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crystal: of course baby, i'll go now 💗

crystal: try not to freak out too much yourself, okay?

crystal: i'll text you when yubin's calmer x

yoongi: thanks and ok i'm trying

crystal: the one tae was at

crystal: yubin called me, i'm not really sure what happened sweetheart but... it had something to do with drugs?

yoongi: shit k i'm going

yoongi: fuck

yoongi: can u pls go check on yubin? make sure he's not freaking out ?? you guys can come over when he calms down

crystal: babe something's happened

crystal: your brother is in the hospital, i think you need to go asap

crystal: i'm not sure what's happening

yoongi: wait what

yoongi: ????? what hospital

She whined a little when he pulled away from the kiss so fast, a cute pout on her face. “You’re a big marshmallow.” she replied, moving herself out of the elevator behind him. “And I love the mushy but… Maybe soft isn’t what I need right now.” she half joked, smiling innocently at him.

“Definitely.” she nodded with another giggle, smiling back at the unimpressed expression he had. As he started acting all cute and childish with her, her smile grew even more, unable to handle how adorable he was when it was just them together. “Fine.” she sighed, acting like it was a chore. She leaned forwards and kissed his nose before tapping it with her finger and laughing softly. “How are you this precious after telling me to make an excuse to leave so you could take off my underwear? Seriously?”

“It’s not as fun if you know I’m gonna send them.” she answered, then giggling at his words as they got into the elevator. “Of course I don’t.” she answered sincerely, still smiling. “It is nice that you get so flustered, though. It’s flattering. Is your nose okay though, babe?” she asked with another little laugh. 

She started to move her chair, glancing at Yoongi with a small smile. “You don’t have to, but thank you.” she replied before looking down, trying her best not to smile too much when she knew they were both acting, never having been the best liar. She said goodbye to their friends and offered a small wave before heading towards the front door, waiting until they were outside to speak to Yoongi again. “You really liked that picture enough to leave?” she said playfully and quietly, looking up at him. 

“So did he.” Crystal chimed in, pointing to Zander and sticking her tongue out at him when he rolled his eyes at her. When she got the reply from Yoongi she raised her eyebrows in surprise, eyes darting back up to him. She wasn’t used to him acting like that, and she definitely wasn’t complaining. As she tried to keep her gaze on the others, she stretched her arms up and faked a yawn before speaking up again. “Actually, I might go take a nap, guys. I barely slept last night, my backs been hurting a lot.” she lied, not glancing at Yoongi because she knew she’d crack through her serious expression. 

The look he gave her only made her smile sweetly back at him, shrugging her shoulders before texting him something else. ‘wish you would take it off, though’. She felt a little more confident in herself now she saw he was getting flustered, always boosted by knowing she got to him.

Crystal had to cover her mouth to suppress a giggle when he dropped his phone, expecting something like that to happen. “You okay, babe?” she asked innocently from across the room, acting like she was only reacting to him being clumsy. A few seconds later, she was typing on her own phone again. ‘By the way, I’m still wearing that’, sent.

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Crystal had no idea what had gotten in to her that day, maybe it was the heat getting to her head, but she was pressing send on the risqué text to her boyfriend. Her boyfriend who was only sat on the other side of the room, the same room that was filled with all their friends. The text was an image she’d taken in the morning, stood in front of the mirror - leaning against the wall - in the new lingerie she’d ordered that had finally arrived. She then typed a little ‘oops, my fingers slipped’ before pressing send and leaning back in the couch, looking over at him with an expectant smile. 

The looks of confusion didn’t surprise Zander at all, knowing they wouldn’t have seen it coming. His mothers response made it almost impossible for him not to roll his eyes, though he did his best to stay calm. He always acted like these things didn’t affect him, but he was terrified of saying his next words. Everything was about to go downhill, and he knew it. “It’s not a good for nothing girl, no.” he answered, trying not to snap at how classist his mother was. He saw her frown at his reply, and he sighed loudly before just spitting it out. “I’m marrying a man, mother.” 

zander: when i found out i laughed so hard i almost threw up

zander: ... thanks man

zander: WE'RE THE SAME AGE

yoongi: kinda wish all your organs combusted so you could've died and i could've gotten rid of you.

zander: well i heard u walked into a door so LMAO

zander: yes but,,, who thought i'd actually get married

yoongi: SHUT UP

yoongi: i actually had hope in you. just really really tiny hope and look where you are now :')

zander: i'm just shook, asshole

zander: did you ever think you'd be MY best man

yoongi: is it possible for a man to be so shook for this long??

yoongi: actually yes.