My Mouth Gets Disrespectful When I'm Mad, That's Why I Don't Like Arguing.

Leo probably: You're the best, Himbo.

♩　HEAL THE SOUL 　( 최범규 )

genre sickfic , fluff , angst , beomgyu x fem!reader   cw implied abusive parents for both beomgyu and reader , cold symptoms (cough/headache) , beomgyu and reader are homeless and ran away from home lol inspired by 0x1=lovesong and loser=lover , not proofread   wc 1089   request yes   note i swear this txt emo era needs to go away (or not and that just means more txt fics)   net @kstrucknet @moadiarynet

You were sick. Nothing too serious, but something unpleasant enough to remind you to not take being healthy for granted. It was even worse now that you didn’t have a bed to sleep in, or warm food, or a shower. Beomgyu would have to drive another hour or two to the nearest public gym, and you really didn’t want to bother him enough for that just so you could ease your body with hot water. 

Your head ached, though. And your throat felt a bit dry. You had coughing fits every hour or so, and not much appetite. But Beomgyu was paying close attention to you whenever he could, feeling your forehead for abnormal temperatures, and making sure you had enough layers to stay warm. It definitely wasn’t the most ideal time for you to fall ill, but there wasn’t much you could do to prevent it either. 

Running away from your old town, your old life, with Beomgyu months ago had easily been the best decision of your life. Away from the constant headaches, the pain, the discomfort. Two broken souls in a beat up car driving until they found somewhere new to call home. That’s the life you two had now. But it wasn’t so bad. As long as you had each other, you got through alright. 

Beomgyu had left five minutes ago to buy whatever the cheapest hot meal was at the gas station. You were parked in the empty parking lot by the old laundromat, bundled up in one of Beomgyu’s old hoodies. You couldn’t run the heating in the car while you were parked, much as you would like to. Already tight on money as it was, you both knew how important it was to save gas. 

Your mind wandered as you looked out the window, headache pounding at your head as you shivered. You wondered what your mother would think of you if she saw you right now. How she would mock you for surviving off a twenty-year-old car and your old savings. You had worked hard to leave. Saved up as much money as possible from old part time jobs and bake sales. Although you had to give up luxuries like a warm bed, a functional kitchen, and the stability of a proper home, your current “homelessness” felt much more homely than your childhood house ever had. 

Beomgyu joked about it with you all the time. How your similar childhood experiences of abuse had led you here into each other’s arms. How it wasn’t quite so bad if it meant you could spend the rest of forever with each other. Perhaps the scars were just pathways to a better future.

A cough bubbled in your chest and you scrunched your eyes shut in frustration. You were tired of this stupid cold. You rasped out a few painful coughs before your throat cleared, burning and sore as always. You tucked your legs up to your chest, staring up at the pink sky. It was pretty as always, but the earlier the sunset, the more you anticipated how cold the night in the car would be. You could hardly enjoy the pretty clouds or colours thinking of how much you would have to rely on Beomgyu’s body warmth again that night.

“Ramen and painkillers for only fifteen thousand won,” Beomgyu grinned as he slid back into the drivers’ seat of the car, two steaming bowls of ramen in each hand. One spicy and one mild chicken flavour. A small packet of Advil was stuffed into his pocket as well. 

“Fifteen? How much of that was for the pills?” you asked a little on edge. What was not in your plan was to have your sickness burden down your expenses. It was already tight as it was.

“Ten thousand— But I won’t let you argue with me about this. I want you to feel better as quickly as possible,” Beomgyu said simply, placing the ramen on the dash of the car. 

“Beomgyu.”

“I said I’m not gonna argue. I already paid for them, so you’d better take them,” he reiterated a little more sternly, giving you a stubborn look which you had rarely seen directed at you. You sighed, recognizing a losing battle before it even started. Grabbing that packet out of his hands you pushed one small pill out of its casing and gulped it down with a little water. Beomgyu’s smile came back on his face as soon as you swallowed. 

“Now eat.” He grabbed a pair of chopsticks and scooped up a few noodles between them. Blowing on them softly, he held them out to you, carefully feeding you the warm broth-coated noodles. You hummed in thanks, grabbing the bowl from his hands and sipping more of the warm soup part.

It had been a while since you’d had a hot meal. Even if it was just instant ramen, it soothed your throat better than anything else had. Your headache was starting to subside thanks to the painkillers, and you were once again grateful for how attentively Beomgyu took care of you. He knew exactly what you needed without you even having to ask. 

The feeling was foreign. Of course, it had been years since you had first fallen in love with him. But having someone who truly cared still took adjusting to. You’d always had to beg your parents for basic things like clothes without holes in them and medicine for flu season. Years of being ignored and neglected made the switch hard to properly process. 

You hoped you could at least repay him with the same amount of love and attention that he showed you. Out of anyone you had ever met, Beomgyu certainly deserved it. 

After you both ate and cleaned up, driving around the deserted roads until you found a safe spot to park for the night, Beomgyu took out his grandpa’s old guitar and gave it a few strums. Adjusting the tuning of the old strings only took him a minute to do thanks to years of practice. He played almost every night. And on nights when he didn’t, he would still sing you to sleep while you were wrapped safely in his arms. 

The life you had chosen to live with Beomgyu certainly wasn’t easy, but every hour you spent in his company you felt your hope grow a little more. Some little voice inside your heart told you everything would work out. Because if you had Beomgyu by your side, what else did you need?

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WHAT. IS THIS.

okay, I’m just gonna say it: WHAT THE FUCK. Our seven are already being overworked with SO MANY clear signs of exhaustions, and according to Jungwon, they’re practicing for their next comeback (mind you, the last one was literally 1-2 MONTHS AGO??) WHILE THEY’RE ON TOUR?!?! And now you’re saying the company wants them to still have their concert WHEN A TYPHOON IS GOING TO HIT JAPAN. Especially after the TXT mistreatment incident and the ILLIT/Newjeans drama, oh my god, HYBE really DOES NOT LEARN.

for belift to still make enha have a concert in japan when it’s been announced that a typhoon is going to hit the entire country.. speaks volumes about what that company prioritises.

bcs how r u gonna send ur artist to have a CONCERT in the same country that the citizens of are going to supermarkets to restock on their products for a few days as they need to stay inside their houses and not leave. how are you risking your artists’ safety like this.

please boycott if you can. boycott and spread awareness about enhypen’s situation. since this company is so money greedy i’m so sure they’ll have to do SOMETHING bcs of the boycotts.

and GIVE ENHA A BREAK.

allur :] can i request some ninjago jay x gn reader dating headcanons! ur writing is beautiful btw 💕

DATING HEADCANNONS — jay walker

genre(s). fluff, comfort pairing. jay walker x gn!reader trigger warnings. none

a/n. if my writing is beautiful, yours are MASTERPIECES 🥹<33 so sorry for the request delay btw !! :((

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honestly.. dating JAY would be a hot mess

we all know he’s just a lil crackhead; so, of course, he would make jokes and try to get you to laugh/smile if he notices you’re feeling down or are sick

loves it when you laugh or smile, it’s the main reason for his extra silliness in front of you

may get annoying sometimes, but he loves you a lot<33

on the serious note, he’d tone down the joking if you’re seriously not feeling it

before dating, he was a nervous wreck and tried to act cool whenever you walked into the room (it failed miserably btw)

(more under the cut !)

would 100% try to impress you with literally anything!!

tackles you every time you see him again after a long time

yaps. like.. a lot. you’d probably listen to him yap hours on end about the latest starfarer comic 😭

love language would probably be words of affirmation(?) and physical affection

cuz he would honestly be pretty good at comforting or raising your self-esteem (*cough* that jaya scene during seabound while they’re in the big ahh submarine and he’s eating sushi or sum *cough*)

“what are you talking about?? you’re doing great, y/n, you always have.” AAAAAHH ☹️

i feel like he would drag you everywhere honestly LMAO; the store, while doing chores, watching him train, etc.

would def be the type to swing your arm while holding hands

clings onto you everywhere; you have to DRAG him if you need to go eat or have him train in the middle of a cuddle session

i feel like you’d have to pry his hands off of you if you need to go to the bathroom or sum… he’ll become pouty and sulky (if you’re even able to use the bathroom, he’ll def be standing outside patiently until you’re done)

“y/nnnn, are you done yet? :((”

he may seem clingy and annoying, but makes sure you’re having fun around him<333

when you’re in a mood to write but have no ideas

If season 3 doesn’t give me the most heart wrenching devastating fight scene between Sora and Arin then what’s even the point. They should just cancel the damn show.

ok but like.. am I the only one who looked at thunderfang’s collar thing(??) and went “A MEGA/KEY STONE!!?”