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1 year ago

Hi!! Loved your work of demon reader. But what about vampire reader?? Yk?? Or what about siren reader?? Like lookism characters just take a break for the day and just decided to go to the beach. They just explore the beach until they come to secluded part of the beach they decide to go back but than...they hear singing? So they go investigate who in the world is singing...than they saw it..someone sitting on a rock singing beautifully..than they noticed a tail..omg a siren. Yeah I know its very silly. Its alright if u don't want to write this anyways have a nice day/evening or night!!โ™กโ™ก

โ™ก "Lookism Men x Siren/Memaid! Female Reader๐Ÿš๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ’€" โ™ก

Hi!! Loved Your Work Of Demon Reader. But What About Vampire Reader?? Yk?? Or What About Siren Reader??

Hello fellow human! (and Daniel simp lol). This is a very cool idea! (I want to go on the beach so bad yet I don't have free time because of school). Genre: fluff? (Kind of inspired and based on The Little Mermaid, just edgier) Note (quick fact!): Sirens are different from mermaids. Sirens are half birds with a face of a human (female mostly) to lure men/sailors and wreck their ships with the use of their voice and singing while mermaids usually keep their distance away from humanity, wanting to live peacefully (at least in most versions). Now I don't know what to call this "evil mermaid" creature that I made up on my mind and it's really tricky to write since sailors get killed by sirens when they are lured by the song so I kind of made it a mix of a siren and mermaid๐Ÿ˜ญ(pls bear with me lmao๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ‘). Another note!: (D/n) stands for dog's name

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

He is a strong, sturdy, and focused sailor whose duty is to operate the ship and vessels and maintaining a safe work environment, him being admired by every women and envied by men. And everybody knows that he's not here to make friends or companions. And you're a living-sea creature whose business in life is to wreck ships with your strong-level of power and with the great advantage of your luring singing voice and your different level of speed in swimming. You don't know why you were acting like this. Is it because of that mentality when you believed that humans are disgusting creatures who take advantage of mother nature or you being hostile is just part of your natural instincts.

Well, he made your heart pounding though when he helped you carry out the anchor that has been stuck on your tail when you're minding your own business on your cave even though you're already hissing at him almost telling him to back off if you were able to speak the "human-way". It was very unusual for him to be generously kind to other people, let alone a sea-creature. So it's different (almost weird) for his co-sailors to see that side of him. Now you're the one who won't leave him alone when he's out to do his work, you swimming with your full speed to catch up to the big ship even when it's moving at a decent speed. Making him sigh and giving you a glare, almost not giving you attention because of you following him with that puppy-eyes even if you have the fiercest orbs ever.

*Sigh* it's weird for him, but he does find you cute (and threatening) in some ways.

Johan Seong/Samuel Seo/James Lee (DG)/Gun Park/Jichang Kwak/Hudson Ahn/Mandeok/Xiaoleoung/Taesoo Ma/Cheon Taejin/Magami Kenta/Seokdu Wang/Gapryong Kim

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

He is not only a dreamy and eye-catching prince but also a compassionate, helpful, and kind lad not only to humans but also to animals. He is well-respected by his fellow sailors when they're out riding his ship on the middle of the ocean, either fishing for food or him just wanting to explore the outside world of his lonely castle. Him admiring the sapphire-like color of the water as he often gets curious if mythical creatures like mermaids, even the predatory ones like sirens exist. But he never expected to meet a mixture of both.

Unexpectedly, a raging storm interrupted their ride as everybody recruited on their boats "D/N!" He knows it's one of his weakness. He's too caring for others even on the smallest things that can be "replaced" but he knows that the memories won't fade forever. So as risky as it sounds, he went back on the now sinking ship and giving the animal to his body guard before he was quickly swept by the harsh water waves, slowly drowning and loosing his breath. But a miracle happened.

He woke up on the seashore. Clothes wet and some parts ripped. Good thing that he is safe despite getting mild bruises. He was lost in his own thoughts when his assistant screamed for his name to get his attention and asking him if he's alright. Before that, he remembered when he was opening his eyes, he saw a striking face of a female with the familiar color of that specific scales and ear fins before it went away at that moment. He smiled as a warm blush covered his cheeks as he remembered that time when he was younger, he explained that he helped a mermaid-looking creature yet an attitude aggressive like a siren when it's injured yet his servants laughed at him. Now you're the one who rescued him when he needed help. It's unlike in your predatory nature but you've been curious about what he's being doing lately as he's curious about your well being. You often get excited when you see his ship, following the smell of the young man as you watch on the distance, wanting to know things about him. If you weren't so different of worlds, would you make it work out? If you only had legs...

Daniel Park/Jay Hong/Zack Lee/Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)/Yuseong/Jake Kim/Eli Jang

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

He's literally the definition of a struggling yet determined and hard-working man. Not only he has to provide his daily necessities, but he also helps out his family too. Poor guy needs a rest. The dark circles that is ringing on his gloomy eyes have gotten deeper because of the lack of his sleep with the mixture of sea sickness that is starting to make his stomach grumble. He needs something to eat.

Stopping by the land, he went in the caves as he wanted to spend his free time before going on duty again as his stupid co-sailors wasted their time by chugging off the strong scent of alcohol that is stinging his sensitive sense of smell. Despite the place being a bit dark, good thing he brought his lantern with a box of matches for safety measures, a pocket knife, a small bag of biscuits and a jug of water. He sat down on a rock, sighing as he gets lost on his own thought thinking about his future especially for his loved ones who relies on him. He just wants to experience living of the life of luxury, eating everything he craves for and sleep every time he wants with his family, not wanting to leave them out. He wants to feel peacefulness even just for once in his life but he knows that he needs to focus on his work if he doesn't want to starve for a whole week, a month rather than smelling the stench of the fish that he catches every time he went out for fishing .

He was overthinking again before he noticed a movement on the small body of water that he is near to. "Eh- Who's there!?" He asked as he sticks up his lamp up to see if there are any near predators in the place. He could be in danger. He was surprised to see a tail move upward as the creature swam deeper in the water. He was about to get out when you suddenly grab his legs making him yelp. Your hand is slimy and soft yet the way you grab him was gentle. But he wouldn't risk getting drowned so he got up, ran away while wailing his hands up and screaming. You're just curious about the young man, he looks like a nice guy. Yet you scared him off. How do you properly approach humans anyways? (lol).

Zack Lee/ Vasco (Lee Eun Tae)/Warren Chae/Eli Jang/Jerry Kwon/Duke Pyeon/Brad Lee/Jason Yoon/Jihan & Jibeom Kwak/Sinu Han/Jiho Park

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

Well nobody knows if he really is a professional marine biologist or if he's just a smart amateur. But everybody knows that he's one hell of a smart fellow for their era. He's intelligent and logical, yet idealistic and curious about the things around him. He has worked on big projects like mechanicals in big marine transportations that has been successful over the years for his age. Now he wants to explore what lies beneath the ocean.

He got curious when he read about a book related to hybrids of marine animals and humans, basically the mer-folk. He usually doesn't believe in fairy tales (often thinking it's dumb at times in realistic situations). But in terms of creating writing and his curious thinking getting in the way again, he can't help but to consider the possibility that the fish-people even sirens may exist. The past few cases of sunk ships have been very interesting for him nowadays.

He and his crew decided to have a short trip on the seas for him to have a break while secretly working on his research and investigation. Every island and shores have been discovered and dug to find artifacts yet none of it are a provable evidence of its' existence. He was about to give up when a singing voice is heard from the distance. He knew it was dangerous based on the novels that he had checked out, yet the sailors with their stupidity followed the sound and decided to catch whatever is moving under the water. He thought he was going to die when you approached the ship, but instead his weirdness got the best of him again as he ordered the fishermen to release you. It may be the dumb decision to let you go, but it's for the best for your and everybody's safety. He got a valuable evidence of your blood on the fishing hook that was used though.

Jace Park/Yoojin/Goo Kim/Baek Hangyul/Jinyoung Park/Tom Lee/Manager Kim/Gapryong Kim

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

He is just a normal person, a person looking for thrills in his boring life. He causes chaos in his place, almost getting caught by the soldiers when he's doing dumb shit again. *Sigh* well, he thought he's not an ordinary person if he keeps risking his life for pranking other people though. But this behavior crosses the lines when he decided to sneak in the castle to see the beautiful ocean that he's been dreaming to visit. But for some unexplainable reasons the king decided to shut down the access of the place. Was it because of the irresponsibility of the people who dumps their trash and dirt into the ethereal place? Or was it because of the missing fishermen that has not yet found for almost a year now? Nobody knows the real reason if the higher ups won't open up about the issue.

Yet here he is now, feet feeling the warmness of the earthy-brown color of the sand as he admires the view of the horizon. It is beautiful, almost breath taking as if he is in paradise. But his moment was cut off when the guards noticed his presence on the abandoned place. "OI WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" Shit, he's been caught again. He knows that it's probably the time he face the consequences of his actions. But that feeling of adrenaline is getting him excited, again and again as it repeats the cycle of the feeling of a masochistic happiness that he can't explain. He can't let that happen. To be beheaded in front of the pathetic people around him. No, he will run. As fast as he could.

Running away with his swift speed, he managed to escape (once again) the higher ups as he hides on the unfamiliar cave. Laughing to himself yet keeping quiet to not have the guards' attention. He once again admired the beauty of the rocks yet keeping his guard up. He knows that it's dangerous because of what ever is lurking in the dark. And it seems that he is somehow right. He noticed a shadow of, a human-like form with a tail on the water? He can't be serious right now. That living-creature doesn't exist, right? You slowly rise on the water, eyes like snake keeping your attention to the unfamiliar man as he pleaded for his life. "Oi, I don't know what the hell you want but, I"M HERE TO STAY FOR A WHILE SO PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!" He winced as he has his eyes closed ready to be attacked. But as you got up and sat down on the rocky ground, you just kept your attention to him. Your pupils unusually dilating as you got curious about his presence which once again is unusual in your instincts as you attack other people. He heard on the gossip that mermaid-like creatures kills humans. Yet you just sat there, admiring his beauty as he did the same. If he isn't "normal", then he probably found someone like him too. Probably a new friend?

Goo Kim/Olly Wang/Jiho Park/Kuroda Ryuhei/Vin Jin

๊ง โ™กโ€ห–โบ. เผถ โ‹†ห™โŠนโ€โ™ก ๊ง‚

Feedbacks would be appreciated!

A/N: What if I make a vampire! lookism men x reader ๐ŸŒš


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1 year ago

โ™ก ๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐Œ๐ž๐ง ๐ฑ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ (๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ฌ) โ™ก

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๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ (๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐œ)

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"My love? You alright?" you heard that familiar, comforting voice of your boyfriend. Him placing the plate of fresh fruits on the coffee table as you were slumped on the couch, blanket all over your shivering body as you are over-thinking again.

"Yeah, I was just... thinking about stuff." you bitterly responded as you tried to make up a lie, but when it comes to your lover you can't help but to feel vulnerability. Not because you fear him, but because you fear that your personal issues and insecurities can be a burden to his now stressed state. You not wanting to add up on his problems even though you're far from being a bothersome. But that familiar vulnerability that you are feeling is because of his ability to comprehend and understand your situations and issues. Like putting himself on your shoes. That's one of the reasons why you adored him out of all the long list about why he is an amazing boyfriend.

"Darling, can we talk about it? Come here babe." he sat down on the soft mattress, tapping the space beside him as he coos you, making you sigh while smiling and cuddling next to him to add up the warmth on the chilly morning. "Babe, what's making you upset? I'm not going to judge you." he softly assured as he strokes your soft hair. You gulped as you were hesitating to open up. But you knew him for a long time, and you have the hopes that he'll listen to you.

"Well, um I was thinking about the day at the beach when we hang out with your friends." you started as he leans to your direction with your head on his lap, a sign that he's interested and listening while you lying down making him your personal pillow. "Hm, what about it? Did they do something offensive to you?" he curiously asked as you gathered your courage. It's now or never. "I was just thinking about your female friends. They just look so attractive on their... bikinis. I couldn't even have the guts to wear one because of..." "Your stretch marks? *Sigh* My lovely and gorgeous girlfriend, sit up straight." You groaned as you sat up, face to face with him as you made eye contact. The bastard didn't even gave you a warning as he fills your face with his affectionate and heart-warming kisses and pecks, making you giggle and warm up as you forget about your worries.

"Jesus Christ! Stop! It tickles!" you stated as he finally sees you crack a smile on your pretty face. Lying back on the mattress, he fills kisses on your face then to your neck, down to your tummy. Looking up back at you as he asks permission to lift up your over sized hoodie. "Can I?" You were a bit hesitant, but you gave all of your trust to him, making you nod. Lifting up the clothing, he smiles as he stares at your beauty marks. It's a piece of art of him. You're like a tiger whom she finally received her marks. It's not the only thing that makes you so unique & breath-taking to him. Your personality, the way you treat others, fighting-spirit, talents, your looks, even your flaws are so beautiful and mesmerizing to him. "Ah, so pretty." he complimented making you feel butterflies in your stomach. "My friend says that I look like a zebra with these." you half-joked as he chuckles softly, not intentionally wanting to hurt your feelings. "If that's the case, then you are my cute zebra." he mumbles as you roll your eyes because of his cheesiness at times, you replying with a playful "Oh shut up." as you both laughed softly at each others' silliness. He closes his eyes as he leans closer to your skin, exchanging eye contact with you between breaths before kissing your stretch marks as a sign of assurance that you're not only pretty on the outside. And for your information, he also loves everything about you even at your worst. He's your sweet, sweet, boy.

๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง ๐“๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐„๐ฅ๐ข ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ , ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐‰๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Š๐ฐ๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ซ๐š๐ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐‰๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ง, ๐‰๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข๐ง,๐˜๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ƒ๐†), ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค

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"Honey, you okay there? You've been there for an hour now the others are waiting for you." you tried to stand up on the cold, marble floor of the shower stall as you tried to put on your swimwear but you couldn't do it. You admit that you're not only unattractive but you're also weak. So weak that you couldn't even brush off the comments and blabbers behind your back about your stretch marks and how you weren't up for today's beauty standards. You keep hearing about harsh whispers like this that you couldn't even bring yourself to stand up for yourself.

"Y-Yeah I'll be there in a minute." you wiped off your tears as your breath hitches, unable to hide the pain that has been lingering on your chest and mind for a while now. "Wait, are you crying? Darling what's wro-" "I got this I promise!" you unintentionally hissed back as your own partner as you gulped harshly. You didn't mean to be rude. But you want to be alone for now, even though you yourself now that brushing off the topic and hiding your insecurities and shielding yourself from criticisms won't help. But you weren't in a stable mood and thinking right now.

"Love, I know there's something that is making you upset right now. Please, can we talk about it? As partners? As, your first best friend too?" It's true that he's not only your entitled lover, but he also felt like a family. Not only your romantic soulmate but also the platonic one. That's why he feels like home, almost like paradise as how he comforts you at your worst days as you do the same for you. But he also has other things to work on. So you didn't want to be a burden to him.

Opening the door, he notices your red-swollen eyes that are tired from weeping quietly on the cold space and you weren't on your swimming suit either. "Love, what happened? Did somebody hurt you?" he leans over to your figure which is more smaller than him, cupping your face as you sniffed trying to find your words. "I'm fine." "No you're not. Please tell me what is wrong, I'm getting worried and I want to help." He's always so understanding and patient with your episodes like this, he's almost like your guardian angel despite his intimidating face and figure at times. "I-I'm scared. Going out there. There's so many people and I'm so self conscious about my body, my stretch marks. It just sucks". you finally let your emotions get to you as you covered your face, trying to hide your crying but he gets closer to you. Catching you on his firm arms as he kisses your head, rubbing your back and hugging you to soothe your emotions. You stayed like this for moments as he faces you "Babe look at me. You're the most beautiful woman I have met. And do you really think that I only care about your body? For that thing other men lust for? I know, I'm a guy. I get attracted to big butts, big boobs, smooth skin, pretty faces but it's not just a fundamental to start a relationship. See now?" he smiles as he cheers you up. Yet you were a bit afraid that he is sugar-coating his words. "D-Do you really... mean that?" you confronted him but he sighs as he gives you a sweet kiss on your lips for reassurance. He taste like his favorite fruit soda with a mix of bubblegum he's been chewing earlier, so intoxicating. "As long as your happy and healthy, I'm happy too. Cheer up darling."

๐†๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ( ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ญ ), ๐“๐š๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐จ ๐Œ๐š, ๐‰๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ค๐๐ฎ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ , ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐“๐จ๐ฆ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง ๐“๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‡๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง (๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‰๐ข๐ง), ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐จ๐ค, ๐‡๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐ก๐ง

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"You don't want to post your bikini on your Instagram? It can get a lot of followers." he stated, him reading the newspaper of the day with his fresh and hot cup of Americano as you sat on the dining table, cringing at the idea. You keep seeing those Insta girls posting on your for you page about their flawless body. No traces of stretch marks, heck even a single scar on their body. Compared to you, who doesn't only look like a stressed and over-worked panda with you eyebags but also your body doesn't seem like attractive to today's standards.

"HELL NO! IF I DO THAT MY DIGNITY WOULD BE HUMILIATED!" you yelped as he scrunches his face, him having a negative reaction of your too loud voice in the morning. "C'mon give it a shot. It may work y'know." he half-teased as you mumbled something under your breath, being slightly offended about his statement. He can see your eyes water but you keep forcing yourself to not cry about it. "Hey, what's wrong? It's just a joke y'kno-" "YOU ALL KEEP SAYING THAT WITHOUT CONSIDERING MY FEELINGS! DON'T YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO FACE THE CROWD WITHOUT EMBARRASSING YOURSELF JUST BECAUSE THE SOCIETY EXPECTS TOO MUCH FROM YOU?" it clicked on him when you snapped. You are feeling insecure about your stretch marks again. "I didn't mean that-" he was cut off by you slamming your bedroom door. How can he make up to you?

He left you crying on the bed for hours, not because he doesn't care. It's in fact the opposite, he wants you to take your time to compose yourself. Gather your emotions as he gathers his own thoughts. He doesn't mean to insult you about it. It's almost a habit of you teasing each other as a joke, almost a flirting and love language between the two of you. But it looks like you're not in the mood to share his humor now, with you feeling blue.

"Babe, can you unlock the door? Please I want to talk about it." "Go away" you mumbled as you closed your eyes, trying to distract yourself from your negative thoughts with your music blasting on your ears again (yet you can still hear him despite your headphones). "C'mon. Can we talk about it? Talk my side as I also listen to you?" He may be a complete douche bag at times, but you can feel it when he's being sincere. When his voice softens. It's so weird, yet comforting too.

You groaned and grumpily opened the door as your teary eyes met with his worried orbs. "Baby, c'mere." he opened his arms, welcoming you in his touch. As much as you want to be mad at him, you can't help but cry and hug him back as warm tears fall from your face. "I'm being overdramatic again... I'm sorry." you apologized as you tried holding back your tears but his comforting touch is just making you more emotional. "It's okay. Your feelings are valid. I'm sorry too, I didn't mean to offend you y'know." he apologized back as he kissed your head. "You know what, you're actually pretty hot in that bikini". you can feel him smirk as you get out of his hug and slapped his arm, earning a laugh from the both of you. "Shut up you're at it again." "I'm just trying to make you smile. Besides my queen is the sexiest woman in the world and no other person should make you insecure, or I'm going to beat their ass." he smiled as he is comforting you making your gloomy mood better. "Isn't that person you?" "Wait wha-" "I'M JUST KIDDING!" you chuckled as you leaned to him, toes curling as you kissed his soft lips as he melts under your touch.

๐†๐จ๐จ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‡๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง (๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‰๐ข๐ง), ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข๐ง, ๐†๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐› ๐‰๐ข, ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ƒ๐†), ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ž๐จ (๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ญ)

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hi!! Its me! Daniel's simp. I have come back again with a another request. Lookism characters going to Disney land with the reader. Yk like a nice cute date. I can just imagine going on the roller coast with them and screaming like there is no tomorrow. Its ok if u can't do this one because...maybe your busy idk? Uhm yeah no pressure! Take your time! Anyways have a nice day!!

Hi!! Its Me! Daniel's Simp. I Have Come Back Again With A Another Request. Lookism Characters Going To

"๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐Œ๐ž๐ง ๐ฑ ๐†๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ž๐ฎ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฅ ๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ (๐€๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐ƒ๐š๐ญ๐ž)"

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๐€/๐: ๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ! ๐Œ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ˜…. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐จ๐š๐๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ–คโœจ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ. ๐€๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐๐จ๐ญ๐ž!: ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฏ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Š๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐š (๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ) ๐ฌ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐Š๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐š ๐จ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ'๐ฌ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐จ๐๐ž๐ฌ. ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ! โ˜๏ธ ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  & ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ, ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ

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You gulped as you and your boyfriend for 3 years went to the entrance for the "French Revolution" rollercoaster. The loops and ups of the ride made your stomach grumble out of fear, feeling that you would drop off if you ever sat your ass on there despite the seat being comfortable.

"Are you scared?" he teased as you lightly elbowed him on his shoulder, not having any intention of actually hurting him releasing a chuckle from him. His voice is so mesmerizing despite hearing in his tone that he may piss his pants if he ever rode the ride with you.

"Says the one who's hand is shaking." you teased back while licking your favorite flavored lollipop as he laughs with you before kissing your hand making you embarrassed. "There's lots of people in here!" you said in an octave whisper before him leaving a peck on your cheeks making your eyes roll in frustration mixed with happiness. "Hush my (pretty or handsome) girlfriend/boyfriend. It's a sign that we're both already taken, so it's no big deal." he replied as you kissed his pinkish lips back, him melting like a lovesick puppy knowing that his partner is enjoying his company as he feels the same. "Fine, fine. Do what you want. Let's just go now!" you said while grabbing his hand that are bigger than yours as you both rushed into the attraction to not be the last in line. Good thing you made it in time as you were now permitted to take a seat. Both of you even argued (in a comical way) which seats both of you are going to take as you don't want to be on the front row. "BUT DARLING! I don't want to!" you whispered as he's almost ready to laugh on the site if it weren't for the other visitors telling the both of you to move forward. "Well, we can go ba-" "HUSH! F-Fine, let's seat in the front." "YAY!"

Taking a seat and waiting for the others, you gulped as the guide instructor had fastened your seatbelts and telling some rules for all of you to have an amazing and safe experience. He noticed your sour reaction as he felt the same, he's feeling uncomfortable about riding the intimidating roller coaster. But both of you know that there's no turning back now. He held and massaged your sweaty palms to ease your guts and thoughts as you looked at him beside you. His smile and brown orbs being optimistic despite seeing the sweat that is rolling down his face. You were about to peck his cheeks again but the sudden yet slow movement of the ride made you surprised. After for a while it slowly progressed into the fast ups, downs, and twirls of tracks.

"FUCKKKK! BABE LETS GET OUT OF HERE!" you squealed and pleaded as you were now feeling sick. It was now the final drop of the ride. You and your boyfriend feeling nervously excited for it as your adrenaline is being challenged, you feeling dizzy as the exorbitant and high position of the ride made your acrophobia triggered as he was now laughing with the tears forming on the corner of his eyes. "WHAT THE HELL IS SO FUNNY?!" you hissed at him as he was now letting an uncontrol-able guffaw making the other passengers behind you let out small chortles and whispers about your humorous argument with your own boyfriend. "YOU LOOK STUPID RIGHT NOW!" he shamelessly shouted. If it weren't for the belts that are securing the both of you, you may have pinched his ears. "I KNOW AND DON'T EVEN MENTION IT!". Most of the passengers were now shaking and gasping in fear as their face turn paler than a ghost as the others were cackling at their seatmates' reaction. "You're so funn- WOAHHHHHHH!" he didn't even got to finish his sentence as you closed your eyes not wanting to see the stomach-twisting of the highest drop of the ride (but it's not helping you either way). "DAMN ITTTTTT!" you cursed out so loud (that it can be probably heard from the whole place) before the roller coaster made it's way down in such a rapid pace that you started to cry in fear and amusement. You and him taking another turn of curls and loops before the ride finally slowed and stopped. With the other passengers standing up on their seats after a minute in shock, you and him made your way out on the ride. "Phew, that was fun! Hey darling, let's have a snack over the new- Y/N!"

If he weren't fast, you might have fallen and hit your head on the colorful and marble concrete floor. "Y/N ARE YOU ALRIGHT?! FUCK I SHOULDN'T HAVE-" Your whole body is convulsing and shaking as you smiled at him with your cheeks and lips turning pale, not wanting your boyfriend to feel guilty about you almost passing out. "I-it's okay. I got this." you caressed his face like a couple in a dramatic but sweet and cheesy school play. You even tried to stand up but before that, he picked you up in bridal style. "Hell no. We're going to take a break for now whether you like it or not." You were about to protest again but he kissed your lips, not caring if the crowd were staring at the both of you right now. "Nope. Rules are rules. I'm going to buy you a water bottle and rolls of tissue now now." No matter what time or place you are both into, he always managed to make you flustered even if you're already not feeling well. Even if you're both far away from each other. That's one of the reasons you adored him. Not only for that but for also being caring, funny in his own ways, respectful, and super understanding, dependable, trust-worthy and helpful. He has his own cheeky charm that you can't help but to fall for over and over again as he can't help but to feel the same way with you. That's why he takes care so much of you like a fragile glass even though at times he drags you in with his stupid, reckless, but fun ideas and activities that creates sweet memories that both of you can laugh with. Your reaction is now making him chuckle as you covered your blushing face (you just want to go in the bathroom to puke lmao).

๐†๐Ž๐Ž ๐Š๐ˆ๐Œ, ๐ƒ๐€๐๐ˆ๐„๐‹ ๐๐€๐‘๐Š, ๐‰๐€๐˜ ๐‡๐Ž๐๐†, ๐™๐€๐‚๐Š ๐‹๐„๐„, ๐•๐€๐’๐‚๐Ž (๐‹๐„๐„ ๐„๐”๐๐“๐€๐„), ๐‰๐€๐‚๐„ ๐๐€๐‘๐Š, ๐‰๐€๐Š๐„ ๐Š๐ˆ๐Œ, ๐Š๐”๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐€ ๐‘๐˜๐”๐‡๐„๐ˆ, ๐•๐ˆ๐ ๐‡๐Ž ๐๐ˆ๐ (๐•๐ˆ๐ ๐‰๐ˆ๐), ๐Š๐–๐€๐Š ๐‰๐ˆ๐‡๐€๐ & ๐‰๐ˆ๐๐„๐Ž๐Œ, ๐’๐ˆ๐๐” ๐‡๐€๐, ๐„๐‹๐ˆ ๐‰๐€๐๐†, ๐‡๐”๐ƒ๐’๐Ž๐ ๐€๐‡๐, ๐‰๐Ž๐‡๐€๐ ๐’๐„๐Ž๐๐†, ๐‰๐„๐‘๐‘๐˜ ๐Š๐–๐Ž๐, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ

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"Y/N! I'll score higher than before to get you a plushy I promise!" he pleaded as he swung the strong and high-quality wooden mallet (almost hitting another visitor if I may excuse) . You already convinced him that it's okay if he didn't won the prize. But his stubbornness always gets the best of him. Hits, after hits, and another hit landed on the machine but no matter how many times he used his maximum strength to beat the highest score the measurement scale is not on his side. You can see the redness on his cheeks and ears, but you don't know if it's because of embarrassment or frustration.

"Fuck this shit! Y/N let's go somewhere else!" he huffed as he grabbed your hand but you didn't walked, making him look back to you. You look so majestic and ethereal. You have your own structure of beauty, even though you may appear ordinary to others for him you're the most special like a delicate gem that needs to be preserved. And right now, your eyes glimmer more than the shiniest stars in the dark sky with a hue of purple and blue. It seemed like an interesting idea popped on your mind.

"What if, we both hit this stupid machine for once? We can win if we worked together right? More power?" you smirked, tapping the metal surface of the scale as he raised his eyebrows in confusion with your sudden change of mind as it can only be played as a single. But him, being a lovesick man he decided to not ask about it. But you seemed to read his mind as you added on your reasoning. "We can both win that pairing plushie if we worked together right?" you smiled as he can feel his heart pounding out of his chest right now. He grinned back as he inserts another coin (poor man he's loosing token coins right now lmao). "Hell yeah, let's destroy the top score and show them who's better".

Getting the mallet, you held his now sweaty hands him being embarrassed because you may be slightly disgusted with him sweating right now. But for you, you may not seemed to mind as you thought about it as normal. Breathing heavily, you locked eyes with his own brown orbs as you both counted together feeling the adrenaline rush in your blood, heart, and mind as he feels the same energy as you. "One..." he whispered. "Two..." you signaled back. "three, GO!"

The first hit was rough but not too forceful as you were both getting used to each other's touch. But after hits and another, your scores are getting better and almost close to beating the highest rank. "ONE MORE TRY!" he gasped out almost out of breath as you nodded back in agreement. Grasping his hands as he did with the mallet, you both raised for another shot. With your combined power, you managed to land a really powerful and impactful strike as the machine shook. "855, 868, 900, 905... 906, 906! WE GOT 906!" you yelped as you shook him out of happiness as he cheered for your highest score, feeling proud that he managed to impressed his long-time crush even when he got a tough interior at times, you and him goofily cheering while holding each other's shoulders and jumping around like children. "WE GOT 906! 906! 906! 906! 906!" "HEY! WE GOT A PRIZE!" he grabbed the Spongebob Squarepants and Patrick Star pairing plushie as he handed out the yellow-cartoon character as he squished the pink-aquatic creature. "Babe..." "Yeah?" "Thank you for making me happier. I really appreciate your effort." you replied as you give his cheek a nice and warm peck, making him melt under your love spell. Now you both don't even care about the price you both received. You really love cherishing moments like this as he thought about a fruitful future with you even though it may not be obvious at times.

๐™๐€๐‚๐Š ๐‹๐„๐„ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐–๐€๐‘๐‘๐„๐ ๐‚๐‡๐€๐„ (๐•๐„๐‘๐˜ ๐Œ๐”๐‚๐‡), ๐‰๐€๐‚๐„ ๐๐€๐‘๐Š, ๐’๐€๐Œ๐”๐„๐‹ ๐’๐„๐Ž (๐€ ๐๐ˆ๐“), ๐Š๐”๐‘๐Ž๐ƒ๐€ ๐‘๐˜๐”๐‡๐„๐ˆ, ๐•๐ˆ๐ ๐‡๐Ž ๐๐ˆ๐ (๐•๐ˆ๐ ๐‰๐ˆ๐), ๐‰๐€๐’๐Ž๐ ๐˜๐Ž๐Ž๐, ๐๐‘๐€๐ƒ ๐‹๐„๐„, ๐†๐Ž๐๐†๐’๐„๐Ž๐ ๐‰๐ˆ,

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"Why am I wearing this again?" he raised an eyebrow to you as he pinched the furry and soft cat-ears headbands. Him tapping the small and golden sphere-bells attached to it as if he is a real life feline examining a new toy that he has 50/50 interest with. "You look so cute right now babe." you giggled as you snapped some silly pictures of him as you can see his face scrunch a bit out of annoyance. But *sigh* it's you who is messing with him, so he doesn't now if he has the right to be disappointed right now. And he's really weak to you (well if it's not because with the romantic feelings that is making his stomach feel butterflies). So making his partner happy for the date has no problem for him now. "Okay pretty boy, give me those cosplay ea-" "Never mind. I want to wear them." he stuttered as it made your eyes widened out of amusement. You never intended to push his boundaries as you were afraid to make him uncomfortable (and not to mention he's really frightening when he's irritated). But you are also excited to see this fun side of him in which he rarely shows as he is often serious and composed even when he's not out for work.

"Okay! Let's go to that ride!" you pointed at the Gyo Drop as you marched your way with him. Holding his calloused and scarred hands in a goofy manner as he still fixes his matching hair accessory with you (he's DEFINITELY FEELING IT).

"Will that be it?" the staff asked as you noticed his droopy eyes and hollow eyebags darker than an ebony bark. The poor guy must have been exhausted from work (you felt a bit guilty about it as the visitors, including you and your boyfriend are having a great time). "Yeah." "Okay, please take care of your personal belongings. The management has no responsibility of the damage of your belongings. Enjoy." After sitting down and securing your seats for a safe experience, you and your boyfriend waited for others for the ride to start. "Is your phone placed on your pocket?" he asked in a soft whisper as you nodded back in agreement. "Yes. Why?" "Dummy, I don't want you to buy another phone after you broke the last one I bought you." he huffed as you giggled back at his reaction. "I promise I won't." you genuinely promised back as he playfully rolled his eyes. "That's what you said." he replied back in a mocking and teasing manner. You were about to hiss at him back but then the ride started slowly ascending making him chuckle at your terrified and shaking reaction. Bastard.

"Oh no." you whispered. The view is so mesmerizing as you can see some bodies of water and the whole attraction with the eye-catching splash of warm and cool colors combine with each other as the sun sank down on the horizon. But you weren't feeling the enthusiasm as your fear of heights is getting on the way to enjoy the view and you are getting pissed off on your boyfriend as he teased you back with those annoying high pitched noise (which fails miserably with a voice crack) "Oh yes." "Screw yo- AHHHHHHHHHHH FLYING FUCK!" His frowning lips now curls into a smile as he laughs out loud at your reaction when the ride dropped off really fast and down. You are feeling the pressure as you thought of your insides curling and almost like flying around. "I'M GOING TO SHIT MYSELF RIGHT NOW!" you cried out loud as he even let out a cried out cackle, now he's not able to control himself from stopping. "DO IT!" "YOU LITTLE- AHHH DAMN ITTTTT!" you were cut off short again as the ride's movement turn fast and almost dropping down the ground making the other passengers either cry or feel the excitement rushing through their body and mind. Your reaction is a mix of that and your boyfriend is just sitting there. Enjoying as he is no near disturbed by the level of highness of the distance between the sky and ground. As much as you want to share those pretty chirps of laughter with him, you can't help but to overthink whether if your phone is going to get damaged again (Jay flashbacks xD), if you're even going to make it out alive after this, or if your boyfriend is even a human or a living cat as he was not scared of heights, like a cat with 9 lives.

After a couple (if not more) descending movements of the ride, you and your partner are now getting out of the seat. Him holding your shoulder for guidance as he can feel your own legs wiggly. Almost like a jelly-ace after you scared yourself from riding that enormous and huge tower. "Are you going to puke?" he questioned in concern but you can definitely see that annoying grin on his face. Unexpectedly, you hit him hard on his chest that has no effect on him, now making him release another bunch of irritating laughter with that damn husky voice. "SCREW YOU! I ALMOST DIED IN THERE!" "It's your fault. You agreed to go with me on the drop and now you're acting like this." His brutality kills you off at times. And now you're pouting at him with those doe-eyes. Damn it, he wants to kiss you right now. "ARE YOU SERIOUS RIGHT NOW! IF I GET A HEART ATTACK, which I hope doesn't happens. YOU'RE GOING TO ACT LIKE THIS?!" You were scolding him more than his mother/guardian/master, not caring if others were looking at you. But with your silliness like this, he can't help but to pinch your cheeks in a soft but tender way as he kissed your cherry-coated lips. "Okay, I know you're scared. But let me make it up to you. I know a less scary chilly ride than that." he replied in a calm manner (as always) as you thought about your life-decisions deeply. He sighed as he grabbed your hand with you still huffing in disappointment (he's going to ride the French Revolution roller coaster with you, I...).

๐†๐”๐ ๐๐€๐‘๐Š (๐๐€๐‘๐Š ๐‰๐Ž๐๐†๐†๐”๐), ๐‰๐€๐Œ๐„๐’ ๐‹๐„๐„ (๐ƒ๐†), ๐’๐€๐Œ๐”๐„๐‹ ๐’๐„๐Ž, ๐Œ๐€๐†๐€๐Œ๐ˆ ๐Š๐„๐๐“๐€, ๐‰๐ˆ๐‚๐‡๐€๐๐† ๐Š๐–๐€๐Š (๐ˆ ๐Œ๐ˆ๐’๐’ ๐‡๐ˆ๐Œ ๐’๐Œ), ๐‰๐Ž๐‡๐€๐ ๐’๐„๐Ž๐๐†, ๐“๐€๐„๐’๐Ž๐Ž ๐Œ๐€, ๐‡๐”๐ƒ๐’๐Ž๐ ๐€๐‡๐, ๐†๐Ž๐Ž ๐Š๐ˆ๐Œ (๐ˆ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐œ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ญ-๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐),๐Ž๐‹๐‹๐˜ ๐–๐€๐๐†, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐จ๐ข (๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐„๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ž), ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข๐ง, ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐จ๐ค

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"Y/N! Over here!" your boyfriend for a year happily waved his hands up for you to take notice. Luckily, you made your way into your boyfriend who is much more taller than you. His closest friend/brother keeping his company as they both wait for your presence. "Sup guys. Sorry I was late." you apologized as his friend/brother chuckled, not minding his waiting turning having an overtime. "It's okay. I understand that you must make yourself neat and presentable for your anniversary date." he replied with a thumbs up for reassurance. "Yeah, it seemed like I'm racing against the clock this time." you bowed down to show respect even though you know his acquaintance mutually well. You being respectful to other people despite having to know them so well is one of the reasons that he loves you so much. "No hustle and worries. Bro, enjoy your date!"

His brother/friend has left the attraction even though you have insisted to stay with you for the day as you want him to ease his own mind. But as usual, he's out for business. And right, he understands that he need to set boundaries for his comrade's relationship. His not only friend but also whom he loves as a sibling. You even have a chat with the two gentlemen, sharing laughter at your partner about how he was confused to go on the date on his own that he even needs to use Google Maps. Good thing his bro helped him out and accompanied him or else he might have been lost at late for the date.

"Y-You look stunning today." you can hear your boyfriend mumble softly as he rubs his nape to ease his nervousness. It's not the first time that you and him have decided to spend each other's company and share your time for each other. But no matter how many times he experience having these kind of dates over and over again, he can't help but to admire not only your personality and looks but also how much effort you put to dress even though it's not even that revealing. "You also look handsome darling." You replied back as you give his lips a smooch before starting your official date. "Oh, honey let's try that huge roller coaster!" he pointed out, seeing sparkles bling in his brown orbs as you smiled back at him, feeling his enthusiasm.

"Tha-That was fun!" you giggled as he laughs with you. Feeling excited with trying the Flume Ride with him. "Honey, I think we might have bought extra clothes because we may et wet." he insisted as you chuckled before kissing his lips. "No worries. Promise, you're going to love it." Now sitting down with him, the ride started to move in a slow manner. You and your partner talked about your days and random funny events like how he accidentally puked on a buff and sturdy looking guy last time you and him went on a date because of motion sickness. And how you almost broke your phone from running away with him against the man. It was quite a scary experience, but also dumbly fun as you can laugh about these silly moments with him. You and him were so focused about chatting that you didn't noticed the ride going down fastly. "AHHHHH Y/N MY LOVE ARE YOU ALRIGHT!" he asked in a worried manner as you nervously chuckled. "BABE I'M OKAY IT'S JUST A RIIIIIIIII-"

The ride continued to move in high places, and with the force applied to it the water splashes on some part of your clothes and his top. But that didn't matter since you're both enjoying each other's time and company. He was right about bringing extra clothes for later on though.

๐•๐€๐’๐‚๐Ž (๐‹๐„๐„ ๐„๐”๐๐“๐€๐„), ๐˜๐”๐’๐„๐Ž๐๐†, ๐‰๐„๐‘๐‘๐˜ ๐Š๐–๐Ž๐, ๐๐€๐„๐Š ๐‡๐€๐๐†๐˜๐„๐Ž๐‹ ; ๐๐Ž. ๐Ÿ (๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ญ ; ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐ž๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐›๐ซ๐จ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ'๐ฌ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ฌ๐ฒ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐š๐ญ๐ก)

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A/N: I'M SORRY FOR THE REALLY LATE AND RUSHED REPLY (I'm busy lately)

Feedbacks would be appreciated!

(Working on requests, though don't be hesitant to share your ideas! if you don't mind my REALLY late posting schedule)


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1 year ago

hii! Itโ€™s me again, sorry ๐Ÿ˜ญ

So I was wondering if I could make another request (again sorry if Iโ€™m annoying ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ–)

Like Gun, Goo, Jake, Samuel and DG with an S/O who is a kindergarten teacher?? And sheโ€™s really sweet kids love her??

Hii! Its Me Again, Sorry

๐‹๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐Œ๐ž๐ง ๐ฑ ๐๐ซ๐ž-๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐จ๐ฅ ๐“๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ซ! ๐…๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐‘๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ

Hii! Its Me Again, Sorry

๐€/๐: ๐Ž๐Œ๐† ๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐’๐Ž ๐’๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐˜ ๐ˆ'๐•๐„ ๐Œ๐€๐ƒ๐„ ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐‘๐„๐๐”๐„๐’๐“ ๐’๐Ž ๐‹๐€๐“๐„ (๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ง) ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ!

Hii! Its Me Again, Sorry

โคท ๐†๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ƒ๐†), ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ž๐จ, ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐“๐š๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐จ ๐Œ๐š, ๐Œ๐š๐ ๐š๐ฆ๐ข ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š, ๐‡๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐ก๐ง

It's quite surprising that you got to date this bastard despite your life styles being really different. The school management are super worried to hire you as a new pre-school teacher because of fresh gossips that you are dating a "gangster" or someone who is "involved with the mafia". But you proved them wrong with how effective your teaching skills are and how gentle and nice you are with children ๐Ÿ–คโœจ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿฅ€.

If you asked him out to help teach the kids, he is really hesitant at first. Because he doesn't want to ruin your and his reputations, and second, he's really busy with business that he's handling, and third, he might accidentally hurt the kids and he may just cause you trouble.

But, if you really asked him to (with your help of course) he may accept the offer. Though expect him to have that poker face all the time ๐Ÿ’€โœ‹.

The children may have 2 reactions. First, they may get a bit intimidated and scared because of how muscular he is (like for example having LOTS OF TATTOOS AND SCARS) and most especially his death glares at times ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ—ฟ. And the other children will be VERY FUND OF HIM. They're so impressed with his tattoos thinking that those are cool body painting. Some may even tease you for bringing your future husband ๐Ÿ˜‰. "WOW! YOU GOT COOL DRAWINGS ON YOUR ARMS MISTER!" a little boy with a bowl cut and a little girl with pigtails inspected his rather sturdy limbs while the other children "style and fixes" his hair with cute My Melody clips. "Thanks, I guess." he muttered while an another child approached him with a scared expression as she curiously asked "But I thought tattoos are bad? A-At least that's what my momma told me..." she mumbled as she was afraid to offend the scary looking guy. But surprisingly, he just sighed as he tried to explain the reasons about why he got those "offensive" markings on his body. "It's your decision in the future if you want to get tattoos or not. But you're still children. So that's the reason why your mom told you that getting tattoos are bad for your age." ๐Ÿฅบ. You're literally going to smile as you get to see this soft side of him that he rarely shows.

He may not accept with playing hide and seek with the children since he's skeptical that he'll make some cry๐Ÿ’€โœ‹. But he will weirdly enjoy some calmer activities like drawing, painting, and he also doesn't mind if the little girls style him up with those fake make-up and hair clips. And playing toy trucks with the little boys, especially if you're with him enjoying this moment.

Hii! Its Me Again, Sorry

โคท ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ,๐†๐จ๐จ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐‰๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ง, ๐๐ซ๐š๐ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‡๐จ ๐๐ข๐ง (๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‰๐ข๐ง), ๐†๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐› ๐‰๐ข, ๐‰๐ข๐ก๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐ข๐›๐ž๐จ๐ฆ ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐“๐จ๐ฆ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ง๐จ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ—ฟ)

Is IRONICALLY INTO IT (even though if he denies it and thinks it's cringe LMAO).

Despite his somewhat a bad reputation, he's mostly a fun and loving guy especially with those who are close to him. Whether it's you (his loving partner), his family and friends, he's willing to feel vulnerable for the people he loves ๐Ÿ–คโœจ. And that side of him is rarely noticed because of how some people are quick to judge at times...

You want help with teaching the children? NO PROBLEM. As long as he gets to spend some extra time with you (like some sort of a date), he can't take down your offer. And also bonus points is that even if he somehow has that love and hate relationship with kids, he may even bring some candies, plushies, and learning materials for the children not only to enjoy but also learn ๐Ÿ–คโœจ.

He's really going to enjoy playing hide and seek with the children especially at play time. He may go a little cautious though as he doesn't want to freak them out at accidentally hurt them (considering how strong he is). And he's going to have those little talk with the boys about their crushes, teasing them and laughing out loud about some silly stories the boys tell him. He MAY curse a little though, so you got to watch out for his language and scold him to not get in trouble. "And when I was going inside the school, I didn't noticed the door closed so I hit my head and got a REALLY BIG BUMP ON MY FOREHEAD!" A boy with crooked teeth exclaimed quite proudly as his fellow students cackle at his silly story with your quite gleeful boyfriend. "HAHAHHAHHA THAT'S FUCKI-" "OI! LANGUAGE!" "EEK I'M SORRY MY LOVE!". And he'll also blush a lot when the annoying brats tease him with you being his girlfriend. "I HEARD THAT YOU HAVE A REALLY HUGE CRUSH ON MS. Y/N!" a little girl smirked as he hissed at the group of little brats as they let out chirps of laughter. "WELL, YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE A BOYFRIEND THOUGH! HUH!" "BECAUSE I'M STILL YOUNG MISTER STUPID!" "Children, what did I say about cursing?" you raised your eyebrows with that silly smile as your bf and she apologized.

Is REALLY BAD AT SPELLING like some of the other men above ๐Ÿ’€โœ‹. So you got to teach him the right grammar and pronunciation to not accidentally teach the children the REALLY WRONG WAY xD. And plays dress up with the girls with that goofy makeup ๐Ÿ˜ญ.

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โคท ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง ๐“๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐„๐ฅ๐ข ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ , ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐‰๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ง, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  & ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐  (๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ญ ; ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐’๐š๐ง๐ซ๐ข๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ฌ๐ก)

Is REALLY INTO IT (It's so obvious lol).

He's also a bit hesitant at first especially if he's busy. But if you really need help then he'll come with you.

He may not realize it but he's REALLY GOOD WITH TAKING CARE OF CHILDREN. YOU NAME IT. Whether it's academics like spelling, counting numbers and simple mathematics, cultural subjects like music, arts, physical education, studying language, or reading storybooks and fairy tales he's going to be a really amazing teacher! (Zack and Vasco may have a hard time at spelling some words though).

It's no surprise that he's really gentle and nice with your students as he is aware that he is more physically stronger than them. So he's really cautious about it when playing hide and seek or tag because he doesn't want to hurt them ๐Ÿ–คโœจ๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿฅบ. He'll also scold at them at times if they almost bruise themselves like a protective dad and like they are his own children ๐Ÿ˜ญ. "Hey, I told you to not run fast. You know got a bruise you see." he calmly scolded the little boy as you rushed in the scene. "DARLING WHAT HAPPENED!" you noticed the little boy sniffing, not because he was scared of your boyfriend. But because of the stinging pain of the small injury he got. "I-I ran a bit fast... I'm sorry Ms. Y/N." he apologized as you both sighed while your boyfriend patch up his wounds with the extra band aid he got on his pocket. "It's okay. Just don't run a bit too fast next time okay?" O-Okay..." He may not like wearing make-up and hair clips but if it's for the girls' entertainment, then he would have no problems with it (he's so considerate AHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE THEM SM). He may even brush their hair and even put some hair gel on the boys to boost up their confidence ๐Ÿ’ฏ.

I may sound emotional, but he'll also talk abut philosophic topics about life since he's really an empathetic guy you see. He'll talk about how the children should love their parents for their sacrifices, how much their childhood and innocence should be cherished while they are still kids, etc.. You may not expect it, but it may bring a bittersweet tears of joy on the children's eyes just because of how good of a person he is ๐Ÿ–คโœจ๐Ÿฅ€ .

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" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

๐Ÿฆ‹" The Only Exception" ๐Ÿฆ‹Daniel Park x Female! Reader oneshot (1/2?)

" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

๐€/๐: ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ฆ๐จ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐š๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐  (๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ.) ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ. ๐’๐จ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ? :) ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿฅ€ & ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿโ˜๏ธ (๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ž๐๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐) ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ?, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ (๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐).

" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

You've been friends with Daniel, the boy who was often picked on for being "unattractive" in your class. You were a bit hesitant to approach him at first since you're also afraid of being bullied. But despite your raging nervousness, insecurities, and fear you managed to befriend him and make him trust you. He felt so secure, and most especially loved when you're always with him. Whether it's hanging out in his rather small apartment, him teaching you how to ride a bicycle in the warm and calming scenery in the sunset, even singing with him was always so fun. You laughed and cried with him as he did the same. Both of you understanding each other's feelings, thoughts, and accepting each other's strengths and even each others' flaws. That makes him so beautiful and endearing. This developed a different kind of love in your side, but you were quite afraid of sharing that relationship with him since you were afraid of rejection and getting hurt again for a countless amount of times. It is really risky because if your built friendship would fall to pieces if he is not willing to put your connections into that level. Nonetheless, you were happy. Even if he can't reciprocate your romantic feelings.

Yet it hurts, it hurts to see him move away from a different city when he can't take the bullying anymore. Even though he wants to run away with you from that toxic environment of his middle school, he can't seem to convince your parent/s since they seem to be against with your friendship with him since he's viewed as unattractive. Even when you got to meet him after moving too, seeing him fall for another woman makes your heart wrench. The stinging pain of disappointment and heartbreak fills your feelings and intoxicates your mind. You've always felt like this. Despite having that happy-go-lucky vibe, you seem to be jealous about the other people who got more friends, who got a boyfriend, who is more successful and prettier than you. At least that's how you felt. Even though you seem to want to have your own time and space at times, making real friendships are super hard of you since you don't trust anybody. You want to feel vulnerable. But you fear of getting used and hurt again. Daniel was the only one who listened to you, loved you as a friend even at your worst and even if you make mistakes. But in your gut-feeling, he doesn't seem to view you as someone who he can share his future with. You don't want to put your only friendship in the line of ending the beautiful connection between the two of you.

And with your involvement with the gangs with him and with the return of Logan Lee, everything seemed to fell down. It felt like he already snapped, causing him to run away and leaving you a letter about how much he cared about you. How much understanding and patient you are with him even when he makes mistakes, for loving him for being him.

"Y/N I don't know how to tell my thoughts in the first place but seeing Logan back when I try to run away from my problems just kills me inside. It may sound selfish to you but I felt like a burden for you and especially my mom. But I thank you for being there for me in my darkest times, when you help me out from those bullies and you don't judge me by my looks. When we jam in my apartment, when we laughed out loud in and chase each other in the side walk, when you help me out in my homeworks, when you get slightly pissed off when I tease you but then you just laugh back. When we call each other silly names without actually offending each other, when we ate cheap but good fried chicken in the corner after my night-shifts, when we laughed and cried together at our own miseries and problems, even when I farted out loud in the class and I accidentally burped on your face you just genuinely laughed and you didn't got really angry me at all (though I know it smells bad but don't judge me haha). It may sounds cheesy and clichรฉ, but all of these memories are so beautiful and cherishing to me. And it made me feel cared for so much and I do hope you feel the same way like I did. You're really a sweet and honest person. You may not see that for yourself since I know you are also going through the darkest moments of your life, but as your best friend I see the good in you even if you can't. You may get bullied by befriending me back in middle school, but you gathered up your courage just so I wouldn't be all alone and lonely not only during lunch time but the whole school year and summer vacation. You, mom, and our other friends made my depressing life better and see the shining light of it. I look up to you because of that. You really are my best friend, and I love you for that. Though, I just need time for myself now. Please don't look for me. The larva that waits for years to be reborn as a cicada decides to return back to it's shell and to not spread it's wings. I'm sorry".

You thought that you weren't going to see him again. Your eyes can't help but to pour out warm tears as your chest aches because of disappointment from yourself since you didn't protected him. That's why he ran away again. You've spent the night looking for him, even almost spending most of your money just trying to ride the next train stations just so that you can bring him home again. But no matter how many times you looked for him, you gave up by crying even louder at the place when you failed to look for him. "Stupid, stupid, STUPID!" you thought to yourself as your now bloodshot orbs can't stop crying as your optimism declines even more.

Days and even some weeks, he didn't came back even when you looked for him so many times. You even got scolded by your family for looking for him, them telling you to give him space. But no, you didn't gave up. You are getting really worried of him as you want to contact his mom and his other friends but you don't want to stress him out more if he ever comes back and confronted by random questions. Until in a chilly evening with you waiting on a train station, he finally returned. Your eyes widened at the familiar round figure of his making you shift your speed as you hugged him tightly as he also took notice of you with those exhausted brown eyes. "JESUS CHRIST DANIEL! DON'T RUNAWAY LIKE THAT AGAIN!" you cried out as he stuttered trying to find his words. But then again, he can't help but to finally pour his whole heart out as he cries even louder at your touch. "I-I'm sorry Y/N... I-I won't do it again..."

Even after that painful event, he seemed to be more distant from you making you feel unloved and isolated. And Big Daniel who befriended you first and who always helped and defended you, making you catch a small crush conflicting your feelings from Little Daniel didn't attend his classes for many months. It is making you so worried, what if Workers got him? A new hostage? No, that wouldn't happen. They are both strong in their own ways. Despite trying to keep yourself motivated, your current feud with the Workers made you also quit attending your classes as you tried to look for answers about Big Dan's disappearance, Jiho's Death, And most especially Little Daniel being super distant from you.

" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

You were slumped on your bed as you were feeling lazy to clean up because of your patches from your previous fights. You, overthinking as your mind swirled with thoughts about the almost disbandment of Big Deal. You did see Little Daniel, Vasco, Zack, Jace, and more Burn Knuckles members but they seem to be super different especially your best friend. He became slimmer and even more charming as you couldn't keep eye contact with him or else you may melt on the spot there. But you got to focus yourself or else you may get beaten up by the other thugs in there.

Hearing the apartment doorbell ring, you groaned as you thought about who is outside your property at this hour. But it may be important as you decided to get up and approach the door. It's no surprise that it's just Little- no, it's just Daniel (who is now taller than you) having that cheeky smile greeting you at midnight holding a pack of your favorite fresh fried chicken where both of you used to eat and hang out. "Hi, I was wondering to stop by- wait your injuries." he was about to approach your wounds and bruises but you flinched. Not because of you feeling uncomfortable at his touch, it was quite the opposite but you didn't want him to worry about you too much. Now you are talking and brushing off the topic, cutting him off. "Oh-Daniel, hello too. What are you doing here late at night? Isn't it a bit dangerous?" you reminded him as he chuckles yet you can see the distress on his face. "I just want to check you and see if you are okay." he honestly replied as he made eye contact with you again with those tired but attractive eyes, making you blush even more as you looked away. "Okay, wait I think you should go inside. Make yourself at home, I guess." you, opening the door for him to go inside with him bowing down in respect and gratitude for your hospitality.

"I'm sorry, I didn't got to clean up the mess in the living room." you mumbled an apology as he shakes it off as he was used to living in such a messy place too. You accompanied him in your bedroom where it is much more organized and tidy. He placed the take out food on the small table as he sat down on the bed with you, trying to find his words about his sudden disappearance and start a proper conversation. "Y/N, are you sleeping lately?" he took notice of your building eyebags as you raised your eyebrows at him, thinking if it was an insult or if he is actually worried. "Of course I am." "Well, doesn't look like it." he remarked with a smirk as you rolled your eyes as he laughs, telling that it's just a joke. There is a few moments of thick silence filling the room before he broke the weird atmosphere building up between the two of you. "Y/N." "Yeah?" "I'm sorry if I was not able to reach out for you sooner. And when I ran away from home." he sincerely apologized as he cringed at his own words. He is here to check up on you and he is super worried that you are not taking good care of yourself. The messy room, your injuries, the lack of sleep that causes your droopy eyes, and most especially, the enervating look of your face are signs that you may be stressed from the sudden change of your environment and everyday life. And if it weren't so greedy, he also wants to ask you out to help him and join his new crew, Allied. But he didn't want to sound inconsiderate with your feelings with just randomly showing up at night just to ask for your help when even you are also beginning to feel exhausted with the chaos. "It's okay. It's because of Workers right?" "Yeah..." "Are you here for help?" Shit, you seemed to read him so easily with things like this. He rubbed his nape, feeling embarrassed by it as you genuinely chuckled as his shyness. "No need to feel shy Dan. I know you need help." you teased, poking his once chubby cheeks as he lets out a chuckle with you. Finally, you see him genuinely smiling and laughing for once after him being so agitated with the constant drama in his personal life and with the crews. "Wait, are you sure? I just think that it would be weird when I randomly popped up in your door to ask for sudden help and I think you're tired and... also your injuries aren't helping either." he stated as you can hear it in his voice like he was guilty for leaving you. Him remembering when you're questioning about his sudden disappearance as he sometimes calls you on the phone but he wasn't available to meet up with you because of his training with Gun as he opens up. "Hmm.... Yep. I'm always here to help you out, so no problema. More members, more power right?" you smiled as he sighs at your reassurance that you're okay with helping him out.

"Well if you don't mind asking, where is your first-aid kit and an ice pack?" he asked as your eyes widened at his sudden and random question. Ah, he's going to clean up your wounds and bruises. "Ah, no need Daniel. I just-" "May I? Please?" that puppy-eye tactic which he always use always have that effect on you as it seems like you can't do anything about it. Sighing, you instructed him that it's in the drawer in the living room and the ice pack is in the freezer. After some moments of him looking, he came back with the white plastic box and the cold bag. Him opening it and grabbing the fluffy pack of clean cottons and ointment.

"Come here now." he cooed as you felt the butterflies in your stomach feel stronger with his voice calling for you. You went closer to him and sitting crossed-legged. He poured the ointment on the cotton pad as he leaned closer to you. With the sudden interaction, you want to just close your eyes and die in the spot if he continued to occupy the left out space that is keeping you distant from one another. He gently pressed down on the purplish bruise as the first contact stings making you hiss in pain. "Shit, I'm sorry I-" "I-It's okay. Continue." your face scrunched, trying to ease the burning reaction of the healing chemical on your skin as he frowned knowing that you can't take it. "C'mon Daniel, I've been through this lots of times in middle school." you commented as he chortled again, remembering the time when you took the punch from the "All Mighty Logan Ass Lee" when he was bullying Danny. Though it made him feel guilty when you were getting hurt because of you trying to protect him. He tried to forget the awful memory as he poured more ointment on a new and clean cotton pad to distract himself from guilt as he cleans some of your wounds and bruises on the corner of your lips, your nose, and the corners of your forehead. During this process, you seemed to be lost in thought as you observed his face. His once button-like nose which you like to gently press was more slimmer, his cheeks that you missed pinching reminding you of soft marshmallows is now less visible and making his jawline pop up more. His pinkish lips where it reminded you of blushing roses was still the same, and his eyes looked a bit weary. A hint of eyebags was showing up in his under eyes. But it didn't made him less attractive. Despite his face looking more mature, behind that gloomy and dark eyes that Daniel whom you get to know was still there. His eyes reminded you of the night sky and the light behind his eyes reminded you of twinkling and sparkly white stars that stands out in the black sky with the hue of blue and indigo.

"Yo, Y/N" he snapped you out of your thoughts as you came back to reality. "E-eh..." "I'm done patching you up silly." "Oh I'm sorry!" you squeaked as you got off and keeping your distance from him as he releases another laugh, teasing you about what you were thinking. "I-IT'S NOTHING DUMBASS!" "Meh, you're literally thinking of someone else, are you?" "Sh-Shut up!" "I'm just kidding!" he laughed again as he grabbed the ice pack and he leisurely scooted close to you to not creep you which caught you off guard (in a good way). From what you can remember, he was never this close to you. Before he ghosted literally everybody, you often caught him looking at you then breaking eye contact. Which was weird because he often laughs at your silly face when you just randomly stare at each other especially at class. He also insisted to buy you take out even when he's saving up money for his mom's visit. You suspected that he likes you in that way, but you don't want to repeat that mistake of judging other people that they are romantically interested in you but in the end your deduction is wrong and your feelings get hurt. He's probably just being nice? Right?

After helping you out with your bruises, he spent the rest of the night with you. Both of you chomping on the warm and tasty food that he ordered. He's even nice to give you the two other chicken drumsticks since he said that "he's in a diet" as you teased him that he only wants you to make you fatter as he chuckles at your joke. You and Daniel continued to chat about what happened to each other. And you can feel the heat on your cheeks rise up as you can feel him staring at you enjoying your meal with a smile. He stated that he was training with Gun to bring down Workers. And from the looks of it, he may be hiding a secret from you. You confronted him about it since you promised to each other that you won't hide secrets from each other in furtive. But you chuckled at the thought of it. You and him are still people with your own lives. And you respected his privacy as you don't want to push his boundaries and make him feel uncomfortable around you. But he just nervously laughs about it as he asks why did you move out. You were a bit hesitant to open up at first. But you trusted him whole heartedly as you told him that after your interaction with the crews, you felt like a disappointment in your own family for being a disobedient daughter.

"Remember when I was on the news? Yep, that's their boiling point. We had a REALLY huge argument. And I kinda snapped, soo..." you told him in between bites of the spicy chicken. "Anddd... Guess what?" you smiled at him, almost trying to be funny but this time he felt pity and sadness on your current situation as if he was on your shoes. Ad he can definitely see it in your eyes that you're trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fell down on your cheeks as you continued to laugh as if you're not in pain. "So... did you got kicked out or you ran away from home?" he asked as he has his full attention to you and lending his ears and focus, him always listening to your random rants. But this time, this certain issue is way too serious because it's deeply affecting your physical health and mental and emotional well-being. "Hm... I guess it's a mix of both. I packed all of my shit up. Clothes, my phone, laptop, personal things, heck even some CD's and albums and left at 2am and stayed in a motel for a while since I'm a broke-ass who don't have a single penny. Good thing the grandma who handles this old building was considerate enough to let me stay in here even though I have a REALLY BIG DEBT here. Kinda funny right?" you chuckled as you licked the sweet and hot sauce on your fingers and in the sides of your lips as if you are forgetting that the bruise is not yet fully healed.

"*Sigh*, dumbass use a napkin. You ain't a little kid anymore." he joked as you slightly elbowed him not wanting to hurt him before he grabbed the tissue on the plastic bag and handing out to you. You cleaned up and sneezed and he pointed out on the sides of his own mouth, signaling you that there's still sauce left in your mouth. "Y/N, the other side." "Oh, this?" "Nope." "Here?" "Ju-Just give me the tissue." he stuttered as you gave him the napkin as he scooted close again. You feel very shy when things like this happen. When he takes care of your bruises, and now when he's helping you clean up your mouth. "Stay still dummyhead, let me just-" he was cut off when you accidentally burped on his face. Fuck. When was the last time you didn't embarrassed yourself in front of everybody? Especially with the person whom you considered your best friend and your long-time crush.

"AHAHAHHAAHHA! WHAT THE FUCK!-" "SHUT UP YOU KEEP GETTING CLOSE TO ME IT'S YOUR DAMN FAULT!" you slightly kicked him in his legs as he continued to let out dying wheezes and cackling about the unintentional action of yours. "DID YOU EVEN BRUSHED YOUR TEETH THIS DAY?!" he mocked while having that shitty grin in his face that made the heat in your cheeks spread up into your ear, the red tint of your cheeks now being more visible as he continued to laugh out loud. "SHUT UP! I DID AND MY BREATH JUST SMELLED LIKE FRIED CHICKEN!" you continued to rant in an octave whisper as you don't want to wake up your old neighbors and curse at you again but his chirp of laughter isn't helping you to control yourself. You then continued to let out guffaws with him as you forget about your problems with him as he felt like dancing in Cloud-Nine. It's been a while since he let out a bunch of silly laughter like this, especially when he's with you. *Sigh*, now he wants to hang over for the rest of the night and have a sleepover with you.

" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

Feedbacks would be appreciated!

A/N: This is actually the first time that I wrote for a story that would have parts and actually a plot. Yet anyways thanks for reading! Your support means so much to me! (I just love Little Daniel and Big Daniel so much okay?)

๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ @๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–. ๐‘๐ž-๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐“๐ฒ!

" The Only Exception" Daniel Park X Female! Reader Oneshot (1/2?)

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1 year ago
"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

"Lookism Men x Female Reader (On Her Period)"

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐€/๐: ๐‡๐ž๐ซ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐š๐จ

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

He would spoil you (like a lot)

This men would definitely get worried when your tummy started aching. He would offer you a massage if you like to! And he would place lots of kisses on where it hurts so bad to calm you down. He'll also buy you your favorite snacks and sweets to satisfy your cravings (and other personal needs). But if you want space because of your mood swings, he would leave you for a while even though at times he would come out as clingy but he will definitely make sure that you are eating and sleeping well. If you accidentally stained the bed and your clothes, no worries he'll genuinely wash up the mess even when he's tired since he doesn't want to make you stand up especially if the pain is stinging you right now. He might also insist to watch your favorite movie or television series or taking a walk at night to sweeten up your mood though.

๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง ๐“๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐‰๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐„๐ฅ๐ข ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ , ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐๐š๐ž๐ค ๐‡๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ฅ (๐๐จ.๐Ÿ ; ๐๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐‡๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ค ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž), ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข๐ง, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐‰๐ข๐ก๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐ข๐›๐ž๐จ๐ฆ ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

He would panic because he doesn't know what to do

They would rush in your room the moment you called on them to massage your body if you asked for their help. He feels like he's doing a terrible job at taking care of you right now, but trust me he'll be super gentle with you. The way he touches you and asks you if you're feeling well sends those familiar butterflies in your stomach. He'll be the type to search at Google at first how to take care of a girlfriend who's going through a period lol. He'll also insist to wash up the sheets and your clothes if you accidentally stained on it (He may get a little disgusted or weirded out at first at touching the- y'know but he'll get used to it. These men is too hard-working). If you asked him to buy him some extra necessities and toilet trees, he may panic and ends up asking the cashier for those stuff because at the end of the day he's still a man who's trying his best. He'll definitely cuddle with you if you asked him to. And if you don't mind, he'll ask to have a piece of your favorite candy even if he's in a diet while preparing the pillow fort to set up the mood and make you feel special.

๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง ๐“๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐„๐ฅ๐ข ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ , ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐‰๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Š๐ฐ๐จ๐ง, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐†๐จ๐จ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‰๐ข๐ง, ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ง, ๐‰๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ซ๐š๐ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐‰๐ข๐ก๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐ข๐›๐ž๐จ๐ฆ ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

It doesn't look like he cares at first, but he's pretty concerned when you're having mood-swings

He may seem distant as your boyfriend, but he has his own ways in expressing his love for you. It may seem different or weird, but it's just him being him. Since he's mostly busy he expects you to know your schedule when the visitor comes. But if you accidentally stained the bed, he may get a little bit pissed off or disappointed at first since he's tired from work. But he doesn't want you to make you feel belittled and ashamed for having the time of the month, so he will just brush it off and comfort you that's it's okay and he'll wash the sheets on the laundry and your clothes so you don't have to do it and get exhausted. He seems to know what to buy when you ask him to buy your necessities and cravings. If you asked him to cuddle or watch a movie with him, he'll tag along with it. Though if you want space he'll give you your own time.

๐†๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ƒ๐†), ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ž๐จ, ๐‡๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐ก๐ง, ๐“๐š๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐จ ๐Œ๐š, ๐Œ๐š๐ ๐š๐ฆ๐ข ๐Š๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š, ๐Ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ , ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ค๐๐ฎ ๐–๐š๐ง๐ , ๐‰๐ข๐ก๐จ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค (๐ฏ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐š๐ซ๐œ), ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐„๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ž (๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‚๐ก๐จ๐ข)

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

Would piss the hell out of you but he actually cares for you lol

I just feel like he would make those goofy ass face and corny jokes. It's just him trying to lift up your spirits but it just ends up him getting annoying and funny which leads to comical arguments lol. He would also be REALLY CLINGY which is somehow confusing for you even though he's always been like that. Kissing you on the cheeks down to your neck on the bed is his favorite pass time, so he'll definitely do it on your mood swings to break the tension between the two of you. He may get a little bit hesitant to wash up the clothes and bed sheets if you accidentally stained them leading to another dramatic argument between the two of you. But he gets the job done anyways. He would also somehow force you to go shopping at 12am to buy on convenience stores to binge on your favorite junk food and staying up at midnight to watch horror or action movies.

๐†๐จ๐จ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐•๐ข๐ง ๐‰๐ข๐ง, ๐†๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐› ๐‰๐ข, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

Feedbacks would be appreciated!

Feel free to make Lookism x Reader requests (I'm brain dead right now or having a mental block). I maybe post around Thursday to Sunday because I'm busy during weekdays because of school activities. Sorry if this is shorter than the other ones I recently did but I'll do more one-shots or longer posts with your favs. And I'll do more of some forgotten requests if I ever have the extra time. Ty!

"Lookism Men X Female Reader (On Her Period)"

๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ @๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–. ๐‘๐ž-๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐“๐ฒ!


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1 year ago

Hola its me Daniel's simp! Am sorry if am annoying u or anything!! Can we just have Daniel reaction of..reader just being down bad for him. Like When I say down bad I mean it like Xufdfiodpiydoy HOW CAN WE NOT BE DOWN BAD FOR THIS MAN ๐Ÿ˜ญ LIKE SOMETIMES HE'S THE REASON I GET UP EVERY MORNING DIYODIPYIDYDIY..sorry about that. Idk wtf am saying nor doing sorry if am being weird! Also gave a nice day/afternoon/evening or night! โค

Daniel Park x Reader (Being a simp for him)

Hola Its Me Daniel's Simp! Am Sorry If Am Annoying U Or Anything!! Can We Just Have Daniel Reaction Of..reader
Hola Its Me Daniel's Simp! Am Sorry If Am Annoying U Or Anything!! Can We Just Have Daniel Reaction Of..reader

๐€/๐: ๐†๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ข๐๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐‡๐€๐‡๐€๐‡๐€๐‡๐€๐‡๐‡๐€๐‡๐€ ๐„๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž!: ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ญ, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฅ. (๐€๐ง๐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฅ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐๐ž๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐. ๐“๐ฒ! :)

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If you ever met this man on middle school when he's being bullied. You're lucky. Y'know that Daniel has lots of trust issues and anxiety especially in this era. So you gotta be nice to him ;).

I don't know, but at first he just seemed to be REALLY hesitant at making friends at first and warming up because of his past trauma. But once you accepted each other's strengths and flaws he'll definitely become more open about what makes him happy and upset.

(Maybe it's just me that I love the friends to lovers trope more than enemies to lovers trope? HAHAHAHHA). But he's such a gentleman. He's often polite, respectful, yet have that fun and chaotic side of him that will make you MELT. If you like softie guys while still having that balance of masculinity you will like him a lot.

I think Daniel knows and loves to ride a bike. And if you don't know how to (like me), he'll happy to teach you out! Y'know those cheesy romantic scenes in love stories? That's what I am talking about he'll definitely push you to learn (but if you're uncomfortable he will stop of course) and once you mastered it he'll ask you out for a biking race at the sunset as long as it's safe and there's not many vehicles moving on the road.

Jamming in his apartment while his mom is out, listening to your favorite music while dancing around like idiots, eating at your favorite food places while comically arguing who's going to pay the bill, doing other silly things, and opening up to him are the most fun activities to do with him in my opinion. You know this guy is very empathetic and a very good listener since he's been through tough challenges in his life. Being friends with him is not just about spending your time and creating fun memories. It's about opening up to him as he does to you since you trust each other. I think that's one out of the many factors you're going down bad for him man. If you tell a sad story in your life, he'll cry. If you tell about an embarrassing and cringy memory on your school, he'll laugh his ass out yet with a gentle giggle. Same goes to his second body. The taller male is so similar to him that you almost feel like he's Little Daniel. They're both so humble yet so fun to hang out with. I don't know I'm word spilling rn but I just love him so much.

He may not realize it but he also dresses well in any fashion like KL:HDLK:HLAHSLA:. He might ask for help for fashion advices!

This man used to have those issues about opening up so be prepared when he's gatekeeping so if you are helping him out whole-heartedly in his issues he'll definitely fall in love with you.

He's really surprised and GETS REALLY NERVOUS when you suddenly jump on his back for a piggy-back or when you hug him from behind. And he would hide his face with his hand while he's blushing (especially when you compliment him not only about his looks but when he does a great job at something). He really also likes your company so once his feelings developed more into something deeper, he'll be more awkward around you (in a good way he's so anxious that he'll mess up lol).

He may be the type to ask your friends that knows that you're crushing on both Daniels. He may have that 0_0 face all the time because of how thick and weird the atmosphere is while your friends have that ( อกยฐ อœส– อกยฐ) face because they can see how nervous you are around him. It may take a while for the both of you to confess but you'll be both blushing once you both found out that you're crushing on each other the whole time. Once he's courting you he'll give you your favorite flowers and chocolates before going out on a movie or cafe date or just plain cuddling at your or his place. Or if that sounds too clichรฉ for you, he'll luckily listen and accept your date ideas as long as both of you are safe, it's affordable, and both of you will have fun. And the rest is history.

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Bonus!

๐‚๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฒ-๐ซ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ก ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ ๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ.

"๐†๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ. "๐˜๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š." ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ. "๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐š๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ญ. "๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ, ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฆ๐œ๐ž๐ฅ." ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ซ, ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.

"๐Ž๐ข ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ!" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค, ๐™๐จ๐ž, ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก. ๐“๐‡๐ž ๐š๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐œ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ‘-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ข๐ญ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ-๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ.

"๐‡๐ž๐ฒ, ๐˜/๐." ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ซ๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐จ๐›๐ฏ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ. ๐‡๐ž ๐›๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ (๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ) ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐  ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ.

"๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ? ๐ƒ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐๐š๐ฒ?" ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฏ๐ฒ-๐ก๐š๐ข๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐™๐จ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ž๐š.

"๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ, ๐˜/๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ !" ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐™๐จ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ.

"๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ก ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ?!" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ง๐จ๐๐๐ž๐ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค. ๐‡๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ฌ. "๐˜๐ž๐š๐ก. ๐‹๐ž๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž."

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐œ๐ค๐ฌ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž. ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐๐ฎ๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐š๐ฒ. "๐’๐จ, ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ'๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐š๐ฒ?" ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ฎ๐›๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐š๐ฉ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ. "๐ˆ-๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐. ๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐๐ž๐š๐๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ, ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ฑ๐ข๐ง๐ ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž, ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ฎ๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž. "๐ˆ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ- ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค. ๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ!" ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐š๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ. ๐‡๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง, ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. ๐‡๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฌ. ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐œ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ. "๐๐จ! ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ค๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญโ€ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฏ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž๐ก๐ž๐š๐. "๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ! ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ง๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐ฌ๐จโ€ฆ" ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ. "๐Ž๐ค๐š๐ฒ. ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Œ๐š๐ญ๐ก ๐ž๐ฑ๐š๐ฆ๐ฌ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐ฃ๐จ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ.

๐€๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ฐ๐จ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. "๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ โ€ฆ" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ. "๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ? ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ. "๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ก." "๐‡๐ฎ๐ก?" "๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ'๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐’๐จ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐›๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ž'๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž, ๐ฌ๐จ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ๐›๐ž ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐›๐ฅ๐ž." ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ. "๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฐ๐ก๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ซ? ๐Œ๐š๐ฒ๐›๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐ฐ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ? ๐‘๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ?" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. "๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ. ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž, ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ, ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐ฒ๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ-๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ. ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ-๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐‚๐จ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐๐จ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐œ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฏ๐จ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐๐ฏ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐“๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ณ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐œ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ˆ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ž๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ซ๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ก๐š๐ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฎ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง ๐จ๐ฉ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐๐ฒ, ๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐š๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ๐ฅ๐ž-๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ž๐๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ."

"๐€๐ก, ๐ˆ'๐Œ ๐’๐Ž ๐’๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐˜!" ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐ -๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐ž๐œ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐š๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐›๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ข๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ. "๐ƒ๐š๐ฆ๐ง, ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐ง๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ฌ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฌ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฆ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ-๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ฉ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. "๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ." ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. "๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ค๐ข๐๐๐ข๐ง๐ ! ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐›๐ž ๐š ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž-๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ž. ๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ?" ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ซ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. "๐ˆ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š?" "๐”๐ก๐ก๐ก ๐ง๐จ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง." "๐Ž๐ก ๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐กโ€ฆ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ซ๐›๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐›๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก ๐›๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ฑ๐ž๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ-๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ (๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก). ๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐‹๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ. "๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐™๐จ๐ž!" "๐๐จ! ๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐." "๐‘๐„๐€๐‹๐‹๐˜, ๐ˆ๐“ ๐Œ๐”๐’๐“ ๐๐„ ๐™๐Ž๐„ ๐˜๐Ž๐”'๐‘๐„ ๐‹๐˜๐ˆ๐๐† ๐“๐Ž ๐Œ๐„!" "๐ˆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž." "๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐Œ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ?" "๐–๐ž'๐ซ๐ž ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐žโ€ฆ" "๐‰๐จ๐ฒ?!" "๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ž, ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ง๐ง๐ฒ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐ ๐๐ข๐  ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ-๐ฒ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ ๐š๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐š ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ข๐ซ๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž." "๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ?" "๐Œ๐ž๐ก, ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ." "๐“๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ ๐๐š๐œ๐ž๐›๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ?" "๐”๐ก, ๐ง๐จ. ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ง๐จ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐š ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ž."

๐๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐š๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ (๐ก๐ž๐œ๐ค ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ฒ๐ฌ) ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ž๐ค ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ, ๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ. "๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ?!" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐ค๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ. "๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐œ๐ก!" ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง. "๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ก." ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ๐ค๐ž๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐จ๐ง. "๐˜๐ž๐ฉ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ." ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž-๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ. "๐ˆ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ž๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐™๐จ๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐‚๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ." "๐ˆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ง๐ž๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ." "๐“๐ก๐ž๐ง, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ?"

๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐œ๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž (๐ซ๐ฎ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ ๐š๐ข๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ) ๐š๐ฌ ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ ๐œ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ง๐š๐œ๐ค๐ฌ. "๐˜/๐! ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ! ๐–๐ž'๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ!" ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ฅ๐š๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐. "๐–๐€๐“๐‚๐‡ ๐–๐‡๐„๐‘๐„ ๐˜๐Ž๐” ๐€๐‘๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐ˆ๐๐† ๐ƒ๐”๐Œ๐๐€๐’๐’!" "๐‡๐„๐˜ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐'๐“ ๐“๐€๐‹๐Š ๐“๐Ž ๐•๐€๐’๐‚๐Ž ๐‹๐ˆ๐Š๐„ ๐“๐‡๐€๐“!" "๐’๐ก, ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ." ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ซ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ง, ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š ๐ฌ๐œ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฆ ๐š๐ฌ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐š ๐ฐ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ž๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ง๐ข๐œ๐ฌ. ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐š๐ง๐ค ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ. "๐“๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐ฌ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ, ๐ˆ ๐ž๐ง๐ฃ๐จ๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ญ๐ž." "๐๐จ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š." ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ. "๐˜๐ž๐š๐ก ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž-" "๐˜/๐!" ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ฒ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ' ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž. "๐ˆ๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐, ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž? ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž." ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ž๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ ๐š๐ง๐  ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ. "๐˜/๐ ๐–๐„'๐‘๐„ ๐†๐Ž๐ˆ๐๐† ๐‡๐Ž๐Œ๐„ ๐๐Ž๐– ๐Œ๐˜ ๐Œ๐Ž๐Œ ๐–๐ˆ๐‹๐‹ ๐๐„๐€๐“ ๐Œ๐˜ ๐€๐’๐’ ๐ˆ๐… ๐ˆ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐ƒ๐'๐“ ๐–๐€๐’๐‡ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐ˆ๐’๐‡๐„๐’!" ๐™๐จ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐, "๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ! ๐–๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ! ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐Š๐ง๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ฌ!" ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š๐ง ๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ž๐ค๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค, ๐Œ๐ข๐ซ๐š, ๐š๐ง๐ ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ญ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ฌ ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง๐ง๐ž๐ซ.

๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ž๐๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ค ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ, ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ค๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ก ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐›๐š๐›๐ฒ ๐›๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ข๐ซ๐๐ฌ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐ฉ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š ๐๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐œ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐๐š๐ง๐œ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฆ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐–๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฏ๐ž๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐๐ฉ๐ก๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ ๐š๐ญ ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž, ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง.

"๐–๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ, ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ. ๐†๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฌ๐š๐Ÿ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ." ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ, ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ/๐œ ๐ฃ๐š๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ณ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ž๐. ๐‡๐ž ๐๐จ๐ž๐ฌ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐ž ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ž๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐จ๐ซ๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ฅ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฏ๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ. "๐ˆ-๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฌ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ข๐ญ. ๐ˆ-" "๐Ž๐ข, ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ?" ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐š ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐›๐จ๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐๐›๐ฒ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐š๐ฒ."

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ/๐ฌ (๐ ๐ฎ๐š๐ซ๐๐ข๐š๐ง/๐ฌ) ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐š๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐›๐ž๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ข๐ฏ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š, ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐?!

๐˜๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ. ๐…๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ข๐ ๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐Ÿ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ. ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฑ๐œ๐ข๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐ข๐ฅ. ๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ซ๐š๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ข๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ'๐ฌ ๐ž๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐š๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฒ๐ž.

"๐‡๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐จ ๐˜/๐, ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ก๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ซ๐ž๐๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ข๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐š ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐š๐ฒ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐œ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐๐ข๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐š๐œ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐œ๐ค๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š๐๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐š๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐š๐ซ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฆ๐š๐œ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐š๐ซ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ฌ.

๐“๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ˆ ๐๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ž๐ฆ๐›๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž๐œ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ, ๐˜/๐. ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ, ๐ข๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ. ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฃ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ฌ๐ก ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ซ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž. ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ก๐ž๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐š ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ, ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ฑ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐…๐จ๐ซ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐š๐œ๐ค ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐š ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐š๐ง. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ž๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐š๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ. ๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ฎ๐ง๐๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ง๐๐š๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐๐ž๐Ÿ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐. ๐€๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š๐œ๐œ๐ž๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐๐ž๐ž๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐›๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ. ๐€๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ, ๐ˆ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐›๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ. ๐“๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ญ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ค ๐ข๐ง ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž๐œ๐ž๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐๐ข๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ ๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐Ÿ๐š๐ข๐ฅ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ž๐ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฅ๐. ๐๐จ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ข๐ž๐ซ. ๐“๐จ ๐Ÿ๐š๐œ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐œ๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ข๐๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ญ๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐จ ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ž๐จ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐Ÿ-๐ฅ๐จ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž. ๐„๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐›๐ฅ๐ž๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž, ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ฒ. ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ง๐ค๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ.

๐˜๐ž๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ ๐š๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ, ๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐จ๐ค๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ. ๐€๐ญ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ง๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ญ๐š๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ, ๐ข๐ฌ ๐›๐ž๐œ๐š๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐›๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ค ๐š๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐จ๐ฅ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฌ. ๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ ๐š๐Ÿ๐ซ๐š๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ฅ, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ! ๐ˆ ๐ฃ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ซ๐จ๐œ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐๐ž๐œ๐ข๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ. ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ ๐˜/๐, ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ญ."

-๐’๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž๐ซ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ, ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ :)

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Other requests will be done! (I'll make a smut version of this and the other Gojo Fem! reader)

๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ @๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–. ๐‘๐ž-๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐“๐ฒ!

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Hi! Big fan of your oneshots. Can I request a female Gojo x lookism men characters. Where Gojo dies and is reincarnated into the popular webtoon Lookism but "HE" became a "SHE". Gojo being gojo causes mayhem wherever she goes and rizzing people especially teasing the students at J-high because she is now their teacher. And Gojo is more chaotic than Goo and I imagine her saying to Gun, "I'm the strongest". Since he reincarnated as a girl and in a world without curse energy he doesn't have any CE but he is still super strong just like the OP characters in the webtoon especially since he's an expert in the martial arts. He still has the six eyes but not as OP and draining he just can see really well than the average person.

Female! Gojo Reader x Lookism Cast!

Hi! Big Fan Of Your Oneshots. Can I Request A Female Gojo X Lookism Men Characters. Where Gojo Dies And
Hi! Big Fan Of Your Oneshots. Can I Request A Female Gojo X Lookism Men Characters. Where Gojo Dies And

๐’๐Ž๐‘๐‘๐˜ ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐‹๐€๐“๐„ ๐‘๐„๐๐‹๐˜ ๐๐”๐“ ๐ˆ ๐‹๐Ž๐•๐„ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐’ ๐ˆ๐ƒ๐„๐€ (๐ˆ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ญ๐œ๐ก ๐‰๐‰๐Š ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ง๐จ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฅ). ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ค (๐œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž๐๐ฒ) ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ ๐š๐ง๐  ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐š ๐›๐ข๐ญ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฑ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ ๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ฐ๐ž๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ ๐ž๐ ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐จ๐ฅ๐๐ž๐ซ ๐œ๐ก๐š๐ซ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ,๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ง๐จ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ง ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ง๐๐ž๐)

Hi! Big Fan Of Your Oneshots. Can I Request A Female Gojo X Lookism Men Characters. Where Gojo Dies And

In the world filled with infinite possibilities, you wouldn't expect to end up in another universe. You, one of the most (if not) powerful sorcerer in the whole world ends up dying in the hands of Sukuna. And you wouldn't expect to get reincarnated in an ordinary world without curses. Well, that's what you thought at first.

You were first confused at how did you turn into a baby. But lucky for you, your family is part of one of the most wealthiest and powerful Yakuza in Japan. Growing up, you were confused about your identity. Asking your mom if you really turned into the opposite sex. "Ma, can I ask you something?" "Sure darling, what's the matter?" she asked with a sweet tone as she prepares your meal. "Am I really a girl?" "Well, physically you are a girl. But if you feel like not fitting with the other little girls, it's okay if you like masculine toys. But inside of you must be always genuinely kind and is ready to help others without wanting anything in return."

You may still have the familiar sapphire blue eyes, hair fluffy like clouds, skin white as snow, and your personality intact with your female body, you still can't help but to feel weirded out in your early life. Without your powers, you felt the familiar feeling of dread linger through your soul. All the training and physique were wasted because of that monster! But you forced your dad to teach you martial arts. He almost scolded and beaten you up for "disobeying" his rules as you are not fitted to replace his heir. Feeling that familiar burst of pride in your heart that wanted to explode and lash out to him and knowing to yourself that you have LOTS of experience in your past life as a Jujutsu Sorcerer, you trained yourself for years to prove your own father wrong and show him who really is the weak one. Time-skip ahead, you successfully graduated and hired as a teacher for Physical Education knowing that you are body-kinesthetic.

You made your way into the school hallways with your bag. Instead of books for your lessons that you will discuss about, it's filled with sweet treats (and some lip balms to keep yourself โœจsexy, gorgeous, and daringโœจ. You remember high-school days when many teenage boys at your age often fight outside your house when they used to court you. "Sorry, I'm not attracted to men and girls are really scary! Sheesh people are so cheesy these days!"

Knowing your instincts, you tend to be a bit too friendly with other people as you are excited to annoy another living soul in this earth today. "He~~LLO!" you greeted quite loudly as the poor guy squeaked in surprise at your presence. "WUAH FUCK! Oh, shi- I'm sorry sunsengnim!" (teacher). "Oh, NO WORRIES PAL. You must be new here, right?" you questioned as you introduced yourself to the new student. "Well, I am (*insert female name here*) and according to every men and women that I had rizzed, I'm the most prettiest and sexiest woman and teacher in this country. Well then nice to meet you." you winked as to express your friendliness as he awkwardly shook your pale hands with his sweaty ones. "Ah, I'm sorry for the overflowing enthusiasm. Let's go to your new class for us to meet them!" you chuckled as you ate your mochi, even offering to share Hyung-Seok but he politely declines.

The moment you and Daniel entered the Fashion Department class, everyone's jaws dropped as it almost hit on the floor for dramatic effect. And you know that you weren't wasting their time when you gave all those candies as prizes by making up a warm-up game before classes begins as they are already fond of you! The other boys trying to impress you as you platonically tease them even though you have no romantic attraction on them. And the GIRLS WOULD LOVE YOU SO MUCH. Your hair and eyes also makes them fond of you (especially Zoe since she's a Beauty-Nerd). "OMG ARE YOU AN ANGEL OR SOMETHING?!" she squealed as you let her braid her hair as you relaxed on your chair and placed your legs on the teacher's table despite it being against the rules on free time. The others were doing their own shenanigans as you keep telling them to quiet down. "So, you think I'm hot or something? I'm glad you know. Oh Zack stop abusing Jiho's hand it's just arm wrestling!'

And they also enjoy your performance activities too! Since their courses is all about sewing with those mind-twisting history behind it, of course they will get sleepy and stressed out about it. But being the bold and bright-spirited that you are, you know school won't be fun without a little stretch of your body. So you make sure that whatever you teach them sports will be easily followed, yet you tend to forget to uncomplicate the rules since you're pride and confidence gets in the way at times. Sports and a little bit of martial arts (especially with the boys) are so fun! Being competitive, you taught them not only the basic techniques and skills that all can master. But you also thought them discipline when using it as you also sighed to yourself that you can get a bit cocky when fighting too as the adrenaline keeps chasing you to your high when fighting a strong opponent. You can see Daniel, Zack, heck even Jay taking down notes to this. The other departments are also fond with you as they really idolize you as their teacher (especially The Architecture Department).

But despite having your comedic side, it's rest assured that you are not letting anyone slide whoever tries to mess with you or anyone you know or fond with. The bullies will just stare at you cowardly as you look back at them with your striking cerulean eyes yet they seem uncanny because of your menacing expression. "You little fuckers, didn't your parents told you to not disturb anyone in the way?" "WE'RE SORRY SUNGSENGNIM!"

Yet since your family background is REALLY involved with the gangs (and the 4 major crews as you have minor knowledge around it), you started to get involved with the drama. Not only because you want to protect the innocence of your students as you grew fond over them, but because you tend to get a bit bored on teaching and pissing off your co-teachers. You smirked as the thought of fighting strong opponents excites you.

And you're excitement matches up with the sturdy and powerful fighters in this universe. You even helping out your students to bring down some of the most-feared men in Korea like Jonggun and Jungoo. You even got to flirt with them with a moment before you went face-to-face with the two as you declined their offer as they asked you to be their new member for Charles Choi's success.

"Miss, I'll ask you again. Why is it that you don't want to join our team? Are you so worried about leaving your students?" The black eyed male whispered at your ear as crimson-red blood drips down to his chin as you smirked at the bruise you gave him at the side of his lips. "And for a hottie like you, I didn't expect you to be this strong! So why not join us for a million won and even more?!" the blondie exclaimed as he swung his pipe as his weapon of choice. Him looking around at the building with lots of damage done from your fighting. "First of all, that's three questions. And yes, I have no plans to team up with your shitty team since I like hanging out with my students. And lover boy take note of this, I'M GOING TO SHIT ON YOUR FACE BECAUSE I"M THE STRONGEST!" you maniacally laughed as you landed a kick on Shiro Oni's face once again as he's starting to feel aroused excited about the energy that you're giving him. "If so, then LET'S FUCKING KILL EACH OTHER RIGHT NOW!" he ripped his shirt off as he rushed towards you as you did the same with that smile. "OI YOU'RE FORGETTING ME HERE I'M THE MAIN CHARACTER!" Goo replied as he plans to attack you from the back.


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I had this very sad idea..can we have a reader who has like this terminal illness and they don't really have much time to live yk? Like maybe 6 or 5 months. So they try to hide it from their partner but fail to. How do u think lookism characters would react to this?

Lookism Cast x Gender Neutral Reader (Angst)

I Had This Very Sad Idea..can We Have A Reader Who Has Like This Terminal Illness And They Don't Really

๐€/๐: ๐‰๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ค๐ž ๐ฎ๐ฉ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐๐ž๐š๐ฌ ๐ข๐ง ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  (๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐š๐๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฅ) ๐†๐ž๐ง๐ซ๐ž: ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ (๐ก๐ž๐š๐ฏ๐ฒ) ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ง๐œ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ, ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ซ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ž๐Ÿ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ/๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ, ๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐š๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ฌ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐š๐ง๐ ๐œ๐ซ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐ . ๐„๐ฑ๐ญ๐ซ๐š ๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ž: ๐€๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ'๐ฌ ๐š๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ ๐จ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐š ๐ฅ๐ข๐Ÿ๐ž-๐›๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐จ ๐ฎ๐ง๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ง๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ง๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐ฒ๐ฉ๐ž, ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐š๐๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐š๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐š๐ฐ๐š๐ฒ ๐ข๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ง๐ (๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ˆ ๐š๐ฅ๐ฌ๐จ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฒ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐ž๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐ž๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ž๐ ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐š๐ญ ๐‚๐ก๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฆ๐š๐ฌ ๐„๐ฏ๐ž :)

I Had This Very Sad Idea..can We Have A Reader Who Has Like This Terminal Illness And They Don't Really

It might not be obvious that he's a sweetheart at times but he's the complete opposite of it. He's so loyal to you. When your symptoms started to show up, he's always there to take care of you. He even left his work behind to make sure you're eating and sleeping well.

But sadly life is no fairy tale as your sickness started to get worse. You decided to set up a schedule for your check-up alone as you don't want to bother him with his duties. You thought that it's just a severe headache or your body being simply tired and needed pills to ease the pain. But your world shattered into pieces when your doctor finally revealed the results that you have a terminal disease. Everyone in your position will panic as the promises, goals in life, and dreams that you made to yourself, to your family, to your friends, and most especially to him may come to an end. As panicked as you are, of course you didn't announced this big news to them as you don't want them to feel distressed at your situation.

Yet your loved ones and him noticed your sudden change of energy. The change of your face and body that was once energetic and productive seemed to have changed for the worse. Eyes hollow, your daily routine changed as you started to stay in your bed for longer hours, and you sometimes eating less. He's really worried at you but you just brushed it off saying that you're fine, lying to them as you want to keep the burden to yourself. There would be times that you would accidentally lash out your stress and anger about yourself to him, which makes him surprised and confused about why you are acting like this. "Y/N Can you just let me-" "WILL YOU LEAVE ME ALONE FOR A MOMENT?! YOU KEPT BOTHERING ME WITH SIMPLE THINGS THAT I CAN DO FOR MYSELF." you replied in a bold tone as you can almost see him tearing up at your sudden aggression. "What? Love, w-why are you acting like this?". he muttered, his face scrunched feeling like a hindrance yet you want him to feel the exact opposite, you trying to force yourself not to burst down crying with him right now. Well, what's the point of living when you only have years or probably just months left? Is the only answer you can think about yet you have lost courage to say it in front of him as you don't want him to become more puzzled as he is with your recent behavior.

But it didn't took long for him to finally know your secret. Since your place has turned into a mess like your life and health, he insisted to help you out in cleaning your apartment/bed room. Just as he's wiping off the dust in the shelf and drawers, he saw your medical tests some of the x-rays, medical bills, and receipts of the pills that you have to take to reduce the chance of your illness getting worse and lengthen your chance of surviving. His mind would pause to think for seconds as he finally realized what's happening and what's your situation. Is this why you're acting distant to him? To your family and to your friends? Is this why he's not seeing you happy and energetic like you supposed to be? What about your plans with him? Most especially, what about your health? Your physical and mental wellness?

He'll try to approach you softly since he doesn't want to overwhelm you despite him having a mental crisis and being emotional about why you didn't open up about it. "Babe, what's this?" he confronted you while showing the medical papers making you dropped the dishes on the sink that you are washing. "HEY-W-Where did you find that?" you stuttered, you rubbing your hands and arms on your apron and rushed to him while he examines your medical sheets. "Love, be honest with me. I-Is this why you're acting different?" he asked as you can see his mouth turn into a frown, his eyebrows scrunching in distress while his orbs turn red as tears fall down his cheeks. "Well.. I... I tried to speak up about it but... I'm scared that you'll worry too much and work harder just for the bills. I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to..." you sobbed as he drops the papers on the floor, him hugging and comforting you as he realized that you're scared to leave him and leave everyone who became dear to you.

After that confrontation, you'll start to open up to him about what you're going through. You explaining that you only had few years to live and you'll be considered lucky if you lasted longer. Hearing this from you shatters his heart like fragile glass. Listening to this is enough for him to spiral into a pit of depression when he realizes that he can only spend some remaining years with the love of his life. He wanted you to stay with him longer. He wants to see you reach your own dreams and he wants to have a family with you in the near future. But this obstacle is challenging your relationship right now, but that doesn't mean that he'll quickly give up. He'll make sure that you'll live and cherish your life longer.

He'll make sure that he'll attend with you with every check-ups that you're scheduled in. He'll even prepare you healthy snacks even when he's not so confident about his cooking skills, make sure that you're taking your medications in the right time, and he'll cuddle with you in bed. And there would be lots of times that you'll have soft talks with him about the things that you missed doing with him like going out on dates even when it's not your anniversary or even if there's no special occasion. But you remained to be thankful for being gifted that you have a partner like him who remained patient and understanding about your situation. You may not notice that he's trying to force back his tears again as he doesn't want to make you upset when you talk about your thoughts. Your pain is even killing him more, mentally and emotionally.

When you started staying in the hospital when you're condition is starting to get worse, he started to staying and spending more time with you. He even abandons his work/studies at times which makes you genuinely worried that he may get sued for leaving his responsibilities behind. But he doesn't care anymore if he needs to leave you alone in the hospital room. But he's also stressed about how he's going to pay the medical bills if he doesn't get up and work. Luckily, his family and his friends are considerate enough to help him out in taking good care of you. It takes a while for the both of you to adjust with your new lifestyle, but you're really glad to spend more time with them as they'll even surprise you in your birthdays!

And when he's starting to feel stressed out about your bills and your remaining time left, he'll unexpectedly burst into tears no matter what time or place he's in. As much as you don't want him to see him like this, his eyes would water down when he's beside you on the bed while kissing your hand a bunch of times. Him making eye-contact with your exhausted ones just triggers that familiar yet different kind of anxiety that he's feeling this past few days. His cries would be silent, but remember that the ones who tears up silently are the ones with the most worries, troubles, and burdens that's in their shoulders. "Don't leave me, you promised." he muttered while leaning on your lap while you pat and soothe his hair. "I won't. I promised to fight back right?" you whispered while he sobs even more, his tears staining the sheets yet you don't care about the mess as you try to comfort him even though you know that there's a possibility that the time may come for you no matter how hard you fought. "Love you... love you so and very much..." he would repeat to make you know that you're not alone in this battle. "I love you more darling." cooing him as you leaned closer to kiss his head to calm him down.

His friends and your family would notice his depressed state as he opens up about his fears of losing you, the person who made him love himself and to be open with new people. His friends would share a tear with him as they feel empathy, the feeling of loosing their special someone in the hands of a deadly disease. They would give him a few encouraging and soft pats on his back and shoulders to ease himself up. But no matter what methods of comfort they tried to lift up his spirits, his monsters would eat him wholly as the darkness would linger in his mind.

He's the type to cuddle with you on the hospital bed despite him being hesitant that you'll feel squished when he sleeps beside you. But if you insist to, his wish is to make you happy and content so he'll gently place himself beside you. And he'll sing you a lullaby or your favorite song if you asked to. He'll get nervous when you asked him to as he's afraid that him singing when you drift of to sleep maybe your final goodbye to him. "Silly, I'm not going away. I just wanna hear your voice, please?" you begged as he chuckles while kissing your head leisurely. "Okay. I'll sing for you."

โคท ๐ƒ๐š๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ฅ ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ฒ ๐‡๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐™๐š๐œ๐ค ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐•๐š๐ฌ๐œ๐จ (๐‹๐ž๐ž ๐„๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐š๐ž), ๐‰๐š๐œ๐ž ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐„๐ฅ๐ข ๐‰๐š๐ง๐ , ๐–๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ž๐ง ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ž, ๐‰๐ข๐ก๐š๐ง & ๐‰๐ข๐›๐ž๐จ๐ฆ ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐‰๐ข๐œ๐ก๐š๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ฐ๐š๐ค, ๐‰๐ข๐ง๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ๐ง๐  ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค, ๐‰๐š๐ค๐ž ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐‰๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐Š๐ฐ๐จ๐ง, ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ž๐ฆ๐š๐ง, ๐’๐ข๐ง๐ฎ ๐‡๐š๐ง, ๐†๐จ๐จ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐†๐ฎ๐ง ๐๐š๐ซ๐ค (๐ฎ๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐๐ฅ๐ฒ), ๐’๐š๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฅ ๐’๐ž๐จ (๐š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ž๐ฑ๐ฉ๐ž๐œ๐ญ๐ž๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ž), ๐‰๐จ๐ก๐š๐ง ๐’๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐†๐š๐ฉ๐ซ๐ฒ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ, ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ฃ๐ข๐ง, ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐ง๐ , ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐๐ž๐จ๐ค, ๐๐š๐ž๐ค ๐‡๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ฅ (๐๐จ. ๐Ÿ) ๐‰๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ ๐‹๐ž๐ž (๐ƒ๐†), ๐“๐จ๐ฆ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐Œ๐š๐ง๐š๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐Š๐ข๐ฆ (๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ), ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐๐ฒ๐ž๐จ๐ง, ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐๐š ๐‘๐ฒ๐ฎ๐ก๐ž๐ข, ๐‰๐š๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐˜๐จ๐จ๐ง, ๐๐ซ๐š๐ ๐‹๐ž๐ž, ๐‡๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐€๐ก๐ง, ๐“๐š๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐จ ๐Œ๐š, ๐†๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐จ๐› ๐‰๐ข

I Had This Very Sad Idea..can We Have A Reader Who Has Like This Terminal Illness And They Don't Really

A/N: I want it to make it short but powerful. (Literally sobbing rn while writing this I remember my grandma who passed away years ago and I didn't even gave her a proper goodbye). But ty for requesting.

๐–๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ง ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐›๐ฒ @๐ž๐ฆ๐จ๐ฃ๐ž๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ฒ๐š๐œ๐ž๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ–. ๐‘๐ž-๐›๐ฅ๐จ๐ ๐ฌ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐›๐ž ๐š๐ฉ๐ฉ๐ซ๐ž๐œ๐ข๐š๐ญ๐ž๐. ๐ƒ๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐š๐ฎ๐ญ๐ก๐จ๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐ž๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฌ๐ข๐จ๐ง. ๐“๐ฒ!

I Had This Very Sad Idea..can We Have A Reader Who Has Like This Terminal Illness And They Don't Really

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1 year ago

Okay I might come up with a rant right now...

(Warning: SPOILERS AND SENSITIVE CONTENT READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)

Just read Vin Jin's backstory and I honestly felt bad for him. Bro deserves better.

And announcement that I wouldn't write Taejin because he's a messed up motherfucker. I kind of cringe when one time I wrote something for him before it was revealed what kind of person he really is (he r**** Vin's sister). I would make edits and remove him. I also wouldn't write for the fake Baek Hangyeol (the fake doctor). Probably other characters as well? I don't know I might take considerations but I would be picky choosing what to write.

So far I will write for J-High, Big Deal, God Dog, Vin Jin, (I like writing good and sane characters lol) probably Gun and Goo? James might be considered but I'll still think about it (if he's ever really Charles Choi's second body I would go nuts and won't write him anymore since it will be very fucking weird). For Workers I am really picky as well.

I might be picky doing writing with the other characters.

And for the request and posting schedule!

I would write fluff, aus (I really love the crossovers and requests you guys make. I might do a zombie one with my own art since I'm in my L4D phase rn lol) and angst (probably less smut but that doesn't mean I won't write it anymore, I would just be picky about what lies on that category and if it is morally acceptable).

And I won't write weird ass stuff either.

Posting schedule isn't finalized yet but either around Thursday to Sunday (depends when I'm active). But I'll be probably be posting in Fridays first? I'm busy with my personal life right now.

Request Lists (that I haven't done yet)

Lookism (J-High AU) with reader (Part 2 for the Gen 0 ver.)

Fem! Gojo Reader x Lookism (Part 2)

Johan x Female Reader (feel free to add more information about how I will write it).

Gun x Female Reader (requested by rukuk)

(Feel free to add ideas if I left something on the list and requests might be done REALLY late since I got to focus on my studies. But I'll prioritize the other first requests before doing the others. But I already have saved drafts, just unfinished).

I'll try to post maybe later or tomorrow (I'm cramming right now so yeah. Wait for other announcements and posts for now. Thank you!)


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11 months ago

This is amazing!!

Positions - J High Boys๐Ÿค

Positions - J High Boys
Positions - J High Boys

Summary: The J High Boys and what sex positions they like and why!!

Authorโ€™s Note: I plan on including Eli and Warren even tho they donโ€™t actually attend J-High as of right now. In my head, none of these boys get bitches like that (and yes, Eli too lol). But I thought this was fun

CW: Mentions of Rough Sex and Breeding

ENJOY!!

Positions - J High Boys

Daniel: Cowgirl all the way. Heโ€™ll never admit it, but Danny just likes to watch your tits move regardless of their size. If you have small tits, thatโ€™s okay , because the sight of you bouncing eagerly on his cock is enough to make him a blushing mess!

Positions - J High Boys

Zack: Doggystyle. Solely because he's watched so much doggystyle porn to where itโ€™s only natural that he does it. Also he gets a good look at your holes while heโ€™s going to town on you. Heโ€™s the type to *jokingly* bend you over and hump you so you know doggyโ€™s his thing.

Positions - J High Boys

Vasco: Missionary. Oh come on, you knew it was true lol. Our baby boy loves looking at your face while heโ€™s plowing deep inside your pussy. Or he likes to bury his face in the crook of your neck - leaving you with eye-catching hickeys. (Heโ€™d be more embarrassed about it than you the morning after lol)

Positions - J High Boys

Eli: Reverse Cowgirl. Itโ€™s efficient lol. Heโ€™s hung so of course he likes a position in which the full length of his cock can be taken. That, and he likes griping your hips while he makes you take him balls deep.

Positions - J High Boys

Warren: Missionary. He deadass doesnโ€™t know any other positions and Iโ€™m being serious. Also because he thinks you're pretty and he just wants to see you all sweaty and horny for him. When he realized that he could play with your clit in missionary, oh it was a wrap for you (lol)

Positions - J High Boys

Vinjin: Mating Press. This man is a menace to your back and cervix. It's about drive, itโ€™s about power. But no fr, this man is on a mission to get you pregnant or to leave you fucked-out and shaking. Either option is good, but Vin prefers you to get pregnant because heโ€™s already pumped you full so itโ€™d be a waste. Can you tell that Vin has a breeding kink???

Positions - J High Boys

Iโ€™ve been turning this one around in my mind for a bit. It feels like Iโ€™ve written this b4, but idk and idc lol. I wanted to do this same prompt with guys from Workers and Big Deal idk idk. Anyways, BYE!!!


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11 months ago

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

SYNOPSIS ๊’ฑ danielโ€™s girlfriend since middle school gets invited to his family's thanksgiving

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REQUEST ๊’ฑ if you don't mind, can i ask for a little daniel x fem reader until you figure out that menace? reader is daniel's friend since middle school, and also becomes his partner and goes to the first thanksgiving with him. reader should be described as super cute ( โ€ขฬ€โˆ€โ€ขฬ )โœง just his family' reaction and mama park's as well, especially mama park's (i love her so much, the best ever) - ๐Ÿ‡

NOTE ๊’ฑ hello ๐Ÿ‡ anon! thank you for your patience! i hope you enjoy โ™ก

A QUESTION FOR THE PEOPLE ๊’ฑ would you guys prefer me to use the english or korean version of everyoneโ€™s names? i used daniel instead of hyung-seok in this post but iโ€™d like to know what people generally prefer. if you fancy requesting, just use whichever version you would like me to keep to!

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โ€ข youโ€™re surprised when daniel invites you to his familyโ€™s annual thanksgiving dinner.

โ€ข itโ€™s not that you donโ€™t want to go - youโ€™re just surprised. you hadnโ€™t even met his mother yet, let alone the rest of his extended family.

โ€ข his fatherโ€™s family, he tells you, he barely sees them - and doesnโ€™t want to - but his mother is insisting, and even extended an invite to you.

โ€ข she knows of your existence, daniel doesnโ€™t shut up about you when at home. everytime she had tried to get daniel to invite you back home, you always had prior commitments and engagements.

โ€ข all fabricated by daniel of course. truth is, heโ€™s embarrassed of his mother, and he hates himself for it. she works so hard to provide for him and heโ€™s embarrassed by it? he really thinks heโ€™s an awful person.

โ€ข he knows you wouldnโ€™t judge him, or her. youโ€™re too kind for your own good. he just gets in his own head and worries too much.

โ€ข you had asked daniel out in your last year of middle school. you had both been friends for two years prior, despite that, daniel was sure you were just teasing him like everyone else. was your friendship fabricated just for this cruel joke?

โ€ข it was no secret to anyone, even yourself, that you were one of the most, if not the most attractive girl in school. at only fourteen the ground you walked on was practically worshipped by boys and girls alike. aunties would stop you in the street and all but squish your cheeks whilst calling you adorable, even attempting to introduce their sons or grandsons to you as potential suitors.

โ€ข so when you approach daniel park, some are upset, others are mad. everyone is confused, especially him.

โ€ข you mistake his hesitance for denial at first, you begin to take it gracefully - until he says yes.

โ€ข now a few years into your relationship, you were finally meeting his relatives. youโ€™d had the pleasure of meeting some of the people from his new school before, but family was a whole other ordeal.

โ€ข daniel delays you meeting his mother until he canโ€™t anymore. when you arrive at the airport, well, she canโ€™t hide her shock. youโ€™re very pretty. like one of those idols she would see on the covers of the magazines she collected.

โ€ข you greet daniel with a smile and a hug, then allow him to introduce you to his mother.

โ€ข oh! she thinks, as you turn to face her and quickly pull her into a warm embrace, saying that she must be an outstanding woman to have raised such a respectful son, and how excited you are to meet her at last, what a pretty girl, and so kind- hearted! โ™ก

โ€ข sheโ€™s really happy that daniel has someone like she had once. she knows you two will be (and are) happy together.

โ€ข when you arrive at his uncleโ€™s house, youโ€™re pretty much bombarded with questions. everyone is pretty much like how did this guy bag her ๐Ÿ˜ญ

โ€ข you guys eventually get ushered into the next room with the other cousins. sarah is thrilled that thereโ€™s another girl around her age there, she drags you away from the boys after david and dylan start acting weird around you.

โ€ข meanwhile with the male cousinsโ€ฆ david and dylan are practically interrogating poor daniel.

โ€ข daniel is just sitting there playing cards like... yeah, she's my girlfriend...? oh yea she's gorgeous -- what do you mean did i pay her to come here??

โ€ข after a while you're feeling peckish so you and daniel go to look for the grownups to ask after food.

โ€ข when you both discover poor mama park cooking by herself you both feel so bad. and annoyed at the other adults for not helping.

โ€ข mama park tries to kick you both out of the kitchen but you convince her that you'll stay and help, as there was nothing really for you to do in the meantime.

โ€ข after dinner the children retire to the room next door once again whilst daniel's uncle is running after a pig outside.

โ€ข you spend a majority of the night answering awkward questions from dylan and david about your life and if you had any girl friends back home you could introduce them to (which was met with a strained smile until sarah shouted at them to leave you alone).

โ€ข sarah is better company. you two exchange gossip from your respective schools and raid her mother's makeup stash.

โ€ข meeting his grandmother was another experience. the lady automatically assumed you were her daughter and loudly commended you on how cute you had gotten, which you thanked her gracefully for.

โ€ข you all decide to go into the city to escape your elders, even sarah tags along once she heard that you were going (it's clear that she adores you, it's really cute)

โ€ข watching david try (and fail) to flirt with a store employee was interesting to say the least. you and sarah diverge from the group and go shopping in a higher end store, your treat! you get back to the boys just in time for the bus to take you guys home.

โ€ข since you didn't have any presents for the family when you had arrived, you'd bought some when you went out today.

โ€ข for the uncles you had bought some custom card decks. for the aunties you spied some nice dresses in a shop window (as well as massage kits). for the matriarch of the family, some of those candied nuts she enjoyed and a canvas with a printed family picture that you had taken earlier on in the day. for mama park, a beautiful matching dress and headpiece set, and a photoframe with a picture of her and daniel.

โ€ข thinking of presents for the male cousins was difficult, but you eventually decided on two personalised wallets. for sarah you bought some nail varnish similar to yours, as she had gushed over the colours the previous night.

โ€ข and for daniel โ™ก (and, kinda yourself) you purchased 'his and hers' bracelets.

โ€ข it was at this point when everyone was opening their respective presents that they had offically wanted you in the family (except grandma, she was still certain you were her daughter).

โ€ข after saying your goodbyes and promising to text sarah when you land, you, mama park, and daniel finally departed from his family.

โ€ข on the plane back to seoul, daniel fell asleep, so you and mama park took the time without him conscious to chat more, about your own family, how you met daniel, your schooling, etc.

โ€ข she really likes you. she thinks you're kind and generous without being overbearing. unbeknownst to you, she's also thinking that you'd be a kind wife to daniel. i mean, why not? she thinks of you like a daughter already.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!

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