone says you like me- I guess I misread the flirting”
Buck stepped closer to Eddie and put an arm around him “Wait what? No, I’ve definitely been flirting with you. I’m just angry I didn’t get to say my speech. It was a good speech too I’ve been planning it out since the car accident call”
Eddie laughed “Well I’ve been going around asking people what I should do to tell you I’m in love with you since that call”
Buck gasped “You love me?” 
Eddie checked his watch “Carla’s probably gonna drop Chris off soon though so we should probably get home., To be continued?”
Buck nodded and grabbed Eddie’s hand to walk to the jeep together. 
They drove to Eddies in Bucks jeep and after Christopher was dropped off they played a game of Monopoly. It wasn’t until that night that they got to talk about what happened earlier.
Buck was grabbing blankets to sleep on the couch when Eddie came over and grabbed Buck’s hand. “Hey, What are you doing?” Eddie asked surprised 
Buck shrugged “Grabbing blankets to sleep on your couch cause your son asked me to stay”
Eddie laughed “Well that’s not happening, I’m decreeing a ban on sleeping on the couch”
“A ban on sleeping on the couch?” Buck chuckled out
Eddie nodded “Yes, Because you're never sleeping on the couch again”
“I’m not?”
Eddie shook his head “Nope, cause your going to tell me the speech you have prepared
and I’m going to be so moved by it I’m going to kiss you and tell you I love you and make you sleep in my bed”
Buck’s eye’s widened at the second declaration of love “So earlier-”
“Didn’t happen. This is your moment to shine”
Buck took a deep breath “Eddie, Edmundo. Ever since the moment we met. No ever since the moment I saw you in the locker room and thought “wow that’s a gorgeous man” I’ve loved you. My god I love you. My biggest regret in life is all the women I’ve dated in recent years instead of you. Instead of getting you. Loving you. Kissing you. I want all of that. I want to be a family the three of us. You, me, and Chris. I’ve been too afraid to say anything, afraid that I’d mess up our friendship but today with the best friends, and the missed opportunity changed everything. The girl crying made me realize that life’s too short to be afraid. Life’s too short to be afraid of falling in love. I love you, Eddie. I want to spend our whole life’s together. You are it for me. You are the love of my life.”
Eddie stepped forward to the point where he and Buck were sharing air “Evan, I love you. I love you so much. You are it for me too”
Buck kissed him. It was more hungrily than earlier, less chaste more sloppy and dirty. It was everything.
They didn’t kiss for long as they were both exhausted from the call but they kissed long enough to get the desire out of their systems. Buck let Eddie drag him to bed and there sleeping in Eddie’s bed pressed up against Eddie’s back Buck felt at home.
A couple of hours later near the middle of the night, Buck woke up from a dream panting. It was a dream where even though he had Eddie. He didn’t have him. They had gotten in an accident and Eddie died and all Buck could think about was how he had Eddie. He loved Eddie. But Eddie wasn’t his. 
He woke Eddie up “Eddie, Eddie wake up”
Eddie woke up in a startle “wha- is everything ok? Is Christopher?”
Buck laughed and grabbed Eddie’s hand to rub slow circles in it “Everything’s fine. I just had a bad dream and it made me realize, Why waste time? Why waste any time at all? We’ve been basically dating for years. Dating doesn’t seem like enough at this point. Why not get married? Why not be each others in every sense of the word”
Eddie laughed “As crazy as you sound at-” Eddie checked the clock “Two am, You do have a point. Plus it would be hilarious to walk into work Monday engaged , Ok let’s do it. I’ll marry you”
Buck leaned over and kissed him smiling and sleepy 
“But babe, can we please go to bed?” Eddie asked after a while
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lethotep · 3 months
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okay so like, I know that I'm the person who tries to never demonise characters because I know everyone is someone's favourite, so even if I don't like a character I don't talk shit and if I write them in a fic I do my best to treat them fairly...
but I feel like I might break this stance with N/ia, because there are so many small things about her that set off potential alarm bells.
And I really want to utilise the details in her story/character to project those feelings onto my builder.
The person she describes in her letters to us goes against who we see the builder to be. In ways that make it seem like she was very much in charge of the friendship and dominated the relationship in a way that pushed down any self-expression on our end that didn't work with what she wanted.
Her playful meanness, joking about how we abandoned her, and constantly talking herself up while putting us down...
The way she inserts herself into our parents' lives after we leave and says they replaced us with a "smarter, more beautiful, kinder version of you".
Her complaining that we never listened to her if we didn't do what she wanted...
Her writing about us "falling" out of a tree and missing school for a week and her being "jealous" about that...
And later writing that we were so annoying and terrible at climbing and that we'd fall out of the trees all the time and go home crying to our ma...
And like, given that in-game my builder is constantly climbing up rockfaces, jumping down into ancient ruins, parkouring all across town etc
I'm just gonna say it
I think Nia used to push us out of trees.
I think she's the reason we missed a week of school due to a presumably broken bone. I think she constantly gaslit us about what she did to try and make us forget. And the reason why we apparently would always pretend we hadn't been climbing trees with her when we went home crying was because she was our only friend and we were afraid of getting her into trouble.
I think she's part of the reason why the builder eventually decided to move to a dying town in the middle of nowhere, hoping to finally get some space to become our own person...
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gl4ukopis · 8 months
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Songs that remind me of Iwaoi
Animal by Neon Trees
Here we go again
I kinda want to be more than friends
Tongue tied by GROUPLOVE
Oh, take me to your best friend's house
I loved you then and I love you now
Mr Porcelain by Jude York
I've never been so close
To such pretty things
And it hurts to be only of earth
Mr porcelain doll
Mr instagram scroll
Mr flatter me enough
Just to keep me on my toes
Make you mine by PUBLIC
Well, I will call you darlin' and everything will be okay
'Cause I know that I am yours and you are mine
Doesn't matter anyway
In the night, we'll take a walk, it's nothin' funny
Just to talk
Put your hand in mine
You know that I want to be with you all the time
Space song by Beach House
It was late at night
You held on tight
From an empty seat
A flash of light
It will take a while
To make you smile
Somewhere in these eyes
I'm on your side
Boy will be bugs by Cavetown
I just turned 14
And I think this year I'm gonna be mean
Don't mess with me, I'm a big boy now, and I'm very scary
I punch my walls, stay out at night, and I do karate
Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny
But when he loves me, I feel like I'm floating
When he calls me pretty, I feel like somebody
...
You will always be my favorite form of loving
Pretty Face by PUBLIC
Are we enough?
Do we measure up?
Are we enough?
Do we measure up?
Such a pretty face, you see her walking around
Oh, she's such a pretty face
Still into you by Paramore
Can't count the years on one hand
That we've been together
I need the other one to hold you
Make you feel, make you feel better
It's not a walk in the park
To love each other
But when our fingers interlock
Can't deny, can't deny you're worth it
...
I should be over all the butterflies
But I'm into you (I'm into you)
And baby even on our worst nights
I'm into you (I'm into you)
Mystery of love by Sufjan Stevens
Like Haphaestion, who died
Alexander's lover
Hey there Delilah by Plain White T's
A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
And we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Somewhere only we know by Keane
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Jenny by Studio Killers
I wanna ruin our friendship
We should be lovers instead
I don't know how to say this
'Cause you're really my dearest friend
The Story by Conan Gray
And when I was younger
I knew a boy and a boy
Best friends with each other
But always wished they were more
'Cause they loved one another
But never discovered
'Cause they were too afraid of what they'd say
Moved to different states
Christmas Kids by Roar
You'll change your name, or change your mind
And leave this fucked up place behind
But I'll know, I'll know
I'll know, I'll know
I'll know, I'll know
I'll know, I'll know
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Zutara - letting go
After a brutal battle with Ozaatu and the red lotus. Zuko suffered some minor injuries, the gaang helped out and were hiding out in a lodge.
Katara: "How do you always get hurt the way you do?"
Zuko: "(chuckle) Guess I'm just a sucker for pain."
Katara looked sad.
Katara: "I can't help but feel like I'm the one to blame."
Zuko: "What are you talking about?"
Katara: "Zuko, I'm always put in a situation I can't get out of and you are always there to get me out, jeopardizing your own life while doing it!"
Zuko: "I could just leave you to get hurt or die couldn't I? It's my choice and I promised myself I'd make the right ones. and I’ll always do it knowing your safe. I actually have a chance at saving you, I'm taking it. I'm not abandoning you like I abandoned Azula because I'm an idiot."
Katara: "You are not an idiot."
Zuko: "You know of the mistakes I made and called me out on it. No holding back. I always gave credit to my uncle about changing my ways but I believe you yourself made me better in your own way, even if you didn’t know it. In a way. You saved me too."
Katara: "Zuko I..."
There eyes got caught in contact, unable to break. They leaned fearlessly and there mouths caught into a kiss.
Aang’s eyes widened with shock. He wasn’t sure why, he already opened his last chakra and he told Katara his romantic feelings are gone but a part of him still surprised. His hand clutched and he closed his eyes. His mind wondered.
Patik voice: (Once you open this chakra, you will be able to go in and out of the Avatar State at will and when you are in the Avatar State, you will have complete control and awareness of all your actions. The Thought Chakra is located at the crown of the head. It deals with pure cosmic energy, and is blocked by earthly attachment. Meditate on what attaches you to this world. Now, let all of those attachments go. Let them flow down the river, forgotten.)
Aang voice: (Yangchen said I'm supposed to latched on my earthly tethers, she was wrong. The moment all my chakras became open, at first, I was lost, and I was afraid I would always feel that way. But instead, a sense of calmness and true freedom has come over me, I'm no longer at war with myself and I see things more clearly. I’m no longer capable of harboring any romantic feelings for you. I’m sorry, but we could never be. My affections were never real, and they always clouded my judgment. I was wrong to risk ruining our friendship because of my desires. It’s better this way, that way I can truly embrace my role as the avatar. I’m not gonna keep letting fear stop me. I’m done running from who I am.)
Roku voice: (My wife, Ta Min, was actually not an earthly tether, but something else. I call it, the beacon of ascension. It is a person who is most special and most important to the avatar. The light within the darkness and the one to inspire you to achieve balance and your true potential and vice versa. Give yourself time Aang, you beacon of ascension is out there. This being is very rare and will sometimes appear when you least expect it.)
Aang eased his hands, took deep breaths and opened his eyes. He made a tiny smirk of the new couple.
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The Bachelorette: Episode 20 - Parlez-vous Français?
Welcome back to The Bachelorette! Now Aja will go on her fantasy dates with Bastien and Ryan, then it will finally be time for her to send another bachelor home and select the final three who will have a shot at her heart. So, who will be the final three? We’re about to find out...
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Bastien of course goes above and beyond, and takes Aja on a romantic hot air balloon ride, a prince charming as always. 
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Bastien: You’re not afraid of heights, right? Aja: Bas, you know my only fear is worms. I’m SO excited! I’ve always wanted to do this!! Bastien: Well, I live to give you everything you want.
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Up and away they go, literally on top of the world! What a beautiful view of the jungles. 
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B: Aja, I brought you here to this view to show you that I truly want to give you the world. I know I can be seen as overbearing or as you say ‘extra’ but this is because when I love someone it is with my entire being. There is nothing I would not do, no lengths I would not go to, to show you that. A: I know, Bastien. Things have been so confusing lately, but you’ve always done so much to show me how much you care. B: It’s true. I’m happy to see we can finally begin to right the wrongs of the past.
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A: Hold up. What do you mean by that exactly? ‘Right the wrongs of the past?” B: It’s just a saying, ma chérie. It sounds better in French. What I mean to say is that since I have known you, I’ve known that we were meant to be here, on top of the world together. A: It is pretty nice. Maybe you’re right.
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While Bastien and Aja are on their date, the guys back at the Bachelorette Pad think they should do some exploring of their own. Zeke checks in with Ryan to see if he wants to join in on the fun. 
Z: X’irron’s never seen a frog before, so I’m gonna help him look around the jungle and see if we can find some. Wanna come? R: You guys go ahead. I feel shitty today. Z: You good? R: …Can I like, confide something in you?
Ryan tells Zeke about his polycythemia vera (Remember, from Episode 4? The rare cancer he has that makes him have too much blood?) and how Atticus had been helping him with it. Since that arrangement ended, Ryan’s symptoms have gotten worse, and he admits to being worried he won’t have the energy for a fun jungle adventure date. The thing is, Ryan’s symptoms weren’t even that bad before Atticus, so he’s not sure why he’d feel this sick after. 
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Z: Shit man…I’m sorry. Did he maybe turn you and you’re transforming or..? R: Definitely not. Atticus’s coven is really serious about ‘protecting the bloodline’ or whatever, so he would never turn me. I could be literally about to die and he wouldn’t. I mean, not that becoming a vampire is the most IDEAL way to cure cancer but it’s fucked up that like even as a hypothetical — never mind. Stupid Z: Hmm…Ryan, do you want advice or just support right now? R: Ugh. Fine. Advice. Z: So, mental health can also affect you physically and make health conditions you already have worse. Some people will get seriously ill or progress in sickness if they’re under a lot of stress, or depressed, or something traumatic happens to them, or they lose someone important- R: Yeah no, I’m pretty sure it’s because of the overproduction of red blood cells in my bone marrow.
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Z: Alright man, well, take it easy and let me know if I can do anything for you. R: Thanks, Zeke. And…I guess I like, really appreciate you and value our friendship and I’m glad you’re here for me or whatever. Z: Aww, Ryan! Not you openly expressing your feelings and being emotionally vulnerable! R: Not you ruining it. Have fun with your frogs.
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After their date, Aja takes Bastien back to the Fantasy Suite. It’s 3 for 3 so far - you go, girl! 
B: Sit and have some champagne with me. I know it’s premature, but we should celebrate finally making it to the end of this game, no? A: I actually brought you back here because I really need to talk to you. In the balloon, you said something about ‘righting the wrongs of the past’ and I figured out why it rubbed me the wrong way - That’s exactly what Cooper told me that you said, and I didn’t believe him. And I STILL don’t know what it’s supposed to mean. Bas. What’s going on? Seriously. B: Cooper is a known liar who uses his buffoonish charm to avoid critique, mon amour. Don’t tell me you’d consider taking his word over mine. A: I just wish I could know CONCRETELY what was said. He said you were talking to your agent - can we call your agent? I’m sorry, I just need a third party to confirm. B: My agent only speaks French. A: But he’s from LA-
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B: Aja, you need to stop overthinking and take my word. 
Honestly this is ridiculous. Aja’s right - it would be SUCH a better conflict if somebody got #exposed. I want my ratings spike, so we need a REVEAL!! We dropped the ball not hiring a French translator, but SOMEBODY on this crew has to speak French. Right??? Like, come on. If anyone in this room speaks French, I need you to say something NOW before the network pulls the plug on season 2.
???: Um, I actually speak some French…I studied abroad in Paris.
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Aja: Wait, what?
Sorry, who are you again? 
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“I’m Rylie, um, I’m a PA? I brought you coffee this morning? I’m sorry I didn’t say anything earlier, but the 2nd AD told me that PAs are supposed to be a kind of a seen not heard thing and I didn’t wanna get in trouble or overstep…” 
Okay, someone go tell the 2nd AD he’s fired. Rylie, congrats. You’re our new translator. 
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Rylie, who’s an absolute gem by the way, goes through some of our footage that we weren’t able to translate and brought the truth to light once and for all.
Turns out, Bastien’s mom wasn’t critiquing Aja, she was DEFENDING her! She didn’t have a single negative thing to say about Aja, and in reality was telling Bastien that he needed to drop his grudge and move on. She told him that what he was about to do would ruin his reputation forever. Bastien told her that he was doing what he had to do, and that it would all work out in the end.
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Bastien was telling the truth about being on the phone with his agent talking about his tour, but he’d omitted a LOT of details. Cooper was right- Bastien was planning on getting Aja to choose him so that he could reject her, and make her see that she wasn’t as perfect as she thinks. Turns out Aja rejected his elaborate proposal to their senior dance in high school, and he’s had it out for her ever since. The scandal was sure to make his Cherie tour the ULTIMATE topic. 
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A: Are you KIDDING me?! That was a decade ago!! B: You humiliated me in front of the whole school! You deserve to feel how I felt. You should have realized that I could have been the best thing to ever happen to you, but you were too vain and stupid to see what was right in front of you. A: You’re completely insane. You knew I was going with someone else, and that I HATE elaborate promposals.
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“Aja, it doesn’t have to end this way! We can end up together for real-”
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“Don’t touch me!! It’s over, Sebastien. I mean it. Pack your shit and get the fuck out. Tonight.” 
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“Fine. I’ll leave. But just remember this - one day you will come to realize that missing out on Bastien Cupidon is the worst mistake you’ve ever made.” 
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“God damnit. I can’t believe I let the narcissist lead me on for this long. And the worst part is, it means we were never really friends. He was always just waiting for his chance. Ugh, this is so so fucked up.”
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The next morning, Aja invites the remaining bachelors back to her suite so she can explain the situation. 
“Hey guys, thanks for being here. So, there was an incident last night and I unfortunately had to send Bastien home on the spot. That means there won’t be a rose ceremony this week because I already know who didn’t belong here. I don’t want this to take away from the experience though! I’m still really looking forward to spending the day with Ryan - wait, hold up—
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Aja: — Does anyone know where Ryan is?? 
Neither X’irron nor Zeke are sure. The last time anyone’s seen him was when he told Zeke that his symptoms were getting worse. And he did look pretty worse for wear…  
Aja: Oh my god…did something happen to him?! Where is he?!
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Next Time
Set in: episode 2 + episode 6
Summery: Bucky and Sam find their happy ending together.
"Why did you give up that shield?" Bucky asked.
"Why are you making such a big deal out of something that has nothing to do with you?!" Sam replied.
Bucky was furious, nothing to do with him?! Steve was his best friend. "because..." He said, trying to find the right words. "Because it was the last thing that was left of him. And he gave it to you!"
"So is it all because he gave the shield to me? Is it all you being jealous?" Sam was screaming at this point.
"What!? No! I'm not jealous! I don't want that shield!" Bucky said, trying to convince Sam, and maybe himself too.
Sam looked at him, now it's too much, he really thinks he's the only one that misses Steve! "So why do you care so much about it!? Why do you think you're the only one hurting!?" Sam yelled.
"Because I love him!" Bucky yelled back without thinking. Bucky's eyes widened, he didn't mean to tell anyone that, especially not Sam.
Sam looked at him, angrier than ever "and you think i don't? we all love him, Bucky. The whole country is mourning".
He's gotta be kidding right?? "no sam. I love him" bucky said, dragging the word 'love' as if it'll give him enough time to run away and avoid this conversation.
Sam looked at him with a puzzled look "I don't think I understand"
Bucky looked at him with sad eyes, almost crying, he really didn't want that conversation, especially not now, especially not with Sam and a random stranger judging him.
"Oh" sam said, finally understanding "I didn't know, I'm sorry"
Bucky looked at the floor, avoiding Sam's eyes "it's okay, nobody did".
Sam was surprised to hear it, he must've told Steve, right?. "you never told him?".
"Never had the chance" bucky said "Back then it was a crime. I wasn't going to risk our lives for this. And now, I don't know, i just never told him.
"Why?" Sam asked.
Bucky was shaking his leg so hard he thought he was going to make a hole in the floor. "i tell myself that i couldn't because i wasn't myself, and that i couldn't because it would've hurt him, and that i didn't have the chance. But i think the real reason is that I was scared" Bucky answerd.
"Scared of what?" Sam asked "Hate?"
Bucky thought for a second, what was he really afraid of all of this time "maybe a little. He said "But i think what i was really scared of was being alone again. I was scared that if I'll tell him and he doesn't like me back, I'll ruin our friendship." Bucky was practically crying at this point. "I'll lose the only person I had and I'll be all alone. Again".
"That's..." Sam said "Tough".
"Yeah, it is." Bucky responded. "But i think i learned my lesson. Next time I'll say what I have to say before it's too late. If there'll be a next time"
"There will be." Sam said. "Im sure of it".
"I hope you're right" Bucky said, still not fully convinced.
"I am" Sam said, with a smile.
"Why are you always so sure you're right" Bucky said.
Sam's smile got wider. "Because im always right".
"Yeah yeah, Whatever" Bucky said, with a chuckle.
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"Why didn't you use the metal arm?" Sam asked.
"Well, I don't always think of it immediately. Im right handed." Bucky responded. He thought for a second, was he really going to tell him? "Hey Sam" Bucky called "Can we talk?".
"Yeah, what is it?" Sam asked.
Bucky thought for a second, he can still back down. No! he's doing it. "Like, In private?".
Sam looked at him confused. "sure".
They walked to the kitchen, to have a conversation Sam couldn't imagine, and Bucky couldn't stomach.
"What were you gonna say?" Sam asked.
"Hmmm.." Bucky hastated, he can still say something else and avoid this whole thing. "I need to tell you something".
"What is it" Sam asked.
"Well" Bucky said, thinking about all the different countries he could run to after this conversation. "I don't really know how to say it".
"Just say it already" Sam said impatiently.
It's now or never, and how Bucky wished it would be never, but he has to do it, he promised himself. "Well I..." he said, trying to find the right words.
"You're what?" Sam asked, getting more and more impatient by the second.
"Will you shut up for a second!?" Bucky yelled, annoyed with Sam's impatience. "I'm trying to tell you that i think I'm in love with you" he finished, his eyes went wide and he covered his mouth with his hand, he didn't mean to say it like that.
Sam looked at him surprised but calm "you are?" He asked.
"Yeah" Bucky said quietly, thinking he ruined their friendship.
"Well" Sam said, making Bucky's heart miss a beat. "that'll be a first, but I'm willing to give it a go".
"Wait really?" Bucky said in complete disbelief.
"Yeah, why not" sam said.
"Well" Bucky said happily "i told you I learned my lesson, didn't I?"
Sam looked at him and said smugly "and I told you there'll be a next time, didn't I?"
"You're so annoying when you're right" Bucky said.
"And you love me for it" Sam said while laughing.
"Yeah yeah, whatever" bucky said laughing as well.
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