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IG STORIES — (park jongseong)
pairing. bf!jay x reader
genre. fluff
I wish i could meet 5 year old me, and 5 year old me specifically because that little bitch bit into a candle and my aunt had to remove it from my mouth like a dog who’d just eaten chocolate
€ for a bad memory that still haunts them
This time Hyperion had caught up with them good. They were surrounded and couldn’t escape them this time. “Return Project Quetzal to us,” Hyperion demanded.
“No fuckin’ chance!” The duo was going to have to fight their way out in this one. But unfortunately, they weren’t both going to make it. “STEPH!” They took him down. They won. Jay had to get out of there. He wanted to take him with him, but he couldn’t.
He was gone.
Jay’s entire world was gone. And they were going to pay.
✢ for a good memory that makes them smile
Any good memory Jay remembers will more or less make him upset rather than smile.
⌆ for a story about their family/home life
Twins are supposed to be close. Supposed to share this kinda hive-mind kinda thing. Not us. We grew up as two separate beings. We were never close. We never shared shit.
Jared was the good one. The normal one. The perfect one. He always got his way. Always got what he wanted. Everyone loved him, fawned over him, thought he was just the greatest thing. Super popular, all that shit.
I was the broken one. The one everyone avoided. Never got what I wanted or asked for, so I just had to figure out how to take what I wanted for myself. Everyone would talk, so I gave them even more to talk about.
Of course, I always got scolded, talked down to. The only one that ever tried to help me was my counselor. It was kind of his job, though.
They tried to dull me down. Numbed my mind with medication that just made me fucking feel like a walking corpse.
Of course I got fed up with all this shit. Fuck them.
ღ for a drabble about a romance/their love life
“You have been flirting with me relentlessly since day one, you know,” his blonde-haired coworker pointed out.
“I.. Yeah, I have, huh? That’s weird. For me. I’ve never flirted with anyone before in my life. It’s just, you, I can’t help it. You’re just.. damn, you’re gorgeous.” What the hell is talking suddenly? What the hell in general?
“As you’ve pointed out many times,” Stephen chuckled.
“Well, yeah. Cuz it’s true. And damn, you have a way with being.. I mean, just watching you is like, mmh!”
He chuckled again, “you’re not so bad yourself. In looks and brutality.”
“Yeah? I mean, yeah. Course I am.”
“Hmhm, you’re so cute. So I take it you’ve never had sex before, either?”
“Uhhhhh,” Jay shook his head. He felt a bit embarrassed about that. “W-wait, are you askin’ me to-?”
“Yes. Do you want to?”
Ho damn. “K. I mean yes, yeah.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take it easy on you, being your first time and all.”
“Oh, hey, please, don’t worry about takin’ it too easy. Please.”
And another chuckle. “Follow me.”
〆 for a childhood story
The small boy was throwing a huge temper tantrum again, throwing things around the house and pounding and stomping. “Ow! MOOOOOM! DAAAAD! HE’S DOING IT AGAIIIIN!” the other one called out after getting hit by one of the thrown objects.
A blonde woman with blue eyes, their mother, finally makes it over, trying to stop Jay’s flailing and hushing him. “Come on, Jay. It’s all right. Are you getting tired, yet?” she said, picking him up once he finally stopped.
“Mmph.. Jared keeps saying things to me that I don’t like,” he complained as she carried him to his room.
“I know. I’ll talk to him about it, ok.”
“Ok.”
Rose kept him calm, humming and singing to him until he fell asleep.
