order 039, @14-hibiscus: large banana milk tea--ptg's Yuto and Wooseok love triangle + order 040, anon: large classic milk tea with strawberry popping boba and pudding for ptg's Yuto
🌱warnings: Yuto calling you princess but i promise it's gender neutral, open endings that may frustrate you, nightclub+alcohol mentions
🌱summary: Yuto and Wooseok are best friends who meet you in different places and times, oblivious that they're both falling for you at the same time. Yuto knows you as the bar server at a club who he's always got a bone to pick with, meanwhile Wooseok knows you as the sleepy kid in class who always dozes off. features endings for both Yuto and Wooseok so you can pick if it's reader x Yuto or reader x Wooseok :D
🌱word count: 1k+
barista🥛's 💌: so i combined 2 requests and i hope thats okay c: the ideas they gave me just !!! also omg ptg's comeback has me on THE FLOOR like this might be the peak of ptg for me? sparkling night is sO PRETTY
you never thought a night club would be a good place to work, at least for you, but somehow it worked. after a long day of classes, having your eardrums blown off by the thumping base and having to rush around with your hands full of drinks is the best way to blow off steam!
am i being sarcastic? i don't know...
nonetheless, your job has its perks and its downfalls. one of the downfalls is definitely Adachi Yuto.
you know him all too well through gossip. he's resident bad boy at your university: ice cold, never shows up to class but somehow gets near-perfect mark, rides a motorbike, and of course he just has to frequent the night club you work at.
his favourite spot is always by the counter you work at. you've asked to switch spots with your coworkers but none of them would ever agree.
what's the problem with working when Yuto's there?
his drunken habits. they infuriate you.
when Yuto is drunk, he gets a little sentimental and feels lonely at first. his eyes get teary and stares at the ceiling as if he's sitting by the sea, not in a literal nightclub. then, he starts hitting on people. he pulls them close by the waist, whispers into their ear while he swirls his drink around his glass.
then, he'll ask you to bring an extra glass of that person's favourite drink. he'll take a sip of it first before he hands it to them.
maybe none of this sounds too bad, but it all just irks you. the final cherry on top of it all is that Yuto always leaves the keys to his motorbike behind on the counter and you have to chase after him to give them to him. when you do, he simply winks at you before continuing to leave.
when this happens on loop every night, it starts to annoy you. it's not like Yuto likes you that much, either. you're always behind his favourite bar counter, always glaring at him as he tries to pick-up people. you've always got the keys to his motorbike--do you grab them from his pocket when he's not looking? are you into him and taking his keys just to get an excuse to talk to him?
anyways, the long nights at your part-time job leave you exhausted during your waking yours. your stupid 9:30am class on mondays are the worst--you always make it to class on time but never stay awake for longer than five minutes. these days, you stay asleep even after the lecture's over. you're lucky a tall boy who usually sits behind you always wakes you up before he leaves.
"hey. i'm y/n. thanks for always waking me up," you sleepily mumble one day, holding onto his wrist before he can leave.
"i'm Wooseok," he mumbles back. you look up and catch just a glimpse of his reddened face before he leaves.
he's very softspoken and kind of awkward but definitely way better than Yuto. who knew the two of them were best friends?!
you find out about this one day when you're telling your friend about Wooseok in the library.
"he's so quiet but he always wakes me up. it's so nice of him!" you say.
"Wooseok? he's tall and has dark hair, right?" your friend asks.
"yeah...?"
"you do know he's friends with Yuto, the nightclub mans you hate, right?" your friend tells you.
"...WHAT?"
your friend shakes their head at you and shows you Yuto's instagram. sure enough, there are more than several photos of the two boys together. you lean back in your chair and sigh.
"it's always the best and worst people that have to be friends," you point out.
"yeah, like us. i'm the best and you're the worst," your friend says.
you get up and slap their shoulder lightly 'til you hear a laugh from somewhere behind you. both of you turn to see who it is and freeze up when you see Wooseok himself staring you both down while laughing.
"don't mind me, continue what you were doing," he chuckles, crossing one of his legs over the other.
"how much do you think he heard?" you tell your friend, who shrugs.
-
"their friend them told them that they're also the best and worst people who are friends, but y/n is the worst one and their friend is the best. it was so funny i laughed and they heard me!" Wooseok tells Yuto, wheezing so hard and holding onto his friend's sleeve for dear life.
Yuto is lost deep in thought, his arms and legs crossed.
"are you listening?" Wooseok asks Yuto.
"yeah... y/n? sounds familiar," Yuto replies.
"probably seen them in a class somewhere, too?" Wooseok suggests.
Yuto hums and looks up at the ceiling, shaking his head.
"i wanna go to the nightclub again tonight, but i don't wanna see the server," he complains.
"you talk about this server a lot, who are they?"
"no clue. they don't wear a nametag or anything, and i've never asked for their name. why would i want to do that?"
"i never asked you anything," Wooseok mumbles.
"they're so annoying, always getting in my way."
"Mm-hmm."
-
at your job, you notice something different about Yuto. instead of sitting at the bar counter like he normally does, he comes to you for a drink but then gets up and leans against a nearby wall, slowly moving his body to the beat of the music.
some people try to approach him but he doesn't seem as interested. instead, he just steals glances at you. you try to focus on your work, but his gaze makes you nervous. just as you're about to drop an expensive bottle of alcohol, he approaches you and catches the bottle.
"am i making you anxious?" he asks you in a deep voice.
you look at his eyes and the glare on the counter is reflected in them. something about the way his dark hair falls into his eyes and how he smirks at you makes him look handsome... maybe it's just the dim lighting?
Yuto hands you the bottle and takes a seat in his usual spot. this time, though, instead of turning his back to you, he's completely facing you. he takes sips of his drink as though he's a hopeless romantic getting lost in their daydreams.
you ignore him and continue working, constantly feeling pressure because of Yuto's eyes watching over you. because of him, you continue making small mistakes. customers get angry but luckily don't take it out on you. most of them are regulars and know you're usually good at this.
"what's gotten into you today?" one of them asks, and all you can do is laugh it off until you've had enough.
you slam your hands on the bar counter right in front of Yuto, who doesn't bat an eye.
"can you please stop looking at me? it's making me incredibly uncomfortable," you say.
Yuto chuckles into his glass before saying, "all you had to do was ask, princess."
he gets up off the bar stool and walks off somewhere, and finally you feel like you can breathe.
-
"hey, y/n. wake up! gosh, they must be in a hell of a deep sleep... oh, there we go. good morning!"
you open your eyes, lift your head off your arms and look up to see Wooseok's face. for the first time, he hasn't walked away right after waking you up. he's trying to hold back a smile.
"you can laugh at me, it's fine. i've had a hell of a night," you grumble, rubbing your eyes.
"clearly. you usually wake up right away. want a coffee?"
the tall boy holds out a bottled, iced coffee. you take it from him, thanking him with a smile.
"you missed something pretty important today in class. i can explain it to you if you've got time," Wooseok says, leaning agains the tables in front of you.
"ah... i have to get ready for my part-time job soon," you groan.
"well, when does it end?" Wooseok asks.
"its a 7pm to 3am shift, it's awful," you say.
"you work nights?" Wooseok exclaims.
"yeah. nightclubs only run at nights, don't they?!"
Wooseok nods, but he feels bad for you for some reason. he tries to think of a way he could help you, but you start to pack up your things and tell him you've got to get going.
"wanna just take my notes and review them in your own time? maybe on your way to your job?" he asks.
"oh... i'd appreciate that!" you say, taking his notebook.
"have a good shift~"
-
out of the lecture hall, you read through the notes on your way to the bus stop. you know the way there like the back of your hand now, so reading while working won't hurt you... until you walk right into someone's chest.
Wooseok's notebook falls out of your hands and you apologize to the person. they pick up the notebook for you and hold it out. when you finally look up at them, you realize it's Yuto. you roll your eyes and sigh, snatching the notebook out of his hands.
"huh? it's you," Yuto says as you're turning away.
"wait--" he gently holds your arm and stops you from leaving him.
"this is Wooseok's writing. why do you have this?" Yuto asks, looking at the notebook.
"you know Wooseok?" you ask Yuto.
"yeah... he's my friend."
you suck in a breath and pull your arm away from Yuto's grip.
"well he's mine, too," you say, walking away.
-
"i met the nightclub worker who annoys me on campus. they were holding your notebook. do you know about this?" Yuto asks Wooseok, who's lost in his daydreams as they both sit in the campus café.
"hey! are you listening?"
"huh? oh... yeah. what?"
Yuto sighs and repeats himself, watching Wooseok smile as he mentions the notebook.
"ah, that must've been y/n! i gave them my notes earlier today--wait... that's the nightclub worker who annoys you?"
"the nightclub worker is your y/n?" Yuto scoffs.
"what the hell..." Wooseok grumbles. "i need to see them for myself."
"come with me to the club tonight, then," Yuto says, taking a sip of his drink."
-
"i need two glasses, today. one for me, another for my homeboy," Yuto's familiar voice says.
you sigh and fill two glasses with ice, pushing them in his direction.
"y/n?"
Wooseok?!
you look up to see the tall boy's soft face and you panic. for some reason, you really don't want him to be here right now. you don't want him to see you in this state.
"y/n, so it is you! Yuto told me he knows you."
"yeah... ah, it's actually time for my break. i'll be back soon," you say, rushing to the washroom.
"i told you it's them," Yuto tells Wooseok, pouring a drink out of a bottle for himself.
"they did say they work at a nightclub..."
in the washroom, you try to collect yourself. you pace around and try to think of a solution. deciding on texting your manager that you're sick and have to head home, once you receive the ok from them, you head back out to the staff room, emptying your locker, grabbing your things and leaving as fast as you can.
WOOSEOK ENDING BELOW, scroll more for Yuto's c:
"y/n? i thought your shift is until 3am?" Wooseok's voice asks when you're right at the door.
you turn and look up at him. he reads your face. fear, exhaustion...
"do you need a ride home?" he asks, instead.
you think it over and then nod.
"i'll be back, just stay here for two seconds."
you step out and let the cool air hit your face. the sound of cars honking and whizzing past, the nightlife chatter and all else are drowned out as you close your eyes for a second.
"y/n--are you falling asleep while standing? gosh, i didn't know you're that tired. let's go home," he says, waving the keys to Yuto's motorbike around.
"wait, that's--"
"i asked Yuto before i took them, don't worry."
you never thought you'd be riding off into the night on the back of Yuto's motorbike but while holding onto Wooseok. it's absurd but it's happening right before your eyes.
the sound of Wooseok's yells and laughter fill your ears, making you laugh with him even though you're exhausted.
outside your student house, you get off the bike with shaky legs. Wooseok helps you off to make sure you don't fall.
"is everything okay, y/n? you left work so early," Wooseok carefully asks.
"yeah... i just wasn't feeling so well."
"do you need anything? do you have roommates or... are you sure you can be alone right now?"
"i'm okay, thanks for asking. i have some dumb roommates in there who'll help me," you laugh.
Wooseok laughs along and watches you enter your house while he leans on Yuto's bike. for some reason, his heart aches a little. he wanted to be with you a little longer.
YUTO'S ENDING BELOW, scroll up for Wooseok's :o
"you're leaving?" Yuto's low voice asks from behind you. you turn around and glare at him.
"looks like you're shooting lasers at me with your eyes. is everything okay?"
"i just want to go home right now," you tell him as the two of you stand in the doorway of the club.
"fair enough. i can take you, just let me tell Wooseok," Yuto replies.
before you can decline his offer, he's already gone. you sigh and decide to step out for some air. you let the cool air hit your face. the sound of cars honking and whizzing past, the nightlife chatter and all else are drowned out as you close your eyes for a second.
"c'mon, lets go," Yuto says, squeezing your shoulder.
he sits on his motorbike and motions for you to sit behind him, which you do.
"why're you being so weird?" you ask him.
"weird?" he repeats, handing you a helmet.
"you're talking to me and being nice to me. you never do either of those things."
Yuto scoffs and tells you to shut up. he stiffens as you wrap your arms around his waist but doesn't tell you to let go and hold his shirt instead. rather, he kind of wishes you would sit even closer and rest your head on his back.
"let's go," he says, starting the engine.
the wind hits you faster, now, and you forget the absurd situation you're in to just focus on the feeling. you feel alive, all of your fatigue slowly melting away. you don't ever want it to end, but before you know it, you're home.
"you'll be at the club tomorrow, right?" Yuto asks you as you get off the bike. he quickly takes hold of your arm when you stumble.
"of course. it's a saturday, i make extra money."
Yuto laughs and ruffles your hair. he quickly apologizes and retracts his hand, but you shake your head.
"i like this Yuto a lot more," you say before walking towards your house.
all Yuto heard was "i like Yuto". thank god you can't see how red his face is.
[9:14pm] sitting on the couch in your apartment, you and yuto were spending the night watching anime on netflix -- well, partially watching. the two of you had been talking a considerable amount, as well. even though you were pretty good friends and had been since starting college, you were both a little more on the shyer side so you weren’t as close as you hoped to be -- you’d be lying if you said you didn’t have a crush on him so you wanted to be closer with him. but your sleepover at your apartment was turning out to be a good way to do so despite not having planned it. yuto had originally planned to come over because kino and wooseok wanted to go to some party, but wooseok pre-gamed at your apartment too hard and kino had to bring him home, so yuto stayed at your place because he was already there and it was getting kind of late anyway.
“oh, before i forget,” you suddenly spoke up in the middle of your conversation about what you usually wear for pajamas -- it was only brought up because yuto was wearing a pikachu tank top for his, “do you need extra blankets?”
he shook his head with a chuckle, “honestly, even the two you gave me is a lot. i usually just sleep with one.”
“what?” you gasped.
“...what?”
“you don’t know the joy of snuggling in a pile of blankets and feeling all cozy?”
“nope.”
“okay, we’re both sleeping out here, and you’re going to know the comfort and safety of sleeping in a nest of blankets,” you stated as you got off the couch and went to go grab pillows and blankets from your bed.
you figured yuto might give a quiet little “okay” because he was on the shyer side -- honestly you weren’t sure where your sudden boldness of “we’re sharing the blow-up mattress tonight” came from. but instead, he enthusiastically said, “okay! sounds like fun!”
after grabbing everything into a large and kind of heavy pile in your arms, you waddled your way back to the living room and dropped everything down on the floor. yuto laughed at the action before he got up to help you move everything into a mess on the mattress.
“y’know, it looks like a mess,” he chuckled as the two of you got down and laid in and under the mountains of blankets, “but it is pretty cozy.”
“you’re never gonna sleep the same again,” you promised.
the night carried on with the two of you watching more tv while talking. the two of you were sitting on the mattress with your backs against the couch, and you were somehow slowly moving closer to yuto. but somehow his arm also ended up draped on the couch cushions behind you, his fingers grazing against your shoulder. somewhere during your talking and laughing, it was teetering on playful and silly flirting that probably would’t be considered flirting considering you were adults and not in middle school anymore. but it had both of you smiling and giggling until your cheeks and stomachs hurt.
it wasn’t until almost midnight that the two of you decided it was probably time to sleep. you both shifted to lay down, though you scooted over a bit to give yuto some space.
“what’re you doing?” he whined softly.
“what do you mean?”
his voice was quiet as he asked, “why’d you move away?”
he sounded like a disappointed child who was trying to not sound disappointed even though it was very obvious. your cheeks warmed and you were happy the room was dark because you couldn’t stop smiling.
“sorry,” you giggled as you moved closer to him again, managing to find his open arms and lay your head against his chest.
“if this is how it feels to sleep in a bunch of blankets, i’d do it all the time,” he admitted, wrapping his arms around you and giving you a gentle squeeze.
This is a gift fic for @lilyyutodae! Happy holidays Lily, I hope you enjoy this weird little fic :)
@exolssecretsanta
Warnings: Some bad words, a good amount of jargon, and weird humor.
“God fucking damn it!” You cried as you saw those four damn words on your laptop screen:
Segmentation Fault (Core Dumped)
“I hate my life, I hate this class, and my professor can go to hell! Who in the modern world writes programs in C!” You ranted emphatically, slamming your hands against the grimy library desk.
The figure next to you sighed and craned his neck to get a closer look.
“I told you to get started on this project earlier, y/n. Why didn’t you listen?” Yuto commented, leaning back in his seat. “Segmentation faults are a pain to debug and you know this.”
“Yes dad,” you shot him a sarcastic thumbs up and started to add some debugging print statements. You yawned and glanced up to check the time on the brown clock on the wall above you. 12:20 AM. Fabulous, you were in for a long night. Why didn’t you bother buying coffee before the overpriced coffee shop across the street closed? Oh right, since it was overpriced.
You turned to face Yuto. “But why the hell are you here when you’re already done?”
Yuto twirled his pencil. “As I said two hours ago, I’m working on some proofs and I can’t quite crack it.” He sighed, looking away defeatedly. You patted him on the shoulder empathetically and turned back to your own laptop.
~~~~~
You had met Yuto in your freshman year calculus class. You had gotten lost in the endless hallway of the math building and finally stumbled into the right classroom, as the professor was reading from her five-page long syllabus. When she saw you, she stopped.
“So you are y/n? Pleased that you could join us. Welcome to the exciting world of multivariable calculus. Take a seat wherever you can find one,” she smiled, extending a chalky hand to shake yours. You quickly grabbed a syllabus and rushed to the first empty seat you could find, hastily taking down any notes you missed.
The bell rang and you rushed to grab your backpack and head off to your next class, but you were stopped by a tap on your shoulder. It was the boy sitting next to you.
“Hi, I’m Yuto. I’m an electrical engineering major. What about you?” Flustered, you sat back down and introduced yourself.
“I’m y/n, I have a class right after this, I gotta go, but pleased to meet you!” The words spilled out of your mouth and you made a motion to grab your papers, but you were stopped by the boy--no, Yuto--scribbling on your syllabus.
“That’s my number. We should text each other for homework help and stuff. See you around!” He waved you off.
Since then, Yuto has been your best study buddy. Whenever you had quizzes, you would study together the night before. You would proofread each other’s papers and debug each other’s code. You also brought him to all the free food events on campus. The two of you would often be seen grabbing pizza, burritos, and donuts--all for the price of signing up on a club membership list.
Your roommate would often tease you as you got ready for a late-night library study session.
“Heading off to see your boyfriend?” She would smirk, leaning lazily against the doorway.
“For the last time, he’s not my boyfriend. I have plenty of other male friends that I hang out with. He’s just super smart and I’d like all the help I can get!” You retorted, cheeks flushing red. Your roommate raised a knowing eyebrow and sauntered back into her room.
She had a point, though. Yuto wasn’t just any friend. Over the couple of months you knew him, you saw more than just his book smarts. Yuto was kind, intelligent, and orderly. Time and time again, he had been your saving grace--reminding you of deadlines, buying you coffee when you had an early morning class, and being there to listen when you complained about grades and life.
Not to forget that his ass looked great in a pair of jeans.
So it was inevitable that you fell for this sweet, calm boy. You could only hope that he either felt the same, or was too dense to notice your feeble attempts at flirtation.
~~~~~~~
You let out a whoosh of air and slowly rose to your feet, extending your arms out above your head. You did it. You had finally solved your pesky segmentation fault after two hours of furious typing, googling, and head-desking. You turned to Yuto to shake him with excitement, only to find that he had snoozed off, head lolling against the olive green fabric of the crusty couch.
Well, one could only stare at proofs for so long at the wee hours of the night before sleep took over. His face was serene; the pressure of maintaining scholarships and grades did not affect him in the land of sleep. You sunk back into the couch. Maybe you too, deserved a cat nap before finishing this last report…
When you came to, you noticed a couple of things.
First, the birds were starting to chirp outside as the sky started to brighten from a midnight black to a cerulean blue. Stupid birds and their morning songs.
Second, your head was resting comfortably on a lap. Wait, what?
You pushed yourself up from the couch and blinked a couple of times to dispel the haze of slumber. Yuto was still propped up against the couch, sleeping away peacefully. At some point in the night, your head must have ended up in his lap. Not that you were complaining, though.
In a trance, you slowly brought your hand up to faintly trace the contours of his face. You followed the line of his nose bridge, feathered your fingers along his eyebrows, and slowly dragged your fingers along his cheek until you realized that his eyes were no longer shut.
Well shit.
Some rational part of your brain screamed at you to pull your hand away, but you were caught in his spell. He was looking at you intently. There was no look of disdain in his eyes, no surprise, but rather… curiosity? Your breath hitched in your throat and you leaned in.
Oh God, you were kissing him. And oh fuck, he was kissing you back. At this moment, you didn’t care about the consequences of kissing your best friend. It felt good to meld your lips with his, arms snaking around his neck to bring you closer. It wasn’t until his hands found their way into your hair that you broke away, gasping from the sudden weight of your actions.
“I am so sorry”, you mumbled, burying your face into your hands. “I finished my program earlier and took a nap. I’ll head--”
You were interrupted by his hands pulling your hands away from your crimson cheeks.
“Don’t be.”
“What?”
“Don’t be sorry,” Yuto said with a half smile, peering down at you with adoration. “I just got to kiss the girl of my dreams.” He leaned in once again, but you brought up a palm to meet his lips, earning you a look of surprise on his face.
“What?” You repeated, at a loss for words.
“God, I didn’t think you were this dense.” Yuto said, shaking his head. He exhaled.
“I. like. you.” He punctuated each word clearly. Your heart was pounding in your chest.
“And I’m pretty sure that you like me too, considering you just kissed me,” he chuckled. God, the nerve of this man. You tangled your fingers with his and shyly looked down.
“You caught me,” you said in a small voice, the adrenaline wearing off. The urge to crawl into bed and snuggle with this infuriatingly beautiful man was taking over your thought process.
Yuto was thinking along the same lines. “How about we get some breakfast and go sleep in a real bed?”
“Deal. Wait, not my place. I don’t want to deal with my roommate,” you groaned.
He smiled and kissed your hand. “We’ll take it one step at a time, babe.”
As Yuto predicted, Raven wasn't allowed to keep her weapon. He almost smiled at the petulant look she gave the guard when she was asked to hand it over.
She wanted to yell and complain when she was frisked, but she knew she was too far out of her element to do so.
Once she was past the main entrance, the building completely blew her mind.
Yuto walked up to a keyless door and did something on the panel next to her. Raven couldn’t replicate it if she tried.
“Please follow me.” Yuto said.
This time she looked up at him and got her first full look.
He was tall with a nice caramel complexion. His eyes were dark, but still seemed to hold a level of warmth to them. His hair was slightly curly, thrown into a ponytail on the top of his head, small wisps falling down around his eyes and his neck.
Raven had to hand it to him, he was gorgeous.
“You're awfully polite for a fucking gangster.” Raven said suddenly.
“Thanks.” Yuto responded dryly, turning towards Raven slightly.
Yuto kept walking into a lobby area and pointed to a set of chairs.
“Take a seat, it'll be a moment.” He said, disappearing behind a set of doors.
Raven wasn’t alone though. There was a man stationed right outside the doors.
Raven sat there, watchful of the mean looking man in a sharp suit.
Raven didn't scare easily, but this man was clearly ready to throw down, anytime and anywhere. That put her on edge. Especially since she was stripped of her weapon.
“Simon, send her in.” Raven heard Yuto speak faintly a moment later. She exhaled a breath, silently thanking Yuto for getting her away from the other man.
She watched warily as the man walked over to her.
“Get up.” he said roughly as he yanked her arm, jostling her rib.
“I'm injured you goddamn brute.” Raven spit out, pulling her arm from his grasp.
Simon stopped and turned to her abruptly.
The cold look in his almost black eyes sent fear through Raven.
“Yuto may have played nice, but I don't. Run your mouth to me one more time and I'll cut that pretty little tongue out.”
The sarcastic reply was right at the top of her tongue. Luckily it never left her mouth.
Simon led her to an expansive room, Mr. Big sitting at a desk on the far side from her.
Raven had to stifle her laughter at the image. Contrary to his name, Mr. Big was a man of small stature and it looked like the room was trying to swallow him whole.
Simon went to stand next to Mr. Big while Yuto hovered near the middle of the room. It seemed as though he had put himself between Raven and the others. Raven wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not, but she tried not to be touched by the gesture.
“Raven, come in.” Mr. Big prompted.
“Um, I'd rather not actually.” Raven said, not moving from her spot.
She watched as Simon took a step towards her, causing her to flinch involuntarily.
“Alright alright, fucking creep.” Raven said lowly.
Simon nearly snarled while Mr. Big laughed at her words
“Don't have self preservation do you?” Mr. Big asked her.
“Also don't have time for bullshit, but here I am.” Raven said, plastering a fake smile on her face.
“Should we just get right to the point then?” The boss asked.
“Preferably.”
“Is this you?” he asked as he turned the TV on, showing cctv footage of her with the guy in a headlock, gun pointed at the other.
“If I deny it, will you believe me?” Raven asked hopefully.
“No.”
“Then why even bother asking?”
“What did I tell you?!” Simon asked venomously
Raven shrugged, knowing she was probably going to die soon anyway.
“That I had a pretty little tongue.” she said, tone bored.
She could have sworn she heard Yuto ask her to stop.
“Fine.” She found herself saying.
“Yes it's me. What about it? Did I embarrass three of your henchmen or something?”
It was quiet for a minute while Mr. Big seemed to think about what to say next.
“Total opposite actually.” he finally said
“You mean to tell me that three grown men getting their ass kicked by a woman barely five foot tall isn’t embarrassing?”
“I couldn't give a shit about those men, Raven.” Mr Big said.
Raven was now thoroughly confused. If it wasn’t about the men, what was it about?
“So then can someone tell me what the hell I'm doing here?” She asked, raising her voice a little.
“Ari.” Mr. Big said, giving no other details.
“Ari?” Raven asked quickly, panic shooting through her whole body.
“What about her? You didn't hurt her did you? God damnit! Don't you bastards have any morals? She's a child. A CHILD!” Raven screamed at him.
“And you!” she said, taking four long strides to get to Yuto.
“You should have just killed me in my fucking apartment instead of bringing me here! You somehow built a false sense of security in me, letting me think I’d live. I fucking hate you.” Raven said, pushing Yuto roughly.
She felt more embarrassed than anything else. She’d let her guard down around Yuto and she was paying for it now.
“Raven, stop.” Yuto said, not actually attempting to stop her movements. He let her push him and slap him harshly on the chest, but he was not moved from his spot.
“No! Fuck you. I am such an idiot. I wish I’d have shot you in the throat when I had a chance. That creepy fuck was right.” Raven said, stopping her assault and pointing to Simon. “You played nice. Jokes on me I guess.”
“Are you done now?” Yuto asked, raising his voice.
“No. I’m just getting started actually! Since I’m not leaving this room alive, let’s air everything out!”
She turned her attention to the boss.
“You’re a horrible person. You run this town on fear. What for? Everyone knows you’re the Big man around here. Stupid ass pun intended. You control the money, the guns, the cops, the drugs. You control everything. No one questions that and no one's tried to stop you. You have people like big mean and scary next to you that overpower people. You murder people, people who don’t fucking deserve it, and now you’re going after another child? What the fuck could an innocent child have done so wrong deserve a trip to see you. So much for a fucking safe House."
Raven stopped for a second before looking up at Simon.
"And you...you're just a fucking creep. Tough man that bullies people. Here's your chance." Raven said, beckoning Simon forward.
"Come at me face to face. Don't be a pussy and shoot me in the back. Let me get a few good shots in before I'm dead."
Raven was running on pure adrenaline at this point. Her sense of self-preservation had really left her.
She watched as Simon angrily took off his suit jacket and threw it on the ground.
"You will stop right now." Commanded Mr. Big in a booming voice Raven didn't think possible to come out of such a small man.
"Fuck you." Raven spit out defiantly, staring the man down.
"I wasn't speaking to you. I was speaking to Simon. I'd also prefer if you didn't speak to me that way. But if you must, fine." Mr. Big said.
"What?" Raven asked, standing up straighter.
"Simon you may leave."
Simon nodded his head before picking his suit jacket up and heading towards Raven and the door. Raven watched him walk confidently towards her.
"I'm not done with you yet." Simon said lowly as he passed by Raven.
"From what I can see, we haven't even started yet." Raven bit back.
Simon stopped his movements and turned back toward Raven. Raven thought she saw Yuto shift towards her in her peripheral vision, but she couldn’t be sure.
"Simon! Get out now." Mr. Big commanded again.
Raven watched him walk out the door before turning back towards Mr. Big.
"He's your go to guy, right, your assassin? Why'd you send him out?" Raven asked.
"Because his services aren't needed here."
"Okaaay. So can someone please tell me what the fuck is going on?"
"We could have done that ten minutes ago if you would have just shut your damn mouth and listened." Yuto said, using the same exasperated tone he had been using with her the whole time.
"I'm going to be really honest with you. Keeping my mouth shut, not my strong point." Raven admitted.
going to a petting zoo and just seeing that smile on yuto’s face would make your heart liquefy in your chest bc he’d so happy around the animals
yuto would be so excited to share any and every memory of what he did in japan during the season and in those moments you’d promise to always make him smile like that and to make sure that he’ll get to experience them again
doing whatever you can to give back and maybe you’d donate any clothing that neither of you would wear anymore to shelters and places like goodwill
i could see yuto getting pointers from one of the older ptg members and he’d decide to set up a really nice fall-esque candlelit dinner for the two of you after a really exhausting day
stargazing on a blanket in your backyard with mugs of your favorite warm drinks and you’d try to point out constellations but you’d mostly make up stories and yuto would come up with a sugary sweet one that would make your teeth hurt but it’d be so cute that you’d just have to steal kisses
you’d both come with the idea that you’d try to make as many fall inspired throughout the season which would be both fun at some point and a disaster when yuto would tell wooseok bc he’d end up eating nearly all of your food
having designated nap days where neither of you would really talk about work and just catch up on some much-needed rest which would be very good for the both of you
setting up a thankful tree and you’d both watch how full it’d get with the pieces of paper that held the things you’re thankful for and you’d both read through them at the end of the season (spoiler: yuto is very thankful for you and the rest of ptg)
you’d try you very best to cook his favorite meals of the season to give a little piece of home but no matter how it’d turn out, he’d be forever grateful
inviting wooseok over so you all can watch animes together but somehow all of ptg would get hooked so you’d have weekly anime nights
yuto purposely leaving his favorite hoodies/sweatshirts for you whenever he’d have to leave for work bc he want you to stay warm but also bc he knows how much you love his clothes
fall with yuto would be like the much-needed naps that you need after a really long day. very satisfying and so soft and good for you soul and just warms you up from the inside out.
Anonymous asked: i know this is a bit late but can you do a part ii for the arranged marriage scenario with yuto? like the reader is pregnant? please make it fluff! thank you very very much
Characters: Yuto x female reader
Genre/warnings: technically mafia au, drabble, fluff, mentions of smut
Word count: 692
Summary: Ever since running away from the life you knew with a man you barely knew but had fallen in love with, everything has been perfect. You didn’t think things could get any better until you get some surprising news.
a/n: this is uh kinda short because I wasn’t really sure what else to do lmao
Part 1
Yuto insisted you see a doctor because of how weird you were feeling. You’d been in Paris for 11 months so you’d finally settled in, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t worried about you getting sick. Even though both of you no longer had anything to do with the mafia, Yuto still worried about you like anything could be dangerous -- and this illness or whatever it was, was no exception.
But when you got home, your stomach felt funny but not because you were sick. You couldn’t tell if it was nerves or excitement that was the cause, but you soon decided on nerves when you saw Yuto as soon as you unlocked the door.
“You’re home already?” you asked.
“I felt bad making you go to the doctors by yourself, especially when you’re sick,” he explained, closing the door for you before taking both of your hands and leading you to the couch to sit, “so I decided to leave work early. So, how did it go? What did the doctor say? You’re not sick, are you?”
“Actually...” you began slowly, biting your lip nervously, “he said I’m perfectly healthy.”
Yuto’s head cocked to one side, looking confused, “Then what’s wrong?”
“Technically, nothing... Well, depending on how you’ll take it...”
His eyebrows furrowed, “Baby, I don’t understand. Why are you acting funny?”
You took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. You knew Yuto wouldn’t be mad, so why were you nervous? The two of you had talked about having a family before, but you thought he meant in the future. He’d mention at times when you were intimate how beautiful you’d look carrying his children, but you always thought that maybe he was just saying that in the moment. But now it was happening.
“I’m pregnant,” you finally said, gathering all your courage to look into his eyes.
Yuto didn’t reply. He blinked at you silently, his eyes wide in surprise. But he didn’t let go of your hands, either.
“Yuto...?” you asked, your voice barely above a whisper. “Please say something.”
Slowly, his face broke out into a smile before he was letting go of your hands to wrap his arms around you, pulling you into his lap. He buried his face in your neck, and you could hear him laughing happily as he held you close.
“Oh my god,” he finally said, looking up at you. “You’re really...? Oh my god!”
“Is that a good ‘oh my god’?” you asked with a small chuckle.
“Of course it is!” his smile was brighter than you’d ever seen it. “I can’t believe you’re pregnant... You’re not lifting a finger these nine months, you hear me?”
“Yuto--” you whined.
“Ah ah, I’m not accepting any complaints. I’m going to take care of everything for you, and you’re just going to relax.”
And he was good on his word. He would pout whenever he saw you trying to do dishes or laundry, even days after you had told him you were pregnant. You would laugh and tell him it was fine, but he’d pick you up and carry you to the couch or bedroom and tell you to stay before he did whatever chore you were trying to do.
He always told you how beautiful you looked. Even when you started getting too big for your clothes, and you started getting upset, he would cup your cheeks and look into your eyes and tell you how absolutely gorgeous he thought you were. Then he’d press soft kisses all over your face until you felt at least a little better -- enough to smile at him, at least.
“I love you so much,” he said softly one night as the two of you were laying in the dark, ready to go to sleep. “You know that, right?”
“Of course I do,” you replied, stroking his cheek as you lay on your side facing him. “I love you, too, Yuto.”
“I can’t wait to have a little family with you. I promise to keep both of you safe, no matter what,” he swore before leaving a lingering kiss on your forehead.
A/N: the first of the series! I really really enjoyed writing this, I love this series so much already and cant wait for you guys to read the rest:) the next fic I’m dropping will be *drumroll* Slytherin!Shinwon x Reader, yasss (hiss hiss bitch) heart eyes for days for me.
Word Count: 6.4k
Genre: fluff/angst
Warnings: insecure MC, teenage angst, mentions of injury, said injury described in detail, mentions of a dead pet, nothing too bad, some curse words :)
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Ravenclaw Common Room// 1:37AM// October 15th
The ravenclaw common room was silent, save for the occasional turn of a page or the crackling fire that was close to dying out, the last thing keeping the winter chill out and helping Y/N get sleepy at a time like this. She’d been up all night, reading books and preparing for the winter constellations that were so close she could taste them, sleep was the last thing on her mind and she knew she’d regret it in the morning. She kept telling herself she’d use her free period to take a nap, her morning class was easy she could just sleep, she technically didn’t have to study for her N.E.W.T.s if she just decided to change her career when it was all said and done.
Y/n was in the middle of stressing over her sudden train of thought, not even noticing the boy who had snuck right past her in the room before he was almost out of sight, “Hey!” She hissed, dropping her books when she jumped off of her chair, “What are you doing out so...late”
Her voice died in her throat when he turned around, the look on his face was something that truly terrified her, mostly because he was scowling but still managed to look handsome at the same time. He was also out of uniform, looking like he’d wandered in off of the street, she swallowed hard as she struggled to speak. Y/n was a prefect after all, this was her job, make sure no one was sneaking around while being able to express her bossy tendencies. She just had a bit of a weak spot when it came to him.
Adachi Yuto was a Seventh Year student like herself, oddly quiet and ridiculously smart, she’d had a stupid crush on him ever since their second year when he’d conjured butterflies in the courtyard on a warm spring day. Her stomach flipped just thinking about it, but she shook it off as she waited for him to answer.
“I was...busy” he mumbled, his voice barely audible as she raised an eyebrow at him and placed her hands on her hips. Yuto held in a laugh, wondering if y/n did this to every student who came in late or if he was a special case. He wasn’t even mad that she’d caught him, he’d snuck past her too many times that he’d begun to wonder just what she’d do if she saw him. He’d seen her chew out first years in the hallway like she was their mother, sending them straight to the headmaster crying, she was scary for a girl. And Yuto wasn’t scared of much, just the dark, and y/n.
“Busy?” She asked, a sharp and demanding tone in her voice as she pushed her level of authority to the last line. She was just being nosy because she’d never actually had the chance to talk to him and she wanted to impress him. Which was stupid, she knew this, but she couldn’t help it, “What exactly were you doing. Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t report you right now”
Yuto shrugged, narrowing his eyes as he wondered if she knew how red her face was. He would say anything to make her shut up, he was tired and cold and wanted to go to bed, he studied the dying fire and her books on the floor before sighing. He waved a hand through the air, y/n’s eyes widening when one of her books hit her on the hip on its way to the table beside her beloved chair, “You should go to bed. It’s late”
“You’re-“ y/n had already begun to fuss but he was gone before she could say anything. She growled in frustration, ignoring the pounding in her heart and stupid butterflies in her stomach. This wasn’t over, she would threaten him in the morning if all he was going to do was ignore her, but right now she had books to read.
Yuto wasn’t impressed, far from it, he knew y/n was bossy and annoying but he didn’t expect to kind of like it. No one really talked to him, in return he didn’t talk to anyone, he just shut up and did his work. He got the sense that people were afraid of him and that was nice and all, just a bit lonely, that’s why he spent most of his time in the astronomy tower scaring away couples so he could look at the stars. He tossed the book he’d ‘borrowed’ from y/n’s pile onto his nightstand noisily, not even waking his peers before crashing into bed and grabbing his wand.
He didn’t know y/n liked stars, that made him like her a little bit more, but not too much. She seemed really into her book when he walked in, her nose buried in the pages as she read a bit too quickly than he thought was normal. He assumed she was some sort of genius, getting tremendous scores on her O.W.L.s and on a good path to becoming an auror like she’d been saying since she got to this damn school. Yuto dreamed of becoming an auror as well, just quietly, maybe he’d be more motivated once he got his head out of the clouds.
“Black Holes And Time Warps? Freak” he whispered, holding his wand in his mouth as he turned the page of her book and read through the first page. He’d never read this book before, and assumed it wasn’t from the library because it was a muggle author and there was a lot of science involved. He appreciated the new point of view, finishing the book as the sun came up and curling up into bed grumpily when his roommate Jinho got up early to yell about quidditch practice. Quidditch was stupid, maybe he should spend more time studying instead of riding a broom. But he was lucky Jinho wasn’t the prefect on duty last night, he would have gotten his ass chewed out in front of the whole dorm if he’d caught him. Which is why he only snuck out on the nights y/n was on duty, it was one of the only times he saw her anyways, not that it mattered.
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Potions Class// 9:17AM//October 15th
Y/n was up bright and early, hoping to catch a glimpse of Yuto after her first class in the morning, knowing this was around the time he’d be finishing up Charms. Not that she had planned this all night while she lay in bed, it was just a sudden thought she’d had after class when she realized she really wanted to know what he’d been doing last night. She didn’t really want to get her hopes up but was a bit disappointed when she didn’t see him, going back to the dorm for a nap when she heard a noise and glanced around the room, admittedly getting a bit scared. She kicked her shoes off before sitting on her bed, getting comfy before she heard a tapping noise and her eyes shot to the window. There was a huge black bird in her window and it was staring straight at her with big pretty eyes, trusting eyes, she got up to let it in and it just dropped a book onto her floor before perching on the window sill.
“Where’d you come from? Is this my book?” She asked softly, petting the owl who leaned into her touch with a chirp, “wait there a second”
She ran to her desk and pulled out a treat she’d saved for her own owl, wanting to thank the bird for returning her book from an unknown source. It flew off after devouring the treat, y/n smiled after it before remembering her book and opening it absentmindedly. Her eyes bugged out of her head when she found words etched into the first page, a simple ‘thanks, Yuto’ written in big bold letters making her let out a frustrated scream.
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Great Hall// Dinner time// October 15th
Yuto was trying to ignore his peers talks about a party they’d had the previous weekend, trying to drink his pumpkin juice in peace when a loud slam made the whole hall go silent. He was almost afraid to look, feeling hot breath on the back of his neck and already smelling y/n’s nice perfume to know he wasn’t about to get his ass beat by the slytherin he’d hexed in the restroom this morning.
“Did you write on my book?!” She hissed, her book appearing in front of him on the page he’d thanked her on. He wondered why she didn’t like it, he said thank you, what was wrong with that? Maybe he should have written it on the back instead, that did look a bit like he’d signed an autograph or something.
“Y-you didn’t like it?” He asked, feeling her shove him over as she positioned herself between him and a Sixth Year who had been staring at him all dinner. He could feel everyone’s eyes on them and it made him a bit anxious, but her angry eyes were the only thing he could focus on and the stirring in his stomach confused him.
“The ink bled through the first six pages. This is my favorite book! When did you even take it?! I’m going to tell on you!” She hissed childishly, making him laugh a bit. Y/n’s cheeks went red again, a look he realized he kind of liked on her, Yuto just sighed as he thought of a way to fix this. He wasn’t really good at this type of stuff, he was an only child for crying out loud and didn’t get out much, how was he supposed to make her feel better? He really wanted to.
“Uh, sorry? Can I like, make it up to you?”
Y/n’s eyes widened, the darkest crimson shade reaching her ears as her eyes suddenly dropped to the table, “it’s fine” she said, her voice barely a whisper as he grabbed onto his cup of pumpkin juice again and shrugged.
“Whatever then, it wasn’t even that bad” Yuto shrugged, enjoying the shriek that left her lips and narrowly dodging the book that was aimed right for his shoulder.
“I’m reporting you to the headmaster!”
Astronomy Tower// 12:56AM// October 20th
Yuto didn’t see y/n tonight, wondering if she was sick or something, kind of hoping she’d be there when he got back so he could bother her some more and sincerely hoping Jinho wasn’t waiting for him. The climb to the astronomy tower with a backpack full of books was annoying, almost as annoying as the chirping owl on his shoulder that had been carrying a letter for the last two days. He wasn’t quite sure when he’d send that one, the owl already knowing it was to go to y/n but not until Yuto said so. He was planning on drawing her a map of the stars, knowing her favorite constellation was Gemini but only because of the star Alhena. He’d heard her talking about it in DADA before the professor had told her to shut up and focus. She was really annoying sometimes.
“What are you doing up here?!” Someone asked, he nearly slipped on the last step and had to bend over to steady himself as he peered into the darkness. Two of his biggest fears in one place really unsettled him and seeing y/n leaning against the wall in pajamas was really weird. She looked like a housewife, he half expected her to have her hair up in those curler things. She looked angry to see him and he wondered what he ever did to her, he was going to say something snarky before his stupid owl flew off of his shoulders and towards her before he could protest.
“N-“
“Oh, hello again, I didn’t bring any treats with me this time. Does he not feed you? Want to come live with me?” Y/n asked gently, her h/c hair shining in my moonlight as Yuto shoved his hands in his pockets and rolled his eyes at the owl that was literally cooing at y/n.
“Your owl,” Yuto mumbled, his feet carrying to the spot right next to her as he glanced down at her, “it um...”
“Died. Yup. No one talks about it, but it was pretty sad, she was a good girl” y/n said quietly, rubbing his owls feathers gently as he managed to let out a small laugh.
“He really likes you”
He regret saying it almost as soon as the last word left his mouth, wishing his brain was in a bit more control sometimes when it came to her. He could see y/n blushing in the minimal light, she looked oddly nice right now and he wanted to throw himself down the stairs and go straight to bed. He got the sense y/n was ignoring him as she moved to the telescope, his owl perched on her shoulder as he remembered the letter and rushed to remove it before any accidents could happen. His hands brushed her shoulder and she jumped out of her own skin, bumping her head on the telescope and landing on her butt with a hiss, “thanks a lot!”
“I barely touched you” he muttered, shoving the letter in his pocket before bending down to see what she’d been looking at. He didn’t expect to not see Gemini right now, rolling his eyes a bit at how predictable she was but adjusting the scope a bit more to his liking anyways. He could hear y/n talking to his owl quietly as it’s wings flapped, wondering why he liked her more than he liked Yuto. Maybe he should ask her where to buy the treats she’d mentioned, the owl probably thought she’d feed him something extra special every time he saw her.
“What’s this? A love letter?” Y/n asked a bit teasingly, making Yuto make the same stupid mistake as her and hit his head on the telescope as he scrambled to see what she was talking about. She already had the letter open, her eyes scanning it’s contents as he reached for it instinctively. He knew y/n was fast, she’d been the Quidditch Seeker before her accident on the field, he made the stupid mistake of judging her reflexes and was now losing his balance.
He was sure he heard y/n’s bones crack underneath him, her nails digging holes into his damn shoulders as she wasted no time in shoving him off of her. He narrowly avoided a knee to the crotch as he caught his breath, staring at the ceiling as his heart beat too fast for comfort and y/n was complaining in his ear.
“Sorry”
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Potions Class// 2:34PM// October 30th
Y/n was crying again, a potion gone wrong and too much yelling from the professor overwhelmed her and she admittedly couldn’t handle it. Yuto felt bad, he didn’t know what to say, but he felt bad. He knew her partner was useless, he probably handed her the wrong ingredients and caused the potion to overflow and damage nearly everything around it. Y/n was crying in the back of the room and Yuto couldn’t focus, his own perfect potion being left abandoned as he left his table and made his way to y/n.
“Hey. Your crying is distracting me” he whispered, sitting on the window sill next to her and offering y/n a tissue. He actually didn’t know what the tissue was doing in his robes and if it contained boogers or not but her sleeves were wet and gross and he couldn’t stand to see her continue to wipe her eyes with them.
“Why can’t I do anything right?” Y/n cried, burying her face in his shoulder as his hands twitched uncomfortably in his lap. His body went rigid, he didn’t know what to do, he rarely did when it came to her. He knew he should probably touch her, people liked that, but she was so uptight sometimes she’d probably cast a nasty spell on him for even poking her.
“Well, it’s not that you’re not doing it right, you just have high expectations. Maybe relax a little and stop being so uptight?” He mumbled, posing it as a question in case it was the wrong thing to say. Y/n pulled back to look at him, her red and puffy face sending a awkward feeling to his stomach and causing his heart to accelerate as he forced himself not to break eye contact, she wiped her eyes before nodding a bit.
“You’re right. I’m so uptight, everyone hates me” she whispered, a stupid pout framing her lips as Yuto scowled.
“You’re so stupid” he grumbled, rolling his eyes before realizing what he’d said and fearing her expression, “I don’t hate you”
“Maybe not you,” she mumbled, Yuto breathed a sigh of relief as she stared out the window, “but everyone else does. They think I’m mean, and bossy, it’s not my fault I have nothing better to do. The girls in my dorm are so snarky, they make fun of me when I say good morning”
“Maybe because your breath stinks” Yuto shrugged, nudging her shoulder as y/n felt a stupid smile creep onto her face.
“You’re an asshole you know that?”
“Yeah, but you still haven’t stopped talking to me so you must like it” Yuto whispered with a small smile. Something about this felt good, he didn’t really like it, in fact he wanted to run far away from it but it was too late for that, “if I help you with your potion will you do something for me?”
“I guess”
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Grand Staircase// 1:58AM// October 31st
“If we get caught I’ll just blame it on you” y/n mumbled, adjusting her prefect badge on her robe as she stopped on the staircase. Yuto had been dragging her around the entire castle, his route to the Astronomy Tower the stupidest thing ever. The staircase began to move underneath her, and she might have been a little tipsy from the firewhiskey Yuto carried around or something, but she tried not to yell as she toppled over.
“Are you always such a mess?” Yuto sighed, grabbing her hand and pulling her onto the last step of the opposite staircase, holding onto her tightly as they moved places for a few more seconds. Y/n felt sick, her head was swimming, she blamed the alcohol.
“I’m normally much more put together than this” she admitted, feeling her face heat up when he didn’t let go of her hand and started to pull her up the staircase before they could switch places again. She’d never once gotten lost on the stairs, but that’s because she avoided them as best as she could if she was alone, and with Yuto she was basically alone since he often let her fend for herself.
“Happy Halloween” Yuto said to a portrait as they passed by, most of the portraits happily saying it back as they greeted him. Normally the portraits were always grumpy, especially this late at night, she was slightly relieved they weren’t yelling at them. Yuto’s idea of fun seemed to be sneaking around the castle, whether it was with his owl or not, and he had to admit it wasn’t the first time he’d thought of bringing y/n with him. Or the first time he thought about holding her hand.
“So,” y/n croaked, her palm a bit sweaty beneath his fingers as she swallowed nervously, “come here often?”
Yuto just laughed, his fingers intertwining with her own while the both of them blushed. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it’s because if he got caught he wouldn’t take all of the blame, but it felt comfortable. He couldn’t remember the last time he held someone’s hand, his whole life becoming a blur, probably the alcohol.
“You know, you’re a lot nicer when you shut your mouth” he joked, glancing back at y/n who’s eyes were wide as she stared at the floor. He bit his lip as he turned away, finally making it to the top floor of the Astronomy Tower and letting her go, “wanna, I don’t know, eat dinner with me tomorrow?”
“Yup” she said quickly, ducking her head as she went straight to the telescope and avoided him. Did she even hear him? Was it really that easy?
Y/n was freaking out a bit, her hand still tingling and her body feeling awkward around Yuto. She was sure these were normal feelings she usually got around him, just intensified by a lot. Her eyes could barely focus on the stars before she felt Yuto behind her, his arms above her shoulders as he adjusted the telescope. She turned around quickly, hitting her head on the telescope like it was tradition, her eyes taking in every detail of him this close like she’d never seen him before. He was so gorgeous to her, tan skin, so flawless, his eyes were so beautiful and he was staring at her with a look in his eye she knew mirrored hers. Maybe it was the alcohol, but she couldn’t be sure, she felt something she never really felt before but at the same time she’s sure it had always been there.
“You have stars in your eyes” Yuto mumbled, the hand that had been on the telescope had moved to sit comfortably on the back of her head, her soft hair sliding between his fingers as she stared up at him with a mix of awe and shock in her eyes. Yuto was in a daze, the half a bottle of firewhiskey and the smell of her perfume feeling dangerous to him, he didn’t know what to do. Well he knew what to do, he knew he should kiss her, but he was too scared to make it happen.
“I-“
“Who’s up here?!” The voice that interrupted them made y/n jump, once again hitting her head on the telescope, making her cry out in pain and give them away. Yuto sighed, nothing ever went according to plan.
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Ravenclaw Common Room// 4:37PM// November 28th
Yuto couldn’t stay away from y/n even if he tried, it was pathetic really. The one night they got caught may have cost them 5 House points and got them banned from their last Hallowe’en Feast as Hogwart’s students but it might have been worth it. It kind of created a stupid inseparable bond between the two of them, they made it a thing to head to the Astonomy Tower at least twice a week, and either of them would be lying if they said they didn’t look forward to it. Although y/n liked to complain and Yuto liked to bother her, something about looking at the stars together was really really nice.
“Hey y/n!” Someone said, making Yuto scan the room for the girl he rarely saw if it wasn’t in potions class or the middle of the night. She was sitting on the couch between two other girls, some girls he saw around the dorms that liked to stare at him. He didn’t really like them, but if they were friends with y/n they couldn’t be that bad.
Yuto pretended like he was interested in his book, waiting for y/n to walk by to catch her attention, his ears feeling hot as she stared at him expectantly. Maybe she was busy, she did look like she was in a rush, but he felt a little bad. Normally she gave him her undivided attention with cute little eyes, but she really did look busy. Yuto’s words got caught in his throat, “u-uh I was just wondering if you wanted to, um, go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow? Well not go, but you can meet me there. I’ll buy you butterbeer?”
Y/n just stared at Yuto and he was cussing himself out inside, seeing how she barely reacted when normally she’d be a blushing mess, “sure. See you”
He stared after her wondering what the hell was her problem, knowing she probably liked him better when he was an asshole or something, he should’ve just asked her tonight when they went to see the stars. He felt like a piece of crap, and was too mad to even read his book as he got up to take a walk and saw some seventh year quidditch asshole in the hallway talking to y/n. He debated on whether or not he should cast a bad spell on him when he walked by but then he heard y/n laugh the ugliest laugh ever and her friends joined in.
Y/n pretended not to see Yuto when he walked by, feeling some kind of longing in her stomach as her friend drug her away by the arm to go pick out an outfit for tomorrow. It was snowing and the last thing she wanted to do was look ‘cute’ but this is the first time she’d really felt welcomed by her roommates and she’d rather be on their good side than bad side. It wasn’t news than y/n used to be popular, she was a star Quidditch player and had so many friends, her accident was really bad and she was lucky to be alive, but she lost a lot more than confidence when she never returned to the Pitch.
She supposed people were mad at her for not wanting to go back, she got lucky with her position as prefect because it helped her get her mind off of things, then people started to dislike her more because she wouldn’t let them break the rules. She’d begun to get really tired of the mistreatment, then her roommates started being nice and she couldn’t pass up the opportunity.
“So what’s up with you and that Adachi kid. Isn’t he a Mudblood?” Y/n’s roommate asked, making her nose wrinkle at the ugly word she’d used. Y/n just shrugged to avoid a conflict, pulling a pink sweater out of her trunk that she thought would be perfect for tomorrow. In the back of her mind she knew Yuto wasn’t a Mudblood, but who was she to correct people? Maybe she knew he was actually a Half-Blood and he’d lived with his wizard family his whole life.
“I don’t know. He’s nice” y/n said quietly, her face heating up as she folded her clothes and put them on her nightstand for the weekend.
“Yeah but he’s not the best Quidditch player in ravenclaw is he?” Her roommate said, causing the other girls to giggle. Y/n wasn’t sure why that guy had suddenly started talking to her, he never talked to her before, in fact she was sure he was part of the reason she’d gotten hurt all those years ago.
“I suppose not. I’m going for dinner”
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Astronomy Tower// 12:43AM// November 29th
Yuto got tired of waiting for y/n, his frustration making him too upset to even look at the stars and something stupid blurred his vision as he sat against a pillar. He and y/n normally ate dinner together, whether she sat across from him or beside it didn’t matter, but today she sat with her friends and that stupid Quidditch Keeper. Yuto wasn’t quite sure what she saw in them, taking back his previous thoughts that they were possibly good people, y/n would never be this cold to Yuto and he knew it. It just made it worse when she didn’t meet him in the Common Room at the usual time and wasn’t there 20 minutes later either.
Yuto debated on whether or not he should even go on the trip tomorrow, no longer having the motivation if y/n was going to ignore him for her friends. He knew it was stupid, he was 18 and was way past the age of crying over stupid girls. But y/n was everything but a stupid girl, and it didn’t count if the tears never fell. Right?
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Madam Puddifoot’s Tea Shop(Hogsmeade)// 12:20PM// November 29th
Y/n sighed as her friends shoved her into the stupid tea shop behind a stupid boy who had spent the entire ride to Hogsmeade cracking dirty jokes and wrapping his arm around her. It was awfully uncomfortable in there, there were people kissing everywhere and she was sure he asked her what she wanted about 15 times before she could say she wanted a chocolate cookie and called it a day. He wanted to sit at a table near the window, and y/n cringed when he led her by the small of her back.
“So,” he began, flashing a toothy grin as he sipped his tea, “What do you like to do for fun?”
Y/n paled, did he not ask her the same question just two days ago in the Common Room? Did he already forget, was she that basic and boring? She caught a glimpse of a sullen figure out the foggy window walking with his shorter friend, and wondered where he was heading, “do you like butterbeer?”
“I prefer firewhiskey. It’s more of a man drink you know?”
“I drink firewhiskey?” Y/n said, raising her eyebrow as she shoved the rest of her cookie in her mouth and wiped her hands on the stupidly frilly napkin on the table.
“Well if you want something to keep you warm, that’s what my hands are for” the boy across from her said smoothly, winking at her as her cookie almost didn’t go down. She gripped her knees under the table, praying for a miracle when the shop door opened and she heard some weird whistling noises, “Yooo!! Jinho!!”
Y/n jumped from the sudden loud noise, turning to see Jinho and Yuto in the tea shop and feeling her face heat up. What normal person comes in here? She’d never even dream of coming to a place like this and was 800% sure neither would Yuto, she saw him go to order something and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. When the Quidditch players got to talking and soon attracted two more rowdy boys she got up, making a break for the front door Yuto had just left out of.
“W-wait. Yuto!” She panted, the cold weather making it hard for her to catch up with Yuto and his long ass legs. He turned around with a grumpy face, shoving cake into his mouth as y/n panted.
Yuto remembered how bad her injury had been, how hard it now was for y/n to even do things normally after what happened, still remembered her face when they drug her out of the pitch with seven broken ribs, a punctured lung and a fractured Tibia. That’s what made him stop for her, he would never have done it otherwise.
“Now you wanna talk?” Yuto grumbled. That didn’t mean he had to be nice.
Y/n ignored him, knowing him a bit too well, “w-what kind of cake is that? Do you always get that?”
“Yes,” Yuto mumbled, shoving a spoonful of cake into her mouth and kind of wishing she’d choke on it, “it’s rose flavored. It’s my favorite”
Y/n’s face went red, it was relieving to see her normal face was back, “it’s good. How did you even know about the cake there?”
Y/n had never been in there before in her life, maybe once just to see, but never on a date or anything. She never wanted to again after today, Yuto just blushed and wanted to avoid saying he’d gone with an ex-girlfriend. Y/n got the idea and they fell into step together as Yuto finished his cake.
“Want one?” Yuto asked, pointing to the three broomsticks as y/n nodded, looking cute and comfortable in her pink sweater as Yuto stifled a groan when he opened the door for her. He hated her.
Y/n froze in the doorway, seeing her roommates gathered at a table and waving at her, their faces falling when they noticed Yuto behind her. Yuto saw them, he wasn’t going to pretend like he didn’t, he wasn’t going to pretend like he didn’t see y/n’s shoulders falling as she moved to a table and sulked behind a menu. He gave her roommates a dirty look, they looked like a bunch of cat hair bunched together and it was ugly.
“Two butterbeer’s please” y/n sighed, not wasting any second when the butterbeer was brought out instantly. Yuto wasn’t sure why she was a mess right now, he just hoped it wasn’t because of him. Y/n placed her near empty cup in front of her as Yuto sipped at the foam off the top of his, staring at her and noticing a look in her eye that made him wince.
“What now?”
“Why does everyone hate me?” Y/n moaned, burying her face in her arms as her head hit the table with a thud. He moved her glass of butterbeer before she could knock it over, her loud crying luckily drowned out by all the noise in here.
“You’re so...” Yuto refrained from saying anything rude, instead shutting his mouth and waiting for her to stop being dramatic.
“I try so hard to get people to like me and then they give me dirty looks, what am I doing wrong?” She whined, wiping her eyes with her sleeves as Yuto searched for a napkin. He hated when she did that.
“Maybe you should stop hanging out with me” he said truthfully, “then maybe your ‘friends’ would like you more”
Y/n made a noise, searching for her cup of butterbeer that Yuto pushed into her hands, “don’t be ridiculous!”
“Okay, then get new friends? You know there are other houses besides Ravenclaw. Ever considered venturing outside of stuck up brainiacs?” Yuto sighed, knowing he was one of them but that didn’t exactly prove to be useful information right now.
“I’m not good enough for them” she mumbled, a red blush creeping across her face as Yuto finished the rest of his butterbeer and rolled his eyes.
“Why are you like this?” He asked, expecting an answer but not getting one, “seriously. You know your worth, you know how smart and talented you are. Why do you waste it on people who are no good for you? Who are so ugly on the inside?”
Y/n just stared at him, her eyes narrowing before she got out of her seat and Yuto looked at her like she was crazy. She was crazy, they were both crazy, “going”
“Okay?” He muttered, still getting up to follow her as she stumbled out of the pub and into the snow. She was going in the direction she shouldn’t be if she wanted to take a carriage back to the school, kicking snow as she went, hitting trees with her hands as she wandered deeper into the forest full of dead trees, “stop being dramatic!”
“Why? I mean if no ones ever going to like me why does it matter how I am?” Y/n called out behind her, not bothering to look at Yuto who’s long legs kept getting stuck in the snow.
“Do you realize how pathetic that sounds?” Yuto groaned. He understood how she felt, she was popular and a star player, she had so much going for her and everything changed in an instant. But didn’t she realize that if people didn’t stay they weren’t meant to be there in the first place? That the people who wanted to be there would always be there, and they’d never ever lie to her?
“Just add it to the list of all the stupid things I am” y/n muttered childishly, her eyes widening when Yuto spun her around. She was surprised by the look on his face, he looked so irritated by what she was saying. Truth be told she never really meant it, she knew deep down she was better than what she said, but she got insecure and it was her downfall.
“You know what you are?” Yuto hissed, his brow furrowing as y/n prepared herself for the worst. She knew how he could be when he was angry, it wasn’t pretty, she got upset just looking at him.
“What?”
It couldn’t be worse though, what could he possibly say to hurt her anymore?
“Beautiful...” Yuto sighed, his head hanging and his voice dropping, “and I love you. And I want to kiss you so badly”
“Y-Yuto-“ y/n mumbled, her body smashed against Yuto’s in an instant as he pressed his lips against hers. He was surprisingly gentle for how angry he always looked and was, his hands moving to cradle her face and brush away the stupid tears that were pouring from her eyes. He loved her so much, he always knew that, how long would he have waited to tell her if his emotions didn’t get the best of him?
“I love you. You make me happy, let me make you happy too” Yuto whispered, pulling away to see her looking at him with those pretty stars in her eyes. Y/n was absolutely positive that she’d never looked at someone more beautiful in her life, she thought her world would be changing more, but all the changing had already been done that night she caught him sneaking into their dorms at 2AM.
“I love you, I really do” y/n said, reaching out to caress his cheek as he leaned into her touch just like his owl would.
“But?” He asked, his brow furrowing as he kept his eyes closed, the warmth of her hand everything he could ever want or need. Neither of them were quite sure when they fell so deeply in love, maybe it had always been that way and they (y/n) were just too stupid to see. But he was glad it was all out now, he was tired of wondering what it was like to hold her and tell her how beautiful she was.
“No buts, I just want to know something”
His eyes snapped open, that question sending a shot of anxiety through him that had him tensing up immediately, “w-what?”
“Did you really transform into an Animagus? Because those rumors...you’re so quiet it would have been easy for you” she mumbled, knowing the rumored way involved holding a mandrake leaf in your mouth for a long long time.
“I mean...” Yuto mumbled, unzipping his sweater and walking of deeper into the trees, shedding layers as he went, “wanna find out?”
