HUSBAND!TAEHYUNG Who Proposed To You Under The Eiffel Tower. It Was A Weekend Full Of Romance And Love,

Umm idk how to request so pls bare with me a little 🧍🏻‍♀️😭

So uh I've been thinking about scaramouche x reader but like reader is the child of the tsaritsa or something and reader met scara when he was still with Ei. Idk I just like the idea of childhood friends to lovers <3

You don't have to do the request if you dont want to bc it probably sounds confusing! Anyways thank you and have a nice day!

Synopsis: childhood friends to lovers, with child of the tsaritsa reader

Warnings: spoilers for the end of inazuma story quest, not proofread

Game/ fandom: genshin impact

Character: Scaramouche

Pronouns for reader: gender neutral/ not mentioned

A/n: hello! Don’t worry your request was fine, and I completely understood it! I genuinely had the thought of what scaramouches and Ei’s relationship was like, but that’s a topic for another day. Anyways, hope you enjoy and have a great day/ night! <3

His face looked like a sculpture, made from the hands of the finest crafters. You sit across from him staring at his beautiful features, eventually he had to notice, and when he did, he only reacted by tilting his head to the side.

He seemed curious, as he was scanning your face for signs of any sort of emotion. You smiled at him, and simply nodded your head, as you weren’t supposed to make any noise during important meetings.

A few days passed, and you and your mother stayed in inazuma. Your mother always loved spoiling you, and letting you explore all the places you went with her.

Walking around the courtyard of the shogun’s palace you saw a familiar face. He was sitting under a tree gazing at the ocean. You walked over to him and simply asked, “may I sit with you?” He nodded his head in reply, his eyes wide like a doe’s.

“The trees are beautiful here.” You stated, the boy seemed confused but intrigued. “The… trees?” He tilted his head just like last time, “yes. In snezhnaya they’re always covered in snow or have no leaves. It’s nice to see something different.”

“Even in summer?” The boy hesitantly asked, and you chuckled. “Yup!” He seemed to ponder for a moment, before bluntly asking, “will you show me?” This took you back, but nonetheless you nodded your head, agreeing to show him the snow that covered your homeland.

Many years had passed since that day, you saw the boy a few times after that until he just… disappeared. Never seen again. You grew quite close with him, only for him to mysteriously disappear. You promised him you’d show him snow too.

After that, you returned home to snezhnaya, and life proceeded as normal. Until a special ship arrived in the docks. The captain reported to your mother, which was unusual. They usually reported to one of the harbingers, but… this was a special case.

Because, they had found a boy on the islands of inazuma. They brought him in, shivering and yet wrapped in one of the fluffiest blankets you’ve ever seen. His indigo hair was long and messy, just as… that boy, from years ago.

His eyes widened like a doe’s and you knew. “You.” You said, and your mother looked at you with curious eyes. “You know this boy?” You nodded, and swallowed the lump in your throat, “yes he’s the… boy the raiden shogun created.”

“What should we do with him.” The captain said, he warned your mother and you that he was dangerous, and should most likely be dealt with. But, your mother always loved spoiling you, and by your request the captain handed him over to you begrudgingly.

Your smile stretched across your face, as you finally saw the boy you had grown so fond of once again. After getting him into some warmer clothes you asked, “care to see the snow?”

did anyone ask for fatui found family hc’s?? no???? too bad anyway here’s my 300 page doc on why the harbingers + the tsaritsa are the ultimate villain found family trope and in this essay i will—

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imagine a bunch of readers from the different sagau aus finding themselves to be in a white void with a table that's big enough for all of them to sit at

and then they just start to talk about the things that happen in their aus and just kinda

chill, i guess?

my brain has dubbed this idea "a council of gods"

A COUNCIL OF GODS!!!!!

soft au + imposter au + fatui au + puppet au

!!!To lessen confusion I have given them temporary names: Soft au- Emi (Demiurge. I went on a long google search for that name), Imposter au - Imp (short for imposter, also little Imp), Fatui au - Arte (Commedia dell'Arte), Puppet au - Mari (short for Mariposa, also Mother Mary)!!!

*~A/n: I know I say "I got out of hand with this" but this has to be one of the most out of hand i've ever out of handed. I wrote this all in one night with a headache on a school night. I make bad decisions but it's done there will probably be a part two because i love this very much.

Warnings: Mentions of mal-treatment, malnourishment, wounds, scars, other than that fluff :D

2,790 words

this but instead of a white void, one day, Soft au -Emi-, Imposter au - Imp -, and Fatui au - Arte - find a stray fox.

-Emi has no problem following it, wandering away from their acolytes easily.

-Imp and the fox run away together desperately, sneaking around. Their hand digs into the soft fur of the fox, searching for comfort. They're breathing heavily as their heart is ready to beat out of their chest.

-Arte finds the fox in the snow of Snezhnaya. They run outside of the palace to follow it, the agents too afraid to stop you and the harbingers nowhere around to stop you. Not like you'd let them stop you, you haven't seen a fox in a long time, especially one so close to the palace!

When the three find the fox in their separate worlds, the fox leads the gods to an odd object. The fox circles it as they pick it up.

A realm dispatch?

The three narrow their eyes, confused. There was a different symbol on it, similar to Enkanomiya's symbol but different...

The fox placed her paw on the center of the object, right where the symbol was, and stared at her god expectantly. Hesitantly, the three touched the symbol.

For a moment, nothing happened, until a void overtook their senses and all they could see was the stars.

The three were teleporting.

The void dissipated and the three stood side-by-side in a grand throne room

-Emi had the most docile reaction, drinking in everything around them calmly. When their eyes landed on the people beside them, they waved with a confused smile.

-Arte raised a brow at the wave, their limbs freezing up though they had a reasonable grip on their powers. If push came to shove they could hold their own in a fight. Though they didn't have to worry about Emi, and the other one...

-Imp stumbled back, they had saw the other two and their heart rate spiked. Then their eyes landed on the throne with a person on it. They fell to the floor, a screech ripping through their throat as tears fell from their eyes in waves. This was it. They and two other poor souls were going to be executed by the merciless god.

"Are you okay?" Emi kneeled beside Imp. They flinched back harshly.

"Child," The voice from the throne was warm, nothing like the voice of the false god that Imp was scared of, "What's wrong?" They stood from their throne and came before the three in a billow of expensive silks and jewelry.

Emi and Arte looked similar in regards to clothing, the only one that looked different was Imp. Their clothes were dirty and hung off of them. They were nothing but shivering bones littered with bruises and scars. A broken body and mind.

The god that was on the throne, Mari, kneeled next to their shivering figure as well.

"Why are you crying so?" They cupped their face, Imp's eyes closed tightly, bracing themselves for a hit.

"Hey!" Emi poked their arm, "Are you okay? You're crying so much." They frowned and felt their heart clench. Imp just... looked so pathetic and panicked.

Arte sighed and knelt next to Imp as well, "Hey, buddy? You're fine, nobody's gonna hurt you now, okay?" They rubbed soft and comforting circles on their arm, recalling the words that the Fatui had told them when they had first arrived in the Zapolyarny Palace a sobbing mess. "You're safe now. You've been hurt but never again, okay?" They smiled comfortingly as Imp cracked open their eyes.

They hiccupped but their tears slowed a bit, "Wh-where... am I?" They whispered.

Mari smiled, and the sight was a beautiful one that seemed to radiate warmth, "You're in my abode. The item you found was an invitation to my world. I believe... you three know it as co-op mode?"

"Oh! Co-op?" Emi grinned, "Yeah! I know that! Wait so we're in a different world right now?"

"Yes," Mari nodded, "You're in my world now, where I'm recognized as the god. Of course, you three will be treated as the gods you are. Although, the three of you are significantly younger than I. I'm sorry your previous incarnations met an early grave."

Arte and Emi merely nodded while Imp curled in on themself and glanced around at the other three, "Uhm.. w-what?" their voice was practically a whisper.

"Hm? Do you not know?" Mari tilted their head slightly.

"Ah," Arte frowned, "You don't have to say anything you don't want to but... do you know anything about your godhood?"

Imp froze for a moment and shook their head, "I'm not a god."

"Yes you are dear." Mari said, "I can feel it, and do you not cry the tears of the stars? Or bleed the blood of the gods? Nobody but the gods of different worlds were able to use the dispatch I gave the three of you. Therefor, you are a god." Their eyes turned dark and grave, "Whoever told you otherwise is a fool and a heretic."

Imp lowered their head and didn't say anything more.

Mari frowned and cupped Imp's face, "I see you're tired, child. I shall have my acolytes prepare a bath and a room for you."

They raised their hand but Imp yelped, "Wait! A-acolytes..?"

"Yes? My followers."

"Who..." Imp gulped, "Who are they?"

Mari blinked and paused, "The one's on standby right now are Zhongli, Venti-"

"I don't want to see them." Imp's voice was firm, their eyes wide and haunted. They left no room for argument.

"Ah, alright then, dear." Mari hummed, "There's also Yae Miko on standby..?"

"...she's fine..." Imp muttered.

Mari smiled caringly and called Yae Miko into the room. She bowed with a smile and a, "Your graces."

The title didn't bother three of them, but made Imp's stomach crawl.

Mari stood up gracefully and Arte did the same. Emi helped Imp up with a friendly grin.

"Please help them," They gestured towards Imp, "bathe and bring them to the dining room once they're done. I believe the chefs are already preparing dinner?"

"Yes, your highness." Yae Miko bowed her head with a grin, "They are preparing dinner, and I will gladly help them." She turned to Imp and bowed, "Please follow me, your grace."

They frowned, "...Imp is fine..." They muttered.

"Nonsense." Mari frowned, "You deserve respect and you shall be granted it. You may tell us of what happened in your world whenever you're ready but no matter what it was you shall be treated the same as I and the other two here."

Imp didn’t say anything, merely hummed and nodded. Mari frowned, was their tone too harsh?

Either way, Imp was taken to have a bath, while the other two were shown their rooms.

Yae Miko prepared the bath for them and didn't look as they got undressed. When Imp sunk into the bath they swore their entire body unwound. Who knows how many months of stress and running left in a moment.

They sighed with a relieved smile.

Yae Miko's hand gently grabbed a cup to wet your hair and body (which Imp was very embarrassed about but Yae Miko would tease them about it when they got a little more comfortable in the palace).

Washing Imp's body was a hard job, not physically but mentally. Their skin was bruised and rough, scars littered their skin both small and big, shallow and deep, their hair feel out in clumps, and their ribs were pretty much protruding.

Yae Miko's stomach churned uncomfortably but persevered to finish the task and take as much care of them as she could. Their body told a million stories from how stiff they felt when she touched them, the obvious maltreatment of your body, the way they sunk into the warm bath like it'd disappear if they weren't careful, the way they never went off alert.

It was painful for Yae Miko to watch them scared to be taken care of.

When the bath was over Yae Miko handed them a towel (she had offered to dry them off but they declined. It took all of her willpower to not tease them).

"Um... Yae Miko..." Their voice was a troubled whine, "Could you help me put the outfit on?"

She nodded with a gentle smile, "Of course, your grace."

The outfit was admittedly complex but it wasn't anything Yae Miko wasn't used to. She put it on swiftly and respectfully, attempting to make Imp as comfortable as possible.

When she was finished, she lightly combed her fingers through Imp's hair. It fell out due to malnourishment and her heart clenched. She merely left their hair down muttering, "We need to get you to see a doctor."

"I'm fine." Imp muttered, "I've felt worse."

Yae Miko's lips tugged down into a frown, "That doesn't mean we shouldn't get you taken care of, dear." She sighed, "Come, dinner will start soon. I will ask their highness about you seeing a doctor. Is that alright?"

Imp nodded.

"Good." Yae Miko smiled softly, "Follow me, please, your grace."

-

With the other three gods, they had gotten a small tour of where there rooms were. Their rooms were right next to Mari's room and another room that didn't belong to any of them.

The mini tour hadn't lasted long as they headed to the dining room to wait for Imp. There, they ran into Zhongli and Venti.

-Emi grinned and waved, "Hey there Peepaw, Diaper boy!" They sent a little heart to the two startled archons.

-Arte had frozen, their hands turned cold with ice. The Gnosis hidden in their shirt pulsated as it sensed its love's panic. Though, Arte almost snorted as they heard Emi's nicknames for them.

"Your graces." They had bowed despite their disbelief.

Mari turned to Arte, "Do you also have a bad experience with the archons?" They hummed.

Arte paused and turned to them. They nodded with a frown.

"Also?" Venti frowned, "They both have bad experiences with their archons?" He pouted, and his eyes looked like they had tears in them.

"Not me," Emi said, "There's another one, they're... really scared of you guys..." They frowned.

They could see Zhongli and Venti's hearts break through their eyes. "Well," Zhongli sighed, "I will make sure to give them a better experience than what they had of my counterpart."

Venti nodded as well, determined, "I will as well! You," He nodded at Arte, "And the other god shall be given a much better impression of the archons!"

"Haha," Arte smiled softly, subtly touching the Gnosis under their shirt, right where their heart is, "Thank you."

"Mom! Mom!" A voice called out.

"Ah," Mari turned around towards the voice and rapid footsteps approaching, "Welcome home, child."

A figure, identical to Mari, ran to their side with wide and excited eyes.

...There were now five nearly identical people in one palace.

Emi and Arte blinked at the child (though they were around the size of a teenager).

Mari put their hand on the small of their back, "These are two of my three guests, the other will be here soon." They looked down at their child with a soft glint in their eyes.

The child grinned and bowed their head, "It's nice to meet you both! I'm their grace's child or puppet."

"Puppet?" Arte furrowed their brows.

"Kind of like Ei and the Raiden Shogun." Mari explained with a wave of their hand, "But we'll speak more when the other comes back."

-

The three gods, puppet, archons, and a few other acolytes joined for dinner, including Ei (who had rushed to the palace as soon as she heard of the arrival of three other gods).

It didn't take long for Imp and Yae Miko to enter the room. Imp refreshed and looked a million times better than they did before. Though their clothes were baggy and it was obvious they hadn't been well taken care of.

Imp had frozen in the dinning room as all eyes turned to them. Yae Miko gently took their hand (small and frail) and led them to their seat. She set them down and pushed their chair in, sitting next to them.

Mari clapped and the food came out. A flood of servants placed them down expertly on the table.

"Now," They smiled, "I'd like to talk about our experiences as gods. I am very interested to hear as I was acquainted with your past incarnations."

"You were?" Emi tilted their head, "So our four worlds have been in contact before?"

"Of course." Mari nodded, their eyes reflecting galaxies of knowledge, "Traveling between worlds is normal for us."

"Uh..." Imp mumbled, "What... what do you mean by past incarnations?"

The Puppet, who was sat to Imp's left, smiled gently at them, "Teyvat cannot survive without its god, so if the god were to ever die, another will take their place. You had a previous incarnation, and so did the other two. Their highness - my mom - has never died, so they've gained a wealth of knowledge and power. They knew when you three were reincarnated and wished to meet you three, hear your stores, and give advice."

Imp nodded mutely.

"Thank you, child." Mari reached over to ruffle their child's hair. To which they grinned. "My story is what my child said. I am old and powerful. There's not much more to it, I'm the Unparalleled Monarch in this world."

"Same with me," Emi shrugged, "Though I've only been in Teyvat for less than a year."

Arte glanced at Imp from across the table, they didn't meet their eyes.

"From what I understand, me and Imp were in a similar situation." Arte said, "I was believed to be an imposter and was hunted by the archons and others. The Fatui took me in and took care of me." They touched the Gnosis in their shirt and pulled it out, "This is the Tsaritsa's Gnosis. She uh..." They looked to the side and smiled, "She gave it to me."

"Huh," Emi giggled, "Seems you two are close. I didn't know she was that nice, I haven't been around her much."

Mari hummed, "Does the rest of your Teyvat know you're their god?"

Arte nodded, "They do now, though I don't care to interact much with them. They treated me like shit- ah, sorry." They chuckled, "Anyways, Imp, do you want to tell your story? Only if you want to of course."

"Ah, mine's uh..." They frowned, "My story isn't really nice..."

"I'd like to hear it still." Mari said with a gentle and parental smile, "I want you to be treated well. We already understand you're not being treated well in your world so you only have to divulge information you want to."

Imp fiddled with their hands and looked down at their lap, "I, uh... there's..." They gulped, "There's a god already in my Teyvat. They..." Imp's breathing turned shaky, "They proclaimed me an imposter without hearing me out and... and they... they,"

"Hey, hey," The Puppet gently lifted Imp's head with their hand, wiping their tears away, "It's okay. You don't have to say more, we understand. It's okay, you're okay. Hey," They smiled softly, turning Imp's head towards them, cupping their face, "Do you wanna know what happened when I first came here?"

Imp hummed, silently asking for them to continue.

They smiled sadly, "I was deemed an imposter attempting to impersonate Mom. I have long forgiven those that have attempted to hurt me but I understand how hard it is. So I can guarantee you that it will be okay. It hurts, physically and mentally, but you'll survive this. Okay? I survived it and you will too. I can promise you that." They wiped Imp's tears away, smiling caringly.

While the Puppet was caring, Mari was a different story. They were seething in silent rage, their smile barely containing it, "Those heretics." They grit their teeth, "I should go to your world and show them how much of a god that imposter of their's is-"

"Mom," Puppet said, holding Imp's hands, "Not now, please. It's not a good time for them."

"Ah, I'm sorry, Imp." Mari frowned, "But I assure you everything will be better from here on out. You may stay here for as long as you wish, all of you are free to do so." They sighed, "But for now, let's eat and enjoy ourselves. None of you will suffer here and I will see to it you're all respected and cared for." Mari smiled gently at the three of them, "You are old friends after all."

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Some Moon and Sun doodles for a story I'm writing :D

I don't have the fine details ironed out yet, but the ideas are too strong so now I have yet another fic to work on inbetween other stuff

Listen. Moon and Sun....pretty cool....

Innocent

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Mafia! Kim Taehyung x Female! Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,6k+

✂ Warnings: Murder, implied violence, kidnapping, blood

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Happy(early) Birthday, Malleus!

heavily based on chainsaw man 

Eternal Companion~

TW: Spoilers for Inazuma arc (minor) and Yandere themes

Scaramouche tried hard to abandon his past even going so far as to throw his old name away to take up arms against the very archon who created him, yet despite his efforts, he always felt like an outsider. That was until he met you, another one of Baal's 'failed' attempts at creating a puppet to serve as Inazuma's guiding hand yet unlike him you seemingly felt nothing but gratitude to your creator even becoming a shrine maiden who constantly sung nothing but her praises. Everything about you disgusted him.

Despite this, he felt somewhat of an obligation to make you realise the error of your ways and so he began to investigate your further even going as far as to befriend you.

It initially began when he approached you at your shrine where you nearly electrocuted him, perceiving him to be another thief only interested in stealing the priceless relics you guarded. He merely laughed explaining he was only interested in learning more about the electro archon which you were more than happy to indulge.

Scaramouche found himself sicked in the way you idealised the archon who had abandoned you without a second thought. But the two of you began to grow closer spending the limited free time you had together under the beautiful thunder sakura trees near your temple and unbeknownst to him strange emotions began to bloom in his empty heart and soon he found himself unable to imagine a world without you in it. He just had to make you see things the way he did.

So he started implanting doubts into your mind often asking you questions that left you doubting your faith much to his excitement. He originally planned to take it slow until you came to see things his way.

But then one day as you two sat curled up under a blooming thunder sakura tree together a careless question fell from his lips. "Why do you remain loyal to her?" He asks feeling you pause, your fingers no longer running through his hair as you ponder a response to his rather abrupt question. "Well...isn't it normal to feel indebted to your creator in the same way children adore their parents," you reply your words chosen carefully in an attempt not to anger the man next to you. "Surely you realise that she threw you aside for her better creation." He argues turning to face you seeing your gaze harden at his words.

"She...had her reasons." You argue "Why do you continue to serve someone who never cared for anyone but herself?" He asks sensing your wavering faith as you shake your head with tears welling up in your eyes. "Shut up...stop talking Kuni, you don't understand anything!" You hiss angrily as Scaramouche laughs hearing your feeble arguments. "You're just as naive as the day you were created huh." He taunts only to jump out of the way seeing a powerful bolt of lightning striking where he once stood. "Leave this place Kuni." You whisper not meeting his eyes as electro energy continues to crackle in the air around you. "Alright, then I'll leave if that's what you want but don't come crying to me when you realise the truth." He laughs turning to leave as he feels your heated glare on his back. Seeing how you refused to listen to reason Scaramouche huffed departing from your beloved shrine while you watched him with indifference. He resolved to give up on you at the moment believing you to be nothing but a lost cause. Yet you continued to plague his mind as he continued preparations that would allow him to strike down his creator and steal her divine power in the same way she stole his all those centuries ago. He realised he couldn't allow you to escape him so easily. After all, you were going to be his for all eternity, whether you like it or not.

Then a few weeks later after everything in Inazuma came to a close, he sat in his cabin the door is thrown in open and you hurled at his feet bound and gagged with tears in your eyes. "Leave us!" He barked at his underlings who were more than happy to oblige, not wanting to face his notorious temper should they disobey and soon you two were left alone. "K-Kuni what's happening?" You whimper sitting up and Scaramouche smirks seeing the way the ropes bit into your delicate skin, it was sure to leave a nasty bruise but he'd deal with it later. "I must admit you're far more stubborn than I initially thought but no matter," He says gripping your jaw tightly forcing you to look into his grey eyes swirling with obsession. "I'm sure you'll start to see things my way soon enough~"

— title; your time is running out, and they said speak now

— pairing; scaramouche x kamisato! reader 

— warnings; arranged marriage, minor mentions of violence 

— summary; in which scaramouche steals you away before you can be married off to another man 

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“What?”

You stare at your older brother in abject horror. You’ve known for a while now, that since you’ve come of age, the Elders of the Kamisato family would soon be clamouring for you to be married off, preferably to another member of an equally prestigious family.

And though you’ve often imagined marrying any number of peers your age when you were younger, it had been a game to you back then, your favourites changing as often as your clothes. It had been a lovely fantasy, but that’s all it had ever been. Now, you can see so clearly, how your life is going to be squeezed into a box, by the Elders who would be perfectly content to manipulate you as one would a puppet.

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Strangers (Chapter Three)

Strangers from Hell AU

Series Masterlist

pairing: ot7 x reader

genre: yandere, horror/thriller

warnings: murder, mature themes, obsessive/possessive behavior, emotional manipulation, stalking, violence, brief description of a dead animal (will update as needed)

word count: 5.4k words

A few days had passed and you couldn’t believe it had been almost a week since you moved to this city. You felt like any moment now you were going to wake up and be back in your childhood room. It was all so surreal. Your mother had checked in with you a few times already, and you could tell she was trying to hold herself back from being a helicopter parent. She was worried and you understood that. You couldn’t imagine how she must feel as a single parent with her first child moving out but at least she had your younger brother to hover over now.

You still hadn’t told her about how you were treated at work or any of the drama at your residence and you didn’t plan on telling her any time soon. You knew that if you did, she would beg you to come home immediately. This wasn’t your first run-in with a bully. Growing up in a rough public school, it felt as if there was always an arrow on your back. It all felt like a blur now but all you could remember was your mother being so concerned for you and you didn’t want to awaken that part of her again. An overwhelming need to prove yourself had come over you, not wanting to run home to your mother after the first inconvenience.

Besides, things seemed to be improving. Well, they hadn’t gotten any worse so you figured that was a plus. Jiwan still gave you dirty looks and acted as if you were a nuisance so you hadn’t bothered asking her for help anymore and thankfully, she didn’t say anything to you at all. And your roommates seemed as chipper as ever. Ever since Soomi had left, they seemed much more comfortable at home. Their chatter carried throughout your floor whether they were in the kitchen or hanging out in one of the bedrooms and you somehow didn’t even mind. It was weird how fast you felt yourself warming up to them but you supposed it was the way they treated each other like a family, which they were now seemingly including you in.

Like right now, as Jungkook had practically begged you to join him in his room to play one of his video games. There was no way you could resist those big doe eyes and the way he held your hands so tenderly as he cornered you in the hallway. He was ecstatic when you finally agreed and that was how you ended up sitting on his bed with your back to the wall facing his large computer screen. He had quite the gamer setup, something you were shocked to see due to the small living spaces the residence offered.

He sat cross-legged next to you on the tiny bed, close enough for your legs to brush but you didn’t feel uncomfortable. Something about Jungkook was just so endearing that you felt like he could almost get away with anything. You could tell from the way the others babied him and how much he would turn the puppy dog eyes on you that he was used to getting what he wanted.

“Press these two at the same time if you wanna do a cool combo move.” His knee bumped yours as he leaned over to point at some buttons on your controller. You followed his instructions, causing your character to injure his character. “Ah, noona! I’m on your team!”

“Oops, sorry Kookie.” You smirked, watching in amusement as he focused on getting his player far away from yours. You don’t remember when you started calling him that but now it was hard to stop.

It was nice to get a break from adult life and enjoy some downtime with your new friend. You can’t remember the last time you let loose like this. Ever since you’d graduated high school, the stress of work and life had been set on your shoulders. You two continued to play for a while and you found yourself getting so engrossed in the game that when the door suddenly burst open, you actually jumped in shock. 

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