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Why am I just seeing this now??? TUMBLR WHERE RHE FUCK ARE MY NOTIFICATIONS

but anyway, omggg ducky you are so righhhhtttt, the vibes do matchhh

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Sangyeon stood in front of the judge, his eyes downcast and his hands clammy.

"Mr. Lee?" The judge asked, prompting Sangyeon to look up and meet his gaze. "Are you alright?" Sangyeon nervously bit his lip, his flickering back and forth. Opting to stay silent, he slowly nodded. "Can you continue?" The judge asked. Once again, Sangyeon nodded. "What happened after you knocked on Mrs. L/N's door on January 1st, 2022?" Sangyeon inhaled sharply, his eyes quickly flashing over to the person next to him. Y/N's eyes were averted and her hand was tightly gripping a tissue. She barely looked at him and that caused the sadness in his heart to bloom. He brought his gaze back to the judge, who was watching him with pity filled eyes.

"She didn't open it." A silence filled the courtroom. "I kept knocking for about 10 minutes. It was past midnight. It was New Years and I spent it slamming my fist against my wife's door." He casted a quick glance to Y/N and found her eyes stuck on her shoes.

"Why?" The judge asked, quirking his eyebrow up.

"I was at an office New Year's party. Y/N was sick so she couldn't come. Or so I thought she was. I'm not one for parties, so I left early. And I walked home. I'd had a little to drink and I didn't live far so I walked home. And as I turned the corner, I saw the house door open. Y/N was standing there, with another guy and she was kissing him." Sangyeon paused when he saw Y/N shaking her head out of his peripheral vision. "My wife was kissing another man," he murmured, his voice breaking. The court was dead silent. The judge blinked at him before he turned his gaze towards Y/N.

"Mrs. L/N?" Y/N finally looked up at him and it was then Sangyeon spotted the tears falling down her cheeks. "Is this true?" Y/N sniffled, pulling her windbreaker closer to her body.

"Yes," she replied, her voice hoarse. "Its true." The judge hummed before turning his attention back to Sangyeon.

"What happened next Mr. Lee?"

"He left. And just as she was about to close the door, she spotted me. And before I could react, she slammed the door shut." The judge shifted his gaze to Y/N once more.

"Mrs. L/N?" Y/N let out a sigh, tucking her hair behind her ear.

"He's my coworker," she stated, keeping her gaze away from him. "My firm hired him 2 years ago and he got assigned to my division about a year ago. He -- uh," she paused as she quickly looked at him before looking back at the judge. "He was very friendly. Kind. Easy to talk to." Sangyeon couldn't help it. He spoke up.

"Am I not?" Y/N broke her gaze with the judge and turned her head to look at him. 

“What?” she muttered.

“Am I not easy to talk to? Am I not kind?” Sangyeon was confused as to why Y/N looked confused, surpised even. But before she could respond, the judge cut in.

“Mr. Lee, please. You’ve had your turn, now let her talk.” Sangyeon sighed, relenting but he couldn’t shake the feeling of betrayal. What had he done to her that she felt the need to cheat on him? “Mrs. L/N, please continue.” Y/N rolled her tongue over her lips, a habit that came forth whenever she was nervous. Instead of bringing her gaze back to the judge, her gaze stayed on him. 

“I didn’t mean for it to happen,” she murmured. “I swear -- it just,” she broke off once again, shaking her head. “It just did.” Sangyeon’s eyes shook as she confessed to him. He didn’t know what else to do. She broke his trust and that was something he just couldn’t forgive just yet. 

“Mr. Lee?” the judge’s voice broke out again. Sangyeon forced to turn his head and look at the judge. Sangyeon frowned, trying to stop his lip from quivering.

“You know, I’m not that old yet. I’m still in my twenties and I was fortunate enough to find the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with at such an early age. People make mistakes, I get that. And I know that you have to decide whether or not their mistakes are bigger than your love for them.” The judge looked at him curiously, but Sangyeon was no longer looking at him. He brought his gaze back to Y/N, who looked like she was on the verge of a fresh set of tears. 

“I love you Y/N. With everything I have in me. I love you so goddamn much. But you brought another man into our home. Into our bed. Into our lives and lied to me about for nine months.” A sob broke out of Y/N’s lips but Sangyeon had to get this out. He hated himself for hurting her. “You broke my trust. You broke my love. You -- you broke me. And I don’t think I can forgive for you just yet.” Sangyeon turned his head back to the judge. “I want to proceed with the divorce.”

WHATRE YOU DOING TO ME MANNNNN

*inhales*

SCREAMS

*exhales*

I'm fine. I'm completely fine

author’s note!! __ this fic is for @junjungsunwoo​ ‘s merry bad ending collab. This one took a bit of rewriting but i still hope you guys like it! a quick shoutout to ducky and dayns for their feedback and kind words...love you guys. be sure to check out the other stories! you don’t wanna miss them!

taglist: @moonieric @halaboyz​ 

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S/N stands for sister’s name

April 5th, 2022

Y/N felt intoxicated which was weird because she hadn’t had a drop of alcohol yet. Maybe it was the bar. Maybe it was the atmosphere. Maybe it was the spotlighted couple, who couldn't seem to keep their hands off each other. Or maybe it was the pain of her heart breaking at the sight of them. Whatever it was, Y/N felt intoxicated. The lightheadedness clouded her vision. The bile continued to rise in her throat and the tingly feeling in her fingers continued to prick her the minute she touched anything. As she stood in the corner, watching the people cheer and dance, Y/N decided that if she was to survive this night, she would have to be intoxicated the old school way. With alcohol. Letting out a big sigh, Y/N pushed her way through the crowded bar, trying to avoid flying liquor and falling people. The cheers were deafening and all Y/N wanted to do was go home and get into bed and try to forget why she was here. Covering her ears and mumbling something unintelligent under her breath, she finally made her way out of the hoards of people and towards the bartender. She let out a breath as she lifted her finger up, signaling the bartender.

“Whiskey on ice,” she told him and watched as he sauntered off to make her drink. Y/N slumped in her chair. This is the last thing she thought she would find herself at. Her eyes drifted over to the banner with big bold letters that adorned the right side corner and Y/N felt something bitter in her mouth when her eyes glazed over it for the 10th time that night. 

Congratulations to S/N and Eric!

The bartender came back, placing the drink in front of her and instead of walking away, he stood still in front of her, a curious look in his eyes.

“Can I help you?” she muttered, gulping her drink down, ignoring the stinging feeling in her throat. 

“You alright?” he asked, causing Y/N to raise an eyebrow at him. 

“What makes you think I’m not?” she countered, leaning forward. The bartender followed her actions, leaning forwards on his own account.

“Call it a hunch,” he replied, raising his right eyebrow, almost as if he were challenging her. Y/N hesitantly leaned away from him, her eyes narrowed.

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"You have no idea who I am, do you?" The man in front of me, asked quietly, his voice shaking. I cocked my head to the side, in confusion, the tubes in my nostrils stretching the inside of my nose. My eyes narrowed, trying to remember who this man was. My eyes flickered to Dr. Young, who was standing by the door, quietly watching us. He gave me a sympathetic smile and my eyes flickered back to the man in front of me.

"I'm sorry. I don't. Who are you?" Dr. Young, a week ago, told me I had woken up from a coma with no memories of my life before due to an accident. He told me he did his best, but my memories were as good as gone. I wasn't lying when I said I had no idea who this guy was but I could feel my heart breaking in two as I watched the light leave the eyes of the man in front of me. I could see him shut down. I could see the pain in his eyes. Pain I was causing.

"I'm sorry," he whispered and left the room quickly leaving me to be absolutely baffled. I turned to Dr. Young.

"Who is he?" I asked. Dr. Young hesitated, looking at the clipboard in his hands. 

"I shouldn't be telling you this, you just woke up. But his name is Lee Sangyeon and, uh, he's your husband." I felt as if I was hit by a truck. Time stopped and everything slowed. 

"He's my husband? I'm married?" Dr. Young nodded his head, sympathy filling the void of his eyes. "I'm Lee Y/N?" I whispered. Dr. Young walked towards me and reached for my hand.

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Y/N skated down the quiet hallways of her college library quickly, keeping her head down and her fists clenched within the pockets of her jacket. The voice behind her called out, once at a whisper, twice at a whisper shout. She kept her head down, doing her best ignore the voice that was getting louder and louder at an alarming rate. She found herself wanting to stop and confront him. 'No' she told herself. 'Dont you dare cave in. Keep walking.'

"Y/N!" He called out again. By now, they had both caught the attention of their fellow students, who looked up from their quiet studies in curiosity. Y/N raced down the stairs, his footsteps much closer to her than before. Her foot barely hit the last step before his hands wrapped around her wrist, tugging her towards him. Y/N froze, his touch burning her on contact.

"Let go Jay," she said, trying to wiggle out of his grip. People were definitely starting to stare and Y/N didnt like that one bit. She didnt want to talk to him about it, much less have the entirety of the library watch them duke it out on campus. His eyes bore into hers, flickering back and forth. Y/N continued to struggle and her efforts where rewarded when she broke her from his grip. She didnt think twice before turning on her heel and practically running towards the exit. She didnt get very far. Jay's hand grasped her bicep, forcing her to stop.

"Jay," she tried again, doing her best to free herself. Y/N wasnt blind; she was aware they were right in the middle of the library and as her eyes gazed upward, the bundle of nerves settled over her body as she realized everyone was staring, not just the people on the first floor. "Let go," she murmured, looking at his shoes. Y/N didnt think she could look at him again -- at least not in the eyes without her stomach turning upside down.

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Y/N skated down the quiet hallways of her college library quickly, keeping her head down and her fists clenched within the pockets of her jacket. The voice behind her called out, once at a whisper, twice at a whisper shout. She kept her head down, doing her best ignore the voice that was getting louder and louder at an alarming rate. She found herself wanting to stop and confront him. 'No' she told herself. 'Dont you dare cave in. Keep walking.'

"Y/N!" He called out again. By now, they had both caught the attention of their fellow students, who looked up from their quiet studies in curiosity. Y/N raced down the stairs, his footsteps much closer to her than before. Her foot barely hit the last step before his hands wrapped around her wrist, tugging her towards him. Y/N froze, his touch burning her on contact.

"Let go Hyunjae," she said, trying to wiggle out of his grip. People were definitely starting to stare and Y/N didnt like that one bit. She didnt want to talk to him about it, much less have the entirety of the library watch them duke it out on campus. His eyes bore into hers, flickering back and forth. Y/N continued to struggle and her efforts where rewarded when she broke her from his grip. She didnt think twice before turning on her heel and practically running towards the exit. She didnt get very far. Hyunjae's hand grasped her bicep, forcing her to stop.

"Hyunjae," she tried again, doing her best to free herself. Y/N wasnt blind; she was aware they were right in the middle of the library and as her eyes gazed upward, the bundle of nerves settled over her body as she realized everyone was staring, not just the people on the first floor. "Let go," she murmured, looking at his shoes. Y/N didnt think she could look at him again -- at least not in the eyes without her stomach turning upside down.

Dayns 💕💕💕

My beautiful precious daynnsssss

You're gonna make me cryyyyy....I notice you have a habit of doing that. Saying exactly what I need to hear. You have done so much for me, maybe more than I can ever fathom. Talking to you has been one of the highlights of my year and I really hope that I'll get to tall to you for many more years. I really do hope I can meet you one day, that would be such a blessing.

I know this year has been a bit stressful considering all the decisions that you had to make, but dayns believe me when I say next year is gonna so amazing you're not going have time to catch your breath...you deserve everything you want in life ams I have doubt that good things will come your way...

Happy holidays Dayns! And to a new and prosperous year 💕💕

Noooo dayynnss😥😥🥺🥺🥺

I understand they're doing their separate things right now but the amount of happiness I got when I just watched them together...their bond was something special...

And jackson...I miss chaotic Jackson. I love professional Jackson but i think hes so held back now. Hes got so.much to deal with and manage. I dont think he let's loose like he used to...