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(NSFW) We all know Ayato is a prankster. Could we get a scenario of him pulling some sort of prank on his s/o that he THINKS will be funny, but the state they're in after just ends up turning him on and being teasing to HIM instead? :3

First, there was a splash, followed by a series of thumps and an abrupt scream from upstairs. Immediately, a howl of laughter followed suit, echoing through the halls, belonging to none other than Ayato Sakamaki. 

“Ayato! Th-That was freezing!” His lover whined through chatting-teeth, in nothing more than a soaked-through white shirt, having been caught in the middle of dressing for school. “Gotcha!” He chortled in response, his own shirt a little damp but otherwise he was untouched.

The icy water had soaked right through the carpet, the bucket tossed carelessly at the opposite end of the room now. That same water was the cause for the countless goosebumps that littered over the humans skin, not to mention their hard and erect and nipples that poked through the shirts thin fabric. The human, despite this, was far too chilled to care as the vampire couldn’t help but hold his aching stomach as he finally caught his breath.

“You know,” His fangs were bared mischievously as he settled down to a grin, “You don’t actually look half bad as a drowned rat...”

Within a blink of their eyes, the human found themselves restrained in their wet clothing against the chest of their red-haired lover, another surprise hinted at against their thigh. His eyes glistened brightly, adrenaline pumping through him from the excitement, as he pinched at one of their nipples.

“You’re gonna be late to school anyway by the time your uniform dries off, so who cares if we just take the night off, huh?”

Despite his words very clearly forming a suggestion, he didn’t care for their input in the matter as he focused his face downwards, to their neck, and then even further than that, to their chest, where he would begin.

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NYCTOPHILIA | k.th.

(n.) A preference or love for darkness or night, finding relaxation and comfort in darkness.

Genre: Zombie apocalypse! au, angst, fluff, smut

Word count: 16k

Pairing: Taehyung x Reader

Summary: Surviving in an apocalypse is hard, but what's harder is surviving it together with a person that you care about and that you could lose in the blink of an eye. That's what you and Taehyung thought when you decided to try and survive together, keeping the distance between each other.  However, things don’t just work out the way you expect them to.

Tw: Swearing, thigh riding, dirty talk, oral, praise kink, Dom!Tae

a/n: Heyy guyss!! I know it’s been a while but I passed like the whole week writing this story and it’s honestly one of my favorite that I’ve ever written. I did it together with my friend @aralty, she’s super talented and will start writing here on Tumblr soon so please check her out, follow her and read the works that she’ll post! Hope you like it!

When the zombie outbreak first made its way through the small borders of your hometown, chaos prevailed on every thing that surrounded you.

Screams filled the air as people ran on the street with the only intention of escaping – evading from those horrifying monsters with dry, peeled skin and torn clothes stained with dark blood.

The thought of living that nightmare never crossed your mind until you found yourself face to face with an infected man – your lovely neighbor that now had nothing alive in his gaze, only a bright white color that suggested the idea of death.

You had waited patiently for your father to come home after the news of the deadly virus came out, only to find yourself alone without anyone that could tell you how things were going to get better.

Lights were cut off along with the system from around and the only person who could still be contacted was your boyfriend of 3 months, Jaesung, that luckily for you lived right around the corner.

At first, when you told him that you were by yourself asking him to meet up, he sounded doubtful – too afraid to step out of his own house, but he eventually put on a brave face.

When you saw him coming inside your house with a huge black gun you couldn’t help but freeze, widening your eyes.

“Why the hell do you have that with you?!” You panicked, receiving a bored, yet scared, gaze from him.

“People are dying outside. We’re in the middle of a fucking zombie apocalypse. I won’t walk with empty hands.” He explained with a shaky voice.

“Do you even know how to use that?” You asked, hugging yourself to stop your body from shivering.

He huffed, crossing his arms before opening his mouth to talk.

“Of course I do! Do you think I’m an idiot?” He asked, furrowing his brows.

Of course he didn’t. Why would he know how to use a gun if he never had the need to before?

“Whatever-“ Your conversation was interrupted by a loud noise coming from the kitchen, not too far from you.

“What the f-“

“Shut up!” You whispered to him in attempt of not getting caught.

Your boyfriend tightened his hold on the gun while you, as silently as you could, started to walk towards the source of the sound. You could only hear your shaky breaths and low grunts that seemed to get louder the more you got closer to the room.

As soon as you entered the kitchen, something that you wish you hadn’t saw came to your sight.

Those things were trying to break through the glass of the door and windows.

“I need to get out of here.” You murmured with wide eyes before running towards your room to grab a backpack yelling.

“Fucking move Jaesung, We need to go! WE NEED TO GO!”

Your boyfriend didn’t waste time as soon as he heard your order and got out of the house without waiting for you to catch up.

“How many bullets does that thing have?” You asked loudly with heavy breath as you ran out of your home behind Jaesung, who was already quite far from where you both were before.

“One.” He answered without looking back, dodging every person that came in his way as he escaped from the fuss that the city was becoming.

People were screaming and you tried not to look at the bloody bodies that were laying on the cold ground, right below groups of zombies that fed themselves with their flesh.

Windows were broken and desperate crowds were trying to steal as many items as they could – whatever could be useful to survive this imminent apocalypse.

Some shops were on fire and the shine that it caused was your only source of light, helping you as you ran without stumbling on anything.

“Wait for me!” You yelled out of breath, watching the figure of your boyfriend before slamming hard on someone that cut you off.

You turned around, ready to apologize for your clumsiness only to let out a loud scream at the sight of the zombie in front of you.

It looked even more disgusting from up-close and the rotten smell of his skin was almost making you puke.

You started to ran as fast as you could, feeling the grunts of that creature closely behind you and it didn’t take you long to understand that he was chasing you.

At one of his steps, the leg of the zombie broke away – causing him to fell to the ground and hold onto one of your ankles.

His fingers were cold and tough, strong enough to almost making you fall along with him as well.

“JAESUNG! Help me!” You yelled out and your boyfriend turned around at the sound of your desperate voice, widening his eyes at your sight.

“Shot him!” You ordered him as you tried to move out of his clutch without touching him.

He looked at you hesitatingly before responding with a pitiful look.

“I’m sorry babe. I only have one bullet left, I can’t use it now.” You felt tears come up to your eyes, looking at him as he turned around – mouthing “I’m sorry” one last time.

You kept on screaming, trying to get Jaesung’s attention but the zombie was now almost pulling you to the cold street with him. He couldn’t just leave you to die like this.

You had to survive – to get out of there.

Looking up at him one last time, you noticed something making his way to your boyfriend.

At first you thought it was a zombie, but to your surprise a tall, skinny boy with blonde hair revealed himself.

For a moment you forgot about the creature that was trying to kill you: you couldn’t help but watch what was happening in front of you. The mysterious boy grabbed angrily the gun from Jaesung’s hand ignoring his cusses and started to walk towards you.

You tried to get away, afraid that he would shoot you but you froze on the spot at the loud sound of the gunshot – and the movement of the zombie falling emotionless behind you.

You looked wide-eyed the boy that you had never seen before, his looks were stern and dark – the gun still in his hand as he walked closer to you.

He offered you a hand, helping you getting up from the floor and for a moment you got lost looking at his handsome features. A small mark of blood covered his puffy cheek and his skin glowed from the light caused by the fire. His eyes were dark but, for some type of reason, you felt intrigued by them. After giving you a small smile, he turned around, facing once again your boyfriend that was now looking at the scene with shock plastered on his face.

The boy’s big hand was still holding tightly onto yours and his stance covered you completely from Jaesung.

“If you don’t get out of your sight in three seconds, I will pull out my gun and shot you in the face, I have one bullet left and I won’t hesitate to use it on garbage like you. Did you understand?” He spoke up – a low voice came out of his throat and you looked at his back surprised. You didn’t expect it to sound like that.

Your boyfriend became paler at the sudden threat, but he tried to act tough – speaking in response.

“Whatever. Y/N come here. Let’s go away.” Jaesung talked, walking towards you to take you back but at his action the guy’s grip tightened.

“Don’t fucking touch her.”

“Dude, who do you think you ar-“

“A better person than you, not that it would be difficult to be one. Do you think is fucking okay to leave a girl like that? And then once you see that she’s alright, take her back?” The stranger stared at Jaesung with ice cold eyes.

“Leave us alone, she won’t need you anymore from now on. And if you just try to lay a finger on her again, I will rip your fucking face off.”

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Your memory was interrupted by loud bangs of a gunshot.

You opened your eyes as soon as the sound came to your ears – surprised to see that the car had stopped.

“Were you dreaming about helping me with those zombies that almost ate my face, sleeping beauty?” The male teased, putting the weapon that he used to shot a couple of infects down – that now were laying motionless on the sidewalk. The contrast between the pale flesh and the dark, almost back, blood was making you feel nauseous. For a moment you thanked God that you couldn’t see their eyes – those were the worst part of it all.

“Oh fuck off Taehyung. It seems like you handled them pretty well even without me.” You responded with an annoyed tone, starting shifting in your seat. Your neck hurt from the uncomfortable position you had slept in until then.

The boy besides you scoffed at your remark. “Remind me again why I brought you with me.” He muttered to himself sitting back on the driver seat.

His hair was blonde and long, too long in your opinion. He definitely needed to cut them. On his dark skin there were some traces of dirt – on the cheeks and some on his forehead.

His piercing brown eyes were focused on your sleepy figure as you talked.

“Because apparently you have such a good heart that you couldn’t help but save a lady that was being abandoned by her douchebag of a boyfriend.” You answered, yawning and stretching your arms.

“I’m starting to regret that…” He said quietly, following his words with a warm chuckle – earning a glare from you.

Taehyung started the pick up, meanwhile you staed at your surroundings.

The road was covered with red, orange and yellow leaves.

“It must be autumn” You thought by yourself looking outside the window.

You’ve been traveling around the country with Taehyung for almost two months now, trying to survive day by day.

After he had taken you with him, the boy didn’t show any sign of interest towards you or your story.

Sometimes you wondered if he really did regret taking you with him.

Sometimes you thought that he hated you.

You sighed, shifting again until you were seated normally on the car seat.

Most car rides were silent, you never really talked about anything, if not about what supplies you needed, where to sleep or where to go. You were together only to survive. Nothing more, even if sometimes you wish there was something more between the two of you.

“We’re almost there.” Taehyung stopped your flow of thoughts.

“Almost there where?”

“There’s a supermarket near, it’s pretty much in the middle of nowhere so there is barely any chance that it’s gonna be empty. We need food, clothes and as much medicines as we can find. Got it?” He kept his attention on the road.

“Yeah sure.” You replied weakly. The boy spared a quick glance in your direction, thinking you weren’t feeling well.

He didn’t question anything though, He just kept on driving.

When you finally arrived at your destination, Taehyung let out a deep breath of relief.

“Do I bring the backpacks inside? Or do we put everything in the back of the pick up?” you asked him. He didn’t answer immediately – too busy inspecting the area around you the supermarket, guns in both hands.

“Search for a cart, we’ll put everything there and then we’ll transfer it to the pick up. In your backpack put only the medicines.” After he said that, he got out of the car and entered the supermarket.

The power was out and Taehyung seemed to be struggling a lot to fix the problem.

“Need any help?” You questioned teasily.

“No, I’m goo-“ You didn’t know what he had touched – and it was better not to know – because a second later the boy was jumping up and down cursing. He had just been shocked.

You couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Taehyung turned around, looking at you with a mad expression. “I guess you can do better, am I right, little electrician?” He hissed with a pain stamped on his face.

You didn’t answer – all you did was fiddling for a bit with the meter and the power was back.

“Are you fucking kidding me right now…” He whispered to himself, looking at the sudden light.

“Asking for help doesn’t hurt, you know?” You said while walking through the aisles of the shop. Taehyung shook his head.

The blonde boy was right: the supermarket was almost full.

Almost.

There still were food and clothes, but the pharmacy section was almost empty.

You started looking for hoodies and sweaters in the clothes aisle, for the both of you. Touching a soft hoodie with black cloth, you decided to put in on, replacing your ripped and dirty shirt – feeling the comfortable warmth over your cold and frozen skin. You took it off, remaining with only your bra on before covering up with the sweater that you had just found before picking everything up to put it on the cart.

Looking up, you noticed Taehyung’s eyes on you as you changed and a small smirk appeared on your face.

“Am I so beautiful that you can’t take your eyes off me?” You teased and he rolled his eyes before turning around.

“Don’t flatter yourself, I was just checking that you wouldn’t stuff yourself with food.” He said laughing – however you caught glimpse of a light blush that colored his cheeks.

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Less then an hour later you were both out of the supermarket with carts full of supplies.

“Water, chips, bread, beer…wait, beer? Why the fuck would you need beer? It’s the apocalypse Y/N not a frat party!”

“Ughh come on, we have free alcohol and you don’t want to take advantage of it?” You asked at a really grumpy Taehyung that wore a frown on his face. He ignored what you had said and kept on checking what through what you had found.

“Wait…” A realisation suddenly came to your mind. “You don’t like alcohol, do you?” You asked him quietly and he looked at you with an upset expression.

“Not even a bit. Now can we quit talking about this and move on, please?” He let out with an annoyed tone.

You were taken aback by his exaggerated reaction, but you kept your mouth shut, looking to the carts without saying anything.

Taehyung was a strange type of person. You could argue with him over ridiculous things and he would seem like he has forgotten about it ten minutes later. For that reason, he started chuckling by himself a bit later and you looked at him with an amused yet confused expression.

“I didn’t think that you would be a waffle-type.” You narrowed your eyes.

“Sorry? What’s wrong with liking waffles?” You asked and he shook his head bringing the carts closer to the pick up.

“Oh nothing. It’s just…when I was younger between me and my friend there were always debates about stupid things like what is better between waffle and pancakes. Seeing this reminded me of him.” He explained, pointing out the sweets. The chuckle soon became cold and emotionless before disappearing – dying in the boy’s throat.

You opened your mouth to say something, but a voice interrupted you and it didn’t belong to neither of you.

“Is someone there?”

For a moment you froze on the spot, feeling a rush of adrenaline at the sudden noise. The person had a clear voice and it sounded perfectly normal. Maybe it was another survivor.

Taehyung on the other hand was throwing everything inside the pick up.

You walked slowly towards the source of the noise, curious to see if someone else was there with the two of you but, as soon as Taehyung noticed what you were trying to do, you felt a violent tug on your wrist.

“Y/N we need to leave!” Taehyung’s voice was stern and shaking.

“No! Wait it might be-“

“Get in the fucking car!” He was almost shouting, panicked by the situation.

You didn’t have any chances and in a matter of ten minutes, you were back on the road.

“What the fuck is wrong with you Taehyung?! They were humans! They could have helped us! Maybe they were in danger! What if they need-“

“What if they needed help? Are you serious? Let me tell you something, what if they had an infected with them? Mh? What would you do?” He was fuming as he scolded you – but so were you.

“We could have tried to help them! How can you be so selfish and not care about the others?” You hissed.

“Oh right, because having you here with me is selfish! You need to think more about yourself Y/N. You can’t save everyone here. Get that in your brain!” He spitted, breathing heavily – thinking that the argument was over. You, on the other hand, had no intention of giving up.

“We can try Taehyung! Maybe in case of danger they could have helped us! What if there were childr-“

“Stop being a fucking bitch Y/N! God, now I understand why your boyfriend left you there!” As soon as those words came out of his mouth and through your ears, realization finally played its role inside your mind and you felt completely empty inside. Taehyung looked at you shocked himself – regret evident in his face but in that moment, you didn’t care.

“Stop the car.” You whispered, feeling hot tears rolling down your cheeks.

He had never loved you. Everyone around you was dead and the only person who managed to stay by your side hated you. What was the point in staying there?

“What? Y/N I’m sorry I didn’t mean to-“

“Stop the fucking car!” You let out a yell and the boy braked – causing you to immediately open the car door. Ignoring his shouts, you went out running in the middle of the street.

Everything that was happening around you had finally hit you and you weren’t capable of dealing with it. Tears were staining your face and you were shaking.

“Y/N! No, please. Come back Y/N!” He got out of the car as well, running desperately after you.

He gasped at your sight, watching as you fell down the ground on your knees, shaking your whole body. You hugged your legs, bringing them against your chest and you started sobbing harder than before.

Suddenly, you felt a pair of strong arms embracing your shaking figure.

“I’m so sorry…I didn’t want to say those things. Please forgive me.” He whispered against your hair as he hugged you but you didn’t hear him.

“He didn’t care about me. He just wanted to live, even if I was the price to pay. I’m so useless. Stupid. So fucking stupid and weak.” You cried, mumbling your words through the sobs.

“Shh no, no you aren’t Y/N. He left you because he was an asshole and too stupid to realize how much you actually are worth. Whatever he did to you doesn’t define you in any way, okay? You’re not useless. Okay princess?” You had never heard him speak with such a soft and sweet tone coming out of his lips.

You raised your head to look at him with puffy, watery eyes and a red nose.

“You understand?” He asked, smiling lightly at your cute sight and you nodded in response.

He took your hand, guiding you back to the car and you got inside.

“Try to sleep okay? This time we’ll have to drive a lot longer.” You felt your eyelids closing as soon as he finished the sentence.

“Where are we going this time?” You asked trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in the car seat while letting out a quiet yawn and closing your eyes.

“In a safe place.” He whispered, looking at you with soft eyes.

You feel asleep hearing him humming a song as he drove.

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You couldn’t say for how much you slept, but you assumed for a long time, because when you turned your head to face Taehyung, you felt a piercing pain on your lower back.

Only then you realized how dark it was outside and that the pick-up wasn’t moving – Taehyung was no where to be seen and that caused you to start panicking. You opened the car door and, feeling sleepy and unstable, you ran to the back of the car – relieved to see the boy sleeping there, with nothing but a thin cover to warm him up. His head was resting on a backpack, he was quietly sleeping with a gun near him and you could see the small with clouds and swirls of air coming out of his rosy lips as he breathed the cold hair in and out. You hoped that he wasn’t freezing, but after giving him one last look you sat back on the car seat, letting him sleep peacefully. After a bit you fell asleep once again, glad that he was okay.

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You woke up once again because you felt a light touch on your shoulder.

“We’re here.” Taehyung said quietly, almost afraid of disturbing you.

You let out a loud yawn, to which he replied with a loud laugh.

“Did you rest well? You’ve been asleep since I started driving.” He asked, keeping his eyes on the road.

“I woke up in the middle of the night.” You said, trying, with all your energy you didn’t seem to find, to sound awake.

“Really?” He sounded surprised.

Taehyung was driving in a really narrow dirt road that didn’t seem to lead anywhere.

“Yeah, you were sleeping in the back and I thought you were frozen for a minute.” You said chuckling sleepily.

The boy smiled lightly, taking a turn with the car and it was at this moment that a little farm came to your sight.

As soon as Taehyung saw it, he stopped the car roughly, getting out without waiting for you.

“What the...What’s wrong?” You asked him with a loud tone as you struggled to get out as well, catching him up in front of the farm.

He had reached the entry of the house but he had stopped there, not walking inside in front of the open door.

You looked around, noticing the landscape of dirt, dried grass and wood that surrounded the farm.

As you slowly walked towards Taehyung, you saw the inside of the house and you felt bad for whoever had lived there. It was a complete mess and everything was thrown on the ground.

Moving your head to look at the boy that was standing in front of you, you saw tears in his eyes, but he immediately dried the with his shirt’s sleeve before taking your wrist and pulling you away from it.

“Let’s get out of here.” He said sniffling lightly, walking away quickly towards the car.

“Wait why?” You asked confused, noticing how upset that sight had made him.

“I’m sorry, I thought this place was safe but I was wrong. I remembered it differently.” He said, opening the car door but you refused to go in.

“You knew this place?” You asked and he nodded.

“It’s my grandparent’s farm. I grew up here but we can’t stay.” He confessed, not looking at you in the eyes. His words shocked you and you understood why he was feeling so emotional because of the huge mess.

You thought about what to say, looking back at the house and suddenly an idea came to your mind.

“We can stay here for a couple of days don’t you think? We can fix it a bit so that it gets habitable.” You proposed, expecting a mean comment or a sarcastic laugh to come out of his mouth, but he surprised you with a hopeful look.

“Are you serious?” he asked and you nodded, giving him a small smile before picking up the bags from the truck.

“C’mon let’s go. You can park in front of the house.” You said, turning around to place everything inside – failing to notice the smile that Taehyung had on his face as he looked at you.

As soon as you stepped into the farm, a strong smell of dirt covered your nostrils – making you cough a couple of times.

“There’s a lot to do.” Taehyung said from behind you, kicking the rotten and broken furniture out of the way.

The walls of the house, once colored with a clean white paint, were now gray and filled with holes all over them. The view that you had from the entrance was of the whole living room and a door, that now was laying on the floor because it probably came lose, connected the room with the kitchen.

“Where do we start?” You asked him and he looked around for a couple of seconds before talking.

“I think that we should split. You can clean outside and I’ll clean inside.” You nodded at his proposal, walking out of the door to see what you could do in order to make that place less messy.

As soon as you walked out of the door, Taehyung sighed loudly, letting out a breath that he didn’t know he was holding. Memories of his childhood came back to his mind while he looked at the broken photos on the floor. How his grandfather would always bring him with him whenever he went out with his tractor in the morning, teaching him how to fish and how to swim in the lake behind the farm; how his grandmother would prepare him whatever he wanted at lunch because she believed that he looked better when he was chubbier, letting him smell the flowers that she planted in the garden; how the two of them helped him become the man that he now was, caring for him like how two parents would.

Catching a tear slip along his cheek, Taehyung wiped it off with his sleeve, starting to search around the house for whatever could be useful for the two of you around, but nothing seemed to be of help.

He walked inside the kitchen, opening the small cabinet - finding a broom that his grandmother had placed there. With it, Taehyung cleaned the floor of the living room, throwing away the broken glass and the pieced of iron that could hurt either you or him.

The only furniture that could still be used, was the bright green couch that only showed a couple of marks made by dirt. He tried to sit on it and, luckily for him, it seemed to be completely fine.

He went besides it and he pushed it in front of the fireplace – creating a small comfortable corner where you could chill with him when the night would arrive.

The kitchen was in a better state and the cabinets where aliments were put didn’t show any type of crack. Taehyung opened them, hoping to find something useful and almost screamed with joy when he found the drawer full of medicines.

He looked at you with a bright smile from the window of the kitchen, opening it to tell you about his discover.

“Y/N!” He screamed, laughing at the little jump scare that made at the sound of his voice. You brought a hand to your chest.

“Jesus Christ. Don’t scare me like that you asshole! What?!” You screamed In reply, pouting at his teasing expression.

“I found a drawer full of medicines! We don’t have to worry about them now.” You smiled at his news, rubbing your hands under your armpits to get warmer as you listened to him.

Noticing your action, the small smile on his face became a frown.

“Are you cold? Do you want me to do that? You can clean the house instead.” He proposed but you shook your head, already full of dirt.

“I’m already dirty, don’t worry about it. Let’s just go on until we get too tired.” You said and he nodded unsure, feeling like he should be outside.

“Don’t throw away the wood. We’ll need it later.” He said before closing the window and going back to work.

You spent the rest of the day tidying up the remaining parts of land that were ruined by dirt and trash. When you finally had done it, you felt the tiredness in your body. As you walked inside to approach Taehyung, you saw him busy near the fireplace.

“What are you up to?” You asked and he scoffed.

“What do you think I’m doing?” He asked and you rolled your eyes at his remark.

“Need help?” You teased him, remembering what had happened in the supermarket but he seemed like he could do it perfectly by himself.

Sitting down on the couch with your legs crossed, you looked at the small flame that got created inside the stack, and soon a small fire started to burn the wood inside the fire place.

Taehyung sat on the other hand of the couch, leaving a bit of space between you and him. As soon as the fire started to spread, you felt more relaxed and warm. Fire always fascinated you. You stared at the source of light in silence, while the boy with a smirk on his lips watched you, amused by the fascinated look you had.

“What are you thinking about?” He suddenly asked you; you stayed quiet a moment, looking at the the swirls of fire for a couple of seconds before talking again, avoiding the question.

“How were your grandparents?” You asked, catching him off guard. He looked at you with wide-eyes, unsure on what to say but you tried to get him more at ease.

“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.” You assured him but he shook his head.

“No no, I don’t have a problem talking about them.” He said as he breathed shaky, and for a moment you felt your heart beat faster than before. He was finally opening up to you.

“They were great. Like parents to me.” Taehyung started to talk, keeping his gaze of the fireplace.You gave him your complete attention turning so that you could face him directly.

In between the pauses, when he stopped talking, crickets could be heard from the outside and you truly felt like the outbreak never happened.

You wished you two could stay like this forever, isolated, peaceful, free.

“They took great care of me when I was a child, always acting more like parents than grandparents. I ate, slept and played in the farm. This is truly what I will always call home.” He confessed while looking around him with a nostalgic gaze. You furrowed your brows.

“What about your parents?” You asked and he just shrugged.

“They worked.” He easily explained but you were still confused.

“So you never saw them?” You asked and he nodded.

“They preferred to work overseas and I preferred to stay in the farm with my grandparents, so we split ways.” You nodded in understanding as you heard about his story.

“This place is probably really important to you.” You added and he looked around.

“I mean, yeah. It’s my home. That's why I don't think I could ever thank you enough for making it feel like home again" he smiled at you and you smiled back.

"I don’t know what happened in here for this place to become this shithole but I don’t really want to know. We’ll stay in here for short anyways so…”

“And your friends?” As those words came out of your mouth, Taehyung physically froze. If your past questions didn't touch him enough, at this one the boy could feel his heart break in pieces.

“Oh...Sorry I don’t think I should’ve ask that…”

He closed his eyes, shaking his head and trying to hold back the tears that were desperately trying to escape from his eyes. For a moment you thought that you had fucked up the trust that you somehow had managed to establish between you two.

“It’s okay...I…” With a hand he scratched his eye.

“My best friend died. The night of the outbreak.” You widened your eyes at his confession, but you weren’t completely surprise but this news. Terrible things happened since the outbreak. And Taehyung suffered a lot from it, too. Just as you did.

“What was his name?”

“Jimin.” Taehyung answered, and for some reason you found yourself scooting closer to him as the conversation grew.

You could see that he had never talked about what had happened to him before, so getting him to open up was something that would probably help him. But it wasn't that easy for Taehyung. He was basically telling you all the darkest secrets and memories he had to keep hidden in his heart for a very long time. Maybe for too much time.

“How was he?” You asked and he smiled to himself.

“The cutest little shit I’ve ever seen.” You both chuckled at his words.

“He was shorter than me and skinnier, but for some type of reason he thought that he needed to work out more. I always hung out with him, almost everyday. Even my grandmother loved him.” You smiled sadly at him, listening attentively.

“He loved dancing and he always showed me the dances that he created during his free time. He was the sweetest soul, way too kind. We thought that we would survive this together.” You felt the pain in his words. Something you knew too much about. And you knew that his words hid something bigger than what he was trying to say.

“How…How did he die?” You reluctantly asked him. You hoped he wouldn't have gotten mad at your curiosity. But, to your surprise, he looked at you directly in the eyes instead.

“He tried to help a man, but he was already infected. He got attacked and I didn’t have a gun with me to defend him.” You gasped, thinking about the night of the outbreak and about what Taehyung had done for you when you first met.

“Is it...Is that why you took the gun from Jaesung?” You asked and he hesitated. He didn't know what to say at first.

“If only I had a gun... a gun with only one bullet, just one, with me... I could’ve saved him. Who is Jaesung to decide who dies and who doesn't? Someone lost his life because of me but another one is living for the same reason, so I don’t hate myself that much.” He muttered between cold chuckles and sniffles. You felt your heart ache at his words.

“It’s not your fault.” You said, bringing one hand to his shoulder, he stayed in place without moving it away. you stayed this way for a bit. it was comfortable. Even if you weren't hugging him, Taehyung still felt the warmth and the feeling of protectiveness coming from you. He enjoyed it.

“Can I ask you something?” He suddenly asked, looking at you in the eyes and you quickly answered, feeling like it was the least you could do.

“Why were you with him?” You widened your eyes at his unusual question, expecting something else.

“Oh…With Jaesung?” You asked and he nodded, serious expression stamped on his face.

“We met last year, but we had been together for like 3 months when...it happened. I truly loved him but he wasn’t exactly the best person for me at that time. He was a drug addict.” You confessed and he looked at you shocked, not expecting it. “I guess I stayed with him because I was alone. I fell in love with him and I had no one else to tell me that I shouldn’t have. I only had my father with me because my mom died when she gave birth, but he was always working so Jaesung stayed with me.” You added, Taehyung nodded lightly before you started to speak again.

“He went around with bad people and did bad things, but for him I was ready to change everything in my life. I promised him that I would be there for him whenever he needed help and he eventually stopped using drugs.” You said but Taehyung understood from your expression that there was more.

“He…wasn’t exactly calm. Whenever we fought he could be…turbulent.” You explain and a little frown made his appearance on Taehyung’s face. He began to shift on the couch, trying to get closer to you.

“Y/N what are you trying to say?” he asked, his voice slightly deeper than before.

You looked at the fire and then back at him, sighing deeply before speaking up.

“He drank. Quite a lot. He couldn’t take no as an answer and sometimes he let it all out on me I guess.” As you looked away from his face, a light touch gained your attention and you blushed at the feeling of Taehyung’s hand moving your hair out of your face – behind your ear.

“What did he do to you, princess?” His answer came out as a whisper and you felt chills roll down your spine. You could feel the tension, and suddenly the weight of your secrets seemed heavier than ever.

“I went back home to him one night and he was completely wasted. He had this bottle of beer in his hand...and I-I tried to get it away from him.” His hand was still touching your own hand. You were shaking.

“He didn’t mean it. He was so sorry when it happened.” You murmured feeling the tears building in your eyes, trying to convince yourself more than Taehyung.

“He just threw it on the wall but he missed it and..he hit me instead. He gave me a huge scar on the thigh with the glass of that fucking bottle.” You confessed. Taehyung was trying his best not to burst.

“I should’ve killed him when I had the chance.”

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You spent the next days serenely. Nothing and no one disturbed the little shelter you two had built. Your days consisted of waking up on the back of the pick up, where Taehyung had placed a double sized mattress he had found in the bedroom. You had offered to sleep there together, but Taehyung refused and insisted you had your own space; he would have been fine on the couch.

After waking up and eating something, most of the times you went by the small lake in the back of the farm. There were no fishes, nor animals. It seemed like everything was frozen in time.

But it was okay. You truly felt like nothing happened before you got there. You've never felt so peaceful and happy, now that Taehyung and you had your safe place.

Sometimes he would join you by the lake, and you two spent hours laying on the grass near the water, just listening to each other breathing, the wind, and the occasional sound of birds in the trees.

You grew fond of the way the red leaves filtered the sunlight, the way the water reflected the moon at night, the way the breeze brushed your hair, making them feel like waves.

It felt like home.

And Taehyung felt the same way.

Especially when he accidentally brushed your hand with his fingers, or leaned to you so much that you could feel his breath on your lips.

You also caught him many times with his eyes on you. You could feel those deep, dark pearls on your skin. You wondered why.

What you didn't know was that the boy could have spent hours watching you, doing the simplest things or even doing nothing at all. And he caught himself blushing and smiling most of the times. He couldn't take his eyes off of you. You were captivating in a way he couldn't explain: he couldn't find words to.

Something in the way you moved, in the way you enjoyed that place, in the way you smiled, made him feel strangely inside. Something he hadn't felt in a very long time was booming in him: maybe he was falling for you.

You thought many times about staying there, forever.

But you knew you couldn't. You hadn't enough supplies to live there forever.

And when Taehyung, on the 6th day, told you "In two days we're packing" you could feel your heart shrinking a bit.

You would have missed this place.

On the morning of the 7th day, you began looking around the farm to pack all the things you would need in your imminent journey.

Taehyung did the same, and started to look around every single corner of the kitchen, hoping to find some hidden treasure that he would eventually need in the future.

He opened the drawer of the kitchen near the stove and, to his surprise, he found something that he didn’t expect. An old piece of paper wrapped in what seemed like a torn piece of flannel was placed untouched in there.

Taehyung opened it carefully, as if the was afraid the paper was going to crumble if he hadn't treated it gently enough and he tried to stop his heart from beating out of his chest.

As soon as he took off the cloth from the letter with shaking hands, a small ring came to his view – intertwined around the cloth that Taehyung was now squeezing in his hand.

Tears suddenly came to his eyes at the sight of his grandmother’s handwriting and, with a shaky breath, he worked up the courage to read it.

Dear Taehyung,

I don’t know if you’re going to read what I’m writing but I’m sure that you will eventually find your way back home to check on this place when you’ll have the possibility. I know that it’s different from what you remembered but this old house couldn’t survive the outbreak and – for our displeasure – neither did your old grandparents. We thought that they couldn’t touch us in our little farm, because we’re distant from the city, but we were wrong and the apocalypse made it’s way everywhere. Me and your grandfather are okay and on our way to the forest when we’ll peacefully stay forever next to each other. We’re on our fifth day after we’ve been bitten and, for what it has been said, tomorrow morning we’ll turn. I’m not sad nor desperate in this moment, because I’ve lived a great life so far and I knew that my time would eventually come, however the reason for my passing is way different from what I thought it will be – way more unexpected. I pray to god everyday that you’re okay and Jimin too, I was so worried when you decided to go in the city, but I know that you’re independent and strong enough to deal with this on your own. You’ll eventually fall in love and It’s a pity that I won’t be there to treat her like a daughter – but I’m sure that the love you’ll provide her will be enough. The ring that your grandfather gifted me is in here and it’s my will that you give it to her. In this environment, I know that falling in love is not something that you would accept because you always wanted to play safe, even when you were just a child. But remember that you can’t push away your feelings. Even in this disaster, I’m happy because I’m staying with your grandfather by my side and I need nothing more to be satisfied. I hope you’ll open up your heart as well.  I love you very very much and so does your grandfather. Never change who you really are because of the matters that are coming up, live your life without regrets and always be nice.

With all the love, Grandma

Taehyung felt something dying and growing at the same time in his chest.

The letter that he was still holding in his hands was so bittersweet.

He could hear his grandmother reading it, her sweet tone saying that she was alright and that she was going to be alright forever, even if that wasn’t the truth – and Taehyung knew that. He knew that they weren’t alright, and that Jimin wasn’t alright, he felt so guilty.

He disappointed everyone. His grandparents, Jimin, his grandparents.

But he was not going to disappoint you.

Taehyung could see you from that spot in the kitchen through the window, while you were planting flowers in the garden, directly in front of the entrance of the house. Looking at that sight, he couldn’t help but smile.

“Care to tell me why you’re planting flowers?” He teased, talking loudly enough for you to hear.

Tears were still in his eyes but you didn’t see them when you looked up to meet his gaze. You only saw that sweet smile on him and you couldn’t help but to grin as well.

“Because maybe who will come here after us will feel a it more at home if this place looks lovelier.” You responded, giving him a genuine and sweet smile. You reminded him so much of his grandmother. Always caring for others, always trying to see the better in the terrible world you were forced to live in.

The smile was still on his lips when he realized he still had the ring in his hand.

He was planning on keeping it and treating it like a diamond, he wanted to have a memory of his past always with him.

But then he thought about you, and maybe what he should have done was caring about the future, still remembering the past.

That was what grandma wanted.

Taehyung smiled sadly, putting the rung and the letter in the pocket of his jeans and made his way towards you.

Your clothes were covered of dirt and you looked like a child – having fun playing in the playground.

“Are you going to plant flowers all day?” He asked you, stopping in front of you, looking at you kneeled with an amazed look on his face.

“I just planted the last one, I think I should take a bath to get refreshed.” You said and he furrowed his brows at your statement.

“We don’t have water in our house.” He responded and you got up, smiling at him before walking away.

“There’s a lake for a reason.” You said and he followed you unsure.

“Aren’t you going to freeze?” Taehyung asked again and you scoffed, taking off your hoodie in front of the water.

He felt his breath stuck in his throat at your bold action.

“C’mon, I’m covered in dirt and I don’t even remember the last time I washed myself. The only thing that we have to remember civilization is hygiene.” You responded, taking off your pants as well and he stayed still, looking at you naked in front of him. He gulped, looking at your naked back before feeling a smirk coming up in his face.

You were only wearing your bra and your panties, but Taehyung was still a man and the outbreak couldn’t stop his personal needs.

“Are you flirting with me Y/N? Because getting naked in front of me is a pretty bold move.” He teased, crossing his arms in front of his chest – smirking when you turned around shocked to face him. You tried to cover up your surprise look with a more confident one before starting to speak.

“I don’t know…” You muttered, acting as if you were thinking – the water already up to your hips.

“Why don’t you follow me to find out?” You yelled before throwing yourself in the water, leaving a grinning Taehyung behind.

The water was cold, but it was refreshing to wash out of your body the dirt that you had on your skin since you arrived at the farm.

When you got out of the water, you opened your eyes only to find Taehyung busy taking unbuckling his belt and taking off his pants. His sweater was already on the ground and for the first time you had a perfect view of his toned body.

His tan skin shined with the reflection of the water and he had a small smirk stamped on his face as he walked in the lake towards you.

“So how is it? Cold?” You asked him, and he shook his head – bluffing.

“I fight with zombies every day, princess. I’m not going to make a fuss for some water.” He said cockily, still grinning while looking at your direction.

You rolled your eyes, splashing the water on his naked torso and he let out a loud scream.

“Fucking shit!” He jumped at the feeling of the coldness against his skin and you couldn’t help but to burst out laughing at his cusses.

Taehyung smiled at the sound of your laugh, feeling like he should’ve taken revenge and soon ran towards you.

“You like playing dirty uh? I’ll show you how to play dirty.” He muttered loudly enough for you to hear before picking you up and throwing you on his shoulder – ignoring your little cries and insults.

“What are you doing?! Tae the water is too shallow!” You screamed, trying to get out of his grip as he walked – chuckling. His hands gripped tightly your thighs and for a moment you felt a light blush appear to your cheeks, because you two had never been so close before. His torso moved up and down as he let out low chuckles that made your heart beat faster than before, but in a matter of a couple of seconds, his touch left your skin and you found yourself thrown in the water again – without warning.

Taehyung laughed, looking around the lake expecting you to come out ready to yell at him – but his heart became to beat faster when he was met with complete silence.

“Y/N?!” He yelled out, feeling completely shocked and afraid as he looked for you under the water – finally noticing you three feet away from him.

“Oh my fucking god!” He yelled, jumping in to take you out and afraid that he had hurt you by accident.

His arms wrapped around you as he brought you up to the surface, hugging you with all the power that he had in his body.

Your eyes were closed and he looked around your face, trying to see if you were hurt anywhere.

“Please tell me you’re okay.” He muttered shakily caressing your face before jumping at the sight of you opening your eyes.

“Dude do you like me that much?” You asked before cracking up for the prank that you had successfully pulled on him. Taehyung let you go, touching his heart with a hand before looking back at you.

“I didn’t think that you would fall for it.” You said in between the laughs, looking at his pale expression.

In that moment - looking at you with wet and shiny skin, a bright smile on your face and the sound of your clear laugh echoing in the air – he finally realized.

Yes, he did like you that much.

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"Where will we go tomorrow?" your words broke the comfortable silence in which you were absorbed, still enjoying the freshness of the water.

"I guess I'll just follow the road. We need to find supplies, and places that have them are big cities, most of the time. We're not that far from one, if I'm not wrong. And we need to find a safe place.".

You listened quietly before you asked "Will you miss this place?".

Taehyung looked at you deeply "Of course I will. But we'll be alright anywhere safe".

As long as you are with me.

"I guess I'm gonna go back in, it's getting colder. You coming?" He asked you but you shook your head.

You wanted to enjoy all of it one last time

"Yeah, just in a bit." you smiled.

He smiled back before turning and reaching the shore.

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He was right, it was getting colder - the landscape around you was beginning to turn golden as the sun went down and his body too: you could see his dark skin turning gold, illuminated by rays of light.

You had never seen someone so majestic.

He didn't look majestic in the typical prince way, neither he looked like a Greek god.

He looked so captivating and surreal because he was real. You could see little scars on his body, and those little imperfections that to your eyes seemed even more beautiful.

In that bright landscape he seemed even more bright to you.

You then turned around as well and gave a fond look to everything that surrounded you falling in love with that place once again.

And maybe it was because of the magic you two were living there, because you were well aware it wasn't just the landscape you were in love with.

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Not many minutes later you decided to get out of the water, realizing that the clothes who you had used that they, were the only ones who were still more or less cleaned.

You felt the chilly air hitting your wet body, softly but piercingly and you hugged your chest, trying to cover up your naked skin.

“Fuck.” You muttered, beginning to walk towards the farm.

You stood in front of the car thinking about what could you do, when Taehyung brought you to reality.

"Jesus Christ, Y/N, you're gonna freeze!" he was looking at you from the back of the pick up – worry stamped on his face - and immediately started looking in your bag for clothes.

"I-I don't have anymore clothes" You answered stuttering, cussing in your mind at the sound of your voice, full of embarrassment.

As soon as he heard you, he immediately pulled out a t-shirt and a sweatshirt, running towards you.

He helped you wearing them, even though you insisted that you could do it by yourself, and he gave you quick rubs against your shoulders before walking inside the living room.

Taehyung had lit up the fireplace and ordered you to sit in front of it for a while – relaxing at the warmth of the fire. His shirt almost reached half of your thighs, and the sleeves of the sweatshirt were definitely too long for your relatively short arms.

I must look ridiculous. You thought, pouting every now and then while looking at the clothes.

The boy, on the other hand, didn't think you looked one bit ridiculous. You looked beautiful. And he felt something in his chest when he looked at you, curled in a ball in front of the fireplace, trying to warm up with his clothes on.

It felt right, seeing you with something that belonged to him. You felt his. Not in a possessive way – Taehyung felt like only he had the right and the duty to protect you, and to make you feel at ease.

He would have fought everyone to let you be safe.

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You two sat on the couch for a while in silence without talking much, but Taehyung’s thoughts were interrupted by your sudden movement and your sweet voice, that asked him to join you on the back of the pick up for a while.

“It’s a great night, maybe we could even see the stars.” You told him, trying to convince him because you didn’t want to be alone – not when you knew that he could keep you company.

He looked at you, trying to mask his happiness at your request with a fake, annoyed tone.

“Ughh…Fine, princess.” He said getting up, making you blush once again with the pet name that he had decided to use for you.

You had already heard it before, but it always made your heart beat faster.

Not much after, you were both sitting on the mattress in the car, hearing the sounds of the night and looking at the small dots of lights in the sky.

“What is your biggest concern?” He suddenly asked, breaking the silence with his rough and low toned voice.

“Mh?” You turned your face towards him, distracted by the stars.

“Your concern. Do you have one now?” He asked you again repeating the question and you looked back at the sky, thinking deeply about the answer.

“Is ‘trying not to get killed’ too lame?” You said, making him chuckle lightly.

“I guess that everyone’s concern is related to surviving now. I would like to be safe…feel like I don’t need to worry about walking around without a gun or a knife, or whatever.” You continued and he nodded – understanding perfectly what you were trying to say.

“It would be nice.” He muttered, resting his head to the iron behind him while looking up.

“For how long do you think that this will go on?” This time around, you were the one that asked the question and Taehyung sighed before starting to speak.

“I think that it will go on for a long time. We should try to find a safe place and after everything will come to an end, we’ll just relax and maybe come back here to live at the farm.” He said, making you widen your eyes at his words. You didn’t think he would want to stay by your side even without survival purpose, but that affirmation made you feel happy inside.

“It would be nice.” You muttered, copying the tone that he had previously used and causing a small laugh to get out of his pink lips.

“You know what I’m afraid of?” He asked once again – a tint of sadness in his eyes in contrast with the curiosity that filled yours.

It was the first time for you to hear him speak this much.

“What?”

“Forgetting about what It was like before.” You furrowed your brows, not quite understanding where he was coming from.

“You won’t forget about anything.” You said firmly and this time, he looked at you in the eyes – waiting for a further explanation.

“You have your memories and that’s the only thing that matters. You have emotions still livid in your mind and everything related to them will stay for the rest of your life.” You continued, noticing a small smile on his face.

You two went quiet after that, mesmerized by the hundreds lights in front of your eyes and you both breathed calmly as the stars hung above you – as if strung in the air by invisible strings.

They were filling the darkness, transforming the jet black color of the sky into a beautiful blue haze that hid galaxies in it.

You could have stayed there for an eternity, as long as Taehyung stayed by your side.

“Y/N?” Your name came out like a soft breeze from his lips and you felt chills run down your spine at the sound.

“Mh?”

“What do you miss the most about the normality?” He asked without diverting his gaze from the little lights that made his skin shine as if it was porcelain.

You turned your head, looking at him and you felt frozen despite the, now warmer, weather.

You stopped your gaze to his features, admiring the beauty that he owned as soft bows of winds moved his long hair out of his eyes – thinking that a person like him was probably surreal.

From the moment you saw him for the first time as he saved your life – taking you under his wing to protect you from the nightmares that were becoming reality in the world – you knew that he was surreal and you could call yourself lucky, only because you had the chance to stay by his side.

“I wish I could love without being afraid.” You whispered without looking away from him, feeling your heart beat like drumrolls.

Taehyung moved as those words came to his hears, turning slowly his head to look at you in the eyes – losing himself inside them.

You stayed like this for a couple of seconds, just looking at each other eyes without making a sound and it seemed like an eternity before someone finally decided to do something.

Your breath got caught in your throat as Taehyung grabbed your face with his hands before smashing his lips on yours like he had tried to restrain himself from doing that for the longest time.

You melted as soon as his chapped, strong lips started moving roughly against yours. And when you started kissing him back, you immediately felt something passing in every single part of your body like a shock, in every vein, every nerve, every inch of flesh.

You didn't know what it was at first: fear, surprise, desire, arousal.

But as soon as he started nibbling at your lower lip you realized what kind of sensation was running through your bones. You parted your lips slightly to let his tongue in, but the boy kept on nibbling until he suddenly reclaimed your lips, brushing your tongue with his.

He kept on kissing you deeply until he moved his hands from your face and tightly gripped you hips, guiding them until you were positioned on his lap, your legs not covered anymore by this shirt –wrapped around his hips. You broke the kiss at the sudden motion, almost gasping for air and letting out shaky breaths.

"You have no idea...how much I wanted to do this..." he said against your throat with a very low tone, enough to send vibration directly to your lower body.

"No idea...how much I've wanted to touch you...". His warm hands started wandering on your naked thighs, under them, brushing your curves, while his lips were starting to suck and nibble on your collarbones.

Your lips opened lightly to let out a soft moan as he started, and you could feel him smirking against your skin "Are we sensitive already, princess? I just started." he whispered, lips now against your ear.

You wanted to feel him, you needed to feel him. You tugged at the hem of his shirt, and his lips left your soft skin so as he could pull the fabric off of him, immediately reattaching them to your neck.

His nibbles and sucks were getting rougher and stronger, causing you to let out louder moans and to lightly scratch his back, to which he responded with a low growl.

He stopped and let out a loud moan when he felt you grinding on his hard lap, desperate to find friction.

"Do it again, princess." he said, although he didn’t have the need - you were already grinding again and again, every time rougher than the previous.

"Fuck Y/N, since when you were- oh god- this needy, mm?". You smirked before starting to breathe against his ear, and every moan you let out went directly to his lap, sending shocks in his body. You tried to move your hips, but his hands kept them still against him. You couldn't move or find friction in any way while he kept on marking your skin.

"Tae, let me move...I need to move" you moaned out, but he seemed too busy to hear you, sucking harshly on your skin.

"I-It hurts, please". As you whined, he finally let your neck free and tapped his thigh.

"Sit here and start grinding. Let's see how much it will take you" he challenged you.

You immediately left his lap and positioned to hug his thigh with your legs, your hands on his strong, bare shoulders and started moving.

You weren't getting any friction, having still your panties on. Taehyung saw you struggling and started tugging at your panties, as a signal to take them off.

Once you removed the cloth, he groaned at the sight of you bare and harshly took your shirt off of you, leaving only your bra on.

As soon as your lips brushed his thigh, you rolled back your head. You hadn't any type of sexual activity since the outbreak and you had been feeling extremely sensitive for months now. Your loud moans were driving Taehyung insane and you didn't even notice how he started unbuckling his belt, taking out his member from his pants to arouse himself while looking at you riding his thigh. He started stroking himself as he kept his eyes on you, your movement were getting rougher at each grind as you watched him getting off.

"Holy shit princess, you look so good like that, getting off while thinking of me stroking against you, uh?".

"Oh my god.” You moaned - each grind sending you close to your orgasm.

“You like hearing me talking like this? I’ve been wanting to fuck you since I saw you changing for the first time thinking that I was sleeping next to you. Fuck, I just wanted to take you and bend you down on the car sit under me. Pumping my dick in you until you couldn’t walk anymore.” He moaned in your ear, taking off your bra to squeeze your breasts with his big hand. With a quick movement, he bounced his leg up – throwing you off the edge.

You came with a loud and long moan, slowing down the movement of your hips as you grabbed his hair, pulling it slightly and Taehyung growled at the sight, feeling close to his orgasm.

Looking down at the huge, wet spot that stained his pants under you, he reached his high as well, feeling so much relief at the release he had waited for so long.

You gave him small kisses along his jawline and he let out a satisfied moan, pulling you closer to his chest with his arms wrapped around your torso.

You did the same around his neck and Taehyung got up from his seated position – keeping you up with his hands on your thighs as he tried to place you lightly on your back, so that he could show you how much he was in love with you.

Unfortunately, because of the euphoria that he still had in his body – or because of the darkness of the night – he failed to measure well enough the size of the mattress, causing you to bang your head against the edge of the car.

As soon as Taehyung heard the loud sound, followed by a whine that came out of your mouth – the boy widened his eyes, distancing himself from your body to look at you better.

“Holy shit! Y/N are you okay?!” He panicked, looking guilty as you touched your head – already knowing that a bump would come out.

“Princess I’m so sorry! Did I hurt you that much?” He asked, looking at you with worry in his face – that soon dissolved when you started cracking up.

“We’re a mess.” You laughed, making him giggle at your words as he helped you out before placing a kiss on your forehead.

You looked up, letting a small kiss to his lips as he tried to lay you down again – this time keeping one hand under you head.

Taehyung started kissing the skin on your neck, where purple hickeys were already showing, and his hands caressed your body wandering around the naked skin. You could feel the heat that his body was realizing.

He touched your thigh, drawing small circles on the skin with his fingers and your breath got caught on your throat. You looked at him with an apologizing expression as he moved away to look at you in the eyes with furrowed brows, stopping all of his movements.

“Did I do something wrong?” He asked, searching for a source of unease on your face but you shook your head at his question.

“No, you did nothing wrong- It’s just that I’m a bit sensible there.” You said and he looked down on your thigh, widening his eyes at the sight of the huge scar drawn on the skin.

“Is it…?” You nodded, already knowing what the rest of his sentence was going to say and he hummed in understanding, tracing his fingers on the long scar with care and gentleness.

He moved away from you without listening to your small whine at the loss of his touch and he lightly opened your legs, placing himself between them.

You gasped at the sensation of his lips kissing the scar and your hand moved to grab his hair without you noticing.

He traced small kissed along the marked skin keeping eye contact with you as he touched around it with his lips.

“This doesn’t define who you are, it only shows that you’re strong and that you survived.” He whispered looking at you in the eyes, causing you to blush lightly before going on with his pecks, making you moan gently as he started kissing your groin – squeezing your legs with his hands.

When he realized that you felt at ease with the strange sensation that was flowing through your body, he started licking through your folds with his warm muscle. You felt every inch getting hotter and hotter as the licks became more rough, until he started teasing your clit with the tip of the tongue. Your breaths became whimpers and then loud moans as he alternated licks and sucks on the most sensitive part of your body: he was making you go crazy.

You tug on his hair almost seemed like you wanted him to stop, or at least that's what the boy thought. But your sounds of satisfaction were saying the complete opposite. And they got louder as soon as he inserted one of his long fingers to stretch you out.

"Do you enjoy it, princess? " he said against your clit, and you could feel every single vibration coming from his lips going straight inside of you.

Your response was a breathy and shaky "'Yes" followed by another moan, at the sudden sensation of having other two fingers inside of you. As soon as they started curling and moving, you didn't know how but you found the strength to grip his hair even tighter.

"God, Tae, don't stop please" you whimpered and you felt his lips detach from your clit a second, just to look at you with a smirk on his face. You could still feel his breath on your groin and you whined at the lost of touch.

"How could I not keep you satisfied, with those moans of appreciation that you let out of those delicious lips of yours." he whispered and breathed on your clit, reattaching to them immediately.

The pace of his fingers increased, and his mouth began to suck harder and harder.

It didn't take long for you to be so near to the edge, again.

''I-I'm close, oh fuck, so close" you let out pushing him even more towards your entrance.

He suddenly detached from you, taking his fingers out and you whined even louder, far too euphoric to complain. Feeling the urge to come, you touched your own clit and tried to come by yourself - but he grabbed your hands and put them above your head. "Not like that, princess. I want to feel you coming around me, okay? Full of my cock." he whispered directly on your ear, and the need to come was stronger than ever as he got out of his pants and boxers. You could finally see him entirely for the first time: he didn't look real. He was giving off an aura of desire, dominance: you couldn't help but stare at his features.

"Like what you see?" he smirked.

"You're stunning.” You muttered, causing him to blush at the sound of that compliment.

He didn't expect that. His smirk suddenly dropped, and he looked at you with wide eyes. He brought a hand to your cheek and kissed you deeply.

"You should see yourself, princess. You're the most beautiful thing I've ever laid eyes on.” He began leaving soft pecks around your mouth, down to your throat, then to your breasts as he spread your legs to place himself in between them with impatience. You knew that his touch would leave bruises on you but you were feeling too much pleasure to care.

He grabbed his hard cock, teasing your clit by brushing it against you for a moment – trailing it along your own intimacy until he heard a long moan get out of your lips – you were feeling something that no one had ever made you feel before, his touch was becoming like an addiction for you.

After he believed that he had teased you too long, he grabbed your hips roughly, pushing inside.

You wrapped your arms around his torso, scratching his back with your nails as you moaned in pleasure at the filling of his cock buried inside you. He groaned as well, moving slowly his hips – feeling how tight you were around him and how wet you were as he fucked you. As soon as both of you got used to the feeling of being wrapped around each others, Taehyung started to move more frantically, slamming his hips against yours and causing both of you to let out strangled moans and whimpers.

“You’re making me feel so good.” You groaned, receiving a moan from him in response.

He pulled you onto him with each thrust, fucking you roughly against the mattress without showing any sign of exhaustion.

“You feel so fucking good around me, so wet and tight for my cock.” He groaned, rolling his hips around you as he held onto your leg, pulling it against his chest so that he could bury his dick even more deep inside you – hitting your G-spot.

“Oh my fucking god.” You cried out, feeling a sense of pleasure that you had never experienced before. You pushed your hips against his, trying to get him to hit that spot again and he quickly understood what you were trying to do.

“Has no one ever fucked you this good? Mh? No one reached so deep inside you before?” He asked with a growl as he slammed his cock in your G-spot, causing you to gasp and moan louder then before while clenching the soft mattress with your hands.

“F-Fuck Tae, keep going.”  You moaned, feeling his hands on your ass cheeks as he raised your hips, moving them up and down to rub yourself on him.

You were just about to have your orgasm and Taehyung’s shaky breaths were telling you that he was feeling the same way – you closed your eyes at the enormous pleasure but he grabbed your face harshly, causing you to open them instantly.

“Look at me.” He gasped, looking down at your sweaty and naked body.

Your breasts were moving as he slammed himself on you and your teary, tired eyes were looking at him with arousal and pleasure – cumming on his cock.

“Shit, you look so pretty like this.” He moaned, feeling himself on the edge at the feeling of your hot, wet liquid on him.

“Cum on me.” You whispered, looking at him with your doll-like eyes as he pulled out from you – pumping his hard and throbbing cock with his hand. He rolled his head back as he reached his orgasm – hot and wet drops of cum reaching your breasts as he came without looking away from your body.

You were both still trying to catch your breath as he suddenly got up, looking for something in his bag. You wanted to get up as well but you were feeling too weak to move. Wondering was he was trying to do, you waited for him to lie back down when you felt a hand brushing your hip and thigh, and then a soft cloth against your chest.

You saw Taehyung leaned above you, busy trying to clean you up as good as he could. His other hand was still massaging your side. You blushed slightly at the sight of his lovely expression - once he was done cleaning your chest, he pulled away to reach in between your legs, squeezing your side just to warn you, the sensation of the cloth was probably going to bother you. You still felt sensitive down there, and Taehyung was trying his best to clean you up without hurting you.

After making sure that you were clean, he laid beside you covering you and himself up with a blanket, and moved your back near him, against his chest as his arms sneaked around your hips.

You could feel his heartbeat on your back, his soft breath on your heart.

You felt so peaceful. His hand started wandering lightly on your sides, belly and thighs as he spoke softly.

"Are you okay? ". His voice felt like honey, warm and golden to your ear.

“Yeah." you responded with a small smile on your face, but he couldn't see you, so you turned so that you could face him.

As soon as he saw your beautiful eyes, your pink, warm lips, something lit up in his chest.

You were so beautiful.

"Y/N... " he started shakily.

He was anxious. It wasn't easy for him, to let out everything. To let you know what he had felt for you since the beginning. It wasn't easy to tell you he loved you. But he had do. He needed to.

You were looking at him with a curious and slightly concerned eyes.

He brought a hand to brush the hair off your face, and brushed your lips with his fingertips.

"Y/N...I... I know this might sound scary to you, and honestly it scares me too. But I've been feeling this way since the first time I saw you. And I'm not talking about when I first saw you during the outbreak. I'm talking about when I first saw you as yourself. That's when I fell for you. I fell for you when you started arguing back, when you started being more comfortable with what you had to deal with, when you began opening yourself with me. I fell for you when I saw your dreamy gaze on your face as you looked around here. I fell for you when I realized what a beautiful, stunning, unique creature you are, Y/N. And you have no idea of how happy I am when I see you smile, when I hear you laugh, when I realize you're not scared to deal with this world. You make me happy in a way that no one else has ever had.".

He could feel your breath against his fingers. He could see the tears in your eyes.

But you also saw his.

"I love you and even if we were trying to stay together without catching feelings, I couldn’t help but fell for you." he breathed out, and in that moment you've never felt so happy.

You felt at home right there, in his arms.

"I love you too Tae. So so much" you finally said. You had waited to much to tell him.

And when you did you felt light as air.

Taehyung caressed your face, brushing his thumb on your lips before kissing them deeply one last time.

You felt sparks in you. For the first time you could feel the pure form of love, affection, on his lips.

You could have stayed like this forever and that's how you fell asleep, that night: with the brightest smile on your face, his heartbeat and the sound of the wind to sink you to sleep. You've never been more grateful that you were alive. And even if you had to fight the world to survive, it was worth it as long as you had him by your side.

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The next day you woke up to the sound of birds and to the feeling of a soft blanket on your naked body. He was beside you, looking at you with the softest eyes.

"Good morning" you mumbled softly, still a bit sleepy.

"Good morning princess." he said kissing your nose. He was already dressed, and, wrapping the blanket around your chest, you felt embarrassed at your state.

He saw your cheeks heating up and chuckled.

"It's not like I've not seen you naked already" he teased you while getting off the back of the pick up.

You let out a small chuckle that soon went away, replaced by a smile.

"We have to go, don't we?" you said with a frown on your face.

"We'll come back. I promise." he was looking at you directly in the eyes. He wasn't lying.

You nodded with a small smile. You trusted him.

After getting dressed, you two went around the farm one last time to make sure you had everything. Ten minutes later you were on your seat. Taehyung started the car, and as soon as the landscape around you started moving, you felt a bit of sadness making its way in your head.

You saw Taehyung giving you a soft smile, which you returned and you found yourself on the road again.

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“What do we need to find?” You asked Taehyung as he parked the car at the side of the street, looking in the distance at an abandoned shopping mall.

“Food, if you want you can also see if they have clothes for you because you don’t have many.” He said taking two guns out of the car – handing one to you.

You took it, holding tightly on it before following his quick steps and reaching the entrance of the building.

It was pretty big, the walls were gray and many holes and cracked marked them all around, there weren’t many things inside, probably because a shop this big attracted the attention of many people and you weren’t the first one that came up with the idea of stealing sources.

“Let’s split, you’ll check there and I’ll check here.” You said, looking at the cupboards with various snacks and foods. Taehyung nodded, heading out to look at the other aisle of the building where hopefully there were more things to take.

You stuffed your backpack with everything that you could find, cussing out loud every time you realized that the food you had in your hand was expired.

“Do you have anything in there?” Taehyung yelled from the other room, frustration vivid in his voice.

“Not much, the majority is expired but I have a bunch of sweets in my backpack. Maybe its enough.” You yelled back, walking towards the the other aisle where he was. Every shelf was completely empty and only dust filled the air.

“I guess we need to find another place; this one has nothing.” Taehyung muttered with a pout on his face before turning around – ready to go back in the car and drive down the road.

You were just about to follow him, ready with your backpack on your shoulders when you heard someone call your name.

You stopped in your track, confusion stamped on your face as you looked at Taehyung’s back.

“Did you heard it?” You asked him and the boy turned around, looking more confused than you.

“Heard what?” He responded, staying silent for a couple of seconds to heard if anything made a noise.

A loud coughing resounded in the empty building and you felt chills roll down your spine.

Taehyung grabbed your hand, ready to pull you out and ran away from there but you pushed his hand away.

“He called my name.” You murmured and Taehyung looked at you as if he was about to kill you.

“We need to go away Y/N!” You walked around the hallway with your gun tight on your hand, looking for the source of the noise when you suddenly heard your name again.

“Y/N! I’m here!” It came out like a murmur but you understood it as soon as that voice came to your ears. Taehyung tried to follow you and pull you back outside but you ran in one of the rooms, freezing at the sight.

You didn’t recognized him at first, but after a couple of seconds you understood: there he was.

Barely standing on those skinny legs, the remaining parts of the blouse he used to always wear to work coated in blood. Your eyes started watering as soon as he looked at you with a smile on his face.

"...d-dad?" you sobbed, ignoring the yells of Taehyung behind you,

He looked at you with hopeful eyes, but you saw a trace of sadness.

"Oh god Y/N I'm so happy you're here!" he sounded normal. But you knew he wasn't. You couldn't take your eyes off the bite on the exposed skin of his shoulder. Tears were filling your eyes. Why was he acting like that?

"Dad what...what happened to you" you were shocked.

"Y/N! " you heard Taehyung’s voice closer to you, but he stopped yelling as soon as he saw what was happening in front of you.

"I... I don't know..." your father looked confused at his shoulder, almost scared.

"Oh my god" Taehyung had finally reached you and held your hand tightly.

"He's delirious... I...I don’t know what happened.” You cried, looking at him full of fear and he answered with a look full of pity.

“I think he couldn’t sustain the loss of who was around him.” Taehyung said grabbing you by your hand – so that you wouldn’t get close to him.

Your heart broke. You couldn't let him turn into a zombie.

"W-when did they bite you? " you asked with a fake smile on your face, maybe he wasn’t understanding the gravity of what was happening.

"I think five days ago... I don't remember exactly.” Now he was smiling. It seemed like he turned into a different person in a matter of seconds. He wasn’t your father. He was far gone. Maybe you should’ve stayed with him the night of the apocalypse – if you did, now he wouldn’t be traumatized.

Your tears were painting your face as you thought about how he used to be, and what he had become.

"I can't let him go, Tae. I don’t want to. " you turned to him with imploring eyes and he looked at you with sadness.

"He's going to turn into one of them tomorrow, Y/N. We can't bring him with us. You turn after 5 days."

"He's the only member of my family I have left" you implored.

"I don't want him to suffer. Not again.". Your dad was walking around the room, like nothing was happening. It almost seemed like he didn't know he was going to turn into a monster.

"There's only one way...to not let him suffer anymore...and to not let him transform. " Taehyung looked at you deeply holding your hands.

You knew exactly what he was talking about. You panicked, shaking your head desperately.

" It can't be the only way. " you were crying even harder.

"I'm so sorry. " he looked at you, tears forming on his own eyes. He was devastated too.

It was the only thing to do. You knew it.

"O..Okay…Okay." You whispered heavily, closing your eyes to calm yourself down.

"Can you try to get him to lay down? That way it won't be that difficult...". Taehyung asked with a soft voice, petting your shoulder and you nodded sniffling before turning away.

You started walking towards your dad who was now looking at some broken glass on the floor.

"Dad...hey dad, can you please lay down a bit? You should rest" you said to him, coughing to get a steadier voice. You heart ached more at every word. Every lie. Every fake smile.

"Sure, I think I might take a nap. Are we going home after that?" he asked you hopeful.

"Of course we will, dad. We're going bring you with us." Lies.

“I missed you so much Y/N I almost died from how worried I was. Luckily I didn’t and now we can stay together.” He said with a smile as he laid down looking at you – you felt your heart break.

As soon as he closed his eyes, you turned towards Taehyung.

He had his hands around his gun.

"Come here. " he said softly, signing you to hug him – so that he could hide your face in his chest.

"I can't do it... I can't" You sobbed.

"You can, Y/N. You're doing what's best for him, okay? There’s no other way." he pecked the top of your head, placing the cold gun in your hands before bringing you arm up, pointing at your father.

"I'm going to aim for you, okay? "

You nodded without looking away from the cloth of his shirt.

"Close your eyes. ". You did. You could feel your hands around the gun, his around yours.

Your fingers on the trigger. His breath against your ear.

"Everything will be okay. " You nodded through the pain.

As soon as the bang of the gun echoed in the air, you felt empty.

The gun fell on the floor and so did you, covered with tears.

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After an hour after what had happened, you were back in the car seat next to Taehyung, as he searched for a place that could contain something useful. You felt numb and tired, almost as if you were just living a dream – or a nightmare – and you couldn’t get up.

When Taehyung started the car you didn't even notice.

You were too overwhelmed and started feeling nauseous as he kept on driving, until you told him to stop the car and threw up on the sidewalk. For a moment you thought that you were sick, but you knew that it was only in your head.

"It's going to get better, I promise". He kept on reassuring you, while driving to another forgotten place to rob.

Since you hadn’t found anything at the mall, you needed to stop somewhere else.

You wanted to ask him where were you headed, but words couldn't seem to exit your mouth.

The next hours passed slowly and quietly.

None of you said a word. Your gun was still on the dashboard, where Taehyung put it, and you didn’t dare to look at it.

It was getting darker outside, and even though the windows were closed you started to feel the cold air in your bones.

"Princess" he called you softly.

You didn't face him. You kept on watching the landscape moving around you. A sigh escaped from his lips.

"Y/N....we’re stopping for a bit. We have to find something to eat, we're almost out of everything. Okay?" he was looking at you with sad eyes and a hand on your thigh.

You nodded after looking at him, but when you two arrived at the place, you wish you never did.

You were in a small abandoned city and the road was empty, like everything else.

The aura of that placed was too ghostly. It was scaring you to death.

He stopped the car in front of an abandoned building that seemed in pretty good conditions but something still didn't feel right.

Once you got out of the car, you started hearing sounds; Glass creaking, wind blowing, doors moving.

You were getting more anxious by every minute.

"Tae this doesn't feel right. Let's go something else." you said tugging his wrist and looking towards the car.

"We can't, Y/N. This might be a good place to find something. We have to try." he said firmly.

"Have you not heard all those noises? We can't be the only one here, Tae."

"Fine, I’ll stay out here so that nobody enters. And if I see anything I’ll search for you right away."  he suggested. You were still unsure, but you needed to find things to eat – so you just nodded, going inside the dark and gloomy place.

When you entered the building, everything seemed normal. You couldn't tell what was his function, it was almost empty. Dust covered the walls and the rooms where lightened up by a couple of broken windows. The hallway didn’t have anything useful inside, so you decided to go up and see if on the first floor you could find some food.

You climbed the stairs as quietly as you could, still hearing some sounds now and then that made you freak out. You tried not to think too much about it, because you knew that your mind could play tricks – especially after what had happened with your father a couple of hours before.

The ends of the stairs led to what seemed like a kitchen full of cabinets, that you hoped contained something.

Walking slowly towards them, you started to open every pantry one by one, finding nothing eatable nor anything that could be useful for you or Taehyung.

When you reached to open the last cabinet, you heard a strange sound that made you froze on the spot. This time you were sure that it wasn’t anything made up by your mind, but you had actually heard that noise in real life.

Looking around anxiously, you tried to see what could have been and you took a knife out of your pocket to defend yourself from whoever could be there.

You stayed silent, looking at a cupboard that had the door ajar, but you decided not to walk towards it – feeling like it could be a bad idea.

You took one step back, trying to get out of the kitchen as quietly as possible, but something blocked your way and you ended up kicking a piece of wood that had probably fallen from the ceiling.

Letting out a small cuss, you backed away quickly, noticing something moving from inside the storage room and soon, a monster made his way out – looking directly at you.

The zombie had white eyes and blood all over himself, the skin was peeling off from his flesh and the clothes that he had on where almost all ripped off.

“Fuck!” You let out, looking at the zombie that was now chasing you, before running away – feeling adrenaline on your whole body as you tried to get away from him.

Your legs were working as fast as they could, but it wasn't enough, you almost slipped, trying to get out of the room - feeling the movements of the zombie getting closer and closer. He let out loud grunts and growls that made your chills roll down your spine.

You screamed as loud as you could, knowing that Taehyung wasn’t too far from you but as soon as you tried to look for him, the body of the zombie slammed into yours and you found yourself on the ground, crying and cussing in an attempt of getting it off of you.

Taehyung was keeping an eye on the entrance of the building when he heard something. Something similar to a muffled cry.

As he was tried to understand who might have let it out, he heard your voice and widened his eyes after he realized that you were screaming.

He started running as fast as he could inside, not caring about the broken glass under his feet - immediately getting up after he slipped on them. You kept on screaming and for a moment Taehyung thought that he was going insane, trying to understand where it was coming from. He began climbing sets of stairs as the screams grew louder.

He then saw you laying on the ground, trying to move away the zombie that was above you.

You were kicking, screaming, freaking out as you fought with all your strength the pale, bloody monster above you.

You started to feel excruciating pain as the monster grabbed you roughly trying to tear your flesh apart with his rotten teeth, but despite it you managed to kick him giving Taehyung the opportunity to shot him dead in the head.

The body of the zombie dropped down emotionless and Taehyung ran towards you, full of fear and regret as he helped you get up.

"Fuck, I shouldn't have let you come here alone, are you okay? Did he hurt you?" you were looking at him in the eye without talking - your eyes wide. He looked more frustrated than before after he got silence as an answer.

"Y/N, did you fucking hear me? Why the fuck are you looking at me like tha-".

As he put his hands on your hips, he froze and felt his heart stop and the touch of warm blood – spotting a huge stain that drenched your shirt. He looked down feeling tears form on his eyes at the sight of the bite.

"No..No…No." he tore your shirt and took a better look at the wound but all he saw was blood and teeth marks.

"No no, no this can’t be."He couldn't stop mumbling.

You felt your heart break at the sight of his body shaking, but you didn’t know what to do.

"M-Maybe you will not get infected, maybe you will heal. I-I'm sure we can do something to fix this." He quickly wiped away the tears from his eyes and he spoke with sore and broken voice.

"I-I'm okay Tae. It doesn't hurt.” You said with a trembling voice, taking his hands and he took you in his arms, knowing too well that all those words were only a lie. 

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SECOND AND LAST PART 

[bnhafluffandstuff]

Hello. I request a scenario where hawks’s girlfriend tells him she’s pregnant

I live for this fluffy domestic shit and I mean LIVE for it ahhh~

“How you feeling, angel?” Hawks wrapped his arms around the waist of his girlfriend, resting his head on her shoulder. “Doc appointment go well?” 

 “Yea it did” She hummed, leaning into him with a smile, gently petting the feathers on one of his large wings, earning a soft coo from him. “Feeling much better too” 

She had been experiencing intense waves on nausea for nearly two weeks, waking up early in the morning to puke over the toilet, her loving boyfriend holding her hair for her all the while. Hawks had convinced her to see a doctor to figure what was going on. The news and anti nausea meds had put her in high sprites. 

“Although” She turned in his arms and playfully poked his nose. “I was feeling so terrible cause of you big guy” 

“Me? How? What did they say?” He watched with concern as she danced out of his arms, dipped into their shared bedroom before returning with a small but plan gift bag and plopping it into his hands.  

“This should answer everything” She did her best to hide the growing smile as she watch him dig through the bag, pulling out a pair of baby shoes and the doctors note she had received. He gave her a quick look of confusion before opening the note. 

Hawks scanned the note, his eyes pausing at three key words

Four weeks pregnant 

It all made sense. He smiled widely, setting the shoes and note to the side to pull her into his chest resting his forehead onto hers.

“Definitely my fault then” He chucked, nuzzling her hair. “Thank you, angel” 

Despite how calm he appeared, she could tell just how excited he was as his wings lightly fluttered in pure happiness. 

[jos-corner-of-the-world]

Last House on the Left - {20}

{1} – {2} – {3} – {4} – {5} – {6} – {7} – {8} -- {9} -- {10} -- {11} -- {12} -- {13} -- {14} - {15} - {16} -- {17} -- {18} -- {19} 

You sat outside for awhile, just thinking of Minghao’s words.  

You honestly weren’t sure how long you could keep it up, but you guessed you were going to find out.  You didn’t have the strength or energy to try and figure it all out right now.

You pulled yourself from the warm chair you were sitting in, keeping the blanket wrapped firmly around you, heading inside to start making breakfast.

You figured out, as you walked through the house, that everyone except for Heechul was still here from last night.

Making breakfast for seventeen people was no easy task, but luckily you’d planned ahead a little.  As you were finishing your third carton of eggs, almost all the guys were up and milling about the house.

Seungcheol and Jeonghan looked especially rough this morning, their Joker and Harley makeup not faring well overnight.

You pulled out leftover plates and silverware from the party last night and set all the food on the counter you’d cleared off as you cooked.

Breakfast was a loud affair, as are most things that happen in your home now.  But you enjoyed it.  It kept your mind from wandering too far.  Which is something, no matter how hard Minghao pushed, you didn’t want.

After breakfast the guys started dispersing for their own homes.  You watched curiously as Jooheon left with Kihyun and Wonho, having struck up an apparent fast friendship with the latter.

After everyone was gone, save for Minghao of course,  you started cleaning the house.  Since it was Sunday, you needed to get it done today so you didn’t have to come home from work tomorrow and do it.

It was not going to be a simple task, but you relished in the feeling of being busy.

Minghao came out, fresh from the shower, twenty minutes later to help you.

“I got this.  It was my party anyway.” you told him, shooing him away from the kitchen counter he was trying to clean.

“Are you mad?” he asked, stopping what he was doing to turn and look at you.

“Mad about what?” you asked.

“What I said outside this morning.”

“No.”

And you really weren’t mad.  You were confused, but that was kind of your normal state when something like that was brought to your attention.  Your confusion wasn’t because of him, but how his words had made you feel.

“Then what’s wrong?” he asked, not wanting to push, but also wanting to know.

You sighed as you set down the garbage bag you were throwing cups away in.

“I just...need to think. That’s all.” you told him.

Minghao looked into your eyes for a minute.  He then nodded his head and walked back into his room.

You spent most of the day cleaning, getting the house as spotless as you could.  

 You ended up going to bed early, having to work in the morning, and still feeling the effects of the loads of alcohol you’d consumed the night before.  You ended up not talking to Minghao again after he’d retreated to his room that afternoon.

You woke up Monday morning after having a weird dream.  You laughed to yourself lightly as you got up to get ready for work,

After you got ready, you went out to start the coffee pot, when you found your coffee cup you took to work with you on the counter already, next to a packed lunch.

On top of it was a post it with the words “I’m sorry” written on it.

You smiled to yourself as you thought of Minghao getting up earlier than you, on his day off no less, to make you coffee and lunch because he thought you were mad at him.

You took out a pen from the drawer, writing “don’t be” with a smiley face under his words.  You put the post it on the counter, and left for work.

You got there a few minutes earlier than normal, not having to make coffee or lunch for the day.

Kihyun and Heechul showed up at the same time for your ritual morning get together in your room.  You smiled slightly at the sight of Heechul.

“I had a lot of fun Saturday.” he told you.

“I’m glad to hear that.  I’m really glad you came.” you told him honestly.

He then turned to Kihyun.

“Your friend looks pretty hot in a toga.” he said, surprising both you and Kihyun.

“He does, doesn’t he!” you laughed.

Kihyun just looked between the two of you.

“I don’t like this.” he said, smirking slightly.

“What? A straight man and a crazy woman can’t appreciate a half naked dude in a toga?” Heechul asked.

“What a shame.” he added before he left the room, smiling brightly at both of you on his way out.

“That was weird.” Kihyun said.

“It was.  I’m not crazy.” you defended weakly.  “But I love him even more now.” you added.

“I mean…” Kihyun trailed off.

“Gonna stop you right there dude!” you pointed at him, laughing.

“Why did you keep staring at him though?” Kihyun asked you as he came to sit on the side of your desk.

“I had a dream about him last night.” you told him.

“What kind of dream are we talking here?” he asked salaciously.

“Not that kind!” you laughed, hitting him on his arm.

“I had a dream last night that I was at school and my car broke down.  I was sitting in the driver’s seat with the window rolled down when I heard Heechul’s voice asking if I needed a ride.  I turned to look at him and he was on a pink sparkly unicorn.  As if it were the most normal thing in the world.” you giggled.

There was a long pause from Kihyun before he spoke.

“Ya know...I could see it.”

Work kept your mind plenty distracted.  You didn’t have a lot of downtime, except for your morning free block, but you used that time to lesson plan for the next day.

Once you got home, you decided it was time to finally purge any of Jisung’s stuff that had made the move with you.  You weren’t sure why you’d kept any of it, but you didn’t want it around anymore.

You came out of your room half an hour later carrying a small box, intending to put it in the garbage can.

You saw Jihoon and Vernon sitting on the couch when you came out.

“Whatcha got there?” Jihoon asked as he came over to inspect the belongings in the box.  There wasn’t much.  Some random odds and ends, and some clothes.

“Some stuff to throw away.” you said nonchalantly.

“This is a nice hoodie, can I have it?” he asked, pulling out one of the sweatshirts.

“Sure.  But it was Jisung’s.” you told him.

“Ugh, nevermind.  I’ll probably turn into a douchebag the second I put it on.” he said, flinging it back into the box.

“Maybe.” you laughed.

When you came back in from throwing the stuff away, you noticed Minghao still hadn’t come out yet.

“Where’s Minghao?”

“He’s been in his room for a while.  He took a phone call from someone right after we got here and walked away.  Maybe he’s got a girlfriend.” Vernon said.

“Possible.” you said, shrugging.

“I don’t have a girlfriend ya dingbats. It was Jun.” he said as he came out of his bedroom.

“What’d he want?” you asked him.

“One of the instructors can’t make their tournament, his wife could go into labor any day.  I’m gonna go in his place and he’ll teach my classes.  If she goes into labor then Jun will cover my classes for him”

“That’s nice of you.  When’s the tournament?” you asked.

“Starts tomorrow.”

“That’s really short notice.” you said, feeling bad for him.

“What can ya do?” he asked, shrugging his shoulders.

Not having Minghao in the house was weird. You didn't realize how much the two of you actually did throughout the day until he wasn't there.

By the second day, of five, you were going nuts.

Everyone seemed to be busy at the same time. Kihyun was helping Wonho move.  Jooheon was out of town for work. Hoshi and Jihoon hadn't left the company they work for in days it seemed.

The list just went on.

It was then you realized you didn't actually like being alone anymore.

You were used to it before you moved in with Minghao, but now, now you didn't like it.

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[sufferthesea]

Hi again can you make a part 2 to the dance one with Genma? Maybe them asking Tsunade, getting ready for the dance and the actual dance.

@litkatkim I hope this is okay! I know it took me a while, and I didn’t get to include everything I wanted to but I didn’t want to make it too long! This is my last request in my inbox and now I can focus totally on my other fics without feeling guilty, woohoo! Thanks for being such a sweetie and waiting so patiently for this! 

Words: 3.022Rating: GeneralPairing: Genma x Female Reader [Sequel to this post] Read on AO3

You stood beforeTsunade, hands wringing with nerves as Genma spoke with herseriously. He stood a few steps ahead of you, as if to protect youfrom the older woman’s deadpan stare. You knew this was a bad idea.

“Youwant to what?” sheasked, folding her hands together and lowering her head to stare atyou while Genma spoke.

“I asked her ifshe would go to the dance with me, and she said yes. But we wanted toget your permission first,” Genma said quickly, his senbontwitching nervously in his mouth with every word. “Or, rather,second I guess, since I already asked …”

“Youdo realize this dance was for the shinobi only?”Tsunade asked, one eyebrow raising seemingly in harsh judgment.

“Yes,” Genmasaid, shuffling slightly to his left to block you from view of theHokage. “And she was worried about that! She didn’t want to gowith me unless it was okay with you, Hokage-sama. So we came here toask you for your permission.”

Tsunade sighedheavily and sat up, folding her arms across her chest and lookingfrom Genma to you, unimpressed. “You sound like a teenager askingto take my kid out to the movies or something. You’re not sixteen,Genma. And she’s not my kid. I hired her as a dance instructor, andI think it’s fine if she wants to go to the dance with you - eventhough she’s not a shinobi. Besides,” Tsunade gave a knowingsmile to you, “I’m sure that it’d be good having her there. Shecan correct any missteps - and I’m sure there’ll be plenty.”

You bowed deeply,feeling your face flush hot. “Thank you, Hokage-sama! I appreciateit a lot!”

Genma bowed as well.“Thank you,” he said.

“Just don’t messaround,” Tsunade called as Genma ushered you towards the door. “Iwant you two to be at the dance! If I don’t see you, I’ll sendANBU after you to track you down. Got it?”

Fearstruck you at the word ANBU.You weren’t entirely sure what it meant, but it didn’t sound good- especially if they were supposed to track you down.

“Yes,Hokage-sama,” Genma called out before shoving you through the opendoor and down the hall. “C’mon, let’s hurry up.”

“Where are wegoing?”

“We’re got toget you something to wear.” He tugged at your sleeve and you pulledaway in embarrassment. “I mean, not that this isn’t cute but …you’ve got to dress up. It’s a dance.”

“I know it’s adance,” you said a bit defensively, hugging yourself and leaningaway from Genma. “But I … I’m not sure how much I like the ideaof going shopping … with you.”

“Well that’smean.”

You shook your head,turning to face him once you left the stairs and your feet met the hard-packed earth. “Ijust … You don’t want to go shopping with me!”

“I don’t want togo, or you don’t want me to go?”

You turned away andshrugged. “B-Both?”

Genma rolled hissenbon over his tongue and shrugged. “Alright. I respect that. ButI’m gonna ignore it.”

“Huh?” youasked, turning to look at him.

He grabbed yourwrist and pulled you towards the shops. “We’ve only got a fewhours to go shopping. It took you so long to get the nerve up to askTsunade about even going, that we wasted a lot of valuable time.”

“Sorry …”

“Don’t worryabout it. If I were you, I’d be intimidated if I was asked out by aguy as handsome as myself, too.” He grinned wide, wiggling hiseyebrows. You blushed and socked him in the arm.

“Knock it o-off!You’re not as f-funny as you think.”

“Really? That’skind of a shame, because I think I’m hilarious.” His smile toldyou he was teasing and you rolled your eyes, still trying to processthe fact that a guy like him wanted anything to do with you. Itseemed so strange that he’d even want to talk to you, and yet herehe was - escorting you to a shop so you could pick out a dress forthe Shinobi Ball, something you never imagined you’d ever attend.Genma let go of your wrist and strolled alongside you comfortably,turning his head up to look at the afternoon sky. You took a momentto admire him, smiling softly as he chewed on the senbon then pursedhis lips together and let out a whistle. Whatever Genma saw in you,you were glad he did see it because this was a moment you never would have wanted to miss.

“I’m not sure I… You can’t!” you protested, clutching at the silky folds ofthe dress you wore. “You can’t buy this for me!”

“Why not? Youcan’t afford it.”

“H-Hey …”

“That’snot what I meant! I mean, you’re a dance instructorin a shinobi village. A village that’s still recovering from a war.And I know for a fact that business for you hasn’t been all thatfrequent since the war started.I just want to do something nice for you, since I’m the one whoasked you to go with me …” He reached out and looked at the pricetag. Disguising his surprise with a couch, he dropped the tag andshrugged. “It’s not too expensive! It’s fine. But you gottamake sure - is this one you want?”

“Genma -”

“Is this the oneyou want?”

You turned to lookat yourself in the full-body mirror, examining the soft fabricflowing around you. It complimented your skin tone nicely and youreyes seemed to shine in the lights framing the mirror, though youwere partially convinced it was from how happy you were. You wereabsolutely glowing and a happy smile spread across your face as youcaught sight of Genma standing behind you in the mirror, looking atyou with admiration. Blushing warmly, you rubbed your arms and turnedaround.

“Yes,” youmurmured, “this is the one I want.”

“Good,” Genmasaid, grinning. “I hoped so. Alright, go get changed and we’llcheck out, huh?”

“Okay,” you saidbefore heading back into the stall to change back into your clothes.

“Andyou’re absolutely sure?”Genma asked through the door.

“Are you trying tomake me doubt myself? Because it’s working.”

“No - not that!But this shop has a No Returns policy, so …”

“Y-Yes, then! I’msure! Absolutely!”

“Okay … good.Uhm … I’ll go wait up front for you.”

Yousighed, looking at yourself in the mirrors lining the walls of thechanging room. You turned around, inspecting yourself from everyangle. Was this thedress you wanted? Pushing out all the negative thoughts and guiltthat clouded your mind, you stared at yourself from every angle inthe small room and nodded firmly. Yes. This was the dress. This wasyour dress.

Not wanting to keepGenma waiting any longer, you quickly changed clothes and joined himup front, the dress draped delicately over your arm.

The dance was beingheld at one of the buildings reconstructed by Yamato. It had beendecorated with paper lanterns, stone statues of lucky animals, andone corner held a small altar with burning incense so each guestcould pay respects for every life lost in the war. The buildingsmelled like jasmine and vanilla, but it wasn’t overpowering.Dozens of shinobi had already arrived and were dressed inuncomfortably formal attire. No one looked pleased and they were allstanding off to the side, muttering under their breaths about“wasting time” and how it was “silly” this had beenmandatory. Gai was there, looking surprisingly dapper in a tuxedowith a pressed white shirt and a flashy green tie. He smiled brightlyas you arrived, looking skittish and embarrassed to be surrounded bysuch powerful ninja.

“Hello!” Gaicalled, waving you over to the dessert table he was sitting beside inhis wheelchair. Kakashi was lounging there too, nose pressed into thepages of his book. He too was dressed in a suit, but had a smoothblack mask to match. You and Genma quickly walked over to the pairand you bowed in greeting; Genma merely gave a nod and Kakashi wavedback curtly.

“You lookradiant,” Gai said, beaming. “We had no idea you would be here!But it’s a pleasant surprise! Are you here to upstage us all? Youknow, I’ve still been practicing. This little injury can’t keepme down,” he said as he tapped on his wrapped leg. “Right,Kakashi?”

The silver-hairedjonin sighed “He’s been insisting we all practice together.”

“Oh good,” yousaid, lighting up. “So all my hard work hasn’t gone to waste!Thank you, Gai. I appreciate it.”

Kakashiblushed in embarrassment and looked away. “I - I didn’t say itwas a waste topractice …”

“Of course!” Gaishouted, giving you a thumbs up. “And I see - are you twotogether?”

You blushed hard butGenma stepped closer to throw an arm around your shoulder. “I askedher to the dance and she said yes,” he replied.

“Good for you!”Gai smiled. “I think you’re just about the only ones to get adate.” He looked around the room at the other shinobi and shook hishead. “It’s a bit pathetic isn’t it?”

“I wouldn’t saythat,” you began, following his gaze. Your face fell when you sawthat everyone was standing around on the outskirts of the dancefloor, looking miserable and awkward. You saw Iruka was trying tohide from a hoard of some of the older retired kunoichi who had settheir sights on him. Yamato was standing by himself, looking the mostuncomfortable in a suit, talking to somebody about how he’d made thebuilding they were in - and the table they were using - and thechairs they were sitting in …

“Well?” Genmaasked, bringing you out of your thoughts.

“Huh?” you said,turning to look at him.

“Whatdo you say? No one else is going to start dancing without someincentive. You’rethe dance instructor. Why don’t you show them what all thoselessons were for?” He held out his hand and you tentatively tookit, squeezing his fingers in yours.

“Alright … uhm,who’s leading this time?”

Genma smirked andquirked one eyebrow. “Does it matter?”

Rolling your eyes,you turned to face him and placed your hand on his shoulder, his handfinding a place on your waist. “Fine, then. I guess we’ll startand see where it goes …”

“Sounds good tome.”

“We’ll do thefirst dance we learned … is that okay?”

“You’re theinstructor.”

“Yeah, but you’remy date.”

“Fair enough. It’sfine with me. That’s a dance we all attended classes for. Maybe wecan encourage them to join.”

Youlaughed softly and nodded. “Sure. We’ll go with that.” Slowlyyou took the lead, guiding Genma out towards the dance floor insmall, graceful steps. He followed suit, relinquishing leadership toyou as he’d done before. The music playing softly overhead didn’tmatch your pace nor your dance, and you tried to tune it out to countthe steps as you moved around the polished floor. As you spun around,you caught sight of the rest of the shinobi staring at you and youtripped over Genma’s feet and stopped, looking down in horror. Yourface burned hot at the realization that every single personin the room was watching you.

“Is somethingwrong?” Genma asked, trying to see your face.

You shook your headquickly, standing up and brushing your hair back. “I-It’s fine! Ijust got, uhm … c-caught up in … I was just di-distracted, wasall …”

“Right. That’sokay. Do you want to pick up where we left off?”

“Su-Sure.” Yourhands shook as you took your place flush against him again, nowcompletely aware of everyone staring at you. But unlike your dancelessons from before, these ninja wouldn’t just up and leave thebuilding. Tsunade was somewhere among the crowd watching, waiting,with hawk eyes to catch anyone trying to escape early.

Hesitantly, you bothbegan your dance around the room, less graceful this time around nowthat you were aware you were being watched. Your body tensed everytime your eyes shifted from Genma’s chest to over his shoulder. Gaiwas giving you the biggest grin you’d ever seen and two thumbs up,but everyone else seemed bored. At least they weren’t making fun ofyou … You tripped again, your mind caught up in the idea of all theshinobi laughing at you and you buried your face in your hands.

“Hey, it’salright,” Genma said, rolling the senbon around in his mouth.“You’re just nervous is all. I think everyone is. Why don’t weget a few more people out here and we can -?”

“No,” you saidsuddenly. “No, I - I’m … I’m done … for now.”

“But I -”

You shook your head,gathering up your skirt and hurrying off of the dance floor and intothe dimly lit edges of the room. Genma sighed heavily and followedafter you.

“Lovers’quarrel,” you heard someone mutter under their breath when youpassed by. Though their tone was joking you couldn’t help but feeleven more embarrassed. Not only had they seen you dancing andtripping, but they’d seen you run off without your date too. Thiswas getting worse and worse by the second.

“That was anabsolutely lovely dance,” Gai said when you brushed past him to getto the dessert table. “Your moves were so elegant and flawless!”

“Hm,” Kakashiadded, turning back to his book.

“Th-Thanks,” youmuttered, unable to look at either of them.

“Just promise meone thing,” Gai said, reaching out to touch your arm. You turned tolook at him, confused. He grinned and his eyes closed tight, “Promiseme you’ll save the last dance for me!”

Givinga forced giggle, you nodded. “Sure. I’ll do that …”Unfortunately Gai didn’t know that that probably wasyour last dance for the evening. You couldn’t imagine going backout there to make a fool of yourself again. Instead, you’d drownyour sorrows in chocolate and sweet red bean cakes. You fiddled witha tray of sweets while the rest of the shinobi continued to millabout uncomfortably. Genma appeared before you on the other side ofthe table and cocked an eyebrow.

“What’s wrong?Why don’t you want to dance? Is it me? I know I didn’t get in asmuch practice as I should’ve but, heh, I thought our privatelessons were pretty useful …” He grinned teasingly, but youweren’t amused.

Turning away, youfolded your arms across your chest. “D-Don’t do that.”

“Do what?”

“Say stuff likethat! I-In front of people … You’re … you’re trying toembarrass me.”

Genma’s expressionshifted from entertainment to surprise. “No - No I’m not! I justdon’t know why you’re so embarrassed. I thought we were having agood time. I mean, you may have tripped up a few times but it wasgoing pretty well. What changed?”

You motioned towardsthe crowd of shinobi and backed up against the wall. “They’re allwatching me.”

“And?”

“And?And they’re - they’re watching me!I don’t want to dance in front of so many people … I’ve alreadymessed up twice.”

“Trust me, any oneof these guys would - and probably will - mess up way more thantwice. Besides, I think they were all staring at you because of howbeautiful you look and how well you dance.”

You flattened yourhands against your thighs, feeling the silk of your dress, and shookyour head. “You’re just saying that.”

“I am saying it.Because it’s true. Look at you! I bet everyone’s jealous I got togo with you.”

Blushing, you chewedon your bottom lip and looked up at him cautiously. “I don’tthink that’s true … but, I … uhm, thank you.”

Genma raised aneyebrow. “Whatever. You just don’t see yourself from myperspective. I’d be jealous if someone else went with you.” Hemade his way around the dessert table and reached down to take one ofyour hands in his. “You’ve spent a week giving us all lessons forthis very moment. Now you get to be here. Who cares if no one elsedances? Who cares if they all watch? I just wanna dance with youtonight.” He looked into your eyes, his mouth curving into a soft,genuine smile. “Will you dance with me tonight?”

A happy laughescaped your lips as you grabbed his other hand and pulled himcloser, resting your head against his chest. “Yes,” you said. “Iwill.”

“Good!” Genmagently led you towards the dance floor. “Let’s show these loserswhat real dancing is, huh?” He placed a hand on your waist andpulled you closer. “Just keep your eyes on me and don’t mindanyone else. Okay?”

“Okay …”

Swiftly, he took thelead and guided you around the room. Your eyes locked onto his, warmand comforting and reassuring. Your hand gripped his, he pulled youeven closer, and rest of the room melted away. It didn’t matter ifeveryone in the entire village was watching you. All that matteredwas you and Genma.

You threw one glanceover his shoulder and laughed at the expression on Gai’s face -some mix of excitement for getting to see you dance again andjealousy for not being able to participate. Genma followed your gazeand gave a quick nod to the wheelchair-bound shinobi.

“Don’t worry,”he said, “I’ll make sure you get the last dance with her.”Turning back to you, he leaned down and softly whispered, “But allthe other dances are mine.”

Your eyes flutteredclosed and you leaned your head against his shoulder. “Genma?”

“Yeah?”

“Justshut up and dance.”

[jos-corner-of-the-world]

Times of Change - {1}

“What time are you expected in?” Your mom asked you.

“I'm still about three hours out. Where do you want me to meet you?” You asked her.

“Just come on home. I'll be home by then. I'm glad you decided to come home honey. It'll be nice to have you here while you look for a job.”

“It will be nice. I haven't been home for more than two weeks in almost three years.” You agreed

“From what I've heard Kihyunnie is going to be home for a while too.” your mom told you, expecting you to be excited about it.

“Mom, he’s a grown man now, stop calling him Kihyunnie.  Also, why does him being home have any effect on me? I haven’t been friends with him for over seven years.” you reminded her.

“Oh I know sweetie, but you guys used to be so close. Maybe now that you’re older and graduated from college, you guys can reconnect. That’d be so nice.” your mom said, remembering Kihyun much more fondly than you did.

“Oh Y/n, I gotta go, someone’s at the door.”  She hung up before you could even reply.

You spent the rest of the drive thinking about what your mom said.

You had been really good friends with Kihyun since his family moved in next door to you in the fourth grade.

But then highschool happened.

You guys just naturally drifted apart.  There was no big fight, no clash of personalities. It just happened.  There were some fights and words thrown around after you guys stopped being close, but you tried not to think of that too much.

Kihyun grew out of his awkward phase, and into his big head, started playing soccer and cared more for the party scene than academics. Kihyun wore all the “in style” clothes and fit in with any group, but stuck to the athletes and popular kids.

You however, stayed much the same as you had always been.  Slightly awkward in an endearing way, cared more for books and academics than parties, and loved your graphic tees and baggy jeans. You had your friends that you got along with well. Two best friends to be exact.

You saw Kihyun in passing at school, and sometimes out in his yard or coming home, but after you'd slowly drifted apart neither of you really put forth the effort to even say hello.

Sometimes you missed him. The late night chats through your windows, the walks in the woods behind your houses, you escaping to his house when your parents would fight.

But none of that happened anymore. Your windows never opened, you walked the woods alone, and your dad had left your sophomore year.

Your time spent at college had changed you a little, but only outwardly. You'd learned to be comfortable in your skin.  You started wearing clothes that weren't two sizes too big.  Granted, they were still mostly graphic tees, flannels, and jeans, but they all fit better now.  You'd learned to do more with you hair than just throw it in a ponytail. You'd even learned to apply makeup, not that you ever did more than once a week when you were feeling up to it, but it was nice to know how.

But you were still much the same as always, just like the transition from middle to high school.

You made bad jokes and horrible puns. You laughed at the dumbest stuff. You spent more time holed up in your dorm than you spent out socializing.  It was just who you were, and you liked it that way.

But you couldn't help but wonder.

Had Kihyun changed at all in the four years since you'd seen him?

{2}

[optionalbias]

sorry if i don't update a lot

it's just i'm fighting with my laptop, it gets so slow i can't take it at times.

I'm going to try to have a new scenario out soon :)