BLURRY LINES

eyes meet. | myg

word count: 0.4k

genre: fluff. nothing else, just classmate-crushes <33

authors note: i wrote this in 10 minutes,,,just randomly came into my head and i had to write it down :D enjoy!

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back to high school. you vividly remember that one physical education session.

you were (annoyingly) on your period that day, after the warm-up, you could feel your entire body hurt. so you requested the teacher if you can rest back in class.

you walk back to the classroom. it was a sunny day, the sunlight streams into the window and onto a side of the classroom. then you see the boy.

Yoongi was always quiet and introverted, he sleeps through the morning lessons, and he continues to sleep through the afternoon lessons. he rarely moves around if he doesn’t have to.

you two normally have some small talk, and you two pair up if some work needs to be done in pairs. you help him with work sometimes too.

“not going to p.e?” you ask lightly, he shakes his head and leans on his folded arms. you nod in understanding.

you walk to the seat next to him, sit down quietly, feel a rush of sleepiness hit you, you close your eyes to sleep.

but the cramps continue, making it extremely uncomfortable for you to fall asleep, you try your best to not shuffle around, but the cramps are keeping you awake from sleeping.

…time passes, you feel a wave of hot air hit your neck and left ear. you freeze and feel yourself stop breathing. it’s a soft whisper under his breath.

“….i like you.” his voice was slow and quiet, yet still audible. the vibration of his vocal cords was playing with your mind. the ‘i like you’ repeated itself many times in your head as if someone toggled it to be on a loop.

you tried your best to stay calm, convincing your mind it was just a misheard. nothing happened.

the boy next to you shuffles, probably also in the same position as you, lying on the table. the silent classroom made it so much easier to hear each other breathing. his light breathing sound was in sync with yours too.

minutes pass. moments pass. you thought he went back to sleep, lifting your head from leaning on your numb arm, you slowly turn your head to your left. your breathing pattern immediately rising up.

eyes meet.

you lock eyes with another pair of eyes. Yoongi was also looking at you. a glimpse of hesitation and surprise appeared in his expression. you stop dead.

the next seconds felt like hours, the sun shifted, warm yellow rays shining onto his face.

you heard the sound of an afternoon breeze,

and the sound of his racing heartbeat.

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this is the first piece of my micro-fic project !! there will be so many micro-fics because sometimes writing lengthy fics are really hard for me!!

soaring high | kth (m)

Summary: A twelve-hour flight passes fast when a scorching hot, single parent is there to entertain you all throughout the day – with his words… as much as with his fingers. 

pairing: dilf / single dad!Taehyung x reader

genre: s2l (?); fluff, smut, some crack?

rating: 18+

warnings: talk about a past divorce & a toxic ex, flirting, teasing, oc’s and my voice kink 😵‍💫, slight age gap, tae’s kid and jimin are the sweetest pair of dorks everrrr; explicit sexual content: (hard) dom!tae, public sex (they do it in the plane restroom), unprotected sex (don’t do it, pls & thank u), handjob, groping, fingering, oral (m. receiving), throat fucking, cum swallowing, rough sex, dirty talk, manhandling, breast play, crying (cos taeconda too good), light choking, slight degrading (he calls her his cumslut grr), mention of some spit, my mirror kink i guess, aftercare (or as much as possible in a plane); literally, tae keeps smirking cockily… that ass, like 1 sweater weather reference, pls spot <3

word count: 8.5k

a/n: i needed to write this to get the idea out of my system, i’m sorry for all the content that’s still coming this week LMAO; thank @kimtaehyunq​​​​ along with single-dad-tae-anon for encouraging me, and again, maggie, CANNOT THANK U ENOUGH FOR THIS HAWT BANNER AND COMING UP WITH THE AMAZING FIC TITLE !!! another thank u to @jimilter​​​​ for hyping me up and making this brainfart SO much better, it was a mess honestly; ily guys T_T hope u guys enjoy !!

MASTERLIST | WIPs

You thoroughly dislike flying alone.

The fact that you won’t be able to set foot onto firm cement for the next eleven hours irks you. If you were in someone’s pleasant company, you’d probably stare at the line in front of you less grimly. The tempo in which the staff here operates does nothing to ease your mind, either.

That’s why airports are your least favourite place in the world; yes, you get to travel the world, but at what damn cost? At the cost of going through the infinitely long boarding process, just to sit in a vehicle that might or might not serve cold food and offer horrible movies?

Science needs to take it up a notch. You want teleportation to be a thing already.

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Mic Drop | myg

pairing: yoongi x reader

genre: smut, angst, fluff

au: rapper!yoongi, photographer!oc

summary: when underground rapper min yoongi uncovers the dirty secret behind his biggest rival, your brother and hip hop champion kim namjoon’s success, he is determined to take home this year’s mic drop contest trophy no matter who he hurts along the way. you’re behind the camera, content with capturing namjoon’s picture perfect persona from the sidelines but when his hard-faced enemy Gloss, makes you realise you could be more than just the point and shoot, you start to feel your loyalties shifting.

warnings: multiple smut scenes, dirty talk, dry humping, penetrative sex, fingering, oral sex (both m and f receiving), lots of orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, cum play, cum eating, but also tender fucking lol, very brief mention of death.

word count: 29k (rip)

rating: definitely explicit

playlist: visit my playlist page and select “mic drop.” (all links to be added later)

a/n: ahhh you don’t understand how happy i am to finally put this out into the world!!! i started writing this fic back in july and after a few rewrites (more on this at the end of the post if anyone sticks around until then) she’s finally finished eee <3 also!!! this fic is brought to you courtesy of the love yourself collab! this project has been super fun to be a part of n i wanna say thank you to everyone involved who made it such a welcoming experience! you can check out the masterlist here (link will be added later f u tumblr) to read all the other amazing fics from the incredibly talented authors in this project (literally so talented??? it’s sickening???) (im so excited to finally read them all now im done w this monster lol). all the love as always <3

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good riddance !!!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ in which their post break-up era is them pretending that they weren't each other's everything.

or

for when you're too hurt to regret anything. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚

social media au // daniel ricciardo x fem!reader

warnings - language

author's note - hello!!! i hope u like this one!!! thank u so much for reading, i love you <3 just a note, that i will probably not be posting next week bc i have exams but i will be active here so ! if u message me, i'll probably reply, i hope so anyways lol <3

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danielricciardo good riddance.

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kelly's bf 👎 - max ; cat stealer ❌ - y/n

cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : what

cat stealer ❌ : is kelly with u

kelly's bf 👎 : she's out with p

kelly's bf 👎 : what happened

cat stealer ❌ : just wanted to talk to her

cat stealer ❌ : it's okay, just tell her to give me a call whenever she's back :) tell sweet p i love her and i miss her sm

kelly's bf 👎 : will do

seen 1m ago

kelly's bf 👎 : hey you okay?

kelly's bf 👎 : i saw what daniel posted

kelly's bf 👎 : it's a shit move just saying

kelly's bf 👎 : he's stupid

cat stealer ❌ : yeah idc lol

cat stealer ❌ : "good riddance" ok boy u literally begged me to make it work

cat stealer ❌ : i'm sorry ik he's ur best friend

kelly's bf 👎 : yeah but so are you

cat stealer ❌ : WOAHHH PAUSE

cat stealer ❌ : max being nice for a change?????

cat stealer ❌ : history was made

kelly's bf 👎 : don't make me take it back

kelly's bf 👎 : but yeah

kelly's bf 👎 : don't pay any attention to him, yeah? i'm sure kelly will have a few choice words for him at the next race, along with me. and p probably, she loves her aunt y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : speaking of that, you're coming to the next race right?

cat stealer ❌ : i love u all :// thank u

cat stealer ❌ : and no, i don't think it's a good idea

kelly's bf 👎 : are you sure? you can stay inside the whole time, he won't even see you

cat stealer ❌ : i'll think abt it, im just very overwhelmed rn that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : that's very understandable tbh

cat stealer ❌ : max

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

cat stealer ❌ : can i ask u something

kelly's bf 👎 : if this is about letting you and kelly give me a makeover, it's no

cat stealer ❌ : we'll convince u someday but that's not what i wanted to ask

kelly's bf 👎 : what is it?

cat stealer ❌ : do u think daniel ever loved me

cat stealer ❌ : like at all???

kelly's bf 👎 : y/n

kelly's bf 👎 : of course he did

kelly's bf 👎 : you were his everything

cat stealer ❌ : then why was it so easy for him to walk out and then say "good riddance"

cat stealer ❌ : he took the easy way out

kelly's bf 👎 : he's a stupid asshole that's all

kelly's bf 👎 : but he truly did love you, he still does. i know i complained a lot, but with the way he spoke of you, like you were truly his everything. it was such a happy site, seeing my two best friends in love

cat stealer ❌ : u called me best friend twice omg

cat stealer ❌ : that's a record

kelly's bf 👎 : shut up

kelly's bf 👎 : my point is

cat stealer ❌ : i need to post something so W

cat stealer ❌ : brb

cat stealer ❌ : kelly's calling me

kelly's bf 👎 : so i was just a placeholder till my girlfriend arrived?

cat stealer ❌ : aw look at u using ur brain

kelly's bf 👎 : this is why daniel broke up with you

cat stealer ❌ : TOO SOON

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smokescreen | knj sm au

banner by: @dee-ehn

🖇 synopsis:

— don’t judge a book by its cover. unless the book is a six foot tall, dimpled muscle pig who has no problem bragging about the notches on his belt… not to mention his new unhinged determination to add you to the list.

pairing: rapper!namjoon x photographer!reader

fic type: social media au

side ships: yoonmin!! 2seok.

genre: smut!! idol au, enemies to lovers, boss/employee. angst… maybe

warnings: namjoon is a raging asshole and 100% fictional! i’m sure the real kim namjoon is a sweetheart - just not this one.

updates: everyday! (sometimes twice)

status: ongoing!!

A/N: timestamps make sense throughout the fic. if u want to be added to the tag list, send me an ask! + if you’ve asked to be on my permanent taglist, you do not need to ask to be added to this one !!

parts:

prologue: sunday morning scandal

character profiles: cypher v

character profiles: yoonmin stans ft. san

part one: caught in 4k

part two: slapping multimillionaires

bonus: under me

part three: work related

part four: unbelievably down

part five: snotty nose boy

part six: fucking obvious

part seven: alternate universe

part eight: strict asswipe

part nine: grossly whipped

part ten: unwashed dick

part eleven: borderline prostitution

part twelve: producer era

part thirteen: life changing

part fourteen: scared of myself

part fifteen: openly flirting

part sixteen: haven’t kissed

part seventeen: done searching

part eighteen: just peace

part nineteen: deep in like

part twenty: getting attached

part twenty-one: kinda friends

part twenty-two: real unfamiliar

part twenty-three: namjoons girlfriend

part twenty-four: no visitors

part twenty-five: feel comfortable

part twenty-six: real me

part twenty-seven: home

bonus: clearly delusional

part twenty-eight: creating sonnets

part twenty-nine: perfect moment (time jump)

epilogue: lucky shirt

epilogue: i like sushi

end

By The Moon; COMPLETED

(pls ignore time stamps)

disclaimer: spelling and grammar mistakes are included. ♡

↳ warnings: swear words

namjoon x reader au; soulmate!au

In a world where two souls are bonded for life, your soul tattoo or mark appears once you lock eyes with your soulmate. Y/n, was born with hers. She’s not really curious as to why though, so she just lets it be. She was too busy causing trouble and living her best life with her best friends anyways. It’s her last year of high school and she’s determined to to make the very best of it. No worries, no drama, just having fun. But what happens when she locks eyes with this nerdy looking kid who transferred at the start of senior year? She finds herself with a burning tattoo and bond she not even sure she’s ready for. Who was this kid? how does he know her friends? what’s in his past that he can’t seem to get over? and most importantly, what the fuck does the moon have to do with all of this?

prologue

1 - head game strong

2 - problems???

3 - R A V E N

4 - selfish

5 - 25 to life

6 - i would kill for you

7 - purple

8 - one step at a time

9 - reality check

10 - civil

11 - on my soulmate bond

12 - i’m struggling here fellas

13 - namjooning

14 - art

15 - missed you

16 - i’ve disappointed myself

17 - it’s the bunny smile

18 - shit show

19 - that’s rough buddy

20 - careful

21 - skank waffles

22 - i fucked up

23 - confused and stupid

24 - exquisite if you will

25 - i’ll kill her

26 - what if?

27 - food coma

28 - so did you

29 - ooop there it is

30 - for a long time

31 - baby

32 - i hope you stay

33 - hands of a goddess

34 - make me choose

35 - exhausted

36 - hook, line, and sinker

37 - don’t act

38 - that’s what i thought

39 - now why tf

40 - i lost

41 - void

42 - her over me

43 - i don’t care

44 - i love her

45 - thank FUCK

46 - moon souls

47 - whether you love him

48 - i’m an idiot

49 - kookie wookie

50 - you think it’s fun?

51 - the project part 1

52 - the project part 2

53 - toe licker

54 - hell yeah he is

55 - By The Moon, The end.

epilogue

A Gilded World

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8416441/chapters/19285816

Author: smiles

Rating: Explicit

Relationships: Min Yoongi/Kim Seokjin

Status: Completed

Chapters: 22/22 (169945 words)

Tags: Arranged Marriage AU

Summary:

Jeon Seokjin has exactly four weeks to stop the impending engagement of his younger brother, doomed to a loveless marriage. The only way to stop it is to make a better match, more advantageous, more lucrative for the Jeon family. It’s impossible. It’s his only option.

Min Yoongi does not want, will never want, will never ever even consider, marriage. It’s not in the cards. He’s stubborn enough to achieve the total ban on marriage talks. Except maybe his grandmother is a little more stubborn than he is, and maybe she’s determined to see him march down the aisle.

The chaebol arranged marriage au that exactly one and a half people asked for.

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/8416441/chapters/19285816

guitar string : l.jh

word count | 1.6k

pairing | lee jihoon (svt) x gender neutral reader

warning(s) / includes | running away, mentions of arranged marriage (lmk if i missed anything!!)

genre | fluff, angst, royal au

note | written with @ohmygoshcheese in mind for the carat admirer event 💗 hi rachel, i’m your carat admirer hehe <33 it’s been so fun getting to know and i hope we can continue interacting after this event 🥺 i’m not sure if this counts as a fantasy au but i hope you like this lil drabble i wrote for you, happy valentine’s day hehe :>

a/n: sorry i can’t really think of a summary but dw it’s pretty straightforward ;-; also three fics in three days? who is she? 😍 (more to come btw hehe)

“Take me away.”

Jihoon’s elegant fingers, previously plucking at his guitar strings, freeze at your words. The soothing, lullaby-like chords he had been playing echo into the inky darkness, carried away by the chilly night breeze.

His head snaps up, finding you staring into the distance forlornly, eyes misting over as the corners of your lips turn down melancholically.

“P-Pardon, Your Highness?” The title you’ve come to loathe spills from his lips out of force of habit before he can catch himself.

Heavy is the exhale that leaves you when you turn to him. He’s found you enchanting ever since the moment you met, but perhaps even more so under the silvery luminescence of the moon during your clandestine meetings on the marble balcony of your quarters.

Yet, as you gaze at him with what can only be ascribed to pure, unadulterated sadness, the deep frown that mars your features threatens to settle permanently, and the hollows of your face are now hauntingly accentuated by the moonlight.

“Take me away,” you repeat, a little firmer this time, “I cannot bear a moment of this any longer.”

Two weeks. Two weeks had gone by since your father announced your betrothal to a neighbouring prince to unite your kingdoms. Of course, Jihoon was with you that very night, guitar abandoned at the edge of your bed in favour of stroking your hair with your head laid in his lap.

“But I don’t love him,” you whisper. Tears escape the corner of your eye, rolling down your smooth cheeks like crystalline dewdrops on petals at dawn. “I hardly know him, Jihoon. How am I supposed to marry him?”

“Perhaps… you’ll grow to love him.” Against his will, his voice cracks towards the end, the lump lodged in his throat ever growing. Invisible vines wrap around the column of his neck in a phantom force, constricting his breathing at the thought that in a month, you will truly be another’s.

Jihoon has always known that falling in love with you came with a hefty cost. To put it quite simply, your paths were not meant to cross. He was a mere musician who happened to receive the honour of entertaining the royal family at your father’s fiftieth birthday; he was not supposed to meet your eyes as he walked off the stage, he was not supposed to accept when you summoned him to the palace a week later requesting private guitar lessons, he was not supposed to let you in when you both knew that this relationship was fated for doom from the very beginning.

You smile, bittersweet and knowing. “I don’t think I can love him, Jihoon.”

Because my heart has long been yours.

Deep down, you knew this would happen. Born into royalty, you understood your role as a mere chess piece in a game much larger than your happiness, or yourself for that matter. The majority of your life was spent moulding you to become the perfect ruler, or rather—the perfect consort to your future spouse. You knew it was coming, yet reality had only truly sunken in with your father’s announcement: your life would never be truly yours.

Unless you did something about it.

Countless times in the past, you’ve confided in him about your desire to run away, yet you continue to remain out of fear, guilt, and responsibility. This time, however, it feels different. There’s something about your demeanour tonight that has uneasiness bubbling in his stomach.

“I… I cannot do that, Y/N.”

He feels your piercing stare searing through his side profile. “Is it… is it because you’re afraid of being caught with me? B-Because I will not dare ask you to stay with me after we cross the borders if that is not what you wish to do.”

Jihoon’s heart aches at your words. He loves you, deeply, and he loathes that he’s planted a seed of doubt in your mind which led you to the conclusion that he does not wish to be with you. Truthfully, he’s thought about offering to run away with you as well, but a little voice at the back of his head dissuades him from doing so each time.

Thus, he shakes his head, woefully, regretfully. “No, it has nothing to do with that…”

“Then why not?” you demand, eyes now fierce with defiance as you briskly cross the balcony towards the ornate chair he sat in. Jihoon flinches when you fall to your knees, your robes forming silky, luxurious waves at his feet.

“Ever since my father announced my engagement, I have spent restless nights questioning the remainder of my life,” you continue, staring up with him with glassy, pleading eyes, “and I’ve decided I no longer want to be confined to one where I cannot be happy nor free.”

A part of you hardly believes you’ve been reduced to such a state. You grew up believing no request of yours was too preposterous or unimaginable, everywhere you went you were accompanied by easily a dozen attendants whose lives depended on catering to your every whim. And yet look at you now—begging like a commoner.

It’s refreshing. It makes you feel human because for once in your life, you’re not just a puppet on strings or a little canary in a cage.

“I don’t have anything I can give you,” Jihoon whispers. His clammy hands find yours and clutches tightly. The drags of his rough, callused finger pads against your soft, unflawed skin is a painful reminder of his inability to give you the life he thinks you deserve. “With him, you will have more lands and jewels and riches… all I have is the guitar on my back. I cannot give you a comfortable life, Y/N. I… I can only give you my love.”

“Can’t you see, Jihoon?” you weep, tears falling behind shut eyes, “that’s all I desire! I only ask for a life with someone who loves me, not someone who sees me as a diplomatic tool.”

He rests his forehead on yours, one of his hands reaching up to find the side of your face as his thumb catches the salty trails. “You can’t go back if I take you away. Have you thought this through?”

“I have, and I don’t care if I have to run from them for the rest of my life. I only want to be with you. If… if you’ll have me, t-that is…”

Jihoon smiles comfortingly at the insecure wobble in your voice, rubbing soothing circles at your temple in an attempt to ease your doubts. “Of course I do, my love,” he tells you, “but the last thing I want is for you to live with regrets. I roam faraway lands in search of new muses alone until I came to your kingdom and met you, I’m used to a life of running. You… you’d be leaving your family, everything you’ve ever had and known behind with little to no chance to return. I only wish you happiness in life, but I have fears you won’t find it with me either.”

“I’m willing to take that risk. I just want to live a normal life… with you.”

He searches your eyes for any trace of hesitation, any sign of apprehension towards the thought of starting anew with absolutely nothing to your name. What he unearths instead is unyielding resolution swimming in your hardened gaze; his heart still hammers in his rib cage like a war drum—after all, the consequences should the two of you get caught will most certainly be severe, and perhaps deadly—but your determination eases a little of that fear. Now, he's never been a particularly optimistic person, but the sliver of hope that still exists within him makes him want to believe he is worthy, that you will find happiness with him.

And it is that little splinter that leads to his next words. “Then we better start preparing, my love. We don’t have much time.”

If someone had told you a year ago that you’d be on horseback past the borders of your kingdom in the dark of night, with only endless plains ahead of you and your belongings packed in a single sack, you’d surely dismiss them with a wave of your hand. Little did you know that you’d soon meet a travelling musician with infinite talent and somehow even more love in his heart for you.

The castle you grew up in is now a speck in the distance. Strangely enough, you don’t feel an ounce of longing or regret. If they were willing to give you away, who could blame you for running?

Jihoon observes you quietly from a few paces ahead. “It’s not too late to go back,” he tells you.

You shake your head, turning back to him with a smile as your horse trots onwards to catch up to him. Pale is the starlight that lays gentle kisses on your faces, and as you look up at the endless glittering diamonds that will guide your way, you know in your heart that this is only the true beginning of your life. Jihoon seems to realise this too, because when your eyes shift from the cosmos above to lock onto his, he offers you a warm smile.

“Let’s keep going, love,” he says softly, nodding towards the long journey ahead of you. “Let’s go home.”

(And when Jihoon marries you a year later with a ring fastened from a string he plucked from an old guitar, one passed down onto him by his father, you knew you had made the right choice.

You never left home, because he was with you all along.)

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summary: Falling in love with a prince should be easy, like the stars are aligning. But what happens when the son to a now deposed king returns after his studies abroad? As princess, birthed into royalty and every move guarded, you will find out the perils of love much to the demise of those around you.

pairing: jeon jungkook x reader | min yoongi x reader genre: angst with a happy ending, fluff word count: 19.7k tags/warnings: princess!Reader, prince!Jungkook, commoner!Yoongi, overall angst through out, vague descriptions of loneliness, belittling one’s character [from outside character], undetailed hints of marital misconduct [from outside character], swimming in the nude but not nsfw/explicit, light physical altercation. I promise there are enough fluffy moments to balance out the angst, enough to have made me shamelessly giggle in the confines of my personal, writing space~

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a/n: here it is, guys! this may be the closest attachment I will feel to motherly love [with respect to all parents out there.] writing is my escape and my haven. I hope you love and care about this piece as much as I do. even so, I am so proud of this, it has been sometime since I could say that from my heart. I welcome feedback as it helps me improve, I also simply love to read what you have to say; the potential butterflies~ thank you for the support on the preview post alone! ok, les get it~

Twigs and stickers adorn the hem of your dress but you could care less. Prince Jeon keeps you in his safekeeping, his eyes on your back, warning you of snake holes and hidden dips on the cliffside as you trek through forest terrain to get to this secret spot of his.

“Ah,” he gasps with a newfound excitement, “do you hear it?” He waits with his mouth agape, the corners of his lips curled into a boyish smile. You giggle at him before making a concerted effort to hear the same sound.

Rushing water dances into your ears; plops of water popping over rocks only to drop back down into the river. The adventurous man leads you this time, holding your hand in his, ducking underneath near-broken branches, and brushing long stems away so you can pass by safely.

You watch him when he removes his sandals, rolling up his pants before stepping into the water without hesitation. It only takes him a moment to adjust to the water while you sit next to a large boulder, uncaring to the creepy-crawlies and dirt ground beneath you.

The prince wades in the water before floating on his back, a pool of water collecting in the dip of his chest only to make the ivory material of his shirt see-through, marking it useless for its intended purpose. You blush, never having seen beneath another man’s clothing. The blouse sticks to his broad muscles but he is not phased, allowing the crystal-clear water to carry him.

The humid weather finds you even in the dense forest, sticking to your skin as you fan yourself. He notices and swims across to the river’s edge.

You spot his hand stretched towards you and you arch an eyebrow, “need a hand?”

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