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The (fake) True Crime Documentary description for next week's episode: This week, we take a look at [. . .] And in the background, we will see the early stages of a budding romance in action between 2 LAPD officers caught in the middle of the case.
Lucy: Oh, is this about you and your new officer boyfriend, Jackson? I didn't know he was involved in this case
Jackson: I— he— he's not— Lucy!!! Come on!
Lucy: What?
Jackson: Do you seriously not know?
Lucy: What are you talking about?
Jackson: *exasperated noises*
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cupidoargiades · 5 years
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interrupted questions (part one)
A/N - @reallyfancytrash asked: i NEED interrupted questions to be a full fic pls its too good - and guess what? i kinda wanted it to be a full one as well :) i wanted to make the first part a bit quick, so it wouldn't become boring from the get go but just ignore that ok pls thank u :') love yall
TW: angst, (future) grim backstory, mental illness
summary: one of kihyun's bad habits is talking over you when he gets anxious. usually you don't mind; it lets you know when he needs comfort, but when he starts doing it more often than usual you can't help but feel like something really bad is continiously bugging him. you decide to investigate, but you end up accidentally exposing his longest held secret to his family and friends. now that he's closed the chapter of you and won't talk to you out of embarrassment, can you still find a way to get him back in your life?
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"when will you be h-"
"5 o'clock, on the dot." he immediatly responds, looking up from the kitchen counter he was making his breakfast on. he looks around, catching your gaze and flashing you a smile, before getting back to his breakfast.
"why so nervous?" you ask.
"felt like someone was staring at me, sorry" he said, a slight shiver in his voice. he smiled again and shook his head. "but it was just you! can you maybe- tell me when you enter the room next time?"
you nodded and smiled, bumping his hip with yours so he would scoot over a little and give you some space to make breakfast as well. "sure, i can, if it helps you" you say softly. a short silence falls as you open the fridge to look for something to drink.
"it does a lot.." he whispers under his breath, taking his plate and moving it to the dining table. for the rest of the morning he's oddly silent, contrary to his usual behaviour. he keeps flashing anxious smiles at you when the two of you lock eyes.
you didn't see him for the rest of the day, but when you came home, he was already there. "yo, kihyun," you say loudly down the hall. "i'm home!" you continue, kicking off your shoes, hanging up your coat and stretching yourself out.
faint sounds of footsteps come closer, until kihyun is at the other end of the hall, red face, clammy, and anxious; as if he had just cried his eyes out. "hey..," you say in a soft and gentle voice. "are you okay..?". slowly stepping closer to him, he interrups you. "stay right there or- or i'll hurt you!" he says, grabbing a key from the tray on the cupboard next to him.
"what's going on..?" you ask in a concerned manner, doing as he told you; stepping back a few feet as you held your hands in front of you.
"you're out to get me, huh?"
"w-.. what do you mean..?"
"you secretly really hate me and you think i'm weird, so you- made some sort of-.. some sort of weird conspiracy! you, hyunwoo, and-.. and minhyuk too! every single person on earth!" he stammers, shaking his head at you in disgust.
"you all act like it's fine, but you talk shit behind my back and you're the reason why i fail at school! you all convince the teachers to give me bad grades and all! i'm done with all this bullcrap!" he says, raising his voice until he's shouting.
"it doesn't just- wreck me physically, but-.. but mentally, t-too! so stop targetting me- please..! i-..i beg you..." he says anxiously, breaking down slowly until he became a sobbing mess on the floor, kneeling as he buried his face in his hands and wiped his face now and then.
it took a long while for him to calm down, and you even rang hyunwoo and minhyuk so they could come over and help you. kihyun eventually kind of trusted the three of you, and agreed with going to bed early that night to avoid any more misunderstandings. of course, telling kihyun he was acting weird didn't really affect him; he only called you delusional liars as a result.
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weird 'episodes' like these are things he gets more often these days. he already did it when you met him, but was quite lowkey back then. it was usually him getting scared if you came back home early, or he tried to answer your questions immediatly and apologized if he couldn't. one time you tried to ask him about it, but each time he sounded like he genuinely didn't know what you were talking about.
nowadays, as time went on, his problems became bigger and bigger; yelling at you for no reason and calling you names, or even worse, not recognising you as the kind, upbeat and supportive person you always are. it was devastating to see it all happen, but now you decided it's finally time to do something about it.
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minhyuk places a hand on your shoulder as he notices you're about to burst into tears. "it's okay, you can let it out if you feel like it.." hyunwoo mumbles before you break down, hands covering your face. "i- i have to do something about this.., but he won't believe anything i say..!" you stutter, taking a deep breath as hyunwoo rubs your back.
"its gonna be okay," he says. "we'll help you tackle everything" minhyuk adds, in which hyunwoo nods and smiles. "we're gonna help you figure everything out, i promise" hyunwoo continues, causing your heart to slow down.
hyunwoo smiles empathetically and asks you where your laptop is. "oh- i'll get it for you, one second.." you say, sniffing a little before getting up to pick it up from the dining table. "here you go," you mumble, handing it over to hyunwoo. "what do you want to do with it..?"
"google his behaviour and- i don't know, try and find out if he has a mental disorder? i'm no psychologist but i know for sure he's not okay" he says, turning the laptop to you so you can unlock it.
minhyuk nods. "yeah, i studied psychology and like- i'm basically a certified psychologist and i can tell you for sure he has a mental illness." he confirms. you sighed and shook your head. "i feel so bad.. i haven't done anything until now..! it's been three goddamn years and-"
"paranoia." minhyuk says, holding up his finger. you could almost see the light bulb turning on above his head.
"what..?" you and hyunwoo mumble.
"he's paranoid. i know for sure- woo, look up the symptoms of paranoia real quick."
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"so-.. this may be sudden," hyunwoo says carefully, looking at you and minhyuk to try and see if you agree with what he's saying. "but we're calling you so we can find out what happened with kihyun." hyunwoo continues, gaining nods from you and minhyuk.
"what..?" you softly hear across the phone.
"well- okay. so, i don't know if you know, but we found out kihyun is severely paranoid, and since you're his brother and all.., we uh.." hyunwoo says, trying to find his words. minhyuk takes the phone and sighs. "we thought that, since you're kihyun's brother, you could tell us a few things about his life before he moved out. it can help us find out what triggered kihyun's paranoia." minhyuk easily says, causing you to give him a short thumbs up and a smile.
"yah! why should i tell you?! try sticking your nose into other people's business-"
"i'm a trained psychologist, sir. i know for sure that your brother is mentally ill. if you want help, it can become very expensive very quickly. i can do it for free because kihyun is my best friend, but i can only help him if i know more about him and his past. he's never told me."
a silence falls, followed by a sigh.
"fine, but i can't be on the phone for a long time," kihyun's brother says. "my dad's coming home soon."
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stop-yanderedev · 5 years
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so yall really didnt listen at all did you? poor fucking okona, man, i may not agree with her but you freaks need to stop sending her asks like the ones shes getting IMMEDIATELY after i told yall not to do that. this shit is NOT ok by any means and @oka-and-kokona-against-bullcrap doesn’t deserve this shit at all
that being said, no this is not circling back to us. we didnt send anons after you, we didnt imply you were a pedophile, and we very certainly dont believe you are one. all asks about it were met with “???” or “proof please or we dont care” so dont act like its us pointing the finger saying “look at her! shes a pedo!” like lets be fuckin real. youre 19, lets get a fuckin grip with reality for a minute and realize that.
im heated because you imply again and again that we did exactly that, and even after X apologies to you and X amount of posts clarifying no, we didnt believe it, we wanted proof, etc etc, you continue to post like its our fault. shit man, i get it, iwe dont like each other. i get it. its easy to blame other people and we aaaaall do it, but like i said before lets get like, a LITTLE bit of a grip.
especially after you messaged me on my personal like we were buddy-buddies? if you have a problem, message me on my main again like you had no problem doing. theyre always open to you and anyone else.
to end this long ass post that no one read because for some reason you guys always seem to do the wrong thing, DO NOT SEND HATE MESSAGES TO ANYONE WE DEBATE WITH OR DISAGREE WITH. it only makes our community look bad, and its fucking embarrassing all around. get over yourselves- if youre gonna send hate, say it with your fucking chest and at least come off anon so people can block you like the pussies you are! bwah bwah!
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