Injuries and accidental exposure lara raj x fem!reader
From this ask!
Warning ! Foul words, idk like hospital visit or sum shit help me out here guys i havent posted in a month
Disclaimer ! Everything written here is pure fiction. Every person is not a real portayal of themselves.
Now playing ! Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex
WC — 1.36K
Synopsis ! Sophia, your sister, received a call from the hospital. She was told you were injured, and in panic, immediately told the other members and their manager they were heading to you ASAP. One of her members however, seemed a tad bit more worried about you than she was.
TRANSLATIONS (For non-Filipinos)
“You’d think she was Yn’s sister”¹
“Sister”²
“Can you calm down!”³
A ding from Lara’s phone alerts her of your reply. The girl furrows her brows at your text, contemplating whether she should come visit you instead.
The girl couldn’t help but let out a soft giggle, unable to resist your “loser charm”— or at least that’s what you call it. Lara thinks it's just you being cute though.
“Girls! Back to practice, hurry up we don’t have all day!” Sohey says as he claps his hands to catch everyone's attention. Lara gently puts her phone down, preparing herself for another seven hours of nonstop practice.
This was going to be a long day.
Lara lets out a breath of relief after she chugs down on her water, nearly choking on it. Megan snickers at Lara’s near death experience, never missing the chance to tease her best friend.
“Calm down Lara, nobody is stealing that water from you.”
Lara rolls her eyes and nudges Megan by the shoulder.
As Lara tightens the lid of her water bottle back on, Sophia suddenly receives a call, catching everyone's attention. The Filipina mumbles a short “Sorry” before answering the call.
“Hello? Yes, that’s me.” Sophia said with a polite and confused tone, clearly unsure of what the call was about.
Her mood however, suddenly drops. A look of concern and dread on her face.
“Sophia? What’s wrong—?” Before Daniela could finish asking, Sophia immediately pockets her phone.
“We’re going to the hospital.” Everyone could clearly tell this was serious. Sophia was not one to make jokes about leaving practice after all.
“Hospital? Who’s at the hospital??” Yoonchae asked as Sophia and the others grabbed their bags.
“My sister is in the hospital.”
Lara felt her heart drop.
You were at the hospital? What the fuck happened? Were you okay?
Thoughts of the worst possible outcomes plagued Lara’s mind.
She snapped her head to Sophia,
“Yn? What happened to her?!” Lara was panicking. She knew you haven’t been feeling well for the past week. She should have gone to check on you.
“A motorbike accident. Someone hit her as she was crossing the road.”
“WHAT?! WHICH HOSPITAL IS SHE AT?! WE’RE GOING RIGHT NOW.” Lara stormed out of the practice room along with Sophia, the other members following close behind.
Lara was too worried, too concerned for the well being of her girlfriend to notice the way Sophia looked at her.
“I understand being worried for my sister… but why is she so— affected? Akala mo naman sya ung ate ni Yn.” Sophia thought to herself.¹
Even the other members were a bit bamboozled. Lara seemed to care too much— maybe even more than Sophia. Your own fucking sister. Megan and Manon couldn’t help but throw suspicious glances at Lara as the two entered her car.
Lara immediately took off, almost going past the speed limit. She swears that if she ever meets the driver responsible for your injury— then they better pray someone is there to hold her back.
Because if it ever happens, then he isn’t going to jail. She is.
You were just patiently waiting for your sister to arrive. You were informed she was going to be visiting soon— and with other people too. You assumed those “other people” would be your family, so you didn’t really mind.
You looked around the room, thinking about what you were supposed to say to your ate. You knew she was going to flip.²
You had broken a bone, an obvious fat cast on your right arm. The doctor had informed you it wasn’t that bad, but you still needed about a month to heal. You sighed.
If Sophia wasn’t going to kill you first, then the homework that would slowly pile up will.
And Lara?
Lara was definitely going to cry and stay with you until dawn.
But that’s probably after Sophia and the guests—who you assume to be your family—leave.
“I’ll just call her to let her know when to come.” You thought to yourself.
Your thoughts however, were interrupted by the loud creak of your door being forced open.
There, you saw Sophia. Great. She was here and you still had no idea what excuses you were going to spout.
But then you looked behind her, and you saw…. Megan? Manon…?? Katseye…???
That meant…
“YN!” Lara shrieked as she rushed to your side—sitting next to you on the bed—cupping your face and tilting your head left to right, trying to check for any injuries on your face.
“Lara? Why are you here?” It was only then that Lara noticed the cast on your right arm. You could already feel the tears on her eyes start to develop. You knew her too well— she was going to cry if you didn't comfort her right now.
“Lara look, I’m okay I promi—” You were quickly interrupted by Lara. Your girlfriend presses her lips onto yours, as she gently caresses your cheek with her thumb.
You went along with it for a second, but then your eyes dart to the right. And you see your fucking sister, staring at you and Lara, mouth wide open.
Oh shit. Right. The other Katseye members were here.
You were going to protest, to ask her to stop, but Lara only pulled away to kiss you elsewhere. She kisses your cheeks, your nose, your forehead— anywhere she could possibly reach.
After a solid ten seconds of showering you with kisses, the girl stops and hugs you, burying herself in the crook of your neck.
You were glancing back and forth at Lara and the other Katseye members.
“I— I thought something really bad happened to you when Sophia got that call.” Lara sobbed, voice cracking.
That was when you snapped back to your senses. Who cares if Katseye was watching? If ate Sophia was watching?
Lara was more important. Your sweet, soft, beautiful girlfriend— the one who is currently crying in your arms right now.
“H—hey I’m okay…” You tilt Lara’s face to meet yours, “See? I’m okay. Don’t cry.” Lara leans in for another kiss before someone interrupts.
“WOAH, okay, yeah enough of that.” Everybody turns their head to Sophia. Her brows were furrowed, a slight frown on her face.
“First off, what the hell is going on here? Explain to me why the fuck you’re kissing my sister like your life depends on it Lara. And second, get off of her! She’s very obviously tired and you're pouncing on her. You could hit her cast! And lastly—”
“Ate! God, kumalma ka nga!” Sophia’s eyes widen, before she moves closer to you, an eyebrow raised. Lara sits up, realizing that she just made out with you in front of her members. You two were cooked beyond belief.³
“Okay. Let’s hear your explanation.”
You took a deep breath before you spoke.
“Me and Lara are dating. I know you’re disappointed I haven’t told you yet, but I have my reasons ate.” Sophia’s eyes softened. She knew you weren’t exactly that comfortable with being vulnerable— especially near family members. It was a mentality most Laforteza kids had to grow up with. Including her.
“I promise we treat each other well.”
At this point, the other members had already taken a seat on the room's couch. Sophia picks up a chair near the table, and drags it next to your bed before taking her seat.
“Are you two happy?”
The question caught you and Lara off guard.
“Yes!”
“The happiest I’ve ever been.”
Sophia sighs, a smile on her face.
“Then that’s all I needed to know.”
Relief flooded your senses. You didn’t know how Sophia was gonna take it— it’s not exactly normal to be dating your sister's band member. But she was thankfully okay with it, even though she seemed a bit skeptical. You could live with this.
You looked at Lara, eyes hopeful. Sophia and the other members were probably going to bombard you with questions later.
But everybody knew not to— at least not yet.
You didn’t expect to go public like this, but it worked out anyway. Better than you thought it’d go.
I was all over her , daniela avanzini x fem!reader / sophia laforteza x fem!reader
A valentine special with @ceeaann!!
Warning ! Foul words, harassment, mentions of drinking and also not proofread
Disclaimer ! Every person is not an accurate portrayal of themselves. Everything written here is pure fiction.
Synopsis ! You and Daniela's friendship hang on by a thread, after Daniela's crush, Aaron, had started courting you— even though you had never consented to it.
Now playing ! Friends by chase atlantic, I was all over her by salvie palth
A/N : Sorry about the vague ahh synopsis I genuinely cannot think of one rn so we gotta live w this
Collab masterlist !
WC — 7.05k
Daniela subconsciously tightens her jaw at the sight of you and Aaron together. The girl scoffs, and stuffs her books into her locker. Lara, her best friend, whistles at Daniela’s sudden burst of annoyance.
‘’Girl you good?’’ Lara says, a giggle accompanying her words. Daniela looks to her left, and sees Lara with a smug smile, also stuffing her books into her own locker.
‘’It’s just Y/n and Aaron again.. Ugh.’’
You were one of Daniela’s best friends, and you still are, but ever since Aaron, Daniela’s crush had started courting you, the Latina started drifting away, your friendship hanging by a string.
Daniela, who had told you about her crush on the boy, felt disappointed you allowed him to court you. But you were just too nice to stay mad at, too unimaginably sweet towards Daniela. So the Latina could do nothing but mope about her crush courting you.
‘’I mean, Y/n is nice but like.. I told her about it! I wanna stay mad but she’s so sickeningly sweet, I just couldn’t.’’ Lara indulges Daniela and while the two of them were only a couple meters away from you, they didn’t notice the uncomfort you tried your best not to show out of kindness.
There you were, getting pestered by Aaron for the nth time today. The boy hovered around you like some sort of annoying fly. You felt bad calling the boy that, but he just couldn’t take no as an answer for some reason.
‘’Come on Y/n. Please? Just to lunch this saturday, I pinky promise I won’t bother you for the next few days… unless of course, you want me to.’’ The 6’1 boy says as he offers you yet another rose. Good God, this was like what— the third time he’s tried this week? And it was fucking Tuesday.
‘’I already told you Aaron, I can’t. Can you please stop pressing?’’ You said as you closed your locker with a bang, and Aaron’s smug smile falters for a second, before strengthening itself.
‘’It’s fine. You’ll say yes soon.’’ The boy winks, and heads back to his friends. You wanted to roll your eyes, but your social status was at risk.
Aaron was the schools star quarterback, good looking, tall, and confident. He was every girls ‘’dream’’ guy. That however, didn’t affect you one bit. Because you already had somebody you liked, and this guy just wasn’t picking up on that.
You turned away from him, and noticed Daniela and Lara just a couple meters away from you. You took initiative to wave at the two, with a sweet smile on your face. Lara waves back at you with the same enthusiasm, but Daniela had this awkward vibe around her as she tried to return your gesture.
You turned away, saddened, but you knew why. Daniela told you she had a crush on Aaron a couple weeks ago. Ever since the brown haired boy had started bothering you, Daniela began to maintain distance. It hurt you. Did she really think so little of you?
Besides, she knew you liked someone else. Someone who definitely wasn’t Aaron. As you walked away, someone put their arm around you all of a sudden, and the scent of fresh citrus perfume notified you which one of your friends it was.
‘’Megan! You twat, I almost fell!’’ Megan rolls her eyes, telling you being overdramatic wasn’t a lifestyle. If someone paid you to pummel this girl right now, you would do it for free.
The ginger continued to ramble on about how her physics teacher was an asshole for making them do a paper on rocks. “Goddamn rocks Y/n! Can you imagine me reporting that? Oh yeah, rocks are hard and cool and bland.” To which you replied with,
“He probably meant minerals, Megan. Not straight up bland rocks you idiot. Were you even paying attention?” Megan looked at you with a blank expression. Good God there was not a single thought behind those eyes.
“You're probably right but I don't wanna give you the satisfaction so I'm gonna say you're wrong.” You sighed. Megan was like this every day, so you weren't even surprised anymore.
As the ginger continued ranting about her day— which was kind of crazy because its only been a couple of hours since school had started, and the fact that this girl could ramble about three classes was interesting. You wanted to study how her brain works.
Megan noticed you were too quiet— the sassy attitude you always had just wasn't there. So the ginger paused, and you knew she was silently signaling you that if you wanted to talk, she was listening. You sighed, beginning your rant.
“Aaron’s… all over me again. Daniela has been avoiding me more and more, and it's starting to piss me off. I never even allowed Aaron to court me, yet she's assuming I did! I've been trying to tell her, even saying it straight to her damn face. But for some reason she still thinks I said yes to Aaron in some way. Good God, after being friends for years, you think she'd notice I didn't like men!! Much more, that I like her!!!” Megan patted your back, knowing the whole Daniela situation had been disastrous for you.
Megan stops, and you continue walking. After a second or two, you notice the girl was a couple steps behind you, just frozen there.
“Megan? Why'd you stop—”
“I JUST HAD THE GREATEST IDEA IN HISTORY. Y/N L/N KISS ME RIGHT NOW!!” The ginger yelled, in the damn hallway. You looked around, embarrassed for the both of you. You hurried to her and slapped the back of her neck, reminding her to behave in public.
Other students in the hallway laughed, but most barely noticed, already used to Megan's antics. She was popular as a “class clown”, so it wasn't new to them at all.
You then told Megan to drop her “million dollar” idea. The girl snickered, and replied,
“What if… hear me out… you… move on!”
Oh my God is she asking— no, begging for a taste of school floor right now?
“Megan Meiyok Skiendiel.”
“No no, hear me out! At least try. If it doesn't work, it doesn't. If it does, it does! Try giving someone else a chance. I know like 10 people who'd be willing to be your carpet.” Megan said as she raised her hands in defense. You narrowed your eyes, and rolled them right after.
“Fine. I'll… consider it. And these people you're talking about better be women. I swear to God Megan, if you recommend men to me, I'll fucking kill you for real.” The ginger saluted, and the two of you continued walking to class, talking about whatever on the way.
It has been a week since you and Megan had that conversation in the middle of the school hallway. The girl said she's been thinking about who to send your way, and honestly? You were starting to open up to this idea. Maybe it would do you some good to at least try.
You were sitting on the cafeteria table alone, waiting for Megan and Yoonchae, the recent exchange student who Megan practically adopted, to arrive. Finally, the two were within view, but much to your very unfortunate luck, so was Aaron. Oh you could feel the gaze from behind you. You just knew Daniela was probably giving you dirty looks right now.
“Hey sweet pea!” The boy waves at you, and you physically cringed. Who the fuck calls their crush “sweet pea”?? Your friends looked behind them and saw that Aaron was also on his way to you.
As the two arrive at your table, so does Aaron. The brunet brought you chocolate milk, to which you say thank you. The boy responds by flirting with you yet again.
“You're welcome pretty.” The boy rushes off to his friends as soon as the interaction was over. And once he was out of earshot, you slid the chocolate milk to Megan. The ginger took it with a smile, thanking Aaron for being sweet yet stupid.
Daniela watched the whole interaction from a distance, mildly annoyed but also slightly confused. You didn't like chocolate milk, so why didn't Aaron know that? Good God, he should do his research.
“She likes strawberry milk, not chocolate milk…” The blonde whispers to herself, which Lara catches.
“How'd you know that?” Daniela looks up, meeting Lara's gaze.
“Because we've been friends for years? It's common knowledge once you get close to her.” Lara gives Daniela a suspicious look, and hums, letting the matter go. Lara hit Manon, the girl right next to her, with her elbow. Manon, annoyed, drew her attention away from her phone.
Manon silently asked, “What?!”, and Lara signaled to you and Daniela. Manon rolls her eyes, whispering,
“She'll figure it out soon enough.”
Back at your table, Megan was yapping about, you and Yoonchae stuck listening to this monster yap like her life depended on it.
Everything proceeded as it always did, when all of a sudden, Sophia Laforteza, one of Megan's friends, approaches your table.
“Room for one more?” Sophia said as she pointed at the seat next to you. You weren't sure if it was Sophia being friendly, or if she was someone Megan sent your way.
You glanced at Megan, and her small snicker gave you your answer. You thought about it for a moment.
Sophia Laforteza, the student body president. Kind, smart, and amazing in every way. Was she seriously into you? It seemed too good to be true.
Even if you hadn't moved on from Daniela yet, the girl's grip on your heart still as strong as ever, you were willing to try.
“Yeah, take a seat.” You said as you scooted a couple inches away. Sophia sends you a warm smile, and takes her seat.
“So, what were you guys talking about?” Megan answers before you could, telling Sophia it was about her recent math class with stupid groupmates. Yoonchae rolls her eyes, telling Sophia there was no set topic. Just whatever Megan thought of at the moment.
After a couple minutes of talking, Megan decides the food she bought today wasn't enough. The ginger said she'll be right back, and Yoonchae joins Megan, saying she wants more mango juice.
That left you all alone with Sophia. It was now or never.
“So.. Sophia.. did Megan really, uh— send you my way?” Awkward silence filled the air, and Sophia broke it with a sweet giggle.
“Yeah, she did.” You let out a soft and silent laugh as well, before pausing and looking at Sophia seriously.
“I don't know if you knew this, but i already like someone else and—”
“You wanted to move on, yes? I know Y/n, Megan told me. And I quite frankly don't care. I'll woo you in every way possible, so don't worry your pretty little head about it, yeah?” Pink was an understatement. You were probably as red as a cherry right now, especially because you didn't expect Sophia to be so flirty.
You pulled yourself together, reminding yourself its only been a few minutes since you’ve started talking.
“You’d have to try really hard then.’’ Sophia looked at you with a soft smile, staring at your eyes with a sense of longing.
“What made you think I wasn’t going to give it my all?’’ Okay, being flustered was totally not your thing. The two of you continued talking, a slight tension appearing every now and then. Until finally, Megan and Yoonchae arrived with more food and drinks.
Daniela, Lara, and Manon got up from their seats, already finished with their food. Daniela glances at your table, and sees you chatting away with Sophia. The Latina pays no mind to it, thinking it was just friendly interaction. But Lara, however, noticed. The Indian, always equipped with the best instincts when it comes to love, easily noticed the way Sophia looked at you, the way she seemingly gravitated towards you, and the way her overall body language basically screamed “I LIKE YOU!!’’.
You walked by Aaron, already prepared for the boys pestering. As if on cue, Aaron calls your name, and you reluctantly turn around.
“Y/n! Hey! Wait up!’’ The boy jogs towards you to catch up, and offers you a piece of paper. You look at him weird, until you realize it was his fucking number.
“Look.. I just very recently realized we’ve never exchanged numbers. Just hit me up, I’m free for you any day baby girl.’’ You laughed awkwardly, and tried to end the conversation, but Aaron kept pushing, telling you to just say yes to his date planned for Saturday.
Just as you were, once again, gonna turn the boy down, Sophia unexpectedly stepped in.
“Hey Y/n! Oh and… Aaron. Hi. Sorry, I have important matters to attend to with Y/n, can I take her away for a while?” Sophia had this stern and commanding stare, accompanied with a friendly smile.
Before Aaron could respond, you clung onto Sophia's side, and told Aaron you both should really get going. When the boy asked why, Sophia sternly responded it was “personal matters”.
After a couple minutes of walking away from the boy, you let go of Sophia's hand, apologizing.
“Uh… sorry. And thank you.” Sophia told you it was nothing, and followed up with a question.
“It's fine, really. Also, if you're comfortable with it, why is he still bothering you? I heard rumours about you and him, saying you agreed to the courting. The interaction I just witnessed says otherwise. Mind telling me why?”
“I honestly don’t know why he keeps persisting. I very clearly said no, multiple times even. Guess he never really got the hint.’’ Sophia hummed,
“Just let me know if you need help. I’ll be your knight in shining armor.’’ The Filipina said with a light and joking tone, softening the once tense atmosphere.
“Oh, gladly. I can’t believe men like him actually exist.’’ You sighed, and shaked your head.
“Let’s change topics. Why’d you approach me?’’ Sophia shifts her gaze to the direction they were heading.
“I noticed you were uncomfortable. I didn’t have anything to tell you, just thought you needed some help.’’ You nodded, thankful for the girl's help.
“C’mon, I’ll walk you to class.’’ The girl said as she held her hand out. You took it with no hesitation, a smile appearing on both your faces.
It was currently 11pm. An ungodly time to be out and about, especially at some random person's party. You weren't exactly the party type, unless you of course, had some steam you needed to blow off.
But today wasn't that type of day. You had no problems to run from, no nothing. You were dragged by Megan and Yoonchae to attend this party hosted by— what was their name again?
Jennifer. You were at a party hosted by a friend's friend's friend, Jennifer Huh.
In all honesty, if you could, you would have left this place ages ago. But you couldn't say no to Megan's puppy eyes, asking you to pretty please drive her home.
Now, you weren't exactly sure where the ginger was right now. She and Yoonchae had left you by yourself about an hour ago.
You were just sitting there, at the corner of Jennifer's house, looking lonely— like some sort of lost puppy.
All of a sudden, some random guys approached you.
“Hey, you lonely?” Said the one with a haircut rivaling the horridness of a bald cut. Honestly? You'd rather go bald than have… whatever haircut he had.
“Let's have some fun, miss.” Another guy said. You took one look at his horribly dyed hair. Was this supposed to be blonde? Or was he going for the dog pee color? You shifted uncomfortably in your seat.
From a distance, Daniela could be seen looking at you and the men with a frustrated glare. You seemed to be uncomfortable, so the Latina moved closer to the whole ordeal.
The third guy grabbed your hand, and you tried to pry him off you, your fight or flight instinct so close to applying itself to the situation.
“Let me go—!” Daniela's eyes widened, and just as the Latina was about to run to your side, Sophia makes it there first. Like the night and shining armor she claimed to be.
“Hey, she told you to let go.” Just as the men were about to argue, they recognized her as the student body president, and didn't persist, leaving as soon as they realized.
Sophia looks at you with a worried look, carefully examining your body for any wounds or scratches.
“Are you okay? Did they hurt you?” You nodded, tears threatening to fall. Daniela slows down, the girl letting go of a breath she didn't even know she was holding.
Sophia cupped your face, and tilts your face to the left and right. The Filipina sighs, relieved the men didn't do anything worse before she arrived.
Daniela looked at you and Sophia with a cold stare, and subconsciously strengthens her fist. She didn't know why she was so annoyed. Maybe it was because of those boys harassing you. Daniela walks away from you two, thinking you'd be fine because Sophia was there. But deep down, Daniela, in the back of her mind, had thought,
“You'd be safer with me.”
But the Latina pushed it down, thinking it was the booze getting to her.
Back with Sophia, you were so overstimulated. You just went through two hours of constant loud music with no one to talk to, and all of a sudden, you had gotten harassed. You wanted to go home so bad, and Sophia, ever the observant person, picked up on that.
The Filipina wiped a tear threatening to fall from your eyes, and spoke in a gentle tone.
“Hey, it's gonna be okay. Here,” Sophia extends a hand to you, “Take my hand, and I promise I'll take you away from all of this.” You mouthed a thank you, and gladly accepted her help.
Within minutes, Sophia got you out of that God forsaken party, and led you to a park nearby. The two of you sat on the swings, the silence of the night as comforting as it could get. Sophia understood you needed some time to yourself, but stayed. Knowing that sometimes, words weren't needed to comfort someone. Just her company alone should have some effect.
After a few minutes of calming down, you break the silence.
“... Thank you. I can't thank you enough.” You turn your head to face Sophia, but the Filipina, for some reason, had her eyebrows furrowed.
“Don't ever thank me for that. It was a normal way to handle things. I'm hurt you even thought you'd have to say thank you.” Sophia relaxes her eyebrows, a soft and slight frown neatly displayed on her pretty face.
“Still— thank you.” Sophia humms, acknowledging your gratitude.
The two of you just sat there, under the beautiful moonlit sky, peacefully swinging on the swings.
After what you thought to be a couple more minutes, you realized how late it had gotten. You hurriedly checked your phone, and saw a text message from Megan, saying,
“Hey girl so u kinda left me here so I'll js grab a lift from fine shyt 😛 and don't you worry I'll tell you ALLLLL about it tomorrow. Peace out xx” You sighed in relief.
“Hey.. Soph? It's getting late. We should get going now.” Sophia felt her breath hitch. You've never called her any sort of nickname before. And “Soph”? It hit right in the best way possible.
“Yeah, you're right. I'll… I'll get a taxi now. See you soon, Y/n.” The Filipina immediately stood up, and quickly opens her phone, hoping to mask how flustered she currently was.
As the Filipina was about to leave, you grab her arm,
“Or you could… hitch a ride with me?” You say as you pull your keys out, dangling them in front of Sophia's face.
“I can drive you home. It's the least I can do— especially after what you did today.” You noticed a slight tint of pink on Sophia's cheek, a slight smile finding its way to you.
“Yeah… that would be great.” Sophia reaches her hand out, and you take it,
“Well then what are we waiting for?” You say as you lead the way. Sophia was thankful you were leading this time, unable to see the blushing mess she currently was. The sudden change in demeanor was a bit freaky, but she liked that about you. She was sure of that.
You were chilling on your bed at 10 am in the morning, when all of a sudden, a text from an unknown number had sent a notification on your phone.
“Hey, is this Y/n?”
You furrowed your brows, who the hell was this? When all of a sudden, you remembered how you and Sophia had exchanged numbers last night, as you dropped her off at her home. You sent a reply, not too chalant, but not too nonchalant either.
“I’m assuming this is Sophia?’’ After a couple seconds, you get a reply back.
“Yes. I know it’s kinda shitty to do this on text, but are you free today?’’ You looked at the calendar hanging on your door. As far as you were concerned, the fact that you were currently still in bed, at 10 am in the morning, meant you were as free as a highschool student could possibly be.
“Yes.’’ You sent a follow up text,
“Are you taking me out on a date Laforteza?’’ It took a while, but your phone buzzed, indicating a reply.
“You caught me there, but yes, I’d very much love it if you’d be so kind to yk say yes?’’ You giggled at how dorky Sophia could be.
“12 at Angelina’s? Yk that new café down the street from school?’’ You looked at the clock. It was currently 10:12 am. You had enough time to prepare. So as you got up from bed, you sent Sophia a final text.
“Sure.’’
Sophia stood outside of the café, patiently waiting for you to show up. And as if on cue, she sees you approach her. Sophia felt the world stop.
There you were, walking towards her with a stupidly cute and soft smile on your face. You were wearing an oversized blue football jersey, exposing your left shoulder as it hung, your bra strap visible. You had baggy jeans on, white shoes accompanying them.
You were now only a foot away from Sophia. You were apologizing about being a bit late, but it fell on deaf ears. Your glasses. Sophia had never seen you wear glasses before, and oh God did she wish she had. You looked so… breathtaking.
“...ello? Hello, earth to Sophia? Are you upset about me being late?’’ Sophia shaked herself out of whatever homosexual trance she was in, and actually paid attention to you. She can’t believe such a simple outfit had her drooling like she was some dog.
But now that you had this slight pout on your face, genuinely worried if you had upset the raven haired girl, Sophia reminds herself why she was so enamoured in the first place. If the cuteness aggression she had towards dogs was strong, the cuteness aggression she had for you right now was definitely stronger.
“Uh… no no, it’s not that. You just look..’’ Sophia looks you up and down, “Amazing.’’ You blushed, telling her flattering words won’t get her anywhere.
“I beg to differ, because my flowery words have gotten me this date with you, hasn’t it?’’ You giggled,
“Whatever floats your boat Sophia.’’ Like clockwork, Sophia extends her hand for you, and you take it. The two of you enter the café, and spend the rest of the afternoon together.
You stood at the entrance of Disneyland. It's only been a couple minutes since your original meeting time has passed.
“Y/n!” You heard your name being yelled by Sophia, and turned around, wondering which direction the girl's voice came from.
And there she was, in all her glory, with a cute oversized red sweater that fit her in all the right ways, accompanied with some light oversized jeans.
You jogged towards her, and giggled at her choice of clothing.
“What's so funny?”
“A sweater? Sophia, it's the middle of the day in Los Angeles. You're gonna start sweating before we even enter a single attraction.”
“Wha— I can't choose what I look good in okay?!” You both entered the gates, a soft atmosphere surrounding you two.
After what seems to be hours, you and Sophia were now right in front of the roller coaster attraction. To say you were scared shitless of roller coasters was an understatement.
“I.. I don't know Soph. I can’t..” Sophia looked at you endearingly. The Filipina proceeded to speak to you with a soft tone.
“Hey, we don't have to if you don't want to. But… will you trust me on this?” Sophia extended her hand, with her stupid cute doe eyes. How could you say no?
So with a heavy heart, you took her hand, and stepped on the roller coaster. As the two of you strapped on, Sophia kept her fingers tangled with yours.
“Just hold on to my hand. If things get too scary, then squeeze them, okay? Don't worry, I'm here.” You nodded, as you mumbled small thank you.
Needless to say, you hated the ride. It was scary, dangerous, and overall not your thing. But maybe, just maybe— maybe it was worth it. Worth it to see Sophia smile like a little kid, giggling after you had gotten off the ride. A smile you couldn't help but return.
It's been about a month since you've been in a situationship with Sophia. Needless to say, you've been happier these past few weeks. But no matter how much Sophia was around you, Aaron, the dumb asshole he always was, still hasn't gotten the damn hint.
“Why are you playing so hard to get?” You were not in the mood for this. It was 8 am in the morning, and you had woken up on the wrong side of the bed.
“Look,” You faced Aaron, as you held your math and science books in your hand. “I'm not in the mood, Aaron. Just leave me alone.”
Aaron let out what seemed to be a mocking laugh, and grabbed your hand as you tried to walk away.
You accepted your fate, too tired to actually give a fuck, when all of a sudden, two people appeared by your side, slapping Aaron's hand away.
Those two people were Sophia and Daniela.
Sophia you expected, given the Filipina has been doing so for the past few weeks you've known each other. But Daniela?
The Latina hasn't spoken to you in weeks, almost as if you've never known each other at all. It was quite funny really. But you somehow managed to pull through— all because Sophia had been distracting you from the hard truth.
Daniela stepped forward, pointing a finger at Aaron, rage written all over her face.
“Don’t you ever lay a hand on her. You fucking mutt. Learn your damn place.’’ As Daniela was confronting Aaron, Sophia checked your wrist, and noticed red marks left by Aaron’s tight grip on you. Oh she was livid.
Both Daniela and Sophia were seething from the way Aaron had just treated you, and you know… free will?
“Oh please, I wasn’t doing anything wrong! Your friend over there was just playing hard to get.’’
“Listen here you—’’ Before Daniela could finish her words, Sophia stepped in.
“Veronica. Kaylee. Rhianna.’’ You and Daniela looked at Sophia with a confused stare. What the hell did they have to do with this?
But for some apparent reason, Aaron looked like he wanted to shit his pants.
“You want me to list more names, Aaron Williams? I know more shit about you than your side hoes do. So get your shit together, and never approach Y/n ever again. One more action— one more stupid little spectacle, and I will make it my life's mission to get you kicked out of this damned school. Am I understood?’’ Silence filled the halls, and after a few measly seconds, Sophia spoke again.
“I said, Am I understood!’’
“Ah— yes! I'm s—sorry.’’ Aaron stumbles with his words, and leaves the scene as quickly as he could, scared shitless, not wanting to face the consequences of his actions.
You sighed, glad the whole ordeal was finally over. The two girls shifted their attention to you, worry visible on both faces.
Daniela slightly opens her mouth and closes it almost immediately, as if she had wanted to say something but held back. Sophia however, did not hold back.
“Are you okay? Did he hurt you any more than that?” You reassured Sophia, but the Filipina couldn't stop worrying.
In the midst of it all, Daniela stood there, right next to you and Sophia. But for some reason, it felt as if she was watching from a distance— like she didn't belong there. You looked so happy, and the Latina felt her presence there was not wanted.
It was, after all, her who had started avoiding you for getting harassed by that man— albeit not knowing what he was really like, or that you had never consented to the “courting”.
If she could take it all back— she’d do so in a heartbeat. Daniela felt as though she was extending her stay, so after taking one more look at you, Sophia cupping your cheeks and you telling her you were really fine, the Latina quietly stepped back.
Daniela watches you from a distance, hanging out with Megan, Yoonchae, and Sophia. For some reason, Daniela felt so… weird.
The Latina stares at her hand— the one she used to slap Aaron’s hand away from yours. She doesn’t know why she’s been thinking about it so much. Aaron was straight up harassing you— her friend—so of course she stepped in! Even if she liked him! But for some odd reason, calling you just a friend hurt.
She tries to shake herself out of it, but her eyes land on you, currently getting spoon fed by none other than Sophia Laforteza. Your friends were cheering her on, looking at you two like you were the sweetest couple in the world.
Her stomach twisted. Daniela thought about all the times Aaron was around you— all the times she felt “jealous” of you being courted by Aaron. But now that she was watching you and Sophia, now that someone else had suddenly been too attentive towards everything you say— been too sweet for her liking, Daniela second guesses it all. Did she truly like Aaron? Yes. But was that uncomfortable, gut wrenching feeling of jealousy directed towards you?
Daniela took a few short breaths. It hit her like a train. She wasn’t jealous of you— she was jealous of Aaron.
The light in Daniela’s eyes disappears once she sees you look at Sophia in a certain way— like you were starting to fall for the Filipina. Daniela grits her teeth, a pained expression visible on her face. Lara, who was right next to the Latina, asked what was wrong.
“It’s nothing Lara.” Daniela’s reassurance made Lara worry even more. She never calls her Lara— only Lars or some other teasing nickname like “Dumbass” or “Bitch”. So Lara knew this was serious.
The next few weeks were devastating for Daniela. The sudden realization of her feelings for you was crushing enough— but the fact that Sophia was now openly courting you intensified her heartbreak.
On the other hand, things have been going well for Sophia. She’s finally able to pursue the person she’s been liking for the past few months— the only reason why she didn’t do so in the first place being the fact that you explicitly made it clear you were not interested in a relationship.
But after Megan Meiyok, your friend, approached her and let her know you were in the market— the Filipina jumped at the chance.
After you had told her about your feelings for someone, although she did not know who you liked so much, Sophia sympathized with you. She made it her mission to make you fall for her— to be the one you admire the most.
And with every date, every conversation, every time you had accepted her hand—trusted her— Sophia was sure she fell even more in love, if that was even possible. You were amazing, kind, reassuring, and the only person who had her heart. The past few months she’s spent with you were by far the best in her life. Your laugh, your smile, your stupid doe eyes— had her captivated.
Sophia wanted nothing more than for you to be hers— and for her to be yours.
It was currently the music festival, and you were with Megan. Megan, the hyper little bitch she was, had been running around trying stuff from different stalls. Just a couple minutes ago the girl had eaten food with peanuts in it, her peanut allergy kicking in.
“This has… what now?” Megan awkwardly laughed, looking at the food in her hands with an obvious bite on it, and the person selling.
“Peanuts girl— it’s got peanuts in it.” Your jaw dropped, and just as you were about to call school staff, or maybe even run around trying to find anyone with an epipen, Megan brushes it off.
“Oh its fine, I’ve got an epipen with me. I came prepared.” With a smug and confident smile, Megan takes another bite out of the cake. You had no idea how this girl was still alive.
It was in fact, not fine. Her peanut allergy kicked in almost immediately after the second bite, and Megan began scrambling for her epipen. She struggled, only to find it at the bottom of her bag. You swore you were going to kill her before her allergy gets to her first.
It was starting to get late, the sky turning into a familiar dark shade of blue. You and Megan walked around a bit more, and reached the middle of the festival. Here, everyone was gathered to watch what seems to be a performance of some sort.
“The festival is coming to an end, so we'll be finishing it off with a bang!” The singer says, and their drummer starts it off with a “1 2 3 4!”
All of a sudden they started playing what seemed to be Tokyo Ghetto. Their lead singer had started singing in Japanese, which was to be expected since he himself was supposedly Japanese. Some girls yelled his name, squealing. “Oh my god Ni-ki!!”
You were vibing with the music, until you suddenly felt a hand on your shoulder. You turned around, a bit spooked, only to find Sophia looking at you with a gentle smile.
You returned her cheerfulness, and the two of you just stood there, admiring the music. In the middle of it all, fireworks had suddenly started popping, which scared you. You hated loud noises— especially if you didn't know they were going to happen.
Your breathing started getting faster— more erratic than you wanted it to be. You didn't notice how or why, but you were starting to get overstimulated.
No, scratch that, you already were overstimulated. The fireworks were just what sealed the deal.
Sophia noticed your discomfort almost immediately. Sophia gently tilted your head to face her. You looked at her with a confused and tired face. The whole going around campus had you exhausted.
Sophia looked at you with a worried but gentle smile. She softly covered your ears, mouthing, “Let's go?” You nodded. Of course she came to your rescue once more. You shut your eyes, hoping to get away from all the noise.
Sophia quickly grabbed your hand, and dragged you away from the crowd. After a few minutes, you were both now in the parking area, far away from where all the ruckus was.
Sophia gently tapped your ears, and you slowly opened your eyes.
You were met with Sophia, looking absolutely ethereal. Even under the moonlit sky, her beauty was still visible— rivaling even the moon itself.
You calmed yourself down, feeling thanks to comforted Sophia's presence.
Sophia took a deep breath, and started speaking.
“I… I know this isn't the best time Y/n, but still. I just— I wanted to let you know. I know it's obvious that I like you, but…” You look at Sophia. It felt too early. You liked the girl, yes. She's been nothing but understanding and amazing— but.. but Daniela.
“I love you, Y/n L/n. I want you to know that I love you. Even through all my hectic schedules, sleepless nights, you've been the only thing I could look forward to. Day and Night I think about how lucky I am to have had the chance to even be your friend, much more this. I'll treat you as my world, if you promise to treat me as yours. So, Y/n L/n, will you take my hand, and accept my faulty but sincere confession?” Sophia reaches out her hand, hoping— praying you'd take it.
But you hesitated. An image of Daniela suddenly appearing in your mind— her sweet smile, the very one you fell for all those years ago, flashing as a memory.
Sophia took one look at you, and knew your answer. You've never hesitated in taking her hand. So she knew. She knew your answer.
Sophia sighs, and puts her hand away. Just as you were about to say sorry, the Filipina cuts you off.
“Don't. It's not your fault. I don't want nor do I need your pity.” Despite the sadness written all over her face, a tear threatening to fall, Sophia shot you a reassuring smile.
“You still like her, don't you?”
With an ashamed nod, you bit your lip and mumbled a yes. Sophia raised your head to look at her straight in the eye.
“Hey, I'm gonna be fine. You know me Y/n. But if you're gonna reject me this way, all because you couldn't move on and still continue to mope over someone you haven't even confessed to, then I just feel mocked.” Sophia's face turned serious,
“So you better get with Daniela, or else I'll kick either you or her in the shin.” Sophia laughed it off, but the guilt was starting to overwhelm you. Sophia noticed you were now shaking, and noticed how cold it had gotten.
The Filipina swiftly takes off her varsity jacket, and places it around you. She pats the jacket down, just so it could fit you perfectly.
She reaches her hand out, and looks at you with a pained smile.
“Let's head back?” You hated how considerate she still was. How she ignored all the pain she felt when you had rejected her— all because she prioritized your feelings first. You nodded, and took her hand.
It's been a week since the music festival. Sophia was still kind to you— too kind. To the point where no one knew about what had happened, except Yoonchae and Megan until she told her other friends.
Sophia was still your friend, so she greeted you, Megan, and Yoonchae more often than not.
Daniela has been in and out of it lately. She's been wanting to confess to you the moment she realized her feelings, but she knew she had to mend your friendship first. So here she was, with Lara and Manon, currently seated at your table. She apologized to you a couple days back— but she knew she had to do more.
Daniela has been by your side for the last few days, hoping to make amends. You hated how easily she can just slip back into your life, how easily she could just barge back into your heart.
As the whole table chit and chattered, everyone in some sort of conversation, Daniela handed you a note, and mouthed,
“Open it later.” You nodded, wondering what it was about.
It was now math class. Well, before math class was about to start but that's besides the point. You grabbed Daniela's note from your pocket, and it read,
“Dismissal, 5pm, school gym.” You wondered what this was about, but you were going to go nonetheless. It's not like anything major was going to happen anyway.
“Hi.” Daniela said as she stood in front of you.
“Hi Dani. What's this for?” Daniela looked hesitant, but the Latina continued speaking.
“I… I know I apologized. But… still. I'm sorry about the whole Aaron thing.” You chuckled, and told her it was okay— that you didn't really mind. Even if you did.
“Look I—” Daniela sighs, “I recently realized. I was never…”
“You were never..?”
“I was never jealous of you. I was… I was jealous of Aaron.” Daniela says as she fidgets with her fingers.
“I know, this may be kinda shitty but… all this time, the only person I truly liked was you. I don't know how it slipped past me, but it did. I'm so sorry for the way I treated you, and everything else.” Your breath hitched. Was this seriously happening right now?
Normally, you'd say yes in a heartbeat. You've been waiting for this for so long— but Sophia's confession rang in your head. You remember her telling you to choose wisely. To make sure whoever you were going to be with was worth it.
After all Daniela had done, you weren't so sure anymore.
“I…”
“Just— a chance is all I need, Y/n. I won't mess this up. I promise.” You wanted to say yes, but you couldn't.
“... I need time, Daniela. I know I said I forgave you but— it still hurt me nonetheless. Prove to me. Prove that you deserve to be the one to hold my hand, to be the one I call mine.” Daniela held your hand, and brought it to her chest.
A/N : this is my own little valentine special, so sorry it's a bit late. Had to work my ass off for the collab, and js so yk i also have a dani angst fic in the works so def watch out for that one
Warning ! Mentions of homophobia, foul words, definitely NOT proofread
Disclaimer ! Everything written is pure fiction. No person is an accurate representation of themselves.
Now playing ! Pretty eyes by zehdi
Wc — i don't know ok. I pulled this out my ass. Its not even valentines anymore. It was supposed to be a val special. Watch me jump off the cliff.
Divider creds : @steviebbboi
Yoonchae hesitantly holds hands with Y/n. Even though they were holding hands below the table, it was still incredibly risky. Considering the fact that both girls were idols, and from different groups no less, would completely destroy their career.
Yoonchae hated this. The korean hated the hiding, the concealing. She wants to show off her girlfriend to the world, to shout and tell them the one and only person she loved was none other than Y/n L/n.
But the Korean knew she had no choice. Gay people were gravely frowned upon in Korea. The girl doesn't even know whether or not her own parents would support her.
Y/n was even more popular than Yoonchae. The girl was a member of the famous girlgroup IVE, a group every junior admired.
The two had initially met at an award show. Y/n, ever so confident, approached the Korean first. Yoonchae was incredibly shy at first, thinking, "There is no way Y/n of IVE is talking to me right now."
But after a couple weeks, the two girls had grown close. Too close, for Yoonchae's liking. After a few months, Yoonchae noticed her heartbeat was too fast around the girl, her words almost always getting jumbled up whenever within the vicinity of her bestfriend. It was pathetic, really. Y/n never let's her live it down.
Yoonchae had a feeling she knew why she felt that way, but growing up in a traditional house, the girl tried convincing herself it wasn't true. She had nothing against gay people of course, but the internalised homophobia the Korean had to grow up with was starting to hit her hard.
Yoonchae ran to an old friend for help, who had calmly asked her two questions.
"Alright, let me ask you two questions. Would the world end if you came out as gay?" Yoonchae was weirded out by the question.
"What? That doesn't even make sense.." Her friend sighed.
"I didn't mean it literally, Yoons. I meant would it feel like your world was ending?" Yoonchae almost immediately answered.
"But my— my parents wouldn't... and the public, good god, my fans. I can't be—" Her friend then interrupted her.
"Now imagine Y/n with someone else. Someone who most definitely isn't you. Would you be able to bear that? Does that seem like it's worse than your world 'ending'?" Yoonchae paused, her expression filled with every negative emotion possible. Anger, sadness, and confusion were all neatly displayed on her face.
".... yes." Her friend smiled, content with Yoonchae's answer.
"There's your answer."
After the conversation, Yoonchae had taken a day off. To think about herself, and her feelings. It was definitely a big thing to process, the fact that she had apparently never liked men. The Korean had always questioned where the "spark" her friends always mentioned was. But now that she had thought about it, the girl now knew why.
It took a while, but eventually, Yoonchae had finally accepted herself for who she was. However, the Korean still come out to her members. She wasn't ready yet.
But now, after successfully confessing to Y/n and having been together for the past two years, the Korean finally considered herself ready.
And today, she was going to ask Y/n if she would like to meet her members. Not as a friend, but as her partner, as the love of her life.
As Yoonchae got in Y/n's newly acquired car, one she got right after earning her license, the Korean took it as a good time to ask.
"Y/n? Can i ask you something?" The girl was nervous. What if she said no?
"Yes Yoons? What's up?"
"I.. i want to introduce you. To my members, I mean." Y/n was shocked, but excited. Extremely excited.
"Really?"
"Really. I'm ready, Y/n. I want them to know I have a beautiful wonderful girlfriend who takes care of me every single day." Y/n, so enamoured by Yoonchae's braveness, leans over for an excited and cheeky kiss.
"Love you soo much Yoon!"
Yoonchae warmly smiles, "Love you too hun."
It was finally the day. Today, Y/n was going to introduce herself to Yoonchae's members as her girlfriend. Well, not immediately, but eventually.
Yoonchae had carefully planned out the afternoon. First, she would get her members to warm up to Y/n. Then during dinner, finally tell them something— or rather someone she's been keeping a secret for far too long.
Y/n nervously rings the doorbell, adjusting her collar just before Manon, one of Yoonchae's bandmates, answer the door.
"Hey girl so nice to meet you, Yoonchae's friend right?" Y/n nods, and returns Manon's smile.
"Come in girl, she's like in her room right now." Y/n hesitantly walks into the house and is met with Megan and Daniela on the couch, Sophia and Lara apparently in the kitchen, and Yoonchae exiting her room.
"Y/n! Hi! Sorry, I had to grab my switch. Let's play now." Yoonchae shot Y/n a cheeky smile, one she undoubtedly fell for.
"Oh you are going DOWN! Also hi, nice to meet you guys." Megan and Daniela sweetly greet the girl, finding the difference of her demeanour with them and Yoonchae silly.
It has been four hours since you and Yoonchae have started playing on her switch, the game projected on the TV. An hour in, Megan and Lara had joined you and Yoonchae's games of Mario Cart.
Yoonchae couldn't help the warm smile slowly creep up her face. It was nice. Seeing you interact with her members was just so— natural.
Sophia and Lara were peacefully sat on the couch, Manon taking pictures in the corner of the livingroom. It was as if Y/n was already a part of them, a part of their little family. And Yoonchae loved it.
By now, it was already dark outside. Dinnertime was approaching, and Yoonchae had to prepare herself. They liked her so far, nothing bad is gonna happen.
As they all ate on the dinner table, Manon started a conversation.
"I still can't believe you're friends with Y/n from IVE Yoonchae, How did you guys even meet?" The couple looked at each other, a cheeky smile on both their faces.
"Oh, we met because of a common friend. That's all." Manon nodded in response, and Lara looked at Yoonchae and Y/n a little suspiciously.
As they all finished off their food, Yoonchae had very suddenly asked them all to sit on the couch, which confused her members. But they obeyed nonetheless, curious as to what their maknae had to say.
They all lined up on the couch in order, Manon, Daniela, Lara, Megan, and Sophia. While Yoonchae and Y/n stood in front of the five.
"I just wanted to say..." Yoonchae said as she held your hand, doing so in a romantic manner. Lara's eyes shot up, as if saying "I FUCKING KNEW IT!"
"I'm dating Y/n. I like girls. The whole point of today was to get you all to warm up to her." Yoonchae wasn't sure how her members would react, but she was pretty sure at least Megan and Manon were gay, so it wouldn't be that bad.
Barrages of questions were shot from Daniela and Manon's mouth, and Lara asking for her 10 dollars from Megan could be heard too. But all Sophia did was send the couple a warm smile. The leader kindly asked them all to shut the fuck up, and after the rest did as she said, she calmly and proudly told the couple.
"I'm proud. Thank you both for trusting us, and congrats on your relationship. You don't have to give us all the information about your relationship now— you can do that as the night progresses. Let's just enjoy the night, yeah? You should sleep over Y/n." Yoonchae teared up, and Y/n did too, thankful the Katz were accepting.
Yoonchae leaned in to Y/n's ear, and whispered, "Love you." Y/n giggled like a little kid, and gave her a little cheek kiss, which resulted in reactions from the rest of Katseye.
Disclaimer ! Every person is not an accurate portrayal of themselves. Everything written here is pure fiction.
Synopsis ! Valentine’s Day at Dream Academy is supposed to be a celebration of love, but for you, it’s nothing short of a nightmare. Still reeling from a recent breakup, you can’t escape the constant reminders of romance—the love songs, the confessions, the public displays of affection. And just when you think the day can’t get worse, your meddling friends rope you into a ridiculous school tradition: the Love Lock.
Hey, can i request a daniela avanzini x fem!reader where your the popular couple in school nd you get in a fight with someone who was flirting with daniela and after she takes care of you
(A/N : Sorry if it sucks a little, its very rushed and its currently 9 am and i finished hikijg about two hours ago and i wrote this at 1 am even tho i had to be up by like 3 or 4 to go hiking...)
FIGHTS AND THE AFTERMATH daniela avanzini x fem!reader
Warning ! Foul words, physical violence
Disclaimer ! Everything written here is pure fiction. Every person is not a real portayal of themselves.
Now playing ! ALL MINE by Brent Faiyaz
WC — 1.03K
Synopsis ! After your long-time rival, Mark, decides to ignore your inital warnings about hitting on your girlfriend, you finally decide you've had enough.
You clicked your tongue at the sight of Mark approaching Daniela. Sophia—your friend—confused by the sudden change in mood, followed your gaze. After seeing Mark slowly make his way to your girl, the Filipina sighed in defeat. She knew you weren't gonna let this one slide.
You and Mark have been rivals for the past four years— you two were competitive with everything you both shared.
You and him were the captain of your basketball teams— him being the captain of the boys team and you being the captain of the girls team.
Although you initially didn't hold anything against the boy, he always seemed to have it out for you, which resulted in the dynamic you both had now.
Everything was a competition. The amount of medals under your teams, the total shots you both made the entire season, popularity— everything.
You were fine with it—it was just fun little banter to you—until he started hitting on your girl.
Daniela Avanzini, the captain of the cheerleading team, a member of the school's modern dance team, the golden girl.
She was every boy and girl's dream girlfriend. She was everything anyone could possibly want.
Or at least she was everything you could possibly want.
It all started four months ago, when you and Daniela had gone public. The two of you had been dating for the past year, and finally had the courage to reveal your relationship.
At first, people were skeptical. Just because you were both popular doesn't mean homophobia just disappears. But eventually, it does. And once the homophobic nonsense settled down, you two became the golden couple of GEFFEN high.
Every student knew you two—that you were together—and you loved it.
Someone, however, hated it just as much as you loved it.
Mark, who thought he was finally winning in the “little game” you two were playing, got trampled because you had managed to score Daniela.
The boy took the game more personally than you thought he did, which was why you were shocked to one day find him leaning over your girlfriend's locker, talking to her with a huge smug smile on his face. Daniela, however, had an uninterested look in her eyes.
The first few times it happened, you were only annoyed. After all, you trusted and knew Daniela would never cheat on you. So, you let it go.
But today was the last time you were going to take this disrespect. You already warned him last time— that if he ever tried again, he'd wish he was being sent to the nurse instead of the hospital.
Before Mark even got a word in, you rushed towards him and pushed him away from Daniela.
“Listen man, I told you to stay the fuck away from my girl. What did you not understand?” Mark scoffs, and counters—or at least tries to.
“Oh please, it's not like she actually wants you. Just wait and see. She'll fall for me the moment she just gives me a chanc—” His rambling was stopped by a punch to the jaw. The sheer force of your punch knocked the boy backwards—and before Mark could even hold his jaw to feel it out—another one made its way to his cheek, causing him to fall on his butt.
You crouched down, grabbed his collar, and threw another punch—to the nose this time—and the boy responds by grabbing your collar and throwing you off of him.
You take a second to process the damage he did, but even that was enough for Mark to land a punch. The boy hit you in the cheek, narrowly missing your nose since you managed to dodge it— even by just a little.
The entire fight lasted ten seconds before Daniela pulled you away from him, another student holding Mark back.
A teacher then rushes to the scene, and tells everyone to back off, before sending you to the nurse and sending Mark to the hospital because you apparently had “Broken his nose”.
Daniela sighs before caressing your hand as the nurse grabs an ice pack.
“Alright, I've already gotten you both your passes, you won't be attending the next class.”
“Wait, me too?” Daniela looks at the nurse in confusion, and the nurse lets out a dry laugh.
“Yes, you too young lady. You were involved in the drama after all— you'll be needed at the principal's office after I deem Miss Basketball captain here ready.” Daniela nods as the nurse hands her the ice pack.
“Apply it for as long as you can. I'll be right back.”
The door clicks, indicating the nurse has already left the room. Silence fills the room until you muster up the courage to speak.
“Listen Dani, I'm so sorry to have involved you in—”
“No no cariño, it's okay. Don't sweat it. I understand why you did it okay?” You wince as Daniela presses the ice pack onto your cheek.
“Really?”
“Really. I just…” Daniela says as she tucks a strand of hair behind your hair.
“I just wish you handled it in a better way.”
You leaned forward and kissed Daniela on the forehead.
“I'm sorry. I… I didn't really mean to you know, hurt him. But with how he was treating you like some leverage to win our little banter? I just couldn’t stand it. You know I'm not the jealous type.” Daniela looks at you in disbelief before speaking.
“What? I could not give less of a fuck about that guy. I'm talking about you getting hurt Mi Vida. I don't ever want to see you in this state again, you hear me?”
You nod, which has Daniela smiling in satisfaction before leaning in and placing a kiss on your forehead.
You raise your right hand as you say the words, “Okay. I, Yn Ln, solemnly swear to never get in a fight in front of you ever again.
Daniela giggles as your tactics, and lowers the ice pack. Your girlfriend leans in—cupping your face—and kisses you on the lips.
You both pull away after a few seconds—out of breath—and say the words you would never get tired of saying.
Girl we need Katseye gf texts for all members 😭😭😭😭 ı alreadys see manon vers and ı cant breathe,Plsssssss🤭🤭
take your time 😻
(A/N : Oml so sorry girl ts was late asl i saw this like TODAY. It also happens to be 1 am so my apologies if it sucks a bit ill fix the layout and everythin tmrw)
